I started this story as one about wife swapping which developed into swingers and then took on a bit of a life of its own.
"So what do you think about swinging?" Said Paul without looking up from his Sunday paper at his wife Christine, though had he done so he would have noticed that she had gone quite still and lost a little bit of colour.
She was sure she had cleared the history on the PC but now wasn't so certain. "What do you mean?" Said Christine trying to keep the tremor from her voice.
"You know wife swapping and all that," Paul said as he tapped the paper, "says here it is rife in middle England but can't say I have seen it."
"Probably all just made up by the papers dear, now eat your toast or you will be late for tee off with Kevin & Sally."
"Are you sure you won't join us and make a foursome?" Said Paul in the same tone he used every week.
"You know I don't play golf," laughed Christine, "You go and enjoy yourself, I am sure you will be able to find a forth." It wasn't just that Christine didn't play golf, it was more she hated it, her parents would play every weekend and then drone on all afternoon. "At least Paul doesn't go on about it," she thought silently as she waved him off, "thank heavens for small mercies."
After her husband had left Christine fussed around the immaculate 5 bedroom house they owned with its huge conservatory attached to the lounge making the living space vast and spacious. All 5 bedrooms were doubles and two of them were en-suite, they had a study for Paul when he worked from home on Friday after spending the rest of the week away and even a covered hot tub on the patio at the back. The attached double garage had a games room above which Paul had turned into a bar with a pool table. Christine was proud of the house, even though it seemed empty now their son had departed for university.
Satisfied the house was spic and span Christine glanced at the clock and could see there were at least 4 hours until Paul returned from his golf round, then she would cook lunch, Paul would fall asleep and sometimes they would sneak off to the bedroom for a gentle afternoon romp, though not that often anymore. Not like when they first met at Durham university 25 years ago when things were a little bit wilder.
She recalled the first time they met at a university student house party, she had gone there with her housemate and girlfriend Mary as she was 'exploring' her sexuality and there she had met Paul for the first time. A lot of drink had been consumed and a few things smoked when in the early hours of the morning she found herself engaged in an argument with Paul who said that people who claimed to be fluid in their sexuality were not being honest unless they were prepared to continually change. This led on to him asserting that same-sex relationships were as rigid as heterosexual and that she lacked the courage of her convictions to check if what she had was still what she really wanted.
The outcome was that Paul banged the ass off her against the back garden wall, though neither of them realised that Christine's soon to be ex-partner was witnessing it all. When Christine got home there were more tears and shouting that resulted in Christine moving out and setting up house with Paul, finishing their degrees and then getting married. The plan was for both of them to pursue careers before a family, Paul in engineering and Christine in laboratory research when along came Mark. Christine became a full-time mother, a soccer Mum, a member of the PTA and representative on the board of governors but never picked up her career. At 45 she had everything she wanted with Paul being National Sales Director and well paid, she went to the gym and aerobics twice a week, had lunch every Friday with 'the ladies' but there was one fundamental problem... she was bored senseless.
She would kick around the house with nothing to do until one day she discovered porn and now she was hooked. Not any old porn, actors with highly toned bodies and women with plastic breasts did nothing for her, it was the real porn she sought. Homemade, amateur, real housewives, she searched them all, often with dissatisfaction but every so often she would find a gem. The picture quality was often poor, the sound distorted or non-existent but this was real people having real sex and she loved it. At first, she watched just squirming on her seat, this progressed to her sitting on a towel and using her fingers until finally a few weeks back she had bought not one but two dildos.
She remembered her nerves at ordering, using the PayPal account she had for her e-bay shopping and the wait every day until they finally turned up on Thursday morning in a discreet brown package which she hid away. The following Monday after Paul had left for the week Christine gave both of them a thorough a full testing until she was sore in both holes.
This was her Monday treat but sometimes on a Sunday when Paul played golf she would indulge in her latest passion, chat rooms and in particular swapping and swinging chat rooms. Not that she ever would but it was fun to pose as a couple and revel in the real-life experiences of others around the globe. Those chats would sometimes turn hot and she wasn't averse to showing her chat partner where the dildos were going, but never talked or showed her face.
