This is Story # 38 of my series about my post-marital sexual journey. Read the first story (Babysitter Lauren) or my profile, for any background needed. You may see references to prior stories/people, but for the most part each story stands on its own.
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Jill (and Dan)
Many, many years ago, when my now ex-wife Caitlin and I were engaged, we attended a weekend long religious retreat, required in our religion to try to prepare you for marriage. It was series of group lectures and discussions, followed by the engaged couple going back to a room to discuss the lecture. Overnight, everyone shared a room with another person of the same gender and not their betrothed, of course.
Caitlin and I were paired up with another couple, Jill and Dan, and we shared some beers with them in the parking lot on the first night, since I had thought ahead enough to bring some in my trunk, thinking we might need them. The second night, we snuck out of the dorms and went to a local bar and had a blast.
When we parted on Sunday, we exchanged phone numbers and addresses (long before cell phones), and we stayed in touch with them. They came up to our city to visit one time after we had all gotten married, and they stayed in our apartment.
Jill was tiny, maybe 5'2", but she had a great body, especially her tits, which were a tad too big for her tiny body and which she loved to show off with tight sweaters and low-cut tops. She was very sexual, and she told us that during one of the breakout sessions where we were supposed to be talking about some religious topic, she instead gave Dan a blowjob.
On their visit to us, the vibe that Caitlin and I both got from them was odd, in that they seemed to drop hints about maybe swapping partners. Dan dropped it to me once or twice privately, and Jill to Caitlin. I had never considered such a thing, and wasn't sure I'd be into it. Sure, I'd love to fuck Jill, but wasn't sure I'd like to have another guy fuck my new wife. And Caitlin for sure would never be into it. So, we both kind of laughed it off as if they were joking.
We went to visit them a year or so later, but no other suggestions were made and we figured we misinterpreted.
We stayed in touch over the years with Christmas cards, but that was the extent of it after these visits, as they got pregnant right after that, we didn't, and things kind of faded away.
Fast forward many years later. Jill sent me a friend request on Facebook. It had been years since I even thought about them. I checked her out, she still looked pretty sexy. Still married to Dan it looked like, and they looked happy. I messaged her that it was great to see them so happy, explained briefly what happened with Caitlin and I, and we talked about getting together, the three of us. I took them up on an offer to host me in a few weeks.
I arrived at their house as planned, and we had hugs and laughs and reminiscing about our meeting all those years ago. We had dinner and a couple drinks and more laughs. Later in the night as we were a bit buzzed and talking freely, I brought up that Caitlin and I thought that they were trying to set up a swap.
Jill surprised me by saying, "We were."
She and Dan went on to explain that back in those days they were into swapping, and that they also enjoyed watching the other fuck or get fucked by someone else. They were secure enough in their love for each other that neither was threatened, and they had hoped Caitlin and I would try it, but they didn't push it once it was clear we weren't into it.
I asked, "Do you guys still swap?"
"Not really," Jill explained. "We stopped once we had kids, we figured that wasn't the best lifestyle to live, so we kept it pretty straight and narrow."
Their kids were gone now, one working and living on his own, the other in the military.
So, I asked, "Are you thinking of giving it another try now that you are empty nesters?"
Dan said, "Well, I kind of have a condition that really limits how much sex I can have, but Jill is horny as ever, so we have a deal that she can sleep with other guys, just as long as she tells me about it in advance, and I get to watch if I want to."
Jill continued, "Doesn't happen often, the last time was a few years ago now. I guess I'm getting pickier as I get older."
After a brief pause, Dan then said to me, "Are you interested?"
I had been expecting this as the conversation got deeper, so I wasn't surprised. I didn't respond immediately, although my cock had been springing to life inside my shorts since the conversation started. Jill noticed, and she stood up and started walking toward me.
She dropped to her knees, saying, "Of course he's interested, he always stared at my tits."
She pulled her shirt up over her head and unhooked her bra. Her tits were fantastic and just as I'd always imagined them to be. She grabbed them with both her hands and held them up for me, squeezing them together and jiggling them a bit in front of me.
Clearly this had been discussed between them. I looked over at Dan and he was watching me.
He said, "It's fine dude, do whatever you want to her. Don't hold back."
