A Special Barbecue

Literotic asexstories – A Special Barbecue by susurrus,susurrus
I’m not sure these warnings do any good but:..

This is a story about bisexual swingers. This means the guys fuck the guys, too. If that notion bothers you, please back out now.

For those of you who are intrigued or excited by the prospect of no-limits sex, enjoy…

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“George, honey, where are you? We’re already fifteen minutes late!”

I stepped into my swim shorts.

“Christ, Ines, you know we won’t be the last ones there,” I called from the bedroom, “you know Steve thinks he needs to make an entrance.”

My wife’s blond head poked itself around the door jamb.

“Maybe so, but you aren’t Steve, are you?”

I stepped over and gave her a peck on the lips. “What, you disappointed?”

Ines turned bright red. I knew she had a married woman’s crush on my old college roomie. Why not, he was a good looking guy. Some kind of Polynesian/Oceania heritage. I never met his folks. Best description I’ve ever come up with for him is a poor-man’s cross between Duane Johnson and Jason Momoa. Not screamingly good-looking, but the exotic part made up for it.

“No,” she sputtered, flustered as all get out. I found it charming when she got this way. Nice to know your almost-forty-year-old wife still could harbor schoolgirl thoughts, and still could act like one.

I pulled her in to me. I was shirtless. We were going to a pool party, what was the point of a shirt? “You mean you aren’t going to stare at his bulge when he shows up in nothing but a Speedo? Don’t think I haven’t noticed.”

Ines’ color deepened. “I… now, wait a… I never…”

I laughed and hugged her. “It’s okay. I’m only teasing. Steve wears those things cause he’s got the physique to pull it off. Besides, he’s a showoff and knows we’re all looking.”

Yeah, I knew what Steve was packing. Shit, three years living with the guy, it’s kind of hard not to be exposed to the sight of his junk somewhere along the line.

“I’m ready to go now,” I said, smiling into my wife’s eyes.

I almost said “smiling down into my wife’s eyes.” Did I forget to mention my wife’s nearly as tall as I am? Not that I’m a giant, but I stand a little over six feet, and Ines tops out a touch under. Still, for all that, she’s a finely formed woman. Fills out a swimsuit quite nicely, if I do say so myself. I’ve noticed her getting noticed. Too bad she’s too shy to really appreciate it the way she should. Oh well. At least she isn’t an all-out prude.

We loaded up part of our contribution to the evening’s festivities in a carry bag, I grabbed the case of cans and we began the walk to Kat and Gene’s.

Our little triad consisted of couples, with links to college. Steve and I were roommates, while Steve’s wife, Darcy, and Kat had been. Kat and I had dated a little during that time, and it was there I learned what a wild woman she could be in the sack. Wow. It may sound weird, my being a horny college kid at the time, but after a few months, it got to be more than I could handle. Of course, it didn’t help that Kat knew Steve was bi, and kept asking me if we ever spent any “time” together, if you know what I mean. Okay, she asked me if I’d sucked his cock, or if he’d sucked mine, did we fuck each other, that kind of thing. At the time, it embarrassed me. He hadn’t made any moves on me, but he didn’t hide the fact that he swung both ways, either.

It only took a few minutes to walk to Kat and Gene’s. They just lived down the block and around the corner on the cul-de-sac. In fact, they owned all the property on the cul-de-sac. Both of them had very lucrative jobs, and they’d purchased the land before the area got so built up. They planted the land in trees and other shrubbery, so essentially, they had total privacy, right there in otherwise crowded suburbia.

They also were the only people with a pool for blocks around, so their place was typically where we tended to congregate.

We could smell the place long before we got there. Gene wasn’t the manliest of men most days, but he was definitely pitmaster extraordinaire. He could do things with a grill that would put a master chef to shame, in my humble opinion.

Kat got up from her lounger when we arrived and gave us each a hug and a kiss on the lips. It had taken Ines aback the first couple times it had happened, but eventually got used to it. More than once I’d caught Gene watching this occur, and wondered what he really thought about it. I mean, I knew who was the real person in charge in their home, I just wasn’t entirely sure how deep his subservience to her went.

Kat being Kat, the bikini she wore might as well have not existed. Three minute patches of neon pink fabric covered her nipples and pussy, all of it held together by what may as well have been dental floss. Still, she kept herself in shape, so the overall effect was exactly what she intended it to be.

“It’s so good of you to make it,” she gushed. “As you can see. Steven intends on making an “entrance” as usual. If that boy wasn’t bi, I’d swear he was a queen.”

“Thanks for the invite,” I returned. It wasn’t lost on me that Kat still kept her hands on us both. Gene was watching, glancing occasionally to the grill, but mostly observing his wife interacting in a pseudo-sexual way with other people… the way she did with almost everyone.

Well, everyone outside of her work, that is. I couldn’t imagine her being able to get so touchy-feely with her clients. As a psychologist, my guess was that some degree of distance was required. Considering how much contact she seems to want to have with practically everyone she met, my suspicion was that that distance was why she got so “handsy” when not in a clinical setting.

“What do we have here?” Kat asked, taking the bag with the three bottles of wine and the case of beer from us. “Genie, they brought beverages!”

Like that was a surprise. We always brought drinks to these things. For whatever reason, the shindigs were seldom at our place, which was just fine. Kat and Gene had far more room, anyhow. It had just become an unwritten rule: George and Ines bring the drinks, Steve and Darcy bring sides and dessert, Kat and Eugene supply the entrée.

I cracked a beer and carried it over to Gene, who took it with a smile.

“So, we taking any bets on when Steve’s going to show?” I started as I brought my own can to my lips and took a drink.

Gene looked thoughtful a moment, then lifted a steak and glanced at its underside.

“My guess is any minute. Steve has an uncanny ability to appear almost exactly two minutes before the meat’s ready.”

As if on cue, the high-pitched voice of the man known as Steve was heard beyond the fence.

Yes, I said high-pitched. While my comparisons earlier were The Rock and Khal Drogo, think more Mike Tyson in the voice department.

“The moment you’ve all been waiting for: eight-and-a-half inches of brown amazing and the 36D wonder have arrived.”

Yeah, Steve’s about as subtle as a charging elephant. Good thing I know him from way back. Just like Kat, Steve wears his sexuality on his sleeve… when he wears them anyway.

