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Hi Everyone,

 

My wife and I are fairly new to the swinging lifestyle. We had talked about if for a couple of years before actually trying it a little over a year ago. We thoroughly enjoy it now. We've had fun fulfilling each other's fantasies (one of which was seeing my wife with another woman - every guy's fantasy!).

 

Recently she brought up a new fantasy of hers that I wasn't all that comfortable with. Simply put, she wants to see me have sex with the man. I've never been interested in men and I've explained that to her. She tells me she'd never been interested in women either, but did it to fulfill my fantasy.

 

Now I'm kind of stuck between a rock and a hard place. We have a few good looking couples that we hook up with from time to time and out of fairness to my wife I've tried to imagine what it would be like going from his wife to him and I just can't see it happening.

 

What should I do? Have any of you other guys out there gotten that request from your wife? Or even tried it? I really enjoy swinging and don't want this to be what ends it. Do I need to just take the plunge and try it?

 

On one hand I have to consider fairness to my wife. On the other hand this is uncharted territory. In the few conversations we've had about it my answer has been "no way." But now I'm asking myself, "would it really be such a bad thing?"

 

Any advice from experienced swingers would be very welcome.

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My wife has the same fantasy. It started like this. We were talking about sex, about how I like it when she makes out with another woman. Its hot.. then she said its your turn. YIKES!! I knew what she meant. Its not a uncommon fantasy for women to have.. Bi sexuality in males is becoming more the norm. If you are willing to give it a try why the hell not. I am not ready to do that yet maybe someday just not today. Good luck tell us what happens.

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I can address that question/problem with our story.

 

Unlike you, my wife is bi and has no issue being with either sex and knows it's a turn on for me, whether it's another male or female.

 

We met a couple that are both bi and had them to dinner and a hot tub evening. The normal things happened. One fantasy of the new couple was to have their lady on the receiving end of a strap-on from my wife. No problem... I hadn't had the privilege of seeing that event before, but knew she (my wife) owned a strap-on. The next day, discussing how much fun it was, my wife said, "I'd like to see you with him". uh... uh oh... Realizing that my main objection was my own perceptions about two guys together, but in this scenario, everyone was bi, EXCEPT ME.

 

I told her I suppose it "could" happen, but I'm not sure how I'd even start. She suggested while we're all in a pile and she's giving him a BJ, I could fondle the other guy, see how I felt and play it by ear.

 

Fast forward two weeks and we're in the scene, hands everywhere, bodies intertwined, and my wife reached over and grabbed my hand and gently guided me to where she was, giving him a BJ. I reached out to feel his penis and realized it was almost indistinguishable from my own in size and shape, and in the dark, I could almost convince myself I was simply masturbating.

 

Her gentle urging continued, pulling my head down beside hers and then suddenly I feel his dick on my lips. I thought "oh what the hell, I'm the odd wheel in this group". and proceeded to play a bit, although not to completion, but certainly more than I would have ever guessed I would EVER do.

 

After that, things happened that caused a temporary rift in the relations between us and the other couple, although I believe it to be a temporary problem, we haven't seen that couple again, although we will again probably.

 

I've already decided "in for a dime, in for a dollar".

 

So, if/when we get together with them again, I have no doubt where it's going, and I'm both, a bit excited, and also thinking about the values (read that as JUDGEMENTS) I've had over the years.

 

With that said, after the deed, I may think, "ok, that's not for me", or I may think, "hmm, I wonder why I was so set in my own judgements that I've never even entertained the possibilities". I too have always been that "no way in hell" mode. Now it's more like "right time, right place, right people."

 

Go for it, enjoy and forget the demons in the back of your mind. Good luck.!

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Thanks man. I'm not sure if it'll ever happen. I don't have anything against bisexuals or gays, but It has never been my thing. We'd definitely have to discuss it with the other couples and see how they feel about it. I told my wife that I'm open to discussing it. Baby steps I guess. We're having one of the couples over this weekend and my wife said she'll bring it up.

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I've never been interested in men and I've explained that to her. She tells me she'd never been interested in women either, but did it to fulfill my fantasy.

 

One thing that I'm concerned about is how much you two balance the "fulfilling each other's fantasies" with how comfortable the person is in actually performing that fantasy. This is only something that you two can communicate and know about each other. Perhaps she was just as excited as you to explore playing with another woman. Or perhaps she detested the thought but went through with it to make you happy. Or perhaps a varying degree of this and that to place her in the middle of those scenarios. If she was only doing it to make you happy, was there pressure to do so? Or it could be possible that she was interested in exploring her sexuality, had her epiphany and now wants you to explore your own sexuality, for what ever reason.

 

I'm all for exploring sexuality but only when the person exploring it is comfortable and ready to take that step. In my humble opinion, I think the two of you need to discuss this more. I also think that you might want to consider doing some introspecting to see if your wife was truly exploring on her own accord or if she was doing so under some prodding. If you stay around long enough, you'll see many members say, "Some fantasies are best left as fantasies."

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Great point sunbuckus. I'll have to discuss it more with her if she felt any prodding for me. Of course I was excited about it but I really can't remember pressuring her to do anything. She did mention wanting to be open with her sexuality so I'm thinking being with another woman falls into that category. I've realized today that one of my concerns about having sexual interaction with another man (whatever that may be) is how I would feel about myself afterwards. Will that change who I am? Would that make me bi or something? I don't know. My wife and I are going to talk about this some more this evening. I'll keep you all posted.

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Don't look at it as a life changing event. You'll either find it interesting or not. Haven't you ever been so horny that you had sex with a gal you normally wouldn't have? If so, you know how, after you ejaculate, you wonder why you did it and just don't do it again. Hey, it's about the same thing with playing with another guy. But, who knows, you may want to do it again.

