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His Birthday, Her BBC


miamimark

My birthday was that weekend and things had calmed down from the festivities and get-togethers with friends. It wasn’t any different than previous years and I didn’t expect it to be. After a long week of cleaning up and getting back to reality, Cindy and I decided to stay home for the weekend. We ended up catching up on house chores and the little things that never seem to get done. Friday night, Cindy handed me my honey-do-list of things to buy and errands to do that evening. On the way out, she handed me a belated birthday card and told me not to open it until I received a page from her on my beeper {yes … this was a while ago}. And with that, off I went shopping.

 

A couple of hours later, almost being done with my list, I was in the drive through line of Taco Bell. I figured I’d take some food back to the house so we could just watch TV and eat. As I was pulling up to the window, my pager went off and a jolt of excitement ran through me. Throughout the shopping and errands, I had actually forgotten about the card. I took the card out of the envelope and, as I opened it, a Polaroid photograph slipped out and landed on my lap upside down. I turned the picture over and my jaw nearly hit the ground. There, in full color, was a torso shot of my wife. From breasts to knees … but that wasn’t the half of it. She was completely shaved. For the longest time I had tried to convince her into shaving herself just for once … and I guess she decided to make it my birthday present.

 

I quickly pulled out of the drive through and pulled aside to read the card. This is what is read: “Happy Birthday. By the time you read this card, Rick will be enjoying this. Take your time!!!” No sooner had I finished the card, I was racing home and disregarded my last two errands. I knew that Rick was probably already there and I couldn’t help but wonder how long they were together and what they were doing. All I knew was that I had to be there.

 

Pulling into the driveway, I saw that Rick’s SUV was already there. Softly closing my car door, I approached the front entrance and put my ear against the door. All I heard was the television and some distant conversation, but I waited a few of minutes out of curiosity and hoping I could hear what they were saying. The TV was too loud and I decided to make my entrance. Sitting on my favorite leather captain’s chair was Rick between Cindy’s legs. He was leaning back on her towards one side with his eyes closed as she had one hand in his shorts, handling his cock in short strokes. His shirt and shoes were already on the floor and had apparently been here for a while. I glanced over to the television set and noticed they were watching some MAX HARDCORE porn DVDs. I had never seen them before until that moment but knew that they were Rick’s. On the screen was a guy sitting over a girl and ramming his cock as far into her throat as he could while she was gagging and her eyes were tearing up. While Cindy and Rick were making plans for my birthday surprise, she had asked him to bring some videos since we didn’t own any.

 

Looking back at the two of them, I realized Cindy was wearing a black leather jacket with metal studs. Underneath, she wore a black, strapless bra, matching lace panties and a garter belt with stockings. For this evening, she wanted to be the dominatrix {as best she could}. She smiled at me and blew me a kiss. Then she looked back down at Rick’s cock and focused on her technique. As I too focused, I noticed she was squeezing the tip of his head and working her way down to his balls and then back up. I decided to not wait too long before they really got it started to run and get my camcorder. By now Cindy was used to my desire to videotape these sessions and then watch them with her later on. I actually caught her masturbating to the videos once.

 

As I got the camera setup and plugged in, Cindy asked Rick to stand up and sit on the floor. Then she walked around him accentuating her moves with her hips in an extremely sultry and seductive manner. She laid down in front of Rick and handed him a chocolate Hershey syrup bottle she had next to the sofa. She explained to him that he had to pour it on her body but only where he wanted to lick it off … and he HAD to lick it all off. She asked me to unhook her bra and then remove her panties. There she was, wearing nothing but stockings and a garter belt.

 

Rick took the bottle and began to let the syrup drip on her nipples and around her breasts. The chocolate outline followed her curves, filling her belly button and then continuing down over the garter belt and covering her thighs. Then Rick let the syrup completely cover her shaved pussy. Rick was in a hurry to eat the chocolate and Cindy would stop him and tell him he was misbehaving and would have to start over if he rushed. As he licked every drop of chocolate off her breasts, I was mesmerized by the contrast of creamy white skin and the dark smooth chocolate. He made sure you could see her soft pink nipples when he was down and then continued down her stomach. One of his hands kept rolling her nipple between his fingers as she let out soft whimpers of excitement. By the time he was done with her legs and feet, she opened her legs and told him to not miss a single drop … and he didn’t.

 

As he ate her out, she had her hands pushing his head deeper into her crotch to the point where I heard Rick gasp for air. She kept him there until she had a complete orgasm. Rick stood up and took off his shorts and quickly went down on the floor, positioning himself to fuck her when she stopped him and told him she wasn’t ready yet. Rick was getting anxious and she had him wrapped up around her finger. As the video camera recorded everything I sat on the sofa and stroked myself, enjoying the best present I had ever received. Cindy stood up and pushed Rick off of her and told him to sit against the sofa. She walked into the bedroom and a minute later came out with a tape and put it in the VCR. She changed the station and pressed play. Then she walked over to Rick and knelt in front of him making sure to grip his cock and pull on it and then push down with all her force. Rick’s face was slightly distorted in pain but he didn’t make a sound.

 

As she played rough with his cock she looked at me on the other end of the sofa and said her and Rick had made the tape for me on the previous Saturday and Sunday while I was at a local conference. Then she looked at Rick and said, but he promised me that he would do whatever I wanted tonight if I promised to do the tape how he wanted. “This is my payback”, she said and laughed. I was torn between watching them and watching the TV. Cindy sprawled herself on the floor in front of Rick and began to lick his cock slowly from the base to the tip. I knew she was going to take her time so I focused my attention for now on the video. Meanwhile, Rick had his head leaning on sofa, one hand on her shoulder and his eyes shut tightly.

 

On the TV was footage of a park … the one across the street from our house. It is a very large park with acres of paths, trees, and plants. Rick was holding the camera as Cindy walked in front of him in her little yellow dress with six large buttons on the front. He videotaped her as she walked through between the four baseball fields {all of them crowded with people}. Once in a while, when they were in a secluded spot, she would lift up the back of her skirt exposing her bare ass or turn around and pull apart the top two buttons to expose her pink nipples. The camera wasn’t very steady and he would turn it on only when Cindy was going to do something and then he would turn it off.

 

This went of for about 20 minutes and then they went to a different part of the park, an area that had a lake and several small trails into the underbrush and trees. I was pretty sure I knew what was going to happen but the anticipation was consuming me.They went into a trail and when the camera was turned back on, Cindy was completely naked with her dress and sandals set on the side of the trail. She was lying down on the grass playing with herself, and Rick would give her commands on how he wanted her to finger herself and touch her tits. Then he told her to come over to him on her knees and give him a blowjob. I think she was really getting off on being told what to do and I was sure this is what she meant when she said “my payback” and I loved it. Rick pointed the camera down and Cindy unbuckled his jeans and pulled them down far enough so his cock sprung out them. Then she took it into her mouth and Rick videotaped the entire blow job, including coming on her face, another first. She waited for the camera to be turned off and used his shirt to quickly wipe it off. Not her thing. At that moment I realized that I had created a monster.

 

When this whole thing started my wife would get offended if the topic ever came up. And even the night we first started to explore the possibility, her insecurity was visible with all her boundaries and constant reassurances that it would only happen one time. Now, after the last time with Chris, she was coordinating the scenarios with my best friend and I couldn’t believe it. And most incredible was the fact she wanted to impress Rick since everyone knew he was popular with the ladies and had lots of girls sleep in his bed. Somehow, she always wanted to make sure he was satisfied and kept asking me what he said about her and what he liked. I looked back at the two of them and there she was, still swallowing his entire shaft and playing with his balls, while he leaned back and enjoyed the moment.

 

Rick tapped her on the head {his signal for blowing his load} and she stopped and stood up. Rick looked up at her inquisitively and asked why she had stopped. She put her finger to her mouth and left back to the bedroom. Rick and I made a few comments about how crazy all of this was. I had asked when he made all the plans and he informed me that it was my wife that called him last week and made the plans. I was shocked, “She planned all of this?”. “Yep!” Rick replied.

