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The holiday in Melbourne was special. We were there for a week to celebrate my wife’s fortieth birthday. Some months before our departure I’d tried to organise contacts with couples and singles through local adult contact websites but had no luck. That disappointment was resolved through us finding clubs advertising in a number of tourist brochures. We selected a club that claimed to have facilities that interested us, for singles and couples, situated on the outskirts of the business district; and arrived early in the afternoon after a morning of sightseeing and shopping. The club, formerly a gymnasium according to the receptionist, was in the basement of an office building.
Lisa and I shared a locker. Normally in a new club we go exploring. This time we showered first then, on the spur of the moment, decided to use the large bubbling steaming spa to relax. Two men were already there. I noticed their interest in my wife as she lowered herself down the steps into the water. I could understand their interest too, given the nature of the club and my wife’s physique. After twenty years of marriage I still find her attractive and appreciate her attributes. While she is short and small in stature she has brushed black hair which makes her unlined face pleasant; her full firm breasts are large, tipped with thick protruding nipples; her tight arse is gorgeous; and her shaved smooth vulva wickedly and publicly pouts between her thighs. She looks fuckable. And here she was in a swingers club. Of course the men were interested! But I knew they’d get more than they anticipated with this multi orgasmic gash gushing highly vocal woman.
As soon as we had settled on the seat that circumvented the spa the men opposite us introduced themselves. Craig was the older of the two, in his mid forties at a guess. His grey hair was thick and wavy; his blue eyes sparkled with humour, his face clean shaven. Ian was perhaps in his late thirties. His blond hair was thinning and he grew a small moustache. I was able to sit back and relax, and watch them charm my wife with wit and pleasant conversation. Now I know Lisa has a low tolerance for heat so I knew she would not want to stay too long in the warm spa. After about ten minutes she’d had enough. It was time to move. Craig quickly grasped the situation and asked us if we’d both like to join them elsewhere in the club. I left it to Lisa to answer. She readily agreed and we all climbed out of the spa and dried ourselves. Outside a corridor there were numbered wall hooks where we could hang our towels. Lisa and I followed the two men down a softly lit carpeted corridor. Occasionally Craig would part a curtained doorway and look inside until he found what he was looking for. He ushered us inside.
The room was small, but large enough to accommodate a double mattress that took up most of the floor area. Craig asked me if I was happy to watch Ian and him with my wife. Of course; that was another reason for being here. He suggested that I make myself comfortable. I sat on one side of the mattress with my back against the wall. There was plenty of space for the three of them but I was close, very close, to the action. Mine was a voyeur’s fantasy finding reality. Even better for me was that the scenario would include my wife.
The three naked people stood together in the middle of the mattress. The two men had similar medium builds, though both were taller than my wife, which wasn’t unusual. After the warm water of the spa their balls hung in extended sacs. Both men had hanging flaccid uncut cocks of average size, though who could guess how long and thick they’d be once they got excited.
Some men get jealous if another man so much as looks at their wife, let alone touches her. But then there are other men, such as myself, who find such interest intriguing and erotically exciting. Such was the case now as the two men began to caress and embrace my wife. They stood side by side in front of her. Their hands wandered over her bare skin, touched her ample heavy breasts, fingered her nipples, drifted over her belly and explored her protruding pudendum. Lisa did not stand there passively and let them touch her while she did nothing. Her hands fondled their balls and her fingers explored their hardening cocks. My own cock engorged, and quickly rose up thickly past my navel.
Ian moved behind Lisa and caressed her back, bum and legs with his hands. In front of her Craig ran his hands over her breasts, belly and vulva while her fingers played over his cock and balls. The physical interaction between the three people slowly and palpably increased in intensity until my wife bent forward, and ran her tongue over Craig’s hard cock; then the air crackled with chemistry. Ian slid his erection between Lisa’s thighs, the head of his cock sliding along her gash. I thought he was going to fuck her. But then I saw he was content to slide his tool back and forth over her slit.
