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My wife and I have been married for over thirty years, and most of the time our sex life has been wonderful. Of course we’ve been through our ups and downs over the decades, but overall we’ve both been happy with the frequency and intensity of our lovemaking. Most people think we’re Ward and June Cleaver, and to most outward appearances we are. But in the bedroom, we can be quite uninhibited.
We began sharing our fantasies more frequently after our kids had all left home for college and the service, and we finally had some time to ourselves. We sell real estate together, so we can set our own hours to a large extent, and we often have time during the day for play. We spend a lot of time on the Internet as part of our jobs, and during some of our “down” time, we began to explore swinging sites. One of our favorite sites was designed to help bisexuals make a connection.
My name’s Don and my wife is Kathy. We were both strictly heterosexual when we married, but over the years we began to share fantasies about threesomes and foursomes, and during the course of discussing these fantasies some bisexual play began to emerge. First it was just my wife and the other woman engaging in a little light petting, and then we worked up to oral play between the women. After a while, the man and I in our fantasies began to engage in a little touching and oral play. That’s how it all began…
We had been exchanging emails with another couple on the bisexual swinging site for a couple of weeks, and we all decided that maybe it was time to meet for some drinks and dinner, and then see what happened. Dave and Joan were near our age (mid-fifties) and we seemed to have a lot in common – empty nesters, time on our hands, model middle-class citizens with some unfulfilled fantasies. Best of all, we lived near each other so getting together would not be a problem.
On the designated night, we met at a hotel bar. Everyone was a little nervous, but surprisingly relaxed considering the context of our meeting. We immediately hit it off, and after a few drinks we got a room and went upstairs. Our wives both had on nice looking, conservative dresses, and I knew that my wife had on matching bra, panties and garter belt holding up flesh-colored stockings. I had eyed Joan’s legs and saw that she was wearing dark stockings, and I could only guess what else she had on under the dress.
From their online and in-person discussions, our wives knew that we were both submissive husbands in the bedroom. They were both turned on by the thought of us performing lewd acts with one another, and so they cooked up a scenario that would excite both them and us.
When we got to the room, our wives immediately took charge. Kathy told us both to stand next to each other at the foot of the bed with our hands behind our backs. She and Joan sat next to each other at the foot of the king-sized bed facing us. Kathy then addressed me: “Don, I know that you’ve wanted to suck a cock for a long time, and Joan tells me that Dave wants to do the same thing. So, we’re going to make your fantasies come true, but you have to do it on our terms or we’ll stop the game and go home.”
Joan said, “And this is a game. Kathy and I have been exchanging emails with each other for the past couple of days, and we’ve come up with a list of ‘activities’ that we’d like to see you each do. To make it more interesting, we’re adding some chance to the game.”
Kathy took up where Joan left off, “In the spirit of a game, we’ve made a deck of cards with one activity on each card. The deck is in order now, and Joan and I know what’s going to happen and in what order. We just don’t know who’s going to do what to whom.” Kathy got up and placed a small deck of obviously homemade cards, roughly the size of playing cards, on the credenza near the bed.
Joan said, “One of you will turn over a card and read it aloud, and then cut this deck of regular playing cards. Then the other of you will cut the deck and the holder of the higher card will perform the activity on the other guy. Is that clear? We’ll tell you when to stop.”
Dave and I looked at each other and then at our wives. I don’t know what Dave was thinking, but this isn’t exactly what I had had in mind. It sounded like fun, though.
Kathy started talking again, “But before we get started, Don, I want you to show Dave what a little panty boy you’ve become. Take all of your clothes off and then I want you to put on Joan’s panties. Dave, you’re going to be wearing my panties, so you’d better start getting undressed, too.”
Dave and I looked at each other again, kind of shrugged, and then began undressing. My cock was already getting hard, and as Dave got down to his boxers, I could see that he was semi-hard, too. While we were taking off our clothes, the girls stood, reached under their dresses and pulled their panties off without giving us more than a glimpse of their stocking tops.
“Go ahead, boys. You have to be totally naked before you can put our panties on.” Joan said. We had bahis firmaları both hesitated when we got to our briefs and boxers, but then just went ahead and dropped them. The girls giggled as our cocks sprang out and swayed, semi erect, in front of them.
“I think they like this idea, don’t you Kathy?” said Joan.
“It’s obvious they do. Look at the pre-cum already leaking out of Don’s cock.” said Kathy. “Now don’t pull the panties all the way up – we want you to stop so that they’re just below your balls. OK. Now, each of you start jacking yourself off until you’re good and hard.”
Again, I don’t know what Dave was thinking, but it was obvious from his hardening cock that he liked this idea. We each grabbed our own cocks and started stroking them in front of our fully clothed wives. Well, at least we knew that they didn’t have panties on, and that made it more erotic.
The girls allowed us to stroke our cocks for a minute or so until they were good and hard and then Kathy said, “OK. That’s enough. Drop your cocks and pull the panties all the way up. After you’ve got yourselves tucked in, put your hands behind your backs and don’t touch yourselves again unless one of us says it’s OK to do so. Understand?”
