We had been together for about six years and active swingers for the last four. Over the years we had gotten very comfortable telling the other our fantasies and getting to know each of other's quirks. We have experienced adding women, men and couples into our sexual activities. All in all, we are very normal with a freaky streak.
I have always enjoyed watching my wife with other men but she always insisted on me participating. I would often tease her when she was leaving about stopping by Bill's house on the way home from work or picking up a cream pie when she was getting groceries. We have always had the rule we never played without the other.
Well it was the night before my birthday and the wife told me she was going to ladies night at the local porn store and then going dancing with one of her girlfriends. As she was getting dressed, I teased her about bringing home ladies from the porn store for me and picking guys up at the bar and fucking them in the car. I love watching her leave to go out; long black coat, mini skirt, heels that look great on my shoulders, a low cut top that shows off an inordinate amount of cleavage. Watching that ass wiggle as she walks is enough to send any man over the edge.
I didn't expect her home until after two so when she pulled into the driveway shortly after midnight I was surprised to say the least. She walked into the living room smiled at me, dropped to her knees and freed my cock from my pajama bottoms. Having been married I know not to talk when my dick is in a woman's mouth or she may stop what she's doing. So I took a deep breath and watched her slowly suck my cock up and down. She has this amazing technique where she slides her hand up and down the shaft at one pace and her mouth at another. She continued this marvelous treatment for a good five minutes before pulling my bottoms off. Once my pajamas were lying on the floor she continued to suck my now raging hard on. She took her time sucking my balls into her mouth pulling them until they would pop out. She fondled them with one hand while stroking me with the other. Then she started rubbing down my taint to my ass which caused me to moan with ecstasy. She knew at that point that she could do anything she wanted with me.
She stood up in front of me removing her long black coat. She was wearing a black corset with lacy stocking and a pair of black boy short panties. She slowly turned in place letting me soak up every inch of her sex appeal.
"Is this my birthday present?" I asked.
She just smiled one of the most devious smiles I had ever seen dance across her face. She stepped forward straddling me pressing her breasts into my face. She began to grind her hot pussy against my cock. "I didn't go to the bar," she whispered in my ear. She then reached down between her legs moved her panties aside and began rubbing the head of my dick against her pussy lips. I was trying to figure out if I had heard her right. But thinking is damn near impossible for me when my dick is so close to being enveloped by her sweet pussy. She then slides two fingers in my mouth and lowers her soaking wet pussy onto my cock. Everything seemed to stop in that moment.
On her fingers I could taste her and something else. Her pussy was so wet I could feel the juices running down onto my balls. My brain starts racing, did she say she didn't go to the bar? The porn store closes at 9. Was she with her girlfriend?
