What you are about to read is a recounting of an experience my wife and I enjoyed a few weeks back. Everything is true although I have changed certain small details (names for example) as well as left our location intentionally vague in order to ensure our privacy. We're not prudes by any means, but we certainly don't need neighbours gossiping.
This does involve some activities people may not enjoy, nor necessarily be comfortable with and that's perfectly fine. There's little doubt that some of the amazingly talented authors here have stories more to your taste, so feel free to skip this one, if that's the case. Here you will read about a MMF threesome, male bisexuality, a cum fetish, interracial sex and generally kinky fun. So, if these topics aren't for you, I sincerely hope you find a fantastic story more in tune with your likes.
A little about my wife and I to start. Rachel will turn 50 in a few weeks from the time of writing. She stands 5'9", weights 135 lbs, has sandy brown hair with some grey to down between her shoulders. Rachel's eyes are a lovely grey/blue and her skin is well tanned although her breasts and genital area are her natural fair skin. Her breasts are 34B and are topped with delicious nipples that stand out a good 1/2" when erect and are about 1/4" in diameter. They are still perky, despite having two children, and she does have some stretch marks. Her belly button is pierced and she has kept her pussy shaved clean since we first started dating in 1992.
You can call me Evan, I'm 56, 6', 235 lbs, with dark brown hair with grey salted throughout, green eyes, clean shaven (face and pubes), and my cock is a decent enough 6" and relatively thick and circumcised.
We first started swinging in the mid-90s and we both loved it. Rachel is bisexual and I love seeing her with men or women. I'm more bi-situational...I become extremely aroused seeing another man have his way with her and how turned on she gets. Many times I've kissed her to find the residue of some stud's load in her mouth or gone down on her to discover as I slide my tongue into her that another guy has drained his balls in her sweet, tight puss. It always gets me super hard and ready to fuck her brains out. I've sucked on a couple of cocks over our years of play, but not really kissed a guy or had penetrative sex with them, although that is something I'd like to try. Rachel has pegged me several times and I quite enjoy it, but it doesn't really do anything for her. So, that's an occasional thing. Suffice to say, my bisexuality is more focused on a situation with her involved and one of her lovers.
We had great careers in our home country and life was good. But, as the kids were leaving home to begin their own adult lives, we found the house too big and the weather on the prairie too cold in the winter. We decided we wanted to live somewhere warm and tropical. It took a couple more years but we eventually ended up moving to the Caribbean, semi-retiring by opening a small guest house. Things went well and we had grown a thriving business when COVID hit. We weathered that storm easily and now restrictions are fading away.
For years we've had a profile on a certain online platform to meet other swingers...men, women, couples, groups. We've had some success over the years, but since moving, we've not had much of a chance to hook up with folks. A few weeks ago, I was just checking on our profile and updating it when I noticed we had a message from a gentleman, another premium member. I read through and checked out his attached photos and videos. Everything seemed almost too good to be true, he was almost exactly what we were looking for in a male playmate.
Bill is native to our adopted country, is professionally employed and is into a lot of the same things we are. His profile and message showed that he is into hotwifing, open to being on video, enjoys playing with couples and is into things like light bondage, ass slapping, hair pulling, dirty talk, lingerie, toys and wants to experience more on a steady, ongoing basis with the right people. Although he's straight he is perfectly fine with my being bi-curious/bi-situational and is turned on by creampies and watching videos of them being made by lovers and cleaned up by husbands. His photos on his profile showed he had lovely café au lait skin, quite fit, his hair in tidy cornrow dreads and a very impressive 9.5" uncircumcised cock that was a good 7" in circumference and his profile had the pics to prove it with measuring tape. He was also 31, the same age as our eldest child and nearly 20 years younger than Rachel.
We chatted a bit back and forth and I told him I'd show his message and profile to Rachel and I'd let him know what she thought. She thought he was good looking, fit but was a bit intimidated by his cock. She didn't think she'd be able to take all of him and was concerned about having someone so much bigger than I. She's had cocks bigger than mine over the years, but Bill's would certainly be the biggest, if the photos were true. Rachel has a very tight snatch and excellent muscle control...I was certain she would love Bill's prick if she just gave herself over to desire and a damned good fucking.
Going through our mutual calendars it was decided that we would meet a couple of weeks later, on a local beach that's usually well attended. We also agreed that we would all three get a full medical screening for all STIs and bring those along at the meet up. The nation has a great preventative sexual health system, so this was no problem.
The next couple of weeks were filled with growing anticipation as well as concern that Bill might not be all that he presented himself to be. We had been disappointed a number of times when meeting people of the system. I would talk to Rachel about how good his dick would feel and how hard he would be and often she would cum while we fucked. Just the lead up was arousing but fear of disappointment was always near.