We both nodded, standing there looking somewhat ridiculous, I’m sure, with our now very hard cocks encased in the panties of each other’s wives and our hands clasped behinds our backs, awaiting orders. Dave had on my wife’s panties that I remembered seeing on many occasions; they were stretchy black lace front and back, with a full bottom and ample covering for Dave’s average-sized cock. Joan’s panties, that I was wearing, were mostly white satin, also full-cut, but they had colorful, flowery lace panels in the front near the crotch so that the satin ended in a “V” near my balls and the lace panels were on either side of the “V.” The satin felt good on my cock, and I knew from experience that the lace panties that Dave had on weren’t as slippery, but the stretch lace was going to provide a lot of stimulation to his cock anytime he moved.
Joan said, “Dave, you turn over the first card and read it to us.”
Dave stepped over to the credenza and turned over the first card. He read, “Stroke the other guy’s cock through his panties.”
Dave finished reading just in time for Kathy to present him with the deck of playing cards. “Cut,” was all she said.
Dave cut and he had the six of diamonds. He replaced the cards and Kathy turned to me, “Now you.”
I cut and got the ace of spades. I thought that I would be stroking Dave’s cock, but Joan stopped me first and said, “An ace can be high or low, at the discretion of the one who draws it. So, what do you want to do? Stroke or be stroked?”
I was getting a little excited and felt like I needed some relief. Also, I didn’t know if I was ready to handle another guy’s cock just yet so I said, “I want to be stroked.”
Joan turned to her husband and said, “You heard the man. Stroke his cock.”
This was a first for me. I had never had my cock handled by another man, and very few women for that matter. But I was horny and wanted some stroking, so I just stood there while Dave began to rub the bulge in my panties with his right hand. It felt good, and I started leaking more pre-cum that quickly made a little wet spot near the waistband of Joan’s panties.
The girls were watching intently as Dave stroked my cock and I stood there enjoying it, and after less than a minute Kathy said, “That’s enough. We don’t want Don to come yet. I think we’re ready for another card. Don, turn over the next card and read it to us.”
I was quite hard by now, and a little nervously I went to the credenza and turned over the next card. I read it to everyone. “Pull the waistband down and tuck it under the other guy’s balls and stroke his cock.” Kathy was there with the other deck, and I drew a two of clubs – can’t get much lower than that. Sure enough, Dave drew a jack of clubs, and I knew he’d be stroking me again. I turned towards him and arched my back just a little so that he could reach my panties more easily. He reached out and pulled the waistband under my balls, and then grabbed my cock and started to stroke it. I was in heaven, and my cock was leaking copious amounts of pre-cum, lubricating the head and top of the shaft. Dave noticed this, and used his thumb to spread the pre-cum over the head and that sensitive area just under the head. It was odd to have my cock stroked by another guy, but I had to admit that it felt good. I was getting hornier by the minute, too, and couldn’t wait to start performing some of the tasks on the cards myself.
Joan said, “Stop, Dave. Don’s enjoying that way too much.” I think I could feel myself blushing. “Pull the panties back up over his cock and then turn over and read the next card to us.”
Dave pulled the panties back up over my cock and then read the next card, “With your hands behind your backs, face each other and rub your panty-covered cocks together.”
Joan said, kaçak iddaa “There’s no point in cutting the cards for this one since you’re both participating. Go ahead; let’s see you rub those cocks together. Remember, no cumming until we tell you it’s OK.” Kathy giggled, and Dave and I turned to face each other and moved closer together. We each thrust our hips out a little so that our cocks were close together, and then we closed the final inch and started rubbing our panty-covered cocks together.
It was a little awkward at first, since we were both trying to move at the same time and didn’t have a rhythm. We soon got the hang of it, though, and we’d sort of take turns, Dave humping the front of my panties and my cock while I stood relatively still, and then when I couldn’t stand still any longer, I’d start humping Dave’s cock and panties while he stood still.
The fucking motion was getting me close to cumming very quickly, and the girls must have sensed this because Kathy said “Stop! You guys look like you’re about to make a mess in your panties, and we can’t have that. Yet.”
We backed away from each other and stood facing the girls on the bed. Kathy said, “Don, it’s your turn to read a card.”
I turned over the next card and read it to everyone. “Kneel in front of the other guy and kiss his panty-covered cock and balls.”
Kathy said, “Don, you’re going to be doing this one because Dave performed the action on the first two. So, get down on your knees and let’s see some cock-kissing.”
Dave turned to face me, and I knelt in front of him so that the girls on the bed had a good view. He took the final step towards me so that I could reach his cock with my mouth.
I had never touched another man’s cock with my hands, much less with my mouth, and now here I was in front of my wife and Joan and Dave on my knees with my hands behind my back getting ready to kiss a cock for the first time. I was extremely turned on, but also a little reticent to take this step. But the head of my cock was quickly overpowering the head on my shoulders, and I leaned forward and began kissing his cock through the panties.