Putting into a search engine the name of their town and swingers she nearly fell off her chair when positive results were returned. It wasn't a site she had heard of, and like so many, they demanded membership which didn't really worry her as she used false names and a Hotmail address. Putting in her standard nickname of 'Durham_Duo' she was surprised to see the response "name in use, please try another.' Deciding on acting single for a change to allow explore the site she went for the nickname 'boredhousewife' and started to look around.
The bios were all pretty nondescript with pictures being available for verified members only, with a further warning that private pictures were for friends only. There were a couple of steps to become verified, the first was joining which is where PayPal was great, the second was a little more tricky.
Contacting the site administrator she switched on her webcam as instructed but was careful to conceal her face. A woman's voice came out of the speakers, "bare your breasts and hold up the sign with your nickname," Christine wasn't phased at all as she had done this a few times so was pretty standard practice, the second they asked for a face picture she would decline and leave the site. Removing her top Christine held the sign up and waited, the woman said, "thank you boredhousewife your account will be verified soon and an email sent." Glancing at the clock Christine decided that this treat would have to wait until Monday as she had a Sunday lunch to make.
Monday morning came and after Paul had long gone for the week Christine rolled over, stretched and decided to start the day. Remembering the site she had found with the locals Christine decided to check that out, but first she needed breakfast and then get dressed. Christine liked to wear her special outfit on Monday, one she kept well hidden from Paul and she had other preparations to make. The outfit consisted of a micro denim mini skirt and a top that wrapped around, she would wear no bra or panties and because of the stretchy nature of the material, it clearly defined her nipples. It was her slut outfit as she called it and after placing the two dildos down next to the tube of gel, Christine sat on the white hand towel and logged on.
After verifying her account Christine scoured the site for local people and was shocked to see 21 names of singles and couples coming up in her area. Clicking into each profile she was disappointed to see that any pictures were either from the neck down or hidden behind the friends only tag. What did make her pulse race was that one couple called 'suburban swingers' had a number of videos available to friends only. "In for a penny, in for a pound," said Christine to an empty room and clicked on the friend request.
The rest of the morning passed without any real excitement though Christine drifted around and did find a couple of good German videos showing what was clearly an amateur being double penetrated. Christine was a bit of an expert in telling the real from the fake, her two main indicators were tan lines, most actors didn't have them, and how well defined their bodies were.
After lunch, she logged onto the local swinging site and saw that she had a message. Clicking on it she read it was from 'suburban swingers' saying they wanted to chat first to get to know she was genuine. Suddenly a chat box popped up and it was the 'suburban swingers' with the words, "hi this is her, he is next to me, how are you?"
Christine had a million questions including the one "who are you?" But typed back, "wow can see you have videos, you and your husband are so brave."
"LOL" came the reply "our faces are covered but the action is pretty hot, they were all taken at the parties we hold every month. Do you want to see?"
"Yes please," said Christine
"Then we need to see what reaction they have," came the response and Christine, who was expecting something like this switched on the cam under the desk that was pointing directly at her pussy.
Watching the first video there were more people than normal and the strange thing was they all wore masks and had coloured bands around their wrists. None of that really registered on Christine as she watched two women lying side by side on the floor being fucked, and then the men swapped and fucked their new partners. In cut to another scene of a woman bent over a chair who took one guy in her ass and after he had finished there was a close up of cum oozing out of her ass and another one started to fuck her. She took four different men in her ass, one after the other and then the scene changed to two women in a 69 position while in another there was a woman being double penetrated.
Christine had been using the dildo without really taking any notice of the chatbox and saw a string of encouraging words that cumulated in "We have to go but hope we can chat more, enjoy the rest of the videos."
Christine checked video two out and the action was just as hot with this time with the woman who was the one who had been ass gang banged in video one, kneeling on the floor between two men. Christine could feel her orgasm building as the woman sucked both men to completion before they were replaced with two others but as they swapped something caught her eye that made her pause the video. Clicking back and forward she got to the frame she wanted showing a shelf with ornaments on it, zooming in Christine let out a low whistle.