 

I would suggest though that you talk your wife into making it part of a threesome. You said that you enjoyed watching her with other women, well, do you also enjoy watching her with other men? If so, there's nothing hotter than a close-up view.

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I have that fantasy too, however I don't think ANYONE should do something JUST because it's someone else's fantasy. The question is WHY did she play with another woman? Was it strictly to fulfill your fantasy? If so, then honestly I have to say that's on HER. She made that choice. Now, if you were pressuring and pressuring her until she felt like she had to just do it there may be more to it. Unfortunately, we don't know your situation well enough to make that call. So, I'll just go with NO ONE should ever do something just to make someone else happy, especially if it's something they aren't comfortable with.

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LOL! Thanks ViSexual. Great point! Yes I have had sex with a few women I wouldn't normally have sex with. What can I say? Men are dogs. :-) But I hear you. Thinking about it that way puts a different spin on things in my own head.

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Thanks JustAskJulie. You're absolutely right. I'm trying to think back at our conversations to see if I indeed indirectly coerced her into doing it. I definitely didn't do it intentionally, but I know phrases like "it's every guy's fantasy" and "women do it all the time" may have been manipulative. I'll have to find out from her if she felt that way. I'll keep you posted.

 

And thanks again to all of you that have chimed in. I welcome more input so please keep them coming.

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Everyone....every couple who decides to open their relationship sexually and indulge in playfulness does it for their own individual reasons so assuming to know someone's reason(s) for doing it is a waste of mental energy. I just know that for us, encounters with others are part of us loving and caring for each other. We both love the touch and feel and the excitement of new lovers but, in the end, it all comes back to us and our relationship. We are both not only open to stretching our boundaries based on the fantasies and desires of each other, we seem to thrive on it. Whether your wife explored her sexuality with another woman solely for your benefit because she loves you and wants to please you or whether it was to fulfill her own curiosities albeit at your request seems to be unimportant. You asked and she did. Now she's ask and considering there can't possibly be any harm outside of your own comfort level my question would be, "Why not?".

 

I can tell you this, giving and receiving pleasure from another guy WILL NOT turn you gay or even bi. Whatever you choose to do with him (how much you choose to do) will be something you did not who you are. The two of you have sex with others but I'm betting that hasn't made either of you adulterers. Your wife has had sex with another woman but I'm betting that HAS NOT turned her irreversibly gay. Sadly most guys have been taught that even looking at another guy's cock aside from watching a porno makes them gay. What utter nonsense. Based on what I've read in your posts your wife loves you and respects you and she'll still love and respect you after you make her fantasy a reality only she'll probably appreciate you even more and feel safe and confident in the knowledge you love and trust her enough to step out of your comfort zone to please her.

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Whether your wife explored her sexuality with another woman solely for your benefit because she loves you and wants to please you or whether it was to fulfill her own curiosities albeit at your request seems to be unimportant.

 

I have to respectfully disagree. It is important because if she felt forced, it could lead to a reason why she is asking for M/M play. This is why communication is very important. One shouldn't assume or think that they know what is going on in their partner's head. They should know by asking and having clear, honest communication. If she didn't feel coerced then perhaps it really is a fantasy or a desire for her husband to expand his sexual horizons. Which ever way that it is, more communication should be had between the husband and wife. There has to be a loving respect between partners to accept that even though they have a certain fantasy that involves their significant other, it may never happen because of their partner's comfort zone or willingness. Would you feel the same way if one partner wanted to engage in scat play while the other didn't? Besides, the reality of a fantasy can only truly be satisfying for everyone involved if everyone is open and willing to go there. Pushing one partner to do something that they aren't comfortable with will more than likely result in a disastrous experience.

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LOL. "Scat play."

 

I had a long discussion with my wife earlier today and she came to the conclusion that she didn't feel forced at all, but that my comments about how women do it all the time and what a big fantasy it is for men is the reason she decided to give it a try. That was manipulative on my part, although I didn't see it at the time. However, she said she enjoyed expanding her sexual boundaries and encouraged me to do the same and that sex with another woman was simply sexual fun. We had a date night tonight with another couple that I feel very comfortable with sexually. Before we started anything sexual we had a discussion with the couple about my wife's fantasy. They didn't even flinch as my wife described what she wanted to see. Both of them were open to the idea, which made me a little more at ease. We had a lot of fun, but as far as he and I got was mutual hand jobs. It wasn't all that bad and after we came we just laughed. We are going over to their place tomorrow. I'm a little more OK with taking it a little further. Stay tuned...

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I just want to be clear...what exactly is her fantasy in terms of seeing you with another man? is it full intercourse? would a bj satisfy her fantasy? or a handjob? The reason I ask is that my husband and I belong to a club where both male and female are bi's. Frequently there are husbands who are simply bi-curious. And many times, in the middle of sex, they have no problems giving a handjob to another guy even though they were apprehensive at first, quite like what junglecouple described. I agree with what Sunbuckus said, but reading your first post and the last, it seems you thought you definitely would not do anything sexual with a guy but you weren't as uncomfortable as you initially thought when you and he got the handjobs. So I am thinking if there is a middle ground where it would open you up a bit, assuming you are ok with it, and satisfying her fantasy at the same time.

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I have been a straight male forever. We started swinging late in life. We have had many couples encounters and one evening we saw the husband of one of those couples. The wife was away and fast forwarding the three of us ended up at his home. Not a problem. My wife has always enjoyed the mfm fantasy. As the evening progressed my wife encouraged us to enjoy each other. She took my hand and lead my down the path to my first bi experience. It happened quickly and I didn't give it much thought. She just sat back and pleasured herself as she watched. Afterwards I gave it no thought and my wife said it was a tremendous turn on for her. I still don't consider myself bi.... But not sure I would pass it up if it happened again. The other guy was comfortable with what happened and his wife has kiddingly told us she was jealous because she missed the fun. Best advice is to follow your instincts.

