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Author's note: From time to time I entertain ideas or suggestions from some of my readers and fans. A while back, I was approached by a couple who had attended a rather wild party. They asked if I couldn't put into words for them, some of the things they did and experienced. As they have also asked to remain anonymous, I will honor that request. There is quite a bit of bi-sexuality in this story based on the experiences they encountered at this affair. So for those of you, who find no interest in that, please beware.

I have also chosen to write this in the first person as that is my preferred choice and style of writing, so am writing it from the viewpoint of this intriguing couple who described for me in somewhat explicit detail some of the aspects of the party they attended. Obviously I have taken a little liberty in doing so, using dialogue which I feel will enhance and add to the story, and to the situations as explained and described to me as I began writing this. For those of you who do read and enjoy this work, I hope to hear from you and appreciate your votes and comments. I am likewise sure, that they too, would be interested in hearing what you have to say. All individuals portrayed in this tale are of course, over the age of 18.

Joining an Adult site

For quite a while now my wife Kate and I have toyed with the idea of joining an adult site, specifically with the intent of perhaps meeting another couple, or couples we might be compatible with, and with whom we might actually explore a few sexual fantasies the two of us have had. Fantasies we'd very often spoken of candidly with one another, but had never acted upon. We gave it a lot of thought, and then sat down one night together and scripted up a profile that we thought accurately described ourselves, along with a few of our more tame thoughts and desires. Within the span of a few short hours, we already had several personal notes waiting for us in our in-box, though none so far from anyone close or local. At first, we began to wonder if we ever really would as we had heard a few stories. People (mainly men pretending to be women) or couples whose profiles and pictures didn't accurately represent who it was they really were.

We had gone in with the intent to be as honest as we could be. We were certainly no Ken and Barbie, though I daresay, my wife Kate at 49 years of age looked easily ten years younger than that, with a body that I thought could compete easily with any mature woman around that age. For myself, I am five years older than my wife. At 54, I already have a full head of almost bright white hair, which had begun turning so before I had even reached 40. A genetic trait perhaps that ran in my family, though Kate thought it made me look very distinguished without looking old. We both worked out at a local gym twice a week at least, so remained in fairly decent shape, though admittedly again, neither one of us had abs of steel or anything like that. Toned perhaps, though at my age, I was happy just to have that.

More about us. Like I said, my wife Kate looks ten years younger than her true age and that's no exaggeration. She stands 5'4" tall, has shoulder length dark brown hair, and an incredible figure though she (like most women perhaps) is constantly complaining about how gravity is beginning to take over. Personally, I find the gentle hang of her lovely C cup breasts to be most alluring and sensual. They are full, heavy against her ribcage with lovely light tan colored nipples that when erect are very thick and full, a reason why even with a C cup, Kate has often worn pads inside her bra as her nipples tend to show through even with a bra on, and do so considerably.

She has a nice firm ass, though again she considers it too big for her tastes. Personally I like the way she looks in a nice pair of tight fitting jeans and a white blouse which, as already mentioned, usually shows off those lovely full breasts of hers.

For myself, I stand just a fraction under 5'10". I have hazel colored eyes (as we both do) I tan easily, though now I am trying to be a lot more careful about spending quite as much time out in the sun as I used to. Again being honest, I am as they say average in the endowment department. I don't have a monster cock, though Kate (and girlfriends in the past) never had any reason to complain. Kate's always said it's not what you have, but how you use it. Hopefully she's not just saying that because I'm her husband, though her quite vocal expressions of pleasure whenever we've made love are a pretty fair testament of that fact.

Oh and by way of introduction. My name is John.

First Meet

It was several days after we'd placed our ad before we actually had someone reasonably local to where we actually lived, who contacted us. After a few brief exchanges back and forth, we finally agreed to meet someplace for coffee as a way of meeting one another in a so-called "neutral" environment. Needless to say, Kate and I were both anxious as well as nervous ... though likewise excited. We had hopeful expectations, but had already decided going in, not to get our hopes up, especially for a first time encounter with another like-minded couple.

