The mate swapping night was enjoyed by all. The usually quiet Bob was outspoken over breakfast as he bubbled over how exciting it had been to fuck my wife –Isabel- while I assured him that his wife –Sal- was an outstanding bed partner.
We spent the rest of the week at our regular jobs, planning for a weekend together. Isabel and Sal being partners in the art gallery worked together and gropped and played with each other during the week.
We decided that the weekend bash would be held at their home, which boasted a backyard pool with a high wall and thick covering of trees to protect us from the eyes of prying neighbors, not that I minded in the least….
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The days leading up to weekend went by slow but Sally and I kept busy at the art gallery, working hard and playing occasionally.
On Wednesday, the morning after the swap, we talked, kissed and hugged, without going further, reassuring ourselves that things had worked out very well. On Thursday we talked some more and kissed some more.
After closing on Thursday, Sal asked me if I was in a hurry to go home. I answered her with a wet kiss, which led to us making out on the office couch. We made out with gusto, licking each others’ face as we undressed.
“You like this, Sal?” I asked as I removed her blouse, “You like my hands on your tits?”
“Oh, yes and I want to suck your tits.”
Sal sucked my hard nipples as I fingered myself then moved my wet hand to her face, so she could taste me. Sal licked my hand then continued licking my naked breasts, nibbling my nipples, making me gasp.
She fingered me and I begged for her tongue inside me.
“You want me, Isabel? You want my mouth on your pussy?”
“Oh, yes,” I answered.
“I’m going to eat you sweet, Isabel.”
Sal lowered her face, kissing my bare belly, her head burrowing between my legs and she tongued me. Her thumb moved on my wet slit and touched my clit, making me moan in delight as she buried her face in my mound and I bucked, pressed her head betweeen my legs and came quickly in her mouth, my senses exploding with the excitement of the moment. I moaned in orgasm and went down between her legs, returning the favor. My face dove into her crotch and I licked her, drove my tongue deep into her hairy, wet cunt, drinking all of her nectar. My hungry lips locked onto her clit and her thights squeezed my head. I opened her legs wide, and she wiggled under my face, moaning.
I used my fingers to fuck her as I used my tongue on her wet slit. I licked her and touched her clit with my soaked fingers, rubbing her erect nub. My fingers slid inside her mound, two of them twirling inside her and she moaned, pushing against my hand. My fingers probed deeper and Sal made whimpering, moaning noises. Her hips bucked against the pressure of my tongue on her clit and she came in a hard, thrashing orgasm, her hands grasping my hair, pushing my face down between her wide open legs.
That was Thursday. On Friday Sal brought a vibrator and used it on me as soon as we closed up shop. Her hands fondled my naked tits, pinching the nipples as I grasped the vibrating plastic cock and jammed it deep between my legs while I talked the filthy trash that made Sal gasp with excitement. Dirty talk was one of her buttons and I pushed it for her enjoyment.
“You like this, Sal? Look at the thick, fat plastic dong in my cunt. Did you enjoy it when your husband fucked me? I’m so wet, Sal…. After I come I am going to take this thing and stick it between your legs while I sit on your face and you niblle on my hard clit…. That’s it. Rub your hand on my pussy while I fuck myself with this…”
“Oh, this is so incredible…”
“On Saturday, we are all going to fuck together, all four of us…. You will see me fuck your husband, suck his fat cock…. You like that? And you will suck Nick’s dick while we watch… doesn’t that make you wet?”
“Oh, you are driving me crazy. Maybe they will fuck us in the ass…. I like that…”
We went on the couch, she fingering me while I ran the vibrator up and down her wet slit. Her touch was electric and I opened my legs wider as her fingers pinched my swollen clit. She stroked her fingers into my slit, making me wet. Sal pumped two fingers inside me and I whimpered with delight.
The vibrator did his work and Sal let out a moan as she orgasmed, clinging to me, continuing to finger me and rub my clit. I came, crying out hoarsely as I spasmed with the energy of the climax, my naked, sweaty body collapsing on top of Sal’s, the vibrator rolling off the office couch to the floor.
I could not wait for Saturday afternoon.
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The get together was to be an overnight affair starting Saturday afternoon. I would go over sometime after lunch while my wife Isabel would have to stay at the art gallery until four o’clock. Sal would work at the art gallery until noon and then go munchie shopping for our foursome orgy.