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On one hand I have to consider fairness to my wife. On the other hand this is uncharted territory. In the few conversations we've had about it my answer has been "no way." But now I'm asking myself, "would it really be such a bad thing?" Any advice from experienced swingers would be very welcome.

 

This is one of those things you can't really count on other people to help you out on. There are places I wouldn't go sexually, even if a partner wanted me to badly, and others I would do for their sake. You need to decide if this is a place YOU are willing to go for them.

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I have been a straight male forever. We started swinging late in life. We have had many couples encounters and one evening we saw the husband of one of those couples. The wife was away and fast forwarding the three of us ended up at his home. Not a problem. My wife has always enjoyed the mfm fantasy. As the evening progressed my wife encouraged us to enjoy each other. She took my hand and lead my down the path to my first bi experience. It happened quickly and I didn't give it much thought. She just sat back and pleasured herself as she watched. Afterwards I gave it no thought and my wife said it was a tremendous turn on for her. I still don't consider myself bi.... But not sure I would pass it up if it happened again. The other guy was comfortable with what happened and his wife has kiddingly told us she was jealous because she missed the fun. Best advice is to follow your instincts.

 

Jobillie, If I read this right your wife enjoyed the experience, the husband of a couple the two of you had sex with in the past enjoyed it, AND, by your account, you enjoyed it too. Again, if I read this correctly, it seems that the only issue you are challenged with is over which title you'll allow society at large to hang around your neck. Not to make light of your concern because I know it is very real but, if you sat in a garage, would that make you a car; if you climbed a tree, would that make you a monkey?

 

I didn't read that after the encounter you now find yourself checking out a guy's ass when you pass in the mall or thinking about how hot it would be to kiss him. You and your wife enjoyed it when you behaved for a short period of time LIKE a bisexual. If you pic up a toy gun and chase a kid around the house yelling for him to stop in the name of the law you are acting like a police officer for a short period of time. I think we call that play not a change of identity. My recommendation is, if you and your wife enjoyed the time you played like a bisexual for a short period of time, do it again, enjoy the hell out of it, and forget about what you were taught all your life is and is not acceptable behavior.

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Great point love2playwithu69. That was the conclusion I came through discussing this with my wife. After we had our handjob experience both us guys were comfortable enough with ourselves to laugh at it. He and I indirectly said we'd be open to exploring more in a "let's just see where it leads" manner. The next time the couple came over we did our usual wife swapping on our bed and our wives began kissing each other, which eventually lead to them two in a 69. The husband and I looked glanced at each other and shrugged and then went down on me. I returned the favor, but I had to admit, having a penis in my mouth was an odd experience. Not bad, just odd. We ended up in 69 for a while and my wife was loving it. After we were done I didn't give it any more thought. I don't feel that I'm a bisexual now. I just feel like I had a bisexual experience. And the "taboo" (for lack of a better word) part of it was a huge turn on for me. I don't know if it will go any further than blow jobs now, but I didn't think it would ever get this far to begin with...so you never know. I'll let y'all know it it does.

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LOL. "Scat play."

 

I had a long discussion with my wife earlier today and she came to the conclusion that she didn't feel forced at all, but that my comments about how women do it all the time and what a big fantasy it is for men is the reason she decided to give it a try. That was manipulative on my part, although I didn't see it at the time. However, she said she enjoyed expanding her sexual boundaries and encouraged me to do the same and that sex with another woman was simply sexual fun. We had a date night tonight with another couple that I feel very comfortable with sexually. Before we started anything sexual we had a discussion with the couple about my wife's fantasy. They didn't even flinch as my wife described what she wanted to see. Both of them were open to the idea, which made me a little more at ease. We had a lot of fun, but as far as he and I got was mutual hand jobs. It wasn't all that bad and after we came we just laughed. We are going over to their place tomorrow. I'm a little more OK with taking it a little further. Stay tuned...

Thank you for saying this.

 

This is exactly what I thought when I first read it, I think I was too chicken to take it in that direction. From the beginning, I read “doing it to fulfill my fantasies” as doing it to explore.

 

I simply transposed our experiences into your information, and we have done a lot of things at each others request, and even if it turns out less than what the other had hoped for, it was done in the name of exploration.

 

That is how so many of these things we thought would be hot turn out as “meh” and even more common, is seeing the things we never expected or thought of to be super hot!:)

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Dear lov2play,

I think we are on the same page. For me the experience was no big deal. I have always believed sexuality is very fluid and opportunistic driven. I enjoyed the whole experience and it was a huge turn on knowing my wife was loving it. I grew up rather conservatively and ten years I never thought I would be into the lifestyle. I feel the whole experience is part of life's journey. No labels, no remorse.

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My husband has always enjoyed "playing" with his cum or another guys cum after cumming in or on me. He loves "cleaning up" and I have told him it would be a turn on for me to actually watch him give another guy a blow job. My husband has, on a few occasions held another guys cock while I was moving up and down on it, he likes when his cock is directly in contact with another when I have them both in one hand, but he remains reluctant to actually put another guys cock into his mouth. Go Figure!

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Ha! Joaninia, I know the feeling. I finally put a guys cock in my mouth the second time we hooked up with a couple. First time was handjobs only. Sucking a cock isn't as bad as I though it would be, although the first time was awkward. The following time the flow was much easier because I wasn't hung up on it. I even let him cum in my mouth. I've come a long way in a month! LOL

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      "Sushhhhh baby, you are all right!" the woman cooed, "What is worrying you? You don't have to do any of this if you are afraid."
       