My assumption that the threesome could not keep up this level of foreplay for long proved correct. As Lisa stood upright the two men lowered her to the mattress. Ian knelt beside her. His erection jutted obscenely upwards. Fully erect it wasn’t large, but it did look muscular and firm, the foreskin drawn back to reveal a purplish fat knob. He commenced a slow caress over the firm mounds of my wife’s breasts with his hands and mouth. Craig knelt between Lisa’s parted legs. His tongue played along her gaping pink slit before his lips settled over her pouting pink pearl. The sexuality of the scene was simply exciting to a voyeur like me; my cock ached in hardness and dribbled precum.
It was obvious that Lisa enjoyed the combined touch of the two men. Her flushed body responded to them. She radiated growing excitement Her fat nipples stood upright. She lifted her lower body upwards to Craig’s mouth and fucked his face with her cunt while she began to u*********sly talk her way into her impending climax. Her body rocked under Craig’s ministering tongue, her stomach muscles shivered and shook, and her voluble groans and moans could probably be heard outside the small room.
I’d presumed, for some unknown reason, that Craig would use his kneeling position between my wife’s thighs to slide his cock into her. It surprised me that he changed places with Ian. Apart from the few seconds that it took both men to move they gave my wife no respite; nor should they; it pleased me to see them continue to work her over.
Just then the doorway curtain was pushed aside. A man looked in at us. He signed his wish to enter our room. I answered for all of us when I nodded agreement. He knelt against the wall opposite me, resting back on his heels. I quickly appraised his appearance and demeanour. He looked reasonably fit, somewhere in his earlier thirties. All his attention was directed to the threesome on the mattress.
Ian buried his face in Lisa’s wet gaping gash and Craig sucked her nipples. My erection ached and dribbled as I watched. Lisa quickly settled her snatch against the mouth between her legs. Now and then she attempted to fondle Craig’s cock but her efforts were half hearted. It seemed all her attention was directed towards her pussy pleasure. As I watched my wife’s body soar towards her next orgasm I wondered if she had ever really troughed after the first one. It was a superb experience to watch her grind herself over Ian’s mouth and tongue.
There was no change of positions this time. Ian lifted himself up over my wife. His knob slid along her open slit, found her cunt hole and pushed inwards. In a couple of easy thrusts his entire hard dick was buried inside her twat. Lisa lifted her legs up around his arse. Now the voyeur opposite me and I had a different view of the action, over the back of her thighs and upturned arse, where his penetration of her pussy could easily be seen. The aromatic scent of sex filled the room. The sound of hard meaty cock vigorously thrusting into wet clasping cunt added to the heady erotic atmosphere. Ian and my wife were lost unto themselves. Even Craig had rested back on his knees to watch the couple perform. They were a highly charged energetic duet cascading over each other towards their inevitable crescendo. Lisa’s legs allowed her to lift herself up towards the thrusting cock. From where I sat I could see the glistening length of hard meat suck her fat pink flaps out along the shaft as he pulled out of her hole, then easily slide back inside her until his sac slapped against her snatch. Lisa surged volubly towards her climax, Ian in growling pursuit. His prick plunged into her pussy as she peaked. She ground her gash over and around his cock. He uncontrollably shuddered. His thrusts slowed and became the emptying pumping pulses of prick in pussy. I could see the white spunk smearing his shaft each time he pulled out of her cunt. Finally Lisa’s legs dropped back down on the mattress. All movement stopped, albeit briefly.
We all heard the suck of Ian’s tool as he pulled it out of my wife’s dripping hole. He moved over near the other voyeur and sat back against the wall. Craig took his place between my wife’s legs. I glanced briefly at the other voyeur. He slowly stroked an impressively large hard prick as he gazed lustfully and avidly at my wife’s body. I looked at her too, happy that she was so obviously getting what she came for, excited at witnessing her experience at the club so far.
