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The swinger’s club! - Part 1

Writer’s note: So I had all sorts of concerns when I started writing this but my husband said ‘just put a writer’s note and then do it your way!’ so here it goes. I did try to follow some of his formatting.

I’m sorry it’s SO LONG but I wanted to get as much in as I could. I separated it into two parts so I didn’t get too long winded LOL.

This is about the couple who my husband had bisexual sex with taking me to the swinger’s club for the first time. It happened about 2 months after I hooked up with the wife at the party, but was about a year or so? before I started dating my husband.

I SUCK at remembering conversations like hubby does LOL. I’m more of an activity details person but I’m going to give it my best shot. Hope you guys enjoy :)

I was nervous, excited, and horny which is a shit combination and an amazing one all at once. I had spoken to my friend on-and-off in the days leading up to the night but that was pretty stupid because she had never been herself, but she was supportive I guess?

I remember texting her the afternoon leading up to it and it went something like this:

Me - ‘Hey, I’m really fucking nervous and scared but I’m also like, really horny and can’t stop being wet? I’m so confused.’ Her - ‘They gave you too much time to think about this LOL’ Her - ‘How many times have you masturbated today?’ Me - ‘Like three! I’m thinking about doing it again! But it won’t stop, I just need more.’ Her - ‘You need to stop overthinking all of this, you’re going to keep yourself from having fun!’ Me - ‘But what if someone finds out?’ Her - ‘And? You’re a gorgeous woman who wanted to have some safe fun. Who cares?’ Her - ‘And don’t these places have strict rules about that, anyway?’ Me - ‘I guess, I don’t know why I ask you about it you’ve never been.’ Her - ‘Quit being COMBATIVE. Stop. You’re letting yourself get too worked up and this hasn’t even started.’ Me - ‘You’re right. They did tell me I can just go and watch, I don’t have to participate.’ Her - ‘But we both know you will! Now make yourself cum again and CHILL OUT.’ Me - ‘OK.’

She was right and I knew she was right all of the doubts were in my head but my body wanted dick and I knew I would probably have plenty of opportunity for that, which meant my head was going to do everything it could to sabotage it LOL. I pulled out my favorite vibrator and started watching group sex again. One of my favorite scenes - a thick woman with large breasts taking on three thick cocks while her friend filmed it.

My friend and I always talked about doing it but I could never pull the trigger. Either way when the guy inside her started to cum it was always a guaranteed orgasm for me and this time was no different, then I slipped off to sleep.

I woke up feeling refreshed and less anxious which was nice but that all sank away when I looked at the time and realized I had slept just 30 fucking minutes.

Thankfully there was a text from the wife.

Her - ‘How are you?’ Me - ‘NOT GOOD. LOL’ Me - ‘I’ve been nervous, scared, and wet all day. I DONT KNOW WHAT TO FUCKING DO LMAO’ Her - ‘Yeah that sounds about right. Why don’t you come over for a drink? Calm your nerves?’ Me - ‘What about your husband?’ Her - ‘Not here, I’ll explain when you get here. Just wear whatever but bring what you need to get ready.’ Me - ‘Can I shower there? It’s still so early.’ Her - ‘I had hoped you would (smirking face).’ Me - ‘Oh.’

She didn’t say anything back and her confidence turned me on but it was also frustrating. I just didn’t understand how someone could be so sexually free and slutty but also command such confidence and operate easily like a normal human being.

I guess I had a lot to learn but I sighed and started packing an overnight bag, after I threw on a t-shirt and a pair of jeans and went out the door. It was a weird feeling locking up the house, I felt like a different person but it’s hard to explain.

The ride came and went and I was so fucking nervous I couldn’t focus on anything but not getting in a car accident LOL. I pulled up to her house where I had been several times in the past months to visit or hook up with her, got out, and knocked on the door.

She opened it completely fucking naked.

Me - ‘Oh hey...’ Her (with a knowing smile) - ‘C’mon in.’

I walked inside and she closed the door.

Her - ‘Let’s get your stuff into our room, and we’ll have a drink.’ Me - ‘Your husband?’ Her - ‘Oh, he’s with his buddy playing a few rounds. Not to worry, they know to get ready as his place, I already texted him.’ Me - ‘They?’ Her - ‘Yes, you’ll be his ‘wife’ this evening so he can get in. Solo guys aren’t allowed unless they put down a significant amount of cash and are on an exclusive list.’ Me - ‘Oh, his... wife?’ Her (smirking) - ‘Don’t worry, it’s for show. He already has someone he’s meeting there. Some nonsense deal, I don’t know the details, but he needed a way in.’ Me - ‘Oh...’ Her (curious) - ‘Disappointed?’ Me (pouting) - ‘I hate to say it but I need dick. Like, REALLY fucking need it.’ Her - ‘Oh girl, there will be plenty tonight! I’ll do my best to get you off your high over the next little bit, but don’t worry - if you want to fuck it will be available.’

I relented and set my stuff down on her bed. She had left but came back with a glass full of ice and some kind of drink.

Her - ‘Here.’

It was a rum and diet coke, my favorite. She started to take off my shoes and jeans.

Me - ‘What?’ Her - ‘C’mon, we have about 2 hours before we have to get ready and you need to take that edge off.’ Me - ‘Well this will definitely do that.’ Her (with confidence and a laugh) - ‘And we all know how you get, so let’s drop the act.’

I almost hated how well she had gotten to know me in just a few months time but it was SO FUCKING TRUE. One drink and if you were near me and wanted to get laid it was going to happen. I like to say that I suffer from ‘alcohorism.’

Two drinks and anything goes.

Three and I was going to talk a bunch of sexy shit and then pass out LOL.

I took another big drink and I will let y’all know that the conversation up to this point is pretty close to what happened as I remember it, but I don’t remember much talking over the next two hours (although we did) I just remember that first she put my drink down and pushed me on the bed and fingered me and licked my clit until I came, then she put a plug in my ass and fucked me with a strap on. So just know that the conversation/interaction below is PROBABLY how it went but may not be exact because I was very horny but also somewhat drunk.

She was good because she had learned me so well and knew exactly how and where to finger me and her tongue was fucking magical. The steady manipulations inside me was just too much.

Me - ‘You’re going to make me cum.’ Her - ‘Yes baby girl, do it. You need to relax.’

She put her lips around my clit and sucked and that was it, explosion time. I screamed out and started pushing juices all over her face.

Her (talking to me like I’m a baby) - ‘Yes, did that feel good?’ Me (distant) - ‘Fuck yes, I need more.’ Her - ‘Turn over, let’s see what we can do here.’

I shifted onto all fours without question and stuck my ass in the air. I heard a drawer open and then felt a few things fall to the bed beside me. I looked over to see a strap on, she had already picked up everything else.

Me - ‘Please, please fuck me.’ Her - ‘Soon, pet. First we need to get you filled up, push you over the edge so the next time you cum you’ll be good.’ Me - ‘What do you...’

I remember being cut off here because I felt the lube touch my ass. Again, I HATE how much this woman knew me in such a short amount of time but when I’m sober the ass is off limits. Drinking? I want it in the ass first.

She started to finger my ass and I moaned.

Her - ‘You’re such a good little slut, now get ready because here comes your plug.’

I remember feeling it enter and it felt AMAZING. It was the perfect size and spread my asshole just right so of course, I moaned.

Her - ‘Such a good girl, that ass swallowed it perfectly. Now, let’s get this on.’ Me - ‘Please, please fuck me with it.’ Her - ‘Oh, I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to fuck you hard.’

She wasn’t lying. She put it on quickly, grabbed my hips, lubed it up, and shoved it in. This woman was so FUCKING good she knew what a good size dick was for me after we had played with a few of her dildos, and she was hitting EVERY spot. I started to scream after a huge orgasm almost split me in fucking two.

I passed out, hard.

She woke me up gently, I found out I had been asleep a little over an hour.

Her - ‘Hey, how are you feeling?’ Me - ‘I need some water, and more dick.’ Her (smiling) - ‘So insatiable. Well don’t worry honey, it’s time to get ready and we’re going to go meet our cocks and then head to the club.’ Me (smiling) - ‘Finally.’

I put up my hair up because I just had it done and hopped in the shower. My pussy was still soaked but the nervousness started to creep back in.

Me (yelling out of the shower) - ‘Hey, I drank my water. Can I get another rum and diet?’ Her (from the bedroom) - ‘Sure honey, one sec.’

I hopped out of the shower and she brought me the drink. I took a look at her and she was fucking stunning: she was wearing a black dress with a huge plunge, almost to her belly button, but also a slit up the side. My dress was similar because, surprise, she had picked it out LOL.

Me (gawking) - ‘Doesn’t leave much to the imagination.’ Her (smirking) - ‘Isn’t that the point?’ Me (surprised) - ‘Wait, are you wearing a bra or underwear?’ Her (confident) - ‘No. Again - what’s the point?’

While she had a point I started to drink faster because this was way outside my fucking comfort zone up until this point. I went through my full routine, lotion, perfume, everything, because I wanted it to be perfect then put on my makeup and my dress. My hands shook while I went about my business even after the drinking.

Then she walked in with two plugs.

Me - ‘What are those for?’ Her - ‘One for me, one for you.’ Me - ‘But aren’t we riding down first? Can you wear those in?’ Her - ‘It’s to keep you in the mood, me too. And yes, we can.’ Her - ‘Besides, we over did it with the second round, I should have stopped but you know how I get with you.’ Me (blushing) - ‘Yeah, I do.’

I bent over the bed and lifted my dress and let me tell you, not wearing underwear is kind of nice. I felt really fucking sexy and very free - probably some of the alcohol talking LOL - then I again felt the lube and the plug enter me.

Her - ‘Beautiful. Now do me.’

I came to realize that the whole time I’d been at her house we hadn’t once focused on her and I wasn’t sure why, that definitely wasn’t our normal play routine but maybe she had a reason I thought.

She was so sexy, so thick but also fit and her ass was so cute. I lubed a finger and put it in and listening to her moan started pushing me into subspace but also made me feel powerful. I took it out, lubed the plug, and put it in and holy fuck it was so sexy watching her ass just swallow it.

I went to go eat her and she stopped me.

Her - ‘Oh no no, not yet. I’m still trying to get back into a good place after I let those two fuck me this morning before golf.’ Me (now very turned on) - ‘Oh my God that’s hot, how was it?’ Her - ‘Amazing, but they went a little too hard considering what we’re doing tonight but I’ll be OK.’ Me - ‘I still haven’t seen this guy.’ Her - ‘I was going to show you a picture, but now I want it to be a surprise.’

We laughed, finished getting ready, and headed outside to meet the guys as they sat in the truck in the driveway. She hopped in the front and I jumped in the back.

The friend (nervous?) - ‘Hi, my name is Jim (fake name).’ Me (slightly drunk and really turned on) - ‘Hi Jim.’

I took his hand and he kissed it and the first thing I thought was ‘I’m terrible because this man’s cock is 100% getting sucked on the way down to the club.’

Her husband - ‘Hey (my name), good to see you!’ Me (voice getting deeper and more sex-based) - ‘Good to see you, too.’ Her husband - ‘You better get back there before we take off, I think Jim is going to need some comforting.’ Her - ‘Yes sir.’

She kissed him, got out of the truck, came around and got in the other side pushing Jim in between us. He was so hard and I was so turned on I couldn’t help myself so I put my hand on his leg and his cock twitched.

I felt so powerful and so turned on and I was SO WET. I kept grinding my hips on the seat as I felt the plug move around in my ass, and this poor guy was breathing so heavily but who could blame him? Here were two sexy fucking women who were clearly ready for sex and smelling like expensive whores.

His breathing was heavy and I moved my hand over his cock.

Me - ‘Mmmm, it’s nice.’ Her - ‘Why don’t you see it for yourself.’ Him - ‘Wait...’

I didn’t, I took his belt and undid it then undid his pants and his zipper. He had put on briefs too so I had to pull everything down but his cock popped out and was so hard and it was PRETTY.

I pulled out my tits and started sucking.

Him - ‘Oh fuck her mouth is so good.’ Her - ‘Oh trust me, I know.’ Her (pulling out a tit) - ‘Suck on this.’

I couldn’t believe the car was just driving because I could NEVER focus with what was going on in the back seat LOL. But he was so hard in my mouth, the feeling of the plug in my ass, his legs twitching against my tits it was just fucking amazing.

His legs locked and his cock went rigid so I knew what was coming. I started massaging his balls until he let loose a moan and I shoved it in my throat feeling every little bit of cum wash down and it was a LOT.

Her - ‘Mmmmm, you did good baby girl.’

I came up to look at my handywork. I was in full subspace now I wanted to please everything and everyone. He was breathing very heavy nearly passed out against her tits.

Me (disappointed) - ‘It appears my “husband” is spent for the night.’ Her husband - ‘Nah, he’s in good shape. Give him a bit to relax and he’ll refuel at the club and be back at it.’ Her - ‘Besides, with us around I’m sure he’ll find a round 2.’

We laughed, got back in our seats and put on our belts and waited. I was slowly touching myself and I was so wet but I didn’t want to cum, I just wanted to be ready for when we arrived.

TO BE CONTINUED!

My wife will legit say this to people. Hahahaha.

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Introduction - the wife!

Hey y’all! I’m the wife in this little duo. After reading through the first few stories he’s told I don’t think there’s much to say lol.

I will say he’s embellished my speech a bit LOL. I’m only that eloquent when I type.

But otherwise he’s been pretty accurate and I’m looking forward to telling my stories. I’m not as good at remembering conversation details as he is, but I remember the sex and I think that’s why y’all are here!

Just wanted to also let people know that this hasn’t been easy for a lot of reasons and these stories he’s telling are from 8 years ago when we had a much better setup because I was in it before we got together. He leaves a lot of ‘fights’ and ‘hard parts’ out, I guess because they’re not ‘sexy’ so I get it.

Also I regret to inform y’all he didn’t get my friend pregnant (she didn’t want to). :(

Thanks y’all, hope you enjoy!

Branching out - Finale!

Writer’s note - Hello all! Thanks for joining me through my first few stories about my wife and I’s early adventures in the lifestyle. I’ll be taking a break after this one so my wife can tell a few of her own. She’ll be posting her intro here either tonight or tomorrow! Enjoy!

The early-morning sun poured into the windows, waking me up. I was exhausted, but satisfied, but also alone in the bed. After stretching and shaking off the morning mental cobwebs, I heard giggling from outside - most likely the kitchen - so I grabbed my phone, pulled on some shorts, hit the restroom, and walked out.

My wife was in one of her favorite nighties - black, sheer, see-through. Her friend was in a pair of shorts and nothing else.

Me (somewhat groggy but also turned on) - ‘Good morning, ladies.’ Them (almost in unison) - ‘Good morning!’ Me - ‘No coffee?’ My wife (playfully, walking over and grabbing my cock) - ‘Who’s job is that?’ Me (smirking) - ‘Yes ma’am.’

I grabbed the coffee pot to rinse it out and fill up with water.

Me (filling up pot) - ‘And what would you ladies like for breakfast?’ My wife - ‘Ohhh it’s Saturday, let’s be naughty. How about some pancakes?’ My wife’s friend - ‘Yeah! Can you do them with blueberries?’ Me - ‘Yes ma’am. I’d also like to hear more about naughty.’ My wife’s friend - ‘Oh no, not this morning cowboy. I think we’ve both had enough for awhile.’

My wife and I shared a smirk and a look, then I went back to finishing the coffee brew and making pancakes.

My wife and her friend’s conversation was mostly white noise at first, but as my head started to clear from the smell of pancakes and coffee I started to pick up a few choice statements like ‘Oh yeah, it’s exclusive’ and ‘they accept single women all the time, plus we know how to get in’ and ‘all the cock you could want.’

The last one dragged me into the conversation.

Me - ‘Are y’all talking about (name of swinger club nearby)?’ My wife - ‘Yes! (Wife’s friend’s name) has never been!’ My wife’s friend - ‘I know, shocker.’ Me (laughing) - ‘Actually, that is shocking.’ My wife’s friend - ‘I just didn’t know any such place existed, and it’s invite-only so I’m also a little pressed I’ve never been invited.’ My wife - ‘Well, now you know how to get in so when we go you have to come!’ My wife’s friend - ‘Well fuck yeah I have to come, if y’all didn’t invite me I’d be really mad!’ My wife - ‘Awesome, now I might finally be able to convince Mr. Stubborn over here to go.’ Me - ‘Who’s Mr. Stubborn?’ My wife - ‘Well, Mr. Nervous anyway.’ My wife’s friend - ‘Nervous?! You?! Why?!’ My wife - ‘Well, he’s always focused on his partner or partners and pleasing. He’s worried he might get overwhelmed at a swinger club where, a lot of times, you’re putting on a show.’ Me - ‘Yeah, that.’ My wife’s friend - ‘I guess I get that? I dunno. And besides, if we all go, you can focus on one of us.’ Me - ‘I suppose that’s true.’

I had finished making the batter and the coffee was done, so I started to pour the cream and brew, and I turned around to serve them up before I made the pancakes. My wife had pulled her nighty around her tits so they were exposed, and I stopped in my tracks to look at both of them.

My wife (snarky) - ‘You’re a lucky man, you know that?’ Me - ‘Yeah... yeah I definitely know that.’

I took a second to look at both of them, and was reminded of what Sam had said awhile back - ‘two lusty, busty sluts.’

My wife made eye contact with me and then moved her head toward her friend.

My wife’s friend - ‘Wait, no no no. I was being serious, there’s no way. I’m so sore!’ My wife - ‘Sure, sure you can’t.’

I walked around the counter and pulled my cock out.

My wife’s friend - ‘How?! How are you hard?’ Me - ‘This is hot, y’all are hot. It’s a little sore but I’m OK.’ My wife’s friend (now stroking me) - ‘I mean I’m not OK, I’m really fucking sore and you filled me up last night.’ My wife - ‘And yet here you are, stroking him.’ My wife’s friend - ‘I... I uh... I guess you’re right.’ My wife - ‘Don’t you want more cum?’ My wife’s friend - ‘I do. Why do I want more cum? What the fuck is this?’ My wife - ‘It already happened to me. I forget what they call it, bimbofication or something, but it’s when you have a very high libido but are repressed for most of your life.’ My wife (continuing) - ‘When you finally get the sex you need, you crave, you start to have trouble saying ‘no.’ You start to realize you want sex all the time.’ My wife - ‘I mean, think about (friend’s name). We both will do WHATEVER he wants. I told you he’d want you to have no shirt on when he came in, and what did you do?’ My wife’s friend (now visibly turned on, face red) - ‘Holy shit.’ My wife - ‘Think about it - you’ll stop at his office after work to blow him. You let him RUIN your ass. He’s fucking some other woman and a couple and you don’t even care, you just want cock when you need it.’ My wife’s friend - ‘Am I a bad person?’ My wife (laughing) - ‘NO! It’s not like you’re cheating on someone, or doing something illegal, or anything crazy like that. You like sex, so do I, and clearly so does he.’ My wife (continuing) - ‘It’s why you and I get along so well and have been friends for so long - we have a base that we both share.’ My wife’s friend (biting her lip and looking at my cock) - ‘I do love sex, especially with him. I guess I’ve just never thought about HOW much I like it.’ My wife - ‘Well, sure, the game changes when you really stop and work through your feelings.’ My wife - ‘Trust me, I didn’t have anyone to talk me through this. I didn’t have a friend who could explain this to me and help me navigate my feelings.’ My wife - ‘I stayed up all night after he and I had mind-blowing sex one time. I had let myself go to it, I loved it, too much. After he fell asleep I couldn’t stop thinking about it.’ My wife - ‘That’s when I really started to let go and embrace that I loved sex - not just good dick from time-to-time with someone I loved, but all varieties of sex. Up until then it was a small side hobby, nothing I’d embrace fully, just dip into when I had time. Now I wanted sex daily, preferably with a kink added in.’ My wife’s friend (still stroking me) - ‘I... I don’t know what to say.’ My wife - ‘Don’t say anything. Do what you want to do.’

