My Wife and I have been married 7 1/2 years. Our sex life has always been satisfying, if not particularly adventurous, and she has always pleased me in the sack. While we have often talked about my bisexual urges, and she is comfortable with the fact that I have them, she never did seem interested in hearing too much about my sexual history. This has led me to years of secret encounters in the peep show booths in an adult bookstore of a neighboring town.
Due to the fact that my wife never seemed to need sexual variety, I was surprised to learn last summer that she had been secretly reading and masturbating with a vibrator to my issues of a popular "letters" magazine. This led us to discuss sexual fantasies and my wife admitted a certain thrill when she read the letters about swinging and swapping. I quickly joined a swinger's website and found a couple that was interested in meeting us. I was especially excited because the husband admitted that he was Bi-curious. It turns out that this couple lived in the same town as the adult bookstore that I did my cocksucking at. Then my wife got "cold feet" about the whole thing and we decided to not follow through with it. I thought that was the end of it all and although I was disappointed, I let the other couple know we would not meet. I figured I had missed my chance, and got on with my life.
Just two weeks ago, I was in that town to do some shopping, and as I had some time to kill, I stopped in at the bookstore to check out the glory hole action. It was a Saturday and the place was kind of busy. When I walked in I saw several guys standing around, looking at the magazines, and one male and female couple who looked familiar to me, but I could not figure out where I knew them from. Then I overheard the husband speak his wife's name, Karen. Of course! It was the couple we had been corresponding with about swinging. I recognized them from the pictures we had exchanged on the net. I must have been confused because they were in clothes. I walked up to say hello and they immediately recognized me.
We were politely chatting when I really took a good look at Karen. Boy, her pictures didn't do her justice. She is a petite woman, probably 5 feet tall with deep brown eyes and wavy, shoulder length brown hair. Her c-cup titties looked really perky and firm, poking out at me through a tight sweater. Her shapely legs were covered in nylons sticking out from a short khaki skirt. Devon is also a good looking guy, not a model or anything, but definitely fuckable. His blond hair was cut short, not a flat top, but very short and he combed it with some kind of gel that gave it that wet look. He had blue eyes and facial features that were masculine, but still delicate. He was probably about 5'11 and 190 lbs, and he had an athletic build to him.
We talked briefly about how disappointed we all were that my wife had decided not to try out the swinging scene. Then I told them that I was really disappointed because I found them both so attractive. We got real quiet for a second then Karen looked up at Devon. He held her gaze for a second then asked me if I was willing to go ahead without my wife. Was I!!!
We left the store together and I followed them to their home in my car. We parked in the driveway and they waited for me and we all went in together through the garage and into the kitchen. As soon as we were in the house, Karen turned to me, grabbed the crotch of my pants and deeply kissed me, darting her tongue into my mouth while rubbing my quickly hardening cock through my pants. While she did this, I felt Devon reach around from behind Karen and grab her tits as they were pressed against my chest. We broke the kiss and Devon led Karen from the room and up the stairs by her hand while she grabbed me by the belt and pulled me along behind them.
When we reached the bedroom, Devon released Karen's hand and then began undressing her. He pulled her sweater up over her head and exposed two of the most gorgeous tits I had ever seen. She had not even been wearing a bra, those firm tits stood up all by themselves. Her nipples were rock hard and stuck out, slightly upturned, a good half inch. Then Devon grabbed her skirt and with one yank, dropped it from around her waist exposing her stockinged legs and garter belt and the fact that she was not wearing panties.
They both then turned to me and began removing my clothes. As Karen pulled my t-shirt up over my head, Devon unbuckled my belt and pulled my pants and boxer shorts down to my feet, allowing my already rock hard cock to spring out in all it's circumcised 7 inch glory. Karen then gently pushed me back onto the bed. While Devon removed my shoes and socks and finished taking my pants off, Karen crawled next to me on the bed and while gently stroking my cock began sucking on my nipples and kissing my chest and abs. This whole thing was so exciting and erotic that I told her she had to stop, or I was going to cum too soon. She just smiled at me then stood up and walked over to her husband.
"We don't want that, do we dear" she said as he was undressing himself.
Devon smiled at me and said "No, we definitely don't", Then he pulled his shirt off and began to undo his belt. He had already taken off his shoes. I sat up as he dropped his pants and I got my first good look at Devon's cock. It was magnificent! He was right around 7 inches long, like me, but he was a lot thicker than my cock, probably 3 inches wide at the biggest point. He was uncircumcised and the foreskin was still half-shrouding what looked like a fat head on the end of his cock.