Then the man paraded in. He’d outdone himself this time. A Speedo or its like was not unusual attire for him at these things. While his body wasn’t quite as hard as it had been back in the day, he still hadn’t let himself go to flab. The only thing he wore was a white thong pouch. Nothing was left to the imagination.

Steven’s wife Darcy was almost a direct contrast to him. Where he was tall, she was short. She only barely crossed the five-foot mark, to the best of my knowledge. Her dark, dark chocolate skin was an inheritance from her parents, who’d come here directly from Africa: one of the “N” countries, I think, don’t remember for sure.

Regardless, she was a beauty, who tended a little on the rounder side. Not fat mind you, but not emaciated either. She wore a white bikini to accent her husband’s.

Okay, from all the innuendo and scanty clothing, I bet you’re thinking we got together at these things to fuck. I won’t say there isn’t a lot of sexual tension in the air, but so far, to the best of my knowledge, everybody’s kept it in their pants.

“Right on time,” Gene said with a head shake.

A glance to Ines and Kat showed they both were admiring the way Steve filled out that little pouch. It seemed Darcy was getting some attention, too. I know I could appreciate what she was willing to put out there for general consumption, and from the look of it, Gene wasn’t having any problem with it, either. Her deep black hair was in a thick braid that she wore over one shoulder, and it hung nearly to the thin cord that kept her skimpy thong on.

“Now that Steve and Darcy are here,” Gene announced, “we can eat.” He then started pulling everything off the grill, then turned it off.

As always, the food was delicious, and the conversation was good, too.

At one point, Kat laid down her fork and gave my wife a stern look.

“Ines, honey, why do you always dress like an old lady? With a body like yours, it should be shown off.”

My wife nearly choked on the food in her mouth. “What? What do you mean?”

Kat stood. “I mean, look at me. Look at Darcy. Do you see us all shy and embarrassed by our bodies? No, we’re proud to be women. You should be, too.”

Ines finally swallowed. “I like being a woman. I thought this suit showed me off pretty well.”

“Pretty well if you’re hosting a pool party for a bunch of eight-year-olds,” Kat scoffed. “Look around you, darling. Does anyone here look like a little kid? Of course not!”

She came around the table and stood beside my wife’s chair, holding out a hand.

“Come with me. I’ve got just the thing for you inside.”

Ines looked to me in panic. I just shrugged. “You know she’s just going to hound you until you go with her.”

“He’s right, ‘Nez. I’m not taking no for an answer.” Kat’s hand hadn’t moved.

With one more pleading look in my direction, she reluctantly laid her hand in Kat’s palm and let herself be led away.

Now, if you haven’t gathered yet, while my wife’s a knockout, she isn’t the most adventurous woman in the world. She can be led, she can be coaxed, but she needs help to get beyond her typical comfort level. Once she’s there, she enjoys herself, but poking around in the gloom of the unknown makes her reluctant.

With those two gone, the conversation started up again. A glance in Darcy’s direction showed some new additions to her bikini top.

She saw me notice and smiled.

“It’s been a while since I’ve had three sexy men to myself,” she purred, with a lick of her lips. “Not since that time at the resort a couple years ago, anyway.”

Did I forget to mention that Steve and Darcy are both nudists and swingers? Neither are hesitant to talk about their vacations and the people they meet there… and the antics they get up to. I have to admit, I love hearing their stories. I’d love to join them on one of their trips, but I’d never convince Ines, and I’d never go without her.

Steve laughed, “Too bad that’s not going to happen tonight, baby. You know how I love watching you take on more than one cock.”

Darcy grinned ear-to-ear and leaned over to kiss her husband. “As much as I love watching you do the same, big man.”

I can’t say I was turned off by their implication of Steve’s bisexuality. I can’t say I was turned on. I’d known of his interest in either gender, separately or together, for years. My feelings on the matter for me, personally, were complex. Couldn’t say it’d never happen, but I wasn’t sure I’d be able to go through with it if the opportunity came up.

“You just like watching because you know eventually all those cocks are going to want a wet, willing pussy,” Steve burbled back to her.

“Nothing wrong with that, big man,” Darcy purred back.

About this time, Kat returned with my wife in tow.

Holy fuck!

Kat had put my Ines in a bikini that was just as nonexistent as her own. The difference was that the teeny, tiny little panels were blue mesh. Nothing was left to the imagination. She might as well have been nude.

I wasn’t complaining, though.

Neither was anyone else.

Darcy was the first of us to say something. Us guys were speechless.

“Damn, ‘Nez, if I’d have known that was under all those one-pieces, I’d have made a move on you years ago.”

There was a mental image I didn’t want out of my mind.

Something else that I noticed: the landing strip my wife usually maintained above her pussy slit was gone. With a bikini such as the one she had on, any hair would have ruined the effect. I immediately wondered who’d done the shaving.

“You can come over here and sit on my lap,” Steve teased.

Ines blushed. The red went nearly to her nipples (which were stiff enough, the top probably didn’t need the skinny little straps to hold it up) and she looked like she might turn around and dash back into the house.

“Thanks, everybody,” my wife said sheepishly, after a moment to assimilate. “I never thought anybody’d want to see this much of me.”

Reaching for her hand, I pulled her closer. “I’ve been telling you for years.”

She scoffed, “You have to. It’s the law.”

Gene spoke up. It was unusual for him to say much unprompted, so everyone, including Kat, stopped, stunned.

“I think you look absolutely spectacular,” he said in a voice that shook slightly.

Sliding my hands around my wife’s bare ass, I said up to her: “It’s unanimous. We can put away all your one pieces and you and Kat can shop for new bikinis.”

Kat stepped over and put a hand next to mine on Ines’ butt cheek. “We can make it a girl’s day out. I’m sure Darcy would love to come along.”

“Sure would,” the stunning black woman agreed. The thought of these two corrupting my wife both frightened and aroused me.

“It’s a date,” Kat then stretched up and kissed Ines full on the mouth. It wasn’t one of her “welcome” kisses. This was a “given the chance, I want to make you scream in orgasm” kisses.

Ines was surprised by the kiss, that was pretty obvious. We all knew Kat was bi. I’d known since we dated back in the day, and she wasn’t shy about letting others know. It actually surprised me she and Steve hadn’t hooked up long ago. However, Steve had managed to find a kindred spirit in Darcy.

