This is fairly tame but a true account of a swinging heaven meet on Saturday afternoon I had replied to an ad from a couple in early December. They were fairly specific and were looking to meet a few guys just a cpl days later. We'd exchanged a few messages and basically their plan was to have a few guys come round, using the lounge as a holding pen whilst one by one they went to the bedroom to fuck the wife. The chap was really up front, explaining that there were no guarantees as there were a few factors involved which meant (1) I may not make the shortlist and (2) it might not happen. I left my number, kept my fingers crossed, and resisted all temptations to wank throughout that Saturday. As it transpired I heard nothing on the day so assumed I never made the shortlist. Anyway fast forward to last Saturday and I get a WhatsApp from an unknown number asking if I'm free to speak. It was the husband of the above couple. We chatted for 10 minutes and sure enough I'd not made the cut previously but that's not a bad thing as it hadn't really gone to plan. One of the four chaps who had been invited in early December was drunk and aggressive, spoiling it for the other three guys and for the couple. This time he'd planned it differently and I, along with some other guys was to meet him in a pub close to him in staines. It was already 3pm and we were meeting at 7. I checked out their profile again and couldn't resist a cheeky wank thinking of what lay ahead, and sure enough at 7pm sharp I walked into the bridge pub and hotel in Chertsey. It was fairly dead so Robert was easy to spot, and came over to introduce himself. At the table he introduced me to Errol, a softly spoken guy with a carribean accent. By his own admission he had over indulged over Xmas and was a "bit of a fat cunt." I warmed to Errol though, he was very likeable. Not long after me, two more guys joined us. Brothers it transpired even though they looked nothing like each other. One was fairly loud and a bit cocky. It didn't take long for Robert to ask him to leave. He was a bit funny about it but his brother took him outside before returning alone, apologising for his siblings behaviour. Robert was on his phone throughout and around 8 he announced that two other fellas couldn't make it and we should follow him. I'd never realised how much water is around Chertsey and our convoy of four cars seemed to cross and Re cross a river a few times before we pulled into a sort of caravan park. Robert was out and directed me and Errol to park in the visitors car park and get in his car. The brother with us...also called Robert but for ease I'll call him Bobby...followed in his car and we soon pulled in between two caravans with Bobby blocking us in. We were led inside and it was lovely. Surprisingly big. Effectively two mobile homes joined together to make a good sized bungalow. The three of us sat in the lounge, chatting about football while Robert disappeared into the bedroom. It wasn't long before he returned to give us a pep talk and set out some ground rules. "she's next door, on her hands and knees. No anal but she likes hard doggy with lots of spanking. She likes dirty talk but don't call her a slag, nor use the word cunt as she doesn't like it. Pull her hair but don't mark her face in any way. If she says stop it means stop. " Fucking great. Errol calmly asks" can I go first? " we all nodded and off Errol trotted to the bedroom. Robert got out his laptop and connected it to the telly, playing porn from some website. We could soon hear Errol fucking the life out of her next door, Bobby and I sitting there semi naked nursing hard ons, neither of us daring to wank. Porn in front of us, sex next door, cummin now wouldn't be good.. Bobby and I chatted while Robert kept going next door to check on his wife. It as funny because each time he came back wearing fewer clothes until he was bollock naked. No idea how long Errol was next door but soon the noise stopped, followed by voices and giggling. Errol came back into the room, also naked sporting an impressive erection. We all looked at his glistening cock. "did you use a jonny" Robert asked (I smiled at this as I'd not heard them called a jonny for years). "nope, didn't know I had to" replied Errol. Robert literally ran into the bedroom and was speaking to his missus for ages before coming out, handing two condoms to me and two to Bobby. I was up next and walked to the bedroom. She was still on her knees, the light on and she looked so slutty. Her arse cheeks red and her cunt gaping open. My clothes were off in seconds, joining errols clothes on the floor. I slid next to her and we snogged. My left hand sought out her sodden pussy. I held her hair moving her head down to suck my nipples, before she moved her head down to suck my cock down whilst manoeuvring her cunt to my face. The taste of a cum and cunt wasn't new to me and I devoured her. I was aware of Robert entering the room and he knelt down to rim her arsehole... I had a ringside seat!! She came, squirting her juice hard onto my face. I could feel myself not behind her so lightly pushed her off. Condom on in a jiffy and Robert left the room. I held her hair, pulling hard as I slipped into her immediately fucking her hard. Really turned on, calling her a filthy slut etc. My left hand alternating between playing with my nipples and spanking her arse. I soon came, filling the condom as she came. We snogged and Bobby was now in the room, entering her as we kissed. I got up and left him to it. He high fived me and winked. I was done.. I left the room... My clothes on the floor. Errol was sitting on the settee, and Robert on his knees sucking his still hard cock (nope I've no idea how he was still hard either). The sound of Bobby next door, porn on the telly, and Robert sucking cock got me horny in an instant and I started wanking my flaccid cock. I could only rustle a semi but when Errol came it was enough for me to cum too. Bobby returned to the lounge holding a pile of clothes and we sorted them out. Bobby and I started dressing before Errol asked Robert if he could go back again. He still had a fucking hard on!! Roberts wife (never caught her name) stood in the doorway and snogged us goodbye. Bobby dropped me off at my car and I headed home. Errol if you're reading this... You're a fucking legend fella.