By Tahoecple
I have written a number of stories about the adventures we've had swinging over the years. The story that I haven’t told anybody is the story of what finally got Linda to agree to play with other people in the lifestyle.
After Linda and I had been married for a few years I had an urge to party with other people. Linda who is Italian and was raised in a catholic home took some time to warm to that idea. We had a great sex life but with such a conservative upbringing Linda wasn’t real keen on the idea of bringing other people into our play time. She had a fear that by crossing into this activity would endanger our relationship. I knew that if I pressured her too hard she would completely dismiss the idea so I took my time trying to convince her to try swinging. I would have never thought that the catalyst that brought us into the lifestyle would come from her lusty desires to fuck somebody else.
At this point in our life’s I was a corporate pilot and Linda was working for a manufacturing company as a secretary. One of the pitfalls of being a corporate pilot is the fact that I was away from home a lot. I was flying about sixty hours a month on an average and was away from home at least two or three days a week. But I was also home for a week or two every six weeks or so when we put the airplane in the shop for service.
When I was out of town I would call Linda every night from wherever I was just hear her voice and get the latest on what was going on at home. When I would get back home again it would always have a honeymoon air in that both of us would always be horny and ready to satisfy our urges. During these lovemaking sessions I started bringing home adult videos and swinger magazines which contained stories from people about their swinging experiences.
We would be in bed together reading the stories about three-somes, four-somes and more-somes that these folks wrote about. I would tell Linda how hot I thought they were and how it turned me on thinking about us trying something like that. She would tell me that she could never do something like that and she knew that I would never stand for seeing her with another man. I assured her that one of my biggest fantasies was to share her with another man. She would tell me that the idea wasn’t appealing to her at all and that she couldn’t understand how any couple would truly want to do something like that. She would tell me that our sex life was between us and she had no desire to have sex with anybody other than me. But inevitably after reading these stories for a while her hand would always find its way to my cock which she would always find hard and ready. When my hand would find its way to her pussy she would always be wet and excited. I knew what she was telling me but her body was telling me something completely different.
When I would bring home adult videos I would always do my best to find some which depicted multi-partner sex scenes. I especially looked for scenes with women taking on multiple sex partners. We would not be able to watch these for too long before I would have my cock inside her fucking her while we watched. As I would fuck her I would tell her how much I would love to fuck her from behind while she was giving head to another guy or how much I would love for her to be giving me head while another guy was fucking her from behind. These videos and voicing my fantasies would always lead to Linda having a massive orgasm.
Unfortunately as turned-on as Linda got during these sex session afterword she would revert back to her conservative ways and claim she had no interest in really trying these kinds of activities. She would claim that it wasn’t the subject matter that got her so turned on it was me that got her fired up. She would also reiterate that she would never let another man fuck her while she was married to me.
As time went on I tried to do a balancing act in keeping the subject of swinging in our lives without seeming totally obsessed about that subject. This must have gone on for six or eight months without any visible changes in her viewpoint on the subject. Then I started noticing some subtle changes in Linda’s behavior. She still maintained her views about swinging it was her sexual techniques that seemed to be changing in some areas.
One night when I got home from a week away she had dinner ready when I walked in the door and the kids were at her parents. She suggested I take a shower and get comfortable before dinner. I came out of the shower wearing only a robe to find Linda in the living room wearing a red corset, thigh high stockings and sexy high heel CFM shoes. She had changed while I was in the shower and freshened up her make-up. She stood-up when I came into the room slowly tuned around and with a sly smile ask how I liked it. When I told her I loved it she just smiled and said dinner is ready. My thoughts were that dinner could wait but when I reached for her she slipped away saying there will be plenty of time for that after dinner. I found it excruciating trying to eat dinner with her dressed like that and me with a throbbing rock hard cock. The thought running through my head all during dinner was what happened to my conservative wife she had never been so bold during our entire marriage. Up to this point in our marriage sex and sexy attire was strictly for the bedroom. Even when it was just the two of us home the sexiest thing she would venture out of the bedroom wearing would be a bathrobe. After dinner that night we spent the rest of the night in bed fucking like newlyweds.
I also started noticing little changes in her during our lovemaking. Nothing off the wall but just little things she would do to bring me pleasure. The way she would give me head, she started stroking my cock as she sucked it and would twist her hand around the base of it driving me crazy. She bought some flavored oils that she would apply to my cock before she started playing with it and would savor the taste as she would suck and lick my cock. She became much more vocal during sex telling me what she wanted me to do to her and what she was going to do to me. I loved the changes but was a little perplexed with the thought of where they had come from. I asked her at one point where she had learned about all the things she was now doing in the bedroom. Her reply was that she must have read about them somewhere or that some of the girls were talking about how they please their men. Her replies were always very vague and the subject was always soon changed.