So, to the best of my knowledge, of our little sextet, there were three out-and-out bisexuals: Kat, Steve and Darcy. Gene, I figured, got dragged into situations by his wife — yes, they were swingers, too — so it wasn’t too much of a stretch to believe that Gene had received orders from his wife to suck cock on occasion, maybe take it a little further, if you catch my drift.

Which left Ines and me.

As I’ve said, Ines is shy. She likes the status quo. It’s kind of surprised me for years now that she hasn’t been freaked out by all the sexual innuendo and obvious erotic tension in the air when the six of us get together. However, as I’ve stated, she can be wheedled into stepping past her comfortable circle. When she does, she’s always enjoyed herself, but it’s getting her to take the plunge, since she won’t do it on her own.

Me? Like I’ve told you: I’ve known Steve a long time. I couldn’t have been his roommate all those years, much less his friend, if his sexuality was problematic for me. I’m not against his chosen lifestyle, I just don’t know if I could do what he does with such ease.

Ines stood there a few beats after Kat stopped kissing her. All attention was on her, the most avid was mine. Kat had never made a move on anyone at these things. Oh, she was “overly friendly,” shall we say, but never this overt. I had a hunch all these years of tension and innuendo had reached a breaking point.

When my wife turned to Kat, there was shock on her face. Her breathing was labored. It was as if I could see something crackling between them. I expected an explosion.

Instead…

My wife grabbed Kat and kissed her like they were long lost lovers. Breasts mashed together and hands groped. There was no space between the women as they ground their hips against one another.

“I think dinner is over,” Steve said plainly, a glint in his eye and a crooked smile on his face.

“I want some of that,” Darcy growled, getting up from her seat and joining the other two in a three-way kiss.

My god, this was not what I’d expected when we got ready for this get-together. My cock was harder than hard. A glance to Gene showed he was just as enamored of the sight as I was. Steve just smiled.

“Never gets old, boys,” he told us admiringly. “Just something about women makes it hotter.”

Kat backed up just long enough to say: “Don’t let us girls have all the fun. Why don’t you boys show us what you can do?”

My breath hitched. Kat had talked us into several things over the years – a ski trip where I broke my arm in two places, for example — but this was new. I knew she was hyper-sexual, and, shall we say: bossy, but she’d never suggested we do anything quite like this.

Steve didn’t hesitate. He got up and laid a big kiss on Gene, his big brown hand closing over the bulge in Gene’s shorts.

I wasn’t sure what to do. Was I turned off? Not in the least. I was hornier than I’d been when I was a teenager. What I really wanted to do was watch my wife pull the lezzie bit with our friends.

Kat wasn’t satisfied with just letting me sit, though.

“Georgie, you remember all those times in college where I asked you if you’d sucked your roommate’s big Polynesian cock? Show me.”

I hesitated. However, next my Ines pulled her lips away from Darcy’s dark, beautiful neck long enough to say, “Please, baby, let me see it. I want you to.”

Holy fuck. Who the hell replaced my wife with the sex goddess?

As if hypnotized, I found myself rising from my chair and stepping over to the big, dark man. Reaching for the pouch holding his prized possession, I pulled it to the side and let its contents spill out. Fuck, if anything, it was even bigger than I remembered. Only semi-hard and it was already as big as my cock, fully erect. His balls were shaven, nearly twice the size of mine, and hung quite a bit lower. If I had a definition of a perfect cock, it wasn’t too much of a stretch to say this was it.

While I was mesmerized by the manhood before me, I managed to look away and back at the girls. All three stood in rapt anticipation. Ines in particular was hypnotized.

Well, shit. There was no way I was going to disappoint my woman, especially when it was evident she wanted to see this. Or, maybe that look was just getting to see the cock she’d fantasized about all these years in the flesh. I couldn’t be sure.

Nevertheless, I kept my gaze locked on my wife’s as I opened my mouth and leaned toward Steve’s growing erection. When the corner of Ines’ lower lip disappeared beneath her teeth, I knew there was no backing out.

Slowly, I closed my lips over the head of Steve’s “eight-and-a-half inches of amazing.” It may have been my imagination, but I think my wife might have had a small orgasm when I became a cocksucker.

I didn’t mind it. It was far, far different from going down on a woman, that was for sure… for obvious reasons.

Ines couldn’t stop staring. Her eyes had gone wide. She was apparently as shocked to see me acquiesce to this as I had been to see her attack Kat earlier.

Back and forth I went, taking a little more each time. There was no way I was going to deep throat this thing. I could barely keep my jaw open wide enough to keep from doing him harm.

After a minute or so, I backed off from Steve and gave Ines a little “come here” nod.

My wife glanced uncertainly at Kat, then Darcy. Kat just smiled. Darcy added, “Show my man what you’re made of, baby.”

In a trance, Ines padded over and knelt beside me. I still couldn’t get over how hot she looked in that tiny, TINY bikini.

“Now’s your chance, honey,” I said quietly as I held the big cock in my wife’s direction. I wanted to see it, and yet some part of me was hesitant. I’d never shared my women before, in any relationship. This would be the first time. Once the line was crossed, there was no un-crossing it. Of course, I’d already sucked his cock. Why was I so worried? This was different than me sucking him, wasn’t it?

In SO many ways…

And yet, was it really?

Fuck. I had to get out of my damn head. Ines was a fraction away from getting her fantasy cock and I was worrying what it might mean for us. Ines wasn’t going to be leaving me for Steve. Steve was already taken, and Darcy wasn’t going to give him up, I was pretty sure.

When my wife’s mouth closed over Steve’s big cock head, the flash of jealousy I felt fled as quickly as it had arrived. Yes, I’d seen my Ines giving head hundreds of times, but every one of those times it had been with me. Watching her on another cock was like watching your favorite porn star doing what she does best. And she was.

For well over a minute, I watched my wife fulfilling a fantasy she’d harbored since the day I introduced her to my college roommate. She bobbed up and back on Steve’s big hard-on, circling his hanging balls with a finger and thumb and gently tugging them toward his knees while she sucked and licked.

What impressed me most was how much of that monster cock she was taking. I was damn sure it was quite a bit more than I’d been able to manage, but reasoned she’d had more cock sucking practice than I had.