      Wendy snuggled against the comforting figure, put her face against the warm, feminine neck, and nuzzled her cheek, kissing it gently. Her hand moved without command to the woman's breast, and she felt the nipple harden as she caressed it gently. The shaking was easing now, and Wendy felt a little bolder. She turned the woman's face towards her, looked into her eyes, and moved forward slowly, anticipating a gentle and subtle kiss. The tongue was not stiff and probing like a man's but gentle, enticing, and exciting. Wendy's free hand moved down to the woman's belly and softly caressed the feminine rounded shape moving slowly downwards to find that sweetly perfumed garden where a secret lotus stem was waiting to be stroked.
       
      Hands caressed breasts and pussy. Now both girls turned on to each other. John watched, fascinated. He had never seen Wendy with another woman, and his cock raged hard inside his pants. As if in a dream, Wendy pushed the girl gently onto the pool table so her bottom was on edge. She bent down, opened her legs, put them on her shoulders, and snuggled her face between them, savoring the beautiful feminine smells and tastes. Gently opening up the inner lips with her tongue, finding her clit and teasing, teasing just off the edge, making her wait for the full pleasure. Female wetness was seeping all over Wendy's face as the girl was getting nearer and nearer to release.

      A few minutes passed, and the girl pushed Wendy off, got onto the table, and said, "Get up here with me. We can pleasure each other now!"

      Wendy climbed up, the shakes all gone now. Her pussy was soaking wet, and her breasts were tender with erect nipples and very sensitive. She lifted her skirt, revealing the stockings and suspenders without anything else. The two girls turned head to toe and started a frantic licking expedition to cunt heaven.

      Wendy felt a body get up behind her and present a long stiff penis to her backside. The man tried gently to insert it in her cunt where the girl was licking hard; it slipped in and thrust a few times. The girl firmly grassed it and slid it up the crack between her buttocks, tickling her anus with the end. Wendy's whole valley was wet and slippery. The long thin cock nudged open her arse and gently snaked into her bottom.

      Wendy's heart raced again; this was what she had dreamed of for months! What surprised her was that the cock inside her was giving almost more pleasure than having her pussy sucked. The combination was too great. A massive climax took over, and she nearly fainted with joy.

      As she fell over the edge into an abyss of pleasure, the man behind speeded up, grunted, and sank deep inside her, flooding her back passage with his fluids. Wendy opened her eyes and looked up at John, who stood open-mouthed, watching her antics. He had a girl on her knees sucking his rigid cock, but his eyes were transfixed on Wendy. She smiled, blew him a kiss, and licked her lips covered in pussy juice from the girl beneath her. John shuddered and spent down the girl's throat pumping his hips in time with his spurts.

      He gently pushed the girl to one side, staggered to Wendy with his pants down by his feet, and said, "Well, you are hot; I could not believe how sexy you are. I am so proud of you; better than my wildest dreams was that fantastic to watch."

      Wendy thought to herself, "Why did I panic? This is fantastic, better than the fantasies we have. This is real sex."
       
      A couple came up to them. The man smiled. "I am Tommy. This is Raquel, my wife. We just watched you and nearly came with you. Would you join us at the table for a foursome?"
       
      Wendy reached down and felt his cock inside his pants. It was semi-hard and big. She turned to John and Raquel, "Let's get together. We can play here or in one of the smaller rooms with a nice bed?"

      They entered the room together. Wendy pushed down her long skirt and flipped off her top. She was naked except for her stockings and suspenders. Raquel slipped out of her long ball gown, revealing a very firm 36's and a sweet little tight arse on top of a pair of legs to die for. She was near perfect. Tommy was muscular with a flat hard six-pack stomach and an erection starting to grow to full size as he gently stroked himself. John was naked in a flash, only half erect after his escapade down the other girl's throat. Wendy turned to Tommy, who scooped her up in his arms and carried her over to the king-sized bed, his erect cock bouncing up and down as he stepped forward. Raquel reached out for John, smiled softly, and whispered, "Come and play with me and let me get you hard again. We will watch them while I regenerate your erection."

      John looked down at her fair perfection, those soft curves all running down into the valley between her legs. A golden pussy fuzz glinted in the soft lights. He reached for her and pulled her towards him. A first gentle kiss, lips opened up, and tongues tenderly searched each other out, exploring each other. His hands held her back, then softly slid down over her buttocks, caressing that incredible apple shape of her bottom. She pulled him harder into her body.

      As Raquel responded to the stimuli, her hand slid down to feel his penis, which was gently growing back to a man-size stiffness. Their kisses became more ardent, and deeper tongues were now demanding, not exploring. Hands moved over her body.

      John broke off the long kiss and searched her neck with his lips and tongue. She shuddered, and he felt her open her legs and move into his body. She thrust her pubis against his leg and started to move up and down. He could feel the wetness spreading along his thigh. John had now reached her breast with his lips and was attacking her nipple, which was bone hard. Raquel started to pant and squirm harder against his leg.

      Suddenly Raquel broke away and fell back onto the bed beside Tommy and Wendy's entwined bodies. Raquel reached up, and John dived onto her, gently landing without his weight on her. Raquel squirmed around so she was head-to-toe with him, with her on her back. Raquel reached up and grasped his nearly hard cock. She slipped her mouth over the head as she pulled back his tight foreskin and started to suck him to total hardness.

      John's head was between her legs. His mouth opened up her secret garden exploring the sides and little creases. He could tell her clit was begging for attention, and he made her wait. He felt careful with his tongue and could feel the hardness and swelling around her clit, which was now erect like a mini penis. His tongue explored her depths and penetrated her cunt, where he would follow with his cock shortly. Raquel was getting agitated and frustrated. She wanted attention on her clit, so John moved his tongue down the crease between her legs out of her cunt and down to her anus. As it reached the little rosebud, she shuddered and thrust her hips against his face.

      Raquel was working hard on making his cock whole again and hard enough to get inside her to ease that burning desire. She threw him over onto his back, climbed on top, grasped his penis in her hand, aimed for her inner lips, and squatted down with a satisfied sigh. John tried to thrust up against her downstrokes, and they found a comfortable rhythm that would gently build to a glorious climax.