Linda also started going out with her girlfriends and the girls from work more. More and more when I would call home when I was away there would be nobody home. This seemed to happen more on the weekends and when I would ask Linda about it she would just say that the girls asked her out to dinner or the girls from work asked her to join them for a drink after work. I knew I was away a lot and she needed to get out now and then so I let her know that going out with her friends didn’t bother me and I was glad she was having a little fun and enjoying herself.
They say that women have a six since about being cheated on but I think anybody in a close relationship has that six since. I started getting the thought that Linda may be doing more than just going out with her girlfriends. It was nothing that I could confront her with or put my finger on. It was just that little voice you get in the back of your head from time to time. One Friday night I tried to call her around seven o’clock and she wasn’t home. I tried about every half hour to reach her and she finely answered the phone about one in the morning. When I ask her where she had been she said that the girls from work wanted to have a drink after work then they decided to go to dinner after which they went back to the bar in the restaurant to have another drink and they just sat around there talking and time got away from them. I didn’t press the issue and just let her know I was getting worried about her and let her know what time I would be home the next day, or should I say later that day. I knew I was probably being foolish having such ideas but I couldn’t get the vision of her and some guy on a bed with him fucking her hot and heavy while I was away from home. Our sex life was still great and we seemed as close as ever when I was home so I just figured it was probably all in my head.
I had an old jeep that I had blown the engine on. I decided to try to fix it myself to save money and give myself a project to fill some free time. When I told Linda about my plans with the jeep she said that Bob was a good mechanic and if I didn’t mind she would ask him if he would mind helping me with it. The company Linda worked for had sold to a new owner just after she went to work there and a few months prior to this the main office had sent Bob out to temporally head up the office to make sure that any changes went smoothly. He was only going to be there for a few months before going back to the main office on the East Coast. Bob was single and staying at a local weekly rental motel in town while he was in town. Linda said that being Bob was by himself and she was sure he would enjoy having something to do in his off time she would ask him if he was interested in helping me. I agreed telling her that I could use the help if he wanted to join in but didn’t want him to feel obligated if he didn’t want to.
Linda set it up with Bob to help me with the jeep and one Sunday he came over to the house to help me. I had gotten a new engine and before the sun went down that Sunday we had it in the jeep and running. I had no doubt after he left that day that it would have taken me a month to get the job done by myself and I was grateful for his help.
About a week after repairing the jeep Linda said that we should have a dinner party to thank Bob for his help. I told her that sounded like a great idea and I was all for it. She sat it up for the next Sunday as somewhat of a surprise party for Bob. Linda invited some of the people she worked with to join us for a barbeque. On the day of the barbeque Linda was running around the house like a school girl getting things ready. She had me doing honey do’s all day for her. She told me that she had invited Bob over for a beer but hadn’t told him that she was having a party for him. She said that he was going to the gym that afternoon to play basketball and had told her that he would stop by on his way home from there.
Linda asked me to go to the store for her to pick-up some last minute things early that afternoon. She was in such a fluttery state getting everything ready for our guest that I don’t think it even dawned on her what she said next. She said being Bob is coming over from the gym after playing basketball all afternoon he will probably be all hot and sweaty. After he finds out that we are having a dinner party for him he will most likely want to take a shower before eating with all of us. She asked if I would mind going by his place on my way to the store and get him some clean clothes so he can just shower here instead of going back to his place to shower before the party. She said I could find a shirt, pants and shoes in his closet and his underwear and socks would be in the third drawer down in his dresser. She added that he kept a key at the office and she had gotten it so I could get his clothes. I told her I wasn’t going into some guy’s place that I barely knew and rummage through it to find him something to wear that just wasn’t going to happen. She said ok it was just an idea and I left for the store.
While driving to the store her words came back to me. Then I got that cold water down the back of your neck feeling as it suddenly hit me. How the hell would she know where he kept his underwear? Being I have never in my life heard anybody talking about where they keep their underwear the only way she would know where they were kept would be she was in his room when he got his underwear from that drawer.