My wife’s friend bit her lip again, and then started to suck me. It was a pretty impressive display from my wife, I have to say, walking her through her experiences to land there. I know, for my wife, it took months for her to truly work through her feelings about being a sexual person, but all-in-all this made sense.

All-told, the only person I had sex with more than my wife’s friend was my wife, and it was damn close. 

My wife came around the island and pulled herself into my back. She was warm, and her tits felt good pressed against me.

Her (whispering in my ear) - ‘How did I do?’ Me - ‘Perfect, as always.’

She kissed me on the cheek and then knelt down behind her friend, pulling her shorts down to reveal her ass and pussy.

My wife (playfully) - ‘Mmmm, here’s my breakfast.’

Her face disappeared and I could hear and feel her friend moan. I put my hand on her head and increased the speed of her sucking.

Me - ‘Oh fuck that’s so good.’ My wife - ‘Oh yeah, she’s sucking now because it’s what she really wants, not just because it’s fun.’

I saw my wife massage her friend’s pussy area a little bit, then lick two of her fingers. I heard the familiar sound of a wet pussy opening and taking them in, followed by a moan and a whimper.

My wife - ‘She so swollen, she’s going to need to cum a few times before you fuck her.’ Me - ‘Well you better hurry, if she keeps sucking me like this I’m going to cum.’ My wife - ‘Yes sir.’

My wife kept her fingers in, but repositioned her face so she could lick her clit. The moans and whimpers became louder, but I held her head on my cock. It didn’t take long before she came.

My wife - ‘Perfect.’ Me - ‘I want to cum in her.’ My wife - ‘So do I.’

I pulled my cock out of her mouth and switched positions with my wife. My wife pulled a stool around and sat there, placing one of her nipples in her friend’s mouth.

My wife - ‘Oh that’s good, fuck. Suck on it, this is going to hurt at first, but this should help you focus.’

My wife wasn’t joking, her friend’s pussy was so swollen. But I needed it, and she positioned her hips so that I could tell she wanted it. As I entered her she tightened and let loose a cry.

My wife’s friend - ‘I don’t know... I can’t. I don’t know.’ My wife - ‘Breathe. Breathe. Look at me, breathe.’ Me - ‘She’s so fucking tight. Don’t worry, this won’t take long.’ My wife’s friend - ‘Please, please I need it. Fuck me fuck me.’ My wife - ‘You’re doing so good. Reward her baby.’

I grabbed her hips and started fucking her. I wanted to cum so bad and her pussy felt so good, I didn’t hold back. She was crying out, her neck tight, but she never asked for me to stop. After a few minutes my wife started rubbing her clit, and she screamed as she came again.

I spilled inside her, so much that it started running out.

My wife - ‘What an amazing way to start the day.’ Me - ‘I’m not done yet.’ My wife - ‘What do you...’

I moved so quickly she couldn’t stop me. I knelt between her legs, forced them open, and started to eat. She didn’t stop me like I thought she would, instead she eased into me and let me eat.

My wife - ‘Yes, yes make me cum.’

I grunted on her clit while I put two fingers inside her. She was already soaked, completely giving over to it, and it didn’t take long to finish her off.

I collapsed onto the floor and put my head against her leg on the stool.

Me - ‘Who’s ready for pancakes?’

We all laughed.

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My wife and I decided for me to stop here. These stories have introduced you to our main players for the foreseeable future as well our initial stories. The stories that come after this are the individual instances with them (or a group of them) we deem special enough to tell.

My wife’s friend - now embracing being a slut/bimbo all the time, whom we are also trying to get pregnant Sam - My girlfriend The couple - Experienced, guiding light into the wide world of kink

After my wife tells her stories, my first one back will be about my first, real bisexual experience with the couple. See you then, and enjoy my wife’s stories!

Branching out - penultimate!

I guided myself inside my wife’s wet, waiting pussy. She was laying missionary on our bed, legs and hips rolled back for deep penetration. I eased into her at first, then started stroking slow and easy.

Her (moaning) - ‘God you feel so good. Are you ready?’ Me (breathing heavily) - ‘I think so. Do you want it all?’ Her - ‘Yes, I think I can take it. You need to be comfortable.’

I sank everything into her. She gasped a bit as I could feel myself pushing against her cervix.

Her (grunting) - ‘OK, OK I’m OK. Yeah, are you ready?’ Me - ‘As I’ll ever be.’ Her - ‘Do it.’ My wife’s friend - ‘Ohhhh this is going to be so fucking hot.’

My wife’s friend had agreed to help us with this particular project - fucking my ass.

It had been roughly two weeks since I hooked up with the couple and sucked dick. I had enjoyed it, more than expected, and came to realize that maybe I was a little bi - at least biflexible. Conversations with Sam and my wife had led me to understand that and work through it.

But as I chatted with the couple, and they came to realize I was ready for anything, the wife began to start talking about ‘fucking each other in the ass.’

Was I interested? Yeah, I was. Had I ever fucked someone in the ass? Yes. Male? No.

Been fucked in the ass? I had zero clue how that was going to go.

But I was about to find out.

I heard a top pop then felt lube pour onto my asshole, then I felt a finger go in and out. I moaned a little.

My wife’s friend - ‘Fuck yeah I think he’s going to like it.’ My wife - ‘Please, please do it.’

My wife’s friend got up on the bed and moaned a little. My wife had purchased a triple-headed strap-on with three sizes, 3″, 4″, and 5″. She was taking 5″ in her pussy and 3″ in her ass, while I was going to get 4″ in mine. I had loved watching my wife slide the individual dicks in her while she sucked my cock.

I heard her pop the cap back and could make out the familiar sounds of lube being stroked on a cock.

My wife’s friend - ‘Here it comes.’

It was a strange sensation, at first. I felt the head nuzzle up against my asshole, then it went in. I gasped and grabbed my wife.

My wife (breathing heavily) - ‘Oh my God I think he got harder.’ My wife’s friend - ‘I wish you could see this, it’s so fucking sexy. His ass is swallowing this dick.’ My wife - ‘Take a picture.’

As the strokes stopped while she grabbed her phone, I realized that my dick felt so hard it would explode. When I took a second to take stock... it did feel good.

She put her phone down and started stroking again.

My wife’s friend - ‘I love that he’s into this. It’s so fucking hot, and this DP strap on is incredible.’ My wife - ‘Will it make you cum?’ My wife’s friend - ‘Fuck yes it will, let’s see if he makes it.’ My wife (meeting eye contact with me) - ‘He’ll make it.’ Me (breathing heavily) - ‘Yeah, yeah I’ll make it. It feels good.’ Me (breathing heavily) - ‘And you’re so wet.’ My wife’s friend - ‘If you don’t cum we’ll DP (wife’s name) after we clean it off.’ My wife - ‘The fuck you will.’ Me - ‘A challenge is a challenge.’

She started stroking a little deeper, and it actually felt better. I could feel it as it spread me open and rubbed against the walls of my ass. But then she got a little rough.

Me (cringing in pain) - ‘Slower, slower. Fuck that was a little much.’ My wife’s friend - ‘Sorry, I’m about to cum.’ My wife - ‘No fucking way.’ My wife’s friend - ‘I told you this strap on is amazing.’

My wife’s friend leaned over and put her head next to mine. I could feel her huge tits pressing against my back as she breathed heavily and moaned in my ear. Having fucked her regularly I could tell she was about to cum. Between that feeling and the perfect stroke she had developed, I started to fantasize about DP’ing my wife.

But then I realized my wife had been rubbing her clit.

My wife (distant, breathing heavily) - ‘I’m going to cum.’ Me - ‘What?!’ My wife’s friend - ‘Oh fuck yesssss.’

An orgasm ripped through my wife, and I knew what was going to happen next - the inside of her pussy started to massage my cock. Combined with the strap on, I couldn’t hold it.

Me (gasping) - ‘Oh fuckkk I’m cumming.’ My wife’s friend - ‘I’m so close, I’m so close.’ Me - ‘Ohhhh fuck keep fucking me I’m still cumming holy fucking shit.’

My wife was just gasping as I pumped her full of cum. I have no idea how much longer it lasted, but eventually I felt my wife’s friend hug on me tighten, and then she started to shake.

My wife’s friend - ‘Oh GODDDDDDD’

She squirted all over the strap on, and then fell to the side ripping the dick out of me. The pain was intense and I passed out.

I don’t know how long I slept, but eventually I woke up to the bedside lamp lit and my wife scrolling on her phone.

Me - ‘Hey, what time is it.’ Her (smiling) - ‘Late, you’ve been asleep awhile.’ Me - ‘I haven’t cum that much in a long time.’ Her - ‘Oh yeah, took me forever to clean myself up - I took a whole ass shower. And miss ma’am over there did a number on the sheets.’

I rolled my head over to see my wife’s friend still completely passed out, borderline snoring as her chest rolled up and down.

Me - ‘That’s right, she came right after I did. What happened?’ Her - ‘She squirted, a lot, and passed out. I mean, I’ve seen her orgasm, so have you - I don’t think I’ve ever seen her cum that hard.’ Her - ‘I think you passed out because she basically ripped the strap on out of you.’ Me - ‘Oh shit, am I...’ Her - ‘You’re fine, I checked you out. It’s a little swollen and we should be more careful next time, but you’ll live.’

My ass was sore but it didn’t hurt too bad, and there was a lingering feeling I can’t describe - I just felt very relaxed. I moved closer to her and put my arm on her midsection and grasped one of her tits.

Me - ‘I love you.’ Her - ‘I love you, too. Did you like it?’ Me - ‘I think my orgasm would show how much I enjoyed it.’ Her (giggling) - ‘Fair. Are you ready for a real dick?’ Me - ‘I think so. What about fucking him in the ass?’ Her - ‘I think your bull instincts will kick in and he’ll be just another person you want to fuck.’ Me - ‘I hope so. I guess I should text them and set it up, they wanted to know how it went anyway.’ Her - ‘Yeah, probably not until tomorrow.’ Me - ‘What do you mean, I...’

I picked up my phone and the time struck me - 2:30 a.m.

Me - ‘Wait, wait - I’ve been asleep for 6 hours?!’ Her - ‘Yeah, so has she. I guess you were both tired, too, needed that release.’ Me - ‘Wow, I feel bad.’ Her - ‘Don’t, if you needed the rest you needed the rest. That was all very new and it was a lot on top of the orgasm, so don’t worry.’ Her - ‘And besides, I’ve been laying here awhile. I spoke to them and Sam, everyone is up-to-date but they’ll expect to hear from you in the morning.’

The texts from both parties confirmed her story. There was the usual ‘How did it go?!’ text followed by ‘Ahhhh, sounds like it went well, talk in the morning!’

Me (snarky) - ‘Well thanks for keeping them in the loop haha.’ Her - ‘Just trying to keep the hoes in line.’ Me (laughing) - ‘What shall we do with her?’ Her - ‘Just let her stay, she’s clearly out.’ Me - ‘Sounds fair, I’m going to use the restroom and take a quick shower then are you ready to go to bed?’ Her (smiling) - ‘Yes, daddy.’

I kissed her and went to take care of my business. When I came back she had tucked her friend under the covers and had left space between the two of them.

Me - ‘What’s up?’ Her - ‘She woke up briefly and I think she needs some cuddles. She’s feeling a little ‘extra’ slutty after that, and she’s never fucked a guy in the ass before.’ Me - ‘Oh, OK. You’re going to big spoon?’ Her (smirking) - ‘That’s the idea.’

Thankfully I had drank a lot of water before and after my shower, because I knew where this was going. I slid in between the two of them, draped an arm around her friend and grabbed one of her tits, and then pushed myself against her ass. She was warm, soft, she smelled good.

My wife turned off the light and pushed herself behind me. Then she ran her finger between my legs to my gooch and started to apply pressure and massage it. I moaned.

Her - ‘Good, nice and tight - you’re ready to fuck again.’

My wife’s friend audibly smirked, and lifted her hips so I could start massaging her pussy. Soaked.

Me (playfully) - ‘Were y’all playing while I was in the shower?’ My wife - ‘(My name), after an experience like that, how could we not?’

I took my hand away from her friend and felt my wife. She was already furiously manipulating her clit and she was soaked.

My wife (whispering in my ear) - ‘Fuck her.’

My cock was hard and so sore, but I needed it. I grabbed the base and guided myself into her wet pussy.

My wife’s friend - ‘Ohhh, ohhh fuck I’m sore.’ My wife - ‘It’s OK, he probably is, too. Work through it together.’ Me - ‘I am, but your pussy feels so good. Can you take it?’ My wife’s friend - ‘Yes, I always want it. Just please go slow.’

I honored her wishes at first, keeping my strokes light and shallow. I turned my head to start making out with my wife, and not long after I felt my wife shudder in a small orgasm.

My wife - ‘Fuck her.’ Me - ‘I am.’ Her - ‘No, FUCK her.’

I took my free hand and grabbed my wife by the throat.

Me - ‘Do you want me to fuck her hard?’ Her - ‘Please, please daddy I need to hear her scream.’

I pushed my wife’s friend up into the doggy position and mounted her. I started ramming my cock inside her.

My wife’s friend - ‘Oh my fucking goddddd it hurtssss.’ My wife - ‘Take it  baby, if you want to go to the swinger club and satisfy cock one session won’t do. Work through it.’

In the moonlight I could see my fat cock spreading her open. It was almost like erotic art, a black and white composite of two fleshes coming together. But for all of her complaining, my wife’s friend’s body was betraying her. She was so wet, and her hips were held straight up in the air without moving. Her complaints giving way to moans when she realized I wasn’t going to stop.

My wife - ‘I want you to cum inside her.’ My wife’s friend (needing) - ‘Oh please, please I want to feel your hot fucking cum inside me.’ Me - ‘Are you sure?’ My wife - ‘Positive.’ Me - ‘What if she gets pregnant?’ My wife - ‘I hope she does.’

I was emboldened. My wife could no longer have children due to complications from my third step son and and his birth - which was probably a good thing, we had determined, since she would have ended up pregnant several times over.

But now I wanted to cum. I grabbed my wife’s friends hips and started to saw her pussy. I wanted to fill her up.

My wife’s friend (distant, detached) - ‘Oh God, oh God it’s almost too much. He’s getting harder, he’s going to cum.’ My wife - ‘Please baby, fill her up for me.’

I leaned over and took both of her tits in an arm, groping one, and placed my other hand on her clit. I started to rub.

My wife’s friend - ‘No, no no no I can’t cum again, I can’t.’ Me - ‘You will.’

It took a few more minutes but she worked through it, and started grunting heavy and deep. Her chest heaved, her hips convulsed, and with it I came too.

We fell over, I kept my arms around her and we passed out again.

Branching out

I fully expected to return home and be in serious trouble.

The conversation didn’t feel as if it had gone well with my wife after my interaction with Sam. It wasn’t the sex part, but more so the fact that we clearly had some sort of connection that went beyond sex.

Me - ‘I mean, are you OK?’ Her - ‘Yeah, I’m fine, I’ll see you when you get home.’

I was nervous the whole drive home with the boys. We arrived and they all went their separate directions - the younger two to their friend’s down the street to check in for the week, probably play some basketball. The oldest went to go brood in his room, as teenagers do.

I opened the bedroom door slowly as I was unsure what to expect. Needless to say, what I found was unexpected. My wife was under the covers staring at me with a grin to rival a Cheshire cat.

Me - ‘Wha.... what’s up?’ Her - ‘Are the boys gone?’ Me - ‘Sort of, two youngest went to the friend’s. Oldest went straight to his room.’ Her - ‘Good.’

She pulled back the covers to reveal that she was completely naked and, the only word I can think to describe it is ‘sloppy.’

Me - ‘What the fuck?’ Her - ‘What’s wrong?’ Me - ‘I mean, I just figured after the way we ended our conversation that you would be... a little more upset.’ Her - ‘Are you fucking kidding? You’re like, literally performing above any standard I could have set.’ Her - ‘You’ve been regularly fucking one of my friends, who would do anything you want at this point, and have now added two more sluts to your body count. Both of whom will become regular it appears.’ Her - ‘Why in the world would I be mad?’ Me - ‘Well, I ended up fucking Sam without prior discussion.’ Her - ‘Expected.’ Me - ‘And she has feelings.’ Her - ‘Bound to happen.’ Me - ‘But won’t that complicate things?’ Her - ‘They could. It could also open doors and, frankly, I like the idea of her falling for you and staying with us from time-to-time when the boys are with their dad.’ Me - ‘You... you WHAT?!’ Her - ‘I mean are you surprised? I expected you to bring home women at some point and, let’s face it, you know I like women almost as much as you do.’ Her - ‘I swear, sometimes you can be dumb for a smart person.’ Me - ‘A running theme it seems.’ Her (giggling) - ‘Are the sexually experienced women ganging up on you?’ Me - ‘Yes, and under different circumstances I’d probably be mad about it.’

We both had a laugh at that one. I went and changed into something more comfortable and then came and sat next to her while she masturbated.

Her - ‘Tell me all about it.’

I walked her through the whole experience. She came when I told her about the ass fingering and that I got hard, but I rubbed her while she calmed down, then told her the rest.

Her - ‘God that’s so perfect. I’d say ‘Your poor cock’ but that would be a lie.’ Me (laughing) - ‘Yeah, he’s been through it but I can’t say it was unwanted.’ Her - ‘I bet it’s so sore.’ Me - ‘Yeah, I need a break with lots of fruit and water.’ Her - ‘Well, you’ll have a little time depending on what Sam wants, but not much.’ Me - ‘What do you mean?’ Her - ‘(other woman’s name) and I have been talking. She’s ready for you to meet her husband.’ Me - ‘Oh, look, I...’ Her - ‘I said meet, not fuck. He won’t be back in town until Wednesday, so they’re looking at Thursday or Friday.’ Me - ‘What about the boys?’ Her - ‘They’ll be fine, if we can keep this going even when we have them I’ll be all in. You just can’t be gone forever, mind you, so it gives you a good out in case things get uncomfortable.’ Me - ‘OK, are you going to work the details or should I?’ Her - ‘I’m fine taking the lead on this one, she and I have history like (friend’s name) so don’t worry.’ Her - ‘You focus on keeping Sam happy.’ Me - ‘Yes ma’am! I’m going to cook dinner, I love you.’ Her - ‘I love you, too. I’m going to clean up and say hi to the boys.’

Before I left, I did have a question.

Me - ‘You sure you aren’t mad?’ Her - ‘No (my name), remember I had just finished that meeting and was doing paperwork. I just wasn’t ready to talk about it.’ Me - ‘Fair, I love you.’ Her - ‘I love you too.’

I powered up the oven and texted Sam.

Me (via text) - ‘Hey! How are you?’ Her - ‘Hey! I’m good, just finished cumming from thinking about you.’ Me - ‘That’s funny, so did my wife.’ Her - ‘What did you tell her?’ Me - ‘All of it, down to the feelings as well. She actually thinks its hot, wants us to explore it.’ Her - ‘I wondered if you would, but that’s so sexy that she’s letting you explore it. I’m excited!’ Me - ‘Me too! What’s your schedule like this week?’ Her - ‘I’m pretty packed in the evenings, unfortunately, doesn’t open up until next weekend. What about you?’ Me - ‘Boooo. I’m pretty open, but apparently (other woman’s name) is ready for me to meet her husband already?’ Her - ‘Yeah, they don’t play around. That might be a good setup, then, go see them during the week and we can find time next weekend.’ Her (sending pictures of her nude in the bed) - ‘You like?’ Me - ‘I love, that’s so amazing. You are gorgeous. Can I share you with my wife?’ Her - ‘I was hoping you would.’ Me - ‘She’s hoping we get close enough that you can come spend the night with us from time-to-time.’ Her - ‘Wait, really? Now that’s the first surprise in all this, but I am biflexible and totally down.’ Me - ‘Awesome, I’m going to let her know. And show her these pics haha.’ Her - ‘Good, I’ll talk with you later.’

The week seemed to crawl by. I spoke with Sam often, but nothing overly complicated. Lots of nudes and dick pics swapped, with the intention of meeting Saturday, but otherwise it was relatively calm. Thankfully my wife’s friend had her hands full at work, as well, so outside of my wife and I’s normal sex routine I had plenty of time to recover.