On the appointed day we went to the beach and we were a little early. Bill showed up about 30 mins later and we did the introductions. He matched his photos exactly. He was dressed in light linen pants and dress shirt and was sweet enough to bring Rachel some chocolates. Rachel was wearing an orange bikini with cutoff jean shorts over the bottoms and I was in my usual swim trunks and t-shirt. We made some small talk and then started in on the topic of sex. The three of us went over the medical test results which were all clean and clear. We discussed what each of us was and wasn't into (anal is something neither Rachel nor Bill are into), that French kissing was fine and that for our first encounter I would be mainly occupied with filming and recording. They both wanted to use condoms for this first encounter and maybe move to bareback in future sessions if all went well. I was a bit disappointed at this as I do have a cum fetish, but we have a policy that everyone must say "yes" to something or we don't do it. Also, we never question someone about not agreeing and only later do Rachel and I talk about our own reasons for demurring to any specific activity.
At one point I said that it sounded like we were all on the same page and unless anyone needed more time, we probably should be back at our place with our clothes off. They both chuckled a bit and agreed that they were down to fuck. As we drove with Bill in our vehicle, I explained that we usually liked to start with Rachel and her new lover having some time alone and that I would join them a few minutes later. It allowed them to have some time to get over any nervousness and get into kissing, sucking and fucking without feeling watched nor pressured. Besides, once passion kicked in fully, almost nothing, no distraction of me entering a room, setting up a camera, nothing would get them off of each other. Bill thought that was a great idea and soon we were back at our place.
It happened that both our guest suites were vacant at the time and I had set up the smaller with a video camera on a tripod just outside the main bedroom. The room was just a little small for the camera to be right in there, but it did get a great view from the doorway. The bedroom was set up such that as you entered the room, the door swings open to the right and there is a wall there that separates it from the living room/lounge part of the suite. There are windows on the far wall, but as we live on a hill and have a large mango tree in the backyard, neighbours couldn't see in, but light poured in for good video resolution. To the left of the door as one enters, there is a closet along that wall. The bed has its head against the remaining wall and lies crossways across the bedroom with nightside tables on either side. The room is painted in soft pastels of mauve, lavender and light purple and the sheets are also a soft purple, Rachel's favourite colour. All-in-all in has a sexy, romantic vibe.
As we pulled into our carport, I told Rachel and Bill that the suite was open and that I'd go into our living area for a bit and be down to join them in a few minutes. I could hear them chatting and laughing as they went down the side stairway, although I couldn't make out what they were saying. I went into our suite and took care of a few items as well as freshened up a bit, grabbed a beer and my iPad to record a second, more mobile view of the action that we would be engaging in very soon. Heck, as I had been upstairs nearly15 minutes, I anticipated Rachel should already be getting her pussy licked by Bill and I didn't want to miss out as she often squirts and I hadn't yet placed nor started the camera.
I entered the unit quietly, ears sharp for any moans or groans. I noticed Rachel's cutoff shorts folded on the back of the couch along with her bikini top. I was nearly positive she must be getting eaten or 69ing with Bill at the very least. The bedroom door was almost fully shut, but not latched. I listened intently and could hear Rachel softly moaning and hands running over their bodies. I quietly opened the door and there they were, standing by the bed, kissing passionately. Her bikini bottoms were still on and Bill had his shirt off, but trousers still on.
"Just a couple more minutes, please, we're just getting into it" Rachel said as she turned to face me, Bill kissing her neck and nibbling her ears while they both ran their hands over each other.
"No problem, I'll give you some privacy for a few more minutes" I replied with a knowing smirk. As I placed the camera in the door and pressed "RECORD", I saw her hands move to his waistband and start undoing his belt. I walked out onto the balcony, at the front of the unit, which faces the backyard, and sipped my beer as time passed. As the bedroom door was still open I could occasionally hear a gasp or moan, from both of them, even over the relatively tame crashing of the waves in the bay below, past our neighbour's house. When I thought it might be time, I slowed myself down and poured a glass of cold water in case either of them would want it later. I stripped off all my clothes so that I could join in the fun as an opportunity presented itself. I also opened my iPad and set the camera to "VIDEO" and as I approached the bedroom doorway I hit "RECORD" on it.
As I stepped into the doorway, partially blocked by the video camera on its tripod, I aimed the iPad at the action. Rachel was laying crosswise on the bed, with her feet towards the closet on my left, her head at the other side of the bed towards the windows. Bill was between her legs and his form-fitting boxer shorts were still on. He appeared to be dry humping Rachel, which is something she enjoys as she loves tribbing with a hot babe, and she seemed to be getting off on it just as well now, this time with Bill's hard dick pressing against her clit. He was supporting himself above her by his arms, grinding away and then laid on top of her for a deep passionate kiss as his hips kept swiveling and thrusting to stimulate her.