What surprised me about Kate was when she came down the stairs after primping in front of the mirror for the last hour before joining me. Dressed casually of course, she was wearing one of my favorite outfits. A nice tight pair of form fitting jeans, and a lovely white blouse, though I immediately noticed she'd gone without the usual pads in making any attempt at covering up her large thick nipples should they become aroused. The reason I knew this, was because I could see them already. She was aroused. Nervous yes, but obviously excited too.

After some discussion, we had agreed to meet Jack and Jill (yes their real names) which had been the introduction for some comic relief on both of our parts, deciding that the best place was a truck stop located approximately thirty minutes away for both of us. It was the perfect place to meet, sit ... have a cup of coffee and a piece of pie perhaps, and simply get to know one another. They were already waiting for us when we arrived, recognizing us almost immediately (by my white hair) and waved us over to where they had already been seated.

Jack was my wife's age, though to be honest, he looked closer to my own. By his semi rugged features, it was obvious he worked hard (as we soon learned) working as a construction worker for many years. His wife Jill was a fiery looking redhead, somewhere in her mid forties, with far larger tits than even my wife had. And though not trying to make too obvious a comparison here, she was built a little like Dolly Parton, similar frame perhaps, though her breasts weren't quite as large as Dolly's are, but you get the idea. Jill was very warm and friendly from the get-go, standing, giving each of us a very affectionate hug and a kiss before sitting down to join them. As we soon learned, they'd been in the "life-style" as they called it for a number of years now, though they didn't consider themselves constant swingers, and had in fact remained pretty exclusive to a small group of special friends. The only reason they had even decided to contact us was the fact one group of friends had moved away, and they'd been looking for another "perfect" couple that might be interested in joining their small little group. We spent the next solid hour getting to know one another better, and slowly but surely, Kate and I became very comfortable in getting to know them. When they suggested that we go out into their motor home (which they had arrived in) for a drink perhaps, we hesitated only briefly before deciding to do so. After all, we were in a truck stop, so there wasn't much of an expectation that things would really go anywhere, even in their motor home. Boy were we in for a nice surprise.

Our first sexual dalliance

The motor home was spectacular with all the amenities. They explained that they enjoyed traveling a lot, driving across country, and had gone all out in purchasing the motor home we were now sitting in. Even sitting there in the truck stop, it felt more like we were visiting them at their place, though they assured us they also had a very nice "country-style" home on a twenty-acre piece of property, that allowed them some seclusion and privacy for their more intimate parties and adventures. We sat sipping wine getting more and more relaxed. Kate and I both enjoying their company, and in no real hurry to call it a night just yet. Already we could feel and sense some underlying overtones of sexual electricity in the air, especially when Jack asked if either Kate or I would enjoy looking at his wife's tits. Obviously she was as proud of them as her husband was, already beginning to undo the blouse she was wearing before either Kate or I had had a chance to nod our heads yes, though we both did.

Another side note here. Aside from a couple of brief, curious encounters when she was a teenager, Kate had never really been with a woman before, not fully anyway. Aside from masturbating, and being masturbated by a close girl friend, and then a year later doing the same with a distant cousin, that had been the extent of her woman to woman experiences. Though she had confessed going in, she was certainly interested in exploring that further. Something I was certainly anxious to see for several reasons. Like a lot of men perhaps, the thought of seeing two women together had always been high on my "jerk-off" list. And with the potential of one day actually seeing my wife do so, I was of course very supportive and all for it.

There was however one aspect of problematic concern for me when we'd agreed to meet Jack and Jill in the beginning. And that had been the small note in their profile under sexual preferences, that listed them as being a "bi-sexual" couple. Even as we sat sipping our drinks, watching Jill as she happily peeled off her blouse, now sitting there in just her bra, was the fact that Jack, rugged and quite manly looking as he obviously did, and was ... could be in any way shape or form ... bi-sexual. A topic that I know both my wife and I wanted to address with them at some point, but only when the situation felt right would either one of us do so. Obviously it would be easier for Kate to bring that up with Jill, and hope from there there'd be an opening to find out more about Jack's thoughts regarding that.

