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Smoke and Fantasy Mirrors


Mistral Wind

The recession meant that I had to take a job contracting. It was the only time in eighteen years of marriage that I had worked away from home. I stayed in a basic bed and breakfast, but it allowed me to save money on my expenses. Dave was in the room next. He was in his early forties like me, but had been contracting for a number of years.

 

We worked on the same job and got on really well. Dave loved showing me his latest porn downloads. I had never really been into porn before, but soon got a taste for it. Emma would have chopped my balls of if she knew what I was looking at. One night Dave knocked on my room door and walked in. He sat in the chair and said, “What do you think of this, Pete”, he handed me his mobile phone.

 

It was a video of a white bloke with a mask on. He had a massive cock and was wanking over a woman who was laid on a bed. In the background a girl in her late thirties was wearing a maid’s outfit and a red bobbed wig. She had hold of a black guy’s cock and led him over to the bed. Then lifted the other the other woman’s legs over his shoulders. He began fucking her with his enormous thick cock. After a few minutes the white bloke power showered her with cum. It was over her face, in her hair and sprayed across her bulbous tits. She squealed with excitement. Soon the black man also came and pulled out of her shaven fanny and a load of creamy cum oozed out. The white bloke then took his mask off and shouted, “Surprise”, it was Dave.

 

The woman smiled at the camera, “He Pete, I’m Bev, Dave’s wife, and this is Izzy”, the petite girl with the red bob jumped into shot and waved, “Hope you enjoyed the show. Bye.” The video clip ended.

 

I was stunned. Dave took the phone from me and said, “She is amazing. Would Emma do that for you?”

 

I glanced at Emma’s photo beside my bed. It was taken last year in a Spanish resort and Emma worn a light dress that showed off her petite body and gorgeous tits, “No, that’s definitely not her thing.”

 

Dave hit me with a barrage of bizarre questions such as; does she use dildos? What about uniforms? does she......?” The questions kept coming, but the answer was the same, ‘NO’. He looked sad, as if Christmas had come and gone without any presents. Dave got up from the chair and picked up Emma’s photo and studied it, “So sex is pretty boring then?” He was right of course, but I kept silent. Then he continued, “Every woman wants to be adventurous, but just needs the right buttons to be pressed. Bev was like Emma. It took a bit of time, a lot of hard work, but now there is no stopping her.” Dave turned to face me, “Wouldn’t you like her to be a little more adventurous?”

 

The answer was written all over my face. I loved Emma with all my heart, but sex was not exciting and often done last thing at night when we were both tired. It was not good. Dave said that Bev could talk to Emma if I wished. Help her understand how I felt and fuel her desire to explore a little more.

 

I was concerned. After a long conversation Dave convinced me that Bev would never say or do anything that Emma found threatening or offend her. I agreed and gave permission for Bev to ring my wife.

 

The next day the boss told me that I had to work the following two weekends. I was a little angry because I normally traveled home to see Emma and our teenage children, but welcomed the extra money. On the Sunday a crane dropped a load of pipes and they narrowly missed me. I suffered shock and was taken to hospital.

 

That evening Emma rang. I had not told her about the accident, but her voice was full of concern. “I was so worried about you. Bev told me what had happened. I am so glad that you are alright.” Bev had obviously had a heart to heart with Emma because the conversation soon got around to sex. “I didn’t realize that I had been neglecting you sexually. I am so sorry, but you know that I have never been that experienced at these things.” It was true. She had only two sexual partners before I met her at the age of nineteen. I had been as naive as she was, so it was the blind leading the blind.

 

Emma went on, “I know it is difficult working away from home, and I appreciate all the sacrifices that you are making. Bev said that her and David went through a similar thing, so she has given me some advice. I promise that I will make it up to you, I promise.” She explained how much she loved me and how sexy I was. The phone call lasted over an hour.

 

Every night Emma rang me. It was obvious that she had been talking to Bev because she knew things about work that I had only discussed with Dave. There was a difference in the way Emma spoke. It was sexier, more seductive, and much more suggestive. I liked it and thoroughly enjoyed the conversations.

 

A few nights before I was due to go home, Emma said that my ‘welcome home presents’ had arrived and she was wearing one and using one. I asked her to explain a little more. She only said that one was tight and revealing and the other big and stretching. She hung up and left me with a hardest erection that I had ever had.