 

Ten minutes later Cindy came of the room wearing a satin dress {which resembled more of a night gown or slip}. But I knew it was a dress since she was wearing her black high heel shoes which matched the stocking and dress. She looked at Rick and me and told us to hurry up and get dressed, “We are going out dancing.” I let Rick borrow some of my clothes and when we were ready, we jumped in the car and Cindy drove. She told us that tonight she was going to celebrate my birthday by fulfilling her fantasy … at which point I had no clue what she was referring to. I kept trying to ask questions and she kept hushing me.

 

I noticed we were driving down south into Cutler Ridge {which was a poorer part of town}. And after a few back roads where I had never been before, we pulled up at a small building with a few neon signs and the words, BAR – POOL flashing. I looked at her and was about to ask how she even knew about this place and she read my mind. “A co-worker told me about this place,” she said to me. “He said it was usually packed and very lively”. Rick also looked at me like he had no clue what was going on but all the cars did confirm it was pretty packed.

 

As we walked to the door I realized that the three of us were about the only white people in line except for a handful of guys at the front. Once we got inside I could hardly see anything. There were very few dimly lit lights on the walls and the neon lights of the bar. After a little persuasion we pushed our way to the bar and ordered some beers. The music was hip-hop and almost everyone was dancing, even if they were nowhere near the dance floor. As I glanced around I noticed that the ratio was 4 to 1 in favor of women. When Cindy sat up on the stool, her dress fell above her knees and her very white legs reflected what little light there was, but you could see the solid calves and tight skin tone of her magnificent legs {yes, I am biased}. She leaned into Rick and me and told us to go somewhere else and not to come to her until she was ready to leave. “Yeah, right!” I said and she looked at Rick and told him that he had to keep me away because he promised to do anything she wanted tonight.

 

Rick started to walk away but I wasn’t going anywhere. I had no idea what she was going to do but this was one place I did not feel safe and my wife was not the most street wise woman around and I was concerned. She reminded me that it was me who had once told her about my fantasy to watch her dance with other men sensually and at that moment she told me it was her fantasy to be with black man. I pretty much spit out my beer. Then she told me this was as close as she was ever going to get and she knew a few of the guys who worked at the hospital would be here tonight. Against my better judgment I proceeded to follow Rick and we sat a small table by the entrance, in the corner. I watched as men would walk by her and practically fuck her with their eyes. Some guys would pull up to the bar right next to her and push up against her with their groin pressing against her legs. It was obvious and no one was trying to be discreet about it.

 

About 40 minutes into the evening, a few of guys walked up to her and she gave them a hug and a kiss on the cheek. These were obviously the guys she know from work. She never hung out with them before but they always exchanged hellos and goodbyes, and they always stared at her {and she knew it}. They all ordered beers and got her one too. After their second beer, two of them took her to the dance floor which was incredibly packed. The third guy stayed at the bar and kept drinking his beer. My eyes were glued seeing if anything was happening, but asides from holding her hand as they walked to the dance floor and occasionally leaning into each other to say a few words, nothing else happened. Then she walked back to the bar with one of them and the other one, I think, went to the bathroom.

 

My heart couldn’t stop beating so fast. She would go and dance with each of the guys, but I could see her attention was focused on one guy specifically. He was the tallest one of the three and was pretty built. Probably 6’2”, defined muscles, and could sure put back those beers. After about an hour, two of the guys took off and it was just the two of them. Although I couldn’t see anything, Cindy later told me he was asking about her husband {me} and she gave him some story about how she caught me with another woman and she was really upset. It wasn’t long after she said this to him that he stood next to her and put his hand on her bare knee as she smiled and kept talking. The next thing I saw was her turn around to face the bar and the guy moved a little closer to her, his back against the bar, slightly leaning into her and whispering in her ear. But it wasn’t whispering, he was actually kissing her ear. I couldn’t see it, but she told me he had his hand running up her thigh and under her dress up to her panty line.

 

Then they went to dance again. Once on the dance floor, I lost complete sight of her with the 40 or 50 people crowded around. I stood up and asked Rick to stay in case he saw her while I walked around to the other side hoping to spot her. Once I reached the bar I could see Cindy and the guy dancing towards the back of the floor where the lighting was even dimmer, if that was possible. Cindy had her back into the guy as his hands were coveting her entire body from neck to thighs. As the song got a little louder, he would turn her around and grind into her as his hands held onto her ass firmly. This was as close to public sex as you could possibly have and no one seemed to care much, most of the couples were pretty hot into each other and unless you were looking for it, the lights were too dim. You could at times see when he would reach up her dress from behind and get a feel.

 

After a few songs Cindy walked with him back to the bar and they talked. I had gone back with Rick to keep him company and tell him what I had seen, and he loved it. I on the other had was still nervous about the whole situation but I knew it was turning her on, so I was more than willing to let her have her fun. The guy finally took off and Cindy came over to us and told us that it was time to head back out. As I got into the drivers seat and drove off, she told us that she felt a little woozy from the alcohol and dancing and asked Rick if it was Ok to call it an early evening.

 

Rick hesitantly agreed and told her she owed him from leaving him with blue balls after stopping the blow job. She apologized and jumped into the back seat. Every once in a while I looked back and they were making out while she gave him a hand job, pretty much the entire ride home. Once we arrived back at our house, Rick followed us in and began to corner Cindy and lift her dress, but she stopped him and mentioned the fact she really was out of it and didn’t feel up to it. He tried a little more but finally realized she really wasn’t up for it. He picked up his clothes from earlier and gave her a kiss on the cheek telling her he hoped she felt better. Then he gave me a big hug and wished me a very happy birthday. I just grinned and said, “I think I just had it”.

 

Rick took off and Cindy and I picked up a few things around the living room from earlier, not to mention I had to clean up some of the Hershey syrup that had dripped on the rug. Cindy was going to take a shower and as she did I continued cleaning. She came out of the bathroom wearing her red lingerie baby doll dress made of lace that I had bought for her that Christmas, and had only seen once. It was amazing and you could just see the outline of her nipples and down below you could now see the bare pussy. She smiled and told me to make a couple of drinks and take a shower because my birthday wasn’t over yet. I told her I had thought she was sick but she giggled and told me it was just to get Rick to leave because she wanted to continue the night without him. I was sort of disappointed because, since it was my birthday, I would have rather Rick join in on the fun, but I wasn’t going to complain when I had such a feast waiting for me.

 

I ran to the kitchen and poured a couple glasses of Disarono {her favorite}. Then ran back to the bedroom to hand her a glass and proceeded to undress as I headed into the bathroom. As I showered I thought about what had happened that night. I was looking forward to having a long night my wife and asking her all the details of the movie they made and the guy she danced with. I jumped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around my waist, and leaped into bed where Cindy was laying on her side. As she smiled, I began to kiss her neck and work my way down her body slowly. I had her legs spread apart and began to lick the smooth mound, a shaved pussy was absolutely heaven. I asked her questions as I fingered her and licked around her thighs and she would answer in between her moans. She asked me if I was mad about the bar and I told her I was only nervous, but I enjoyed it. She told me it was amazing and then gave me the details of how the guy would finger her on the dance floor while no one could see and how excited that made her.

 

The doorbell rang and she practically startled herself out of bed. I, knowing Rick could read my mind, was hoping to somehow convince Cindy to let Rick into the bedroom. As I stood to go answer the door, Cindy stopped me and told me she would do it. I was hoping this would happen. As she walked past me, she told me to stay in here. She slid into her nightgown and left to answer the door. I waited a few minutes imagining Rick coming up with some excuse about why he came back and then Cindy seducing him right at the door. As the minutes passed I was getting more hopeful. I decided to sneak down the hall and see if anything was happening and as I peeked around the wall, my jaw hit the ground.

 

Cindy was leaning over with her hands against the wall by the entrance, her robe lying on the floor by her side, the door wide open, and her baby doll lingerie pulled up over her waist. Kneeling in back of her with his fingers in her pussy and his tongue as deep into her ass as you could get was a muscular, black gentleman…the one from the club. Standing at the door was another very large black man, about 6’. He wasn’t all muscles, and the best way I could describe him was a slightly out of shape linebacker. I was pretty sure it was one of the other two from the club. The big guy saw me and tilted his head as if saying hi. It took me a few moments to collect myself and I walked on out, heading right for my wife. Cindy still didn’t know I was there until the big guy walked in, closing the door behind him and headed straight for me. He reached his hand out and said, “hey, I’m Sergio”.

