My wife and I have been married for over thirty years, and most of the time our sex life has been wonderful. Of course we've been through our ups and downs over the decades, but overall we've both been happy with the frequency and intensity of our lovemaking. Most people think we're Ward and June Cleaver, and to most outward appearances we are. But in the bedroom, we can be quite uninhibited.
We began sharing our fantasies more frequently after our kids had all left home for college and the service, and we finally had some time to ourselves. We sell real estate together, so we can set our own hours to a large extent, and we often have time during the day for play. We spend a lot of time on the Internet as part of our jobs, and during some of our "down" time, we began to explore swinging sites. One of our favorite sites was designed to help bisexuals make a connection.
My name's Don and my wife is Kathy. We were both strictly heterosexual when we married, but over the years we began to share fantasies about threesomes and foursomes, and during the course of discussing these fantasies some bisexual play began to emerge. First it was just my wife and the other woman engaging in a little light petting, and then we worked up to oral play between the women. After a while, the man and I in our fantasies began to engage in a little touching and oral play. That's how it all began...
We had been exchanging emails with another couple on the bisexual swinging site for a couple of weeks, and we all decided that maybe it was time to meet for some drinks and dinner, and then see what happened. Dave and Joan were near our age (mid-fifties) and we seemed to have a lot in common – empty nesters, time on our hands, model middle-class citizens with some unfulfilled fantasies. Best of all, we lived near each other so getting together would not be a problem.
On the designated night, we met at a hotel bar. Everyone was a little nervous, but surprisingly relaxed considering the context of our meeting. We immediately hit it off, and after a few drinks we got a room and went upstairs. Our wives both had on nice looking, conservative dresses, and I knew that my wife had on matching bra, panties and garter belt holding up flesh-colored stockings. I had eyed Joan's legs and saw that she was wearing dark stockings, and I could only guess what else she had on under the dress.
From their online and in-person discussions, our wives knew that we were both submissive husbands in the bedroom. They were both turned on by the thought of us performing lewd acts with one another, and so they cooked up a scenario that would excite both them and us.
When we got to the room, our wives immediately took charge. Kathy told us both to stand next to each other at the foot of the bed with our hands behind our backs. She and Joan sat next to each other at the foot of the king-sized bed facing us. Kathy then addressed me: "Don, I know that you've wanted to suck a cock for a long time, and Joan tells me that Dave wants to do the same thing. So, we're going to make your fantasies come true, but you have to do it on our terms or we'll stop the game and go home."
Joan said, "And this is a game. Kathy and I have been exchanging emails with each other for the past couple of days, and we've come up with a list of 'activities' that we'd like to see you each do. To make it more interesting, we're adding some chance to the game."
Kathy took up where Joan left off, "In the spirit of a game, we've made a deck of cards with one activity on each card. The deck is in order now, and Joan and I know what's going to happen and in what order. We just don't know who's going to do what to whom." Kathy got up and placed a small deck of obviously homemade cards, roughly the size of playing cards, on the credenza near the bed.
Joan said, "One of you will turn over a card and read it aloud, and then cut this deck of regular playing cards. Then the other of you will cut the deck and the holder of the higher card will perform the activity on the other guy. Is that clear? We'll tell you when to stop."
Dave and I looked at each other and then at our wives. I don't know what Dave was thinking, but this isn't exactly what I had had in mind. It sounded like fun, though.
Kathy started talking again, "But before we get started, Don, I want you to show Dave what a little panty boy you've become. Take all of your clothes off and then I want you to put on Joan's panties. Dave, you're going to be wearing my panties, so you'd better start getting undressed, too."
Dave and I looked at each other again, kind of shrugged, and then began undressing. My cock was already getting hard, and as Dave got down to his boxers, I could see that he was semi-hard, too. While we were taking off our clothes, the girls stood, reached under their dresses and pulled their panties off without giving us more than a glimpse of their stocking tops.
"Go ahead, boys. You have to be totally naked before you can put our panties on." Joan said. We had both hesitated when we got to our briefs and boxers, but then just went ahead and dropped them. The girls giggled as our cocks sprang out and swayed, semi erect, in front of them.
"I think they like this idea, don't you Kathy?" said Joan.
"It's obvious they do. Look at the pre-cum already leaking out of Don's cock." said Kathy. "Now don't pull the panties all the way up – we want you to stop so that they're just below your balls. OK. Now, each of you start jacking yourself off until you're good and hard."
Again, I don't know what Dave was thinking, but it was obvious from his hardening cock that he liked this idea. We each grabbed our own cocks and started stroking them in front of our fully clothed wives. Well, at least we knew that they didn't have panties on, and that made it more erotic.
The girls allowed us to stroke our cocks for a minute or so until they were good and hard and then Kathy said, "OK. That's enough. Drop your cocks and pull the panties all the way up. After you've got yourselves tucked in, put your hands behind your backs and don't touch yourselves again unless one of us says it's OK to do so. Understand?"
We both nodded, standing there looking somewhat ridiculous, I'm sure, with our now very hard cocks encased in the panties of each other's wives and our hands clasped behinds our backs, awaiting orders. Dave had on my wife's panties that I remembered seeing on many occasions; they were stretchy black lace front and back, with a full bottom and ample covering for Dave's average-sized cock. Joan's panties, that I was wearing, were mostly white satin, also full-cut, but they had colorful, flowery lace panels in the front near the crotch so that the satin ended in a "V" near my balls and the lace panels were on either side of the "V." The satin felt good on my cock, and I knew from experience that the lace panties that Dave had on weren't as slippery, but the stretch lace was going to provide a lot of stimulation to his cock anytime he moved.
Joan said, "Dave, you turn over the first card and read it to us."
Dave stepped over to the credenza and turned over the first card. He read, "Stroke the other guy's cock through his panties."
Dave finished reading just in time for Kathy to present him with the deck of playing cards. "Cut," was all she said.
Dave cut and he had the six of diamonds. He replaced the cards and Kathy turned to me, "Now you."
I cut and got the ace of spades. I thought that I would be stroking Dave's cock, but Joan stopped me first and said, "An ace can be high or low, at the discretion of the one who draws it. So, what do you want to do? Stroke or be stroked?"
