On a recent afternoon I was kicking back with a buddy, on the patio of my favorite watering hole. We had downed a few cold ones, when he asked if I "really" liked watching other guys doing my wife. He knew that Jodi and I were swingers; and that, most of the time I was an active participant. He just couldn't quite wrap his mind around the idea of me as spectator. It didn't help any, when I told him that the only thing Jodi liked more than hot and nasty sex was hot and nasty sex in front of an appreciative audience! I tried explaining that it was a total turn-on, whether I was watching my wife's face as some guy pumped a load of cum in to her mouth, being there as a lover sent her screaming through an orgasm, or to see some guy's cock, wet and slippery with her juices pistoning in and out of her body. He didn't get that it wasn't just some guy doing her; but that it was really us sharing in an erotic experience. And then, when I told him that was true, even if she was only telling me about some encounter I hadn't been there to witness, he just shook his head. So, I gave-up, ordered another round, and then told him a story. Maybe you'll get a kick out of it too; anyway, here goes!
Sure the possibilities were endless, but every idea either Jodi or I threw-out that Saturday evening rated a ho-hum! Well it did until I suggested an erotic game some swinger friends had turned us on to. Simply put, we would join the crowd at one of the local bars. There, the plan called for Jodi to pick-out and then pick-up some guy. The idea was that she would invite the lucky winner out to the parking lot for one of her killer blowjobs. I would, of course be right there watching. Jodi accepted my challenge, reminding me, "Yeah, but all you get to do is play voyeur!"
It was a couple of hours later, when Jodi strolled in to our den. Her dark eyes glittered like diamonds above a grin full of sensual promise. Glossy black and curly, Jodi's hair tumbled caressingly over bare shoulders. And wow, my hottie of a wife was dressed to kill! A jade green cami top left her tan midriff bare, as it clung provocatively to her otherwise bare breasts. And if she bent over, those firm, round, 36-C beauties would be on full display. But then, it was Jodi after all; and considering that a black patent leather skirt barely covered her ass, I figured she'd be doing a lot of bending over. That was of course, whether or not she was even wearing panties, something I was betting against! Either way though, Jodi's long legs, tan and bare disappeared in to gleaming black, high heeled knee high boots. As for me, well I felt positively shabby in black polo shirt and charcoal chinos, not that anyone was going to notice me anyway!
We chose a club not far from the local College. The place was hopping, but we got lucky and snagged a couple of seats at the bar. Uncharacteristically nervous Jodi made quick work out of a pair of Tequila shots, and was working on a Margarita when she banged an elbow in to my ribs. Target acquired, she called an excited, "Wish me luck," hopped off her stool, and started across the dance floor.
Hips swaying enticingly, Jodi walked right-up to a table where four college aged guys eyed her approach. The guy my wife was grinning down at was big, football player big. And when Jodi leaned across the table, I figured it was as much for my benefit as his. Sure, her would be stud had an unrestricted look at my wife's bare breasts! Meanwhile, I and anyone who happened to glance over had a terrific view of her very curvy and very nearly bare ass. And I'd been wrong; she was wearing a thong!
Jodi routinely dances dirtier than most pole-dancing strippers. And in front of her newly acquired audience, she put on quite the show. But the third song up was a slow one, and they both took full advantage of it. Jodi spent most of it whispering in to his ear, and he spent most of it groping her ass. And after that song, I got to buy him a drink. Then, because my game playing tease of a wife figured it would be a kick hearing me ask, she asked, "So bob, why don't you tell Danny what you have in mind...I don't think he believes me!"
Jodi stood beside Danny, unashamedly stroking the bulge tenting his shorts, while I explained that we liked playing sex games. And to give him credit, he did buy a round of shots; even if it was only after I told him, "Jodi loves sucking cock! So Danny boy, it's your lucky night, because the show-off wants me watching while she performs!"
Shots quickly downed, a clearly impatient Jodi gave us each a quick, but still hot little kiss. Then, after proclaiming "OK then, come on boys," she shot me a wink, grabbed Danny's hand and started for the parking lot. Feeling just a bit dorky, I followed along behind them. But things improved rapidly once we were outside. And then, when Danny looked back over his shoulder, flashing me a wink as he reached up under Jodi's skirt, I told myself, game-on! They stopped once, and I'm sure it was only a coincidence that a boisterous gaggle of student types was approaching. Whatever, she pushed Danny up against a wall, arms around his neck as she delivered what sure looked like an absolutely incendiary kiss. And apparently Danny enjoyed having an audience too. Anyway, while one hand held Jodi's skirt hiked-up, he had the other one busily fondling her exposed ass.