I had to pull the car over and parked. My hands were shaking, I was feeling numb as the vision of Bob standing in front of his dresser naked getting his underwear out of that drawer with my wife watching him. While it is possible it was all very innocent she had never mentioned anything about ever being to his place. Therefore I didn’t really think this was the case of an innocent event in her garnering information as to where he keeps his underwear and socks. Even though I had no prof I knew in my heart that if he was naked getting fresh underwear she was also naked and most likely with a pussy full of his freshly deposited cum. Suddenly I had what was most probably the answer to where my wife had picked up her new sexual techniques. Bob must have been holding some private sex education classes for her.
As I sat in the car that day I had a flood of emotions rush though me. Anger, jealousy, hurt and excitement. I was setting in my car pondering the possibility that my wife had cheated on me and my cock was rock hard with the thought of her fucking another man. Then the thought crossed my mind “how was I going to handle this”. I wasn’t going to be going into a jealous rage and do something I would regret after all for the better part of a year I had been trying to talk her into having sex with other men. This was going to take some thought and I was sure at that moment that I would have very little else on my mind until I came up with a course of action.
What I decided to do was to do nothing, at least not today. I went to the store and came back home doing my best acting job of not indicating that I had any idea of what my wife may have been doing while I was out of town. I was going to have to prove to myself that something was going on between her and Bob before I would take this any further. When and if that happens then I will handle it. We had way too much going for us to let one indiscretion ruin it for us. But running around behind my back wasn’t something that I thought I could live with for any length of time. However her fucking other men in my presence was something that I would enjoy being part of our sex lives.
The party went off great and it seemed everybody enjoyed themselves. I kept an eye on Linda and Bob as they interacted together. I drank only club soda so I could be sure I would be able to comprehend anything I saw or heard. At one point I saw one of the girls from Linda’s office after she noticed Linda and Bob together in the kitchen whisper something into the ear of another girl from the office they both shared a giggle together at some inside joke. The subject of her comment might not have even been in regards to Linda and Bob. It could have been something about a completely different subject. But in my state of mind when the one looked into the kitchen seeing the two of them together then instead of saying something out loud bent down and whispered what she had to say into the ear of her friend only to bring a giggle from both of them could only mean one thing to me. It was starting to look like Linda and Bob were the subject of at least some office gossip if not the subject of some office facts.
The last guest left around midnight and as soon as it was just the two of us in the house Linda came up to me kissed me and in her sexiest voice said I’m a little tipsy, my pussy is very wet and I want to fuck you. This language may be commonplace to some but this was not the kind of thing I was used to hearing from my conservative little wife. However if this new behavior was something that she picked up from Bob I’m going to have to thank him for the changes he’s made in her. For the next week or so I kept things as normal as I could. I said nothing to Linda about my suspicions and just kept to my routine. I waited until I had a flight the next Friday that I knew would be a short out and back putting me back in the area sometime around mid-afternoon. I didn’t tell this to Linda however, I told her that I may not be home until Saturday or at the earliest very late Friday night. I told her I would let her know when I would be home as soon as I knew something. I called her at the office mid-morning to let her know that it didn’t look like I would be home until sometime after eleven at the earliest.
I got back in town about 4:30 and drove to an area overlooking Linda’s office and its parking lot where I could see the area without being seen very easily from there. About five o’clock I saw people start leaving the office getting in their cars and driving off. Then I saw Linda and Bob walk out of their office and into the parking lot. They were walking side by side and it was plain to see they were talking to each other as they walked to their cars. They stopped beside Linda’s car and talked for a little longer standing in the parking lot. Then Linda got in her car and rolled down the window. Bob stood by the driver’s side door with his hand resting in the open window and they continued to talk to each other. I had no idea what they were saying to each other but after a short time I saw Bob pop up and walk very quickly to his car. They both pulled out of the parking lot and it came as no real surprise to see Linda following Bob’s car as he drove away from the plant.
I followed them both from their office straight to Bob’s motel where they pulled into the parking lot and parked beside each other. Linda sat in her car as Bob walked up to the driver’s side of her car and opened her door. Linda remained in the car as Bob stood beside the door talking to her. They talked for a few minutes in the parking lot until Bob reached into the car and Linda took his hand as he helped her out of the car. The thought that ran through my mind at the time was isn’t that special the lying cheating bitch didn’t want to seem too easy. Together they walked up the outside stairway to Bob’s room on the second floor and went inside.