There in the centre of the screen was an ugly carving of a man with a witch doctor's mask, but what was unusual was the size of the carvings member, it was almost as tall as him. This was a fertility symbol from the hill tribes in Thailand and Christine knew this because she had bought it for their friends Kevin & Sally as a gift following their holiday last year. "Well well" chuckled Christine, Kevin & Sally were swingers, who would have guessed. Clicking back on play the woman centre stage, who Christine now knew was Sally, sucked another two men to completion before a fifth man stepped forward. This time she shook her head and patted her belly, miming that she was full, but bent over allow the man to drive his cock deep into her pussy. Christina paused the video of the man fucking Sally and exploded, "you fucking bastard."
Storming downstairs, her brain spinning in overdrive, she hit on a plan and dialled Kevin's mobile number from memory. "Kevin, Kevin please come quick there is a problem in the kitchen with flooding."
On the other end of the phone, Kevin said, "Will be there as quick as I can," before grabbing his car keys and shouting, "see ya later Sal."
Kevin & Sally used to live next door but as business expanded for Kevin they moved around the corner, about a 5-minute drive or a 15-20 minute walk. The new house they had was a massive barn conversion with a huge living space in the middle with three en-suite bedrooms above the main living area. They had added single-storey wings to each side which contained more bedrooms, a study each for Kevin & Sally, a small gym and even a sauna, but the piaster resistance was the huge covered swimming pool that sat in the middle of the U formed by the main house and wings.
Sure enough, 5 minutes later Christine heard a knock on the back door as Kevin shouted, "hey C what seems to be the problem?"
"In the kitchen Kev." shouted Christine and Kevin walked into the kitchen to a glorious sight as bent over the counter, wearing the shortest skirt ever, was his golf partner's wife and it was clear that she wasn't wearing any panties as her pussy was on full display.
"Christine?" Said Kevin not sure what to do but could feel his cock hardening.
"Just shut up and fuck me," Christine snarled and needing no second invitation dropped his jogging pants to his knees and plunged into Christine's wetness. "Harder... faster.." Christine growled and Kevin slammed in and out, just letting instinct take control.
"Cumming" Kevin moaned as he felt Christine clamp with her pussy and with a yell he emptied his balls deep inside her body.
Panting Kevin stood there slowly feeling himself slide out of his golf-partners wife and breathed, "what the fuck was all that all about?"
"All will become clear soon," laughed Christine and picking up his car keys waked out before he had time to register what was happening but by the time he had pulled his joggers up Christine had reversed his car out of the drive and had roared off.
5 minutes later Christine walked through the door of Sally & Kevin's house and Sally was wrapped in a robe but greeted her with a slightly confused, 'hi C I thought Kev was coming to you?"
"He did" laughed Christine at her own joke, "but first I need to ask you a question then return something of yours." Sally looked totally confused but nodded as Christine went on, "so question first, how long have you been fucking my husband?"
Sally went white and started to stammer a denial but Christine walked across the room and picked up the fertility symbol, "how many King Cocks are there in the area do you think?"
Sally laughed, "you always were the one to notice the little things."
"Oh I noticed lots of things," Christine said, "like how much you like anal and how you enjoy licking pussy, thinking of which I have a job for you." With those words, Christine sat in the armchair allowing Sally a clear view of her naked pussy and said, "Time for you to show me how good you are at licking pussy."
Sally smiled as she slid across the room and dived between Christine's thighs and started to lap enthusiastically as Christine gave a cough drawing a little exclamation of surprise from Sally. Lifting her head she said, "Kevin's?" To which Christine laughed in response and pushed her blonde head back down.
"Told you I had something of yours to return." Moaned Christine as Sally lapped with even greater enthusiasm.
"So this is why you stole my car," said Kevin from the doorway, "and don't stop on my account."
"Sorry Kev," said Christine, "I just wanted to talk to Sally on her own, come here and let me make it up to you." And with that comment opened her mouth.
Kevin removed his joggers completely and Christine was inwardly impressed at his powers of recovery as he was still hard. Following her gaze, Kevin laughed, "viagra, I popped a pill earlier as me and Sally were about to have an afternoon session when you called."
Christine sucked Kevin into her mouth and could taste her own juices still coating his cock, as he moved from semi-hard to rock-solid as Christine slurped up and down his rigid tool. "Would love to feed you C but have promised Sally something." He said as he moved behind his wife and reached down.