 

The next few days seemed like an eternity. Emma did not ring. She didn’t answer the landline or her mobile either. An A4 envelope arrived the morning that I was about to set off home. Dave was sat to my right at breakfast. By the smile on his face I had a sneaky feeling that he knew what it contained. I opened up the envelope and took out a color photo. It was Emma. She was dressed in a PVC nurses uniform and held a large dildo in her hand. A note was stuck to the photo, it read, ‘Come and get me’. The landlady walked past, looked down and said, “She will get her death of cold.” I turned the color of beetroot and hid the photo inside my newspaper.

 

Dave laughed, “I guess you aren’t going to sleep tonight.”

 

It took just over five hours to get home. I spend the afternoon with the kids. Emma had organized for them to say friend's houses, so we dropped them off early evening. Emma and I went back home and she told me to sit on the sofa and watch TV until she got ready to go out for a meal. I heard the shower running and then her walking round upstairs. I couldn’t settle.

 

Eventually Emma came in dressed as the erotic nurse, “Excuse me, Doctor Bev said that I must give you a good fucking”, she then revealed a large black dildo, “This is Randolph, do you want to watch as he fills me with his big black cock?” She was talking as if it was a real person and she was so horny. My mind flew back to a conversation I had with Dave. It was obvious that Bev had given Emma some serious coaching. I remember him telling me that Bev loved dirty role play and big black dildos. In fact, she named them all and always managed to include them in their little scenarios.

 

Emma’s blonde shoulder length hair was gelled tightly back. Bright red lipstick glared at me as her tongue sensually licked her full lips. I looked at the way the push up bra forced her ‘B’ tits into two balls of fun and how the uniform molded itself around her petite body. My eyes feasted themselves on a glimpse of her fanny lips that peaked below the hem of the uniform. Black fish nets and high stiletto heels said it all.

 

Emma lifted up her erotic PVC uniform to reveal a completely shaven haven, then she straddled me on the sofa. She lent forward and forced my head into her cleavage and I kissed her beautiful tits. Emma popped the buttons on my jeans and grasped hold of my throbbing cock, then sank down to her knees. Her tongue played with the bulbous end of my cock before guiding it into her mouth. I lay back and enjoyed the feeling of being sucked off. Emma’s technique seemed to have improved beyond recognition. I could feel the cum begin to well up as she wanked and teased my cock with her lips. Emma gagged as the tip of my cock touched the back of her throat. Despite my best efforts, some cum leaked out and Emma stopped, “Not yet.”

 

She stood up, grabbed the black dildo and then lay on the rug in front of the fire. Emma opened her legs wide and started to rub the entrance to her fanny with the sex toy. At first the big bulbous black end seemed reluctant to enter her love hole. Then, with a little more persuasion, her tight fanny lips flicked over the head and gripped the thick shaft.

 

In my mind I wanted to see a black man fucking my wife. It was such a sexy thought that Randolph became real to me. A whimper drifted across the room as he gently moved his thick large cock back and forward inside Emma. It wasn’t long before she relaxed and began to meet his thrusts. I was mesmerized as her moans got deeper and sounded like she about to cum.

 

She was amazing. It was better than my wildest wet dream. What had Bev done to her? Emma had been turned from a prudish mum, into a wild sex MILF. A thought flashed into my mind. Had I been the one who had been prudish and stopped her expressing herself? It didn’t matter, we were here now at it was better than I had ever imagined.

 

Emma stopped just before she came, then used Randolph’s suction cup to stick him to the laminate flooring and beckoned me over, “Doctor Bev said I should suck you dry whilst riding Randolph”, she was slowly rubbing her hand up and down the full length of Randolph’s cock, “Let me suck you dry?” As I walked over, Emma got on top of Randolph and sank his massive black cock into her fanny and began to fuck him.

 

I stood in front of Emma and she took my cock deep inside her mouth once again. As her cute arse gyrated up and down, the sensation of pure pleasure filled my cock. This time it was much more intense. My hands caressed her shoulders then fell down towards her gorgeous tits. I pulled the zip on her uniform down a few inches and slipped my hands inside the bra. Her tits were so fucking firm and the nipples large and erect. Emma sucks became more frantic as she moved ever closer to a massive orgasm. I felt the cum once again welling up my cock. I tried to hold it back as long as I could, but my load shot into Emma’s mouth.