 

I didn’t know how to respond. Cindy looked over and said, “Happy Birthday”. {Later I found out that the tall guy, Tony, was one of the technicians that worked at her hospital and the big guy was his cousin. She had talked to him and planned this out a few weeks ago}. Then I realized what she had told me she told him at the bar about catching me with another woman was a lie … hehehe.

 

Tony didn’t take long to stand up and drop his pants proving what they say about black cocks. Holy Shit! I thought to myself. His penis wasn’t even fully hard and it was larger than mine when fully erect. He pulled out condom he had in his top pocket and slid it on. Then he pushed up against Cindy and began to gently force his cock into her. It probably made it a little easier that he wasn’t fully erect, but he used his hand to help push it in. He took her to the couch and pretty soon he was fucking her hard. Serg sat on the couch next to her and took off his shorts. His cock was erect and smaller than Tony’s. He stroked his cock with one hand and played with Cindy’s tits with the other hand. Cindy just looked at Serg with a dazed look, her eyes partially closed as she was fucked from behind.

 

Tony moved Cindy to the couch and they began to take turns with her. As one held her legs up in the air and fucked, the other would be sucking on her tits and kissing her. Finally Serg pulled his cock out of her and ripped the condom off just in time to let his cum drip on her thighs. Cindy didn’t like to have cum on her after sex and it was obvious when she looked at me and grimaced, but she didn’t say anything. I guess swallowing Chris’s was ok, but on her was not. I didn’t understand it.

 

Tony continued where Serg left off and held her legs by the ankles as he positioned himself on the edge of the sofa. Because he was taller, he actually lifted her ass off the couch so he could get his cock inside of her. I’ll always remember the way he would pull all the way out and then push his cock all the way into her, never too fast, just rhythmically. Tony came a few minutes later and pulled out also in time to cum on her chest. He rubbed his finger on his cum and then stuck it into her mouth, and she sucked it clean.

 

Serg sat on the opposite couch just looking at them the entire time as I leaned against the wall and observed. I wanted to bring out the camera so badly but I didn’t have the balls to ask the guys if it was ok. Tony plopped down on the couch and Cindy walked over to me and kissed me. She pulled me down the hall and into the guest bedroom where she reached in my robe and grabbed my cock. Then she told me that when they planned tonight, she had told Tony she had a special request but she knew she felt she had to ask me first, and I knew what she was referring to.

 

Ever since she started having sex with Rick, she experienced rough sex. At first she wasn’t really into it but because she got off watching Rick get off she kept fantasizing about it. But now she always asks me to slap her ass, pull her hair, and say stuff to her. I’m ok with that but Rick likes to take it to extreme sometimes and I don’t feel comfortable with that. It only happened twice and Rick stopped shortly after he saw my expression. Unfortunately, Cindy wanted it almost as much as Rick did, so when she told me she had asked Tony for a special request, I knew what that was. I had recognized Tony by name and heard stories about his scoring with pretty much every nurse and therapist on her floor. She had even told me the stories the other girls shared with her about his cock, and they were true. She told me not to worry, she knew him. “Go ahead.”, I told her and she kissed me. I wasn’t thrilled but I knew how badly she wanted to. She got on her knees and gave me an amazing blowjob … even though it lasted two minutes with me being as excited.

 

She ran into the living room and laughingly asked Tony, “Are you ready for more?” He stood up and grabbed his cock in his hand and replied, “I think I can handle you again.”

 

“I want it they way you told me” she whispered to him. I saw Tony look at Serg and wave him to come over. Tony picked Cindy up and asked her where the bedroom was. She pointed and he took her there as Serg followed closely behind. I followed them into the bedroom where Tony tossed her on the bed and slipped off his shirt. As I was about to go in, I saw Tony grab a hold of her ankles and pull her to the edge of the bed. She was beginning to struggle, play like, and pretend she didn’t want it. Suddenly Serg stopped me and told me that this was a private party. I laughed. He held his hand out and planted it on my chest as I stood at the door way. Then he closed the door. The way I figured it, Cindy planned it that way and I was probably better off not seeing her fantasy. I sat against the wall and listened in.

 

At parts I could here her being slapped and then calling her bitch, and slut. They were pretty much treating her like her fantasy from the sounds of it and it was not settling well, but I had to remember this was her fantasy. I could hear her gagging at times and letting out muffled screams {this is when I was nervous} but then she’d be telling them to fuck her harder. Towards the end, I couldn’t hear her anymore but the two of them were making loud grunts and saying, “Fuck yeah … Come-on bitch, take it all!”

 

When the door opened up, Serg walked right past me and down the hall. I walked in and Tony was lying next to her in bed and kissing her as she lay on her back with two fingers inside of her. He stood up and also walked past me saying, “she is one wild woman”. I walked up to the bed and sat next to her and could hear them getting drinks in the kitchen. She looked at me and smiled.

 

“Did you like it?” I asked. “Very much!!” she managed to say while breathing heavily. After a few minutes sat up, gave me a kiss and said, “I know you are going to be pissed but I didn’t know they were going to do everything they did.” Then I heard them yell their goodbyes and they left.

 

HER SIDE OF THE STORY - She told Tony at work that she wanted to fuck another guy for her husband but she also wanted to have a small gang-bang. This came about because he had told her his past stories including some threesomes he was involved in and it always turned her on. He was obviously more than willing to do it. Then she asked him if he could be rough because it was her turn on, and he said he knew just how to make her cum. Well, when the door closed and they were inside, she was play struggling and Serg came around the other side of the bed and held her hands down. Tony quickly put on a new condom and pulled her legs apart. Wasting no time, he began to fuck her and suck her tits, biting on her nipples. She was getting really excited by being held down since it was her first time, and she was telling them to fuck her harder. Serg got up on the bed and knelt on top of her with her arms under his legs and began to put his cock in her mouth. In the meantime, Tony started to finger her ass, now something she liked. Tony stood up again and took the bottom of the baby doll outfit and pulled it apart but it didn’t break right away, so he had to do it a couple of times.

 

Serg finally got off of her and Tony wrapped his arm underneath her and spun her over. Serg positioned her head in his crotch as he laid in front of her and had her continue to suck his cock. Tony began to stick his cock in her ass and as she wiggled away because it was hurting her a bit, Serg gripped her hair and told her to quit it or he’ll fuck her in the ass too {Sergio being the biggest cock}. Then Tony pushed her head towards Serg’s cock and told her, “No one told you to stop bitch”. She was still enjoying everything but was also a little nervous of how far this was going to go. She felt Tony’s finger inside her ass and could hear him spitting and felt it dripping down her crack. Then she felt the cool gel running down her back {Astroglide}. It didn’t help much and she practically cried as she felt his cock pushing inside of her. She had anal sex with Rick and Chris before but Tony was quite larger than either of us, and he wasn’t being too gentle. “That’s right bitch … you are going to like it tonight” Tony said as he kept trying to push in. At the moment that his head broke through, he stopped and slowly shoved what she felt was his entire cock inside her ass.

 

After a few minutes, Tony pulled out and Serg pulled her up on top him. He squeezed her tits began to suck on them. Then he slid her down until his cock slipped right into her. Cindy rode him for a while and then felt Tony push her down onto Serg. Serg wrapped his arms around her and she immediately knew Tony was climbing on top DP her. This was the first and only time in her life she had this happen … but she wanted to try it so didn’t say anything {except struggle for the effect}. She laughed when she told me because Tony used the entire AstroGlide bottle on her. She said that when both were inside, she felt like screaming but it also felt exciting and she didn’t know how to react. It wasn’t as much pleasure of the sensation as it was the situation.

 

When Serg came, he pulled out and went to the bathroom connected to the bedroom. Tony picked her up and laid her on her stomach with one leg pushed up by her side, exposing her ass. He tried to stick it in her ass, but there was no way and he finally gave up. Then he turned her over and fucked her the rest of the time while he held her legs up in the air. Tony told her that he would make sure to fuck her next time she worked the midnight shift. I knew she liked that thought and it actually did happen several times, one time getting caught by a temp-nurse.

 

That night we didn’t have any sex but she did give me a blow job. She was slightly sore and I completely understood. Unfortunately, she was also sore the next day, but the day after, we were at it all night and she kept re-telling the details of what happened. I never told Rick since she didn’t want him to know.

