So, like many many others, my wife and I had done the ‘pillow talk’ about her becoming a Hotwife…for years. Really, probably all the 14 years we’ve been married.
Our culmination, however, was nothing like the scenarios we’d fantasised about..nothing at all.
We were on one of our trips away, we’d get away from real life a couple of times a year, usually, walking/cycling/swimming.
I’m 6” with an active but not quite athletic figure, Wifey is 5’10”, extremely curvaceous with a pair of 38F breasts that don’t need an introduction!!
We’d arrived at our usual B&B and checked in. We unloaded our bikes and noticed that there were more than the usual amount of cycles in ‘The Hut’ but assumed that the B&B may be full.
We went out for food, idle chatted with the locals as we ate/drank and headed back to digs. After a sound nights sleep, I was woken to Wifey sucking on my morning glory, she’d gotten up to go to the toilet and whilst there slipped into her PVC dress. We always made the weekend about sex, even packing the clothes she wouldn’t wear at home..especially in bed. The blow job ended in her riding me to me finishing inside her, with her promising to keep me in her as we went for breakfast and the rest of the day.
At breakfast, We soon realised where the bikes had come from, 1 couple and a group of lads were dressed in cycling gear healthily eating full englishes. We said pleasantries and ate before heading up to get changed. No bikes in ‘The Hut’ when we took ours out and headed out.
All the way round our chosen route we discussed the morning, the selection of like minded people at the B&B and wether or not they were all ‘that’ like minded not just the cycling. After around an hour and a half we came across the couple from the B&B who had stopped for ice cream. We pulled up and bought one for ourselves. We got chatting as we’d all recognised each other. Idle chat lead to the 4 of us setting off to carry on the remaining hour or so of our cycle ride as we’d planned the same route. The idle chat continued up until we’d got back to B&B. We arranged to meet up once we’d all showered and changed and take a walk down into the local village.
And so, the evening began. To start, worried about what to wear, which was nothing new, Wifey decided on the low cut bra less lace top with a flared leather mini skirt, crotchless as usual wearing no underwear. Knee boots complimented the look that I’d insisted on for our night out..regardless of who we met.
We waited in the B&B foyer. Mr & Mrs X then joined us..it was like a Holy Grail moment. She was wearing a knee length blue PVC skirt, heels and a zip up sleeveless top. She wasn’t as blessed with breasts as Wifey, I’d suggest maybe a 34C, but what she had she made sure could be seen. Me & Mr X sort of blended in, jeans, smart shoes and both of us wearing snug ish shirts.
We headed out. Mrs X took charge, without saying much, linked arms and strode on with Wifey with us in tow. They looked like a scene from a photo shoot for Mayfair!! First pub, bearing in mind it was 17.30 was busy with ‘just finished work’ types. The girls got all the attention they craved. It wasn’t long before we’d established what sort of evening we’d set ourselves up for. Mr & Mrs X openly admitted to having been involved in to the swinging lifestyle on and off and took the lead into discussions around that. We didn’t know what really to do. We were now in the position that we’d always talked about. It was ideal and so strangely comfortable. So what now? It was all going as quick as this story,
The evening progressed as you'd expect. Wifey behaved in a way she’d never done before, the flirting was nothing new nor the dancing, the girls openly kissing however was a new step that she must have either been that pissed to do or that comfortable..such a massive turn on. Me & Mr X just rolled with it, we had our fair share of attention from others but nothing that would see us stray with our gazes from our girls. The evening flew by, there was a bit of trouble in one pub as a few local women didn’t take kindly to the four of us being well in drink and the girls trying to encourage an atmosphere that just wasn’t there. No one else wanted to dance..or flirt..or slut drop to Usher!!
As the evening started to come to an end, we went for food and then found ourselves in a taxi. Back at the B&B we sat and had a semi adult conversation about all things..including swinging and the after effects. I think they were trying to make sure we knew what it was that we were getting in to. I think Wifeys behaviour through the night had signalled we were full on in
That’s when it all kicked off.