 

She swallowed my cum and then went back for more. But I was spent. Emma wanked me in a desperate attempt to entice more warm sticky cum into her empty mouth, but with no look. Then she screamed, “Yes! Yes! Yes!” as an orgasm flooded her body and she collapsed panting to one side. After a few minutes she got up, washed her toy, packed it away and went for a shower. About half an hour later she came down in her dressing gown. “Did you enjoy that?” I nodded and she sat next to me on the sofa, “I wasn’t too wild was I.”

 

She obviously felt self conscious. “Thank you. It was amazing”, I paused and looked into her brown eyes. I had to know so I just came out with it, “Did you think of anyone else when you were using the dildo?”

 

Emma’s face flushed red and I had my answer. However, I held her hand, “It’s OK...I loved it.”

 

The smile returned to her face, “So you want to do it again?” I kissed her and gave an emphatic yes. After something to eat, we went to bed and fucked most of the night.

 

When I got back to work Dave wanted to know everything. I was so excited that I spilt the beams without any prompting. I knew whatever I said would be relayed to Bev and then onto Emma, so made sure he knew how horny it was imagining Emma riding a big black cock. Dave said that he often did the same with Bev. He explained that if I was really into it, then I should buy Emma more uniforms and dildos in order to keep her interested.

 

He kept on wetting my appetite with images of Bev and Izzy in an array of explicit poses. Izzy’s always wore thick Egyptian style make-up. She had a really beautiful face. Her body and features were similar to Emma’s, very sexy.

 

On the next visit home I popped into a sex shop in the North East of England near to where I lived. The first time I went in, the female shop assistant stressed that the toys were on two for three. She thought that I felt embarrassed, but in fact I had a massive hard on, especially when I said that my wife had a thing about black dildo. The assistant talked me through an array of toys. Eventually I bought Emma another large black beast and a sexy cop outfit. That set a trend. Every time I went home I bought Emma a new toy and an outfit from the same shop.

 

Emma embraced them with enthusiasm. Each toy was named. The scenarios got more daring and Emma, under the guidance of Bev, suggested that I always play the role of another man to add a bit more variety. After a few months she also suggested that I watch her perform with her dildos and then afterwards give her a good fucking. It was like a virtual gang bang, but one that led to the most amazing sex I have ever had. If you have never watched your wife / partner do a virtual gang bang, then I suggests you give it a go, it is absolutely mind blowing, especially for the woman doing it.

 

Then a twist of events occurred. Dave had been showing me lots of erotic videos of Bev fucking other men. She was stunning and absolutely 100% dirty. One night I was laid on my bed in the digs. My room door was open and I could clear hear Dave on his mobile phone and the muffled voice of the another person. It appeared to be cryptic conversation and very suggestive. The voice was female, but not Bev’s. Then I realized that it was Emma’s. What the fuck was going on.

 

Later on I challenged him. Dave laughed and I nearly put his lights out. He calmed me down and said that him and Emma had been talking but about me. He said that Emma wanted to know if I liked Bev. I said that any red blooded male would like Bev. Then he said, “I think she meant, do you want to fuck her?” My heart sank. What had been said? Was my marriage in danger?

 

I waited until about 9p.m. and called home. Emma answered immediately, as if she was waiting for my call. I just had enough time to say hello before she angrily ripped into me, “Do you fancy Bev and Izzy?” I said nothing, “Do you want to fuck them?” I spluttered around for some words but nothing came out, “Well do you?” Again nothing came out of my mouth.

 

Emma laughed. Was this a joke? I asked her what all this was about. She went on about how marriage is all about love, trust and fulfillment. Emma said that she felt totally loved and secure in our relationship, so felt ready for me to explore with other women.

 

I said, ‘Are you giving me permission to fuck Bev and Izzy?’

 

Yes was her answer.

 

“Isn’t that adultery?”

 

“NO!” Emma responded and continued, ‘I am giving you my permission. Going behind my back would be adultery. It is my way of demonstrating my love for you and trust in you. I know that your head won’t be turned and that you will always come back to me. Bev said it would make our relationship that much stronger by developing absolute trust”. She was right, it did. Our relationship got deeper and richer and we felt a lot closer emotionally as a result.

