Thanks to everyone who has given such great feedback on the previous stories and also thanks to my wife, Jenny, for contributing to this one!
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My wife, Jenny and I sat in my car with our friends Tom and Marie late one night, talking about sex. I should say this is not a normal occurrence for us! It was a few weeks after the foursome experience we had had together (see 'Making New Friends'). I think we all felt a little embarrassed and awkward about the escapade still, although now after an evening in the pub having a good meal and a few drinks we were more relaxed and had finally gotten around to talking about the issue at hand when we were actually driving home. I then pulled into a Forestry Commission woodland area near where the Flanagans live and had parked in the empty moonlit car parking area on this still, quiet April night.
Tom, our tall Irish friend, who was about the same age as Jen and his wife, Marie, early to mid forties, was sat next to me in the front seats. I'm a few years older. Tom and I were both sat half turned looking at the back seat where our wives were just identifiable in the half light from the dashboard and the moonlight outside. Jen, my wife, is quite tall with short dark hair, a lovely slim shapely figure with a killer arse and legs. Jen is an enigma to me even after twenty years of marriage. She is normally quite austere and even prim in the day to day persona as a primary school teacher but she has this wilder, sensual side that she had re-discovered last summer when we had a surprising and exciting sexual adventure with a local farmer (see 'Making Hay' Ch 1-3). Marie is a bit shorter than Jen, very curvy, with long blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes and lovely tits.
When we had our foursome we had talked about having a further adventure - going to a swingers club together as both girls had mentioned this was a fantasy that they wanted to live out. Tom and I were up for that, too, though to be honest, not without some trepidation on my part at least. Tom and Marie had been themselves once a few months before and it was about an hour away.
'So', said Tom, 'are we up for the swingers club one night then?'
'Yes,' said Jen, 'I think so but I just have no idea what it will really be like.'
'Well,' said Marie with her husky, sexy voice that always seemed to be half laughing, 'it was OK when we went, it really was. It was better than I thought it would be to be honest, it was more relaxed though I was very nervous going there. It was at a big house near Horsham and there were about forty people there I guess?'
'Yeah,' said Tom, 'about that, it was a couples night apparently so they were all couples. Like we said we only watched really - and Marie gave a guy a handjob, that was all. This time we want to do the whole thing.'
'So,' I asked, 'they have other nights too?'
'Yeah, seems so,' said Marie. 'They have ordinary club nights and I got that impression from the people who hosted it - I think it was their house, this couple, they were very nice actually. Then they also have this thing called 'Greedy Girls' night which is when women go expecting to have a lot of partners, a gangbang special!'
'Oh, I fancy that,' laughed Jen, and I could see in the dim light of the darkened car on a moonlit night that she put her hand on Marie's jeans-clad knee in the back seat. 'Don't you?'
'Yes, "admitted Marie, 'I could do!"
'What's the attraction?' I asked, 'Of a gangbang, I mean.'
'Oh, I don't know,' said Jen, 'just the abandonment, being really slutty, being taken by five or six men one after the other.'
'Would you want to be sucking one off at the same time?' asked Tom, quietly, and I could see him shifting a little in his seat, adjusting his jeans. I was beginning to feel the same effect. It was a shame we both had babysitters to go back to so had limited time otherwise it dawned on me we could be ending up having sex again as a foursome on this night, in the car, as the atmosphere was going up a notch.
'Oooh yes,' said Jen, leaning forward now, so she was sat right close to Tom in the front passenger seat now,' Can you imagine that, Tom? Me sucking you off when I was getting banged hard from behind by a stranger?'
We all laughed and Tom leant towards Jen, his hand on her face and kissed her on the lips. 'I imagine you sucking me off all the time!' he said as they broke their open-mouthed French kiss.
'Well,' said Jen, her breathing a bit shorter now, her face flushed a little,' all you have to do is ask.'
'Why don't you ask her, then, Tom?' said Marie, also sitting forward now and grinning in the darkened back seat.
Tom kissed Jen again, 'Will you suck me off, Jen?'
Jen turned to Marie, a smile on her lips now, 'What do you think? Do we have time to suck these two men off?'
'Oh, I think so, if we hurry up,' laughed Marie, 'I'll get in the front. Tom you get in the back here.'
Amidst giggling and whispers, Marie got out of the car at the back and moved round the front of the car, meeting Tom coming around the other way. In front of the car they clutched at other and kissed briefly and passionately, and though we had the headIights off, now the car's inside lights had come on with the doors opening there was enough light so I could see Tom lifting up Marie's dark mauve turtle-necked sweater that clung so beautifully to her lovely breasts. Her lacy white bra came into view as Tom squeezed her left breast. They broke their kiss and then Marie was sliding into the passenger seat next to me. I was already unzipping my chinos and freeing my hard cock, lifting up to open the trousers up, giving the cock a few strokes to add to the stiffness. Marie took her sweater off over her head now, and moved over to me. We kissed, her mouth soft and sweet, I reached for her lovely bra-covered breast.
'I recall you enjoyed cumming on my tits, Rob, so let's do it again.'
She then bent down and using her hand and mouth she was soon working on me, her blonde hair moving lightly across me as she went up and down in the semi-darkness. She did it perfectly for me - she had little suction as such, she wasn't sucking hard, but used her mouth, and most certainly her tongue to establish a lovely rhythm and helped steadily with her hand, occasionally taking her mouth off me and licking around the head of my stiff cock before engulfing me again with the sweetness and heat of her mouth.
I heard Tom gasping in the back seat and twisted round a little so I could just make out Jen's head doing the same as Marie's, going up and down as she gave Tom a blow job as he sat in the seat behind Marie. He had his hand on Jen's shoulder and his head back against the seat, his eyes closed. She lifted off him, working him with her hand, leaning into him.
'Feel me, Tom' she whispered urgently, 'I need you to feel how wet I am.'
They were re-organising themselves and then I could see Jen raising herself up and sliding her jeans a little down her hips and then Tom had his right hand in her cream coloured little knickers, and I could see the material moving as he worked her clit, then she had her head back down on him, moaning as she did so.
Then I had my attention wrenched back to Marie as she lifted her mouth off me and worked just her hand on me, leaning up to me she kissed me, I could feel the orgasm building within me, 'I think I want you to cum in my mouth this time,' she whispered in my ear.