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      Now I had a good idea what they were talking about and must’ve given myself away with a muffled chuckle. “She can be quite the demanding vixen, “said Darrell. “She kept me up half the night, and I’m all tapped out.”
       
      Judy looked at me with a very mischievous smile on her face. Darrell looked down at Judy and said, “If you need more, you’re gonna have to get it from him,” Daryl stated, tipping his head in my direction. I have to say this took me by surprise. As I said before, we have not played yet other than sharing the same area in a group room.
       
      I did not know what to say just sat quietly with probably a very silly looking grin on my face not sure if I should respond or not. Judy is the one who broke the silence. “Hmm I think I would like that very much if he is willing” again a moment or two of awkward silence when Derek stated “buddy you’d be doing me a favor I need a break.”
       
      Now I will be honest: Judy is a very good-looking woman 15 years my junior, about five foot eight, with an hourglass figure, long brunette hair, and large full breasts. To say I was attracted to her, you’re damn right. I just was not expecting this situation and did not want to overstep my bounds.
       
      “Well?” Darrell asked. “Really?” I asked.
       
      “Please. She has been talking about you since the last party. She is very willing,” Darrell persisted. “She sucks me off just about every morning. I got nothing left.” Judy smiled and giggled.
       
      I quietly thanked myself for showering this morning. “I just need to make a quick phone call to check in at home, but I would have to say I’m greatly interested and would be happy to oblige.” Judy let out a squeal of glee, clapping her hands in front of her, and I could not ignore the shaking of her breasts underneath the thin T-shirt.
       
      I made a quick call to the Queen, stating what was going to happen, and she responded, “Good luck, enjoy yourself, be home by 1 o’clock. We have plans this afternoon.” I put my phone down on the table, looked up at Darrell, and Judy smiled and said, “Well, I guess I’m free.”
       
      Judy took a sip of her coffee, turned her chair to the side and asked me to come stand in front of her. Once there, she did not waste any time unbuckling my belt and jeans, pulling them down to my knees. In one motion, she pulled my boxers down and buried her face fully against my flaccid cock and balls, sniffing deeply. She rocked her head from side to side and softly murmured a gentle “mmmm” of approval. After nuzzling me a bit, she gave me two gentle kisses, and using only her tongue, she swept my soft cock into her mouth. I looked over to Darrell to see he had a big grin indicating to me he liked what he saw Judy doing. I relaxed a bit more.
       
      Looking down at Judy she had her eyes closed. She was rolling me around inside her mouth with her tongue. Then she sucked hard and gently bobbed her head a few times, then took me completely into her mouth again. She was making soft, guttural moans as she continued attacking me. “She really loves doing this,” Darrell stated. I did not respond other than a sigh on my part.
       
      Judy continued working me with her mouth, and I started to respond to her efforts. As I started to swell, she took less and less of me into her mouth. She started stocking me with her hand and mouth. After a short time, she “popped” the head of my cock out of her mouth. “Oh my,” she said as she stroked me with her two hands, “I didn’t expect this.” She gasped, then took the remaining length of my cock beyond her two fists in her mouth. “Dude,” exclaimed Darrell, “do you mind if I take pictures of Judy with that?” I could only nod my head in approval; I didn’t want to break the mood.
       
      Darrell fumbled with his phone and started taking pictures. Judy, with just the tip of me in her mouth, hands-free. And then one of my full length from her chin to her forehead.
      “Damn,” Darrell stated, happily clicking away. Judy used one hand to stroke me while sucking on my balls. Darrell had the sound activated on his phone, and there were times it rapidly stuttered as he excitedly took multiple pictures as Judy skillfully continued the assault on my full erection. She tried to take more of me in her mouth but could only manage about half of me before her gag reflex kicked in, and she loudly gasped, popping me out of her mouth and sucking in a large amount of air while stroking with one, then both hands. Every now and again, she would run her tongue from my balls and under the length of my cock, sinking as much of me as possible into her mouth.
       
      At some point, the shutter noise on Darrell’s phone stopped. I wasn’t sure when, but he continued to move the phone camera around Judy’s head and shoulders, I assume taking video. After several minutes of this, although I’m not very sure of the time, Judy stopped. “Let’s go in the living room.”
       
      I kicked off my sneakers and pants and, with her holding my cock in her hand, led me into their living room to a sectional couch and had me sit on an oversized ottoman. She took a pillow from the couch and knelt on it in front of me. She resumed stroking me. One-handed, two-handed, then into her mouth. Shallow, deep, gagging a bit, then back to stroking. Time drifted away as I was enjoying every moment of her efforts. “Tell her when you are ready to cum so I can get a closeup,” instructed Darrell. Again, no answer from me other than nodding my head.
       
      Judy continued vigorously, trying to get me to cum. She rested occasionally, stroking my length with her two hands. After a bit of time, I heard her ask Darrell, “Can I try this? I really want to try him.”
       
      “Hell yeah,” Darrell exclaimed. “Is that ok with you?” he asked me.
       
      “Sure,” I responded. Judy is still working on me. “Only cum in her mouth,” Darrell instructed. I mumbled an “ok” in agreement.
       
      Judy told me to lay back on the ottoman as she stood stripping off the tee shirt. Her breasts swung freely, jiggling with her every movement. I expected that I would be given a condom or she might roll one on me, but instead, she turned away from me and started to lower herself onto me reverse cowgirl. Seeing my concern, Darrell assured me it would be okay if I was okay with it. I agreed.
       
      My crotch was soaked with Judy’s saliva. I watched with eager anticipation as she positioned herself over me. Darrell was giving her some instruction so he could get his video of her lowering herself onto me. I witnessed a few rivulets trickling down her inner thighs. She grasped my cock with her hand and rubbed the end of it along her lips while slightly lowering herself back and forth but not penetrating. After a few moments, I felt her start to take me in. She gasped and stopped for a moment, then repeated, taking me out, rubbing me back in. God, she felt great.
       
      Judy shifted herself slightly, still holding my cock. She guided me back into her opening, taking just the head of me into her. After a brief pause, she lifted her hips up a little and then backed down a little further. A few strokes and then a little more. Each time she did this, shallowly stroking what she had in her, she would slowly take a little more. With each deeper penetration, her body would gently quiver a bit.
       
      “Damn, this is hot”! Darrell blurted out. If he thought what he saw was hot he should see this from my angle. Damn is right.
       
      I do not think either of us were aware of time. There was no rush, no frenzied groping or pumping. Judy was in complete control as it should be, all about her pleasure, her comfort.
      It wasn’t long before I was completely embedded inside the warmth of this woman. Using her body to stroke me, she would take me shallow, then deep strokes, occasionally stopping, deeply penetrating, and grinding on me, almost like dancing on me with her hips. I could hear her murmuring something from time to time, but I didn’t make out what she was saying. I was too engrossed with what she was doing to me.
       
      After a while, she stood, releasing my cock. She turned, facing me, and straddled my waist. Grasping my cock she guided me into her, and she settled completely on my cock. “Damn babe, do that again,” Darrell, now directing this video. I didn’t care at all; I was thoroughly enjoying myself.
       
      He directed her to rise up almost off me the slowly back down. I was lost in her breasts hanging down on me, her nipples brushing along my chest with her rocking motion. Judy’s breathing was quickening with the occasional moan. I loved stroking her breasts, using both hands to hold and squeeze while my mouth teased and pulled on her nipples. She started to ride me harder for a while, stopping every so often with full penetration, wiggling her hips. Once she started raising herself completely and then slamming herself back onto me, taking full, deep strokes, I started to feel that I was getting there.
       
      “I need you to take me,” mumbled Judy as she raised herself off of me. I stood, and she knelt on the ottoman. I accepted the offer of taking her from behind, but I took my time. Partial and shallow strokes, then slowly pushing in deep.
       
      Gauging that she was comfortable with this, I spread her cheeks apart with my hands, went as deep as possible, and paused. With each deep penetration and pause, she would gasp slightly and pump and grind against me.
       
      I’m not sure who was breathing more excitedly, Judy, me, or Darrell, who was totally lost in videoing and watching through the lens. He had swapped out his phone for a handheld video camera at some point, but I am not sure when. I hadn’t noticed.
       
