I awoke the next morning to commotion and noise. It quickly came back to me what had happened with Tiffany after the party and how I was in bed next to her and Eric. As I looked to my left I saw Tiffany riding her husband, bouncing the bed and moaning as she was cupping her breasts. I was hard immediately and she reached over toward me, beckoning with her index finger and smiling. She grabbed me by the neck and kissed me while she ground her pussy onto Eric's hard cock.
Tiffany pushed me away and onto my back and climbed off Eric, telling him, "Fuck me doggy, babe, while so suck Jay." Tiff was one her knees and I felt her lurch forward as Eric drove deep into her and forced her mouth further onto my cock. I lifted my hips and started a fucking motion in sequence with Eric's thrusts into his wife. I ran my fingers through Tiffany's dirty blonde hair and grabbed hold and really started fucking her mouth, hearing her gag a little as I pushed the length of my dick into her mouth. Eric was ready to dump his load into her. He clutched her hips and pushed hard and deep as he shot a large amount of cum into his slutty wife. As his dick softened and fell out of her she climbed on me and her pussy engulfed me as I felt her cum-filled slit sink down on me.
Tiffany really started humping me hard, begging for me to add my batch of cum to her hungry puss and for to help her get off. As she sat up and rode me, grinding me, I reached and rubbed my thumb on her clit. Eric just smiled as his bride edged closer to orgasm. He reached over and pinched both of her nipples as I manipulated her clit and she ground her wet pussy on my hardness. Tiffany started quivering and moaning. Her eyes shut and her breaths became quite short. The start of her orgasm set me off and I groaned loudly as thrust my hips upward and jetted my jizz into her sloppiness. Tiffany screamed, "OH, FUCK!!" as her cum rocked her body. She collapsed on top of me and my spent cock slipped from her as she rolled off of me. We all looked at each other and smiled for a second before we started laughing.
We got up and had some coffee and breakfast. In talking with Tiffany and Eric I learned that they had been into swinging even before their marriage. They told me of Tiff's plan to seduce me at the party and were so glad that it all worked out.
They asked me if I would care to spend the day with them. With my wife and kids gone I had a few errands to take care of but told them I'd be game to meet up with them that afternoon. Eric and I shook hands and Tiffany gave me squeeze as she kissed me good-bye.
After my half-hour drive home I showered and jacked off as I was re-living my recent experiences in my mind. Eric & Tiff called while I was in the shower and left a message informing me that they planned a night of fun in the large city about an hour from me, and that they hoped I would join them. I ran my errands that afternoon and texted back and forth with the two of them to make arrangements. They told me to dress casual, bring a suit, a change of clothes, and any "fun things" that I wanted to - and that they'd pick me up at 1:00 on their way through.
I hurriedly finished my chores and packed a small bag and a garment bag with my suit. I wasn't 100% certain what they meant by "fun things" and they wouldn't tell me, so I went out on a limb and packed handcuffs, a ball gag, paddle, and cat-o-nine-tails that my wife and I keep in a special suitcase with other sex toys.
Eric and Tiffany were right on time to pick me up and we chatted on our way to the city. I was pleasantly surprised when Eric pulled their SUV into the parking lot of a high end hotel. I offered to put the room on my credit card but they insisted that I was their guest.
We checked into the hotel and the concierge seemed to grin when he saw my travel mates. I later learned that the concierge and manager are friends of Eric and always get them a room at the end of a hall and also book them into the adjoining room - which they can leave empty, due to noise or use for sleeping if the other bed is messy. As I helped with luggage I was perplexed as Tiffany didn't seem to have a dress or anything that would indicate why I had to bring a suit. When I asked about that she said that she wanted to buy a new outfit for the night so didn't pack one. With that she took the keys and told us she was going shopping. The kissed Eric and I each on the cheek and bounced out the door. Eric and I went down to the hotel lounge for some drinks and to watch some sports.
Occasionally we would get text messages from Tiffany, telling what store she was in and what she was looking for next. She wouldn't give us any details as she wanted to surprise us. She also went for a mani & pedi and to a hair stylist friend of hers. A few of hours later she texted us and told us to go change into our suits and to wait in the lounge for her.
Eric and I used the two rooms efficiently and both showered and put on our suits and went back down for another cocktail while waiting for his wife. A little while later both of us snapped our heads around as we saw Tiff enter. She was in a very tight fitting black dress with a lace bodice and sleeves with a cleavage-baring V-neckline. The lace bodice allowed view of her black lace bra. The dress barely went past the lace tops of her black, seamed stockings. It had a red belt and she wore a new pair of red stiletto pumps. Her red nails matched the belt and heels. Her hair and make-up were perfect. She had gold hoop earrings, a gold necklace that drew your eyes to her cleavage and an anklet.
Eric and I both stood as she strutted past tables, turning heads the entire way. We both kissed her on the cheek and she sat, crossing her legs. The toe of her shoe was against my leg, driving me wild. We had a drink before we went to dinner, walking down just a few doors from the hotel to a very classy restaurant. We ate and drank well before going to a jazz club across the street. While at the club we drank, danced, teased and flirted. Tiffany would take turns making out with each of us. Many eyes were on us as this happened. At about 11:00 Tiffany told us to order a cab because she wanted to go to a strip club. I was shocked but Eric took it in stride. Tiffany left for the ladies room before we left the jazz club. She came back with fresh lipstick and devilish grin. As she came to me she stuffed something into the pocket of my suit coat. I quizzically pulled it out and realized it was a black g-string and the minuscule crotch was damp from Tiffany's arousal.