      Tommy knelt beside John and Raquel with Wendy's legs over his shoulders, thrusting energetically into her pussy. Wendy's bottom hardly touched the bed as his cock shuttled in and out of her dripping pussy. Raquel leaned over and kissed him hard on his mouth while her fingers searched for Wendy's cunt. Wendy pushed her hand out to John, grasped his face, and pulled it over for a kiss. As the four fucked into each other's partners, the respective partners smiled and kissed each other. Raquel started to whimper like a small cat. Her eyes rolled up as she reached her first climax, and her face distorted. A moan escaped her lips. "Fuck it harder! Fuck it, my cunt is exploding. Ohhhhhhhhh!"

      Raquel collapsed in a heap on top of John. He rolled her off and crawled around to the other two. Tommy rolled Wendy off him, and she got onto all fours. John hit her from the rear straight into her cunt, deep and hard. She thrust back to meet him harder and faster. Tommy went for the face and slid his cock deep into her mouth, making her gag a little, setting a fast pace that could never last. Tommy grunted and exploded semen down her throat, pumping and pumping till he was spurting on empty. Wendy cried out and shuddered and shuddered as she lost it in a huge one. John followed a few thrusts later. With a sigh and a deep thrust, he unloaded inside Wendy.

      The three untangled themselves. John lay on his side facing Tommy, and Raquel rested against him, her head using his hips as a pillow. Tommy and Wendy took up a similar position facing them. Wendy was fascinated with Tommy's penis, which had shrunk to a little wrinkled sausage. She played with it tenderly, remembering how hard and energetic it had just been. John was exploring Raquel's inner sanctuary in a lazy, tender way.

      Raquel got up, poured four glasses of wine from a bottle on the side table, and brought them to the bed. They all sipped and chatted quietly, enjoying the aftermath of the passion. Wendy could feel a slippery liquid seeping out between her legs. She reflected on how wonderful the party had started and how much better real sex in a group was than watching and fantasizing.

      Wendy said, "John, I need to use the bathroom. I will be back shortly. Will you wait here for me?"

      "Of course, darling," he smiled and added. "Come back when you are ready!" She laughed and left the room.

      Three girls and two men burst in a few minutes later, laughing and jostling each other. "Can we use the bed or join you if you haven't finished?" one girl asked. "Sure, get on and join us," John replied with a smile.

      Each girl selected a mate and sidled up to him as bodies entwined and hands were everywhere. The scene changed from relaxed, easy caresses to hot passion. John was having trouble getting hard again so soon after the last session. One of the two guys noticed and put his head in his lap, sucking gently on his cock. The girls watched with rapt interest. John froze for a second. This had never happened before. Then he relaxed as he thought to himself Wendy does this to me all the time. I go down on her. She won't mind, so what's the problem? John laid back and started enjoying a new experience.

      Wendy walked naked through the large room towards the lady's bathroom, passing groups and couples in all types of contortions. One threesome had a man on all fours, the girl on his back legs wrapped around the guy on top as he fucked vigorously. Her head was bobbing about like a broken rag doll. The whimpers coming from her showed she was in fuck heaven. Wendy passed them and smiled. She could not believe how many different positions were being displayed.

      In the bathroom, a girl was sitting on the side where the washbasins were, legs wide open, washing out the fluids that had been pumped into her. She licked her fingers and said, "Yummy, don't you just love that salty taste? I just got too full after a big gangbang. I had eight inside me, one after the other. Some of the greedy buggers came back for seconds and thirds." Wendy asked, "How long did you do it for?" The girl said, "About an hour and a half. I am a bit sore now and need a rest to recover after coming so many times."

      Wendy left the bathroom and wandered down a corridor from the large room. She heard sounds from a room; she stopped and looked in through the open door. Nine men were around this one girl who was being fucked from behind by one with another in her mouth, and a few were by her head. She had a cock in each hand, and the others were masturbating around her. The guy in her pussy speeded up and pulled out, rubbing himself furiously. He spurted all over her bottom. Another took his place and speared her without ceremony pushing in and out of her sweet little pussy. He inserted a finger up her bottom, and she wriggled and cried out, "Fuck my arse as well!"

      The men pulled out and rolled her over. One climbed underneath. She sat on his cock and lay on his chest. Another pulled her cheeks apart, stretching her anus slightly open. He rubbed semen that had seeped from her pussy around her dark hole to ease his passage and penetrated her slowly. The other guys were in her mouth, between her breasts, anywhere they could get.

      Wendy watched the action, fascinated. This was what she had dreamed of in every fantasy. One of the guys with nowhere to fuck noticed her standing by the door and came over and said, "Join us, lovely. We would love to satisfy your desires and fuck you senseless."

      Wendy entered the room as if in a dream; her fantasy had finally come true. Three guys remained with the girl. The other six moved over to Wendy. She lay on her back, waiting for it to happen. A man's body leaned over her, his cock hard and erect, probing her face as he bent over her and probed her cunt with his tongue. She grasped that beautiful cock and sucked it to absolute hardness. Hands over her breasts, tongues in ears and around her neck, hands now everywhere. Her body had become one large erogenous zone. The tongue in her pussy was replaced with a very large cock which started slowly and stepped up as the rhythm became one for both.

      For the next hour, Wendy felt cocks in all her parts, fluids being pumped and splashed. Each orgasm she experienced lifted her higher and higher until she lapsed into oblivion and was gently laid to rest, covered in semen and a little sore from the multiple entries. One vague recollection towards the end was of two cocks inside her pussy together, stretching her and giving her a final massive orgasm. Wendy drifted on the edge of exhaustion, languishing in the euphoria of her greatest fantasy, a gangbang. She lay there with semen dripping from her pussy, running down the crease between her legs. She fingered her anus softly, rubbing in the slippery cream to ease the soreness. She felt wonderful.