Christine could tell he was fingering her by the moans Sally was making into her pussy but when he bent and pushed his cock into his wife she let out a moan so loud it vibrated through the whole of her body. "He is in your ass Sally," Christine said with awe as she had not seen any lube apart from her own spit.
"She loves it in the ass don't you love," Kevin said as he drove in and out drawing deep moans of pleasure at every thrust. The noises coming from Sally weren't those of protest and as she started to cum, her frantic licking set of Christine. The sight and feel of the women pushed Kevin over the top and he spurted jet after jet deep into his wife's bowels.
A few minutes later Kevin pulled out and padded off to the bathroom to clean up leaving the two women to talk.
"Is everything cool between us C," said Sally cautiously, though she guessed it must be bearing in mind the last hour or so.
"Of course it is, just Paul I am a bit miffed with," and when Sally looked at Christine questioningly she went on, "why the hell didn't he invite me earlier. How long has this been going on? When did it start?"
Kevin had returned to the room and explained it was kind of he's fault really. About 3 years ago Sally was desperate for a threesome and to get double penetrated so he floated the idea to Paul one night when they were both drunk. Kevin had expected Paul to either laugh or at least take some time to think about it, in fact within 30 minutes of Kevin raising the idea the pair of them were both balls deep in Sally.
"What about the parties?" Said Christine, "the ones with the videos."
"Ah the Masquerade," laughed Sally, "that was an idea we started with the plan to get me gang-banged and just developed from there. In fact, we are having a Masquerade this weekend... if you want to come."
"Oh I am going to be there alright and I am guessing Paul will be as well." said Christine, "So how does it all work,?"
"It's simple really," said Sally, "you turn up, strip upstairs in the disrobing room for your gender, don your mask, put on the bands of your choice and join the party."
"And most of the men pop a viagra," Kevin laughed, "which keeps the party going longer."
"Mask?.. Bands?" Said Christine.
"We have rules," smiled Kevin, "no sex upstairs, everything in public view and we wear masks as everything downstairs is filmed, it also means if you need a break you can take a breather upstairs"
"To be honest we all pretty much know each other but it helps maintain an element of spice, especially when we get a new member." chuckled Sally.
"Why the bands and what do they mean," said Sally as she idly picked up a variety of the different coloured wrist bands sitting in a large bowl on the coffee table.
"They show what you want without talking," said Kevin, "another rule, no talking downstairs so there has to be a way for people to know what you desire."
"Of course what you do is up to you." said Sally finishing her husband's sentence, then picking out a band held it up, "pink is for pussy, showing vaginal is good"
Kevin picked out a white band, "white is for oral."
"Yellow means same-sex contact is fine and you will see men wearing them as well," giggled Sally.
"And green is for anal," said Kevin dropping the bright green band back in the bowl.
"Your favourite colour," laughed Christine as she picked up a bright, almost fluorescent orange band, "and this?"
Sally took it from her and twirled it in her fingers, "if the other bands are on their own on a wrist it shows a one on one activity is desired, only if they are on the same wrist can they be combined." She paused before she went on, "of course, in any event, you have a choice... but if you wear this it means anything goes, in any combination... and you can't say no."
Christine mused on Sally's words, feeling her pussy pulse from the phrases 'any combination' and the one that sent a shiver through her, 'you can't say no.'
"Of course," said Sally "we don't tolerate any violent force, but orange allows a little bit more firmness."
"Final rule," said Kevin, "the bowl of wristbands sit on a table at the top of the stairs and you can only change your wristbands there, once you come down the stairs with them on, they stay that way until you go upstairs again."
"It sounds complicated," laughed Sally "but you will pick it up in no time and its great fun swapping the combinations depending on your mood." Then she paused before she went on, "I assume you and Paul are still on for Saturday?"
"We will both be here," said Christine, "but I have one condition, I don't want him knowing, let's call it my little surprise." Seeing the smiles of agreement on their faces she went on, "so who does a girl need to fuck round here to get a lift home?"