      Judy set the pace. She started bucking back onto me hard and solid. I took the hint and picked up the pace, slamming back into her with full deep strokes. Her verbal jerky breathless “aaahhhs” and “oohhhs” excited me and Darrell. He was moving around us videoing from various angles commenting as he goes.
       
      Judy announced we had to stop. I was concerned if she was ok. She was; she just wanted to be on her back.
       
      She grasped my hand and, giggling, pulled me quickly down the hall, with Darrell a step behind me, to a bedroom. She sat on the bed and quickly took me into her mouth, running her tongue along my length. She laid back her butt on the edge of the bed, pulling me to her. “Fuck me hard,” she said, “but I want you to cum in my mouth.” I nodded that I understood.
      I position myself between her raised legs. She pulled her legs back and wide open, bent at the knees. I leaned in, pressing myself against her opening, grasping each breast in my hands. Bending to nuzzle and suck on her nipples made me enter her partially, making Judy wriggle a light and let out an audible sigh. I squeezed both breasts together and alternated between each nipple as I started to push deeper inside her. She wiggled her hips, trying to press onto me. Once fully penetrated, she ground herself on me.
       
      After a few minutes, I raised myself above her and started slowly pumping into her. I alternated shallow pumping with a few deep full strokes and, from time to time, pressing deep into her and just grinding against her. It seemed to excite her, judging by her body response and breathy moans. “Fuck me hard,” she said, “take me hard!” Our director shouted the same, “Pound her hard!”
       
      Placing a hand on each thigh to hold her legs open and back, I started a steady thrusting, alternating occasionally slamming against her hard. Judy responded with pleasing moans. She fondled and squeezed her breasts and then gathered them both on her chest, cradled by both her upper arms. Her breasts rocked and waved with each thrust. It was marvelous. I was desperately trying to keep the same pace.
       
      Judy traced her fingers over her lower tummy, bringing both over the top of her pubic mound. Her fingers, finding her sweet spot, started vigorously rubbing above her clitoris. I continued to piston in and out of Judy. Her mouth opened, and her breathing sounded labored.
       
      After a few minutes, she started to make a soft-pitched whimpering noise. I continued to thrust hard into her. Only slightly withdrawing, then slamming back into her, making her whole body jerk, her breasts jolting about with each impact. Her whining noise was getting a bit higher and louder, and then it hit. She suddenly sucked in a big breath of air, her head picked up off the bed, a long guttural moan that ended on a high note. “Aarrggeeeee!” Then, her back arched as she slammed her head back, followed by rapid breathing and intermittent uncontrolled giggling. I felt her contraction, an intense gripping of my cock as she climaxed.
       
      I slowed to a slow, deliberate, full-stroke penetration. I knew I was very close. I declared, “I’m going to cum!” and pulled out of Judy and stepped back. Judy slinked off the bed to her knees on the floor. I was pumping my cock by hand. Judy pushed it aside and started to rapidly jerk my cock by hand. “Cum for me, come on, cum” Judy repeated this a few times as the build-up reached its peak. I moaned low and loud. The first volley went across her open mouth and right cheek. The next, she aimed me directly into her mouth. Third and forth, under her chin and neck, the remaining small spurts and drops landed scattered over her breasts. “Wow, oh my god!” Judy squealed excitedly.
       
      Darrell was beside himself with excitement. Other than the pictures and videos they made themselves, this was the first video allowed with someone other than Darrell. He said, “This is crazy sexy, hot as hell”! The clock in the bedroom indicated we had been at this for about 90 minutes. A first for all of us. But to be fair, a hell of a lot of manual and oral play, stop and start, prolonged it all. Judy agreed, reached over, and pulled Darrell to her. She quickly pulled down his sweatpants and promptly took his cock in her mouth. I picked up their video camera and started videoing the two of them.
       
      Judy had Darrell hard in just a few seconds. She made an extra effort to lavish his cock with her mouth, bobbing her head up and down and then swallowing him whole.
       
      She then pulled him down on top of her. He quickly slipped inside her and started hammering away with Judy, encouraging him along, “Take me baby, fill me up!”
       
      From my view, I had a clear shot of him pumping his cock in and out of her. With her telling him to take her hard, cum for her, and watching the two of us for the past hour and a half, he had no hope of lasting very long. He started groaning, Judy telling him to fill her. He let out a bellow and started cumming inside her. I caught the whole thing on video. His pumping and cumming. His cum leaking around his cock out of her. And when he pulled out, the cum leaked out of her. When things calmed down, he viewed the video and couldn’t believe how hard he came and how much he gave her. Judy chimed in, “And you said you didn’t have anymore, holding out on me.”
       
      We didn’t get dressed. We went into the kitchen and talked about what had just happened and past swinging adventures. About an hour later, Judy walked over to me and asked if I could go again. I looked at Darrell, and he quickly shook his head yes. “If you can, that would be awesome”. I agreed.
       
      We walked back to the bedroom and climbed up on the bed. We kissed and fondled each other a little bit. I then positioned myself on my left side and maneuvered Judy on her back with her legs up and over my hip. I easily slipped my semi-soft cock inside her. She was very warm and wet from Darrell. My hands were free to caress and squeeze her breasts. Darrell switched between videoing and kissing Judy. He occasionally played and sucked on her breasts. I slowly pumped a little into Judy. After a few moments, she exclaimed, “I can feel you growing inside me,” and giggled in amazement.
       
      Once I was fully hard I changed position to a supporting missionary. Using my knees to keep Judy’s legs open and my arms keeping me up to watch and nibble on her breasts. I started slow, long thrusts and built up to harder, faster, full-length thrusts. In about fifteen minutes, I was pulling out and dribbling cum on her tummy. Judy sat up and slid down, taking me into her mouth, making an effort to suck and lick me clean.
       
      It was almost noon, and I had to run to get home on time. We promised each other we would get together soon, all four of us. And that we did. They joined our group and played once or twice a month at our parties. We also traveled and shared very often for 4 - 5 years. Then, they moved to New Mexico for Darrell’s work.
    • By SwingersBoard
      My story is about my ex-wife and myself and one of the adventures including my best friend. She was a quiet woman, but the quiet ones can be very wild. We had our first threesome shortly after our first child was born.
       
      We had been partying and all of us were feeling pretty good. Christen and I had a few encounters with my friend Jeff. On this particular night, she came up to me and kissed me while I was looking in the fridge. Some of our guests were laughing and joking in the other room. I gave her that glance that she knew I was asking if she wanted to have a smaller, more private party. She shook her head yes, sucked my tongue into her mouth, and went back into the other room. The party started winding down another hour or so later, and as the last of the guest were leaving my wife went upstairs. Just Jeff and I remained downstairs. I asked if he was ready for another party and he was. He always was with her. She isn't overly pretty or have that model body, but she could certainly fuck good. We went upstairs and found her in the bedroom.
       
      We both went over, me stripping off my clothes while Jeff just climbed onto the bed. My wife then rolled towards him and they started kissing. I just sat on the edge of the bed watching them, stroking my dick. I was so hard. I watched her unzip his pants and pull them down with his help. Once free of his pants the shirt came off. He laid on his side and she went down and took his cock into her mouth. She sucked the head nice and slow, running her tongue all over it. I heard him moan and then watched as he reached into her panties he started rubbing her clit. My cock was hard than granite at this point. I was stroking myself pretty good by this point, but was waiting for more action before I joined in. I saw her wrap her hand around his cock and pump it while she sucked him in over and over again. I reached over and pulled her panties down her legs and off. She wasn't wearing a bra so when I helped her out of her shirt, her breasts were free for the taking.
       
      They moved into the center of the bed, with him on his back. She again sucked his cock a few more times and then started to position herself above him. Straddling his body she reached down and grabbed his hard cock and aimed it at her pussy. I moved around the bed and watched as she lowered herself onto his pole. Slowly the head disappeared and inch by inch she took him until he was in balls deep. She ground on him for a few minutes, slowly gaining speed. My cock was ready to burst. I almost lose my mind when I see her fucking him on top. She really loves to be in control too. He was sucking her breasts and she was moaning really loud. She knows that I love to do her doggy style, but I thought that she had too much on her mind to stop in the middle of this and let me take her.
       