I was parked in the restaurant parking lot located beside the motel. The restaurant separated the two parking lot so I was hidden from their view somewhat. I sat there in the car just feeling kind of numb trying to figure out what to do next. Some time went by as I just sat in my car staring at the door to Bob’s room. About a half an hour after they had entered the room I saw the drapes in his window open a little bit and saw Bob slide the window open a little. As he did I could clearly see that he wasn’t wearing a shirt and was naked from the waist up. Time seemed to stand still as my mind raced with the realization of what must be going on in that room. By five-thirty it was already dark and the outside lights of the motel were laminating the area. I continued to watch the door I had seen my wife walk through feeling at a loss for what to do.
After over an hour or so of just sitting in the car staring at that door I got out of the car and leaned against the door for support. I had so many thoughts rushing through my mind I had no idea what I wanted to do to say I was conflicted would have been an understatement. I knew the window to the room was open and decided to walk by the room to see if I could hear anything from within the room. I walked across the back of the dimly lit parking lot to the back stairways leading to the second floor of the motel at the opposite end of the motel than the one that they had used. As quietly as I could I climbed the steeps and walked toward Bob’s room on the exterior walkway. As I walked I continually scanned the area for anybody in the area. I didn’t want somebody to see me and think I was a thief or something. Your mind sometimes has strange thoughts running through it at times like this.
As I reached his room I stopped beside the open window and listened. I thought it was strange how quiet the night was there didn’t seem to be any noise at all. There was no traffic noise, nobody walking or talking in the area and no noise from any of the other rooms. I didn’t hear anything at first from inside Bob’s room. Then I heard Linda moan loudly from within the room. As I drew in a deep breath the sounds Linda was making were as clear as if I was standing right next to the bed, I knew the bed was probably within three feet or so from where I was standing. I heard Linda in the throes of passion say “oh don’t stop, that feels so good I’m cumming and then let out a moan as an orgasm raced through her body”. After years of marriage I didn’t have to be told when she was cumming after all I had brought her to that stage many times myself.
With no doubt in my mind about what was going on in that room I slowly turned and walked away crept down the back stairs and crossing the parking lot back to my car. I had just confirmed that my wife was cheating on me. A flood of emotions were rushing through my body seemingly all at the same time. I was stunned, hurt and mad it was just a combination of all the feeling anybody in this situation would feel. Of all the emotions I was feeling I cannot deny that one of them was that I was turned on by what I had just heard from within that room. As I sat back down in my car I let my hand slowly trace the outline of my hard cock through my pants as I again just sat and stared at the door to Bob’s room.
At about ten o’clock Bob’s door opened again Linda and Bob both walked out and stood on the second floor walkway talking as they leaned on the railing and stared out over the parking lot. In the motels exterior lights I could see Bob was only dressed in a pair of pants, he was bare chested and bare footed. They stood there talking Bob had his arm around Linda’s waist as they leaned against the railing. At one point Linda turned toward Bob wrapped her arms around his neck, kissed his cheek and gave him a hug. It struck me as a little strange because this was the actions you would expect between friends not a man and woman that had spent the last four and a half hours having fore bided sex in a motel room. After a few minutes Bob walked Linda to her car. With Bob standing in the parking lot watching her Linda backed out of her parking space and drove toward the exit at the front of the motel.
I dove out of the restaurant parking lot I saw which way Linda was going as she left and I took a different route home than the one she had taken. Luckily there weren’t any speed cops lurking that night because I didn’t waste any time getting home. As Linda turned onto our street I made the turn right behind her and followed her into our driveway. My headlights caught the expression on her face as she got out of the car looking toward me. It was the same expression that a six year old has when you catch him with his hand in the cookie jar after telling him not before dinner. It was obvious she was not expecting me to catch her pulling into our driveway at this time of night. There was the nervous smile, the weak wave it was plain to see the concern on her face and the nervousness of her actions.
As I got out of my car Linda said I thought you weren’t going to be getting home until late tonight? I thought to myself that’s rather obvious because if you would have you wouldn’t have been across town fucking some other guy now would you. My people got there earlier than they thought so we got home earlier than I expected I said as I walked to our front door. Linda sheepishly followed me into the house. As I put my suitcase and briefcase down in the hallway I casually ask Linda where she had been to be getting home so late. Oh the girls from the office and I went out to dinner. Oh I replied where did you go? That little Mexican place we always go to. The more she lied to me the more irritated I got with her but I tried my best to keep low keyed and just let things play out. Playing the game I even asked her what she had for dinner knowing full well that the only meat she had in her mouth that night was Bob’s cock.
To be continued in part 2
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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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