 

I waited a few seconds and said, “OK.” Bev and Dave didn’t have any children so the meet went ahead that week. It wasn’t exactly what I had been expecting. Dave sat in the corner of their bedroom and watched everything. He did not get involved, but had organized for me to share Bev and Izzy. It was a night to remember. Izzy wore her red wig and her trade mark make-up and was stunning. They sexed me again and again, and then sexed each other, but that is another story.

 

Over the coming months Emma encouraged me to continue to service Bev and Izzy. Dave recorded me doing it. Emma and I then watched the videos whilst using her toys. Then one evening Emma said, “I think it is about time I had some fun?”

 

“WHAT? Are you serious?” I assumed I was going to have my cake and eat it.

 

“I want to fuck Dave and one of his friends. It’s only fair. After all, I have allowed you to fuck Bev and Izzy”. She paused, “I want the other person to be black.”

 

“Why?”

 

Emma sounded annoyed, “Because I like black. Have you got a problem with that?”

 

Dave was standing in the doorway of my room and waited until I ended the call to Emma, “Are you going to allow me to fuck her?”

 

I had a great vampire idea that would be really sexy for Emma’s first time. So I insisted that I would decide on the scenario and plan the action, as well as decide who the other person would be. Dave agreed and brought a bottle of wine from his room, cracked it open and we spent the evening looking through his catalog of Bev’s black conquests. It was difficult to decide on who should be the first black man to do my wife. The viewing went on and on. By 2 am I had selected a short list. All were big cummers, but I was not too sure I wanted Emma to take someone who had a huge cock, so I aired on the side of caution. Dave was disappointed, but I insisted. The choice was made.

 

I was also concerned about Emma safety. Dave explained that the bloke got regularly checked. In terms of physical security, Dave also had a suggestion; why not allow Bev and Izzy to join in? It made sense. We could watch and the girls could help to direct the action, stop it going too far. Everyone concerned was contacted, but it took a few weeks to arrange, but there was a problem. I was asked to work over at the last moment. I pleaded with the boss, but he would not change his mind. Dave reassured me that everything would be OK and that he would look after Emma. I reluctantly agreed. When I spoke to Emma she was fine with the new arrangements and said that she would get Dave to record it for me.

 

The meet went ahead as planned and Emma returned home like a new woman, brimming with confidence. The level of trust and love in our relationship multiplied and we were so in love and emotionally close, and this continues to be the case today.

 

I had put off watching the recording. It sat looking at my computer for weeks, but I eventually plucked up the courage to double click the file and the video began playing.

 

It looked like a professionally edited video with credits and started with a close up of Emma. Her makeup was subtle and beautiful. She talked to the camera and explained that the black lad I had chosen had not been able to make it, so she had picked someone else.

 

Emma blew me a kiss, said that she loved me, and the camera zoomed out.

 

Fucking hell! She was dressed in a very skimpy wrap around skirt and a light blouse that left very little to the imagination. Her cute arse was clearly visible and framed by a small thong and suspenders that led down to fish net stockings and high heels.

 

Izzy and Bev were dressed like something out of a famous 1920’s vampire film. They eerily drifted around the room. The camera took a close up of Emma who pretended to be afraid. The vampires ripped off her clothes, leaving Emma naked except for her stockings and high heels. They each grabbed one of her arms and dragged her to a sex swing that hung from the ceiling.

 

Emma called out, “Help meeee, help meee”, like a cartoon character as she was fastened in and her legs hoisted apart.

 

A loud male voice shouted, “Get away wenches, she is mine.” A tall black vampire stood in the doorway. He was dressed in a long cape and had fake blood running down the sides of his mouth. Dave appeared beside him and called out, “Come, let us feast on her.”

 

The black vampire walked over to Emma and let his cape drop to the floor. His cock hung down like a large salami accompanied by two massive hairy meatballs. The camera cut to a close up of Emma’s juicy cunt. He knelt between her legs and his tongue slowly licked the fully length of her fanny lips, then rabidly flicked and teased her clit.

 

Emma was no longer in role but uncontrollably moaned with pleasure. The black vampire started to do his own thing. His fingers pulled apart her fanny lips to reveal the moist pink flesh inside. He then began to probe with his long powerful tongue. The camera zoomed in as he playfully licked her flesh, then his lips wrapped around her clit and sucked. Emma let out a gasp of pleasure.