Regardless, I was loving the show. Ines has always enjoyed sucking my cock, and she was illustrating that it wasn’t just mine she loved.

After she’d demonstrated her love for fellatio to our whole group, she finally backed away and looked up at Steve, who was just smiling down on us both. She then turned to me with an unreadable look. This lasted a couple seconds, until she leaned in to me, kissing me with a passion she hadn’t exhibited in a long time.

While we kissed, somebody — I assumed Steve — untied Ines’ bikini and pulled it away, leaving her nude.

Kat had watched all this with avid interest.

I expected Ines to squeal and run away in embarrassment at her tits being exposed to our friends, but hell, she’d been practically nude already, so what did it matter? In fact, if anything, she kissed me even harder.

After a little bit, my wife backed away and said to the voyeurs around her:

“Well, geez, guys, are Steve and I going to be the only ones naked here?”

I hadn’t imagined my Ines ever saying anything like that. Those words got my cock hard in seconds, and I frantically slicked off my shorts to show it off.

Kat and Darcy had already gotten rid of their meager coverings, and Gene untied his trunks and just let them hit the pavement.

Reaching over, I untied my wife’s bikini bottom and carefully pulled it away, not knowing how fragile it actually might be.

As I’ve mentioned, there was almost always a tinge of erotic tension during our get togethers, but it’d never come to anything. Now that something had happened, I suspected our meetings would never again be the same.

Darcy and Kat were making out and Gene stood back, watching our two groups, his hand slowly stroking a rather impressive hard-on.

Ines was watching the women, too, her attention drawn away from cock sucking for the moment.

“That might be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in person” I said breathlessly.

“Oh, I don’t know about that,” Ines told me. “I really loved seeing you sucking Steve.”

“Your wanting to see it is what made me willing to do it.

“You know what would make that even hotter?” I asked, pointing to Kat and Darcy’s lip lock, “…if you were a part of it.”

“You like seeing me with other women, huh?” my wife asked slyly.

“As much as you like seeing me with a man’s cock,” I replied.

Ines glanced longingly at Steve’s erection then back at me. She then looked over at her girlfriends and got up, putting a hand on each of their asses, leaning in and making it a three-way tongue kiss.

While I watched my wife kissing two other women, I was vaguely aware of another body joining Steve’s. When I turned, Gene’s cock was right beside Steve’s.

Looking up, Steve grinned ear-to-ear, and Gene just said, “Go for it, man. Nobody here’s gonna judge or tell you no.”

With an inward shrug, I leaned forward and switched back and forth from one of my friends’ cocks to the other.

After a few minutes of exercising my newfound cock sucking ability, I heard from the ladies:

“Nothing hotter than a man letting his hangups go.” It was Kat’s voice.

Darcy followed that with, “Got that right. Unlike what some people think, a man sucking cock is a fucking turn-on. What do you say, ‘Nez?”

My wife’s voice came in. “Up until a few minutes ago, I hadn’t given it any thought. Now that I’ve seen it with my own eyes, I can tell you: I don’t think I’ve ever been wetter.”

Kat laughed. Hearing how much this was arousing my previously restrained wife, I didn’t stop, but just kept sucking our friends’ cocks.

“Know what, though, girls,” Darcy added, “I’m starting to get jealous of George. My pussy’s feeling the need to get stretched out by one of those big cocks over there. I love you ladies and hope to taste you both — especially you, Ines — but I need to get fucked.”

Next thing I knew, Gene was backing away, I assumed being led away by Steve’s wife.

Then Steve was taken away by Kat, leaving me and Ines alone out on the patio by ourselves.

Getting up, I pulled my wife in close, pressing my hard-on against her stomach and my lips against hers.

When we came up for air, I said with a smirk, “You might want to be careful: you’re kissing a man who’s been sucking cock.”

Ines grinned. “You’ve been kissing a woman who’s been sucking cock for years now. Hasn’t harmed you in the least, so I’m not afraid.”

I chuckled, then asked, “You okay with what’s going on? I have to admit, it’s happening awful fast.”

Ines looked at me seriously. “I agree. Do you want to go home? If you didn’t notice, the girls didn’t grab their own husbands. I don’t know how far I’m ready to take all this.”

I looked back just as seriously.

“Do you want to leave? I kicked down a pretty hefty wall already. Your reaction was worth it, though.”

Ines pressed up closer. “That was hot. I didn’t think you’d go through with it.”

Moving back a little, I glanced to my hard-on. “Well, I think you can see what I thought about the whole deal. Watching you kiss Darcy and Kat was damn arousing, too.”

Ines gave a little laugh. “It sounded to me like Darcy wants to do more than kiss.”

My cock gave a little surge at the implication. “Think you’re up for something like that? I gotta admit, having found at least a fledgling bi side myself, the idea of you experimenting with yours is a a hell of a turn-on.”

Ines smiled shyly. “I don’t know, but we’ll never find out out here, will we?”

“You’re right, we won’t. Are you saying we aren’t going home?”

My wife smiled. “Let’s see if we can’t knock down another wall or two, huh?”

I held out my hand. “Let’s go see what our friends are up to, then.”

We went inside. There was no one downstairs, so we headed up to the bedrooms.

It didn’t take much exploring to find where everybody else was. Our ears led us right to the action.

And what action it was. Darcy’s chin rested comfortably against Gene’s balls while Steve lapped happily at Kat’s glistening slit.

Gene saw us in the doorway and waved.

“Glad you decided to join us. Kat was afraid we’d scared you off.”

“Not yet,” I replied. “We’ve known you for too long to get freaked out quite so soon.”

Ines added, “We’re just not sure how far we’re willing to go right now, though.”

Kat’s head popped up. “No problem. You’re welcome to go as far as you like, but don’t do anything you aren’t completely comfortable with. No pressure.”

I laughed, “Aside from the pressure you already exerted outside, you mean?”

Kat waved that away.

“That was just a gentle nudge to see if you were amenable. You could have said no. Besides, Ines has been teasing us with that body in her cover-ups all these years, it was about time she showed us how beautiful she is, instead of just hinting at it.”

Steve must have thought Kat wasn’t paying enough attention to his tongue on her pussy, because she suddenly gave a gasp which caused her to grab his head, just as she began to shudder and moan in orgasm.

Steve got up and shot us a smile.

