My wife Carol is 36. She’s a strawberry blond who everyone wants to fuck. I’ve caught many a man looking at her in ways that they shouldn’t and more than one friend’ begging me to let them fuck her ‘just once’. I would tell her every time, usually during sex, which would excite her and her reply would always be ‘only if you want me to’ with a big grin. So that was our thing, our fantasy, me watching my wife fucking another man but we never had the guts to let it happen until it was almost forced onto us. I say ‘forced’ but maybe that too strong a word. Have you ever met anyone that talks shit but you just can’t come up with a counter argument, the proverbial person who can sell sand to Arabs. Well that’s where all this started. We went for a weekend break before all this virus started to a nice quiet Cotswold's hotel and that’s where we met an older couple, him in his early 60’s and his wife in her late 50’s. He was a businessman and she was the woman behind the power as they say. The first evening was when I should have seen it coming, they wouldn’t take their eyes off Carol commenting on how beautiful she was and how lucky I am and then how I was selfish not to share. Carol and I looked at each other now and again partly in shock at how open they were and partly trying to work out what the other was thinking. Around 9pm our new friend aid she had to go to her room for a minute but for us not to go away. 10 minutes later she comes back down. She had changed out of her dress and was wearing a skirt with a thin cardigan covered by a jacket. He suggested we move to a ‘cosy’ part of the hotel lounge so we moved to a nook with four soft chairs. Before we settles I whispered to Carol ‘I think’ but she stopped me and said ‘ I know’. We sat with out backs to the wall with our new friends facing us. She starts asking why Carol had never been a model, Carol blushed, he complemented my wife on how she looked and how she looked after herself and my wife blushed again. Then his wife took her jacket off. She may as well have not been wearing her cardigan. It was thin and open halfway down, it was so thin and clingy that I could see her breasts, I was surprised at how full they looked, her nipples were erect and pushing through the material. Her husband laughed and said, ‘well if you have it flaunt it’. Then it started, she started by asking if we liked to share, Carol chirped back, ‘share what’ to which she fired back without hesitation ‘that amazing body to start off with’ and we all laughed. The conversation carried on for a while with us being asked all sorts of intimate questions which we fended off as best we could. Then the subject changed as quickly as it had been brought up much to my relief although the sexual tension was always there if for no other reason that our friend would ‘inadvertently’ run her finger over her erect nipple which was still poking through the cardigan. His wife didn’t take her eyes of Carol and me, going from carols chest to the bulge in my trousers. The subject changed as quickly as it had been brought up and we started talking about their business and learned a lot about owning holiday homes and the boring subject of estate agency which was what they did. Then as quickly as it the questioning stopped it came back. For the life of me I can’t remember their name’s but Il call them Pat and Stephen. Stephen leant forward so that his face was no more than 12 inches from us and said quite openly ‘ I guess by now I think you know what it is we all want’ Carol coughed and looked at me and I was terrified at what Stephen was going to come out with, there was a pause before he simply said ‘ we love to fuck new friends and we would love to fuck you both’. Its funny now but Carol sat back and said ‘oh’ followed by ‘its now something we do’ to which Pat replied ‘what, fuck ?, everyone likes to fuck’. There was silence, I had no idea what to say, it was something Carol and I had fantasised about but never dared take it further than a fantasy. Pat quickly changed the subject back to her properties and said that they had a brochure which she would love to show us. Carol chirped up about how that would be great and with that Pat pulled my wife up by her hand and pulled her away promising my wife that she would love the properties and how she would even help her get into the business. I watched as my wife was lead up the old oak stair case with her and Pat laughing and something one of them had said. Stephen bought me a whisky which I hate but drank anyway not wanting to be rude. He apologised about being so open not wanting to embarrass us but repeated that sex was wonderful and ‘doing it with strangers was exciting and how we should try it even if it wasn’t with them. I told him how many of my friends and told me openly that they wanted sex with my wife, he smiled and said that he knew why and how he would love ‘have intercourse’ with Carol making it sound like a natural thing to do. He said that he knew that his wife was equally as keen to, as he put it ‘have Carol under the sheets’. I laughed at the idea assuring him that my wife would never be interested in getting into bed with another woman, He raised his glass and told me that his wife can be very persuasive. I kept looking at the clock until half an hour had past and wondered how long they would be. I said to Stephen that I wondered what was taking so long and maybe Pat could bring the brochure down, Stephen leant forward again ‘ I think you’ll find that my wife had your wife between the sheets by now’ and he let out a belly laugh. I told him he was being ridiculous. Stephen got up and suggested we go and