Then, Thursday at work, it happened.

Wife (via text) - ‘Hey, (other woman’s name) said she and her husband are available tonight.’ Me - ‘Oh?’ Her - ‘Yeah, are you ready? Do you have anything to do tonight?’ Me - ‘Outside of getting the boys and making dinner, no.’ Her - ‘Don’t worry about either, I’ll take care of it and tell the boys you have a work function.’ Me - ‘Are you sure?’ Her - ‘Yes, I want this.’ Me - ‘Then go ahead, make the call.’ Her - ‘Are you sure? Yay! I’m so excited.’ Me - ‘Yeah, I’m ready to at least see where this goes.’ Her - ‘Remember, no pressure. You’re just meeting him and at most y’all might fuck her together, that’s it.’ Me - ‘OK, I’m ready.’

That night I got dressed up, same as I did to go to the bar the first time I met (other woman’s name) and Sam, kissed my wife and told the boys ‘bye,’ and headed out.

They lived in a nice part of the city (we lived in the suburbs) and were clearly well off. I was just as nervous as the last weekend when I went to the bar, except this time it was for a variety of different reasons. As I pulled up her husband was standing in the front waiting for me.

The house was expansive, at least 4,000 square feet judging from the outside. The entire front was lit and floor to ceiling windows ran the expanse. I could see custom woodwork and marble floors on the inside.

He walked up and greeted me as I got out.

Him - ‘Hi (my name), I’m (his name), (other woman’s name) husband.’ Me - ‘Nice to meet you sir, thanks for having me.’ Him - ‘Yeah, drop the sir. I’m told you can handle older women so that means you can use my first name.’ Me (smirking) - ‘Fair enough.’

Everything he wore was custom. Boots, jeans, button down, belt - all custom. The whole experience meant one of two things: They were very, very rich; or they wanted people to think that they were. Either way, they were pulling it off well.

We walked into the house, which seemed cavernous.

Him (with a hint of joking and gesturing toward the living room) - ‘I’m told you know my wife.’ Me - ‘Yes, I do, I..’

I trailed off. There she was in the living room, holding a glass of wine and what appeared to be whiskey in the other. The reason I trailed off is because she was wearing black and silver lace panties and nothing else.

Her - ‘Hey (my name), thanks for coming. Jack Honey wasn’t it?’ Me - ‘Ye... yeah. Thanks. Are y’all worried about people seeing you?’ Him - ‘No, they know what we’re about but they can’t touch us. Plus I’m the HoA president.’ Him - ‘Do you need discretion?’ Me (composing myself) - ‘Yeah. We still have two young children that probably wouldn’t understand, and my career is still in its infancy.’ Him - ‘Totally understand, one second.’

He went over to the bay of switches on the wall and pushed two into the ‘down’ position, and automated shades started to lower. 

Him - ‘That’s better. Everything alright?’ Me (realizing I had been staring at his wife) - ‘Yes, sorry. I just forgot how stunning she was and I’m not used to this kind of interaction.’ Her - ‘God (husband’s name) he’s making me blush.’ Him - ‘If you hang out with us, you’ll get used to it.’

The wife walked over and kissed me, then handed me my whiskey.

Her - ‘Have a seat, please.’ Me - ‘OK.’

We all took a seat in the living room. I undid two buttons on my shirt because I was a little warm.

The husband chuckled.

Him - ‘Yeah, I see it. He’s not dumb, just inexperienced.’ Me - ‘Pardon me?’ Him - ‘You’re good at sex. I watched the footage, you fucked my wife well, and your wife sings your praises. But I can also see how uncomfortable you are.’ Me - ‘Yeah, I’ve only just recently found stride in my sexuality, and my wife seems to have done some things in the past but is looking to expand.’ Him - ‘Oh yeah, she’s had fun with us before and gone out a time or two.’ Me - ‘So I’ve been told.’ Him - ‘Ahhhh, so she trusts you.’ Me - ‘Yes, we both want this and I’ve bought in, I’ve also allowed her to be open which I don’t think she was given in the past.’ Him - ‘Perfect. What do you know about me?’

There was a small moan from where his wife was sitting, and I looked over to see she was masturbating.

Him - ‘Don’t worry about her, she’s just getting ready for you. Now, again, what do you know about me?’ Me (trying to stay composed) - ‘Ahem, so I found out about your business interests and...’ Him - ‘Sexually.’ Me - ‘Oh, well, I... nothing, really. My wife, my girlfriend, and my wife’s friend says y’all are the couple to know if you want to fuck in this city. But after that, I don’t know much.’ Him - ‘Good, no pre-conceived notions. I like that.’ Him - ‘Ever fucked a man?’ Me - ‘No. But I’m interested, I know it would turn the women close to me on a lot, and I’ve watched some MMF bisexual stuff and it turns me on.’ Him - ‘So you’re willing to try?’ Me - ‘Yeah.’ Him - ‘Good. Go ahead (wife’s name).’ Me - ‘Wha...’

She almost jumped out of her seat, bounced across the room, and fell to her knees in front of me. As she was undoing my belt and taking off my shoes, I realized that this man had complete sexual control over a woman that had matched wits with me pretty easily.

I was going to have to up my game.

She pulled my briefs off and my cock stood at attention. She gave it a couple of slow strokes before taking it into her throat.

Him - ‘Ohhhh, she likes you.’

I couldn’t stop moaning, this was way more than she let on at the bar. She kept stroking and hitting her throat with my cock, it felt amazing. 

Her - ‘Mmmmm, this is such a beautiful cock. Why don’t you come suck it while I sit on his face?’ Him - ‘As you wish kitten.’ Me - ‘I mean...’

I didn’t finish my sentence, she covered my face in her dripping pussy and, well, I love to eat pussy so I dug in. I could hear him taking off his clothes and moving toward me, but I didn’t know what to expect. Then I felt two hands on my knees, and then it happened.

It felt... really good. I moaned.

Her - ‘Yeah, he sucks good cock.’

I lifted her up to look, there was his head bobbing up and down while he stroked the base of my shaft. It was an amazing feeling, and then she pulled my head back.

Her - ‘Ah ah ah, you aren’t done mister.’

I focused on her pussy, I swear if I thought too much about him I would have cum in his mouth. I started to lick long and hard strokes on her clit, then stuck my fingers in to search for her spot.

Her - ‘Oh (husband’s name) he’s so fucking good. He’s going to make me cum.’

Her husband took me out of his mouth and looked.

Him - ‘Yeah, that’s impressive. Keep doing it (my name), she’s close.’

I continued as I was told, and he returned to my cock. It wasn’t long before I felt her insides start to convulse, and I felt her juices rolling down my fingers and face.

Her - ‘Oh fuck stop, stop.’

I didn’t, I wouldn’t. I wanted control of this situation. I held on to her hips and kept going.

Her - ‘No, no I’m going to cum again no.’ Him - ‘Yeah, this guy will do.’

She came again, this time she lost herself to it. She went almost rigid in my arms as an orgasm ripped through her and she sprayed everywhere. I pushed her off onto her back on the couch, rolled over, and entered her.

Her - ‘Oh God it’s so fucking good. Fuck me.’

I started to pound her. I’m not really sure what came over me but I wanted this and I wanted her to want me, to need me. Her tits were bouncing everywhere as her husband came around, kneeled near her head, and stuck his cock out.

I was a little surprised. For a guy that had so much control over women, he wasn’t very big. But as she reached out to suck him I could see that he was fit and could move in ways I had never really tried - there was a fluidity to him.

Me - ‘Fuck I love the way you fuck her mouth.’ Him - ‘Oh yeah, her mouth is amazing. She knows just where to hold it so I can fuck it just right.’

Her pussy was soaked and she was loving every bit of it. He pulled out of her mouth and slapped her face a few times, and it just struck me.

Me - ‘I want to suck it.’

He looked at me with desire, but also pause.

Him - ‘You sure? There’s no turning around from this.’ Me - ‘Give it here.’

He moved closer to her midsection, and I leaned over and took his cock in my mouth. I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, but feeling his hard cock slide into my mouth was amazing.

I moaned, hard, and kept pounding his wife.

Him (breathing hard) - ‘Damn, he’s pretty good for having never done it.’ Her - ‘Oh fuck I’m going to cum againnnnn.’

I couldn’t hold it, feeling her cum again and his hard cock in my mouth I let loose inside her.

Her - ‘Oh God (husband’s name) he’s cumming inside me.’ Him - ‘Oh yeah I can see his hips moving. Oh that’s so hot...’ Him - ‘I’m going to cum in his mouth.’ Her - ‘Yesssss, please! Please!’

He spilled in my mouth. A lot. I was totally shocked and, at the same time, turned on and I kept sucking. I could feel his cock pulsing in my mouth, it was intoxicating.

And somehow I was still hard, and I kept fucking his wife.

Him - ‘Fuck, fuck he’s still sucking me.’ Her - ‘He’s still fucking me, too.’ Him - ‘Yeah, he’s a keeper.’

That went on for a minute or two, and I was hoping to rebuild for a round 2, but finally I couldn’t anymore. I pushed off of his wife and fell back into the other side of couch.

I took them in for a minute, her head was in his lap and he was relaxed against the back of the couch. My cum leaked out of her.

I started to laugh.

Her (somewhat uncomfortable) - ‘Are you OK?’ Me - ‘Yes, I’m sorry for being weird. It’s just, if you had told me walking out the door last Saturday that the events would lead to what just happened, I would have thought you were nuts.’

They both laughed.

Him - ‘We’ve heard that before. But you’re good.’ Me - ‘Thanks, I don’t like to halfass things and I love sex, so, I appreciate you both giving me a chance to try this.’ Her - ‘Oh just wait. His ass is a dream.’ Me - ‘Pardon?’ Him - ‘Oh, tonight was hot, but next time I want you in my ass.’ Me - ‘So I passed the test?’ Her - ‘You passed the test when you fucked me at the bar. You sealed the deal when he came in your mouth.’ Me - ‘Looking forward to it.’ Her - ‘But you probably need to go.’ Him - ‘Yes, it is late.’ Me (pulling out phone) - ‘Oh shit, it’s almost 10. Yes I need to go.’

I shot up and started to get dressed. They both stayed nude and watched. After I finished they walked me to the door.

Her (kissing me) - ‘We’ll see you soon.’ Him - ‘Very soon.’ Me - ‘Looking forward to it.’

I called my wife as soon as I was on the highway.

Her - ‘You’re late.’ Me - ‘I know, look, I’m sorry...’ Her (giggling) - ‘I’m kidding, it’s fine. The boys are asleep. How did it go?’ Me - ‘I fucked her and sucked his cock.’ Her - ‘Yes! Yes yes yes! How was it?’ Me - ‘Surprisingly? Really fucking awesome. He came in my mouth.’ Her - ‘Oh fuckkkkk. And then what?’ Me - ‘It was while I was cumming in her.’ Her - ‘I can’t wait to taste you when you get home. But be quiet, everyone’s asleep.’ Her (coyly) - ‘You should probably call your girlfriend.’ Me - ‘That didn’t sound real positive.’ Her - ‘Still so gullible. I’m just giving you a hard time, you should call her.’ Her - ‘The fact of the matter is she’ll want to know, and I get you when you get home anyway.’ Me - ‘OK, I love you, be home soon.’ Her - ‘Drive safe, I love you too. Remember - be quiet.’ Me - ‘I will.’

I hung up and dialed Sam.

Her - ‘How. Fucking. Was it.’ Me - ‘Pretty amazing. I didn’t expect it go as far is it did.’ Her - ‘And how far is that?’ Me - ‘He came in my mouth.’ Her (cooing) - ‘I am so glad you jumped in with both feet. You made him cum?’ Me - ‘I did OK, but I think it was just me being pretty decent at it and cumming in his wife at the same time.’ Her - ‘Oh fuck I bet that was so hot. What happened next?’ Me - ‘I stayed a little hard and kept fucking her and sucking him, but I quit when I realized round 2 wasn’t going to happen.’ Her - ‘Well, I have some good mental footage for later.’ Her - ‘So, you’re in. You told them you need discretion.’ Me - ‘Yes, they obliged. What do you mean ‘in’ ?’ Her - ‘There’s no way to understand it, maybe your wife can explain it better, but a lot of doors just opened after that audition.’ Me - ‘I guess we’ll find out. I’m home, still on for Saturday?’ Her - ‘You bet your ass, no getting out of it. Did they set another date?’ Me - ‘No, not yet, but it’s OK because I need to get my wife’s friend back in bed and I need some time with you.’ Her - ‘Jesus. You’re still eating right and hitting the gym? You don’t need to have a heart attack.’ Me (laughing) - ‘Yes, Sam, I’m doing what I can to keep up.’ Her - ‘Good. I’d hate for us to meet, have a connection, and I’m part of the reason you die.’ Me - ‘So dramatic.’ Her - ‘Well I am concerned! Be happy!’ Me (laughing again) - ‘Yes ma’am, I am and I appreciate it.’ Her - ‘You better. Alright, go in and fuck your wife. I know you will.’ Me - ‘I will. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.’ Her - ‘You better, good night.’

I snuck in and into the bedroom. My wife was naked, and ready. She ran over and took my pants off and held my cock up to her nose.

Her - ‘It smells so perfect, tell me everything.’

She took me in her mouth.

Me - ‘Oh fuck. I don’t know if I can focus.’ Her (pulling out and stroking) - ‘Figure it out.’ Me - ‘Yes ma’am.’

Branching out

I couldn’t remember the last time I had slept past 7:30 a.m., and yet I awoke to the sun pouring through the windows. I stretched and checked my phone.

Me - ‘Oh shit, it’s already past 10 a.m.’ Wife (stirring) - ‘Wha... what?’ Me - ‘Wake up baby, it’s past 10 and we need to get ready to get the boys this evening.’ Her - ‘Shit. OK, OK, I need to shower.’ Me - ‘OK, I’ll make coffee and breakfast.’

We kissed and parted ways. I was feeling it that morning and decided to have Alexa play some Black Keys while I put together a little breakfast. Eggs, bacon, toast, and a little coffee - I took it black, while my wife liked cream and sugar.

After about 20 minutes she shuffled in wearing another lingerie nighty, with nothing else. The aroma of scented lotions filled the room when she walked in.

Me (smirking) - ‘Whore lotions and see-through lingerie? Trying to get me worked up at breakfast?’ Her (laughing) - ‘You know me. But remember I have work stuff this afternoon.’ Me - ‘Ohhhh yeah, right right.’

I served her up at the kitchen counter.

Her - ‘Mmmmm, so good.’ Me - ‘Thanks, I know how you like it.’ Her (rolling eyes) - ‘In a mood today, are we?’ Me - ‘Well, yeah, can you blame me?’ Her (giggling) - ‘No I guess I can’t.’ Me (while we ate) - ‘So two things happened last night. I watched some bisexual porn.’ Her (slamming down coffee cup) - ‘Tell me, tell me! Did you like it?!’ Me - ‘I did. I didn’t get instantly hard or anything, but I enjoyed watching it - especially MMF - and eventually it had me massaging my balls. I think it’s something I’ll come around to.’ Her - ‘Ohhhhh that’s so exciting! What’s the other?’ Me - ‘Sam texted me, wants to meet for coffee. I figured I could grab the groceries after you leave, then prep and meet her before I get the boys.’ Her - ‘Ohhhh how fun! Just don’t be late for the boys.’ Me - ‘Oh no, I told her and she actually has to do a ‘kid trade’ as well so we’re both on a deadline.’ Her - ‘Perfect.’ Me - ‘You wouldn’t believe - she watched the security footage of me and (woman’s name), and I told her about the bisexual stuff. She’s into all of it.’ Her - ‘Holy shit that’s hot! Think anything will happen today?’ Me - ‘I don’t think so, I think she just wants to feel me out - and not in a sexual way, haha.’ Her - ‘Mmmmm, more for me then.’

I was sore, but the sight of her in the nighty and the scent of the lotion was too much. I dropped my shorts off, I was already semi, and walked over and presented my cock. She pulled the nighty back to expose her tits and started to suck.

Me - ‘Schhh, ahhh.’ Her (pulling off) - ‘Still a little sore?’ Me - ‘Yeah, not bad, but a little unexpected.’ Her - ‘Gotta work through it, get this cock in stud shape.’ Me (grinning) - ‘Yes ma’am.’ Me - ‘You like the idea of all this pussy gravitating to me?’ Her (muffled) - ‘Mmmmhm’

I let her suck for awhile while I felt up her tits, and then felt her pussy - soaked.

Me - ‘Ohhhh, what has you so worked up?’ Her (pulling off and stroking) - ‘Your cock is so hard, thinking about you fucking Sam. You just have this energy coming off of you.’ Me - ‘Let’s see how much it’s rubbed off on you.’

I shoved two fingers inside her and started to massage the base of her vagina. Through play I had learned how she liked it, a deep massage with pressure on the base and clitoral manipulation. It didn’t take long before she was pushing juices all over the stool and cumming hard.

My wife wanted me to mention this - if you know what you’re doing, it’s REALLY easy to make her cum. Like, almost too easy. It’s one of the reasons she’s so cautious with sex, because the more she cums the more her ‘bimbo’ side comes out and she’s willing to do almost anything. This will really come to light when she does her first story about going to a swingers club.

I swung around and pushed my cock inside her, it was so delicious. She was soaking wet, we had turned off the music because we didn’t like it during sex, so all you could hear was the sound of a wet pussy and heavy breathing.

I grabbed her hair and pulled it while wrapping my other hand and arm around her tits. I pushed myself in as far as I could go.

Her (breathing heavy and grunting) - ‘Oh fuckkkk’

I was giving her slow, shallow strokes. I was already so deep in her I didn’t want it to hurt too much, and I had gotten so worked up I didn’t think I would last very long. I was correct, after just a few minutes I started to cum inside her.

I collapsed on the stool next to her and took her in. She was beautiful, her head rested on her arms on the bar and she breathed heavily.

Me (after a few minutes) - ‘You OK?’ Her - ‘Yeah, I just couldn’t stop thinking about you and other women. It’s intoxicating and it turns me on so much.’ Me - ‘But you’re still buried in your arms?’ Her - ‘Because it still kind of bothers me? It’s not your fault, it’s just something I have to work through.’ Me (now concerned) - ‘Well I’m here if we need to talk.’ Her - ‘Oh, no need. I just keep thinking about what I read the other day - Your kinks are your kinks, repressing them just creates toxic energy. Your pussy doesn’t lie.’ Me - ‘You were very, very wet. I don’t think it’s lying to you.’ Her - ‘No, absolutely not. It’s what I want, I just still have some mental processes to go through.’ Her - ‘I have to go, text Sam and get that set up!’ Me (kissing her) - ‘Yes ma’am!’

She went back to the room to finish getting dressed, so I followed directions.

Me (via text) - ‘Good morning ma’am! Sorry I’m late, things got a little crazy after breakfast this morning haha. Still good for coffee this afternoon?’ Her (few minutes later) - ‘Yes! Haha, better get used to that. If that’s her kink, and you are the way you are, she’s going to want you often to reclaim.’ Me - ‘Not sure what that means, but I’m looking forward to learning haha.’ Me - ‘So, I have to hit the grocery story, usually takes about an hour. I have a 5 p.m. deadline for the boys, so I was thinking we could meet at that coffee place near you around 2? Gives us a few hours, anyway.’ Her - ‘Perfect!’

I went into the bedroom to put on shoes and grab my keys and wallet, and walked out into the garage with my wife.

Her - ‘Did you set it up?’ Me - ‘Yes ma’am. Going to grocery store now, meeting her at 2.’ Her - ‘Can you pull that off?’ Me - ‘Oh yeah, I got this.’ Her - ‘Love the enthusiasm, haha. She OK that you emptied yourself before you left?’ Me - ‘Yeah, again pretty sure she just wants to meet and have a more private, easy-going conversation.’ Her - ‘Fair enough! Good luck my love, see you later.’ Me - ‘I love you.’

