A new story series with some of the same characters out of my other stories...
I pulled into my driveway on Friday afternoon. It had been a tough week, and I was ready to relax and kick back for the weekend. I went down to the street and pulled the empty trash can back to its place on the side of the house, then went around to go inside through the mud room door. As I passed through the kitchen I noticed the mail, but decided to ignore it until Monday. A note from my wife was on the counter next to the mail.
"Kids farmed out for the weekend," it read. "A shaker of margaritas in the freezer. Come on up and join the fun."
This last phrase gave me an instant rise in my pants, and I noticed the low smooth jazz music coming from the house-wide speaker system for the first time. There was only one reason she ever put this Pandora station on. Sex.
We had an adventurous sex life ever since we met at a wild after hours party at the hotel we worked for after college in Austin. Outdoor sex at Hippy Hollow, light bondage, some role play, and even more. I took a chance one night and admitted I was bisexual, and wanted to share a cock with her. Far from being shocked or pissed, Annie was thrilled. This opened a whole new world of sex for us, and pegging was soon a regular part of our repertoire. She was a tomboy anyway, so taking on a masculine role felt natural for her.
We got more adventurous with a trip to a hotel swingers party. Then came gay bars on 5th Street and an ABS, where we shared our first cock through a gloryhole. These were titillating but we worried about STDs. Finally we found a bisexual swingers house party, and we were home. Annie tried pussy and liked it, and we built a small circle of friends who were safe, but wicked wild at our quarterly orgies. We got together in various combinations in between "official"events, which were usually held in one of the McMansions out on Lake Travis.
I slipped off my shoes and hung my suit in the hall closet, then tossed my shirt, socks and undies on the washer. Nude, I went to the kitchen and fixed myself a margarita, shaken, on the rocks, no ice with a big wedge of lime. Then I padded quietly up the stairs toward our master suite.
I heard the unmistakeable sounds of my wife being fucked as I approached the open door. My cock, already beginning to stir, began to inflate. It was not unknown but highly unusual for her to fuck a man without my presence. I suspected it was one of our friends from the house parties. I slowed my pace to enjoy the tease for a minute. What, and with who, did my saucy wench have in store for me this weekend?
As I turned the corner into our room, I was treated to a sexy tableau. I was surprised to see a man I didn't recognize kneeling on the bed. His back was to me, and his ass was pumping slowly but rhythmically back and forth. This was who my wife was giving it up for. Next to the bed stood our neighbors from across the street and four doors down, Jack and Diane. They were also nude, with Jack standing behind Diane, his hands on her magnificent tits, rubbing his cock on her ass
We had been fucking Jack and Diane for several months. We had an awkward moment when we entered a bedroom at a house party last year and saw Jack getting spit roasted by two men while Diane sat in a chair watching and masturbating. Our relationship instantly transformed from school carpool partners and waving as we put out the trash to regular lovers. It turned out that Jack and Diane were very experienced swingers, and they took us under their wings. Jack's was the first real cock that ever penetrated my ass, and Diane taught Annie how to make a girl squirt. Diane's eyes flickered from the scene she was watching over to me and she smiled, raising her finger to her lips to keep me quiet as I came in.
I moved over to rub up against both Diane and Jack, giving them each a tongue kiss. My wife Annie was on all fours on our king bed, her eyes closed with a look of concentration on her face. The man fucking her was about Jack's build, that is to say about five foot ten or so with only a small bulge at the middle, balding, with light mocha skin that suggested some Central or South American blood. From the distance he was pulling back before plunging back in with a loud smack, I would have estimated his cock to be about half a yard long. But when I moved to the side of the bed and saw them in profile, I could see that he was really just pulling what appeared to be a nicely sized eight inch condom-sheathed cock all the way out of her pussy by a couple of inches, and somehow they were staying in alignment so that his cock found its target opening again and again. What really surprised me was that he had his thumb in her ass as they fucked. Annie was an anal novice. That explained the concentration on Annie's face.
"And you would be Bill then?" the man asked me.
I was surprised to hear the hint of an English accent. Annie's eyes popped open.
"Hi Hon, meet Freddy," she said with a smile.
"Hi, Freddy, I said, reaching out to take his proffered hand. "How do you like my wife's pussy?"
"It's divine," Freddy replied, never missing his slow, regular beat of fucking Annie. "It's been a while since I had such a fine piece of ass."
And while the words might have been a bit crass and sexist, I had to agree with the sentiment.
At age forty-two Annie kept herself in great shape. She had perky 34c tits with no hint of stretch marks, despite having nursed two babies. Her hips were still narrow, and she had only the tiniest of tummy bulges that she worked on like a demon in the gym. She had ash blonde hair that lightened nicely in the summer, and she kept it cropped short to fit her active lifestyle. In addition to being a "fine piece of ass" she was a soccer coach, PTA secretary, and worked with me in my business part time. And she was more than a fine piece of ass. She was a great fuck, and I enjoyed sharing her within our small group of swingers.
"Bill, meet Frederico Escobar," Jack chimed in. "He's a friend of ours from El Salvador who is in town on business for a while. We met at La Playa last year and really clicked. Freddy's fully bi like us, and as you can see is a pretty sharp cocksman."