“That’s one,” he said, “let’s see if she doesn’t have another if I do this…”

And without touching his hard on, he lined up and shoved balls-deep into Kat’s soaking wet cunt.

I wasn’t sure, but you could have easily convinced me she came again when Steve’s length hit bottom.

As his wife howled, Gene glanced over languidly and muttered, “Oh yeah, Steve, fuck my slut. I’ve fucked her four times in the last five days and she still wants more.”

Darcy pulled off Gene’s cock and said, “She isn’t the only pussy that needs filling right now.” With that, the beautiful black woman climbed up and sank herself down onto Gene’s standing cock.

Porn is one thing. Seeing people fuck live is entirely another. Watching people you actually know fuck is a step above that.

I looked over to Ines to gauge her reaction to the live sex show before us. To my delight, her gaze was intent, torn between which couple to concentrate on and deciding to try to give each equal time.

I placed a hand on her ass while she enjoyed the show. When she felt my touch, she glanced my way in sudden surprise, but gave a slow smile after a second.

“I never thought this could be such a turn-on,” she murmured, her gaze turning back to the fucking before us. “I still don’t want to watch porn with you, but this is different.”

“I was just thinking the same thing,” I responded. A couple heartbeats went by and I added: “We don’t have to just watch, if you get my meaning.”

Ines turned from her voyeuristic enjoyment and looked me in the eyes. “You mean you aren’t sick of sex with your boring old wife?”

Turning squarely to my gorgeous, nude woman, I placed a hand on each of her hips, then pulled her closer, letting my hands slide to her glorious ass. “Let’s show our swinger friends you’re anything but boring.”

A brief flash of fear swept over Ines’ face. It disappeared almost immediately,

replaced by an evil, UN-Ines like smirk.

“Turn around and bend over, honey.”

I stood there a moment, stunned. That wasn’t what I’d expected my wife to say. Can’t say what I did expect, but I can say with absolute certainty that sure as hell wasn’t it.

My imagination was already overwhelmed, so much I couldn’t guess what she had in mind. Still, I let go of Ines’ ass, turned, then bent at the waist, resting my hands on my knees. In this position, my asshole felt really exposed and vulnerable. My imagination’s light began to flicker, and suddenly I felt hands on my ass cheeks, followed by the alien, yet indescribably incredible feeling of what I could only guess was my Ines’s tongue flickering over my anal pucker.

A gasp and a groan burst involuntarily from my mouth as I received my first ever rimjob. Of all the sexual acts I could have dreamed my wife coming up with, this wasn’t even on my radar. Now that it was happening, I never wanted it to stop.

I couldn’t stay quiet. The sensations emanating from my butt wouldn’t allow silence.

“First time, buddy?” Steve’s voice came to me.

I couldn’t look up from my position, but only managed to groan, “Uh huh.”

“You never forget your first. Looks like Ines is taking a bulldozer to those walls you talked about.”

“God damn,” I gasped. “This is gonna make me cum.”

It was true. My cock hadn’t been touched, but the intensity of the unusual sensations I was receiving was rocketing me toward orgasm.

“Do you want to cum?” Darcy asked. Apparently the others had stopped what they were doing to watch us, rather than us watching them.

“Dunno,” I gasped. While I always wanted my Ines to know how good she could make me feel, I was afraid if I came, it would take me out of the action for the time it took to recover. I didn’t want to miss a thing.

“If you’re that close, you might want to choose quick, then,” Kat chimed in.

A pause, then Kat added, “Oo, Genie, can you slide yourself under George’s cock? I want to see him to cum on your cock and balls.”

Ines kept her tongue dancing over my asshole while Gene came over and positioned himself in front of my aching hard-on.

“Now, Georgie, let ‘ er fly. Cum on my husband’s cock,” Kat ordered.

Ines stopped long enough to emphasize: “God yes, George, cum on Gene’s cock.”

As before, I wasn’t about to deny my wife when she had already destroyed so many walls in so little time. And anyhow, hearing such encouragement in my wife’s voice, I wasn’t about to disappoint.

I let the orgasm wash over me. It was a climax sensation unlike any I’d ever experienced before. It was the first time I’d cum with no stimulation of my cock whatsoever. I didn’t know it was possible.

When it was over, I was spent. The exhaustion was body-wide. And yet, I knew I wasn’t done.

Straightening, I turned to look at my Ines. She had a huge, naughty smile on her face. She knew she’d done something kinky, taboo. And she was proud of it. Her gaze went from me to Gene.

Gene’s cock was only semi-erect, but most notable was 8that it dripped with the jizz I’d shot all over it.

“Clean him up, guys,” Kat urged.

“Yeah, lick it up, you two,” Darcy added.

“If you’ve never tasted cum, your own’s a good place to start,” Steve assured me.

“Looks good to me,” Ines said. “C’mon, let’s knock down another wall, George. You can add ‘cum eater’ to ‘cocksucker.'”

“If you’ll add ‘cunt licker’ to your resume,” I bargained.

“Deal,” Ines agreed with an ear-to-ear grin.

My cock, which had begun to shrink after my orgasm, gave a surge, to tell me it wasn’t done yet.

With the anticipation of seeing my wife’s face between another woman’s legs bounding through my mind’s eye, I lowered to my knees beside her, then pulled Gene toward us.

Ines wasted no time. She was hornier than I’d ever seen her before. She immediately began lapping my cum from Gene’s balls.

I took a moment, but only a moment, to admire the cock-raising sight of my wife with her face in another man’s genitals. Gene’s cock was still thoroughly coated with jizz, and suddenly I felt everyone’s anticipation push me to lean in and start to lap my semen off Gene’s growing cock.

I suspected my diet affected the flavor, and the texture — or lack thereof — was definitely an acquired taste. Given those observations, I had to give my wife major props for having dealt with it so appreciatively all these years. Still, it wasn’t that I hated it or anything. The suspicion was that, had I gone right to lapping it up instead of having had a discussion about it and letting it cool, it would have been more pleasant. I found myself thinking I’d have to try it a little more immediately after cumming next time.

It was fun, licking and sucking cock with my wife. Gene must have enjoyed it, too, because he’d gone back to full hardness before we had him anywhere close to cleaned up.