Craig looked down at what we all saw, Lisa’s gaping gash running with rivulets of cum and spunk. Her pink fat flaps butterfly winged on either side of her deep throated tunnel. His prick stood rampant in front of his belly. He leaned forward over her body and dipped his swollen purplish wick into her hole. In a single easy sliding thrust he slipped his hard length of meat into the depths of her wet cunt. And my own prick jerked and throbbed at the sight.
The steady slap slap slap of Craig’s sac against Lisa’s upturned arse, the squish and squelch of hard cock driving into wet weeping cunt, and the guttural urgings of my wife to fuck her harder and faster as she took her own satisfaction and pleasure from this fierce fuck filled the air. A flick of my eyes at the other two men showed both were entranced at the spectacle on the mattress. Ian’s cock remained drippily and droopily flaccid. But the newcomer’s tool rose thickly up beyond his navel, and his masturbatory hand kept it that way.
Craig and Lisa fed off each other and drove towards their crescendo. Erotic energy flowed between them. It was simply awesome to watch. She humped herself at his driving penetrating tool. In a heaving rocking roar they came together, spilling pumping cock locked inside writhing clutching cunt.
Some time passed before the couple eased apart. Ian and Craig politely took their leave. Lisa recovered on the mattress, legs and thighs carelessly spreadeagled, swollen gaping gash displayed to my gaze, deep throated pink orifice gushing whitely, dribbling everywhere. The voyeur continued to sit against the wall, his cock as hard as ever, his eyes soaking up the sight of my sopping wife. She assured me she’d just had a great time and just needed a brief rest before she decided what we’d do next. I leaned back against the wall, my aching weeping cock desperate for relief, while I waited for my wife to recover.
Finally Lisa stirred. But I quickly discovered we weren’t going anywhere, at least not just yet. She moved off her back, rolled over and knelt on the mattress, her arse turned towards the silent but rampant voyeur. She waggled her back side and looked back at him. What an invitation! In seconds he knelt behind her and guided his tool inside her. As he got organised Lisa gave me the look. I moved and knelt in front of her face. My instant reward was her tongue lapping up the droplets of precum. I eased forward and my swollen knob entered her mouth. Oh, Oooh, it felt good, very good.
The voyeur drove his tool into my wife’s cunt. I looked along her back and could see his shaft move forward on each inwards thrust. Lisa undulated her body back and forth between our two cocks. I didn’t have to move. Her efforts were enough for my knob to slide in and out over her hot lips and caressing tongue. Given the sensations boiling through my balls and belly it seemed I wouldn’t last long. I didn’t. But luckily nor did they. Obviously we were all excited. In minutes I could tell the other man and my wife were on their way. My spunk spurted into my wife’s mouth. The grunts of the man, and his slow deep firm thrusts, told us he was there. And my wife shuddered and shook around the two of us.
We left the room. Lisa and I showered together then enjoyed a long stint in the spa. While our interest in the other occupants of the spa was minimal our natural curiosity let us quietly enjoy the activities around us. Soon we dried ourselves and went to the lounge for a couple of drinks and a rest. It was nice to recover in good surroundings with pleasant background music.
We talked to a few people before we were joined by a couple who turned out to be club regulars; hence their interest in us. Given club practice to use towels to sit on, for hygiene purposes, we were easily able to see each others assets while we conversed. Both were similar to us in age and condition. Nev was taller and heavier than me, with curly black hair from his head to his balls; of interest to Lisa his cock was of average size. His comfortably proportioned wife June was a redhead. From them we learned much about the club and activities available to members before we agreed to adjourn with them to one of the rooms for a foursome.
June proved to be an energetic companion. And it was a sensual situation fucking another man’s wife, while right beside you on the mattress your wife fucked him. It was an incredibly satisfying experience. It was good enough for us both to agree we’d look for them on our next club visit. But for that visit we’d had more than sufficient to satisfy our needs. We showered once more and returned to our hotel. Strangely though, we had energy and interest to make slow love to each other before we slept.