 

The action moved to Dave. He was supposed to be rubbing her tits with his big cock, but instead moved Emma’s head to one side. Then fed his large cock into her mouth and began to face fuck her. Emma’s cheeks pulled in as she desperately sucked his shaft.

 

Izzy had joined in the action and kissed her body and tits. The black vampire then said, “I want to fuck her.” Bev ran over and grabbed his cock and started to rub her hand up and down his partially erect member. It began to grow erect and Bev’s fingers could no longer touch because of its sheer girth.

 

She drenched lube onto his bell end and then rubbed some of it onto her fanny lips. Then Bev guided his cock to the entrance of her hole. The black vampire gripped Emma’s pelvis with his hands and pushed his cock into her. Emma stopped sucking Dave’s cock as discomfort filled her body. The ultra thick cock pushed deeper into her with every thrust of the black vampire loins. It wasn’t long before she had stretched enough to enjoy being filled to the maximum. His bum was going back and forward like a jack hammer, pounding Emma’s fanny with his massive shaft.

 

The intense feeling made Emma suck even harder on Dave’s cock and he exploded in her mouth. Emma choked as she tried to swallow as much of his cum as possible, but at least a mouthful ran down her chin. Izzi was there in a flash and began to lap up the precious liquid and hold it in her mouth. When Dave eventually pulled out, she kissed Emma and fed it to her. The kiss went on and on and on.

 

By this time the black vampire was really going for it, and then relaxed with three long deep groans. Thick cum began to coated his enormous cock. He pulled out, Bev desperately lapped up the large stream of creamie cum that flowed from Emma’s fanny. When most of it had been taken care of, then Bev started to lick her out.

However, Dave pulled Bev away from her feast. His cock was still hard and ready for action. He began to fuck her passionately and hard. Soon he had also cum and I watched as even more cum drizzled out of my wife’s fanny.

 

The final shot showed Emma, her face beamed with a smile as she looked at the camera mouthed, ‘I love you so much.’

 

I managed to get a job back home and am still very happily married to Emma. This happened two years ago and we are in our mid forties. We do still meet Dave and Bev on occasion, but Emily chose to fuck a black man only this once. She thoroughly enjoyed it, but Emma is much happier sharing with one special couple. Emma would now describe herself as bi-curious but with a preference for cock. The experience has brought us much closer. Our main thing remains erotic role play within marriage.

 

WE would strongly recommend that you think very carefully before fucking other couples. It is not for everyone and is not a good thing in a marriage experiencing problems. Sexy role play is very good and safe and can help develop your relationship, but again, it is best to play yourselves. Go to a sex shop together and buy a uniform and sex toy. Emma loves going with me. We go when it is raining on a night for privacy. Give it a good, you might be pleasantly surprised.

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      Since last November she’s been involved in several group sex averaging 3-4 guys each time. Of course I joined in most of the time. Lots of lube is needed. But now she wants to go a little further. She wants to do a gangbang of 6-8 guys. Seriously.
       
      Lately she’s been playing with large toys to get her vagina ready. She wants to try double-vaginal penetration. I’ve been preparing her by inserting a dildo in her while I’m inside. Very carefully with lots of lube. We practice every time we have sex. She even carefully inserts a large thick toy in her vagina while watching a movie and keeps it in there. Yes, our sexual curiosities has increased tremendously. My wife wants to explore even more and I’m all in.
       
      Well the day we both have been looking forward too occurred this past weekend. We managed to round up 7 guys for an all night gangbang. It involved a lot of planning and phone calls. We’ve noticed that guys will be all in at first then drop out later. But eventually we got things going. That night when everyone arrived she was kinda nervous but excited to have that many cocks at once. Most of all, she finally had double penetration in her vagina from two guys for the first time. The strange thing I seemed more nervous than her. Lol But she absolutely enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed watching her. She came hard many times. She doesn’t like anal so that wasn’t attempted.
       
      So after joining in all the fun and after almost two hours of great sex we had the grand finale. My sexy wife knelt down and we all gave her an awesome bukkake. Her face was drenched with cum. It was one heck of a hot night. After everyone left we took a long shower and stayed up almost all night talking about it. We were both so turned on that we were already making plans for the next one. But we are gonna take a break for about three weeks. It’s just going to be me and her for now.
       
