My wife, Laurie, and I have been together since we were teenagers, married when I was 20 and she was 18. We have been married for 22 years now, and have both had a number of interesting sexual adventures. Since we married young, and had limited sexual experience, we agreed that an open relationship would be the best option for us to be able to learn and grow sexually without the temptation of cheating. Our only rule was there were to be no secrets; the other had to know when one was playing.
During the first six years of our marriage, before we had children, Laurie experienced about a dozen different lovers, and I had a few. I only got to watch and/or join with one of those men (my best friend), as she did not let on to the others that I knew what was happening. I, however, got to hear all the details afterward, and even experienced “sloppy-seconds” after a few of them. This really added spice and experience to our relationship. I would often have her describe one or more of her encounters while I fingered her or feasted on her always-wet pussy. This never failed to make me hard as an iron bar, and always led to really hot sex between us.
When we started having children, Laurie curtailed her activities, eventually stopping them altogether by the time our fourth child was born. Even though I would encourage her to explore, she said she no longer had the urge to have sex with others. She cited her weight gain from the pregnancies and not feeling right about living that lifestyle while being a mother as reasons. And, since we were in this “together”, I also stopped my activities with others, though I still had a strong interest in it, which was often fueled by the letters in your magazine.
Over the next ten years, our sex life was good, though somewhat predictable. I occasionally brought up the subject of opening our marriage, or swinging, to bring back the fire, but was usually met with resistance. Then, last year she started to show some interest in playing again, but only in conversation. She still maintained that she couldn’t “do that again”, even though she admitted it was fun in the past. I maintained hope that I could fan the spark of interest into a flame, but wasn’t holding my breath.
On New Year’s Eve of this year we were invited to a friend’s house for small party. Randy and Laura are a married couple like us, with four children. Randy is a laid-back guy in his mid-fifties who is intelligent and easy to talk to, and Laura is a bubbly blonde in her mid-thirties who enjoys flirting. She and I had flirted innocently in the past and I looked forward to flirting with her at the party, but had no notion of going further.
The four of us, along with a few of their neighbors, enjoyed the party greatly, consuming a good amount of Randy’s homemade wine, plenty of beer, and several tequila shooters. Laura flirted heavily with me and a few of the others, even whispering “tonight’s the night” in my ear while groping my crotch. Her actions didn’t bother Laurie since they were good friends. In fact, I noticed Laurie getting caught up in the fun and doing some flirting of her own. Again, I thought nothing of the flirting, because I didn’t expect anything to happen.
Just after midnight three men who were friends of Laura and Randy showed up. I didn’t know any of them, but Laurie had met them previously through Laura. They were drunk from another party when they arrived and joined right in the revelry. We talked, joked, played darts, and drank for the next few hours. Laurie talked a lot with one of the guys, whose name is Gabe.
Randy and Laura do not allow smoking in their house because one of their children has asthma, so smokers went to Randy’s wine cellar, which is vented to the outside, for a cigarette when they wanted one. At one point, I noticed Laurie and Gabe had been missing from the room for about 15 minutes. I was told that Gabe went for a smoke and Laurie, who doesn’t smoke, went with him to continue their conversation. When they returned, I noticed a sparkle in her eyes and a glow on her, but wrote if off as a side-effect of her drinking.
Near 3:00am the party started to break up. The neighbors went home, and the rest of us were given blankets to crash on the floor, since we were in no condition to drive. Randy went upstairs to bed, but Laura decided to crash on the floor with the rest of us. I ended up lying between Laura and Laurie on the floor, snuggling off and on with both of them. Sometime after we had all fallen asleep I woke to find Laurie not beside me. I assumed she went to use the bathroom and waited for her to return. At one point I thought I heard kissing and then the sound of a wet blowjob going on in the hallway just outside the rec-room, but wasn’t sure. After waiting awake for Laurie a few more minutes, I decided to check the bathroom to see if she was alright. When I got to the bathroom, it was empty, so puzzled I continued on.