We had parked in a far corner of the lot. And except for the fact that our car was parked practically right under one of the parking lot's lights, it was, well sort of semi-secluded! I wasn't sure what to expect. When our friends played the game she usually positioned the guy in the passenger side seat. Then, she would lean in through the open door, while hubby watched through the driver's side window. That sounded sort of creepy to me, so I was glad when Jodi walked Danny around to the front of the car. I moved quickly around to where I could lean against a wall, in shadow, but with a great sightline.
Clearly in control, Jodi had Danny backed-up against our car. And forget about stealthy, she was giggling like a schoolgirl, hands gripping his shoulders as he struggled to get her top tugged up. Then she was kissing him, and I figured it was the raw animalistic intensity of that kiss that distracted the poor guy. Anyway, to my surprise, and long before that kiss had burned-out, he had abandoned my wife's bared breasts. At least the fool had showed enough good sense to have grabbed a double handful of her bare ass. But then, Jodi had wriggled out of his grasp. Stepping back, and snickering mischievously she had given Danny a look I read as, let's fuck! And when Danny hesitated, she didn't! In one fluid move, she pulled her top off, and tossed it on to the car's hood.
It was Danny's move. And I wanted to whoop, when he stepped in, sweeping her off her feet, his hands supporting her ass as her legs wrapped around his waist. Only that move left me thinking, forget blowjob, it looks like you're going to wind-up watching that guy fuck her instead! But no; instead, after Jodi said something I didn't catch, surprisingly, Danny put her down. And down is just where my wife went!
From a squat, Jodi reached up, unbuckled, unbuttoned, and unzipped Danny's shorts. He wasn't wearing underwear, and when she tugged those shorts down, up sprang hard cock. I managed to stifle a chuckle. I figured Jodi had been expecting a cock worthy of Danny's otherwise impressive size and was at least a little bit disappointed! Still, she didn't hesitate, whooping an enthusiastic "Yummy," as she leaned-in and latched on to his hips. So I watched as her flicking tongue raced up and down Danny's cock, slowing only so she could swirl it in turn around his balls and that cock's head. Well the big guy had a hand tangled in Jodi's hair long before her lips closed around that head. Then, wham-o, and with one sharp downward bob of her head, she had an "Oh fuck," bellowing Danny deepthroated.
In a move that was pure Jodi, She batted Danny's hand away. Then, she laced her fingers behind her back. And with me muttering "Lucky bastard," head bobbing she began rocketing her lips up and down that suddenly wetly glistening cock's full length. Jodi loves performing that little trick; but I was thinking slow it down, or there's going to be a quick end to our game! Apparently so had Danny! But, she backed off, and that's before he pleaded, "Please baby, slow it down!"
The terrible tease began popping just the head of his cock in and out of her mouth. But, when Danny groaned, she relented...sort of anyway! Only I saw the mischievous glint flashing in her eyes as her tongue licked its way down that cock's spit slicked shaft. And when it stopped its flicking, it was just so she could snug her lips around his balls.
Jodi still had a mouthful of balls, and was holding on to a fistful of cock, when one of the guys Danny had been sitting with unexpectedly popped-up. Leaning back against the wall beside me, he blew out a long slow breath, before sounding-off with a rather obvious "Fuck, that's hot...wow!" I gave him a brief glance, and by the time I looked back, Jodi had a mouthful of cock, and a handful of balls. So, I went right back to watching my cock-sucking wife delivering as promised. And then, right after our newly arrived spectator told me his name was Jack, I heard him yelp, "Oh shit!"
Oh shit was right; because, Danny had just taken Jodi's head between his hands, and was doing an absolutely righteous job of fucking her mouth. So in front of an audience of two, three if we're counting the guy yelling, "Fuck yes...I'm gonna cum," my wife began gulping down cum. Absolutely riveted, we watched the stuff squirt from the corners of Jodi's mouth and run in rivulets down her chin. And of course, Danny went right on powering his cum erupting cock in and out of her mouth. Then, making sure she got it all, Jodi wrapped a fist around that cock, pumping it wildly, franticly working to coax loose one final climactic eruption of the white stuff. Only she missed her timing; and oops wound-up getting it splashed across her cheek.
I didn't notice him slip away; but suddenly, Jack was standing beside his buddy. And while I watched, he introduced himself to a wide-eyed Jodi. But then, those eyes narrowed; and suddenly, my grinning wife had me nervous. And yeah, I desperately wanted to know what she was whispering about, and in such conspiratorial tones no less. Well, right after watching her wipe the smears of cum off her face, and then casually lick the stuff off her fingers, I found out!
Bare-breasted and grinning, Jodi walked right up to me, and then, she issued a challenge. "Still want to play lover," she asked. Then, jabbing a thumb over her shoulder, she told me, "The boys are...ah, well sort of hoping for more! So I'm thinking, if we invite them over...well gosh, I'd really be able to put on a show!" And honestly, I would have agreed, even if she hadn't added a snickered, "Come on, I dare you!"