      After half an hour, she got up and returned to the room where she had left John. She passed Mistral, Tim, Greg, and Susan on the way, heading upstairs. As they passed her, they smiled at her sticky legs and body, and one said, "You sure have had some fun, huh, Wendy?"

      She arrived at the room and stepped inside. John was entwined with another girl, and a guy gently probed him while the girl tried to get him hard again. Wendy watched her man and smiled to herself. "Now he knows what it feels like to be fucked up the arse. Once used to the stretching, it is yummy."

      Wendy called him, "Honey, will you shower and sauna with me? I need to clean up a bit?"

      "OK, babe, let's get showered and find where Tim and Mistral are," John replied. "They did promise us a special time together, but I haven't seen them tonight."

      Mistral took John to one side the next day at work and said, "I know you both enjoyed your first swinging party; sorry we never got together. Would you both like to join Susan, Greg, Tim, and me the weekend after next at our place for just a casual dinner and some fun?"

      "Sure, we would not miss it!" John quickly replied. Mistral said, "Greg told me he saw Wendy walking past him in stockings and suspenders. He said she has a fabulous body, her cunt dripping down her legs, and he wants to fuck her after dinner. You can have Susan and me together if you fancy. It will be a hot night!" With a wide grin, John quickly shot back, "How about six all together in the sauna then?"
       
    • By Mistral Wind
      My husband, Tim, met a new prospective client the other day, and an hour appointment went on for another three hours. Then Tim returned to the office glowing with excitement. "Hey, Mistral, the new clients want the Full Monty and more from us!"
       
      A few days later, I met Greg and Susan and found we had an immediate relationship with them both. Glen is a "go-getter" who has enormous energy and vision. He had just acquired three more companies and ran a group of four on a wide area network that needed our services. The questions flowed thick and fast at the meeting: "Can you do xxx for us? What about these services? How about getting the VPN up?" A gem of all clients had been discovered by accident through a conversation with a friend who put us together.
       
      Greg is a tall, dark, very fit 45-year-old with boundless energy and a very sharp, intelligent mind with a wacky sense of humor. Susan is a Nicole Kidman look-alike, red blonde hair, 5'2", pert small breasts with really pink nipples, and the greatest tight little butt I have ever seen. Her hair was shoulder-length curly and shone like spun red gold. Some women you meet and like from day one. We liked the same food and wine and laughed about some of her office's young, horny, and frustrated studs.
       
      Within three weeks of working almost every day with them both, a very positive relationship had started between us. I began to feel that Susan might be bi. She often sat close, and when we were going through my graphic designs, she would sometimes run her hand down my arm or touch my face gently when asking her searching questions. Her being a client, I was always careful not to respond in a sexual way just in case I had misread her. As the working days passed, the banter became more friendly and frank.
       
      After a few dinners and lunches, we were invited to their place for a relaxing weekend after getting most of the projects specified and starting to build. Their income was high, so we expected a nice place when we drove up. It was spectacular!
       
      Greg had said, "Well, it's a small mansion, built about 1795, Robert Adam style." Greg's idea of small contained seven bedrooms, a covered heated pool with a Sauna and Jacuzzi, and the garden had the cutest little Japanese Bonsai tree garden with a beautiful love seat.
       
      When we arrived Friday late afternoon, we just had time to briefly chill out with them doing "the tour." We were shown many large elegant rooms alongside some small intimate settings that would suit a pair of lovers. We met Jonathon, Greg's 21-year-old son, who had just finished University and would take a year off to explore the world. Jon is into falconry in a big way and owns three Harris Hawks: Brody, Bandit, Blackthorn, and a Peregrine Falcon called Blade. I spent an hour chatting with Jon about his birds. I quickly realized the Harris Hawks were an intelligent community-minded group that would work together to hunt their prey.
       
      Later that evening, Jon left to go to London for the weekend to be with his girl. When he left, he kissed Susan (stepmother), and to my eye, it lingered just a little too long. I raised my eyebrow, and she frankly stated, "Well, he is beautiful and half of my husband, so why not enjoy a younger version as well? Greg is pretty relaxed about it."
       
      The air took on a sexual tension that made me feel a little uneasy as we made it a policy not to play with clients, and this has an overtone that could get difficult. Susan and I chilled out before dinner with a swim in the pool and a sauna to finish off. She dropped her bikini on the floor and sat naked in front of me, completely relaxed. Her legs rested on the opposite seat, slightly open, revealing a beautiful smooth snatch. Susan caught me looking and made a show of 'accidentally' allowing her legs to open even more. Watching her outer lips peel stickily apart, I was tempted to reach out and touch but remembered Tim's words: "Don't play with clients!" Susan seemed to sense my conundrum but seemed willing to let things ride where they were...for now.
       
      Dinner passed pleasantly with a couple of bottles of red French Merlot. We all chatted intimately, getting close and closer together. Greg announced an early start as Tim was invited to hunt with Blade the Peregrine while we girls chilled out and enjoyed the morning. About midday, Greg and Tim returned empty-handed Greg said, "We are taking the hawks out. Several wild rabbits are around, which would be great for dinner tonight; grilled rabbit with bacon and garlic is yummy!"
       
      Later the "hunters" returned with three rabbits for the table and a couple for the Harris Hawks. Tim was in awe of the birds and said: "Babe, you should see them hunt together. They would make great Marines. They are intelligent, work well together, and the kills are lightning-fast. No rabbit suffered."
       
      "Time for a shower and a rest before we set up tonight," Tim suggested. So we slipped upstairs to our room and showered together. The shower was only big enough to get both inside and had a flexible pipe with a variable spray head. The naughty schoolboy in Tim surfaced, and he turned the shower onto pulse and started to work my breasts and nipples with the jet. I slid my soapy hands down onto his cock and worked it hard. Tim moved the shower between my legs, and I opened up for him. The jet started to bombard my clit. This was too much too quick, and I said, "Pack it up. That hurts."
       