When I got to the door of Randy’s wine cellar, I heard moaning and a soft rhythmic slapping sound. Not believing my ears, I opened the door. The soft glow of the light from the hallway illuminated my naked wife bent over, with Gabe enthusiastically fucking her from behind with a cock that looked to be nearly 2 inches longer than mine. Even in my drunken state, my cock sprang to attention, giving me one of the strongest hardons I had experienced in years. Gabe and Laurie were noticeably shocked. Bboth of them exclaimed, “Oh my God!”, and tryied to cover themselves up. I stepped into the room, leaving the door ajar just enough to let some light in, and said, “Can I join?”, while unfastening my pants. Fearing my anger, neither of them made a move, until I asked again if I could join and put my hands on Laurie’s shoulders, urging her to go down on me. She opened her mouth and hungrily began giving me one of the hottest blowjobs ever. This convinced Gabe that I wasn’t angry, so he moved back into place behind her and pushed his 8-inch cock back into her pussy. It made a wet, sloppy sound as it filled her up, and she moaned loudly around my prick. While he was pounding her, he fondled her swinging 38D breasts, causing her to moan more when he pinched her large nipples.
Gabe fucked my wife deeply for several minutes, commenting on her wet, tight pussy, and saying how hot ,and what a good girl she was. Then, he pulled out and turned her around saying, “you fuck your wife”. I was only too happy to sink my cock where his had just been, while watching her orally worship his big prong. She worked on his cock like there was no tomorrow. As soon as I plunged into her pussy, I could tell I was not only fucking in her hot juices, but also a load of his sticky cum. Knowing he had already cum in her and seeing her slobber on his hardon made me fuck her even harder. After a few minutes of fucking, I slid my thumb into her asshole, which always brings her off. At that time, I discovered my surprises were not over for the night. Her asshole was stretched and full of sticky cum, too! I was the only man who had ever fucked her ass, but not anymore!! This drove me totally wild and I came uncontrollably, adding a huge load to the one already in her pussy. As soon as I finished, she spun around and knelt down to clean off my spent dick and keep it from going soft. While she was kneeling and sucking me, I reached down to finger her and found that Gabe had slid under her and pushed his penis into her from below. The feeling of her pussy stretched around his hard cock was incredible. He fucked her hard like this for a few minutes, and then grunted several times as he filled her pussy with its third load of the night.
As Gabe lay exhausted on the floor, Laurie turned and cleaned off his now-limp cock. Since I was still hard, I took the opportunity to slide into her tight, but well-used, and well-lubed backside. The feeling was unbelievable, and intensified by the feeling of my balls slapping into the cum that was running out of her pussy. After a few minutes of this Laurie announce that she was getting dizzy from all her orgasms and needed to stop, so I reluctantly pulled out. However, I was so close to cumming that I sprayed all over her face and breasts with just a few strokes of my hand.
The three of us then cleaned up and got dressed. We emerged from the wine cellar to find the sun rising for the first time of the New Year. All of the others were still asleep, but awoke shortly. Laurie and I gathered our things and headed home, tired but extremely satisfied. On the way home we talked about what happened and agreed it had been exciting and exhilarating. Laurie admitted that her disappearance earlier had resulted in her giving Gabe what she called an awesome blowjob and swallowing a large load of his cum. She also admitted that he had already fucked, and came in, her pussy and asshole before I discovered them.
We discussed repeating the experience and/or having others. I told Laurie I didn’t expect or want her to be with a different man every week, but I wanted to expand our circle of friends and expand our horizons to include some adult fun once in a while. She agreed to try it, as long as it was kept away from our family and current friends. Since then, nothing is the same as it was. We have joined a small swing club in a nearby town and have made some new friends, both in and out of the bedroom. We have had a handful of very hot threesomes, and Laurie has experienced the touch of another woman for the first time while I watched, which was a hot experience in itself. We haven’t repeated with Gabe, but Laurie said she would welcome it if the opportunity presented itself.
This was not our first experience, but it was one of the most exciting, and the most unexpected. The fun that this chance turn of events has led to makes me want to share it with your readers. I have a feeling there will be other letters to follow this one.