Paul got home late on Thursday night and as per their agreement, Christine left him alone on Friday to let him get his work done. She would make his breakfast and supply him with sandwiches and coffee during the day, but the conversation was functional at best. At some point in the late afternoon, Paul would announce the working week was finished by fishing himself out a beer from the large American fridge freezer before sitting at the kitchen table so they could talk while Christine fixed dinner.
As Paul removed the beer from the fridge Christine said casually, "you will never guess who I bumped into this week," and without waiting for a reply went on, "Sally Wyatt and we chatted for ages and I said it was far too long since the four of us had got together so I invited them over for dinner tomorrow."
Christine had to suppress a laugh as Paul squeaked from the fridge, "tomorrow...but"
"Yes I know it's your silly club thing but I thought you would be able to cancel it for them." Christine daren't turn round as she could picture Paul trying to desperately think of something to say. "But it's OK, they are busy Saturday night so we agreed maybe the week after."
There was the sound of a physical exhalation of breath from Paul as he stammered, "yes yes next weekend should work."
Christine changed the subject to let Paul off the hook but inside was laughing to herself, and as she thought about Saturday night became more aroused.
"You seem distracted love," said Paul over dinner, "penny for your thoughts,"
Christine laughed to cover her embarrassment saying, "I was wondering if we should change the furniture in the conservatory, but I know it will cost." What she was actually thinking about was how it might feel to have two real cocks inside her once, something she had only experienced with dildos.
The following evening after a day spent looking for conservatory furniture as soon as Paul left in a taxi for his 'golf club dinner' Christine rushed upstairs to have a shower and get ready. As she stripped it occurred to her that it didn't matter what she wore as she would be naked and no point in doing her make-up as her face would be covered. Then catching sight of herself in the mirror decided what she would do is trim her bush and after searching out a pair of scissors began to snip away. After a few minutes she looked in the mirror and was reasonably pleased with the results but it still needed tidying up fixing a new blade to Paul's razor she worked shaving soap into her pubic area and began.
It was something she had never done before as normally she would have a wax treatment with a woman who came to the health club and before she realised it she had shaved pretty much bald so shrugging she removed the last few hairs before wiping the soap away with a wet flannel. Admiring her handy work in bathroom mirrors she laughed, "this should make you happy Paul" as it was something he had been on at her to do for years.
30 minutes later she stood in a baggy tracksuit outside Kevin & Sally's gates where the taxi had dropped her and went to press the intercom buzzer but a voice from the darkness said, "it's not working Ma'am." Looking up she saw two security guards, one inside and the other outside who examined her face and compared it to a clipboard of photos before nodding to his colleague who let her in. The front door was on the latch and Christine could hear the music coming from the main lounge but she ascended the stairs to the room marked 'ladies disrobing'. On one side of the room was a stack of crates full with clothes and Christine guessed that was at least 20 as she stripped quickly and added hers to the stack. Then she picked up a mask from the pile on the bed and putting it on looked into the mirror, amazed at the transformation it had made as the mask covered the top half of her face and hair leaving her looking like cat woman from the batman stories.
Stepping outside she bumped into a naked man wearing a batman mask who was picking out bands from the bowl. The man had a well-toned body and as she watched his cock started to grow to hardness as the viagra started to take effect and before her eyes, he grew a cock that looked the same length as her husband's but much fatter. Christine could feel her pussy bubbling as under the man's gaze she carefully selected both pink and green wristbands before putting them on the same wrist, deciding she might return for a yellow later, but she had a plan to fulfil first. She saw a broad smile spread across his face then he selected from the bowl a white wristband for oral and then to her amazement added a yellow wristband. Christine could feel his eyes on her back as she walked down the stairs and when she reached the door she turned and grasped his cock but he gently propelled her into the room.
The room was full but not crowded and there was a scattering of chairs and couches breaking up the living space, with what looked like two large mattresses pushed together in the centre of the room covered with a large throw rug. As she took in the room she felt the man's hands run across her breasts to her shoulder before gently pushing her downwards. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a woman move towards her, before veering away with a look of disappointment at the lack of yellow band on her wrist.