      To my surprise, she pulled herself off and started sucking him again between his spread legs. She rarely will suck any dick after she has ridden it for a while since she doesn't like the taste of her pussy, but she was sucking again with a passion. Her ass was sticking high in the air, with her back arched. I saw this as my invitation, and crawled on my knees up behind her, he with one stroke I was in the wettest, loosest pussy I have been in. I love the feel of her pussy after someone else has been in it for a while. I usually cum within a few minutes, but I guess my cock was extra hard from watching for so long. Also, I hadn't expected her to ride him so quickly which added to me being turned on so much. I was fucking her with long, hard, deep strokes. Fucking with a power that only sharing her with another man can give me. After a mind blowing 15 minutes, she slammed back at me real hard and I started cumming inside of her. I have to keep pumping until my orgasm is finished.
       
      I rolled over and she rolled off of him and in between us on the bed. We all fell asleep, but I was awaken to the bed moving. She was again riding his cock, but she was lying down flat on him. I started to jerk off at the sight of what I was witnessing. I heard her start to moan and soon she was cumming. She rode him a few more minutes until he too had finished letting loose another load of sperm in my wife. I came shortly afterwards all over my stomach. When we awoke in the morning, everyone had those morning after thoughts of what we had done. I left to take a shower and when I came back I noticed she was again blowing him through the crack in the door. I just watched as she sucked him for 20 minutes or so. Eventually, he groaned and filled her mouth with cum. She got off the bed heading to the bathroom I guess to spit the load in the sink. But as she went by she said I darling, kissed me and continued on her way. I couldn't believe she actually swallowed his load. Something she never had done with me.
       
      The next night I had to work and the three of us got it on just an hour before I was leaving. When I left I had cum and showered quickly. Leaving Jeff and my wife to fuck the rest of the night away. The next morning when he came to work we passed each other smiling in the hallway. I went home that morning to a very tired wife. She told me she loved getting fucked by other men.
       
      We divorced about six years later, but I have many fond memories of her sucking and fucking other men. I used to let her go out to get fucked by someone she had met in a bar. But, that is another story. I wish my current fiance would let another man fuck her, but she so far, isn't into it and I'm not pushing. These stories fill my need to have MFM threesomes. There is nothing like watching your woman with another man.
    • By Sudhit
      One of my friends was mentioning that his wife got invited for a vacation with one of their regular playmates. It would be a 4 day vacation, where only the wife goes with the BF, hubby stays back.
       
      Has anyone any experience of this scenario, they are swinger and cuckold couple.
    • By let's do it again
      This started in another thread, but I want to know if MFM do DP just to see if they can do it or is it that enjoyable? Why I ask is because for me it has it always been let's try it to see if we can do this, especially if the woman has never tried DP.
    • By Spoomonkey
      I don't remember - in detail - just what it was that was said between myself and Marilyn that convinced her to swing. I know that I didn't discover the hidden key to the floodgate. But now, as I sit here thinking of her, picturing the passion on her face as she jerks another man's cock, I am flooded with excitement about the next time. But this is a story about our first time.

      Most people are sexual caterpillars, humping through life, eating off the same leaf, and waiting to be taken as lunch by whatever bird it is that finds us delectable. Some of us evolve. I've had the pleasure of watching Mari become a truly stunning sexual creature - a truly amazing phoenix on fire. I recall the long and sometimes frustrating 'raccoon stage' from the first talk to the first play. I remember waiting like a child for Christmas - eager and smiling, hopeful and naive. And I remember watching Mari emerge.

      It was a Friday night - our second at a club. I am not sure how many expectations either of us had - we'd promised ourselves not to 'expect.' We arrived early - when the TVs had not yet flipped over to porn movies and still played the Discovery Channel. Pretzel baskets not yet out, Mari and I found a place at the liquor-less bar. Our first time at a club, we went with a couple that we were friends with. They'd monopolized us that night, and we wanted to branch out - to meet new friends - to try new things. Nothing against them, we thought the world of those two, but we were ready to fly solo. So we waited. Unsure of how to talk to anyone - unsure of what to do next. I think we clung to that bar for an hour, Mari in her brown mini and sheer black top, me in a stew of nervousness that I hadn't felt since junior high. Eyes were on Mari - I could feel that. Not at all unexpected with her long legs riding a lucky barstool, gorgeous and generous breasts threatening to pour from her low top, bright green eyes dancing between a perfect smile and brown/red hair that could melt any man. I remember watching people watching us, watching them stare shamelessly at her.

      The club filled quickly that night - couples made their way to familiar cliques as a flood of single men made helpless attempts to get in on the play. I didn't know what we were looking for, but I was hopeful that we'd find it - so I took Mari by the hand and decided to explore. The barstools were doing nothing but putting our backs to the crowd. I wasn't surprised when a clumsily discreet gaggle of singles followed my Mari like puppies as we slowly made our way from room to room. Eventually, we found ourselves on the 'party floor' with a half dozen single men who tried so very hard to look casual but were obviously hoping that their choice of clothes or hairstyle had been the perfect one - and that Mari would snatch them up before they knew what hit them. Feeling a bit ornery, I leaned back against the wall, my beer in one hand, and whispered to Mari, "I want you to go down on me." I think the request shocked her a bit.

      "Right. Right now? Right here?" I could tell that she was feeling like a bad girl - she had the look, the walk. I knew she wanted to play - and I could think of no better way than to tease a crowd of men.

      "Yes," I said, smiling. "Right here and right now." I reached down to unzip myself as she dropped to her knees in front of me. My cock had been hard all day, knowing that tonight we'd be here - chasing the 'unexpected' - and it was obvious that Mari shared my excitement as she took me all the way down with one eager move. Her tongue danced on my shaft as her head bobbed happily. Her expert hands worked on what little cock she couldn't take in, and twelve eyes on six single men ate every movement. I was - for a short time - king of the 'party floor' as the most incredible woman in the club sucked my cock in front of a half dozen. I realized that as incredible as this was - this spotlight on my wife's giftedness - it was just the first step, a cracking of the egg, so to speak - the cocoon was just starting to open. Mari gobbled me with abandon, surprisingly unashamed, wonderfully aware of nothing but her husband's eager erection and approaching release. I sipped my beer and grinned as hungry eyes locked on the back of Mari's head. I could have watched that scene all night long, but it was far too early to 'cash in my chips.' Besides - I got to take this beauty home - so I helped her to her feet as she wiped the corners of her mouth. I think I saw a blush then, but it could have been desire. Either way, it didn't slow her down. I was ready to head downstairs and leave this group to their own devices, but a conversation about something - I don't remember what - kept me in place.

      Mari was approached by a single guy, and I remember thinking that it would be good for her to flirt. So - I turned my attention to whatever meaningless banter I was sharing - and left Mari to her fun. I don't know how long I talked - but I remember turning to look at Mari and the one guy with balls enough to approach her. And was surprised to see them kissing deeply, his hand enjoying her perfect breast. I processed a momentary jealousy. Who wouldn't be jealous of a woman as beautiful as Marilyn? What man in his right mind would offer such a perfect woman to the wiles of desperate single men? The kind of man who is so secure in his soulmate's love that he knows that no one will ever touch her heart just by groping her boob. And with that, I was over it. And my wicked smile returned.

      "Do I need to go get supplies?" I asked as I walked up behind Mari.

      "Hmmm?" She asked, somewhat dreamily, obviously ready to try her first threesome.

      "Supplies. Condoms." I said, trying not to kill the moment.

      "They're downstairs." Mari looked at her new friend, David, who was obviously willing. She smiled and nodded.

      "Okay," I said. "But here are the rules while I'm gone." I have an alpha male personality when it comes to swinging - provider, protector, top dog. "Just talk. No hands - no kissing - while I'm gone." Then I looked at David. "Break a rule, I break an arm." I think he knew I meant it.

      His nervous, stuttering, "Sure," gave me the assurance I needed to head downstairs. I didn't remember the walk to the locker room being so long, but the anticipation seemed to stretch the halls and stairways. But soon, I was back with an overly optimistic fist full of condoms and a hard-on that made it hard to walk. David and Marilyn were talking innocently, leaning against the wall - but seeing me was all it took for talk to end. Mari took David's hand and led him to a private room; I pushed the door closed as we entered, waving at the five guys who looked disappointed that we weren't going to put on a show.