I rushed through the grocery store, of course I forgot some things and had to go back that night, but I had good reason. I got home, unloaded, took a quick shower, and was back out the door and on time for 2.

She was late, so I ordered some fruit and a water and her request of a green tea. When she arrived I was immediately taken aback - her hair was done, makeup on, wearing a crop top (no bra), jeans, and small-heeled sandals.

Being a tit man, I also noticed that hers were bigger than I remembered at the bar.

Me (stammering) - ‘Hey... hey there. Here’s your tea.’ Her (giggling) - ‘Problem?’ Me - ‘I think I expected more of a ‘lazy Sunday’ look, especially since you worked late, but you look incredible!’ Her (visibly pleased) - ‘This is my ‘lazy Sunday’ look, it’s what I prefer. Never know when some good pussy or dick might be available.’ Me - ‘Well damn.’ Her - ‘You’ll see. It will be surprising, if you present yourself in such a way, how much more sexual attention you’ll get.’

That comment struck me, because my wife had made it as well. I did notice the barista’s eyes lingering on me, and maybe it was because my wife had directed me to go through the full process - shower, shave, hair, good clothes, nice but comfortable shoes.

Me - ‘I look forward to learning more oh great wizard.’ Her (rolling eyes) - ‘Smartass.’ Me - ‘It’s a habit, and sometimes a detriment. I was reserved last night but after the ‘dumbest smart person’ comment I figure I’d need to let that go.’ Her (giggling) - ‘Fair enough.’ Me - ‘So what’s the deal with kid pickup? Thought yours were grown?’ Her - ‘Good question - niece. My sister is also divorced and we live together. As a nurse and bartender combo, we help each other when we can.’ Me - ‘Ah, and does she...?’ Her - ‘Haha, another good question. Does she know what I do? Yes. Does she participate? Not really. Does she judge? No.’ Me - ‘What does not really mean?’ Her - ‘There have been a few guys that caught her eye and I shared. Never lasted long because most of these guys are just looking for sex, and she’s out of her ‘sex phase,’ so-to-speak.’ Me - ‘I’m guessing she did the opposite of you? Got into a career, didn’t marry, did her sexual stuff early?’ Her - ‘Exactly. It’s why our living situation works so well, and I have a private entrance so my niece doesn’t have to know.’ Me - ‘Why did she divorce?’ Her - ‘Tough story. She had gone through her sex phase, husband hadn’t. They were actually a great match on paper, but he wanted more and she was focused on work and their kid. He asked for permission, ‘hall pass’ or whatever, to get it out of his system and she didn’t agree.’ Her - ‘So he took matters into his own hands and got caught.’ Me - ‘So it blew up?’ Her - ‘In a way I sympathize with both of them. I understand her concerns, but I talked to her about it and she was very hypocritical to do that to him considering her history.’ Her - ‘She also told me he sucks in bed and just figured he’d eventually lose interest anyway. I said she should have let him experience that, it would have been better.’ Her - ‘But here we are.’

We spent the next hour talking about our past and work. It was surprised how much we had in common, and I found myself getting more and more attracted to her as time went on.

Her (laughing and finishing her second tea) - ‘This has been nice. How much time do we have left?’ Me - ‘I’ve got to leave in about 45 minutes.’ Her - ‘Oh! Then why don’t you walk me to my car?’ Me - ‘Oh, you need to leave now?’ Her - ‘Haha. You’re kidding? Are we not going to do SOMETHING?’

I was taken aback, I really just thought we were meeting for coffee and to get to know each other - and yet here I was, on the verge of getting laid again.

Me - ‘Oh, well, yeah.’ Her - ‘You thought we were just meeting to get to know each other?’ Me - ‘Yeah, I guess I kind of did. I definitely got the ‘I like sex’ vibe, but I figured you were going to size me up.’ Her (grabbing my hand and pulling me out the door) - ‘Well now you know better. Dumbest smart person I’ve ever met I swear.’ Me (in the parking lot) - ‘What does that mean?’ Her - ‘I literally got to know you at the bar, watched you bull fuck a really sexy woman in the lifestyle, and then you told me you had sex with your wife just the morning after? What more is there to size up?’ Her (laughing) - ‘I just wonder if you have anything left in the tank.’

She pulled me to her car in the alley behind the shop. She opened the back door and hopped in, I went around and got in the other side. I hadn’t even finished closing the door before she laid a kiss on me.

She tasted like strawberries, and there was something more to it - a passion that I only felt with my wife. She pulled off and stared at me.

Me - ‘You feel it, too?’ Her (breathing heavily) - ‘Yeah. That’s...’ Me - ‘What we want.’

I kissed her again, and things got very aggressive. She started rubbing my cock through my jeans and I just felt every inch of her I could - groping her tits, rubbing her round but firm ass, and finally unbuttoning her jeans and sliding my hand down her thigh.

She moaned.

Me - ‘Mmmmm, you like that.’ Her - ‘Yes, but I can tell you’re having some trouble.’ Me - ‘Yeah look, I’m sorry...’ Her (smirking) - ‘Don’t worry, I can fix that. Take off your pants.’

I very aggressively removed my pants and looked at my cock. Poor guy had been through a lot, I thought, but he was trying. She took off her clothes and opened her center console and pulled out a bottle.

Me - ‘Lube? You just carry that around?’ Her (smirking) - ‘Never know when it’ll come in handy.’ Her - ‘Swing this way.’

I moved my hips all the way onto the seat, she pulled my right leg up and put it on the back of the chair, and shifted my left leg against the front seat.

Her - ‘Relax.’ Me - ‘I’m not sure what...’ Her - ‘Relax.’

She pulled my cock and balls back, and stuck her tongue in my ass.

Me - ‘Oh, oh fuck. What...’ Her - ‘Relax.’

Her tongue felt good, I was surprised how good, frankly. After a minute she started to stroke my cock - I was sore, but the whole sensation felt amazing.

After awhile, she pulled away and put lube on her finger, rubbing it around my asshole. Then she lubed her finger again.

Me - ‘What are you...’ Her - ‘Relax.’

She put my cock back into her hand, and slid her finger in my ass. There was a moment of discomfort, but after she pushed all the way through my cock shot up like a rocket.

Her (smirking and fingering me) - ‘That’s what we wanted.’ Me (breathing heavily) - ‘Oh fuck, what the hell is this?’ Her - ‘You’re interested in bisexual stuff, this is a good start, and there’s so many nerve endings in there. And if I push right here.’

She pressed on my prostate and the feeling was so intense. She kept fingering me and started sucking me, it was almost too much - my eyes crossed and I let out this massively guttural moan.

She stopped and made a move to mount me.

Me - ‘No condom?’ Her - ‘No, I want to feel you.’

I didn’t argue, I couldn’t, I had reached this place that I had only ever reached with my wife. Her pussy swallowed me up and it was ecstacy.

Me - ‘Oh god you’re so tight.’ Her - ‘Your cock feels so good.’

Our eyes stayed locked the entire time as we moved our hips back and forth. The breathing was heavy, intense, I could feel every bit of her pussy massaging my cock as I watched her tits bounce and her chest heave.

I couldn’t hold it, I sprayed cum inside her.

Her - ‘Oh my fucking god you’re cumming. Oh it’s so warm.’

I couldn’t believe it, the shock, the ecstacy, the passion, and it was all just so random but also amazing.

She laid down on top of me, leaving my cock in. Her pussy was so warm and I could feel her juices running down it.

Me - ‘You’re OK with me cumming inside you?’ Her - ‘Yeah, that wasn’t going to end any other way. It was perfect.’ Me - ‘But...’ Her - ‘Oh don’t worry, my tubes are tied and I’ll take a morning after if it makes you feel better.’ Me - ‘If you say so. Fuck, that was so hot. We have...’ Her - ‘A connection? Abso-fucking-lutely. That was the best sex I’ve had in awhile.’ Me - ‘But you didn’t cum?’ Her (giggling) - ‘That’s quite alright. I’m more of a pleaser, anyway, but it takes some effort to get me there. I’ll teach you, but in the meantime my vibrator will have me there in no time later thinking about this.’

I laid there for a brief minute, before grabbing my phone.

Me - ‘Shit, I have to go.’ Her - ‘I know, go ahead and get dressed.’

I got dressed and hopped out, she did the same and jumped in the driver’s seat.

Me - ‘This was, pretty amazing.’ Her (smiling) - ‘Damn straight it was. I like you (my name) and I hope this continues.’ Me - ‘After that? Damn straight it will.’

She kissed me, rolled up the window, and drove off. I walked to my car, pulled onto the highway, and called my wife.

Her - ‘Heading for the boys?’ Me - ‘Yes ma’am, with plenty of time to spare. How’s it going on your end?’ Her - ‘Good, we are done and they have an idea of where they want to go next.’ Her - ‘How did it go with Sam?’ Me - ‘Well...’ Her - ‘Ohhh y’all fucked didn’t you?’ Me - ‘How did you know?’ Her - ‘(other woman’s name) could tell y’all had something, she texted me about it when I told her you were going to coffee. We both knew something would happen.’ Me - ‘Guess I’m the oblivious one.’  Me - ‘But, there’s more...’ Her - ‘What do you mean?’

Anyone had any success posting or even just REBLOGGING porn on here lately?

To define success I mean - avoiding the ban hammer.

We only have two followers so I know not a lot of people will see this or respond to it, but I’ve noticed is almost impossible to pick up followers now without reblogging or posting some sort of fun pictures.

But we also lost our 7 year blog to a ban about 4 months ago after having a reblogging session late in the evening, and I lost a burner account I started Saturday just to see if they’re cracking down as quickly as I had suspected (they are).

I know of two other blogs that have recently been on the wrong end of the hammer, as well.

I still see fun, adult pictures on my feed so surely someone has figured this out?

Branching out

The closer I got to the house, the more doubt crept into my mind.

Me (mumbling to myself) - ‘That was too easy, it went too well.’

I’m a very cynical person, by nature, so in the moment I really enjoyed everything because my wife insisted that I do just that. I’ve spent years at tons of personal training trying to do better about living ‘in the moment’ instead of ‘looking on to the next.’ However, I had done enough research on the lifestyle and the way things usually go to know that the events of the last three hours reeked of ‘bullshit.’

I pulled up, parked the car, and closed the gate. I saw my wife in the back door window, standing there in lingerie nightwear waiting for me.

Her (opening the door, our two dogs bounding out) - ‘Tell. Me. Fucking. Everything.’ Me - ‘I will. But first, you have to tell me the truth.’ Her - ‘What the fuck does that mean?’ Me - ‘(Wife’s name) I know I’m 10 years younger than you, but I’m not stupid and I’d like to believe that’s one of the big reasons you jumped into this relationship. Either you knew Sam, (other woman’s name), or both - which is it?’ Her (sighing) - ‘I mean, I know (other woman’s name) because we both are in the same profession and we hooked up. I don’t know Sam, at all, but yes I’ve been around the other woman.’ Me - ‘No, not good enough. Even if everyone at that table was in the lifestyle, there’s no way a woman would take just some guy - none of her other friends - into a backroom at a bar and play pre-mediated sex games with him. It was planned.’ Me (sternly) - ‘Spill it.’ Her (exasperated) - ‘OK... OK!’ Her - ‘I don’t know where to start.’ Me - ‘Did you know Sam?’ Her - ‘No, (other woman’s name) texted me to say that you were flirting with the bartender, who she knew in the lifestyle, and it was hot. But neither of us really know her, no.’ Me - ‘So that was real. Tell me about the setup.’ Her - ‘I knew you were nervous and still getting your feet underneath you, so I texted (other woman’s name) and asked her to meet you there and play backup if you fell short.’ Me - ‘Still too convenient, and clearly she wasn’t going to play backup. How did you know she would agree?’ Her - ‘Well, I knew she was in the lifestyle.’ Me - ‘How?’ Her - ‘I mean...’ Me - ‘You know I’m going to get the truth.’ Her - ‘Fine, FINE. She and I used to hook up very regularly. I knew she was in the lifestyle and she very much wanted me to get into it, but I just wasn’t interested in it at the time - I wasn’t comfortable with my sexuality as a whole, and she was enough.’ Me - ‘(Wife’s name), hooking up with someone regularly isn’t crazy or worth lying over. What’s the real deal here?’ Her (sighing) - ‘You know when I spoke about hooking up at the pool? Well, there was more to it.’ Her - ‘So a friend of (other woman’s name) in the lifestyle does real estate, and a family friend of hers had very quickly moved to Texas - just out of the blue. They had this gorgeous multi-million dollar house with a killer pool, and she invited everyone to a ‘lifestyle open house’ as her friend had it listed and agreed.’ Her - ‘It was an early evening thing, so she and I dressed to kill. You know my look - fancy lingerie, tight dress, tits out, hair done, expensive jewelry. Honestly, if she and I didn’t fuck that night I knew I was going to get laid somehow.’ Her - ‘So we get there, but I wasn’t told it was all lifestyle people, and honestly when we arrived they all looked just like normal people - but as the alcohol flowed I could tell something was different. People were REALLY touchy-feely, with some women even having their tits exposed and some guys with their cocks out.’ Her - ‘I confronted her, asked her if it was a lifestyle deal. She confessed, and apologized, but told me that we didn’t have to do anything I wasn’t comfortable with. Just keep having a few drinks.’ Me - ‘What did you choose to do?’ Her - ‘I chose to keep having drinks.’ Me - ‘Knowing something was going to happen.’ Her - ‘Exactly, which is why I was kind of embarrassed but honestly just talking about it with you isn’t so bad.’ Me - ‘So what happened next?’ Her - ‘I had more drinks and started to really take in the people at the party. There were a lot of sexy people there, and I started to get very turned on.’ Her -’(Other woman’s name) noticed, clearly, and started to get more into it with me, pointing out different men and women and asked if I liked them, what I liked about them, would I fuck them... those kinds of questions.’ Me - ‘I’m guessing there weren’t a whole lot of ‘no’s’ in that series of questions?’ Her - ‘No, there really wasn’t. It wasn’t the alcohol, either, since I know everyone likes to say and I’m a ‘alcowhore’ or whatever - but this was different.’ Me - ‘Different how?’ Her - ‘I looked around the room and I wasn’t looking at people like people, if that makes sense. It wasn’t a dehumanizing thing or anything, they weren’t ‘less than,’ but moreso people who just want to fuck and didn’t need all the extra, stupid stuff - it was liberating.’ Her - ‘Instead of looking at this one woman, who was absolutely fucking gorgeous, as someone I’d have to small talk with, and get to know, she just had this beautiful body and a pair of tits I just wanted to suck.’ Her - ‘There was another guy who was getting a blowjob from someone and he just had this absolutely perfect cock, I wanted to suck it with her.’

She paused.

Her - ‘Do you hate me?’ Me - ‘No, I don’t hate you. I also don’t judge you for the story you’re telling, or being who you are. Hell, it sounds like you had a real moment of clarity, for yourself and your inner desires. Honestly it’s hot as fuck and I’m enjoying it, I wish it’s something we could make happen one day.’ Me - ‘I am upset because you lied. I’m also upset because you set me up because you didn’t trust me.’ Me - ‘And while I understand the whole setup thing, to make it happen and help me get my feet, the lying part simply isn’t OK.’ Her - ‘I know and I’m sorry. It wasn’t that I wanted to lie it’s just... I’m a slut, really, and I wanted to make sure that we were settled into the life before I really opened up some of my past.’ Me - ‘Some?’ Her - ‘Well yeah, (my name), with friends like (friend’s name) and (other woman’s name) in the lifestyle, surely you expected more?’

I paused. The fact of the matter was, I did, but I had not really thought about it or embraced the idea. I didn’t think my wife was some non-sexual person, or really that ‘repressed,’ it was just deep down I knew that she was a sex fiend. The writing was on the wall, I just chose not to look because I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about fully embracing the feeling.

Me - ‘I did. After (friend’s name) told me the story about you both, I knew. But I guess I hadn’t thought about it much past that.’ Her - ‘The NOLA story?’ Me - ‘Yeah, like, I know (friend’s name) is a little bimbo-ish and doesn’t pick up on things, at the same time things like that don’t just happen. You subtly led her on, didn’t you?’ Her - ‘Yeah, figured you’d get there. When we met those guys, I wanted her to fuck them. I’m not about to risk it with random dick in the French Quarter, but she would and I knew that and I wanted to watch her fuck because, well, she’s sexy - the fact that they did have nice cocks and were good lays was just icing on the cake.’ Me - ‘You led her on a lot, didn’t you?’ Her - ‘Yeah, she was my muse, so-to-speak. She’d fuck anything.’ Her (after a few seconds pause) - ‘You’re getting turned on, aren’t you?’ Me - ‘You’re going to have to tell me all the stories, now, but in good time - let’s continue with the pool party.’

She removed her lingerie, I took off my clothes, and we sat on the couch together.

Her - ‘Ohhh, you’re hard again.’ Me - ‘Yup, and you are fucking soaked.’ Me (rubbing her clit with my right hand while I stroked with my left) - ‘The party.’ Her (giggling and breathing heavy) - ‘So I asked if you hated me, because I wanted to be sure you were ready for the next part.’ Her - ‘I approached the guy and pulled my tits out. No words, I just sank to my knees and took him in my mouth.’ Me (playfully) - ‘I thought you didn’t like random dick?’ Her (giggling) - ‘Well this wasn’t RANDOM, haha. They all knew him, and that night that was enough for me.’ Her - ‘It was just so powerful and LIBERATING. Feeling him get fully hard in my mouth, hearing his moans, listening to people talk about how sexy we looked, watching us - it was surreal.’ Her - ‘But I didn’t feel judged, I felt adored. Its so hard to explain, it was just different.’ Her - ‘So I’m sucking him, right? And I guess I caused some confidence, because another woman appeared next to me, but she was NAKED. Like, completely fucking naked.’ Her - ‘So I pulled him out and offered him to her, and she took it so willingly (my name). Oh it was so fucking sexy, watching her take the whole thing and moan. She was so gorgeous with that cock in her mouth.’ Me - ‘I bet, you love to be the center of attention, but you also like to watch. What happened next?’ Her - ‘They definitely got lost in each other, so I laid down under the woman and started eating her. It was so perfect - she tasted so sweet, she had one of those little bush triangles above her pussy but otherwise she was smooth.’ Her - ‘She just started moaning and moaning and riding my face. I could tell she was so into it, she just kept getting wetter and wetter - I was going to make her cum.’ Her - ‘Eventually she did, but I was so turned on and impressed because I could tell she kept his cock in her mouth the whole time, but she came so hard.’ Her - ‘So I heard him say ‘I want to fuck you’ and she said ‘Please’ and rotated around, keeping her pussy by my face but planting her face right in my pussy.’ Me - ‘How did it feel?’ Her - ‘It was so good, she immediately started sucking my clit which I love. It felt so good, and then I looked up and saw that beautiful cock slide right into her pussy. Between the sight of it, and the way I could feel her moaning on my clit...

She trailed off, and then an orgasm ripped through her. Watching her writhe and push so much juice out of her pussy told me one thing - she really did like to watch people fuck. A lot of her pushing for the quean life really made sense, but I guess I just had to see it.