Dropping to her knees Christine looked at the fat cock for a moment and then opened her mouth to receive it as the man guided her head. Christine was proud of her cock sucking skills as was often confirmed by her husband and she went to work with gusto working her head up and down as her hands massaged the base of his cock and balls. She felt hands trying to move her into a more accessible position but by staying on her knees their choice was watch and wait, or move on. Christine could feel her jaw aching as the man grasped her head and pumped himself into her mouth filling it with her cum, then after he had finished bent and kissed her poking his tongue into her mouth.
Standing Christine looked at the men that had surrounded her and held up her hand to indicate they should wait, then as she spotted her husband's back, crooked a finger for them to follow.
Paul was watching the room fill up with lots of naked flesh, wishing that his wife was here but as always couldn't work out a way to get her involved. As he was planning what to do next he felt a body pressed against him from behind and a slim hand grasp his erect cock and slowly start to work it back and forward. The woman wrapped herself around him as she slid around and down his body until she took his raging member into her warm wet mouth. She pushed him backwards until he was sitting in one of the armchairs and then she stood with her legs straight and ankles apart as she worked her head up and down.
Reaching under Paul cupped the woman's breast as ran his fingers over her nipples feeling them hard to his touch, he couldn't stop himself from giving each a tweak eliciting a groan of pleasure from her. Reaching further he felt her pubic area and to his delight a lovely smooth pussy, as his fingertip reached her clit he felt a cock slide past them and deep into her body. The woman braced herself against the arms of the chair as she was fucked from behind but didn't stop sucking him, bringing him to the edge. "This woman was almost as good as his wife," Paul thought as he felt his orgasm rise.
Just before he could cum the woman stopped as the man fucking her shot deep into her accompanied by a series of grunts, then as Paul watched the man move away, his cock coated with the woman's juices, another stepped into his place and Paul heard the squelch as he pushed his cock into her freshly fucked pussy. The thought and sound sent Paul wild as he loved to fuck sloppy seconds or thirds, or once in Sally's case he was 7th or 8th, and he shot into the woman's mouth.
She sucked every drop but didn't move as the second man spurted his seed into her, instead slowly worked his cock as the viagra did its duty and by the time the third man had emptied himself into her he was fully hard and to his joy she straddled him and sank down onto his cock. Paul could feel the seed in her trickling down his cock and onto his balls as she was pushed forward to press her breasts against his chest. He felt her get tight as the man behind slowly inserted himself into her ass and she leaned even further forward. Her mouth was next to his ear and he could hear her pants each time the man in her ass thrust in which he could also feel through the thin skin inside her separating their cocks.
Then the woman whispered in a voice so low only he could hear, "Hi Paul."
Paul felt his blood run cold yet at the same time his heart leapt with joy and he opened his mouth too but she kissed him hard to keep him silent. As their tongues danced the tango of love into each other's mouths Paul felt the man in his wife's ass erupt and pump cum deep into her bowels.
Christine orgasmed as the man pumped in, her moans and yells muffled in her husband's mouth, who in turn thrust upwards to add his cum to the three loads already swimming around inside her.
After the man had pulled out of Christine's ass Paul lifted her off his cock and put a finger to his lips before leading her by the hand upstairs.
When they reached the landing Christine giggled, "No sex upstairs," heady on sexual energy.
"I just wanted to say how much I love you," said Paul breathlessly, "I am ecstatic that you are, I hated keeping this secret from you. Was it Kevin or Sally who finally seduced you? They had both been talking about trying for ages."
Christine just smiled, "I will tell you later darling, for now, we have a party to get back to."
"Surely now you will be able to join Me, Kevin & Sally on Sunday?" said Paul.
"Oh Paul, I hate golf," said Christine glad she had finally said it.
"Golf" laughed Paul as he took his wife's hand to lead her back downstairs, "I haven't played in two years."
"In which case," said Christine picking out two orange bands from the bowl, "let's go and really have some fun."
"Orange bands, are you sure," said Paul. "Walk down the stairs with those on anything could and probably will happen."
Christine peeled the other wristbands off and slipped the orange one on and looked at her husband, "when I recognised you in the video It looked like you had a yellow and white band on one wrist so I wonder if you have been sucking cock, so I want to see it for myself."