I had never considered myself a prude, or judgmental. If anything, I was fairly open-minded about most subjects, though to be honest about it, this wasn't one I had entertained or thought too much about. Years earlier, I'd have probably even found the thought totally absurd, if not downright discusting. But now, age perhaps, and an entirely different attitude about such things, especially as I did work with a guy who was completely and totally gay. I had surprised myself, finding him to be quite likeable and friendly, and never once had he made me feel uncomfortable in knowing that, knowing he was gay. Nor was he as they say stereotypical in that regard either. If you didn't know he was gay ... you wouldn't know. Plain and simply.

But, until that opportunity presented itself, I was content to sit there sipping the fairly decent red wine and now openly and freely ogling Jill's tits as she now removed her bra showing herself off for us.

Like I said, Jill actually did have a nice rack, a bit larger than Kate's were, and also heavy and full against her chest without sagging down to her knees or anything. Her nipples were considerably smaller though, yet nice and hard and well erect as Jack reached over and playfully fingered one of them.

"She loves having her tits played with, and sucked on," he informed us as he continued to do so, Jill grinning hotly, enjoying the exhibitionistic moment, as we all were. Needless to say, I wasn't too terribly surprised when I felt myself growing erect, sitting there watching this. Now glancing over towards Kate, her own nipples truly obvious now, having made their full appearance, poking through the front of her blouse, even through the bra she was wearing as though about to bore a hole through it. It was noticeable enough, that even Jill commented upon seeing them too.

"Wow Kate, you've got really large nipples ... may we see?" Jill asked.

I was pleased when Kate hardly even hesitated when answering, let alone reaching up to begin undoing the blouse she was wearing. "Sure ... why not?" She giggled a little nervously, but I caught the catch in her tone of voice, telling me just how aroused she truly was at the moment. I still held no expectations that there was much that would be going on, not tonight anyway, and certainly not sitting in the parking lot of a truck stop. But ... just the thought, and the thrill of both girls showing off their breasts was exciting enough, especially when I, like what Jack was doing, reached over to give one of my wife's hard extended nipples a little playful fingering. She moaned as I did that, having rather sensitive nipples. Not so much so you couldn't play with them, but sensitive enough that I had actually managed to make her orgasm just by sucking on them in the past.

Tit tickling

"Wow, I love your nipples! May I?" Jill asked looking over towards my wife. If I hadn't been hard before, I sure as hell was now, hoping that Kate would say yes, and thus invite Jill over to touch them herself. I sat back, sliding over so that Jill had a place to sit as Kate slid over closer to me on the nice long bench seat we were sitting on. Both women bare breasted sitting beside one another now as Jill began thumbing, cupping, and tenderly caressing my wife's tits, just as Kate now began doing to Jill's. I thought I was going to bust a nut here, just sitting there watching the two of them, which must have been the same reaction to it that Jack was having, though he expressed his thoughts verbally.

"Fuck that's hot!" He exclaimed unashamedly, and then surprised both Kate and I when he asked if either one of us would have a problem with him openly jerking himself off while watching this.

"Ah no ... be my guest," I said surprising Kate I think as she glanced over towards me, though by the look on her face, she was just as curious as I was in seeing him actually do that. Without any nervousness, or fanfare, Jack unzipped, and allowed his slacks to drop down around his ankles, along with his boxer shorts. He was hard and stiff, though I was somewhat pleased to see that he too didn't have or own a monster cock either. It was similar in size and shape to my own as he now sat back, slowly stroking it, working it up and down while watching the girls as they continued to sit there and fondle one another's breasts, though Jill soon added another unexpected delight to this when she leaned over and began gently sucking on one of them.

"I love seeing that. And your wife has such amazing nipples!" Jack said as he squeezed his cock, producing a rather noticeable drop of pre-lube juice, smearing that now around his rather bulbous cock head, making it glisten a little as he continued toying with himself. And then Kate shocked the shit out of me.

"Why don't you join him honey?" She asked. "I'm sure that Jill would love seeing that nice hard cock of yours too, wouldn't you?" She then asked turning towards Jill.