The holiday in Melbourne was special. We were there for a week to celebrate my wife’s fortieth birthday. Some months before our departure I’d tried to organise contacts with couples and singles through local adult contact websites but had no luck. That disappointment was resolved through us finding clubs advertising in a number of tourist brochures. We selected a club that claimed to have facilities that interested us, for singles and couples, situated on the outskirts of the business district; and arrived early in the afternoon after a morning of sightseeing and shopping. The club, formerly a gymnasium according to the receptionist, was in the basement of an office building.
Lisa and I shared a locker. Normally in a new club we go exploring. This time we showered first then, on the spur of the moment, decided to use the large bubbling steaming spa to relax. Two men were already there. I noticed their interest in my wife as she lowered herself down the steps into the water. I could understand their interest too, given the nature of the club and my wife’s physique. After twenty years of marriage I still find her attractive and appreciate her attributes. While she is short and small in stature she has brushed black hair which makes her unlined face pleasant; her full firm breasts are large, tipped with thick protruding nipples; her tight arse is gorgeous; and her shaved smooth vulva wickedly and publicly pouts between her thighs. She looks fuckable. And here she was in a swingers club. Of course the men were interested! But I knew they’d get more than they anticipated with this multi orgasmic gash gushing highly vocal woman.
As soon as we had settled on the seat that circumvented the spa the men opposite us introduced themselves. Craig was the older of the two, in his mid forties at a guess. His grey hair was thick and wavy; his blue eyes sparkled with humour, his face clean shaven. Ian was perhaps in his late thirties. His blond hair was thinning and he grew a small moustache. I was able to sit back and relax, and watch them charm my wife with wit and pleasant conversation. Now I know Lisa has a low tolerance for heat so I knew she would not want to stay too long in the warm spa. After about ten minutes she’d had enough. It was time to move. Craig quickly grasped the situation and asked us if we’d both like to join them elsewhere in the club. I left it to Lisa to answer. She readily agreed and we all climbed out of the spa and dried ourselves. Outside a corridor there were numbered wall hooks where we could hang our towels. Lisa and I followed the two men down a softly lit carpeted corridor. Occasionally Craig would part a curtained doorway and look inside until he found what he was looking for. He ushered us inside.
The room was small, but large enough to accommodate a double mattress that took up most of the floor area. Craig asked me if I was happy to watch Ian and him with my wife. Of course; that was another reason for being here. He suggested that I make myself comfortable. I sat on one side of the mattress with my back against the wall. There was plenty of space for the three of them but I was close, very close, to the action. Mine was a voyeur’s fantasy finding reality. Even better for me was that the scenario would include my wife.
The three naked people stood together in the middle of the mattress. The two men had similar medium builds, though both were taller than my wife, which wasn’t unusual. After the warm water of the spa their balls hung in extended sacs. Both men had hanging flaccid uncut cocks of average size, though who could guess how long and thick they’d be once they got excited.
Some men get jealous if another man so much as looks at their wife, let alone touches her. But then there are other men, such as myself, who find such interest intriguing and erotically exciting. Such was the case now as the two men began to caress and embrace my wife. They stood side by side in front of her. Their hands wandered over her bare skin, touched her ample heavy breasts, fingered her nipples, drifted over her belly and explored her protruding pudendum. Lisa did not stand there passively and let them touch her while she did nothing. Her hands fondled their balls and her fingers explored their hardening cocks. My own cock engorged, and quickly rose up thickly past my navel.
Ian moved behind Lisa and caressed her back, bum and legs with his hands. In front of her Craig ran his hands over her breasts, belly and vulva while her fingers played over his cock and balls. The physical interaction between the three people slowly and palpably increased in intensity until my wife bent forward, and ran her tongue over Craig’s hard cock; then the air crackled with chemistry. Ian slid his erection between Lisa’s thighs, the head of his cock sliding along her gash. I thought he was going to fuck her. But then I saw he was content to slide his tool back and forth over her slit.
