My wife Tilly and I have always been open to a little kink in the bedroom, but after five years of marriage things had begun to seem a little routine. We’d tossed around a few ideas, and when Tilly suggested adding a third party to the mix, I was fine with it; but then we couldn’t agree on whether the other person should be a man or a woman.
Since we seemed to have reached an impasse on the subject, I put the whole idea on the back burner as I planned a surprise fifth-anniversary party for Tilly. As I wanted it to be a catered affair, I went online and found a husband-and-wife catering team called “Jack & Jill” who seemed to have a good reputation and good reviews.
The party was awesome. Tilly was surprised, the food was great, and the catering couple did an amazing job. They were good-looking too. Jill was an absolute babe, a long-haired blonde with big tits, big hips and a beautiful face. I got along with her so well that an idea began to take form in my dirty little mind—especially when I caught Tilly checking out Jack when she thought I wasn’t looking.
After all the guests had left, and the catering equipment had been packed up, I invited Jack and Jill to hang out for a while. They were happy to stay, and the four of us continued to party. While Jack and I made a half-hearted stab at cleaning up, the girls went into the kitchen to get more drinks. They were gone for longer than I expected, and when they came back they put on some music and started dancing.
The girls had gotten along really well during the party, and now it seemed as if they were having an even better time. Jack and I started cheering them on and telling them to strip. With Jack and me yelling, “Take it off, take it off!” the girls began to do just that. It was as if we were getting a private strip show. By the time they got down to their bras and panties I was sporting wood, and I was sure Jack was too.
Then Jack yelled out, “Lap dance! Lap dance!”
Wow, I thought, this could really lead to something. “Yeah, Tilly,” I said, “show ‘em how it’s done.” Tilly and I had done the lap-dance thing many times, so I knew she was good.
Jack and I pulled up a couple of chairs and sat down as the girls continued baring their bods. Now I might be a teensy bit biased, but my wife truly has an awesome figure, and apparently Jack thought so too. His eyes were locked on her body, so I felt free to focus on Jill. As the two of them stripped off the last remnants of their clothing, Tilly looked at me, and I saw her mouth move to form the words, “Happy Anniversary.”
With that she shot me a wicked smile and began to saunter over toward Jack, her hips swaying with every step, while Jill strutted toward me, her hands raised over her head. In perfect synchronicity the girls straddled our laps and ground their bodies against us, Tilly with Jack and Jill with me. Jill then plucked open the buttons on my shirt and rubbed her breasts against my chest. Her body felt hot against mine, her nipples hard and erect, like my throbbing dick. My pants felt wet at the crotch, and I couldn’t be certain if that was due to her wet pussy, my precome, or a combination of the two. All I knew was that I was horny as hell, and that if I survived the lap dance without coming in my pants, I was going to fuck Jill. Tilly knew I loved her, but if I had the chance to fuck this woman, I was going for it. I just hoped that Tilly felt the same way about Jack, and from the way she was working her crotch against the tent in his pants, chances looked pretty good.
One good thing about getting a lap dance in the privacy of your own home is that the no-touching rule doesn’t apply, unless someone insists on it, and fortunately no one did. I held Jill by the waist and ground her against my dick while I teased her nipples with my tongue. It was weird at first. I hadn’t cheated on Tilly since we got married, and I knew every inch of her body like the back of my hand. But Jill’s body was uncharted territory—beautiful, virgin territory—and it was mine to explore.
Jill held onto my shoulders and arched her back, offering up her breasts. I flicked my tongue back and forth over the tips, moving from one to the other as she rolled her hips against me. I heard Jack moan, and looked over to see that Tilly had reversed her position and was rubbing her pussy back and forth over his crotch, while he palmed her breasts and rolled her long nipples between his fingers.
It was hot, seeing another man fondle my wife, but I had my hands full with Jill. At that moment she leaned down and kissed me. As her tongue delved into my mouth and did a twirling dance with mine, all I could think about was what it would feel like to be ramming my cock into her juicy cunt.
Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, Jack said, “Max, your wife is awesome, but if she keeps this up I’m going to blow my wad.”
“I know what you mean, buddy,” I said. “Jill’s pretty amazing too.”
At that point Tilly suggested we take the party into the bedroom, and I almost jumped for joy. The girls climbed off our laps and headed for the bedroom, whispering and giggling all the way, and leaving Jack and me to follow them.