      Yesterday she mentioned about having a messy cum sex in the near future after watching a great creampie movie. I was like, a messy cum sex? She asked me what I would think about her having a messy gooey bukkake and creampie night. Having about 4 guys cum all over her face while 4 guys cum inside her. Then rubbing the cum all over her breasts. Man, just listening to her drove me crazy. My wife was willing to be explosive. But that would take lots of planning because we are very cautious. My wife cannot get pregnant anymore so that’s really something we don’t have to worry about. It’s about the unprotected sex. We do know many cool friends well enough that we can trust but still we must remain careful. Yet, I’m sure it’s gonna happen very soon.
       
      I’ve been asked if we have taken it too far. If there’s actually any sign of regrets. Some close friends wonder about my wife wanting too much now. Our answer is no because we enjoy it and have a deep understanding and trust. We are responsible adults and are having fun. We first talk about what we’re going to do and have to both agree 100%. Any sign of doubt from either side we will not do it. We are friends with our sex partners but no feelings are involved or ever shared. We have proven that to ourselves already.
    • By AdamGunn2
      It was a fairly typical night at D.J.s Island, an early autumn evening. Mary and I hadn’t set anything up in advance, we’d decided to go almost at the last moment. From the second we entered the door our radar was beaming across the club, searching for a couple that might be searching for what we were also interested in - an enjoyable tryst.
       
      Mary took a few minutes to change into what she called a ‘trolling outfit.’ As I remember, that night it was a black babydoll with a loose bodice, thong, low heels. Many men admired her legs as I checked the forty or so women, many as scantily clad as my wife. None of our regular playmates seemed to be in attendance that evening, but we had our customs, we weren’t concerned. Perhaps an hour and a half later, I sat at a table next to the dance floor, Mary was on her feet, on the parquet, moving her body, seeing if anyone would move in. A slow sequence of men approached her, danced with her. Some would take liberties such as moving their hands under her garment, feeling the small of her back, perhaps place their palm on the roundness of her ass.
       
      I’d seen this many times before, I waited for one of two reactions.
       
      The first was that she’d spin away from the man; it signified she wasn’t interested in what he had to offer.
       
      The second was that she’d get closer, I’d watch her whisper in his ear. I knew the question, “Where’s your wife?” Some of them would shake their heads, they were attending as one of the few single men the club allowed, and when they received Mary’s response, they’d move away - that’s not what we were looking for at the moment.
       
      But the man might indicate where his wife was dancing a few feet away. When this kind of thing happened, Mary would glance to me and give our special signal - she’d put one hand on the back of her head, one on her stomach. When I got the cue, I’d come out, we’d dance as a foursome.
       
      As I approached, a man grasped the elbow of a tall attractive lady who was more modestly dressed, at least for the club. There was no conversation on the dance floor, the heavy volume of music and the thumping of the bass wouldn’t allow for speech. But I could tell the woman was interested in me, the four of us paired off and I often found myself facing this vixen. It was obvious they were as interested in us as I was in them, I could tell by the way Mary was rubbing against the man that she felt the same.
       
      After a couple of songs, Mary led the way off the floor, holding his hand, leading us off into a corner away from the speakers. As we sat, the man said, “I’m Ed, this is my wife, Marilyn.”
       
      Marilyn and I softly shook hands, I believe she raised the hem of her skirt to give me a view of her upper thighs. Ed had no problem seeing Mary’s legs, or where they met - she was sitting so that the babydoll was gathered to her side, leaning forward so her globes were exposed to his view.
       
      “Do you come here often?” Ed asked.
       
      “Every few weeks,” I responded, “you?”
       
      “This is our first time here.” Mary gave him a look that asked for further info. “We’re just starting this,” he admitted.
       
      Marilyn picked it up. “We’ve only had one time with a couple of friends. We liked it, heard about this place, decided to see if we could get into more trouble.”
       
      “Trouble’s our middle name,” I joked.
       
      Our conversation continued, where do you live, what movies have you seen lately, etc. It was a screen, of course, we were all calculating if the four of us would be pleasurable bedmates. I paid my attention to Marilyn, my wife had told me numerous times not to worry about her, she can take care of herself. My hand found Marilyn’s knee, she smiled at me, encouraged me to reach a tad higher. We bent towards each other, our mouths met.
       
