Whilst the events described happened, the dialogue is not always a clear memory and when writing from my wife's point of view this is as I remember her telling me as she isn't interested in talking about this part of our lives anymore. Names and some places have been changed to ensure privacy of those mentioned.
Although each story is written to stand alone, they are in chronological order and best read in that order.
The sex described in this story does not involve anyone under the age of 18.
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Now married and still only 19 we continued to meet up with friends at a local pub that ran a disco on a Friday night although our finances (paying mortgage etc) didn't allow us to go every week but, we did manage to go every 2 to 3 weeks.
It was shortly after our first anniversary in summer of 1975 that we first met John and Mary, quite by chance. We were late one evening and found that the group we had expected to meet had already left to go elsewhere and in the days before mobile phones we had no idea where they had gone. We saw 4 people at a table getting up to leave and grabbed a couple of seats just as John and Mary did the same. We awkwardly looked at each other and both confirmed it was just us and we weren't grabbing the table on behalf of others and quickly decided to share the table. Introductions followed and we chatted a bit soon learning that they were a year older and also married with mortgage etc, truth to tell we got on famously and by the end of the evening had swapped addresses discovering that we lived approx half mile from each other, so we agreed to meet up the following week at a pub mid-way between where we lived.
Over the next few months, we became very firm friends, with Carol and Mary particularly getting on very well meeting up to go shopping in town after work etc. John, I discovered played football for a rival team and by mid-season I'd persuaded him to transfer to ours, he was a pretty good midfielder whilst I played centre back. With his help we very nearly secured promotion but just missed out by one point.
As time progressed, we became a foursome sharing meals at each other's houses, normally with a rented film from Blockbuster, and a bottle or two of wine before one of us walked the short journey back home. Other times we'd just meet in the pub for a few drinks before saying goodnight and we still had a monthly 'bop' at the local disco where we first met.
Over the next twelve months, the disco got more and more interesting as when dancing with Mary she would 'accidentally' bump into me front to front and rub me up groin to groin for a few seconds or so. I said something to Carol when we got home one night, and she just grinned and said she'd been doing same to John! Well, she answered 'we did say we'd missed out on other experiences, and I do think John is a bit dishy and I know you like Mary'. 'What are you suggesting then I asked?' 'Nothing as such' she replied, 'but what would you say if it progressed to a bit of snogging and feeling up?' I know we'd talked about this whilst in the afterglow of a good fuck but even so the reality of this happening had me hard as a steel rod and she spotted it saying -- 'I can see your answer!'
That night in bed she pushed me onto my back and positioned her pussy over my cock saying 'what if I was doing this to Johns cock' as she moved her pussy lips back and forth across the top of my cock. As much as I pushed up, so she raised herself before starting to insert my cock in to her pussy saying, 'that feels nice John, what a lovely cock you have John, I'm going to enjoy this John' and this made me even harder especially when she finally sank all the way down moaning out Johns name saying how much she was loving this. I then came very hard as just couldn't hold it any longer.
When we finally came back down Carol asked what if that became for real? I wasn't sure what to say as this seemed to be a bit of a trap in that whatever answer I gave it could backfire on me so I just said, 'how do you know John and Mary would be up for this?' To say I was surprised was an understatement when she said they had already discussed the possibility and Mary was certainly up for it as she fancied me. Wow, there really was no answer to that! This conversation and bed time teasing went on for some months especially after the disco evenings as Mary became bolder and bolder by grabbing my cock through my trousers and I had a good feel of her lovely tits. Occasionally I could see Carol doing same to John so the direction of travel as they say was definitely in a wife swopping direction. There is though, a great deal of difference between heavy petting at a disco and actually fucking your best friends wife even if he's fucking your wife at the same time. It's a line that once crossed is difficult to come back from if not all of us are fully in agreement. There was also the possibility that friends would see what we were doing at a local disco, so discretion was an issue.
One evening at their place and after having enjoyed a meal and some wine (for the ladies) and beer for us we settled down to watch a film we'd rented from Blockbusters. Now their room had the TV in one corner and 2 two seater settees at the opposite corners with a coffee table in the corner itself. John and Mary were in one settee and us in the other sharing the coffee table for our drinks. About half way through the girls said our drinks needed refilling, paused the VHS, and went out in to the kitchen. When they came back, they set the drinks down and before either of us realised Mary and snuggled in to me and Carol was doing same to John. Mary rested her shoulder underneath my arm so that my left arm was draped over her shoulder and down towards her very nice breast but not touching. Carol was same and John and I looked at each other, shrugged our shoulders, smiled, and settled down to watch the rest of the film.
As the film progressed, I noticed Carol pulling Johns hand down onto her breast and encouraging him to play with it - under her t-shirt and probably her bra also. She turned in to him a bit more and her hand started to feel for his cock through his trousers. Mary also noticed and we were soon following suit. By now none of us were watching the film as we both ended up playing tonsil tennis and feeling each other up. John had put his hand under Carols skirt and from the look on her face was definitely fingering her, probably from inside her knickers which is what I was about to do to Mary. This very heavy 'petting' had been going on for some time, the film had finished, and then, they both suddenly stopped. Carol stood up and said, 'time we went home', so we did. I did of course ask why the sudden stop and go so to speak, and she said 'Mary and I did plan the evening and also that we would stop before it went too far, but I really enjoyed feeling Johns fingers inside me and working my clit, he brought me twice. Did you enjoy fingering Mary?'
'Yes' was my reply and although we did a bit more heavy petting over the summer that's as far as it ever went until nearing the end of the summer, we spotted an advert for a disco cruise. Basically, a cross channel trip (Folkestone to Boulogne) with an onboard disco and return which gave an opportunity for some duty frees also; things then got very interesting. We booked to go on board and had a great time on the channel crossing as this time there was no real likelihood of any friends seeing us so the slow dances firstly with my wife and then with Mary were very hands on. The disco started with the usual up beat tempo songs but when the first slow one started, I grabbed Carol and as we danced very close asked what her plans were? She answered that she was 'going to enjoy slow dances with John, put my arms round his neck, snog him, and have a good feel to see how hard I can get him. Then at some point I'm going to take him outside and encourage him to put his hand down my knickers and finger fuck me whilst I put my hands down his pants and stroke his cock for real. That's my plan. What do you think of my plan then?' before I could answer she said 'actually I can already feel your answer!'
There's a certain level of confused thinking when your bride of 2 years tells you that she wants to, no, intends to, play with another man and maybe fuck him if she gets the chance. It's wrong on so many levels but also one massive turn on and was the most erotic thing I could think of her doing and knew deep down that I wanted her to fuck John. Whether I got to do the same with Mary just wasn't an issue for me as I knew I would love her to get it on with John and will actually encourage her to do so, especially if I could watch. The complication of course was that I wasn't sure John would go through with it and Mary certainly wasn't going to stand aside and not get her fill from me.
As we watched the ferry dock in Boulogne I was alongside Carol and asked how her plan was going, 'just grinding so far but on the return, I'm taking him outside'. She felt me up and said, 'that got you hard then!'.