My assumption that the threesome could not keep up this level of foreplay for long proved correct. As Lisa stood upright the two men lowered her to the mattress. Ian knelt beside her. His erection jutted obscenely upwards. Fully erect it wasn’t large, but it did look muscular and firm, the foreskin drawn back to reveal a purplish fat knob. He commenced a slow caress over the firm mounds of my wife’s breasts with his hands and mouth. Craig knelt between Lisa’s parted legs. His tongue played along her gaping pink slit before his lips settled over her pouting pink pearl. The sexuality of the scene was simply exciting to a voyeur like me; my cock ached in hardness and dribbled precum.
It was obvious that Lisa enjoyed the combined touch of the two men. Her flushed body responded to them. She radiated growing excitement Her fat nipples stood upright. She lifted her lower body upwards to Craig’s mouth and fucked his face with her cunt while she began to u*********sly talk her way into her impending climax. Her body rocked under Craig’s ministering tongue, her stomach muscles shivered and shook, and her voluble groans and moans could probably be heard outside the small room.
I’d presumed, for some unknown reason, that Craig would use his kneeling position between my wife’s thighs to slide his cock into her. It surprised me that he changed places with Ian. Apart from the few seconds that it took both men to move they gave my wife no respite; nor should they; it pleased me to see them continue to work her over.
Just then the doorway curtain was pushed aside. A man looked in at us. He signed his wish to enter our room. I answered for all of us when I nodded agreement. He knelt against the wall opposite me, resting back on his heels. I quickly appraised his appearance and demeanour. He looked reasonably fit, somewhere in his earlier thirties. All his attention was directed to the threesome on the mattress.
Ian buried his face in Lisa’s wet gaping gash and Craig sucked her nipples. My erection ached and dribbled as I watched. Lisa quickly settled her snatch against the mouth between her legs. Now and then she attempted to fondle Craig’s cock but her efforts were half hearted. It seemed all her attention was directed towards her pussy pleasure. As I watched my wife’s body soar towards her next orgasm I wondered if she had ever really troughed after the first one. It was a superb experience to watch her grind herself over Ian’s mouth and tongue.
There was no change of positions this time. Ian lifted himself up over my wife. His knob slid along her open slit, found her cunt hole and pushed inwards. In a couple of easy thrusts his entire hard dick was buried inside her twat. Lisa lifted her legs up around his arse. Now the voyeur opposite me and I had a different view of the action, over the back of her thighs and upturned arse, where his penetration of her pussy could easily be seen. The aromatic scent of sex filled the room. The sound of hard meaty cock vigorously thrusting into wet clasping cunt added to the heady erotic atmosphere. Ian and my wife were lost unto themselves. Even Craig had rested back on his knees to watch the couple perform. They were a highly charged energetic duet cascading over each other towards their inevitable crescendo. Lisa’s legs allowed her to lift herself up towards the thrusting cock. From where I sat I could see the glistening length of hard meat suck her fat pink flaps out along the shaft as he pulled out of her hole, then easily slide back inside her until his sac slapped against her snatch. Lisa surged volubly towards her climax, Ian in growling pursuit. His prick plunged into her pussy as she peaked. She ground her gash over and around his cock. He uncontrollably shuddered. His thrusts slowed and became the emptying pumping pulses of prick in pussy. I could see the white spunk smearing his shaft each time he pulled out of her cunt. Finally Lisa’s legs dropped back down on the mattress. All movement stopped, albeit briefly.
We all heard the suck of Ian’s tool as he pulled it out of my wife’s dripping hole. He moved over near the other voyeur and sat back against the wall. Craig took his place between my wife’s legs. I glanced briefly at the other voyeur. He slowly stroked an impressively large hard prick as he gazed lustfully and avidly at my wife’s body. I looked at her too, happy that she was so obviously getting what she came for, excited at witnessing her experience at the club so far.