      Marilyn opened her lips to me, the kiss was ardent, her mouth moist. She licked at my upper lip, her hand fondled the back of my neck. Our tongues clashed, promising cupidity, mimicking what I presumed our bodies might be doing in a few scant moments.
       
      We broke for a moment, Marilyn invited, “Would you guys want to go to one of the rooms?”
       
      I, of course, was all for it, but then I heard Mary. “Uh, not right now. But thanks.”
       
      We’ve always had the guideline that if one person doesn’t want to do something, she speaks for both of us. Regretfully, I pecked at Marilyn’s lips a last time, we stood, went separate ways.
       
      “You’re not upset, are you?” Mary asked me.
       
      “Of course not, not at all. You’re not in the mood?”
       
      “Oh, I’m in the mood all right, just not with Ed.”
       
      “Something wrong with him?” I asked.
       
      “I tried to get him interested,” Mary revealed, “but his kiss was a little cold, indifferent. I put my hand on his leg, he was too busy watching you and Marilyn, he never responded. My guess is that if we went into a room, he’d be watching you two, I’m not even sure he’d get hard for me.” It was a reasonable thought, it had happened to us a couple times before. “Hope you don’t mind, bet she’d have been a firecracker.”
       
      “Maybe. But you’re a firecracker too.”
       
      We headed back to the dance floor, in search of another couple.
    • By Mistral Wind
      I'm Mistral, and my husband Tim and I attended the most fabulous swingers party the previous weekend at our new friends' large manor house. We were filled with glee when they invited us back the following weekend for another cum-filled night of debauchery. They also suggested we bring some friends if we liked.
       
      John and Wendy were a couple we knew from our charity work. They were young, idealistic, and very open-minded. We didn't think they were swingers, but the subject had come up in casual conversation. They were curious but remained evasive about their thoughts on the subject. We decided all we could do was broach the issue and see what happened.
       
      The next evening, John and Wendy arrived after Tim and Mistral. They followed the crowd upstairs. As they climbed the stairs amongst the excited and bubbly people, Wendy remembered the afternoon and that phone call. John's voice was nervous and excited, "Hi, Babe! We have a party invite from Tim and Mistral to join them at their friends' swinger party tonight. I know we have fantasized about this. How do you feel?"
       
      Wendy felt panic surge through her stomach, excitement flooded her pussy, and her nipples perked up hard. "Wow, that is short notice. What happens if we don't like it?"
       
      "Babe, I will never make you," John promised. "We both have to want this to happen. I am sorry to spring it on you like this, and maybe we should forget it then."
       
      Wendy said, "No, John, I did not say 'NO,' just what happens? When we fantasized about swinging, you said you would love to watch me in a group of men getting fucked by them all. Are you sure about that?"
       
      Wendy had visualized these events, wishing desperately that John would take the lead and say, 'We will do it.' In their role-playing, they often pretended to be at a swingers party changing partners. One of Wendy's games was to roll up two large pillows, tie a belt around with a strap-on dildo attached to the belt, put her large vibrator into the cup, and ride the pillows, getting fucked hard by the vibrator. John would come from behind and fuck her arse or go to the front, and she would suck him to a spluttering cum inside her mouth. In her mind, these were real men fucking her, and she shared herself with the men, and John loved the attention and continuous pleasure.
       
      In reply to Wendy's question, John said, "Oh yes, while I am having the same with two girls, one on my face and one on my cock, I would love it! Babe, I am sure. How about you?"
       
      Wendy gulped. The secret she had held in her head for so long was about to become real. "Let's do it. Let's go! Are you sure you won't feel jealous watching me come on some man's cock with another somewhere else inside me? I don't have a thing to wear. What do I need?"
       
      John said, "The theme is An Officer and a Gentleman. I can go dressed as a USA Army General using my dad's old uniform. You wear your sexy red top and skirt. You know, the top that doesn't come all the way down, the skirt with the elastic waistband hanging low on you, and your suspenders and stockings. No thong, no bra. You will show off your pussy to her best. My cock is getting hard just thinking about it!"
       
      Wendy replied, "I will be ready when you get home. Your dad's uniform will need a press, and I will prepare everything. See you at 6:00 tonight, darling."
       