      David wasted little time pulling Mari's breasts free and sucking on her long nipples. His style was rough, but Mari seemed to love the feel of this stranger's tongue and gently nipping teeth. I knelt behind her, pushing her skirt around her hips, and flicked her ass with my tongue. I slipped two fingers in her dripping pussy and felt her body jerk at the anticipated intrusion. Her hips rocked against my fingers and tongue as David pulled off Mari's top and bra, spilling her breasts into his hands and waiting mouth. Mari rubbed David's cock through his slacks, eager to find out just what she'd gotten herself into. Our collective passions blurred the room as hands un-hooked, unzipped, un-buckled, and soon the only clothes left were Mari's black garter and stockings. David had taken to his knees, taking his rough style of play to Mari's tender box as Mari resumed the head we'd started in the common area - her passion making her suck even harder, with more abandon. I thrust into her mouth gently, knowing that in her current state, she couldn't focus enough to keep me from going too deep. I watched her perfect tits roll as her body rocked on David's aggressive tongue. I switched places with David, letting him enjoy Mari's mouth for the first time. Mari gave a perfect, eager head, and I knew David was in for a treat - but I wanted my time with my wife's perfect pussy. Her long lips and deep folds are the perfect play place for big boys, and my tongue traced her outer lips through the gentle maze that leads to her dripping entrance and tingling clit. I slipped my fingers inside of Mari, curling them gently to find that magical-mythical spot that always seems to make a good orgasm a screaming one, and my tongue flicked gently at her oh-so-ready clit. I looked up to see David fucking Mari's mouth - and Mari thrusting back hungrily. I heard her cock-filtered moans as I brought her to the brink of orgasm. I quickened my tongue and my inner stroking, and Mari's mouth popped off of David's shaft. Her fist pumped him purposefully, but her eyes and attention were now focused on my face, pressed against her pussy. Her hips bucked with the beginnings of her orgasm, and her moans turned to screams as she came against my tongue. Mari fucked my fingers powerfully, her pussy sucking and pulling them deeper inside, and she threw her head back into the pillow and let out a long "YES!" as a wave overcame her.

      David knelt beside her, a stunned look on his face. "That was hot." Mari laughed at his grasp of the obvious as she pulled her knees together and her legs up - but we weren't going to let her off that easily. "Be gentle," I said as David went back down, and I brought my throbbing cock to Mari's mouth. I've always loved the way that Mari says thanks for a job well done - and tonight was no exception. David's tongue brought Mari over the edge two more quick times as she sucked my cock. Her body shivered weakly as the first orgasm had taken so much out of her. She moaned around my width but never let me go until her desperation got the best of her.

      "Fuck me." She said, her voice breathy, "Fuck me, please." I took her first, as David's cock hung in Mari's face, rubbing against her cheek as she thrust her body back against me. I pushed her legs to her chest as I buried my cock deeply into her. Her heat was tremendous, her body on fire as it lived out a fantasy it was so reluctant to even admit. David watched as I took my wife hard, thrusting deeply and angling my body to hit her just right. Mari gritted her teeth as she let out a strained moan, her fourth orgasm coming as a surprise - short but powerful. I pulled out quickly, knowing that there was one other thing that Mari wanted to try before we'd be able to call this a night. I lay against the wall as Mari got to her knees. She sucked hard as David pushed into her for the first time. It was her first 'extra' cock, and she seemed to shake from head to toe. "Is he in?" I asked, wanting her to process the reality of this moment. "Mmmm-Hmmm," she groaned as he pounded her. David fucked my beautiful wife hard from behind, thrusting deeply and quickly, racing towards an orgasm that had such a gorgeous build-up. And he reached that place far too quickly.

      "Where do you want him to cum?" I asked, stroking Mari's hair. "I want to see it," she said, her tongue flicking the head of my cock. "I want him to cum all over me." David responded to her wishes, pulling out and removing his spent condom. Mari rolled over on her back, pushing her breasts together and urging him to cover them. He had no problem doing so. David's excitement was apparent as jet after jet of his hot load landed on Mari's perfect tits.

      "Oh, god, yes," she cooed as he came. David let out one last grunt as his body jerked, and one last long stream of cum dripped onto my wife. I kissed Mari - realizing that I had seen her emerge. My perfect butterfly, covered with another man's seed. David collapsed at the end of the bed as Mari and I wrapped our hearts tightly around each other. We basked in the afterglow of an incredible fantasy, unaware that, for us, the night was young. We dressed, David and Mari kissed one last time, and then we left the room for the next adventuresome group.

      We fully expected to leave soon thereafter. Instead, almost unbelievingly, the stars aligned, and we had another encounter.

      Mari went to the bar, still sexily disheveled, and started talking to a single woman that we had met earlier, helping her fend off a torrent of attention, gladly taking on some for herself. Knowing she was having fun, I left her alone while I went to the restroom.

      I normally don't strike up conversations at the urinal, but all rules have exceptions.

      "I'm not gay," I said to the guy spilling beer one stall over, "but that is a really nice shirt."

      I wouldn't have said it if I hadn't meant it. Dark blue flames on white silk. Sharp as a switchblade.

      "Thanks," He said. "My wife bought it. I don't remember where."

      "Well - it's a great-looking shirt."

      The conversation eroded as our bathroom purposes came to an end, and we awkwardly took turns with the soap dispenser. He left before my paws were dry, and as I wiped the last of the evidence on my jeans, I walked out to put what I thought would be the final hit on my wife.I was quite wrong.

      Mr Nice Shirt was in the hallway with a gorgeous blond - tall and thin, with stunning blue eyes and long legs on high heels.

      "Hey, hon." he said, "where did you get this shirt? This guy likes it."

      She told me - but hell if I remember. I was captivated by her. Where she bought the shirt went in one ear and out the other, but her, I was drinking in till I reached the bottom of the glass. It was a nice shirt - but she was significantly nicer. I watched her lips as she talked and wondered what they tasted like; I watched her chest when she paused - also wondering what it tasted like. Soon the shirt was forgotten.

      But - I found out later - they thought I was a single, which wasn't their thing - and they excused themselves. I made my dejected way back to Mari - still with her single friend - still at the center of a crowd. I walked to the center and kissed her hard, because I could, and whispered in her ear, "Are you ready to go?" She nodded and told me she needed to check her hair before she did. I wasn't the only one who watched her walk to the restroom - perfect hips massaging the inside of her brown suede skirt. I sat at the bar, watching what passed for porn on the satellite feed, and waited...And waited...And realized I wasn't enjoying the porn enough to not be worried about my wife...I wandered through the club, weaving my way between connections being made and broken - singles getting lucky or rejected - women being fondled or ignored... The witching hour had arrived, and folks were grouping off with the hopes that productive conversations weren't about to produce wilted results. And in the bathroom door, Mari had become the target of Mr Cool-Shirt and his incredible wife. They stood in a tight but respectful group, chittering like old friends... I watch Mari laugh at some witty thing and then look up to see me walking her way.

      "That's my husband," she said, maybe a bit too proudly, and the blond woman whom I'd already memorized turned and smiled - wickedly surprised if that is a workable combination. A three-way conversation in the door of the women's room became a spirited four-way as we realized that - not only was I, not a single guy, we all had much more than that in common; two pairs of soulmates on different planes of experience. Best friends who do everything together - who were about to drift upstairs...

      They had been to many clubs and had much background in the lifestyle, and as we made our way upstairs, they shared themselves in a way that makes the lifestyle so much more than sex. We drifted from room to room, listening to them talk about their "hobby" and how they survived within it. For a moment, the idea of "playing" with our new friends disappeared as these gorgeous people became so incredibly fascinating. It seemed like every line of conversation revealed more in common, more useful advice, more to like...And then she closed the door...

      "I like you guys," Kim - this gorgeous blond said, her voice going from friendly to lusty. "Let's play."

      Mari and I snapped back to reality quickly. We were in a swing club, and we were not going home anytime soon... I didn't need to look at Mari to know that she was okay with this. I'd watched her as she watched Joe's lips move when he talked. I had seen her smile when he touched her shoulder. And I had absolutely nothing to think about as Kim lay on the bed, smiling and lifting her legs to show a shaved and pantiless play area.