When we reached the bedroom Jill said she and Tilly had a surprise for us. They were about to continue the private show with something we wouldn’t see at a strip club. With that Tilly lay back on our king-size bed, and Jill positioned herself over her in a 69 position. As they buried their faces in each other’s pussy, I couldn’t help but marvel at how at ease they seemed with each other. It wasn’t until later that I found out that when the two of them were making drinks in the kitchen, they were also already cooking up plans for us to swap spouses. It seemed the talk had gotten so hot that they’d slipped into the den for some quick girl-girl action. So this was just a continuation.
I moved closer to the bed while rubbing my aching cock through my pants. I couldn’t believe I was watching my beautiful wife doing a 69 with a woman who was just as hot. They licked and sucked and fingered each other into a frenzy, and the sounds of their moans and whimpers added further heat to the erotic spectacle of them sucking each other off.
I unzipped my pants as I watched, and pulled out my dick for better access. Jack had also moved close to the bed, and was now stroking his own cock.
It wasn’t long before Jill lifted her head from Tilly’s crotch and let out a deep moan as she ground her pussy onto my wife’s face. Then she rolled onto her back, pulling Tilly on top of her. Tilly hadn’t come yet, and her eyes were wild. She looked over at Jack, then down at his cock. Then she looked at me, as if asking the question. I smiled at her and said, “It’s your party, baby. If it’s okay with Jill, it’s okay with me.”
Tilly obviously had no doubt about Jill’s reaction, because she now got up, took Jack by the hand and led him to our spare room. I was bummed when I realized that I wasn’t going to get to see Jack fuck my wife, but I almost forgot about it when Jill pulled me onto the bed. She didn’t even give me a chance to take off my clothes before pushing me back and pulling off my pants and shorts. She tossed them across the room, then straddled me and slowly brought her juicy cunt down onto my cock as she kissed me. I tasted my wife’s juices on her lips, and it sent an additional surge of heat to my loins.
As Jill rode my cock I heard Tilly’s loud moans of pleasure from down the hall, which told me that she had not only left the door to our bedroom open, but also the door to the guest room. Her cries of completion mingled with Jill’s as the blonde’s cunt muscles contracted around my cock.
I wanted to fuck her some more, but I wanted to taste her too, to see if her pussy was as sweet and musky as my wife’s. I pulled that pussy to my mouth and ate her out, lapping all my come and her juices out of her smoothly shaved cunt.
When I’d made her come again, I told her I had to fuck her once more. I got her up on her knees and drove my aching cock into her pussy from behind, fucking her as hard as I could until I’d reached my limit. With one final thrust, I filled her cunt with my hot cream.
My mind was totally blown, and I could only hope that Tilly and Jack had enjoyed themselves as much as Jill and I had. It turned out that they had, and before they left we had made a date to hang out the very next night.
The following night we met up with Jack and Jill at a local bar to drink and shoot pool. It must have been an off night, because the place was pretty dead and we had the pool room in the back to ourselves. Tilly had on a short pleated skirt, and when she bent over to line up a shot, you could see right up underneath it. That little fact did not escape Jack’s notice, and he made sure he was behind her whenever she was shooting, peeking up her skirt.
Jill also wore a skirt, but hers was made out of some kind of stretchy material which hugged her every curve. It tended to ride up with every move she made, till it was just below her firm ass. Jill’s pool-playing skills were lacking, so I took it upon myself to teach her. That involved me getting up close and personal when she had to make a shot. I told her to relax as I curved my body behind hers and put my arms around her to set up the shot. But then she rubbed her ass against me, and the shot went wild.
Tilly was a better player, but she took advantage of the situation and asked Jack to help her. I watched as he snuggled up to her, then smiled when she dropped her hand to the front of his pants. Another shot gone to hell.
That set the tone for the rest of the game. There was more ass squeezing and crotch grabbing going on than any real play. At one point I slid my hand under Jill’s tight skirt and discovered that she wasn’t wearing panties. She spread her legs for me, and I accepted the invitation. I slid my finger into her juicy hole and stroked it in and out a few times. She was so wet that I knew I could just as easily slip her my dick. It was a dangerous game, as anyone could have walked in on us, but what the fuck. Having sex in a public place, knowing you could get busted at any moment, is a thrill-seeker’s dream. I kept my finger in Jill’s twat as I shuffled her over toward the wall and stood her against it with her back to me. “Don’t even think about moving,” I told her.