see. I was now annoyed at his arrogance and was looking forward to seeing my wife sat in a chair looking at houses and seeing Stephens disappointed face. I followed his to his room and watched his get out the old fashioned key that they still used there. I followed him in and froze. Carol was on her back, naked squeezing her own breasts. Pat was laying between her legs eagerly lapping at my wife’s pussy. Carol had her eyes closed and was moaning almost crying ad panting. I was both mesmerised and devastated. My wife had never in her life hinted at wanting to bed another woman, even in our fantasies during sex. I saw Pat’s arm moving back and forward as she fisted my wife. I hadn’t noticed Stephen moving let alone getting undressed. In fact the first time I noticed him was him passing me totally naked. He put his hand on his wife’s shoulder and she stopped sucking my wife’s pussy and got up. Her body was ok for a woman in her late 50’s. nothing at all as wonderful as my wife who was not looking over at me biting her lip and still playing with her own nipples. Pat walked towards me, her large full breasts swinging gently. ‘carol tells me you like to have your cock sucked, I love sucking cock’ she said undoing my belt and trouser buttons. In a matter of seconds my trousers where round my ankles and my semi had cock was in her mouth. I was in a state of shock and had hardly taken my eyes off my wife, I watched as Stephen leant over her gently rubbing her pussy whilst he sucked her breasts and my wife arched her back. This continued for several minutes, Pat slowly wanking and sucking me off whilst her husband ran his tongue round my wife’s hard nipples and rubbed her pussy occasionally sucking her tongue. It was my wife who started to beg, quietly begging Stephen ‘fuck me, please fuck me’. He grabbed my wife’s feet and pulled her closer to him and took his cock and pushed into her pussy. Carol arched her back and squealed and grunted as Stephen started to pump her pussy. Pat got up ‘that’s a good idea’ she told me grabbing my hand. I stepped out of my trousers and pulled off my shirt as Pat lay on her back next to my wife who was now begging for it not to stop telling Stephen how amazing his cock was and repeating over and over ‘o fuck, o fuck’ and pleading for more going on about how thick his cock was and how it was so deep. I entered his wife and sucked her mouth and tits. For a good 15 or 20 minutes it seemed to be a competition as to who could fuck harder. I was mad so I pounded his wife hard, the two wives begging for more, tits bouncing and swaying. I pulled Pats knees up to her chin and fucked her as hard as I could. My wife begged and I mean begged Stephen to cum inside her telling him that she was cuming herself before letting out a long drawn out half grunt half cry as she climaxed. Stephen had no choice but to cum inside my wife, Carol had locked her legs round him gripping him in place. He gave a dozen or more sharp thrusts obviously impregnating my wife, obvious because she gave us a running commentary about how much he was cuminig inside her ‘fuck there’s so much’ & ‘fuck that’s so good’ keep cuming inside me. Pat grabbed my face and we sucked each other mouth’s until she pulled my head to down to the side of her face and shouted at me ‘cum in me’ followed by a oud ‘ oh fuck’ as her pussy gripped my cock. I did as I was told and came unprotected inside his wife. As soon as I had finished I was gutted at how Stephen had cum unprotected inside Carol who was panting next to us, her hot body glistening with sweat. No sooner had a climbed off Pat that she was on top of my wife fucking her like a lifelong lesbian, the two of them grunting and moaning. Stephan hag gone to the loo, I heard it flush and watched him stride out, his long thick cock still semi hard. He pushed his wife to one side and entered Carol again. I lay there and watched the two of them use my wife, sucking her face and tits until he came in her again. Then it was all over. Stephen commenting on how nice that was. My wife and I dressed and walked out leaving Pat and Stephen fucking. We showered and sat on the bed and talked about what had just happened. I told Carol that I was shocked that she had sex with another woman and she just shrugged her shoulders and told me how she made it sound like a natural thing to do and then how she pulled Carols clothes off an, well, just fucked her. We had sex and then fell asleep. The next evening my wife spent with Stephen, fucking and sleeping with him and I did the same with Pat who I may add had a ridiculous appetite for sex, disappointed when I couldn’t fuck her for the 4th time. Carol eventually came back to our room at 9am, dishevelled and to be honest, stinking of cum, even her hair was matted. She showered, climbed into bed and fell asleep. I left her and went for breakfast sitting with Stephen and Pat who acted as thought nothing had happened. Later Carol told me how they had fucked most of the night sleeping now and again for her just to be woken as his cock entered her again. I asked her how many times, she looked at me and said that she just didn’t know. I asked her if he had cum in her every time thinking about how I couldn’t manage more that three times, she told me that some times they would just fuck then stop and then fuck again but that he had made her cum over and over again. I made her tell me everything, about how he walked round the room with her impaled on his shaft how he had her doggy style and against the wall and many other positions. We now have an appetite for new sex but Carol doesn’t want to meet Stephen again. Apparently he ruined her.