Her (breathing very heavily) - ‘I’m OK, I’m OK, just need a second.’ Me (still stroking) - ‘Take all the time you need, it’s OK.’ Her (little more calm) - ‘Fuck I forgot how much I enjoyed that.’ Me - ‘I can see, so what happened next.’ Her - ‘So just like that, I came too, but she kept eating and it was just... a constant flow, so surreal like the rest of it. Watching that cock just fill her pussy up and hearing her moan just drove me insane.’ Her - ‘Finally he started to grunt and fill her with cum. I was shocked that he would do that, but it turned me on all the same. What was absolutely crazy was she just shoved herself completely on him, like she wanted that.’ Me - ‘Ohhhh, did she eventually get pregnant?’ Her - ‘God you’re fucking bad haha. No, I don’t think so, I guess they’re good about morning after and birth control, that kind of thing.’ Me - ‘Booooo, oh well. What happened next?’ Her - ‘They both collapsed against the wall behind us. I just looked at them for what seemed like forever, they just cuddled and she had cum flowing out of her, and they were the focus of the whole party - everyone was staring at them.’ Me - ‘Had other people also started fucking?’ Her - ‘There were a few people groping each other, but no one had the courage to fuck I don’t think, or maybe they were just there for a show.’ Me - ‘Show?’ Her - ‘Oh, I was set up, too. (Other woman’s name) knew I would get pulled into it. As I sat there, she came up, dropped her dress, and started eating me again.’ Me - ‘That’s so hot.’ Her - ‘Fuck yeah it was. She was so good, and she was only focused on me and had started fingering me and everything. I was just squirming and rubbing my tits until I came again.’ Her - ‘Then she led me over to the pool, and I walked in - the water was so warm and felt good on my body. She sat on the edge and pulled me in to her and I started to lick, furiously.’ Her - ‘She was so into it, and I could feel her getting wetter and wetter, she started grinding her hips against my face.’ Me - ‘Was the group watching?’ Her - ‘It was perfect, they were locked in on us.’ Me - ‘Did (other woman’s name) cum?’ Her - ‘Yes, and then another man removed his clothes, walked up, and presented his cock for her to suck - and she didn’t hesitate.’ Her - ‘So I kissed her legs a bit, kept her in it but didn’t go back to eating just yet, but eventually she took my head and shoved it back.’ Me - ‘Did the guy fuck either one of you?’ Her - ‘No, eventually he came on her tits after she came again.’ Me - ‘So what happened next?’ Her - ‘That was it, the party kind of ended there and everyone hugged and kissed and went home.’

I had enough material, I thought, so I smiled at her and then lead her head to my cock. She understood and started sucking diligently.

Me (moaning) - ‘Oh baby that feels so good. I’m imagining myself getting a blowjob while watching you fuck those other two and (other woman’s name).’

She moaned and started sucking harder. The idea that this could eventually, actually happen turned me on even more, and as I imagined hopping into the pool with my wife and fucking her while she ate (other woman’s name) I hit stride and started to spray cum in my wife’s mouth.

Her (wiping up) - ‘Holy shit, that was a lot of cum.’ Me - ‘Yeah, that story was really fucking sexy. REALLY fucking sexy, loved thinking about it.’ Her - ‘So you really think you’d be into that stuff?’ Me - ‘Well fuck yeah, look at what just happened. I was imagining YOU having sex with others, too.’ Her - ‘That’s so exciting!’ Me - ‘But, two things. You have to promise me to be more open and don’t lie anymore.’ Her - ‘I know, it’ll take time but I’ll open up. I’m just... scared of how I feel sometimes.’ Me - ‘You know I know the feeling, but I understand. The other thing is - I’m still confused as to why you sent (other woman’s name) but never told me about what happened? It still doesn’t add up.’ Her - ‘It’s dumb. Partially because I was scared if you knew you’d ask a bunch of questions and you needed to hear it from me, not her, and partially because I didn’t want you to swing and miss, and get very down and negative about it. I wanted it to go well and I knew she’d deliver.’ Her - ‘But, again, I didn’t want it to get caught up in that story. I wanted you to tell it, and honestly I knew you’d bring it up, but I just wanted you to fuck her.’ Me (coy) - ‘And you always get what you want.’ Her - ‘Damn straight. Hahahaha.’

We sat there for awhile, cuddling. But eventually she broke back into it.

Her - ‘Do you really like that?’ Me - ‘You know I’m voyeuristic, and I like to have some attention. The idea of being at a party and watching, but ALSO being able to be the center of attention and turning people on? That’s fucking hot.’ Me - ‘I’m definitely into growing to that.’ Her - ‘I just can’t believe we found each other. I love you.’ Me - ‘I love you too, honey bunny. Let’s clean up and hit the sheets, I’m exhausted hahaha.’

Later, as we were laying down.

Me - ‘We still haven’t talked about (other woman’s name) and her husband.’ Her - ‘We’ll get there. Don’t worry - but real talk I’d like for you to warm up to it. The idea of you sucking and fucking a dude is just, oh God I can’t I’m going to want to fuck again.’ Me - ‘Really?’ Her - ‘Oh yeah. He’s a good looking man, too. I don’t expect you to go all in right off the bat, but you really should consider it. It will be hot as fuck, he’s experienced, and it will open a lot of doors.’ Her - ‘And, of course, it will make me happy.’

I waited for her to fall asleep, then pulled out my phone and opened PornHub. I decided to watch some bisexual MM and MMF scenes. I was a little shocked - while I wasn’t immediately rock hard, some of it turned me on.

After watching a few videos, I started to massage my balls. They were really, really sore but I just couldn’t help myself.

I didn’t realize what time it was, suddenly a text came through. It was from Sam.

Her (via text) - ‘Hey! Loved the security footage of you and that woman. You’re quite the stud, I’m impressed. How did it go with your wife?’ Me - ‘Holy shit, you watched all that? Thanks? Hahaha.’ Me - ‘She loved it, and opened up a little bit about her relationship with (other woman’s name)’ Her - ‘Yeah, I knew I had recognized her. I don’t know her, per se, but I knew she was someone that was ‘connected’ to the lifestyle, but not ‘in it.’ If that makes sense.’ Me - ‘Yes, it does. That’s basically how she explained it to me, her and (other woman’s name) dated for awhile and she got involved.’ Her - ‘So why are you still up?’ Me (sending her a link) - ‘I’m watching bisexual stuff. I didn’t realize but she wanted me to fuck other men and couples, and (other woman’s name)’s husband is bi, she brought it up before we parted ways.’ Her - ‘That’s. Fucking. Hot.’ Me - ‘Really?’ Her - ‘Yeah, good looking men fucking each other is hot. Are you into it?’ Me - ‘Honestly, yeah I think I am. I’m definitely warming up to it and my wife says it will open doors, whatever that means.’ Her - ‘Oh yeah. You know how many wives would die to get fucked like you fucked that woman? And then have you fuck their husband? The community here is full of them.’ Me - ‘I had no idea, obviously. What do you know about that woman and her husband?’ Her - ‘Let’s just say you please them, you’ll have mostly your pick of who you want to fuck. They know everyone. But be careful, they know everyone. Like if you all want to be discreet, you need to be up front about that.’ Me - ‘Good to know. I think we need to do coffee, sooner rather than later. There are things I need to learn, and you and I need to get to know each other better.’ Her - ‘Sleep, I’m sure you’re exhausted. Text me when you wake up and we’ll set a time to meet, I’m off tomorrow.’ Me - ‘Perfect.’

Branching out

Writer’s note - I do apologize, it’s taken me awhile to compile this story. Partially due to confirming a few things with my wife, and partially because our family had Omicron and many of my employees had it (so I had to navigate that). But, hope you enjoy this next adventure!

Fair warning - this starts as quean story, but there is bisexual experiences in it for both females and males starting in part 2.

It had been roughly three months since my first hook up with my wife’s friend. She and I had continued and had become very comfortable with one another, so much so that my wife had given me permission to see her whenever I could, no need for prior approval.

But I could tell my wife was starting to get bored. The hookups had become routine - great sex and very enjoyable. We even had a few threesomes during that time, but in the end she was ready for me to ‘branch out.’

She expressed one night after a sexual encounter.

(Wife) - ‘I think (friend’s name) and I are ready for you to branch out.’ Me (laughing) - ‘Oh? You’re both in on this now?’ Her - ‘Yeah, I wanted to be sure she’s OK with it. She told me you fucked her in the ass, which means she’s REALLY comfortable with you, which in my opinion means it’s time to branch out.’ Me - ‘I don’t know about all that, there’s still things there to explore.’ Her - ‘Yes, I know we want to do the strip clubs and swinger clubs as a group and all that, but I’m not ready and y’all have reached the limit.’ Her - ‘I mean shit, (my name), she just stopped by your office in the middle of the day to suck you off. How is that not comfortable?’ Me (sighing and relenting) - ‘OK, OK. That’s fair.’ Her - ‘Besides, I know how you work and she’s noticed, too. There are times when a lot of things are going on and you know us both so well, you throw it on auto-pilot.’ Her - ‘And before you get stuck in your own head, yes the sex is still good enough and it’s still fun - and you aren’t distracted EVERY time.’ Her - ‘But when we first started this your passion and lust was at 10,000. Now it’s like, 1,000.’

It was a fair judgement, I couldn’t argue. Work had ratcheted up quite a bit as we got out of the holiday season, and even though they didn’t live with us full time the middle two children were spring sports kids (baseball and track) so we get busy with that, as well.

Me - ‘OK, but where do we start? Should we try the internet?’ Her (laughing) - ‘What do you mean by ‘the internet,’ that’s really fucking general.’ Me (also laughing) - ‘Sorry, like seeking local people on Tumblr, or FetLife, any of those sites or dating apps.’ Her - ‘No, you work better in person. I think, maybe, sign up for them but don’t put in much effort. You have to be seen.’ Me - ‘Fair. Where should I be seen, then? I haven’t been out alone or with a group in ages.’ Her - ‘You think (name of well-known cougar bar in nearby city) would be a good starting place?’ Me (grinning) - ‘You know me too well.’ Her - ‘I thought you’d like that suggestion.’

Now is the time for a little background for you, the reader. 

I love older women, I always have. 

I took a senior to homecoming my freshman year, and it’s never stopped. My wife is 10 years old than me, and she knows I prefer older so clearly she was playing to a situation in which I would gravitate. My wife’s friend is also 10 years older than me.

Saturday night came quickly (pardon the pun) and I felt ready. It was still cold in the evenings, so I went with dress jeans, button down, and a sport coat. I sprayed on some cologne and went to tell my wife goodbye.

Me - ‘I love you honey bunny bear.’ Her (already naked under the covers and ready to play with herself) - ‘I love you too, you look so good - if you don’t get someone, we’re going to need some serious help.’ Me (laughing) - ‘Right? You dressed me for success, so we’ll see.’

I cranked up the car and headed out. At the first red light I checked my phone and there was a picture from my wife of the pornstar Sara Jay naked, giving someone a blowjob.

Her (via text) - ‘Find someone like this please!’ Me - ‘I’ll try, but I think I’ll take what I can get.’ Her - ‘Oh sure, but I want you to eventually find someone like that.’ Me - ‘Noted.’

The drive to the bar was about 20 minutes, but as I went along every minute the car seemed to get warmer. I did have the heat on, I suppose, but it was unbearably hot. I took off my jacket, but it didn’t help. Finally I turned the heat off completely and rolled down a window which provided some relief.

As I parked in the parking lot I realized exactly why my body temperature was sky rocketing - I was 100% nervous. The excitement of what could potentially happen had masked my inner doubt regarding what could also happen, negatively.

Me (texting wife) - ‘I’m nervous, it got up to like 90 degrees in my car on the way here because I’m so damn nervous.’ Her - ‘Why? I’m literally telling you to find a filthy cougar to fuck. That’s like, literally your MO.’ Me - ‘Well yeah, the fantasy is great but so many things can go wrong.’ Her - ‘I understand (my name), really, but we also discussed this - it’s going to take time and practice for you to get used to it. We both know this.’ Her - ‘And don’t worry about me, you just being out and giving this a real shot not only makes me feel special, but I’m also so horny.’ Her (texting me a video of her wetness and tits) - ‘Go try to fuck someone.’

I don’t know how she does it, but my wife knows how to spur me in the right direction. I got out, put my coat back on, and walked in.

I had never been inside this particular bar before, but it definitely did not have a bar feel - more of a restaurant that didn’t serve food. 

But the reputation it had received was earned.

As I scanned the room I noticed that there were about six men in there, usually with a spouse or a group of women. The number of women, total? Roughly three-dozen, including three female bar tenders, and all of them were dressed with an air of sexuality - and you’d be hard pressed to convince me that any of them were under the age of 35. The scent of the room was heavy perfume and scented lotions.

My kind of place.

Everything about this was starting to spur my confidence in the right direction. I noticed roughly six pairs of eyes on me, several with smirks, which once again caused my confidence to move up. I strode up to the bar, leaned over, and waited.

The bartender turned around and did a double-take. I was little shocked, internally, because I figured guys like me came in to the place all the time. She was petite, auburn hair, with piercing green eyes. She was wearing tight jeans and a v-neck with no bra.

Her - ‘Hi. What can I get for you?’ Me - ‘Jack honey, on the rocks please.’ Her (face visibly turning red) - ‘Yes sir.’

I spent the next two minutes while she poured my drink trying to decide if I had just hit the jackpot for the right time-and-place, or if she was looking to increase her tip. My cousin had been a bartender for most of her 20s and, after getting drunk with my wife one night, had relayed that she would do a lot of things for a tip.

But my question was answered pretty quickly. She returned with my drink and a napkin, on the napkin was a phone number.

Me (smirking) - ‘Yours I hope?’ Her (also smirking) - ‘Why don’t you find out?’

I dialed it, and she picked up her phone off the back counter - there was my number.

Me - ‘Well that answers that question. And what shall I call you?’ Her - ‘Sam. And you?’ Me - ‘(My name).’ Her - ‘Ohhhh, I like that. So what’s your story? I see the wedding band.’ Me (face turning red) - ‘Well...’ Her (interrupting and laughing) - ‘Look, if you don’t want to tell me that’s fine, but I’m a bartender who needs tip so it’s not like I’m going to run off and tell the world - and the bar area has been slow.’ Her - ‘But you’re clearly here for a reason, and you took my number so... what’s the deal?’ Me (relenting) - ‘Well, fair. My wife and I have been expanding our sexual horizons, so-to-speak, and...’ Her - ‘You can drop the bullshit ‘proper speak.’ I’m sexually aware, she’s a quean right?’ Me (caught off-guard) - ‘Well... well yeah. She wants me to fuck other women. Regularly.’ Her (pulling out a beer) - ‘My night just got interesting. Have you done it yet?’ Me - ‘Yeah, actually. I’ve been fucking her friend for a few months now, but it’s become routine and very comfortable. My wife wants me to expand.’

I pulled out my phone and showed her a pic of both my wife and the friend.

Her (laughing) - ‘This is almost unreal. Two bouncy, busty sluts - you must be a good fuck. And into older women, from the looks of it.’ Me - ‘Yeah, it is almost unreal and I struggle with it constantly. It took me awhile to get fully comfortable with my wife’s friend, and coming out has been a new level all together.’ Her - ‘Well, yeah, that’s usually how that shit works. Good husbands who are good lays are the one’s who get the green light to do things like that. But the irony is they struggle BECAUSE they’re good husbands.’ Me - ‘You sure do know a lot about this, what’s your story?’ Her - ‘Pretty standard sex community stuff. Married young, had kids young, once I got into my early 30s and the kids weren’t around as much my early-life sex drive came back - bigger than before.’ Me - ‘And husband wasn’t interested?’ Her - ‘Nope. Sex once-or-twice a week, otherwise he wanted to ‘hang out with his bros.’ I asked constantly for more, he just couldn’t. After about two years of my heightened libido being casted to the wayside, and having all these beautiful men in my social media messages ready to fuck me, I filed for divorce.’ Her (laughing) - ‘It took about two months for me to get on my feet, and then it was a mess for almost two years.’ Me - ‘How long ago was that?’ Her - ‘About six years ago. Joined the poly(amory) group here and started agreeing to meet some of the guys in my messages. I was shocked at how many times I actually got laid.’ Me - ‘That’s hot. Still doing it?’ Her - ‘No, I’m looking for more connection with people now. My kids are fully grown and gone and I’m trying to expand my friend base. Which is why I’m glad we talked.’ Me - ‘Talked? Are we done? I was just getting started.’ Her - ‘Oh I’m sure, but not tonight cowboy. I work until 2 and then have to clean up and if you have to get home to your wife, that probably won’t work.’ Her - ‘Besides, that one over there has had her eye on you this whole time. I know her, she’s in the community, and if you’re looking to expand your horizons in multiple directions she’s a good thread to pull.’ Me - ‘What does that mean?’ Her (smirking) - ‘You’ll find out.’ Me - ‘Well, how best to stay in touch with you? Come back to the bar?’ Her (laughing) - ‘You might be the most dense smart person I know. No, you dipshit, you have my number. Text me tomorrow and I’ll send my work schedule and we’ll see what works.’ Me (smiling) - ‘It’s been a pleasure, Sam. Thanks for talking, and the confidence boost. What’s she drinking? I’ll bring her one.’ Her - ‘Good play. French 75, hang on I’ll make one.’

Sam made the drink, I said my goodbye, and headed over to her table. 

(Side note - some of you might be wondering why I use Sam’s name. First and foremost, if anyone ever figured out who I was they could connect me to my wife, but that’s about it since I don’t use other names. Sam, however, doesn’t use any social media and is pretty important for these stories going forward, but she pops in and out so it’s easier to just use her name)

Me (offering her the drink) - ‘Hi, Sam over there tells me you like French 75s.’ Her - ‘My favorite, thanks Mr....?’ Me - ‘(my name)’ Her - ‘Ohhh, I like it, and I figured that’s who you were.’ Me - ‘Pardon?’ Her - ‘I’ve seen you on Facebook. I know your wife, she and I are both (profession).’ Me - ‘Yes! You’re right, I have seen you before. How are you?’ Her - ‘I’m doing well, thanks. Why don’t you have a seat and I’ll tell you about the time we fucked each other after a party.’

Most people would be shocked, but I wasn’t. After my wife’s friend had told me about some of their prior experiences, I spent some time learning about my wife’s past sexual experiences.

It was less-than-surprising that she was very sexually active... and I had already heard this story.

Me (with a snarky, clever tone) - ‘Are you referring to the time you two had sex in-and-around the pool after a company party.’ Her (shocked, but happily) - ‘Ahhhh, so you’re not afraid of her history?’ Me - ‘Not at all, I find it sexy, I enjoy her experience, and I have my own.’ Her - ‘I’m sure, but is it as extensive as hers?’ Me - ‘No, not yet anyway.’ Her (downing her drink) - ‘I like your confidence, I can see why she picked you.’ Me - ‘Picked me? Oh this will be an interesting conversation.’ Her - ‘I’m sure, but in the mean time, she’s embraced her sexual side?’ Me - ‘Had she not before?’ Her - ‘She had ‘alcowhorism’, but she had the makings of a true blue kinkster, and here you are. I’m guessing you could come home with me if I was ready?’ Me - ‘I’m surprised how succinct you are - but yes, yes I could.’ Her - ‘Oh I can be flirty, but I don’t like to waste my time. Prove it.’

Me (text to wife) - ‘Hey, you aren’t going to believe this but (her name) is here and we talked about y’all fucking at the pool, and she’s asking if I can go home with her.’ Her (after typing and stopping several times) - ‘Yes, go.’

I figured I’d ask about the stop-and-go typing, only to receive two words, later.

Me (showing her the text) - ‘Will this suffice.’ Her - ‘Mmmmm, this just opened up some fun. Let’s move to somewhere more private.’

She took my hand and led me to a room that appeared big enough for private parties, although it was empty tonight. It was surprisingly quiet.

Me - ‘I didn’t realize this place had a party room.’ Her - ‘Oh, it’s used for more than just parties.’ Me (confidently) - ‘I can imagine.’ Her (snarky) - ‘Can you? We will see. Jack honey, wasn’t it?’ Me - ‘Sure, I’ll have another.’

As she poured me a drink I took her in, and it struck me just how gorgeous she was. She was clearly a fitness person, dirty blonde hair, with enhanced lips and very large tits. And the more I stared at her, the more I wanted to grab her.

So I did.

When I plunged my finger into her hip she let out a little moan.

Me - ‘So this is flirting?’ Her - ‘If you’re out here like this, with permission, it means you can fuck and I fucking want it.’

I spanked her, she liked it.

Me - ‘Let’s see how that throat feels.’ Her - ‘Oh my God what...’

It’s a common misconception. I was raised in the south by parents who hit me hard with ‘manners maketh man’ and ‘always be cordial.’ When I get sexual with someone, it’s always a shock and this was no different. I spun her around, forced her on the floor, ripped out my cock and shoved it in her mouth.