There are a lot of jokes out there about the male scrotum. I won’t get into them, as none of them applied to me at that moment. Gene had a nice pair of smooth-shaven balls, and I found myself enjoying fondling and sucking them as much as Ines did.

When Ines started sucking Gene’s cock in earnest, I felt hands pulling on my shoulders.

While I wanted to watch my wife in action, I turned to see Darcy looking sexy as could be. Steve and Kat were already fucking, and the beautiful dark-skinned vixen smiled and asked, “You gonna join them, or you want some one-on-one?”

I looked back at Ines. Her attitude had changed completely, because she waved me on, not taking her face out of Gene’s crotch.

“Looks like I’m yours,” I said, standing, my cock pointing straight at Steve’s wife.

Darcy laid back, throwing her legs wide. I’d never seen a black pussy except in pictures on the web, so I just stood there a moment, marveling.

“You gonna just gawk, or you gonna fuck? Gene’s cock s little bit ago was just an appetizer. Fuck me, George.”

It’d been a while since I’d heard a woman make that particular demand, using those words, so I wasted no time lining myself up with Darcy’s generously offered pussy, and with no effort, pushed forward to the hilt in one smooth, glorious stroke.

“Oh, fuck yes,” Darcy sighed, “that’s what I needed. I hope that load you blew a bit ago means you’ll last a good, long while, ’cause most guys who get their cocks in me lose it after only a minute or so…”

Before I had a chance to wonder what she meant by that, her cunt clenched around my cock.

An involuntary gasp of surprise burst from my lips. I’d never known a woman who could do that. One thing was sure: I didn’t want it to stop.

“Like that, Georgie?”

I could only moan.

Darcy smiled. “Haven’t met a man yet who didn’t like it. Just because you fuck on a regular basis doesn’t mean you have to have a loose hole. Once you find the right muscles, exercising them is fun.

“Now fuck, man. Show me what you give that gorgeous, ass-licking slut you married!”

So I did. I began to fuck Darcy like I truly had something to prove. It didn’t take long before we were both moaning shamelessly as we climbed toward a shattering climax.

I wasn’t sure if cumming was the norm in situations like this, and if it was, whether unloading inside my current partner was kosher or not.

The answer would have to come at another time, because suddenly, I sensed a presence beside me.

Kat stood there with my Ines.

“I think it’s time your wife earns that cuntlicking badge you mentioned earlier,” Kat stated. Ines looked nervous as hell. It appeared that this was a bigger hurdle for her than sucking cock had been for me.

I came to a halt, but kept myself buried in Darcy’s stupendous pussy. Ines couldn’t help but glance down at the sight of my cock being swallowed by Darcy’s cunt.

While my wife watched, I slowly withdrew, Darcy clenching those muscles she’d demonstrated. The sensation brought a moan from me, and Ines looked up into my face as I reluctantly pulled myself out of the most amazing pussy I’d ever been in.

“Lick him clean,” Darcy purred. “Taste your man with another woman’s flavor on him.”

“Please, baby,” I begged, “clean Darcy’s cunt off me before you get it from the source.”

Ines still seemed reluctant. I couldn’t know what was spinning through her mind. For all I knew, she was trying to decide how she felt about the fact I’d just been fucking another woman.

Pulling her to me, I kissed her, hard. She was stiff for a moment, then her entire body relaxed and she returned the erotic passion that coursed through the entire room.

“Taste me, baby,” I whispered when our lips finally parted.

Ines looked first at me, then down to my cock. It glistened with Darcy’s and my juices.

“Please,” I whispered. One more glance at me, then she started to sink toward the floor.

When she knelt, my hard-on inches from her nose, my wife leaned forward and extended her tongue to slowly lap me clean.

What had begun reluctantly eventually gained enthusiasm, until Ines was attacking my pussy-coated genitals until no part of my cock and balls had been neglected.

When she was satisfied she’d cleaned me, her mouth opened and she took me deeper down her throat than she’d ever managed before.

I’d have been happy to just stand there and get blown by my wife while our friends watched, but after only a few glorious seconds, Kat pulled her off me.

“Cock later, love. Pussy now.”

Ines looked longingly at my cock, then up at me.

“It’s okay, baby. I want to see you eat pussy. You’re going to love it. I know I do,” I told her, then stepped away so she could learn a different side of sex, just like I had when this evening started.

Ines looked up at Kat next, then down at Darcy, who hadn’t changed position since I’d pulled out of her.

My wife’s gaze turned to our friend’s exposed, glistening sex. For several seconds, she just looked. Then, a hand reached out and caressed.

My cock was stiff as could be, watching my wife explore a body with a form similar to her own.

“Kiss it,” Kat coaxed.

“Absolutely: kiss it,” I encouraged.

Gene and Steve stood next to one another to witness this first. Each had a hand gripping the other’s cock, that hand slowly stroking up and back.

My Ines finally leaned forward, her face approaching Darcy’s spectacular pussy. Then, her lips made contact.

Darcy purred. “That’s it, ‘Nez. Feels good from here.”

“Fuck, honey, that’s hands-down the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” I gushed. “Please, don’t stop now.”

Ines didn’t raise her head for further approval, but began to really pay attention to Darcy’s spectacular pussy.

After a minute or so passed, Kat straightened, then stepped over to me. Cupping my balls, my college girlfriend purred, “I think she likes it. Seems you each have had an awakening. It’s hot as fuck.”

She then stretched herself up toward me and laid a kiss on my lips that told me just how turned on she was by the whole situation. When she backed away, she gave me a naughty, knowing smile, then moved to where Steve and Gene stood, still stroking one another while watching my wife. Kat whispered something in Steve’s ear, which brought a grin to his face.

Releasing Gene’s cock, my college roomie went over to our wives and started to caress Darcy’s tits and Ines’ ass.

Darcy opened her eyes and smiled languidly up at him and nodded.

I wasn’t exactly sure what was happening until Steve shot me a wink then positioned himself at Ines’ raised ass.

A brief flash of jealousy swept through me, but before it had a chance to flare up and fuck the moment up, I felt a hand on my balls again, followed by a kiss on my ass.

Gene knelt in front of me, and just as he opened and took me expertly down his throat, Kat spread my ass, her tongue flicking over my hole right after.