The group of 4 lads from breakfast came back from their night out. Oh dear. They were all sound, well educated, decent guys, probably 30 -35 avg age. We all sat socialising when one of the guys asked Mrs X if her and Wifey would continue where they’d left off in Pub X. Mrs X & Wifey looked at each other bashfully and giggled like a pair of school girls rumbled after showing their pants in a playground.
“I’m game if you are?” Said Mrs X
There wasn’t a lot of time for Wifey to answer..Mrs X stood and strutted cat walk style to where Wifey was sat. As she lowered herself to Wifey she kissed her full on the lips before whispering in her ear. Wifey looked shocked/worries/bewildered..then Mrs X lowered herself further, level with Wifeys pussy. She pushed up what bit of skirt was left covering her and leant forward, to start kissing and licking, moaning as she devoured Wifeys sweaty, wet, piss stained pussy. Fcuking hell!! Wifey threw her head back..and gripped right to the chair arm. Before long, Mr X had joined Mrs X next to wifeys pussy, offering his fingers to her clit. Wifey glanced across and I just winked..with a nod and mouthing “Are you ok?” With that, one of the guys approached Wifey's head and bent down to kiss her. He reared back up and unzipped himself, he produced what can only be described as an epic cock, approximately 8” long with a circumference to match. Wifey opened her mouth and set about trying to suck him. This was proving all the more difficult as Wifey couldn’t control herself from having been licked and sucked down below. Before long, hardly being noticed, there was a guy behind Mrs X giving her pussy his cock. Mr X was now wanking as he watched his wife being fucked. The other two guys sat wanking but before long it was their turn to slide inside Mrs X after no1 had shot his huge load deep into her. Mr X had taken the opportunity to take himself out and offer himself to wifeys pussy but not before no2 had squirted into Wife's mouth which she had no choice but to drool out onto her chest. No3 then joined in where no2 had left off..sliding straight into Mrs X.
Mr X slid effortlessly into Wifeys gaping wet pussy, she squealed as she let him drive his cock in to her, he didn’t last very long at all, as we found out later, one of his downfalls that part lead them to swinging. His cum spilled out of Wifey as he withdrew himself, cream-pie doesn’t quite cover it..more like a full dessert trolley. This was no4s chance. He approached Wifey..spun her round and fcuked her from behind, it was no more than that. Rough, rugged..literally no fcuks given. He and Wifey were almost a spectacle as the rest of us sat and watched, with only me not yet spent. We had a rule, no other women for me..all about Wifey..and what a show. After no4 had bolted himself in to her pussy, he withdrew his cock with a very audible squelch.
We all took a minute. The lads squared themselves up as to did the girls, they sat together almost comforting each, happy and content. Expectedly the 4 guys made their excuses and went to there rooms. I then became the centre of attention as I’d been the only one not to get involved. Mrs X told me how sexy she found wifey and how attractive I was, could we continue this upstairs with just the four of us? I said that was fine as long as Wifey was ok. She nodded and then we moved to their room which fortunately was ground floor.
Once inside, Mrs X decided she wanted to help me join the gang. As I was encouraged to undress, she helped me and told Wifey it was ok as she wouldn’t make me do what I wasn’t allowed to. Once my cock was out, Mrs X grabbed my hand and led me to wifey. Without saying a word, Wifey lifted her skirt and widened her legs for me. She was leaking cum and had a smell that I loved, a used, squirting pussy full of cum smell. Mrs X grabbed my rock hard cock and guided me in to Wifey. I slid in as you can imagine. I had every sympathy with Mr X at this point as I didn’t last very long at all. How could I? It was literally 2 minutes, 2 minutes of sloppy, slippy, squelching fcuking. I decided that I wanted to cum all over Wifeys breasts which I did, it was as big a load as I’d ever shot. I wasn’t expecting Mrs X to rub it in and lick it off Wifeys glistening breasts. Mr X had managed to fall asleep, the exertion becoming too much.
To finish the night, myself, Wifey & Mrs X all got in the giant bed whilst Mr X slept in the chair. We were soon all to sleep, the next time we’d wake up, we’d deal with the afters, whatever that may be.