“I wouldn’t dream of it,” she said breathlessly, and she moved her feet apart, spreading her legs. “I want you to fuck me so bad, and I want you to do it right here!”
I looked around to see Jack sitting in a chair, with Tilly about to straddle his cock. Tilly turned her head and winked at me, then slowly impaled herself onto his straining member.
I laughed and said, “Enjoy your ride, Tilly.” Then I freed my own hard-on and slammed it into Jill’s pussy from behind. She was so hot and wet that I had to hold myself in place for a moment to get my lust under control. I pushed her skirt up until her ass was completely exposed. She was doing her best to fuck herself on my cock, but I didn’t want to rush. Then she reached back to grab my ass, trying to get me to move. If I wanted to hold out, this wasn’t going to help. I told her to raise her arms over her head, and when she did I pinned her wrists against the wall with one hand.
“Are you trying to rush me, Jill?” I said, using my best scolding voice—the one I used on Tilly when she wanted to play the bad girl who needs to be taught a lesson. She liked to be spanked too, and I wondered if Jill was the same. With my free hand, I gave her a quick slap on her ass—not too hard, but hard enough to sting.
Her reaction was amazing. She whimpered and seemed to grow even wetter. I spanked her again, then reached up under her blouse and played with her tits. She started to squirm and writhe against me. I gave her nipple one last tweak and then smacked her twice more on the ass.
“Oh my God, Max!” she cried. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!”
My dick was aching to do just that, so I pulled halfway out of her cunt and slammed back in. She was still begging me to fuck her, so I gave it to her really hard, drilling my cock into her over and over. I could hear Tilly’s wild cries of passion over Jill’s very loud moans, and the sound of my loins slapping against her backside.
“I’m coming, Jill,” I hissed between clenched teeth. “Come with me, now!”
I thrust into her three more times before I felt my come shooting into her in spurts. Her pussy clenched me tightly as she came, and I felt her cunt muscles milking every last drop from my balls.
And that was when I heard a voice saying, “Damn, live porn!”
It was a male voice, but it didn’t sound like Jack’s. I looked around to see that we had an audience—the bartender and a waitress. The guy was tall and muscular, while the woman was just the opposite—petite and waif-like.
“Don’t mean to intrude,” the bartender said, grinning. “You people seem to play a funny kind of pool.”
“We started out playing pool,” Jack said, laughing. “But our wives needed a little help, and one thing led to another . . . ”
Tilly was still straddling Jack. At least her skirt was down, which was more than I could say for Jill. Her skirt was still rucked up over her ass, and my pants were down around my feet.
“Hell, don’t let us stop you,” the guy said. “We were closing up, and just came back here to tell you it was last call. But you all look like you could use some more beer. Let me finish locking up and I’ll be right back.”
The waitress, who’d been silent up to that point, now came further into the room, her eyes wide and glued to Jill’s ass. “I’m Gina,” she said. “Up to now this damn job has bored me out of my skull, but now I’m glad I took it.”
“Glad to meet you,” I said. At that point I stepped away from Jill, intending to zip up, but Gina said, “Don’t even think about putting that away.” Then she pulled up a chair and told me to lean back against the wall and relax. Evidently she intended to suck my cock, which was still sticky with my Jill’s juices and my jism.
“So the bartender will be okay with this?” I asked, a little nervously. I didn’t want to get pounded by that guy because his girlfriend had taken a liking to my dick.
“Oh, Sammy doesn’t mind,” Gina said, and with that she bent forward and took my cock in her mouth. I didn’t think I’d be able to get it up so quickly, but as soon as her lips touched it I felt it twitch. She started stroking the shaft with one hand, while taking me deeper and deeper into her mouth. I was getting harder by the second. I let my head fall back against the wall and closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation of that hot mouth on my rod. I was really getting into it when she pulled back, letting my cock pop out of her lips. When I look to see why she’d stopped, I saw that Jack and the other girls were all standing around watching us, and so was the bartender, Sammy.
“Is it okay if I join the party?” Sammy asked, looking from Jill to Tilly, then back to me and Jack. “The beers are on me.” He’d placed a tray of frosty mugs on one of the tables.
“Hell, we don’t mind If our wives don’t,” Jack said, eyeing Gina. “But maybe you can scare up a couple of blankets or mats or something, so we can get comfortable.”
“Sure thing,” Sammy said. He went over to a kind of supply closet and pulled out two padded quilts—the kind movers used for furniture. “These ought to do the trick,” he said.