At almost the same time, Steve’s hips thrust forward…

Ines let out a gasp at the feel of being penetrated by Steve’s big brown cock. It pretty well mirrored the gasp that came out of me at the sensation of being pleasured front and back at the same time.

Ines didn’t stay out of Darcy’s pussy for long, though, because a small dark hand reached out and pulled my wife’s head roughly back between her legs.

If I’d been told when I woke that morning that I’d be sucking cock and that my wife would be licking pussy and we’d be fucking outside our marriage before going to sleep again, I’d have laughed and shaken my head at the ludicrousness of such a notion. Sure, there was always plenty of sexual innuendo tossed around at these things, but it never led to anything…

At least, it never had before.

Now that something had happened, I suspected get — togethers with our friends were going to be a lot different than past gatherings had been.

I couldn’t see my wife’s face, but from the grunts and moans she sent through Darcy’s pussy, I got the distinct impression she liked what was happening at both ends.

I know I sure did.

Then, from behind me, Kat’s mouth left my asshole and I heard, “Hey, Georgie, that cock of yours ever fucked an ass?”

I had to admit I’d never had the pleasure. Ines and I had tried a few times, but she could never relax enough to get me in.

Kat stood and from somewhere produced a bottle of lube.

“If you don’t mind if it’s a male or a female ass, I think there’s one right there that would welcome getting fucked.”

She pointed the bottle at Steve’s pumping rear.

“Oh yeah man, give it to me while I fuck your wife’s fantastic pussy,” Steve panted, not missing a beat.

I hesitated, not knowing if I really wanted to go quite that far, but I wasn’t getting any negative vibes from anywhere, so I shrugged and took the bottle from Kat.

It was different, kneeling behind a man. The view was all wrong, the ass not as round, not as smooth. Then, there was a set of balls where a pussy should have been. However, the puckered hole looked pretty similar, and Steve kept himself devoid of body hair.

Even though the view wasn’t quite right, my cock was still hard and anticipating filling a warm hole, so the sight was obviously not a turn-off.

I found myself fascinated by those balls and reached out to caress them.

“Oh yeah, George, that feels good,” Steve purred, his hips continuing their incessant fucking motion in and out of my wife.

Finally, I steeled myself for what I was preparing to do, while I lubed my cock and Steve’s hole.

Grabbing his hips, I stilled his fucking of my Ines long enough to align myself with his ass.

“‘Nez, honey, your husband’s going to fuck my ass now,” Steve said, letting my cunt-eating wife know what I was doing.

Ines seemed very intent on what she was doing. Apparently she very much liked pussy and was reluctant to stop for even a moment.

Still, she backed away from Darcy enough to gasp:

“Oh yeah, George, fuck Steve. Plow him like a slut.”

“Go for it, buddy,” Steve added. “No need to be gentle. I can take it.”

Darcy opened her eyes and panted, “Fuck my man, George. Fuck him while your woman makes me cum with her tongue.”

It sounded like Darcy was close. I liked the idea of my Ines making another woman cum and it spurred me on to push my hips forward into my college roomie’s tight brown hole…

“Fuck yes,” Steve purred when my hips met his ass. He’d been right: it hadn’t been a struggle to get into his asshole. It was a different sensation than being in a pussy,

that was for sure. Not better, just different. I could see myself being able to cum doing this, even if it wasn’t a woman. I was in.

“Your husband’s cock is in my ass,” Steve reported, for my wife’s benefit.

“Fuck him, honey,” Ines backed away long enough to tell me.

Well hell. I was already back here and buried to the hilt, it’d be stupid not to at least try to take this to its obvious conclusion.

I started fucking Steve. Slowly at first, then as I got the feel for it, I sped up. For a minute or so, he just stayed still and let me do my thing.

After a little while, he told me, “Hold up, George.”

I wasn’t sure what was going on. Did it not feel good from his end? As if reading my mind, he continued:

“What you’re doing feels great, but if you’ll pull out a little, I’ll be able to get this from both ends.”

I thought I understood what he was after, so I backed off so just a little more than the head of my cock remained inside his ass. Once I was in position, he told me, “Now, you shouldn’t have to do much. Just keep as still as you can and let me do the work, okay?”

I acknowledged him and a few seconds later, Steve started to move.

He began to pull out of Ines, which drew his ass back onto my cock. Now that I for sure knew what he was up to, I made a slight adjustment so when he came back, the motion was a smooth penetration with no awkward angle changes necessary. Inside of a couple strokes, he was fucking both me and my wife at the same time.

About this time, Darcy howled out her orgasm, my Ines’s inaugural cunt-lapping yielding the desired outcome.

I couldn’t see what was going on with Ines and Darcy, but I gathered what was happening when Darcy’s voice whined out, “Shit, woman, give a girl’s clit a break, huh? You’re gonna kill me if you keep that up.”

A whimper of disappointment came from my wife, but soon after, Darcy came into view off to one side of Steve’s body.

“Damn, George, your wife’s a natural. I didn’t know you had it in you. ‘Nez.” Darcy’s small, dark hand caressed my wife’s smooth, round butt.

Ines didn’t comment. Darcy continued: “Whattya think, ‘Nez, honey, there’s a cock and a pussy that aren’t getting any attention right now. Want some more?”

The response was a low, guttural groan as Steve bottomed out in her again.

Darcy gave Kat a nod, then whispered something in her ear. Kat got a wide, devious smile on her face, then whispered in her husband’s ear. Gene gave a nod, then he and Kat made some adjustments.

A grinning Kat took up the spot Darcy had just vacated, and the gasp she let out told me that my wife was jumping into her newfound bisexuality with both feet.

Gene was out of my field of vision, but made his presence known when I felt hands on my ass.

“Uh…” I started uncertainly. With what I was doing with Steve, it took no imagination whatsoever to figure out what was in store.

“It’s okay, George,” Gene told me. “I’ll take my time. Just relax and you’ll really enjoy it.”

While I still wasn’t totally convinced, I thought about the rest of this evening and the taboo joys I’d already experienced. No judgment had been placed on anybody. “If it ffels good, go for it,” was apparently the unspoken motto.

I had to admit, everything so far had felt great, even those activities I hadn’t taken direct part in. Just knowing my wife was eating pussy felt incredible to me. Her reaction to what was happening behind me was going to be worth it, even if she couldn’t see.

“Okay, Gene,” I finally said. “Go for it.”