      "What do you say?" She asked, staring at me hypnotically.

      Nothing... There was nothing I could say. I was hers - but better yet, she was about to be mine. Joe sat on a chair in the corner of the room - thinking, I suppose, that he might watch for a while. But Mari was having none of that, straddling his lap and wrapping her tongue around his. Kim lay on her back, and I ran my hands down her legs, lifting her feet and helping her with the boots that she wasn't going to be needing for a while. Her long thin legs were, on their own, plenty to enjoy - but when the boots were shed, my hands wandered higher as I slid onto the bed with her, kissing her gently at first - enjoying her soft but expert tongue. Her hands made short work of my belt as mine found her small, tight breasts. She seemed eager to catch up with Mari, who had quickly moved to a kneel in front of Joe and was blowing him madly - her head bobbing furiously.

      I didn't object and let her push me over to my back. My eyes caught Joe's, and he smiled widely, dazed but certainly feeling every stroke of Mari's expert tongue. Mari worked his shaft with one tight fist and had pushed the blue flamed shirt up to his strong chest. She was moaning around him - and he encouraged her. The sounds were nearly as hot as the visual of my beautiful wife gobbling our new friend with such abandon. I could have lost myself watching the two of them, just experiencing the pleasure my wife was giving another man, but I was soon pulled expertly out of the moment as bright blue eyes looked up at me past short blond hair, and a wet tongue flicked between a wicked grin and eagerly tasted the tip of my cock...I looked down at Kim as she rolled her tongue around the head of my cock, seeming to savor the taste. Her eyes locked on mine, and her smile never failed......until she took me into her mouth, slowly swallowing half of me and then pulling me out just as deliberately. I groaned, body twitching and cock responding to her attentions.

      "You like that?" she asked, a trail of my excitement still leading to her lips.I just swallowed and grinned - and she correctly took that as a "yes". Her eyes finally left mine as she took me again, this time with abandon. Her tongue danced around my cock as her lips tightly massaged my shaft. Her hands jerked me and my hips rocked slightly, finding her manic rhythm. I closed my eyes and enjoyed her expertise, my fingers twisting in her short hair. I could feel her taking me deeper until it seemed the head of my cock was so deep in her that I could almost feel it with the hand that was on the back of her head. Her warmth was complimented by a perfect wetness. She stroked me with one hand as her other hand massaged my balls - coaxing my cum from them - eager for a taste of her good work. I heard a squeal and looked up just in time to see a naked Mari tossed onto the bed beside us. Joe was naked as well - his tall, thin frame sporting a desperate erection. He dropped to the bed between Mari's legs and began to kiss her breasts, one after another, commenting loudly on her large, long nipples. Kim was looking over, obviously admiring them herself. She looked up at me, her lips still around my excitement, her face flushed. I smiled at her and nodded - unable to ask her if she wanted what Mari was about to be getting... Somehow she read me and nodded back - letting me go with a gentle pop - and climbed up on the bed, shedding what little clothing she still had on. I pulled off my shirt and settled between her legs.

      The wives were now on the bed, lying side by side, with two enthusiastic husbands now heading south hungrily. Kim's pussy was perfectly shaved with small lips and a perfect clit. I licked gently at first, tasting her fully... This was the first pussy I'd tasted since my marriage, and I was going to enjoy it fully. I slipped my hands beneath her ass to lift her slightly, angling her just right... And sunk my tongue deeply into her, tasting her as she tightened around the intrusion. She whimpered slightly and bucked - and I lost myself... My fingers swam in and out of her as my tongue found every unique spot that seemed to make her jerk with electricity. Her eyes were clamped shut as I ate her, and her hands gripped my head harder and more desperately, soon governing my attentions to just her clit as she climbed higher... Closer to the edge of orgasm. I heard Mari scream as she came, thrashing her hips forcefully against Joe's face, forcing him to hang on... Kim heard her, too, and seemed to catch Mari's orgasm just as Mari was coming down... One loud "OHH!" was all she moaned as her body spasmed beneath my feasting tongue. She jerked hard, holding my face tightly to her and riding her orgasm out against my tongue. I held her thighs as she began to land. She slid her hands to my cheeks and pulled herself to me. "My god," was all she said before she kissed me and pulled me back to the bed.

      Joe was on top of Mari, thrusting his fingers into her roughly, and Kim held me as we watched Mari cum again. Mari's vocal aerobics shook the walls again as she came a second time, right on top of her first one. She seemed to cum for minutes before she finally stopped thrusting her hips against Joe's aggressive hand.

      "Wow," Kim said, looking at me. "Is she always this loud?"

      "I'd like to think so," I replied, smiling.

      "I have no doubt, then."

      Kim grinned as she kissed me, pushing me to my knees. She crawled in front of me and took me in her mouth again, egging me on to thrust. I did so - watching as Mari laid Joe on the bed and then knelt between his legs again. I grabbed Kim's perfect ass with both hands and pushed forward gently, barely containing my arousal as Mari began to stroke Joe's thick cock.I heard Kim sucking me wetly, accepting my thrusts as Joe moaned with approval as Mari gave him a masterful hand job, puckering her lips around the head of his cock as she stroked him. My head swam for ten minutes, watching my wife and feeling Joe's. I was near the edge when Joe screamed out his arrival. Kim flipped around quickly, eager to watch her husband's pleasure, and slid a hand down to cup his balls just as he erupted. His first shot a foot into the air. Mari moaned, "YESSS!" as he came - excited at the sight of his orgasm. His hips thrust slightly as the rest of his orgasm ran down his cock and over Mari's still-pumping fist.

      He lay there - satisfied - and Kim turned, grinning, back to me. The only difference is that this time - so did Mari. I had four lustful eyes looking at me hungrily, and I knew that one of my favorite fantasies was going to come true. I was pushed back into the pillow and watched as a blond and brunette devoured my cock - neither of them losing steam. One would suck my balls while the other pistoned on my hot shaft - then they'd switch - dancing their tongues up either side of me as they went... "This is a vision you'll never forget," Joe chattered - coming back to his senses. I quietly agreed with him, watching as they pleasured me - unable to drink it in enough. Just the sight was enough to make me cum... The sensation of two talented tongues, two eager mouths, brought me closer to the edge than I ever thought possible... Joe seemed to agree, now standing at the side of the bed stroking a resurrected erection. But - I was the first to see them kiss...And it was almost too much... Kim and Mari's tongues soon discovered each other and left my cock to pursue each other. I was remarkably okay with that. Kim and Mari's passionate lip lock was more than Joe could handle.

      "Oh my god," he said to Mari. "I had no idea you were into that."

      "I wasn't," Mari said truthfully - and then quickly returned to what she swears was one of the best kissers she'd ever known. I joined Joe in the perverse ritual, not caring if they ever touched me again - as long as they didn't stop touching each other. Their hands fondled each other, their tongues twisted together... And the room seemed to heat up by twenty degrees.

      I'd never thought I'd see my wife so wild for another woman, but there they were, wrapped together, making out like high school kids. The scene proved to be too much, and Joe yelled out Mari's name. Mari moved over beneath him, her tongue out and eager, just as Joe came again. If it is possible, his second orgasm seemed larger than his first, streaming into Mari's open mouth in jet after jet. And that was enough for me... I knelt over Kim and let go of her waiting tongue. She excitedly swallowed what she caught - what she didn't streamed down her cheeks as I jerked out the last of my orgasm and collapsed beside her...I remember Joe leaving and coming back with a glass of pop for all of us to share, but for the life of me, I don't remember much else. We all lay together for a while - talking again like old friends and laughing. The biggest difference this time was being able to watch breasts jiggle with every well-told joke or story.

      We exchanged e-mails, hugs, and kisses... But I wasn't offered the shirt...When we finally left - the club owner was cleaning up, barely beating the sun, which would be showing itself soon. One of the staff smiled at us and said somewhat meekly, "You guys sounded great." I suppose she's right - a perfect encounter inspires some wonderful loudness. The night was a surprise from the start - we'd done more than we'd ever expected and made friends on top of it. And it was one of those friendships that inspired me to surprise Mari with one last step in her now complete emergence.
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