Hi all. I’m Barry and my wife is Amanda, I’m 51 and Amanda is 45. We’ve enjoyed reading some of your stories and have decided to take the plunge and send one of our own in. We want to tell you how our ‘swinging’ lifestyle stated 5 years ago. Its not a wild as some of the stories we have read but this is ours. My wife has an amazing figure with wide hips, slim waist and heavy breasts. She is very attractive and used to model in her younger days. Sometimes when I look at her in her tight-fitting dresses, she reminds me of a 1940’s film star with her curves and bright red lipstick. She loved to wear those dresses that cause her heavy chest to seem to want to burst out and because she has a skinny waist they seem even bigger so you can guess that she is hit on a lot. Sometimes even when I’m there with her. It all started when we went for a weekend break. We had talked about spicing things up and messing around and I asked her if she had ever been tempted to go with one of the guys that hit on her. She said it was sometimes exciting and wondered sometimes what it would be like but would never do it. I suggested that she try flirting with a guy who hit on her next and see how it feels and to see how hard he tries to get her into bed, not expecting for her to actually do it. Early in the evening I had to go to our room to use the bathroom (I hate public ones in the hotel) and sure enough, when I got back a trey good looking guy, a kid almost, in his mid to late 20’s was talking to my wife. After about 20 minutes she points me out and he leaves. At which point she comes rushing over to me so hot and bothered I thought she was going to pass out. ‘he actually asked me to go to his room with him’. I asked her what she said and she said ‘I asked him why’ (which made me laugh) and he said ‘you blow me away and I want to get you into bed’ then ‘ I just want to fuck you’. Both of us where shocked that a guy would actually go up to a clearly married woman and ask her for sex. Amanda was quite giggly so I decided to see how far she would go and suggested that she do it. For a second, I thought she was going to hit me but she paused and said ‘what, have sex with him’. I reminded her that she was the one who brought up ‘spicing things up’. She paused and I suggested that she just goes for a snog and see how it feels. She got all giggly again. Eventually we agreed on her going to sit near him and making conversation and seeing where it went. I suggested that she even tells him that her husband (me) is very open minded and see what his response is. I also suggested that she tells him that she is only up for kissing. Of course, Amanda being Amanda analysed everything, ‘what if he insists on sex or what if it goes too far’. I told her that it was only fun and that if she wanted to have sex then its not as though its an affair and we were never likely to see him again. She looked at me then said ‘no, there is no way I’m having sex with another man’ adding that she would ever do that, then paused and said ‘but a kiss’, then she looked all coy and smiled at me. I let her go to another seat and sat in a chair where I can see her and him but he would find it difficult to see me. It took him 60 seconds to move closer, then another 10 to move his chair next to her. After about half an hour of her giggling and them talking they got up and walked out of the lounge. I was both gutted and excited, gutted that my wife may be going to snog another guy. As she passed she didn’t seem to see me, but I saw her in her tight dress that I had bought her, her perfect sized ass making those moves when a woman moves, her heavy breasts gently bouncing, her cleavage heaving up and almost out. I wondered if she was going to our room as I suggested so that at least I knew where she was. I saw them go for the lift and as they entered, he put his hand on her back then let it slide to her bottom and patted it. I was furious and excited and gutted again all at the same time. I bought myself another drink and sat there, my imagination going wild. I could see his pushing his tongue into my wife’s mouth and in my mind, I saw him touching her breasts, taking her bra off for a good feel. I remembered almost giving my wife permission to have sex with another man and my mouth went dry, ‘what if she did get into bed with him’ but then I remembered that she said she wouldn’t. Then I felt bad, was she safe, was this guy forcing her into something. I told myself off for being stupid and finished my drink. It was almost an hour before I decided that this was long enough for a snog and possible a grope and that I needed to put an end to her first ‘foray’ into the ‘naughty world’. I hoped that she had done as I suggested and gone to our room. I made my way up wondering how to go in or even if I should, I decided that I would listen at the door and if she seemed ok I would leave her for another hour. I crept up to room 319, our room and did as I had planned and put my ear to the door after making sure no one was in the corridor. I could hear muffled noises so I looked through the spy hole but could only make out some slight movement. I made the decision to slowly and quietly go in. I put the card in the slot and slowly opened the door, then closed it with hardly a sound. The devastation and excitement I felt downstairs at my wife going to snog another man intensified 100 fold. Amanda was naked and, on her back,, her ample breasts laying either side of her, slowly wobbling as the handsome kid lay in between her legs, flat on her body slowly thrusting away, his ,what later turned out to be impressive cock, inside my wife. Amanda barely opened her eyes. She apologised I assume to me before whimpering ‘he’s so fucking hard’. Amanda never swears so that and the fact that she was fucking a stranger added to me wondering if this was relay my wife. But it was. The buy didn’t make a sound as he slowly thrust away in my wife and I stood there frozen to the spot and listened to my wife and her repertoire of filth. ‘fuck he’s hard, he’s so big’ she apologised again then added ‘but he’s so fucking hard, fuck he’s made me cum’ the she thrust her pussy into his shaft and trembled and squealed. She had climaxed, it appears, not for the first time. Her legs slowly wrapped themselves round his upper back and I listened to her beg. ‘you won’t stop will you, please keep your cock in me, oh fuck this is amazing’. His thrusting became more urgent and Amanda growled at him ‘ oh fuck, don’t stop , then added ‘please keep fucking me then pleaded with him to cum inside her. She begged him to slow down telling him that he was amazing and to please last a little longer. He slowed down and my wife started to cry ‘ this is so fucking good’. She lowered her legs and bent her them so they were wide open either side of her lover as he continued to slowly fuck her. He turned his head to look at me. ‘your wife’s’ got a fucking amazing tight pussy’ I said that I knew. ‘And these tits’ he said bending over and putting as much as he could into his mouth sucking and lapping at her big hard nipple, ‘fuck I love these tits’. Amanda cried out that she was going to cum and told him that she couldn’t take this any more pleading with him ‘fuck me hard’ then ‘cum in me, cum in me’ over and over. I wasn’t sure having a stranger cum inside my wife was such a good idea but I decided not to intervene. By now I was hard and decided that I had to take part. I undressed and stood there with my cock in my hand as this lad pounded my wife hard, the two of them grunting and moaning. He kept telling her how ‘fucking hot’ and what a ‘great shag’ she was up until she let out a long deep almost silent scream. The lad stopped thrusting, then started again, stopping and starting making short sharp jerking movements and noises as though he was in pain. This lad, half my age, 20 years younger than my wife had impregnated her, had cum inside my wife. After a few more short sharp thrusts he rolled off her, his cock was impressive and I regretted being naked. He looked at me and seemed to give me permission to fuck my own wife telling me that I should and that it was only right. Amanda who was soaking with perspiration waved me over, ‘come on honey’ she said ‘ fuck me’ . She was so wet my cock slid in with no friction. This was no lovemaking; I fucked my wife like an animal lasting no more that 10 or 15 minutes before I too came inside her. The lad fucked Amanda as second time managing to put her on her side and enter from behind, her tits bouncing violently before cuming in her again, then laying her on her back and sucking her breasts hard before thanking us, dressing and leaving. I’m not impressed with what I did but Amanda was shaking and convulsing crying that she was coming over and over so I entered her and fucked her hard. The bed was so stained that we had to put a spare blanked on it to be able to sleep (after a shower of course). That was the first of quite a few encounters my wife had had in hotels. Some, just a quicky in our room but some much much more.