Watching her eyes roll back was heaven.

I took it slow, forcing my cock into her throat, hearing the soft push as I fucked it. But her experience showed, she composed herself, pulled my cock out, and dropped her dress below her tits.

Her (coyly) - ‘Thought you’d catch me off guard?’ Me - ‘I think I did for a second’ Her (stroking me) - ‘You did, you did. I like it.’

She started to suck me on her own terms, very experienced terms which I liked. She used her throat like a hole while she massaged my balls, it felt amazing. She kept massaging her breasts and moaning with my cock in her mouth.

Me (through heavy breathing) - ‘You like my cock, don’t you?’ Her - ‘Mmmm hm’

She put her hands on my ass and started ramming me into her mouth, hawking and spitting more with every thrust. I grabbed the back of her head and started forcefully fucking her throat. After what felt like forever she pulled off, gasping.

Her - ‘Oh fuck, oh fuck... whew, this is going to be fun. Where’s the condom?’

I took off my clothes and her dress, and pulled the condom of out my pocket.

Here - ‘Here, let me.’

She put it on with her mouth.

Me - ‘I can’t believe this fucking happening so quickly.’ Her - ‘Don’t get too excited, if you make me cum I think we can open a whole world for you.’ Me - ‘What’s your favorite position?’ Her - ‘Let’s see if you can find out.’

We started with doggy, her pussy lips reached out and almost sucked in my cock. It felt amazing, and I eased my entire cock into her. I slowly pushed until I couldn’t push anymore.

Her - ‘Fuck it’s so deep. Fuck me fuck me fuck me.’

I started to pound her, I was surprised how well she took it. She raised her hips and arched her back.

Me - ‘Holy fuck that feels good.’ Her - ‘Oh yeah, you’re gonna cum before I do.’ Me - ‘No fucking chance. I want more.’

I forced myself in as far as I could go, as hard as I could go. She cried out, but continued to ride me. I started to worry, she didn’t seem locked in or close at all - I wasn’t going to last much longer.

I thought back to the story my wife told me, and something struck me - according to my wife, when she came she was on her back, hips up and legs rolled back. I was out of options, it was a hail mary but I had to figure something out, because I didn’t have much left.

I rolled her over and pushed her legs back, sinking my face into her wet pussy and sucking her clit.

Her (breathing heavy and laughing) - ‘That’s no fair! Cheater!’ Me - ‘If you’re not cheating, you’re not trying.’ Her - ‘No reward if you make me cum with your mouth!’

I relented, and went for it. I pushed her legs back as far as they would go and pushed myself inside of her, adjusting my hips upward to make sure every thrust rubbed the top of her vagina.

Pay dirt.

Her (tensing) - ‘Oh fuck.’ Me (breathing heavy, trying to contain myself) - ‘Race to the finish.’

I wasn’t sure I was going to make it, because the faster I went the more tense she got, but also the closer I got. It was 100% going to be a photo finish.

She grabbed a chair next to her with one hand and a tit with the other. We were both so close, it was shocking, but I stayed focused and kept pounding. Finally, it happened, she tensed up and squeezed her tit so hard and released - her legs quivered, I watched as her pussy pushed back against my cock and juices spilled everywhere.

It was too much, I pulled out, pulled off the condom, and sprayed cum all over her.

We layed there for awhile. I was almost stunned that it happened so quickly, happened the way it did, but was also that fucking amazing. I chalked it up to her experience and just knowing how to go with my flow.

Her - ‘You’re good.’ Me - ‘Really? I had just convinced myself that you were so good you just knew how to roll with whatever I gave you.’ Her - ‘Maybe that’s part of it, but I can see why (wife’s name) let you out. We have some chemistry, too, I can tell - most guys would be intimidated by me. But you took what you wanted.’ Her - ‘And I love how much you came.’ Me - ‘You had me excited, I loved the challenge.’ Her - ‘And you met it. I have a feeling we’re going to have a lot of fun in the future, but for now, i have to go.’ Me - ‘And I do, too. I’ll need to get home to tell my wife the story, and I’m sure she’ll be ready for round 2.’

She pulled her phone out of her purse and took a selfie.

Her - ‘That should be a good conversation starter.’ Me - ‘Wait, wh...’

My phone went off.

Wife (via text) - ‘Holy fuck look at all that cum! Get home!’

Me - ‘Well, guess you have her going.’ Her - ‘Just you wait, a lot of doors are going to open for you.’ Me - ‘I’m looking forward to it.’ Her - ‘We’ll see.’

I took a risk - I kissed her. She was shocked, but then started to kiss back. We made out for several minutes.

Her - ‘You’re going to be a problem.’ Me - ‘I hope so.’

We left together, I opened her car door, then got into my car and started home. At a red light my phone went off, a text from the woman I just fucked.

Her (via text) - ‘Have you ever fucked a man?’ Me - ‘No?’ Her - ‘Ever thought about it? Me - ‘My wife wants me to, but I’ve never seriously considered it.’ Her - ‘Well, I told my husband about you and he wants your dick. He’s bi, and your wife says that you’re going to do it so - have fun with that.’ Her - ‘I can’t wait to see that thick cock my subby little shit husband’s mouth.’

I called my wife immediately.

Me (on the phone) - ‘Ummmm - what the fuck?’ Her - ‘Don’t worry about it for now, we’ll talk more later about all that. She’s just being freaky because y’all just fucked.’ Me - ‘Oh I’m worried about it. She’s not the type of woman you say ‘no’ to.’ Her - ‘Meh, I’ll say no if you’re not into it. Just come home and tell me what happened!’ Me - ‘OK, I’ll be home in about 10. I love you.’ Her - ‘I love you too.’

Part 2 coming soon.

Our first foray - Epilogue!

Writer’s note: Took a little break for us both to answer some NSFW questions, we hope you enjoy! Also, my wife will be writing some stories going forward - thanks to a friend for the suggestion.

My wife returned home in a hurry. There was a quick conversation about her nails and dinner, but that quickly gave way to what had happened.

My wife (stroking my new hard on in my pants and excited) - ‘So?! Other than the little mishap how was it?’ Me - ‘Oh it was amazing, I loved how into it she was. I couldn’t believe she got back up and got back into it.’ Her - ‘Oh yeah, she’s all about sex, and it seems like she was the perfect first start.’ Me - ‘Absolutely, seems like she’s going to be patient with us and work through it.’ Her - ‘Well, yeah - she thinks you’re fucking gorgeous and she wants to feel you inside her. She can’t stop talking about it.’ Me - ‘I’m flattered, but that’s a little much don’t you think?’ Her - ‘You need to embrace that you’re good at sex and like sex if this is going to work.’ Me (after a few seconds pause) - ‘Can I see the pic she sent?’ Her - ‘Ohhhh, want to see your handy work?’

The picture showed her naked from the waist up, her tits were more covered than I had remembered. The text she sent with it said ‘your husband is a fucking hunk, look at all this cum! I can’t wait to fuck him for real next time.’

I took a quick glance at the texts and they were working on her and I meeting the next day! It was wild, almost surreal.

Me - ‘You want us to meet up again already?’ Her (guiding my hand under her dress) - ‘What do you think?’

Soaked, ready, willing. I sank to my knees, lifted up her dress, and started to eat - oh she tasted perfect.

Her (panting) - ‘God I hope it’s not too wet I just couldn’t stop thinking about it the whole time I was out. I was scared to stand up at the restaurant (she giggled)’

I slipped two fingers in, she moaned, and it didn’t take long before she came. I stood up and took her dress off, then my pants, and forced her down onto the ground.

Me (slapping her face with my cock) - ‘You want to suck this?’ Her - ‘Yes daddy, please!’ Me - ‘Are you a good slut?’ Her - ‘Yesssss, good sluts suck cock!’ Me - ‘No, good sluts let daddy fuck their throat.’

I’m really not sure what had come over me, maybe her saying I needed to embrace the sexuality? Either way, I shoved myself all the way in her throat. She struggled but I held her there until I could tell she needed off, and pulled out.

She gasped and stared at my cock, and then did something I didn’t expect - she opened wide and shoved it in again.

I moaned, hard - it felt really good, and the house was quiet so all I could hear is our breathing and the sound of her soft skin being rammed by my cock. I was somewhat shocked by her focus, but then I realized why - she had been massaging her clit, and she squirted all over the floor.

She then fell hard and curled up. I freaked, and fell with her.

Me (very concerned) - ‘Are you OK?’ Her (whimpering) - ‘Yes and no.’ Me - ‘Let’s go upstairs, get in bed, and relax.’

We took our time, her legs were wobbly, but finally made it upstairs and got in bed. She closed her eyes for about 10 minutes, and then started to talk.

Her - ‘Do you still love me?’ Me - ‘Of course I do. I’ll always love you.’ Her - ‘But this has all been such slutty behavior.’ Me - ‘Well...’ Her - ‘I know, I know. This is all about embracing who we are and sexual things, I’m just talking through it.’ Her - ‘It just scares me how much I like it.’ Me - ‘That’s understandable, I’m still mentally processing what I said to you and how I just shoved my cock in your throat.’ Her - ‘It was perfect. See? Like I never say things like that but, yeah (my name), it was fucking perfect. I mean I SQUIRTED EVERYWHERE.’ Me - ‘When I think back on it, hindsight without the instant concern because of your reaction, it was so hot. You were loving it.’ Her (moving her hand onto my cock, which was again hard) - ‘You really liked it, didn’t you?’ Me (confident) - ‘So did you.’

She pulled the covers back and took me in her mouth again, and started stroking me with her hand. I grabbed my phone and took a pic to send to her friend.

Wife’s friend (via text) - ‘Oh my God how are you hard again?’ Me - ‘I just love sex, haha. And she’s really into it right now.’ Her - ‘I can tell, can’t wait to talk to her later.’

My wife knew that I had just cum about an hour ago, so she went all out by massaging my under carriage area and fingering my ass. I’d say I lasted a few minutes at best before I was cumming in her mouth.

Me (breathing hard) - ‘I love you so much.’ Wife - ‘I love you, too. You don’t think I’m a terrible person?’ Me - ‘No, not at all. Why would I think that?’ Her - ‘I’m not sure, it’s just I know this is all very slutty behavior.’ Me - ‘Which is different from our past, how?’ Her - ‘You don’t have to be so direct, but also I understand - it’s just something new and I’ll have to get used to it.’ Me - ‘Well, what do you like most about it?’ Her - ‘It’s just so open and liberating. I mean you didn’t fuck her, per se, but you had sex with my best friend and I’m soooo turned on by it.’ Her - ‘And you got more dominant with me, so I think you’re embracing it, too.’ Me - ‘I’m trying to move in that direction, because you clearly want it and if I’m being honest - I like it, too.’ Me - ‘What would you change?’ Her - ‘I haven’t had a chance to really delve deep on all aspects, but I know one thing I want - I don’t want to bring you the women, I want you to find them on your own.’

This last part was a bit of a shock to me, because it was her giving up control, but also because I had mentioned in one of our prior conversations that setups such as that were... difficult.

Me - ‘That’s... unexpected. But everything I read said it’s the hardest way to go through this.’ Her - ‘Why?’ Me - ‘A lot of women and couples simply aren’t going to trust you on it.’ Her - ‘We’ll work through it, if you want to do this it has to be that way.’ Me - ‘OK, we’ll figure it out.’

Who was I to say ‘no’?

She took a break to talk to her friend, who I did meet up with the next day. This time we focused on penetration, which was absolutely incredible - we started with missionary, which was just the perfect view of her huge tits bouncing while we fucked. My cock felt so good inside her and we had excellent chemistry.

Eventually, I pushed her legs back and buried myself in her. She screamed.

I rolled her over an pulled her hips up. To my surprise she tried to curve her back.

Me - ‘Oh no, baby, keep that lower back down and your ass up.’

Surprisingly she followed directions quite well, and I shoved myself inside her and started to fuck her hard. It was a dream watching her body shake with every thrust, and her hips felt so good as I grabbed them and pulled her toward me.

She was so wet, listening to the sound of me pounding her must have gotten to my wife. After a few minutes I noticed her looking around the corner, her lips bitten, hand in her pants.

I blew her a kiss, then focused on her friend. I got faster and faster until I pulled out, ripped off the condom, and sprayed my cum all over her back.

She and I collapsed in a spooning position on the couch. My wife had since disappeared, but I fondled one of her tits as we laid there.

Her (still catching her breath) - ‘You took to this more than your wife expected, I think.’ Me - ‘Think so? What did she say?’ Her - ‘She was concerned about both of you getting past your inner restrictions.’ Me - ‘It seems to be a roller coaster, we both seem to be more into it as time goes on, but we also have our setbacks. In the end, though, if a woman like you needs cock I’m not going to back down.’ Her - ‘I’m really glad you didn’t, I can’t wait for next time! But now, it’s time for me to leave.’

She went in the bathroom to clean up, and then came out, kissed me, and left.

After she was gone my wife and I sat down for awhile and discussed what the rules would be. (I can confirm for you, dear reader, that she came during my tryst)

Where my wife and I ended up landing:

1) No one was off limits, but I had to double-check with my wife first 2) The only exception to #1 is if something was in the midst and I didn’t have time to get to her, in which case I would have to explain why 3) Condoms were required for anyone that had more partners than just us 4) Family and work came first 5) We eventually wanted to create a friend group that hung out, but also had sex (we did during our first two years in the lifestyle, have not had success on our return - yet, anyway) 6) A new goal is to find a sister wife for me to get pregnant

Using those rules, we grew, and I’ll tell more in the upcoming stories! I do want to mention that this was roughly 8 years ago, and our first journey in the lifestyle as a couple lasted about 2 years until other life got in the way. As of 6 months ago, we’re looking to rebuild our lifestyle.

NSFW asks - Wife's turn!

1:When did you lose your virginity? 19 for full, 15 for fingers, 16 for oral

2: Rough sex or soft sex? Rough

3: Do you have any unusual kinks/fetishes? Obviously I’m a quean, but unusual? Hmmmm - I like to have multiple people sucking on my tits at once, or just one person focusing on my tits.

I also like to be lightly humiliated and used.

4: Weirdest place you’ve had sex? Restaurant

5: Favourite sex position? Doggy

6: Do you like to be dominant or submissive? Submissive

7: Have you ever had any one night stands? Yes

8: Sex on the bed, couch or the floor? Bed

9: Have you ever had sex in a public place? Yes, parking lot and park

10: Have you ever been caught masturbating? Yes (roommates in college, kids)

11: What does your favourite sexy underwear look like? None! Haha. But I like thongs and very intricately designed bras

12: How often do you have sex? Twice a day at least

13: Is there anybody right now you’d like to have sex with? If we’re talking about someone I want to have sex with but haven’t, yes - and she knows.

14: Do you prefer giving or receiving oral sex? Giving, easy - both male and female

15: Most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened to you during sex? Early experience in college - at a party in a jacuzzi and everyone was tipsy. Most of us ended up naked and I stood up and shook my ass around for fun, but a guy tried to finger me and I freaked out and broke his finger.

Second, or maybe 1B, was a time when a former boyfriend wanted to use a huge toy on me and when he pulled it out I let loose a HUGE queef.

16: A song you’d listen to during hard/rough/kinky sex? I don’t like music during sex

17: A song you’d listen to during soft/slow/passionate sex? (see above)

18: Are you into dressing up for sex? Love it, love to roleplay.

19: Would you prefer sex in the bath or sex in the shower? Bath

20: If you could have sex with anyone right now, who would it be? Pornstar?Lucie Wilde. Person I know? An employee of my husband.

21: Have you ever had a threesome? If not, would you? Yes, multiple.

22: Do you/would you use sex toys? Yes - vibrator, plugs, strap-ons

23: Have you ever sent someone a dirty text/picture? Every day at least once

24: Would you have sex with your best friend? Thankfully I married my best friend, so yes. I also have a GF nearby who’s a very dear friend, so I’m lucky.

25: Is there anything you do after sex? (for example, smoke, eat, drink) No

26: Something that will never fail to get you horny? Nipple sucking, big tits, group sex, light humiliation

27: Early morning sex or late night sex? Late night

28: Favourite body part on the opposite sex? Legs, face, arms

29: Favourite body part on the same sex? Tits, face, legs

30: Something that you have hidden in your room that you don’t want anyone to find: My phone hahahahaha, otherwise my toys

31: Weirdest sexual act some has performed [or tried to perform] on/with you: Double vaginal - wasn’t ready, didn’t really go forward with it after they were both in.

32: Have you ever tasted yourself? [If no, would you?] [If yes, what did you think?] Yes, I suck myself off my husband all the time.

33: Is it ever okay to not use a condom: Yes.

34: A food that you would like to use during a sexual experience: Fruit

35: Worst possible time to get horny: Showing a house as a real estate agent

36: Do you like it when your sexual partner moans? Fuck yes

37: How much fapping is too much fapping: It isn’t unless it keeps him from fucking me haha

38: Best sexual complement you ever got: 'I love how wet and into it you are.’

39: Favorite foreplay activities: Pussy eating/fingering, nipple play, making out

40: What do you wear to bed? Nothing

41: When was the first time you masturbated: 14

42: Do you have any nude/masturbating pictures/video of yourself? Yes

43: Have you ever/when was the last time you had sex outside? Yes, a few weeks back

44: Have/would you ever have sex in public? Yes

45: Have/would you ever had a threesome? Yes

46: What is one random object you’ve used to masturbate? Flashlight (Y’all I was bad off)

47: Do you watch gay/lesbian porn? why/why not? All the time - love lesbian and gay porn (plus my husband is bi which is amazing)

48: Do you like oral sex? (why/why not) Yes, I find it’s a perfect way to focus on your partner(s)

49: How do you feel about tattoos on someone you are interested in? I love a good tattoo

50: How would you feel about taking someones virginity? Done it, it was quite unfortunate

51: Is there any food you would NOT recommend using during a sexual encounter? Anything fried

52: Would you rather be a pornstar or a prostitute? Pornstar - I love to put on a show.

53: Do you watch porn? Every day, husband and I share pics a lot, and I do with my GF as well.

54: Have you ever been called a freak? Why? Yes. Partially during sex as mild degrading, but also by a stripper as a ‘compliment’

55: Do you feel comfortable going “commando”? Yes, I do it all the time

56: Would you have a problem with going down on someone if they hadn’t shaved their pubic hair? No, I actually like my husband to have a mild bush

57: If you could give yourself head, would you? I suppose this is for guys but if I could eat myself, 100%

58: Booty or Boobs? This is hard, I really can’t pick but since I have to - boobs

59: Have you ever cheated on someone? (Why?) No

60: If you were the other sex for a day, what are five things you would do? 1) Have sex with my husband

2) Masturbate

3) Stick something in my ass to see if it felt different

4) Send a dick pic (hahahaha)

5) Fuck one of my girlfriends

61: have you ever watched someone masturbate? Frequently

62: has anyone ever watched you masturbate? All the time

63. Have you ever had an erection and someone noticed? I was squirmy and weird during a blowout one time, and my stylist recognized it. When I stood up my yoga pants were soaked - I really have 0 idea why I was like that that day, but she picked on me about it (we didn’t get to have sex that day, which was a huge bummer)

64. What is your method of masturbation? (ie. toys, clitorial, prostate) Toys, clitoral

65. What is your bra/penis size? Bra - 48DDD (looking to enhance to 48FF or GG)

66. What is the strangest thing you have ever put up your vagina/anus? Flashlight LOL

67. When was the last time you masturbated? Last night

68. When was the last time you had sex? This morning

69. When was the last time you watched porn? Last night

70. Have you ever bought a sex toy? If so, which one did you buy last? First sex toy? If not, which one do you plan on buying when you do? Last toy was a triple-dick strap on for me and my GF (two for me, one for her). First toy ever was a very basic dildo.