Jack helped him spread the quilts out, while Gina went back to sucking my cock. Then she stopped and pulled me over to one of the quilts. Meanwhile Tilly and Jill had already stripped out of their clothes, and now were busy helping Sammy out of his, all the time touching him and acting girlishly enthusiastic over his muscles.
As Gina and I started to pull off our clothes, Jack said, “Mind if I join you guys?”
Gina shrugged. “There’s plenty of me to go around,” she said, which sounded funny because she was so little. Jack stripped down, and we all knelt on the quilt with Gina between us.
On the other quilt, Sammy was on his knees behind my wife, getting ready to plow into her with his massive cock. Now I’m no slouch in the size department, and neither was Jack. But Sammy outdid both of us. Still, I didn’t think Tilly would have a problem, since she still had a pussy full of Jack’s come. And I didn’t think Sammy would have a problem with sloppy seconds.
As Sammy worked his big dick back and forth in Tilly’s cunt, Jill got on her back and wormed her way underneath my wife, until her head was right beneath their crotches, and her pussy under Tilly’s mouth. Each time Sammy shoved his meat into Tilly’s hole, some leftover fluid dribbled out, and Jill was right there to catch it all.
The entire scene was surreal, and just watching it had me nearly ready to explode. Meanwhile Gina had started sucking Jack’s cock and licking his balls. I moved closer to her, and she wrapped her hand around my aching cock. She released Jack’s dick with an audible pop, then switched over to me. I had to admit the girl had skills. She moved expertly back and forth between to two of us, sucking one dick while stroking the other, never flagging in her efforts.
Then Jack decided to switch things up. He pulled Gina on top of his cock and lowered her right down. She motioned for me to come closer, so she could fuck herself on Jack’s dick and suck my cock at the same time. I was fighting to keep from coming, because I wanted my turn at fucking Gina too. Jack was pumping his cock up into her, hard and fast, and she finally gave up trying to suck my cock and gave herself over to the orgasm wracking her body. A moment later, Jack came too, emitting deep groans, as he delivered a few final thrusts, spurting his jism deep inside her.
Sammy, Jill and Tilly had also changed positions. Sammy was now on his back, with Jill riding his cock and Tilly sitting on his face. The girls were facing each other and kissing fervently, moaning into each other’s mouth.
I was ready to fuck Gina, but I thought she might need a break. Wrong! She simply climbed off Jack and lay back on the quilt. When she spread her legs and used her fingers to open her pussy, I saw that she was full of cream. I love pussy, and after eating my wife out the night before and getting a taste of Jack’s jism, I had no problem with shoving my tongue up Gina’s luscious cunt and sucking out everything that was in there.
I crawled toward her and hooked her legs over my arms. Then I dove in for my just desserts. I licked her from back to front and through every nook and cranny. Then I lapped at the cream oozing from her cunt. When that was gone, I rubbed her clit with a slow circular motion while I fucked her pussy with my tongue. Gina came at least three times before I was through, and when I stopped eating her she was a mass of quivering jelly, begging for mercy, and for my cock.
I took a moment to check on Tilly and the others. They’d switched places again. Sammy must have shot his load, because the girls were taking turns trying to suck his cock back to life. I didn’t think it would take long for them to have him up and fucking again.
I turned back to Gina. “Are you ready for me now, girl?” I asked.
“Oh, yes!,” she moaned. “Fuck me now, please!”
With Gina still on her back, I got on top of her and started fucking her. I couldn’t believe my luck. This was the second woman (not my wife) that I had fucked in as many days! Could this possibly get any better? I didn’t think so, but what did I know?
I concentrated on nailing Gina’s tight pussy, fucking her for all I was worth. After a while she started begging me to let her get on top, so I finally rolled us over and let her straddle me. She was now in control, and she took her time, sliding slowly down over my cock, raising herself just as slowly until just the head of my dick was in her, then easing down even more slowly. It was the sweetest form of torture I could have imagined, but it was torture.
“Gina, you’re killing me!” I moaned. “Either fuck me, or let me fuck you!”
She smiled. “Well, since you ask so sweetly . . .” she said, climbing quickly off my dick and getting on all fours.
Then she turned around and wagged her butt in my face, saying, “Do it like a dog!”
And I did. I stroked into her like crazy, going deeper with each thrust, until I lost it and finally came, falling back and pulling Gina with me.