"Hell yes ... but only if John's comfortable enough to do so, after all ... we've just met, and we don't want to scare the two of you off here either," she said. "Though you'd best get used to the fact that Jack's a bit of an exhibitionist, as well as a voyeur too. He loves jerking himself off, and he loves it when people, men or women ... watch him doing that. But he also loves seeing men or women doing it too. So ... if you're comfortable enough John, I hope you will. I know we'd both enjoy seeing that."

I had never jerked off in front of anyone, save for Kate on occasion, but even then, only a handful of times where I'd actually done so through ejaculation. And only once before that, when watching a friend of mine fuck his girlfriend had I been horny enough to actually stand there and do so while watching them go at it. Beyond that ... my experience in that area was fairly limited. But I found myself aroused well enough now, and comfortable now ... to unzip, and likewise push my jeans down around my ankles. As I usually went commando whenever I wore Levis, I didn't have any shorts on, so the hard sudden emergence of my own cock was a delight to them both upon seeing it.

"Nice cock!" Jill exclaimed looking over as I merely sat there for a moment, just letting it weave about a bit excitedly before actually stroking it.

"Yes it is," Jack added, having a nice long look for himself, once again palming and squeezing his own dick, seeking some more, and finding it ... precum juice. "Go ahead John, enjoy yourself ... enjoy the show the girls are giving us."

First ever ... side-by-side blowjob.

After a few more minutes of now sitting there stroking and fondling my own dick so openly, and with the girls now having for the moment at least, satisfied their curiosities with one another's tits, Jill stood up and walked over, now kneeling down on the fairly plush carpeted floor of the motor home, and slipped her mouth over her husband's dick and began sucking it. Although a little surprised by that, I was even more surprised when Kate simply leaned over, and took mine into her mouth as well. Jack and I now both, being treated to two rather intense, very erotic blowjobs by our wives as we sat there looking back and forth across from one another. It was erotic as hell, seeing his wife, the way she sucked and played with his dick, which was very similar to the way that Kate was now sucking on mine. As aroused as I was, and had been all night, I knew if she continued for much longer, I'd soon be filling her mouth with a load full of cum. By the sounds of it, especially the way Jack began to more or less face-fuck her, he too was hovering on the edge, about to unleash a torrent of his own cream into Jill's sucking mouth.

"Oh yeah baby ... take it! Take it! Take it! Here ... it ... fucking ... comes!"

As aroused as I was, just hearing that soon had me about to boil over too. Kate ... very attune to it whenever I was that close, reached up, gently cupping my tight hard balls, something she always did whenever I was about to toss a load, whether down her throat, or against her tits or face. That's usually all it ever took, which is what happened now. As Jack filled his wife's mouth full of spunk, I began doing the same to my wife, Kate caught a little off guard perhaps by the voluminous amount of my spending, which under the circumstances, was significant. So much so, she couldn't quite handle all of it, allowing a bit to flow out of the corners of her mouth and down onto her breasts. By now, Jill had moved back over in order to watch us a bit more closely, and upon seeing the overflow, as Kate now sat back, grinning, though blushing a little, it was a nice, unexpected surprise when Jill leaned over and with her tongue, slurped up the few droplets off my wife's tits that had spilled.

"I do love cum!" She announced, taking another lick, though she quickly added another sweet soft suck to each one of my wife's nipples before sitting up again. "Well, that was a rather nice, though totally unexpected surprise," She stated. "Too bad it's getting so late, and we are where we are, otherwise we might invite the two of you to further explore this with one another. However ... it's a good start, and perhaps we should stop here so the two of you have a chance to discuss this between yourselves on the drive home. Though speaking for both Jack as well as myself, we do hope you'll want to see us again soon ... very soon in fact."

Having now gotten rid of the hornies ... I thought Jill's suggestion was a very good idea. I did want to talk to Kate privately, see how she felt, and was glad that we hadn't gone any further with this, not yet anyway. Not until we'd talked and openly discussed it. Though I was slightly disappointed that I hadn't gotten to see Jill in her entire glory as yet. But with luck, that time would come soon enough.