      Tim settled down onto his knees and softly kissed her better. She responded quickly, and I pushed his face deeper into my crotch. The outer lips were gently opened, and his tongue probed for the inner lips teasing around my clit. I got impatient and rocked my hips into his face forcing his tongue onto my clit, demanding his attention. My legs spread apart of their own accord, and a hand crept around, caressing my bottom and making the cleft tingle with anticipation. As my pussy heated up and the waves started to build, that other hand was around my anus, caressing and probing the pink rosebud.
       
      As the first waves started to run through my body, a finger tickled and slid inside my arse. The orgasm exploding inside me was made more magnificent by the probing finger. The finger working deep in my bowel was enough to hit my "G" spot from the other passage. As I came down from the first shudders, the jet spray added its contribution, and I nearly passed out with pleasure. That brought on a multiple, and it kept coming and coming until I slumped against him.
       
      Tim dried me off, picked me up, and gently laid me on the bed. He dried himself and leaned over me. His cock was still hard. I lazily reached up, pulled him into my mouth, and sucked and sucked, working around the helmet just under the rim. He did not take long as he wanted a cum as much as the sucking. It exploded into my mouth, and I slurped it down, leaving about half on my tongue. Tim collapsed on the bed beside me, and we kissed, sharing the salty fluid he had deposited. "You minx! You are supposed to swallow that!" teased Tim. I shot back: "You know it turns you on tasting semen, so stop complaining."
       
      We both drifted into a deep sleep for a couple of hours. The house is very warm, so I put on a floaty dress and a white silk thong with a diamante glitter buckle at the back when I dressed. Tim smiled and said, "Babe, that does show off your bottom beautifully. I am enjoying their company. Susan has a great mind and body. What do you think of Greg?"
       
      Dodging his question, I asked my own. "Would you want to be inside Susan's pussy?" I asked, "Does she have fuckability?"
       
      "Oh yes, and more. But remember, this is not a swinging party; these are clients. We must be careful; a wrong move could mess things up big time."
       
      "Susan sort of hit on me in the sauna by 'accidentally' showing me her pussy," I admitted. "It's smooth and beautiful, and I could tell she was very wet."
       
      "Interesting," Tim said, "but it doesn't change the fact they are clients. Let's enjoy dinner. Come on; it must be time to go on down." I could tell, though, that my admission had hit home with Tim, and his stomach wouldn't be the only thing on his mind at dinner.
       
      The rabbit was fabulous, and we slowly munched our way through the various courses. Coffee and brandy followed, and we retreated into a smaller intimate family room with sofas, large seats, scattered cushions on the floor, and a big fireplace with a bright fire in the grate. Susan found a DVD, "Eyes Wide Shut," with Nicole Kidman and Tom Cruise. Tim commented, "You look just like her, Susan."
       
      "She is a fine woman," Susan agreed. "I wish I had her bottom and her breasts. Watch the first scenes, and you get to see all of her. She is beautiful!"
       
      The film was remarkable, and we all watched it enthralled during the sex party scene in the large country house. The men in masks and long dark cloaks, women in cloaks, and other women wearing just about nothing. Couples fucking all over the furniture, and one girl was being done resting on the back of another man. A girl in the corner was being fucked doggy on a coffee table. I started to get wet. The film was deep, and the sex was great, although never construed as a porn film, much too delicate for that category. My pussy was alive, so I couldn't wait to get Tim back upstairs later. The movie finished, and Susan said, "That was the hot scene at the party. Wouldn't you love to join in and be one of them!"
       
      A careful silence was followed by Tim and me, which gained the retort from Susan. "You are swingers, aren't you? Otherwise, you would have said something about not sharing your wife!" I giggled, and Tim finally uncomfortably said: "Well, it takes all kinds of people with different attitudes to sex to make the world go around."
       
      Susan got up and walked out of the room. After a few minutes, she returned with a small basket of condoms and a collection of exciting toys. Susan smiled at me and said, "Mistral, let's give the boys a show. Then I will fuck Tim to a standstill as long as you are OK about it and want Greg!"
       
      "OK. I want to fuck Greg as much as he wants me. Same for you and Tim," was my husky reply. Suddenly, all the rules had gone out the window. Susan smiled and shrugged off her long dress, sliding it down to the floor, and she had nothing underneath. I got up and selected a toy from the basket, a rabbit dildo. I stepped out of my dress and knelt in front of Susan. She opened up her legs, and I switched on the vibrator, slid a finger inside a very wet slippery pussy, and pressed the toy to her clit.
       
      "My, we have been thinking rude thoughts this evening, hmmm?" I chided her. Susan said, "Well, the DVD certainly opened up the conversation. I tried to interest you in the sauna, and I saw the fuck-me look in your eyes but then got ignored. How come?"
       
      I ignored the question. "Get on the cushions. I want to open you right up and explore," I commanded. I worked slowly down Susan's body, tonguing every crevice. At the same time, the vibrator was held against her pussy without really trying to get inside. She rolled over onto her back, pulled me on top, slid off my thong, and peeled apart the lips of a very wet Mistral pussy. She arched her back to get her head between my legs, then slowly worked her tongue around my clit, just missing the most sensitive part: teasing, teasing! My head was between her legs sucking hard on her cunt, the vibrator discarded alongside us.
       
      Susan tasted and smelt divine, a cunt to die for, and we gently and slowly worked each other to a beautiful girly climax. I slid her clit between my lips and sucked gently, giving it all the attention it could take. Her bottom started to thrash about, and a muffled cry came from her as she exploded and released a dribble of pussy juice onto my face. Strong hands lifted us apart, and Greg sat me down on his lap, legs facing him. He kissed me gently, opened my mouth with his tongue, and started to probe my soul with his penetrating tongue. When those two had shed their clothes, I don't know!
       