71. Guys:Circumsized? Yes (preferred)

72. Which not-genital part of your body do you like being touched? Nipples

73. Which genital part of your body do you like being touched? Nipples, clit

74. Girls:Are you able to achieve orgasm just through breast stimulation? Yes

75. Have you anonymously sent a sexual ask to someone on tumblr? No

76. When was the last time you have had a wet dream? Don’t remember

77. Which wet dream was your favorite? Servicing three guys at the beach

78. Is there a friend you would willingly have sex with? I have sex with my friends all the time - well, not as often these days due to kids, but we’re ramping back up as they get older and move out.

79. Is there a celebrity/character you would willingly have sex with? Channing Tatum.

80. Favorite sexual position? Doggy.

81. Do you like being called a slut or whore in bed? All. The. Time. DO IT.

82. Are you into any BDSM? No.

83. Have you ever wanted to have sex with someone but knew you couldnt for any reason? Why? Y’all - my husband has this cousin by marriage (I actually don’t know what her relation to him is properly defined as, she’s his uncle’s step-daughter) who has a body that’s JUST LIKE Lucie Wilde’s and I want to fuck her so bad. We went to the beach with her one time and neither of us could stay out with her because she knows she’s a bimbo slut and wears micro bikinis and lays out for all to see. We just kept getting hot and bothered and it was slightly awkward.

(OH MY GOD My husband just told me we gave the same answer on this hahahahaha)

84. Do you like dirty talk? All the time, especially mild degrading

85. Are you loud or quiet during sex? Masturbation? I wanted to say ‘quiet’ but the husband was like ‘You know better.’

I’m loud.

86. Have you ever been interrupted during sex or masturbation? Who/what? Kids, roommates in the past.

87. What kind of porn do you like to watch? Quean, humilation (think kink.com), group, gay/lesbian, bisexual

88. Have you ever confessed to someone that you got an erection over them? What about masturbated to them? Yes, (to the masturbation part). She loved it, but we still haven’t hooked up.

89. Have you ever masturbated because your sexual partner wasn’t there when you needed them? Yes.

90. Have you ever had a one night stand? Do you still keep in contact with them? Yes and yes.

91. Have you ever had a friends with benefits? Are they still beneficial? Yes and yes (but not as often)

NSFW asks - looked like fun

1:When did you lose your virginity? 17

2: Rough sex or soft sex? Rough

3: Do you have any unusual kinks/fetishes? As a guy, still love nipple play. Also not a fan of cocks in my ass, but do like small plugs.

4: Weirdest place you’ve had sex? City Hall

5: Favourite sex position? Doggy

6: Do you like to be dominant or submissive? Dominant

7: Have you ever had any one night stands? Yes

8: Sex on the bed, couch or the floor? Bed

9: Have you ever had sex in a public place? Yes, several

10: Have you ever been caught masturbating? Yes

11: What does your favourite sexy underwear look like? As a guy, love the hip shapers with thong backs

12: How often do you have sex? Twice a day

13: Is there anybody right now you’d like to have sex with? Yes, some know some don’t.

14: Do you prefer giving or receiving oral sex? Tough, but in the end giving

15: Most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened to you during sex? Bad stomach virus but was dating a nympho who wanted to risk it. Thankfully she knew the risk and understood when things went south.

16: A song you’d listen to during hard/rough/kinky sex? Not into it - I like to hear real sex.

17: A song you’d listen to during soft/slow/passionate sex? (see above)

18: Are you into dressing up for sex? If the occasion suits.

19: Would you prefer sex in the bath or sex in the shower? Tough, but if I had to pick - shower.

20: If you could have sex with anyone right now, who would it be? Pornstar? Ava Addams or Lucie Wilde. Person I know? A local real estate agent (who also knows I’m into it, she’s debating)

21: Have you ever had a threesome? If not, would you? Yes.

22: Do you/would you use sex toys? Yes (see above) 

23: Have you ever sent someone a dirty text/picture? Too often, honestly

24: Would you have sex with your best friend? She’s my wife, so yes. Honestly I’d fuck my dude best friend too if it wouldn’t make it awkward

25: Is there anything you do after sex? (for example, smoke, eat, drink) No

26: Something that will never fail to get you horny? Big tits and when it’s obvious someone is very into the sex that’s going on (real life or porn)

27: Early morning sex or late night sex? Late night

28: Favourite body part on the opposite sex? Face, tits, legs

29: Favourite body part on the same sex? Dick, ass, legs

30: Something that you have hidden in your room that you don’t want anyone to find: Fleshlight

31: Weirdest sexual act some has performed [or tried to perform] on/with you: Gave being penetrated a shot, wasn’t a fan

32: Have you ever tasted yourself? [If no, would you?] [If yes, what did you think?] Yes. Was good, had a large amount of fruit earlier that evening

33: Is it ever okay to not use a condom: Yes.

34: A food that you would like to use during a sexual experience: Fruit

35: Worst possible time to get horny: Business meeting (happens all the time)

36: Do you like it when your sexual partner moans? Turns me on, so yes

37: How much fapping is too much fapping: Only if it affects your sex drive

38: Best sexual complement you ever got: ‘That’s never fucking happened’ with heavy breathing and a believable emotional response that made it at least feel real

Wife’s best friend saying that she had been very active and I was at least top 3

39: Favorite foreplay activities: Pussy eating/fingering, ass fingering/licking, making out, sucking nipples

40: What do you wear to bed? Nothing

41: When was the first time you masturbated: 11

42: Do you have any nude/masturbating pictures/video of yourself? Yes, again probably too many

43: Have you ever/when was the last time you had sex outside? Yes, two weeks ago before it go cold

44: Have/would you ever have sex in public? Yes, already asked

45: Have/would you ever had a threesome? Yes, already asked

46: What is one random object you’ve used to masturbate? 0 clue on this one.

47: Do you watch gay/lesbian porn? why/why not? Yes. I’m into guys sometimes

48: Do you like oral sex? (why/why not) Yes, giving and receiving. I find it intimate

49: How do you feel about tattoos on someone you are interested in? Doesn’t bother me if they own it.

50: How would you feel about taking someones virginity? Done it, not all it’s cracked up to be.

51: Is there any food you would NOT recommend using during a sexual encounter? Fried food hahahaha.

52: Would you rather be a pornstar or a prostitute? Pornstar - I like to show off and I’m very voyeuristic.

53: Do you watch porn? Often.

54: Have you ever been called a freak? Why? Yes. Wanted too much sex from a girl at the time

55: Do you feel comfortable going “commando”? I do it often.

56: Would you have a problem with going down on someone if they hadn’t shaved their pubic hair? Nope, have done would do again.

57: If you could give yourself head, would you? Yes. I give other dudes head, why not myself?

58: Booty or Boobs? God such tough questions - boobs.

59: Have you ever cheated on someone? (Why?) Actually no. I ALMOST did, seriously, but couldn’t go through with it. For some that’s probably close enough.

60: If you were the other sex for a day, what are five things you would do? 1) Play with my boobs, probably too much

2) DP myself

3) Fuck a guy friend

4) Fuck my wife

5) Masturbate to end the day

61: have you ever watched someone masturbate? All too often.

62: has anyone ever watched you masturbate? See above

63. Have you ever had an erection and someone noticed? Yes (she then sucked it)

64. What is your method of masturbation? (ie. toys, clitorial, prostate) Hands, toys, prostate

65. What is your bra/penis size? Penis - just over 8″

66. What is the strangest thing you have ever put up your vagina/anus? Another dick

67. When was the last time you masturbated? This morning

68. When was the last time you had sex? At lunch

69. When was the last time you watched porn? This morning

70. Have you ever bought a sex toy? If so, which one did you buy last? First sex toy? If not, which one do you plan on buying when you do? Yes, last one I bought was a new plug for Christmas. First toy was my first plug.

71. Guys:Circumsized? Yes

72. Which not-genital part of your body do you like being touched? Nipples

73. Which genital part of your body do you like being touched? Dick

74. Girls:Are you able to achieve orgasm just through breast stimulation? NA

75. Have you anonymously sent a sexual ask to someone on tumblr? No, actually - kind of surprising

76. When was the last time you have had a wet dream? Hmmm, can’t remember.

77. Which wet dream was your favorite? I actually had a huge crush on a new professor in college. She was older, looked like Sara Jay, and I wanted her bad. I actually came all over my sheets from this one.

78. Is there a friend you would willingly have sex with? Plenty - I really just want to have sex with all my friends, it’s kind of toxic.

79. Is there a celebrity/character you would willingly have sex with? Plenty, hard to name just a few.

80. Favorite sexual position? Doggy.

81. Do you like being called a slut or whore in bed? I’m a dude, so haven’t heard that before.

82. Are you into any BDSM? Not really, no.

83. Have you ever wanted to have sex with someone but knew you couldnt for any reason? Why? Cousin by marriage (uncle’s wife’s daughter from first marriage). There’s the whole family thing but she’s actually very, very sexy and has huge natural tits and the body to match. If I could, I would in a heartbeat (my wife actually fantasizes about this)

84. Do you like dirty talk? 100% - before sex, after, sexting, etc.

85. Are you loud or quiet during sex? Masturbation? Quiet during both.

86. Have you ever been interrupted during sex or masturbation? Who/what? Yes, kids.

87. What kind of porn do you like to watch? Quean, group sex, pregnancy sex/creampie, gloryhole

88. Have you ever confessed to someone that you got an erection over them? What about masturbated to them? Yes, but only after we had sex (was actually my wife, and her friend)

89. Have you ever masturbated because your sexual partner wasn’t there when you needed them? Yes.

90. Have you ever had a one night stand? Do you still keep in contact with them? Yes and yes.

91. Have you ever had a friends with benefits? Are they still beneficial? Yes and no.

Our first foray - Part 3B (Finale finale!)

I arrived back home around 5:15. My wife was already there and waiting for me with more fruit (to which I laughed).

Me - ‘You really want me to be prepped for this, don’t you?’ Her - ‘Yeah, I want you to have fun. I think it’s a big step for both of us and if you don’t have fun, well... it might be hard for me to get you to try again.’

The conversation struck me. It felt good, to me, that my wife understood this was a difficult step for me. Reading about her and her friend’s past escapades was one thing (and a hot thing), but actually going forward with having sex with this woman - in our house, no less - was another.

But I had agreed. I was committed. This was going to happen.

Me - ‘I appreciate what you do for me. I love you.’ Her - ‘I love you too, now I’m going to get my nails done and hitting dinner with (another friend’s name). You relax and have fun.’ Her - ‘And I’ll take that.’

She very deftly snatched my wallet and took out the credit card. I didn’t care, it was a funny move and she knew I’d pay anyway.

Me - ‘Have fun my love, and I can’t wait to tell you what happens... and talk more about your past.’ Her - ‘Well, you’ll have to work that second part out of me. But don’t worry about it now, have fun!’

I closed her door and she drove off. I walked back in the house, munched on some grapes and blueberries, consumed some water, and stared at the clock. A watched pot never boils, and so to did the next 30 minutes seem to crawl by. Finally, a text.

(Wife’s friend) - ‘Hey, got caught up by I’m on my way!’ Me - ‘Great, I’m fruited and watered up.’ Her - ‘Hahaha. You better be!’

Doubt started to creep in. What if my wife got mad? What if I couldn’t perform? What if my wife’s friend and I didn’t have chemistry?

Me (texting wife) - ‘Doubt, nervous. Just started creeping in.’ Her - ‘She’s on her way, isn’t she?’ Me - ‘Yes.’ Her - ‘(My name) let go. Just enjoy it, that’s what this about. She’s fucking gorgeous, busty, and she’s hyper-sexual just like me. I have 0 doubt y’all are going to have fun if you just LET YOURSELF go.’

She was right, as usual. I did find her friend extremely attractive and she clearly liked the picture of my cock and my cum, so there was some base interest.

Me - ‘You’re right. I love you, I’m in for this.’ Her - ‘I love you too, I swear. This isn’t a trap, have fun, the more fun you have the better the story and the more I’m going to love you both telling it!’

I took a deep breath and relaxed. I focused on what I knew about the friend coming - her looks, enthusiasm, and sexuality. I looked back through our texts and finally started to get into, at least I thought, the right mindset.

Finally the doorbell rang.

When I opened it, she was standing there with a giant smile on her face. I took it all in - she looked amazing, and had very positive body language, and I noticed her tits through her body suit. The sight alone was... incredible.

Her - ‘Hey, can I...’

I didn’t let her finish. I pulled her inside, slammed the door, knocked her purse out of her hands, and planted a giant kiss. It was a risk, truly, but when she forced her tongue back into my mouth I knew I had made the right call.

The chemistry was immediately apparent. Our heads moved in almost the same direction every time as we pushed our tongues together and made out in the foyer. I started to explore her body with my hands, rubbing her tits, legs, hips, and ass. I was getting harder with every passing moment, and I slipped my hand into her pants to see if she was reacting similarly.

She was, absolutely soaked, and I moved my hand until I found her clit and started to give nice, long strokes.

Her (breathing heavily) - ‘Oh fuck yes I needed this.’ Me (sucking on her neck) - ‘Makes two of us.’

I took a moment to guide her hand to my hard cock. She made an excited moaning noise and she felt it, and rubbed her hand a long it. I was in it, full tilt, and so was she - I almost couldn’t believe this was happening but I pushed it from my mind.

She pulled away, looked me dead in the eyes, bit her lip, and sank to her knees. She undid my pants and pulled them down, causing my cock to pop out from underneath my briefs.

Her - ‘Oh yeah, I can see how you’ve kept her pussy on lockdown.’

I figured it was a comment to ask about later, and guided her mouth onto my cock. She released a loud moan as it went in, her mouth was so warm, hungry, almost perfect. I rocked my head back and released a moan.

She started massaging my balls as her mouth bounced on my dick. I started to realize that she and my wife had similar technique, yet another question for later.

After a few minutes of bliss I told her to take her pants and the body suit off.

Her (aggressively removing clothing) - ‘Yes sir. Are you ready to fuck?’ Me - ‘No, I like to eat pussy and I want to eat yours, now.’ Her - ‘Are you sure?’

That question threw me off for a second, but I recovered.

Me - ‘Yes, I think you’ll love it. Besides, you told me how you like it.’

She took my hand and led me into the living room. I removed the rest of my clothing as she fell onto the couch, rolling onto her back and lifting her legs. Her pussy was gorgeous, and I didn’t hesitate - I sunk down on my knees and took everything in my mouth and sucked hard.

Her - ‘Oh my fucking God.’

Her legs went stiff, almost weirdly so, but I backed off and pulled her lips apart. I started giving her the long, hard licks with my tongue on her clit.

Her - ‘Hnnnnh. Hmmmmh.’

It was like she was on the borderline between pain and pleasure.

Me - ‘Do you want me to stop?’ Her - ‘Absolutely fucking not, keep going.’

I returned to the tongue strokes, adding two fingers to the move with the come hither motion. I felt her body responding to it as she moved her hips with my fingers, but her legs were still very tight. I looked up to see her holding her tits in her hands, breathing very heavily.

I started to pull my fingers tight against her walls, and watched as her stare became blank. ‘Oh shit’ I thought, knowing where this was going but also feeling extremely fucking empowered that it was about to happen.

And so it did. She grunted, heavily, and her legs started to vibrate intensely. Eventually, they were quaking and I pulled back to see her nipples twist, and her pussy just start pushing juices out onto the couch.

I got greedy at this point, I wanted to see how far it would go, so I started pulling again in the middle of her orgasm, and then sunk my face into her wetness.

Her - ‘Oh fuck nooo....’

She trailed into a scream, squirted, and her legs were basically convulsing. That lasted for about eight seconds and then she passed out.

Me - ‘Oh, oh damn. Um, (friend’s name)? You OK?’

She was breathing still, clearly, but was definitely no longer awake. 

I pulled out my phone and texted my wife.

Me (after recapping via text) - ‘So yeah, she’s out.’ Wife - ‘You idiot.’ Me - ‘How am I an idiot?!’ Her - ‘Wait, did I not warn you about that?’ Me - ‘NO!’ Her - ‘Yeah, OK, that is definitely my bad. She has these crazy orgasms when something thick is inside her or you manipulate her G-spot, while also massaging her clit.’ Me - ‘I’m guessing that’s why she asked if I was sure I wanted to go down her?’ Her - ‘Yeah, pretty much.’ Me - ‘Well she seems OK but, fuck baby, what do I do?’ Her - ‘Well, two options. If I wanted things to continue after she came back I’d play with myself or a toy until she woke up. Sometimes I’d give up, because she’d stay asleep, sometimes it would work out.’ Her - ‘Second option is to just get dressed, put a blanket on her, and tell her what happened. Then talk to her or let her go and try again.’ Me - ‘Which way are you leaning?’ Her - ‘I have 0 clue, I’m not there. Based on what you’ve told me it sounds like she’d be into it when she woke up, but I also know you’re really conscious about situations like this so - you decide.’ Her - ‘My friend is getting a little upset since I’ve been buried on the phone 5 minutes. You’ve got this, I love you.’

In truth, I was frustrated. My wife had failed to warn me about something that she knew would most likely happen because she and I both have an oral kink. It was an almost irresponsible thing to leave out.

But at the end of the day, I had just had oral sex with a woman who was not my wife, a situation my wife supported - did I really have any right to complain?

I snapped out of it, the situation had to be handled as best as possible. I decided to ease her a long the length of the couch and put a blanket over her. I then went into another room and started to look at pictures of my wife and pictures of her friend - I just couldn’t bring myself to sit in the same room with her.

10 minutes passed. 20 minutes. At the 30 minute mark, I texted my wife.

Me (via text) - ‘I don’t think she’s getting up without help. She seems to be snoring a little.’ Her - ‘She’s a party girl, and she’s single. There’s no telling how much sleep she hasn’t gotten.’ Me - ‘So what do I do? If I touch my dick at all I’m going to cum.’ Her - ‘Ohhhh, go finish on her while she’s sleeping.’ Me - ‘I know you guys are friends and have history but... no.’ Her - ‘You’re no fun, you’ll learn. Anyway, I’d just go wake her up at this point. We’re wrapping up our last drink and I’ll be home in about 20 minutes.’ Her - ‘She knows she needs to be gone, I’m not quite ready to physically see it yet.’ Me - ‘OK, I’ll work on it and keep you posted.’

I went back into the other room, sat down next to the friend, and started to shake her. I’m not sure how long it took, but eventually she woke up.

Her - ‘Hey, what happened?’ Me - ‘Long story short, my wife didn’t warn me about your intense orgasms and I pushed the limit.’ Her (smirking) - ‘Don’t y’all both have an oral kink? She did that shit on purpose.’ Me - ‘I do have my suspicions, but she’ll be home soon and said you knew the rules for this time.’ Her - ‘Yeah, I need to go, but I can see you need some attention first.’

It was true, I had been edging for damn near half an hour and my dick was rock solid. She came over and started to suck me and it wasn’t long before I unleashed in her mouth. She eventually pulled off and took the last bit on her face.

Her (giggling and putting some of my cum in her mouth) - ‘Well there were some unexpected things, but this turned out very fun!’ Me (wiped out) - ‘Yeah, I love your sexual energy.’ Her (smirking) - ‘So does your wife, haha!’ Her - But I need to clean up and get dressed, where’s the bathroom?

I helped her with her clothes and she disappeared into the bathroom.

Me (text to wife) - ‘We’re done, she’s getting dressed, cleaned up, and ready to go.’ Her - ‘You did so good! I just got a pic from her in the bathroom covered in cum!’ Me - ‘That started in her mouth.’ Her - ‘Oh God I can’t wait to hear the whole thing, in person.’ Me - ‘I can’t wait to tell it, I love you.’ Her - ‘I love you too, be home in 15′

My wife’s friend emerged, cleaned up and dressed.

Her - ‘Despite what you may thank, I had fun and I can definitely see this continuing.’ Me - ‘I was hoping so, I now know not to go straight for the oral haha.’ Her (coming in to kiss me) - ‘See, you’re already learning.’

We made out for a brief moment and she left with a wave.

Thanks for reading! There will be an epilogue about the discussions my wife and I had, that I will write tomorrow!

Our first foray - Part 3A (Finale! Part 1)

Writer’s note - I do apologize for anyone who was looking for this two day’s ago (Christmas Day). I don’t know why I promised it would come out then, and Christmas festivities ate me up pretty quickly.