We had soon dressed again and prepared to leave. "Listen," Jack began. "We'd like to invite the two of you over to our place next weekend for a barbeque. There will be one another couple there, dear friends of ours, and yes ... also in the life-style as well. But I think you'll enjoy meeting them. Like you ... they were initially shy and nervous about all this as well, but as they've come to grow close to us, they've really opened up, and have become our very best friends now. Anyway ... I hope you'll think about it, and then come out and join us next weekend."

I was surprised when Kate answered for the two of us, not that I minded, as I was hoping she'd agree to go and see how things went after we'd talked about it perhaps. But it was obvious she'd already made up her mind about most of this. "We'd love to! Need us to bring anything?"

"Not really, it's a BYOBABN, kind of a barbeque," Jill laughed.

"Ok ... I get the BYOB part, but what does the ABN stand for?" I asked.

"It stands for ... and be naked," Jill giggled even more so. "With all that privacy on our property, we're usually practicing nudists as well. I mean why not? But it is a lot more fun with everyone just hanging out, being themselves, so hopefully ... now knowing that, you'll still come out and join us."

I personally had to think about that one, at least a little bit, so then ushered my wife through the door before either one of us committed to anything else. But the idea was intriguing. It was certainly something that neither one of us had ever done before, hanging around naked, especially in front of others at what Jack had assured us was a very simple, relaxed barbeque.

After giving them our assurance we'd let them know, Kate and I returned to the car for the thirty minute drive back to our place. It would be late, even later by the time we got home, and I was already not looking forward to having to get up and drive into work in the morning. But I was pleasantly surprised, when Kate made the drive home a hell of a lot more interesting than it even had been coming in.

She was after all, still fucking horny as hell!

Finger-fucking in the car

We had no sooner gotten out onto the highway headed home, when Kate unbuttoned her jeans, and then unzipped them. In seconds, she had her hand down the front of her pants and was quite obviously fingering herself. I don't know how many times in the past I had hinted at her in doing so for me, something up until now she had only laughed at, embarrassed, shy about doing so perhaps, though at least now ... it was dark. I could barely see what she was even doing, had it not been for the dashboard lights just giving off enough light so I could see her as she did that.

"Surprised?" She asked, her tone of voice lust-filled and horny sounding.

"Very surprised, but pleased too!" I told her glancing back and forth frequently at my wife as well as the road. The last thing I needed to do was drive off into a ditch somewhere, so I was careful about what I was doing, even though I was becoming quickly aroused myself once again knowing she was doing that. Especially when I began hearing her own wet sounding juice noise as she really began finger-fucking herself there in the car next to me.

"So what do you think honey? Want to go next week ... to a naked barbeque?" She asked curiously, though that lusty tone of voice was still there, alerting me in an instant that she wanted to. "I certainly wouldn't have to worry about wondering what I should wear now would I?" She added to that, chuckling to herself.

"No, I suppose not," I said reaching down to actually try and reposition my rapidly growing cock again, glancing over, looking, though more listening as Kate fervently played with her pussy.

"Take it out ... stroke it for me while you drive," she suddenly announced. "That was hot ... watching the two of you doing that," she then added.

"Oh, so you enjoyed seeing that huh?" I said hearing my own tone of voice taking on a sultry edge.

"Every bit as much as you obviously enjoyed seeing us playing with one another's tits," Kate responded back correctly. "You came so fucking much, nearly drowning me, so I knew it had aroused you even more than you were really letting on."

I laughed at that, she had me there. It had ... which was obvious. And more so now as I unzipped, fumbling just for a moment, though I was again glad I had gone commando, making it easier to free my prick once again. And it felt good too, the cool night air now bathing it, surrounding it as it stood up proud and free through my now unbuttoned, unzipped jeans. Kate now struggled out of her own jeans, pushing them down further, likewise slipping her bikini briefs down and off, which were soaked as she informed me. No surprise there.

"I am so fucking wet! And so damn horny!" She said. "And I don't mind telling you honey ... I'd have enjoyed seeing the two of you jerking one another off."