Craig looked down at what we all saw, Lisa’s gaping gash running with rivulets of cum and spunk. Her pink fat flaps butterfly winged on either side of her deep throated tunnel. His prick stood rampant in front of his belly. He leaned forward over her body and dipped his swollen purplish wick into her hole. In a single easy sliding thrust he slipped his hard length of meat into the depths of her wet cunt. And my own prick jerked and throbbed at the sight.
The steady slap slap slap of Craig’s sac against Lisa’s upturned arse, the squish and squelch of hard cock driving into wet weeping cunt, and the guttural urgings of my wife to fuck her harder and faster as she took her own satisfaction and pleasure from this fierce fuck filled the air. A flick of my eyes at the other two men showed both were entranced at the spectacle on the mattress. Ian’s cock remained drippily and droopily flaccid. But the newcomer’s tool rose thickly up beyond his navel, and his masturbatory hand kept it that way.
Craig and Lisa fed off each other and drove towards their crescendo. Erotic energy flowed between them. It was simply awesome to watch. She humped herself at his driving penetrating tool. In a heaving rocking roar they came together, spilling pumping cock locked inside writhing clutching cunt.
Some time passed before the couple eased apart. Ian and Craig politely took their leave. Lisa recovered on the mattress, legs and thighs carelessly spreadeagled, swollen gaping gash displayed to my gaze, deep throated pink orifice gushing whitely, dribbling everywhere. The voyeur continued to sit against the wall, his cock as hard as ever, his eyes soaking up the sight of my sopping wife. She assured me she’d just had a great time and just needed a brief rest before she decided what we’d do next. I leaned back against the wall, my aching weeping cock desperate for relief, while I waited for my wife to recover.
Finally Lisa stirred. But I quickly discovered we weren’t going anywhere, at least not just yet. She moved off her back, rolled over and knelt on the mattress, her arse turned towards the silent but rampant voyeur. She waggled her back side and looked back at him. What an invitation! In seconds he knelt behind her and guided his tool inside her. As he got organised Lisa gave me the look. I moved and knelt in front of her face. My instant reward was her tongue lapping up the droplets of precum. I eased forward and my swollen knob entered her mouth. Oh, Oooh, it felt good, very good.
The voyeur drove his tool into my wife’s cunt. I looked along her back and could see his shaft move forward on each inwards thrust. Lisa undulated her body back and forth between our two cocks. I didn’t have to move. Her efforts were enough for my knob to slide in and out over her hot lips and caressing tongue. Given the sensations boiling through my balls and belly it seemed I wouldn’t last long. I didn’t. But luckily nor did they. Obviously we were all excited. In minutes I could tell the other man and my wife were on their way. My spunk spurted into my wife’s mouth. The grunts of the man, and his slow deep firm thrusts, told us he was there. And my wife shuddered and shook around the two of us.
We left the room. Lisa and I showered together then enjoyed a long stint in the spa. While our interest in the other occupants of the spa was minimal our natural curiosity let us quietly enjoy the activities around us. Soon we dried ourselves and went to the lounge for a couple of drinks and a rest. It was nice to recover in good surroundings with pleasant background music.
We talked to a few people before we were joined by a couple who turned out to be club regulars; hence their interest in us. Given club practice to use towels to sit on, for hygiene purposes, we were easily able to see each others assets while we conversed. Both were similar to us in age and condition. Nev was taller and heavier than me, with curly black hair from his head to his balls; of interest to Lisa his cock was of average size. His comfortably proportioned wife June was a redhead. From them we learned much about the club and activities available to members before we agreed to adjourn with them to one of the rooms for a foursome.
June proved to be an energetic companion. And it was a sensual situation fucking another man’s wife, while right beside you on the mattress your wife fucked him. It was an incredibly satisfying experience. It was good enough for us both to agree we’d look for them on our next club visit. But for that visit we’d had more than sufficient to satisfy our needs. We showered once more and returned to our hotel. Strangely though, we had energy and interest to make slow love to each other before we slept.
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