Finding a like minded couple to join us in a foursome was easy.  Finding the right couple was not.  We had specific requirements.  About our age and in our income group, and no kids, not at home anyway.  We used dating sites of course, we joined, but we did not post.  Instead we trawled through what was on offer.

We met Edward and Megan for the first time at a popular gastro-pub where we would not be noticed.  Megan was a G.P.  She had a grown up daughter from a very early relationship.  Could I fuck her?  Right there and then if she had asked nicely.  Edward, like me, an engineer, had a son from a previous marriage but he lived with Edward's ex.  The sparkle in Gemma’s eyes told me what she thought about an encounter with him.

They were harder to read, I got the impression that Megan was the instigator,  Ed, as he preferred to be called, was not too sure.  But they said that they had what they called an open relationship.  In other words, they fucked others.

Back home, we talked about if they were the ones.  Certainly, Gemma was attracted to Edward and in my eyes, Megan was eminently fuckable.  But what about the multiple partners?  They had said that they both practised safe sex, but were keen to dispense with condoms.  They were also tired of the detachment involved in casual sex.  They were looking for the closeness of being a couple, but with variety.  Neither of them had seen the other being fucked,.

There were risks, as there had been when I fucked Lisa bareback and Gemma had fucked Matthew.  But life is full of risks.  Besides, Gemma reminded me that Megan was a doctor, she could heal things!  We asked if they would like to spend an evening with us at home.

It was strange and strained.  They were here simply to fuck, not for social reasons.  Not unlike when Matthew had visited simply to fuck Gemma.  We were all sexually experienced, but this was different.  I suppose that I had the advantage, I had witnessed my wife taking another man's cock, but Gemma had not seen me at it and according to the others, neither had seen the other in action.  How to get started?

We had wine, plenty of it.  Gradually the tension melted.  Both women had dressed to seduce, Megan in a short dress that revealed stocking tops and suspenders, Gemma in a skirt and blouse.  She also was wearing stockings, but her skirt was longer.  It was very obvious that she had decided to go braless.

They had sat side by side on our large three-seater sofa.  Somehow, we had to separate them.  Gemma suddenly put down her drink, walked over to Ed, sat on his knee and kissed him passionately on the mouth.  When the kiss broke, she wiggled her arse against Ed's lap and said;

“Am I detecting a ridge of high pressure?”

Then resumed the kiss.  Megan looked across at me questioningly.  I stood and held out my hand.  I guided her to our spare bedroom, as Gemma and I  had agreed.  She and Ed would use our bed.  We had already agreed that on this first occasion, we would simply swap, try each other out, an exploratory fuck.

Megan was less inhibited without her husband present.  She peeled off the dress revealing her fuck-me underwear and did a trwirl.  We kissed.  I popped the catch of her bra and she stood back to remove it, then got onto the bed.  I undressed slowly, doing a striptease for her, she chanted; Off, off, off, until I was naked, sporting a fine erection.  I joined her on the bed, her hand went to my cock as we kissed, my hands explored her full tits.  I knew that I would come too quickly if I fucked her, but I wanted to suck her cunt anyway.  She made no objection.

I kissed and licked her through the fabric of her knickers, no more than a tiny triangle of sheer silk.  She loved it.  I peeled them off to reveal hairless pubes, Gemma has a neatly trimmed triangle, I had never before kissed a shaven haven.  She tasted devine, to me, cunt always does.  The  more I kissed and licked, the more nectar she produced.  I ran my tongue over the little fleshy bridge to her arsehole and rimmed her, causing her to shudder.  I pushed my stiffened tongue as fas as I could into her pucker and she came instantly.  Now I could fuck her.

I positioned myself over her, she guided me to her entrance and I slid easily in, she groaned as I entered.  Supporting my weight on my arms, I fucked by swinging my hips in slow deep strokes, but my own orgasm was unstoppable.  My thrusts became more frantic, she pulled me to her for my finish, I fired my heavy load deep inside her.

It was too quick, I knew it, I knew she knew it.  I stayed on top, my cock was still hard enough to stay inside.  Perhaps..?  We lay listening to each other's heartbeats, my face next to hers.