"You would huh?" I said a bit nervously, laughing it off a little. We had of course shared some pillow-talk with one another in the past, spoken of things that neither one of us had done, and might not ever do. But the one thing I had always enjoyed being able to do with Kate, and she with me, was to discuss things, openly, without reservation. Sometimes just letting the moment allow us to talk about stuff neither one of us might ever really do. But at least we could talk openly about it. One of Kate's always had been ... to see me either jerking, or sucking another man off. I had eventually relented, that I might be ok with doing the one ... jerking, though highly doubtful about doing the other ... sucking. Though I later conceded, I might in fact allow another guy to suck me off ... as one-sided as that was. Still, it was a lot more than I had ever considered doing before in the past.

"No more than you'd enjoy seeing me going down on Jill's pussy I bet," Kate said hotly, obviously bringing herself closer and closer to the edge with each passing moment, and with each strum of her clit as she sat there, so openly now, allowing me to see her as she spread herself there in the seat. Even with cars passing by us going the other way, she didn't try and hide herself, or what she was doing, though the likelihood of anyone even knowing that was pretty much non-existent. Even the one car that caught up to us and passed us on the road didn't cause her to slow down, cover up, or otherwise interrupt her now very heated, very arousing, finger-fucking. This simple act alone, told me in an instant, that even the little bit we'd experienced and done tonight, had far reaching effect. I had truly never seen my wife lower her inhibitions to the extent that she had. Especially when she placed her feet fully up onto the dashboard, spreading herself even more widely, and then began literally slapping, spanking her pussy towards orgasm. I loved it when she talked dirty, which wasn't nearly as often as I would have liked, and usually only then when she was so worked up, it was like she turned into an entirely different person.

"You like this John? You like seeing your hot, slutty wife, spreading herself here in the front seat of the car, knowing people might see me? See me spanking my cunt? Slapping it? Finger-fucking it? Knowing that I am? Knowing that I am so fucking horny right now ... imagining sucking her cunt John? Can you imagine that? Imagine seeing me doing that? Licking her pussy? Seeing her as she's licking mine?"

Her questions were rhetorical of course, she was simply spitting out her own decadent thoughts, so close to climax, the sound of her very wet, very juicy pussy testament to that. Her near slur of speech as she approached the point of no return, looking over at me, watching me as I just as wantonly sat there jerking myself off while I drove.

"Gonna come for me baby? Gonna squirt all that hot, nasty fuck juice all over yourself? All over the car? I don't care baby, do it! I'll clean it up for you, I promise. Just come for me baby ... come for me, while I do!"

Since I already had once anyway, I didn't figure it would be all that much, or all that messy. When I came I was surprised however at the intensity of my orgasm, having to fight against closing my eyes as I drove, fighting through it, looking over, seeing my wife as she came, literally screaming there in the seat beside me. Only the sensation of my still warm spunk running down over my hand into my lap informed me that I had indeed juiced, still somewhat copiously, though not perhaps truly shooting off as I sometimes did. Still, it was a warm pleasurable naughty/dirty feeling as we both sat smiling at one another during the rest of the drive home.

Shaking hands ... well, sort of

The next three days of the workweek seemed to drag by as we waited anxiously for Saturday afternoon to come. Saturday morning, we received a call from Jill giving us directions to their place, and once again reminding us that it was indeed a naked barbeque, and insuring we were both ok with that. We had in fact talked about it again, at length, and decided we were, and that it might in fact be fun and interesting. Jill had already stated that nothing would happen that everyone wasn't in full agreement with, and that if all we did was enjoy dinner, sit around later and watch if that's all we felt like doing, no one would say or think anything, or make any attempt in getting us to become involved with anyone. Obviously, she had made it clear that later on that evening certain things might indeed happen. But stressed we were under no obligation whatsoever in participating ourselves if we didn't want to. Just before hanging up, she had also told us there was plenty of room for us to spend the night there if we wished, rather than having to leave earlier than we might like for the long hours drive home. That one Kate said we'd think about, not wanting to commit ourselves to staying there if we found in the end, things weren't exactly to our liking. That being said, we were both acting like kids on Christmas morning. Anxious with anticipation, excitement and arousal. We could barely keep our hands off one another, even as we finally got in the car and headed off to our first ever naked barbeque.