      What I wanted was getting harder under my thigh and starting to poke up between my legs. My hand reached down and stroked the elegant cock, trying so hard to get inside me. Greg put on a condom and was ready for me. A thrust up then down onto it, and he was inside. I could not wait and would not wait. My hips thrust madly at him, exploring his cock and filling myself with pleasure. It must have only taken me 30 seconds to hit the first orgasm, and Greg was getting faster and faster until he exploded.
       
      We kissed and looked over at Tim and Susan. They were in a 69 with Susan sucking Tim hard and working her two fingers inside his anus. His balls tightened, and he emptied himself inside her mouth. She got up, came over, and kissed me deeply, sharing the contents of her mouth with me. Susan returned to Tim and started gently sucking him back to hardness again. Greg was working my bottom with his tongue, firm strokes working into the most private and sensitive area a woman has. I pulled him up and kissed him deeply, and again he shared the semen from Susan's mouth.
       
      Greg smiled and said, "OK, we all shared Tim. Would he enjoy sucking me?" I was a little unsure how Tim would react. Susan said, "He can't talk right now since his mouth is full of my pussy."
       
      Greg lifted me off him and walked over to the other two, kissed Susan, and then leaned over and lightly bit Tim's nipple, who, for a straight guy, relaxed and did nothing. Greg slowly worked down his body and started to get near his groin. Susan got up and thrust her pussy back into his face. Tim hungrily lapped at her while Greg took Tim's cock into his mouth.
       
      Tim started to push his hips at Greg, who was working the sensitive spots on his cock with expert reverence. I had never seen Tim with a man before, and it fascinated me to see how he responded to a man's attention. Tim gently pulled Greg around so they were 69 together and opened his mouth to get Greg's cock down his throat.
       
      Susan had slid behind me and worked one of the toys into my pussy. A little finger was up my arse, and the big rabbit worked magic inside me. I watched, fascinated, while the two men ground their cocks into each other's mouths, sucking and mouth fucking together. I could reach Greg's anus from where I was crouching, and I slid a finger inside, feeling for his prostate. I found the firm nut I was after and massaged it, bringing him to a rapid spunk explosion. When he started, I worked the prostate harder, milking the orgasm to its absolute. Tim was greedily swallowing all that Greg could deliver. Tim's hips began to shudder as he succumbed to Greg's tongue and spurted his load down his throat.
       
      The guys then got up and came over and kissed us. Greg pushed a quantity of spunk down my throat while Tim probed Susan's mouth. For the rest of the night, we moved upstairs to a large bedroom with a king-sized double that could sleep six without trouble. We swapped, we fucked, we cuddled and rested, then swapped, fucked, and cuddled some more, eventually falling asleep around 5 a.m.
       
      I awoke around 7:00, needing a drink. As no one else was around, I walked naked downstairs to get some orange juice. Halfway down the stairs, Jon appeared with a smile and a naked girlfriend beside him. "Hello, we returned late last night and realized you guys were having fun."
       
      Penny, Jon's girlfriend, said, "Come into this room. We had a camera in the large bedroom and watched you all together. What a turn-on!"
       
      I followed them in with dread, not knowing what to expect. Jon said, "Don't look so worried. We enjoyed the performance and wanted to share some of it with you."
       
      As I looked at the display, the threesome on the screen was waking up, and Susan was fondling both men. Penny said, "I often watch Greg and Susan's swinging parties here, and we fuck like bunnies while we watch. I enjoyed a threesome with Jon and his stepmother. What was Greg like? I haven't had him yet?" I just stood there, mouth open in shock, unable to speak.
       
      Jon pushed me gently onto the bed and started caressing my body while Penny approached the other side. Jon gently sucked my nipples while Penny's tongue delicately explored my womanhood. "We want to fuck you properly, Mistral, but I know your pussy must be sore from last night, so we'll stick with our tongues this time, OK?"
       
      After a few minutes of light sex, Penny said, "We better slip away quietly as we are not supposed to be here. Are you two coming to next weekend's party?" The feeling of this beautiful young feminine creature's tongue still fresh on my mind, I shot back, "You bet. If we are invited."
       
      "Oh, I expect you shall be," Penny smiled. She gazed into my eyes, dropped her hand between her legs, and worked a finger deep into herself. "Until next time...," she said, trailing her finger, wet with her secretions and Jon's cum, stickily across my cheek before resting it on my lips. An invitation which I readily obliged by opening my mouth. Her long finger worked around my tongue, gifting me the taste of her and her lover.
       
      I slipped upstairs and joined the frolicking three on the bed for more and more of what my body desired. Eventually, we fell asleep again and woke around 3 p.m. feeling completely satisfied and sexually drained. A shower and a good cleanup refreshed my body and spirit. Tim and I were due to leave soon, and Susan came to me and said, "You must come to our next weekend party. Please say yes. If you like, bring some friends that will enjoy what you two have this weekend. There is so much more I want to do with you and Tim. We have had a fantastic time."

      On the way home, Tim said solemnly: "You realize that the weekend could have gone dreadfully wrong if it was a trap. We were caught out, well nearly!"

      The following weekend swinger party is another edition of this story…
    • By bbarnsworth
      I happened across this study today, and it had some very interesting outcomes. The whole study bears reading. To tease you into reading it; "When asked whether they’d ever had various types of multipartner fantasies, just 5% of men and 13% of women had never done so" I.e., 95% of men and 87% of women in the 4k+ member study reported having fantasized about multipartner sexual relations. Wow! I expected it to be above 50%, but not that high.
       
      More reading at: https://sexualhealthalliance.com/justin-lehmiller-science-of-fantasy
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