“Attaboy,” Darcy cooed, her lips going to mine. “The other guys love it in the ass, along with everything else. You’re gonna love it too.”

While I was assured by Steve’s hot little wife, Gene was oiling me, and I assume, himself, up for what was to come.

Steve had stopped moving, making sure to bury himself as deep into my wife as he could go, as he waited for Gene to take my virgin butt.

At first, I couldn’t relax, and only felt the dull pressure of Gene’s cockhead at my entrance.

“Gotta relax, honey,” Darcy told me. “This is gonna take a long time otherwise.”

Wanting to feel as much as this evening could offer, I did my best to ease the muscles of my whole body. While I felt no penetration, I did feel the pressure change. This could happen…

Then…

“Hey baby,” I heard from my Inez, “give Gene your ass. I want you to do it. I wish I could see, but at the moment, there’s a pussy that needs my attention. Please, George, get fucked while Steve gets fucked and I get fucked, while I eat Kat’s beautiful cunt.”

Wow. I couldn’t remember Inez using the word “cunt” before. It made my cock twitch inside Steve’s ass. And the speech she’d just given me, brief though it’d been, made me more determined to let this happen.

Gene hadn’t stopped pushing, but my resistance was keeping him out. As with so much of what had happened so far, having my wife’s approval and encouragement just turned me on more and made me eager to go farther.

I must have managed to relax enough, because without my conscious effort, Gene’s cock head popped inside my butt.

“Oh, fuck,” I moaned. I’d never felt anything like this before. I’d expected pain, but there was none.

“Everything okay?” Gene asked, concerned.

“Fuck yeah,” I breathed. “I never imagined…”

“Now you know what you’ve been missing all these years, man,” Steve laughed.

“Did it happen?” I heard from my Inez. “Is Gene in my George’s ass?”

“You better believe it,” Darcy acknowledged. “Just wait’ll you see.”

“I wanna see now,” Inez started, but her voice was muffled toward the end, I assumed from Kat pulling her face back to its task.

“You ready?” Gene asked.

I hesitated a moment, then replied, “Go for it. But slow, please.”

Gene began to fuck me. After a little bit, Steve started moving again. As previously, I just stayed still and let the bodies at either end do the work.

I was being fucked so well, my orgasm rocketed up on me. When my cock began to spasm, Steve stopped and let me unload in him while Gene kept fucking me.

Gene and Steve came together. It felt weird to feel the cock in my ass cum, but it felt good.

When Gene finally pulled out of me, I felt really empty. This soon after my first butt fuck, my hole could hardly wait for the next time.

Once Gene was out, I pulled myself out of Steve. Ines was still lapping Kat’s pussy, her ass in the air. Peeking around Steve’s body, I got a good look at how stretched and sloppy my wife’s hole was after being fucked by Steve’s gorgeous cock. Cum dripped from her. Steve had cum a lot.

“Looks good, doesn’t it, George?” Darcy asked. “Your ‘Nez has a beautiful pussy. Looks even better full of cum, huh?”

“I’ve always thought so,” I admitted.

“You ate your own jizz a little bit ago. Feel up to trying somebody else’s?” The sparkle in Darcy’s eyes told me what she thought I should do.

“Go for it, George. If you don’t, I will,” the pretty, dark-skinned girl said. “My Steve’s got some damn tasty spunk. I bet with your wife’s pussy mixed with it, it’s absolutely delicious.”

“Eat me, babe,” Ines backed up to say. “Make me cum when I make Kat cum.”

Well, fuck. As with so much this evening, my wife’s encouragement was the push I needed to get over my hesitation.

I only vaguely thought about the fact I was going to be eating another man’s cum. Once again, my Ines wanted my mouth on her pussy. I wasn’t going to disappoint.

With no further ado, I moved Steve over then buried my face in my wife’s cummy cunt.

Ines purred when my mouth touched her. It was accompanied by a moan out of Kat as my beautiful bride went back for the home stretch in her cunt-lapping endeavors.

Steve’s cum was thick, and it smeared my face almost immediately. Nobody was berating me for tasting someone else’s jizz. In fact, even though I couldn’t see, I suspected there were grins all around.

Before too long, I was lapping the cum from around Ines’ pussy, and she pushed out more. She moaned and purred her delight with what I was doing, and I could tell she’d be cumming soon.

After a while, there was no more cum my wife could force out of herself, so I just ate her, knowing I’d be getting a glorious orgasm out of her soon.

When that orgasm came, it was amazing. Ines’ cunt got crazy juicy and she moaned and screamed her climax into Kat’s pussy.

Not long after Ines started cumming, Kat’s began. I kept licking until Kat’s sex sounds quieted.

When I finally backed away from eating Ines’ pussy, she pushed herself up, turned, then pulled my face to hers. We kissed long and hard. I could taste the other women on her, and she likely could taste the cum and pussy on me. Rather than it being a turn-off, I think we were both hotter than we’d been in years.

I was horny, but I was done. I’d cum twice, and I’d managed to do things in the last couple hours I’d never imagined I’d ever do. While my libido was willing, my body was saying a break was a really good idea.

And Ines was ready to call it an evening, too. I could see it in her face. There was wonder and pride at what she’d done, at the limits she’d shattered, but it was pretty evident she needed some down time, too.

“Hey guys, I hate to say it, but I think we’re done for the night,” I told our naked friends. “This has been a fantastic evening. It’s opened a lot of doors for us both, and I think it’s safe to say we look forward to the possibility of a next time.”

Kat laughed, “Trust me, George, we’re all ready for there to be a ‘next time.'”

“Absolutely,” Steve agreed.

Gene and Darcy were already making out. Gene stuck out his hand and gave us a thumbs-up.

If we didn’t have to walk past all our neighbors’ houses on the way home, I’d have gladly walked home nude, but we didn’t need anybody calling the cops, so Ines and I tracked down the outfits we’d worn over and put them back on.

It was with great regret that I watched my wife cover herself back up. Previously, I’d thought she looked spectacular in her one-piece — and I still did, don’t get me wrong – but after the revelations of the evening, I had to admit, she was covering up way too much.

We said our goodbyes, and leaving the other four behind, Ines and I sauntered home, hand-in-hand. Discussion would come, no doubt, but for the moment we walked in silence, replaying the evening in our minds.