      Her hands were shaking when she replaced the receiver breathing shallowly and jerkily as the realization hit home that tonight it would happen! During the afternoon, she got John's clothes ready, checked her dress, found the right shoes, and laid it all out, ready for later. A long hot soak where she shaved her pussy bare using John's razor and made sure her legs and armpits were perfect.
       
      Resting on the bed, she shuffled through the videos they kept hidden from guests and found her favorite, "Suzie's Gang Bang." A fast-action orgy video in which this girl gets fucked by five men altogether. Wendy often watched this and used her vibrator when John was away or working late. Sometimes when her cycle was at ovulation, her sex drive was limitless, and she would role-play watching the action.
       
      The action on the screen hotted up as the men were penetrating Susie left, right, and center. A closeup on-screen of pussy open and dripping. A cock slid into it, wetting itself with her fluids. It slid out, rubbed against her tiny rosebud anus, and gently but firmly slid into opening her slowly. At the same time, another cock pushed into her pussy. Wendy loved this part and rolled onto her side, turned on the vibrator, and sunk it into her arse. Her fingers slid into her pussy, working gently to pleasure her clit. Her hips were thrusting back and forward faster and faster as her climax built. She reached down and switched on her biggest vibrator, a black cock that was as real as it gets. The vibrator was thrust inside her cunt, and she moaned and moaned herself into a massive climax.
       
      Wendy relaxed, watched the movie, enjoyed the post-climactic euphoria, and gently played with her clit. In her mind, she watched the swingers' party unfold - couples fucking, girl-girl, MFM, and FMF at this imaginary party. Inside her head, she had been desperate to fulfill these needs, and it was finally coming true.
       
      In the past, Wendy was often on the verge of saying to John, "Let's try swinging!" She always shrank away from the responsibility in case he rejected the reality. Fantasies are fine, but who knows what the reality will bring? After so many conversations about swinging, so many nearly made decisions, and all those fantasies that included imaginary swinging, they had chosen to go ahead. With an overwhelming certainty, she laid back, smiled, and said to herself, "Tonight, I will fuck a roomful of men. I hope I don't disappoint them; my clit is tingling with anticipation!"
       
      Wendy switched on the vibrator, and her hands moved over her breasts, pinching her nipples and then down to her pussy. Her hips were rocking back and forth. She rolled the pillows up, tied the belt around, clipped the vibrator into the belt, and climbed on top, sinking the vibrator deep inside her pussy and working herself to another peak. She closed her eyes and started rocking harder and harder. Then, a voice penetrated the action, and John stood naked and erect in front of her. She blushed with embarrassment, and he thrust his cock into her mouth. It tasted slightly salty. He lasted about 10 seconds and then dumped the load down her throat, bringing her to a climax.
       
      John smiled and gently rolled Wendy into his arms. "You looked fantastic when I walked in and found you fucking your brains out with your vibrator on top of those pillows. If I feel as proud of you at the party as I did then and how aroused it made me, I can't wait to watch you fuck the guys. Will you enjoy watching me and sharing my pleasure?"
       
      "Oh yes," she said in her little girl's voice, "I will love watching you; maybe I can do a 69 with her and lick her pussy while you thrust in and out and feel your balls contract when you come inside her."
       
      "Mmmmmm, I wonder if all the girls will be bi? I wonder if I could do a girly threesome? Mmmmmm, I wonder if I can get two men to come at the same time inside me. That would be fun too."
       
      "Can I be your vixen tonight and play dirty?" John smiled and spoke softly, the care showing in his voice.
       
      "Babe, we will have a fabulous time together and with other couples or whatever, don't be shy to try what you want, and feel able to say NO if you don't want. Above all, enjoy yourself, and pleasure comes first," she reminded him.
       
      So back to the party! They gathered around a pool table, with the group laughing and joking about the action starting all around. Wendy looked at the two girls on the pool table with their legs over the shoulders of four guys who were licking and sucking nipples, pussies, and one man had her toes in his mouth, sucking them like a breastfeeding baby. Wendy started to pant. She could not get her breath. Her heart was racing, her knees buckled, and she began to shake. Tears flooded down her face. John cried, "What's up! What's up!"
       
      Wendy sank against the woman beside her shaking uncontrollably. The girl instinctively put her arms around Wendy and held her close, supporting Wendy against herself.
       
      "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?"
       
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