This is a true story.
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My wife has always liked to fantasize in bed. When we first started dating, she was 19 and sexually very inexperienced. But she loved to be talked dirty to, and I noticed that she responded enthusiastically to fantasies about having sex with a few guys and things like that. I had never really thought about group sex before, but the more I thought about it, the more I started to picture my wife in those situations, and it grew on me. I joined an online swingers site, uploaded a few pictures of her and of us together, and wondered what would happen.
Eventually, we made contact with a couple about our age. They seemed nice online, and we arranged to meet them at a local upscale wine bar in London. Ellen, my wife, was very nervous. I was, too, of course, but I was also excited and trying to encourage her to be more daring with her choice of wardrobe. In the end, she wore tight jeans and a snug red top that showed a bit of cleavage. My wife tends to dress in a way that plays down her sexuality, so she was a little bit embarrassed to be showing herself off like that.
Ellen is beautiful. Amazingly so. She's 5'8", with long legs, with a great ass (usually has tan lines rising up her cheeks), a flat, toned stomach, and absolutely perfect breasts. I don't think I can describe them in a way that does them justice - but they're a C/D cup, but perky and firm. They're the kind of tits comic book artists draw when they're trying to draw a ridiculous ideal of what perfect breasts look like.
She's Norwegian, though at this time we lived in London. Like a lot of Norse types she's a natural blond but dyes her hair dark.
She was about 25 when this story happened. She has green eyes, a beautiful face, and a perfect mouth for blowjobs. She's a phenomenal cocksucker - again, words fail me.
Ellen was blushing as we were leaving and gave me notice that she would probably only chat that night, as she was so nervous about the whole situation.
We went to the wine bar and had a drink while waiting for the other couple, Dan and Allie. They arrived shortly after, they were a decent looking couple. Not beautiful, but decent. Allie was thin with not much of a figure and had no chest to speak of. They sat down with us and it was quickly apparent that Dan was very very interested in Ellen. He was polite, but couldn't keep his eyes off her.
We had a couple more drinks and got along well. I knew that they wanted more, but I was planning on politely saying "not tonight" if they asked us to go somewhere with them. I wasn't that attracted to them and didn't want to rush Ellen. So when the offer to come back to their hotel room came, I was surprised when Ellen said "ok". I went along with it.
When we had a moment to talk privately as we left the bar, she explained that she thought I wanted to go, and she didn't want to be a spoilsport. She said she still was just planning on sitting and talking.