That was all I needed to hear.
"Suck my cock," I said to her.
She smiled and reached for the waistband of my shorts, pulling them down and revealing my hard cock.
"Holy shit, look at the size of his cock baby! It's fuckin' huge!!" she said to Dan as she held it up for him to look at. "I can't even wrap my hand around it."
I grabbed her head and pushed her down on my dick, and she opened her mouth to start sucking the head and licking my shaft.
Dan said, "I don't think she's ever had a cock that big. You are gonna have fun ripping her in half."
Instead of talking to Jill, I asked Dan, "Can she deep throat? Does she like to have her throat fucked?"
"Who cares what she likes dude, she's a whore," he responded. "Try it and find out. Choke her and make her gag, who gives a fuck, she'll do whatever you tell her to do."
These two clearly had a unique relationship. I pushed Jill's head forward and down on my cock, and I could feel her struggling not to not as she tried to get it all the way down. I grabbed a handful of hair and brought her back down again, more forcefully, and felt the head go past her gag point.
She gagged and coughed up some mucous as I pushed my cock further down her throat.
When I was all the way down, I said to Dan, "I'm gonna let go of her head. She better not stop."
She didn't, and kept up the deep throating while I reached down and played with her tits.
Finally, I said, "She's been teasing me with those tits since the day I met her. I'm gonna fuck those tits now."
She rolled onto her back and pushed her tits together, and I spit on them and rubbed it between her tits, then shoved my dick in between them and started thrusting. Jill's tongue would snake out and lick the head as it popped through her cleavage.
I moved myself upward and dropped my balls in her mouth for a spell, then resumed fucking her throat for another minute before moving back to her cleavage.
I was getting close to coming, and I said to Dan, "I'm getting close, where should I come?"
"Shoot your cum in her mouth and on her face," Dan instructed.
As he said those words, Jill's mouth opened and I started coming, big ropes of cum that sprayed up her nose and forehead, much of it landing in her mouth and dripping off her chin onto her tits. She eagerly swallowed what she could and scooped the rest into her mouth with her fingers.
When I was done coming, I grabbed my shorts and put them back on, and said, "I'm turning in, thanks for letting me stay this weekend. Looking forward to tomorrow. Good night."
I headed toward my room, then realized I had left my phone in the living room, and went back out to see Dan licking my cum off of Jill's chest while she fingered herself.
I woke up early the next morning, but didn't want to wake anyone, so after I used the bathroom, I just laid in bed looking at my phone. A few minutes later I heard my door creak open, and Jill's head pop in.
She said, "I heard you moving around. Can I come in?"
"Sure," I said, and she walked over to my bed, standing next to it. She was just wearing a long night shirt. She stood there next to me, silently, and eventually I got the message. I reached out to her and slid my hand up her shirt, finding her pantie-less. My thumb found her cunt, which was starting to get wet already, and within a minute I had worked my thumb up inside her.
"Was Dan able to fuck you last night?" I asked.
"No," she answered. "And I need it bad. He said I could come in here."
"Take your shirt off and sit on my face," I told her.
She smiled and complied, whipping off her shirt and revealing those great tits and a puffy pussy that was wet and ready for action. She planted her cunt right down on my mouth and I went to town on her, getting her off quickly and often. Her hands in my hair guided the action a bit, and I greedily lapped up her juices.
After about fifteen minutes of this, she slid down and took my cock into her pussy, sliding slowly down my shaft while her eyes rolled back in her head. She immediately sat straight up and massaged her tits while she rode me.
"Your dick feels so good, I can feel it in my fuckin throat. God I needed this, it's been too long. I'm going to come again in a minute. When I do, will you give me a good hard fuck? Get on top of me and just fuck the hell out of me? Please?"
I simply nodded my head while I grabbed her hips and helped her grind on me. I could sense her getting close again, and as soon as she threw her head back in orgasm, I flipped her over, mid-orgasm, threw her legs open wide and pounded her. Locking her knees behind my elbows, she was fully exposed, feet wide in the air. She was slapping at my back and pulling my hair while I pounded her, grabbing my arms and gurgling some incoherent sounds. I was able to maintain this for about ten minutes, pausing on occasion to get a little rest and alter our position and angles slightly.