I separated the story into multiple parts because it started to get lengthy.

I woke up the next day having slept very well, which was the first good sign that things were going to be fine. The second was what sort of mindset my wife was going to be in when she woke up. I looked over and noticed that had already happened, and I tapped her on the shoulder waiting to see what reaction I would receive.

She rolled over with a smile on her face.

Her (playfully) - ‘Morning daddy.’ Me (relieved) - ‘Morning my love, how are you?’ Her - ‘I slept gooooood. How did you sleep?’ Me - ‘Very well, I feel good.’ Her - ‘Check your phone.’

I rolled over and picked my phone up off of my bedside table and unlocked it. There was a new group messaged between my wife, her friend, and myself. I opened the text to find a picture of the friend with her pants pulled down, spreading herself open in front of the mirror.

Friend (via text) - ‘Morning lovebirds. Today’s the day and I’m so excited - can’t wait to have (my name) inside of me!’

Me (turned on) - ‘Well, now I’m very excited.’ Her - ‘Me too! But no sex, we have to save you for this evening!’ Me - ‘But if we wait, I might get too excited and I won’t last!’ Her - ‘Don’t overthink it! Let’s just do our thing, get ready, go to work, and take it from there.’ Me (slightly disappointed) - ‘OK my love, I’ll see you downstairs.’ Our morning went about as usual. Coffee, breakfast, and a conversation about what the day had in store - she never mentioned what was coming that night so I didn’t push based on her attitude after we woke up. A quick shower and I was off to the office.

That’s when the day got interesting.

I received a text from the friend, a picture of her in the outfit my wife and I wanted her to wear (tight jeans, white body suit, no bra) and then a follow-up pic of her cleavage.

Her (text to me directly) - ‘You like what you see, don’t you?’ Me - ‘Fuck yes. I was ready to meet you this morning after I saw that first picture.’ Her - ‘God this is going to be fun. I’m so excited, I can’t wait for tonight.’ Her - ‘Ask me anything, I want to keep this going. I’m an open book.’ Me (quickly, having hoped that was the case) - How do you like to be fucked? Her - ‘I tend to get into my partner, I’m flexible. If you want to fuck me hard, go for it. If you want it to be sensual, I can get into that as well.’ Me - ‘Do you like for people to go down on you?’ Her - ‘Well, yeah, I’m like your wife - I’m bi. It’s hard to be that way and NOT like it haha.’ Me - ‘Do you like long strokes, flicks, or sucking on your clit?’ Her - ‘Oh my fucking God I love that you asked that. Long strokes, please!’ Me (pivoting) - ‘Tell me about when you and (wife’s name) used to hook up.’ Her - ‘Hah, is that what she calls it? Well I think it was more than that.’

What her friend then described was, in my opinion, a full-on relationship. She and my wife had, basically, dated for three years and lived together for two of them. The friend had several male friends with benefits, but said that my wife was only ever interested in her during that time.

Me - ‘You’re just saying that because you think I’ll be mad. Don’t worry, I won’t - she had a life before me and it’s hot. I have a voyeuristic streak in me.’ Her - ‘No, seriously. I’m sure she’s said it before to you and you’ve brushed it off as ‘whatever,’ but it’s true. She is the pickiest damn woman when it comes to dick - which is why I’m really excited to feel yours.’ (This is true, my wife said it often but this was the first time it was confirmed by another party) Me - ‘Can you elaborate?’

She told me two stories. The first was an early-relationship trip to New Orleans. The two of them had a long week and decided on a whim to head to NOLA for a little weekend getaway. After resting and having some fun in the hotel room, they hit the French Quarter and about an hour in found two ‘hunks,’ as my wife’s friend described them. Within another hour they were back at the hotel room.

Her - ‘They were gorgeous. Fit, relatively tall, handsome faces - and they were actually kind of nice. It was a stroke of fucking luck but you won’t hear me complaining haha!’ Me - ‘So what happened?’ Her - ‘As usual I was naked in a heart beat. I was making out with one while the other groped me and rubbed my pussy - but I noticed I was getting all the attention.’ Me - ‘Where was (wife’s name)?’ Her - ‘I didn’t know at first, and I was kind of caught up y’know? Haha. Anyway, they started to get undressed and I finally looked around and saw her sitting in the chair by the window. She had one tit out and her dress hiked up masturbating - it was so fucking hot.’ Me - ‘What did you do then?’ Her - ‘I asked her if she wanted to join and she said no. I don’t think she had enough to drink at that point haha.’ Me - ‘Yeah, probably not. (It was true, the more my wife drinks the more the repression she sheds.) So what happened next?’ Her - ‘They got undressed - BEAUTIFUL cocks - and I started sucking one and stroking the other. I switched a few times, then one of them pushed me back on the bed, lifted up my legs, and shoved himself inside me. The other knelt near my head and put his cock back inside my mouth.’

At this point, I had locked my office door and pulled my own cock out. I was already hard, I should have known this was going to happen, but the enjoyment she was clearly getting from telling the story and the fact that I had semi-known my wife had a very sexual past was just too much. I also loved the fact that this woman I was about to have sex with was clearly VERY sexual.

I took a pic of my cock and sent it to her.

Her - ‘Fuck I LOVE it. I’m guessing you’re enjoying this?’ Me - ‘Fuck yeah I am, please continue. It sounds like you lucked into a pretty awesome situation.’ Her - ‘I did! I mean, the one guy who started fucking me was EXCELLENT but the other guy was just kind of... there. He didn’t really want to fuck but he definitely wanted his dick sucked and it was a nice cock.’ Me - ‘What positions did y’all get into?’ Her - ‘Just two. I started off on my back and then got on all fours and let him fuck me doggy. Eventually he came on my back and I sucked the other guy until he came in my mouth.’

Thinking about it was enough - I stroked myself to completion and came... and I came a lot. I took a picture and sent it to my wife, who was a little displeased.

Wife (text) - ‘What the fuck?’ Me - ‘I couldn’t help it! (Friend’s name) was texting me details of a trip to New Orleans y’all took and she fucked two guys and you watched?’ Her - ‘Oh my fucking God she didn’t. I’m so sorry my love, I can’t believe she told you!’ Me - ‘Clearly I’m not bothered, haha. It was very hot and I love her sexual energy - I can see how y’all found each other.’ Her - ‘Wait, you liked it?’ Me - ‘Well sure, you had a life before I came around and I know at your core you’re a sexual person. It’s very hot and I love knowing you like to watch.’ Her - ‘She embellishes a bit, you know.’ Me - ‘Well, sure, it’s part of the fun of the story. But here, I’ll send you the screenshots.’ Her (after viewing them) - ‘That’s actually pretty close to reality. What is she saying now?’ Me - ‘She’s broken into another story about you guys going with a new boyfriend of hers to a strip club?’ Her - ‘Oh yeah, that is a good one. I’m surprised how comfortable I am with her telling you but, it’s out there now I guess.’ Her - ‘Oh, and we need to talk about you not believing me about being picky until someone else confirmed it.’ Me - ‘Yes ma’am (smirk)’ Her - ‘Well, go read through the other one and then you need to hydrate, eat fruit, and have a good lunch. Preferably a nap if you can get one.’ Me - ‘Will do, I love you.’ Her - ‘I love you, too, have fun.’

I popped back over to the new story. There was a text at the end.

Friend (text) - ‘Hey, still there?’ Me - ‘Yeah, had a bit of a situation over here (sent her the picture of my cum)’ Her - ‘Holy shit, that’s so sexy. You loved the first story that much?’ Me - ‘Yeah, you’re sexy as fuck and the idea of you pleasing two men so well that you just met is hot as fuck to me. Plus, it appears my wife agrees haha.’ Her - ‘Oh yeah, she loved it. I think she said she came twice or something but she was definitely out of it when they finished!’ Her - ‘Well this one I sent you focuses more on her, so enjoy! I have a bunch of appointments this afternoon, but I can’t wait to see you later! Rest and hydrate!’ Me - ‘Looking forward to it, as well. Hope they enjoy your outfit.’

I went back to look at the new story. My wife, her friend, and the friend’s new boyfriend were going to a local strip club. My wife knew the general manger (I knew this, she and I had gone as well) but she had never done what the story described! The idea was to test just how well the boyfriend could handle a sexual situation because my wife’s friend ‘had her doubts.’

My wife’s friend was very focused on getting my wife drunk, because she knew where it would go. They were sitting in a small section, away from the main action, rotating lap dances between the three of them. By the time the newest girl came to my wife again, apparently she had gotten drunk enough to let it go.

Stripper (to my wife) - ‘So, are they real?’ My wife - ‘Yes, and you’re very sexy.’ Stripper - ‘Thanks, I can tell you’re turned on. You like girls, too?’ My wife - ‘Yeah, almost as much as guys actually. I still need dick but, I can definitely make it work with a woman if I want (she winked at her friend)’ Stripper - ‘If you pay for a VIP room and some drinks, plus $200, I’ll eat your pussy until you cum.’ My wife - ‘I have to say yes.’

My wife asked the general manager, who was happy to oblige (I think she liked my wife, too) and gave them a good rate on a VIP room. According to the story, there was a two-way mirror so they could see out onto the floor, but no one could see in.

My wife sat down, took off her jeans and panties, and was apparently ready and willing for action. The stripper didn’t hesitate.

My wife’s friend said she had pulled her man’s dick out and started playing with it. When the stripper stuck two of her fingers into my wife, the following moan was too much and he came all over his shirt. My wife’s friend described it as ‘hilarious’ and ‘adorable’ but I felt for the guy - here was at least one, probably two after they were done with each other, women who were going to need dick and he just let loose.

In the end though, it answered her question about whether or not he could handle it. Apparently there were no second chances.

The stripper played with my wife for about 10 more minutes until my wife came. The stripper left and so did the trio. He was sent home because he was ‘spent’ and they went home to play with dildos, at least they’d get some dick the friend said.

Me (texting wife) - ‘So the stripper story was hot. Didn’t know you had done that there, but now I know why the GM looks at you like that haha.’ Her - ‘Well, now that you know, we’ll have to have some fun together.’ Me - ‘You’re damn straight. Poor dude, though.’ Her - ‘Yeah, I mean he got a great show but just couldn’t hold it.’ Me - ‘Well, I’m gonna take the nap then wrap up the day. See you at home around 5 before she comes?’ Her - ‘Yes sir.’

The finale will be tomorrow!

Our first foray - Part 2

Writer’s note: This story is a little more dense and is about how my wife and I worked through it, there’s but two quick mentions of sex, for those who are only interested in that. Formally stated, Newton's third law is: For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. The statement means that in every interaction, there is a pair of forces acting on the two interacting objects.

For those of you who read my story yesterday and thought to yourself, ‘this worked out too well’ I have two statements -  1) We had been over a year looking

2) You’re absolutely right, because real life pushed back

The next morning, my wife woke me up with her mouth. This is not an unusual occurrence, if she sees I have morning wood a lot of times she swoops in - she and I both have an oral fixation kink (which will come up in other stories) so it’s natural.

As she adjusted herself onto all fours I took the opportunity to run my fingers along her pussy - soaked, which was strange for this early in the morning. She was usually a little wet after sucking for a few minutes, but this was surprising.

Me (playfully) - ‘Did you wake up thinking about me and (friend’s name)?’ Her (muffled with a mouth full of cock) - ‘Mmmmhm’

I felt her pull my balls tight and start to force my cock into her throat, so I returned the favor with a finger to pull on her g-spot while I ran my thumb along her clit. She came once, pushing juices all over herself and sheets like the night before, and then started to add a stroking motion to her blowjob - I was done quick after that.

She hopped out of bed quickly and threw on her robe.

Her - ‘See you downstairs?’ Me (surprised she jumped up so quickly) - ‘Ye... Yeah. Be right there my love.’

I walked downstairs and began to make our usual coffee and breakfast spread. As I started the coffee and the burners running, I checked my phone - there was the usual business mess, and a text from my wife’s friend. 

Meanwhile, my wife stared out the kitchen window to the woods beyond.

Me (cautiously) - ‘You OK? (Friend’s name) texted me.’ Her - ‘You’re going to leave me for her, aren’t you?’ Me (very quickly and surprised) - ‘No! I would never do that!’

The question was as shocking as it was dead pan. My wife and I were the type of couple that made other people puke - we were cute, we REALLY liked each other, we loved the same things, and were each other’s best friend. 

It was the conviction in the statement that shattered me. She really believed that I might leave her, but I came to find out later from reading further about queaning and working through relationships during that time, it was normal. It was fear and doubt of the kink manifesting itself in anger.

So imagine my surprise when, after doing my research, I thought back on the next part of the conversation.

Her - ‘Don’t bullshit me. You’re way too into this.’ Me - ‘You said I was the one overthinking it. We haven’t even really talked about the actual act, I really don’t know how this is going to work.’ Her - ‘It’s simple. You meet her, you fuck her, and you take that big cock and pump her full of cum. She’ll get big and pregnant and you can keep fucking her and being happy while I’ll be alone forever.’

So let me tell you, dear reader, in that moment I’m speechless - and it doesn’t happen often. I have -ZERO- idea where to go from here. Why all of these adjectives? Why pregnant? I had never expressed interest in kids of my own and my step-children were older at this point, now grown. And why did she think I was not only going to leave her, but someone like her would be alone forever?

None of it made sense, because I was ignorant of the psychological jumps she was making. Unfortunately, I’m a nerd as well as a doofus so my first thought was to pull out the Anakin line from Star Wars - ‘Hold on, this whole operation was your idea!’

Thank God I did not say that.

Instead, I do what most people do in modern society when a situation has become awkward and tense - I pulled out my phone. And there, on the screen, was my out.

Me - ‘Look, (friend’s name) texted me and can’t tonight. Work emergency and her kid’s having car issues.’ Her - ‘Seems convenient.’ Me -’Here, look.’

I showed her the text and her mood changed, visibly. She softened and hugged me.

Her - ‘I’m sorry, I just... I just got scared. This is a lot.’ Me - ‘I totally understand, this is for the best I think. We still have more to research and more to look into.’ Her - ‘You’re right.’ Me - ‘We have some time to think about it and talk it out before she’ll be asking when we’re meeting, so I’m going to start reading more into this and what happens when it’s actually going to happen. When you’re ready, we can talk more - and if we’re not ready when she reaches out again, we’ll shut it down.’

But, I had one question.

Me - ‘Why were you so wet and ready to suck this morning?’ Her - ‘Well, you know I can’t resist. I still like the idea of you fucking her. It was just... once you finished, I kind of realized the day was going to start and then the next person you would be finishing with would be... her.’

I could tell that the last part turned her on, but at the same time she was still visibly shaken. We continued to hug for a few more moments, then went about our day - or, at least, tried. I gave up on doing new things at work for the next few days and focused on my usual mundane stuff while researching this process.

It was during this research that I found out about the kink manifestation. Of course, I then came to realize that the other parts of that statement she made were telling of some of the things she wanted but had repressed. It’s important to note that my wife made consistent mention of feeling repressed her ‘whole life’ so I suppose I should not have been surprised.

The days seemed to fly by, but there was a tension at home. I could tell my wife harbored a long of sexual repression and a lot of resentment that she felt society had forced on her. She barely used her phone during that time, which was odd, very clearly battling herself for what she really wanted.

We had never gone 24 hours without some kind of sexual activity. We went into day three with no sex.

In thinking about what she said to me, it became more (but not fully) clear what she really wanted. I decided that night, with one day to go until the weekend, to try and open up the conversation. As I was cleaning spinach for dinner, she sat at the kitchen table.

Me (nonchalant) - ‘So, I’ve been doing research.’ Her (smirking) - ‘I’ve noticed, you’ve been preoccupied with SOMETHING.’ Me - ‘Ah, well if that’s the case, it’s important - I think - to note that your fear and anger are totally normal and we can work through that. What I was curious about was some of the other things you said.’ Her (hesitant, realizing it was out there) - ‘Like what?’ Me (confident) - ‘Well, the pregnancy fetish was surprising, to be sure. But I was unaware you had a humiliation fetish as well? That seems so unlike you.’

Looking back, I should not have been so direct. It’s my nature, and thankfully it didn’t derail the whole thing (which is still surprising), but I could tell I caught her off guard.

Her - ‘I thought we were focused on queaning.’ Me - ‘We are, but I think those two factor into what you want, long-term anyway.’

There was a long pause, the air in the room was heavy with anticipation. From my end, I let it marinate but I didn’t say anything - this was the make-or-break.

Her (exhaling) - ‘You think I’m weird, don’t you?’ Me - ‘No, not at all. In fact I think it’s beautiful and it means a lot to me that you want to share this, experience it, and have fun with it - and you want to do it with me.’ Her (flustered) - ‘But how do you make something like that happen? The kids are here every other week, work, responsibilities...’ Me (confident) - ‘We work through it, one step at a time, but it starts with actually trying the basics. I’m sure it all seems very hot and sexy now, but remember that me having sex with others will affect you. If I ever did get another woman pregnant, same thing. If another woman humiliated you, even in the heat of the moment, it would affect you. Based on what I’ve read, and what I believe to be true, we have to work through this slowly.’ Her (relaxing, and after a few seconds pause) - ‘I want you to fuck (friend’s name).’ Me - ‘Are you sure? Do you want to be involved? Do you want to be there?’ Her - ‘No, the way I always see it I’m going to do something like have my nails done, or go out with another friend for a drink, some activity outside the house, on my own, and you pay for it (she laughs).’ Me - ‘OK, I’m going to text (friend’s name) and tell her to be here at 6 p.m. tomorrow.’ Her - ‘OK, I’m ready.’

I finished dinner, but before setting the table I texted the friend.

Me (in text) - ‘Hey, we talked it out and we’re ready to try. Tomorrow, our place, 6 p.m.? Her - ‘Yay! Will she be there?’ Me - ‘No, she wants to be away but wants pics. Are you OK with that?’ Her - ‘Of course! Kids?’ Me - ‘With their dad this week.’ Her - ‘Oh wow this is going to be perfect! See you tomorrow!’ Her - ‘I’m going to wear this tomorrow to work and come right after!’ It was a picture of her in a body suit and jeans, clearly not wearing a bra. Me - ‘I can’t wait to get it off of you.’

That night as I wrapped up work, the texts started to come through with pictures of women watching other women get fucked, and threesomes with one woman pregnant.

Her (via text) - ‘Is it OK that I want this?’

I went up to the room, she was naked under the covers and the light hum of a vibrator echoed.

I started to get undressed and she pushed the covers back. She was glowing, her pussy soaked, her nipples tight. I came to her side of the bed and began to fondle one of her tits while I slipped two fingers inside her.

She exhaled and started breathing heavily. She took me in her mouth, her head bobbing as I fondled her tits and tweaked her nipples. I felt her start to rock her hips as she was about to cum with my fingers inside her, and it felt amazing for her to exhale rapidly and moan with my cock in her mouth as she orgasmed.

I climbed into bed and bent her over, stuffing my cock into her waiting pussy. The feeling was amazing, she was soaked, and the sounds were even better. She was already there, I forced her to lift her hips as I pulled her hair back and shoved my cock in as far as it would go.

She cried out, but I eased her.

Me - ‘Stay there baby, your pussy feels so good. Do you want me to fuck her like this tomorrow?’ Her - ‘Mmmmhm.’ Me - ‘Do you think her pussy will be good?’ Her - ‘Yes daddy.’ Me (leaning in close) - ‘Better than yours?’

It was a gamble, I knew, but to my shock she came - hard. She pulled off and curled up, clearly in a vulnerable state. I laid next to her, took her hand in mine.

Me - ‘I love you very much, I just wanted to see how it went.’ Her (quivering) - ‘I liked it, and I’m surprised I liked it.’ Me - ‘I know, it’s OK.’

She took my cock and slid it back in.

Her - ‘Slow, please.’ Me - ‘Of course.’

I eased in and out of her for a few minutes, telling her how beautiful she was and how much I loved her. Eventually I came inside her, and then fell asleep.

Part 3 tomorrow!