Before Paul could utter a denial Sally & Kevin appeared looking a little concerned which quickly turned to relief when they saw that Christine & Paul were more than happy with developments. "Orange wristbands," Sally said spying the one on Christine's wrist as she held out the other to Paul. "Looks like you are really here to party C." With that, Sally took the one from Christine's hand and put it onto her wrist after peeling off the others. "I'm game" she laughed even if the boys are too chicken.
Kevin picked up two orange bands, placing one on his wrist before holding the other out to Paul. "I will you if you will," he said smiling, "I have tasted you enough times after I have been down on Sally after you have gone, would be nice to taste it from the source." It was true that many times after Paul had left their Sunday morning threesomes Kevin would feast on whatever hole or holes Paul had filled.
Paul was shocked yet also aroused, he had often wondered if Kevin's touches were accidental or not when they had their threesomes, perhaps they were more deliberate than he thought.
"Do you remember what you said the night we met Paul?" Said Christine, "you said I lacked the courage of my convictions to check if what I had was still what I really wanted. Time for you to put your money where your mouth is."
Paul considered for a moment the laughed as he slipped on the band, "not sure it's money you want to be put near my mouth, but what the hell let's go."
Entering back into the room Christine scanned for yellow bands on men's wrists and having spotted one went to take her husband's hand and lead him over. As she reached out she felt Sally's slim hand touch her wrist and give it a reassuring squeeze before taking Kevin's hand and led him away in the opposite direction.
When they reached the man with the yellow and white bands they both dropped to their knees and Christine started to suck and lick his cock then she offered it to her husband. Paul stared at it for a moment and held it gingerly like it was going to bite him, unsure about taking the next step. The man chuckled and reaching down pinged the orange band on Paul's wrist before placing the tip of his cock on his lips.
Paul knew he had no real choice and opening his mouth accepted the man's cock, who sensing it was Paul's first time guided his head to ensure he didn't back out. Christine was spellbound as she saw her husband having his mouth filled, and to her delight saw him start to suck actively as he got into it.
This man was longer and thicker than both Kevin & Paul which meant there was plenty of cock for them to share between them which they did, swapping who was sucking and who was nibbling and licking. It was like Russian roulette as they swapped the sucking between them and it was Paul who was rewarded with jets of cum. Again the man held Paul's head steady to stop him from backing away but there was little need judging from the enthusiasm with which Paul was swallowing.
Christine only had a second to be disappointed as a cock was pushed into her mouth which she sucked with relish and for the way she was kneeling didn't really give access but this time the people touching were more insistent and a woman pulled Christine round until she was in a sitting position. This allowed the man to continue to face fuck Christine while the woman dived between her legs and started to take long licks at her full pussy.
Clearly the woman wasn't overjoyed at finding Christine full as she stopped lapping and instead pushed two fingers into her oozing pussy, which quickly became three due to the amount of lubrication inside her. Christine was nearly choking on the cock in her mouth as she felt a fourth finger pushed in for a few short moments before the woman neatly inserted her whole hand into Christine's pussy bringing her to a shuddering climax. As she had slumped to a half reclined position the man above was finding it difficult to keep his balance so he stood and finished himself off splashing warm cum onto Christine's face and breasts.
Lying there exhausted Christine looked across the room and just 10 feet away could see her husband deep throating a man while on all fours. There was a look of pleasure on his face as each thrust bought tears and coughing as the man withdrew, but he soon pulled him back on to take him deep again. As she watched a man appeared behind Paul and was greasing his cock with one hand as he fingered him with his other hand. Getting to her feet Christine moved closer until she got a clear view of the man's cock disappearing into her husband's ass making him grunt at each inward stroke and as she watched Christine found her pussy throbbing and started to touch herself as she watched him getting fucked.
A slim hand pushed her to all fours until she was kneeling next to her husband and the man feeding his cock to Paul withdrew and pushed it into Christine's mouth and down her throat making her gag and choke. The man swapped between mouths slowly inserting into Paul's throat until his balls touched his chin, then swapping and repeating the actions with Christine.