Jack was sitting off to one side, stroking his cock while waiting for the next round. The girls looked totally done in. They were both sprawled over Sammy’s big body, breathing hard. I was sure I was done as well. But not Gina. As soon as she got her breath back she said the words no woman had ever said to me, not even my wife: “I’ll give you a chance to rest up, Max, while I fuck Jack. Then I want you to fuck my ass.”
I had never fucked anyone’s ass before. Tilly was up for a lot of things, but she’d always insisted that her ass was off limits. Now, when she heard what Gina said, she moaned, “Oh God, now he’ll never stop bugging me about fucking my ass too!”
I just grinned at her and sat back to watched as Jack went down on Gina. Apparently Jack didn’t mind a little come mixed with pussy juice either. He was soon lapping up her cream is if he was starving. I thought he was going to suck the life out of her.
But Gina was loving it, and she was amazing to watch. Even Sammy and the girls were watching in fascination. She seemed to be having a whole series of mini-orgasms. Her body would twitch for a bit, and then she’d calm down. Then she’d start twitching and squirming again. Damn, I’d have to find out what the hell it was that Jack was doing to her. I made a mental note to compare techniques with him later.
My dick was slowly coming back to life, with a little help from my hand. Sammy now got up and went to get something from the bar. He returned with Gina’s purse. Reaching into it, he pulled out a tube of lube and tossed it to me.
Tilly and Jill had moved closer to the action, and now Sammy rejoined them. When Jack finished eating Gina and was ready to fuck her, she told him to wait. She got on her knees and told me to lube up my dick, and then work some into her asshole. I followed her instructions, with Sammy watching and giving me some pointers as I did so.
When I was finished Gina told me to lie back. I was a little disappointed, as I thought we’d be in the doggie position again, but Gina had something else in mind. She got into the reverse cowgirl position, reached down to guide my dick to her anus and very gradually eased herself down over it. I gritted my teeth as her asshole gripped my dick like a vise. I hadn’t known that anything could feel so good. I struggled to keep my composure as Gina, now fully impaled on my dick, lay back against my chest.
I saw Tilly creeping closer to get a better view. Gina held herself still for a long moment, breathing deeply.
Then she turned to Jack and told him to stick his cock in her pussy.
I almost came when I heard that. Not only was I going to fuck a girl’s ass, but Jack and I were going be double-fucking her! I’d seen that done in a lot of pornos, but never thought I’d get to do it myself.
As Jack slid his cock into Gina’s pussy, Tilly leaned over and kissed me, shoving her tongue in my mouth. “How does it feel, baby?” she asked.
“I can’t . . . describe it,” was all I could get out. It was amazing to me that Gina was able to take our two big cocks, as tiny as she was.
Then Gina took a deep breath and said, “Okay, boys. Let’s do this slow and easy to start with.”
I think we weren’t quite sure how to start, until Sammy came to our aid, telling Jack to pull out a little, and me to push in. And that’s how we fucked her, seesawing in and out, back and forth, in a mutual rhythm. I could feel Jack’s dick rubbing up against mine with each stroke, and the sensation was like nothing I’d ever felt before. I tried to stay focused, but it wasn’t easy. Tilly was saying all kinds of shit in my ear, egging me on, telling me that Gina looked like she was in heaven, and that whole thing looked so hot that she thought she might want to try it! Hearing her say that sent me into overdrive.
Soon Gina was moaning for us to fuck her harder. “Fuck my ass! Fuck my pussy!” she kept chanting, like a mantra. Jack and I picked up the pace, moving now like one well-oiled machine. But I was at the brink, and I knew I couldn’t last.
“Fuck,” I groaned as my come shot uncontrollably up into Gina’s asshole. Jack was pounding into her from above, and I felt his orgasm, and then Gina’s, only moments after mine.
Jack collapsed on top of Gina, and I thought we’d both get crushed, but Sammy pulled him off to one side, and then lifted Gina into his lap. As they cuddled, Tilly kissed me again and repeated what she’d said earlier about wanting to try what she’d just seen. Thank God I hadn’t imagined it!
We finally got to drink our beer while we all lounged around. “Do you guys go to any of the swing clubs?” Gina asked at one point.
“Clubs?” I said. “Where?”
“Sammy,” she said, “we’re going to have to see that these guys get on some of the guest lists, since they’re newbies.”
“No problem,” Sammy said. “Should be fun.”
I looked at my wife, and from the expression on her face I could see that this was just the beginning.
—M.L., Oklahoma City, Oklahoma