“Too quick,” I said.  “Sorry.”

“ It was just fine,” she replied.  “I needed it.”

There was a short pause, then she said;

“I felt your cum spurting inside me, I like that.”

I was conscious of my weight on her, my arms were around her.  I rolled onto my back, taking her with me.  My re-erecting cock stayed inside.  As we settled into girl on top, she gave a little squeal.

“It's running out of me, can you feel it?”

I couldn't, but I said yes.

“Spunky balls,” she giggled.  “Lovely.”

My cock swelled a bit more.  Her mouth was very close to my ear, she whispered;

“You're very good with your tongue.”

“Thank you.”

“No, really.  Some people go at it too hard, you were gentle, I loved it.  You lick like a woman.”

Her cunt had been gently clasping my cock, bringing it back to readiness.  Now it swelled again inside her.

“You've had women?”

“Not had, have.  Whenever I get the opportunity, it's very different to fucking a man.”

Really?

“So does Edward…”

“Fuck men?  Good heavens no.  In that respect, he's as straight as a laser beam. That, in fact, is one of the reasons he was dubious about being part of a foursome, proximity to another man's cock.”

“But even if we were together in the same room,” I said.  “There would be no need to be that close.”

She was silent for a while, and then said;

“I would like to do it with two men at the same time.”

I hadn't thought that far ahead.  D.P.  Of course, surely high on many women’s list of fantasies.”

“Oh,” I said.  “That would involve getting uncomfortably close.”

“But you would.”

Like a shot, but I said;

“Let's wait and see how things progress.”

I had been moving gently inside her throughout this stimulating conversation, my balls were signalling that they were good to go.  She whispered softly;

“Keep still.  Let me fuck you.  Let me wank you with my cunt.”

If I was good with my tongue, she was better, she knew just how to use words to maximum effect.

She did fuck me, to begin with anyway, she moved her body so that she was riding my cock.  At first horizontally, then she sat up and bounced on it, tits tango-ing in time. I couldn't resist pushing up to meet her thrusts and soon it was me doing the pumping, my hands alternating between tits and arse.  I was close to coming, I wanted her to come with me.  She leaned forwards onto my body, my fingers found the slippery junction of cock in cunt, I wet my fingers in the juice and pushed my middle finger up to the second knuckle into her arsehole.  She squealed and shuddered into orgasm, a few deep thrusts and I was pouring spunk into her clasping cunt.

I softened and slipped out as soon as I had finished.  She rolled off and we lay catching our breath.  I was drained.  But ever the optimist, thinking about how soon would I be able to fuck this extraordinary woman again.  She said softly;

“Should we see how the others are getting on?”

The others?  Of course, her husband and my wife.  They had slipped my mind.  I put on a dressing gown, left Megan to dress, and went downstairs.  I found them drinking coffee in the kitchen.  It was another awkward moment.

“Coffee?”

Asked Gemma.  I shook my head.

Edward said;

“Should I call the taxi?”

I nodded.  Megan joined us.  Conversation was awkward.  The taxi would be another ten minutes.  We agreed that they would call us about meeting up again.

Later on, in bed, Gemma said;

“Well?”

“Well what?”

“I want to know all about it, every dirty detail.”

I told her, every dirty detail.  But left out the part about Megan being bi.  Then it was her turn to tell.

She had not had the best of the swap.  It seemed that Megan was the instigator, Edward had remained pretty passive.  Gemma had sucked him off on the sofa after we had left, they had then gone to our bed, where Edward had mostly talked about their relationship.  Yes, they did have multiple partners, but not often and Megan benefitted more than he did, she attended seminars and conferences throughout the country.

But he had begun to feel at ease with Gemma and they had indeed fucked.  Just once, in doggy, at his request.  Gemma had not orgasmed.  So did she want a repeat?  She did.  She thought that he would be more at ease next time.  I could not help thinking back to the drunken, illicit quickie that had triggered this.

“Besides,” she added.  “He’s got a massive cock.”