I headed for their place before two o’clock in the afternoon. All I wore was a shirt and a pair of shorts. I carried an overnight bag with some toiletries, a couple of bottles of wine and a half ounce of a Jamaican red blend that boasted a swift and long rush.
Sal and I had worked out a fantasy and we told Bob he would be pleasantly surprised. They were both home. Bob opened the door wearing only a pair of swim trunks and beckoned me in.
“Sal just put away the groceries and went to freshen up,” he said, “let’s wait for her by the pool. Want a beer?”
“Sure.”
I sat by the pool, on the cushioned lawn chairs and lit a joint, passing it to Bob. Not a big talker, he was numb with anxiety. After all, his fantasy of seeing his wife be fucked by a friend was about to come true.
Sal came down dressed in a green string bikini. She grabbed a beer and helped us finish the first joint and burn away the second. From the first moment we talked about sex and all three were extremely horny very fast.
“Your wife sucks cock really well, Bob,” I said and he nodded his head and smiled slightly.
“Sal is a fine cocksucker, Bob. According to my wife, Sal also knows how to lick a pussy well. Have you licked a lot of pussy, Sal?”
“Only Isabel.”
“And cock? How many men have you been with, Sal?”
“Before I married….I had about a dozen over a six or seven year period.”
“Ever have two men at once?”
“No.”
“You will, soon enough.”
I reached over and pinched her nipples softly, my fingers grasping the thin fabric of her swim suit top. I winked at her, a signal that our fantasy was now set into motion.
“Look at this, Bob,” I said, “Look how I play with those tits. You know these tits, you know how hard those nipples get when you touch them just right. Look at the way she moves. Your wife is acting like a slut who wants some meat. Do you like me feeling you up, grabbing your tits in front of your husband?”
“Yes, Nick. It’s very exciting.”
Do you want a thick prick to play with, Sal?”
“Oh… yes.”
“You will have to better than that before I put my meat in one of your holes. First, remove your husband’s shorts so he can play freely with his dick. After you undress him, you will stand in front of my chair and maybe, if you beg hard, I will give you some cock.”
She nodded obediently and turned towards her husband. She tugged at his swim trunks and his dick sprang into view, hard and erect.
“Look at that, Sal,” I said, “Bob is hard just thinking how much he will enjoy seeing me fuck his wife. You must be wet also. Strip and kneel in front of me and take off my shorts.”
She moved fast, gasping softly when she saw my cock inches from her mouth.
“Don’t touch it. Touch yourself. Tell me about how a boyfriend fucked you in your college days.”
She felt her breasts with her fingertips while she looked at both us, smiling naughtily.
“I was in college….dating Bob already….his name was Armando and he was a student… he was older than us, had done a hitch in the service before college. We had dated and one night we studied together and we smoked afterwards and drank a little wine and then we were on the couch, making out. One thing led to another…”
“What happened?” Bob blurted out, one hand holding his hard prick.
“First,” Sal said as her hands roamed over her tits and down to her hairy mound, “I sucked his dick while he ate me…I was on top…. Oh, Bob, he had such a nice cock and I was so drunk and stoned.... I licked his dick and balls and came on his face and then he turned me over and fucked me doggie style. He entered me hard, his thickness stretching the walls of my cunt. Never in my life had I imagined I could be fucked so good… Armando grasped my waist pulling me towards him as his thick meat moved and pumped inside me…..I loved being fucked by Armando…. He was also the first one to fuck my ass. That took place in a cheap hotel room and I felt like a whore. It hurt at first, but I really enjoyed it after awhile. It was primitive, degrading and vulgar and his cock felt thick inside me and it was a sexual rush.”
“How many times did you fuck him?” Bob asked his wife as he touched his own hardness.
“A dozen times,” Sal answered as she toked a joint, “maybe more, maybe less. He fucked my ass outside my parent’s house also, while my parents were inside watching TV. We started by making out by the pool and I was so horny that night…. I went down on all fours by a clump of bushes near the fence and he lifted up my skirt, lubricated his cock with spit and stuck it right down my asshole. We were both quiet, not wanting to be found in a very lewd situation. The whole thing was so wild, so risky and kinky that we both came in less than two minutes. It was dirty and I loved it. I walked in the house and past my parents with my ass full of Armando’s cum.”
“Good story,” I said, “Do you like being fucked by me?”