As the man was choking Paul, Christine felt something poking at her ass and looking round could see a woman wearing an orange wrist band and a strap on smiling at her. There was a sharp jab of pain and the woman was in her ass and started to match the pace of the man next to her who was fucking her husband. Suddenly the man in her husband's ass gave a wild yell and by the way he was jerking his hips was filling him with seed. The woman in Christine's ass pulled out as the man stepped away from Paul and took a step to the side before driving the latex cock into her husband and fucking him hard and fast. Seconds later the woman pulled out and stepped back to behind Christine and slammed the strap on home.
Christine found herself being lifted to her feet and the woman who had just fucked her and Paul had unfastened the harness from herself and was fastening in round Christine's waist. The feel of the straps tightening round her middle and between legs, coupled with the sight of the dildo swinging between her legs transported Christine back to her student days. Before Paul, Christine had lived with a girl for a year, during that time she had become quite proficient in using a strap on, though this would be her first time on a man.
Her husband was still on all fours with his ass in the air, his hole was open and oozing cum and gel as she teased him with the head. Paul tried to push himself back onto it but Christine adjusted her hip so only the head eased in and out. Then an old trick she had used many time on her girlfriend popped into her head, so she leant forward and ran a nail down his spine from his neck to his coccyx. This had the effect of causing him to remain perfectly still and almost like a reward she made a little thrust. She repeated the motion a few times and then as her nail was halfway down his spine with his brain telling him there more time before the end, she thrust forward and buried the large latex cock into his body.
There was no real difference between how her long time ex-girlfriend reacted and the way her husband reacted, they came. The difference was her ex-girlfriend would flood whereas Paul squirted a jet of cum onto the floor, not waiting for him to adjust Christine then fucked, causing more spurts of cum from his cock. Withdrawing from her husband she pulled him to his feet and kissed him hard on his open mouth leaving him in no doubt who it was that had just fucked him.
Christine felt like liquid fire was burning through her veins and grabbing a passing man by his hard member she led him to the mattress and laid him on his back, his cock pointing up to the air. Straddling him in the reverse cowgirl position she sank down onto his cock, sighing with pleasure as his reasonable sized cock slide home. From the position she was in she knew that her husband would be getting a good view of the cock sliding in and out. Pointing to another man watching she indicated towards her pussy and even though she couldn't see all his face she sensed his confusion. She kept jabbing her finger towards the cock sliding in and out and it finally dawned on him what she wanted.
Christine could feel the second cock trying to get into her pussy and was now unsure if it would fit but the second man was now sure it would. He pushed harder giving a small grunt of approval as it slid home alongside the cock already in her pussy.
Kevin was pretty sure it was Christine who was riding him but as always with these things you were never a 100% sure, and he had no idea who the man on top was but could feel his cock rubbing against his. Stopping his movements he allowed the guy on top to drive in and out of Christine until he felt the man's cock swell and pump cum over his cock and into Christine. As she moaned with pleasure he pulled out and a small woman started to feast on the cum and juices oozing out of Christine and onto his balls. He couldn't thrust for fear of disturbing the woman and her tongue on his balls was driving him mad. Then he felt a slim finger invade his ass and he knew by the skilled way she found his prostrate and started to massage it that it was probably his wife. Within minutes he found himself shooting deep inside Christine and as his cock withdrew she sucked him dry before cleaning his cum out of Christine.
The next morning Christine could feel the bright sunlight streaming through the window and hit her face. Wondering what time it was and whether last night was all just a dream she slowly opened her eyes and looked straight into the smiling face of her husband. By the aching of her body she knew that last night wasn't a dream and then it dawned on her that this wasn't her bedroom, as she felt something hard digging into her back. It was then it dawned on her they were in Sally & Kevin's bed and as she watched the expression on her husband's face it changed as his eyes opened in shock & pleasure. She opened her mouth to speak but it turned into a moan of pleasure as she felt herself being opened as she was penetrated. Still trying to clear her sleep-addled brain she saw a hairy arm embrace her husband and looking down saw a slim manicured hand touch her hard nipples.
"Morning Christine," murmured the soft voice of Sally in her ear, "did you enjoy last night?"
"Yes very much," Christine moaned in reply, "no wonder you only do them once a month I ache everywhere."
"That's what you get for wearing an orange band," gasped her husband as Kevin slid fully home into his ass.
