Let me give you a little background on ourselves. I am 5' 9" and medium build, my wife Rosie is 5' 7", blonde, slimmer than me with nice 36D breasts and a killer pair of legs. We have never swung, nor have we ever cheated on each other. We have watched lots of porn though and she knows I've fantasised about her fucking another man.
Due to a misspent youth and from smoking a lot of pot, my swimmers aren't as good as they should be, plus I suffer from performance anxiety, probably from punching well above my weight. Thanks to this though, I'm good with my mouth and hands, and I also have a prescription for little blue pills.
Now, a few years ago, my wife and I were invited to my company Christmas party up North. John, a work buddy of mine, offered to put us up as his place for the night so we could share the cost of a taxi and also keep him company while his wife was at her Christmas do down south. As he only had a single bed in the guest room, he offered to sleep in there and let us have their bed, naturally we protested, we've spent many a night cuddled up in a single bed before, but John was having none of it.
The journey down to the venue was uneventful, we chatted about work and who would be at the party, all while John was doing his best to not talk to Rosie's breasts. He did rather well too, considering the low cut top she was wearing.
At the party we stayed in our little group, occasionally mingling with co-workers and their spouses, and dancing when the music was right. The champagne was flowing well too, as the CEO was flexing the company credit card.
When we got back to John's, we said our goodnights and went to our respective bedrooms.
Rosie jumped out of her clothes and in to bed. I followed suit, keeping my boxers on, thinking that, because we were at a friend's house, having not taken my Viagra and knowing the effect booze has on my libido, she wouldn't be in the mood. How wrong I was!
She started by whispering in my ear, "Steve, that champagne has gone to my head, I'm feeling horny."
Stroking my cock through my boxers, trying to coax it into life, I turned on to my back as she disappeared under the duvet and swung her leg over my head. Taking my limp cock in her mouth and using her tongue under the head, she backed up so I could lick her pussy. Rosie's clit was swollen and inviting as I sucked and flicked it with my tongue, building her up to a slow, rolling orgasm.
One of the things that really turns me on, is hearing Rosie cum. My penis, through her oral ministrations, and listening to her orgasm, was raising its head to, what I thought, was a rather impressive length.
Rosie though, had forgotten we weren't at home, raised her head from my cock and came, screaming that she was cumming as my finger found her g spot and I licked her clit forcefully.
I was sure that we'd closed the bedroom door but, as I released her clit and turned my head to check, I could see the door standing ajar and in the gloom of the hallway, John stood with his erect penis in his hand. He hadn't seen me looking though as his attention was focused on my alluring wife, who was currently oblivious and bucking with wild abandon as my fingers massaged her pussy to another climax and her breasts bounced in the dim light.
"I need that cock now Steve!" She cried on the brink of another orgasm.
With the shock of knowing that John was watching, my penis had started its journey down to softness again. Rosie knew this, but didn't know of our voyeur, so I asked if she'd like to be satisfied by another cock?
"Fuck yes!" She said, thinking I was fantasising just trying to make it rise again, "But we can't wake him!"
I waved him in. At first he was shocked, as was Rosie, but he entered the room and Rosie was still buzzing from the champagne and her last orgasm. She eyed up his cock, licked her lips and said "Come here, big boy." She got up as he approached the bed shyly, his hard penis leading the way. I was still on my back as she lowered herself to my face and took John in her mouth. I carried on licking and fingering her back to the peak of orgasm but she needed more, she needed cock and she needed it now!
Rosie let go of John's cock. The thin string of saliva and pre-cum joining her lips to his manhood, broke as she turned around and knelt on the bed, offering her pink and swollen pussy to him. She resumed her skilful sucking on my penis as John went to enter her from behind. "Don't cum in me!" she said, "I'm not on the pill and I think it's my fertile period."
"I'll grab a condom." he said, but she was swallowed by lust and pleaded to be fucked immediately. Not one to turn down an opportunity he ploughed, unprotected into her wanton pussy.