It’s hard to describe how exciting this was for me. I could smell the nylon of my wife’s panties, but also Dave’s cock under the panties. I started with a tentative kiss right in the middle of his shaft, and then moved a little lower and pressed a little harder just above his balls. I moved back up and kissed the center of his shaft again, and then moved up to the tip where I kissed the head of his cock and could feel the wetness of Dave’s pre-cum through the fabric of the panties. I opened my lips a little and squeezed the head of his cock with my lips while kissing it, and was rewarded with a little more wetness, which I greedily sucked up; it tasted a little salty, but very good. I then moved down to his balls and tried to kiss them, but they were almost inaccessible; Dave moved his legs apart to allow me better access, and I could smell my wife’s pussy juices on the crotch of her panties as well as Dave’s masculine smell emanating from his balls. I gently kissed his balls through the panties. We were both starting to breath a little heavily, and I took my hands from behind my back and placed both hands on Dave’s hips to steady him and give me greater control over the action. That turned out to be a mistake.
Kathy shouted, “Foul! No hands! Stop what you’re doing and back up.” Dave stepped back and I scooted back a little on my knees.
“I’m sorry. I got excited and just got carried away,” I said.
“We understand, Don,” said Joan, “but you didn’t follow the rules. Now we’re going to have to punish you. Stand up and bend over the bed, resting on your elbows.”
I did as I was told and bent over the bed with my pantied ass in the air.
“You’ve been a bad boy, Don,” said Kathy, “and you know what that means, don’t you?”
I did. “Yes, ma’am. You’re going to have to spank me,” I said.
“Someone’s going to have to spank you, that’s for sure. I think Joan should have the honors, since you’re in her panties,” said Kathy. What kind of logic was that? I wondered, but I didn’t say anything.
“What do you think? Twenty?” said Joan.
“Sounds good to me, although I don’t know how it sounds to Don,” giggled Kathy.
“Let’s just do it so we can get back to the game,” I said.
Joan stood behind me and gave me twenty smacks on the ass with the palm of her hand. It didn’t hurt much, but it did hurt, and it was humiliating to be there in front of Dave and my wife in Joan’s panties while she spanked me.
After Joan was done spanking me, Kathy said, “Don, go stand by Dave again while he turns over the next card and reads it.”
I returned to my place by Dave while he turned over the next card. He read, “Kneel in front of the other guy, tuck the waist band of his panties under his balls, and kiss and lick his cock and balls. Do not suck his cock.”
Kathy presented the deck to Dave and he cut – a seven of diamonds. She told kaçak bahis me to cut, and I got a deuce of clubs.
Kathy said, “Okay Dave, on your knees and let’s see you worship Don’s cock; but remember, no sucking, or we’ll have to punish you, too.”
Dave moved in front of me and knelt down, and pulled the front of my panties under my balls. My cock was as hard as a rock, and pre-cum was practically flowing from the tip, making the head all wet and shiny. Dave immediately leaned forward and started to kiss the shaft, first in the middle, and then moving down towards my balls. He kissed my balls and gently sucked them into his mouth (no foul here, apparently, since the girls didn’t say anything), and then he moved back up towards the head. As he got to the head and started kissing around it, I gave an involuntary moan and so did Dave. There was nothing I wanted more than to start fucking his warm, wet mouth with my cock, but I didn’t want to slow the game by being punished again.
I glanced over at our wives, and saw that they both had their skirts pulled up in front and they were both fingering their own pussies; they obviously were turned on by what was happening in front of them.
“That’s enough,” said Joan. “Tuck Don’s cock back in his panties and stand up, Dave.” Dave did as he was told and was soon standing beside me again.
“Don, it’s your turn to read the next card,” said Joan.
I turned over the next card and read “Kneel in front of the other guy. Tuck the waistband of his panties under his balls. The other guy will hold his cock out and milk pre-cum from it. You may kiss and lick the pre-cum from the head of his cock, but no more than the head can enter your mouth.”
Kathy turned to me to cut; I got a five of spades. It looked like I’d be letting Dave lick the head of my cock. That is, until he cut – he got the three of hearts.
Neither of the girls said anything – they didn’t have to at this point. The sexual tension was very high, and both Dave and I were more than ready to do whatever was on the cards.
I knelt in front of Dave and tucked his panties under his balls again. He immediately grabbed his cock and started stroking it, milking out the pre-cum inches from my face. As soon as there was a big drop that started to run down the underside of the head, I leaned in and licked it up and then immediately locked my lips around the head of his cock. It felt so nasty to be kneeling there with the head of his cock in my mouth, savoring the salty pre-cum and trying to kiss and suck a little more into my mouth. I ran my tongue over the tip while the head was in my mouth, and I even tried to put my tongue into the hole, something that Kathy loves doing to me. My own cock was throbbing in my panties, and I involuntarily began to make little fucking motions with my hips. From the corner of my eye I could see the girls eagerly rubbing their pussies as they watched me enjoy the pre-cum and the new sensation of having a cockhead in my mouth.
I sucked the head a little, and then pulled back, enjoying watching Dave stroke his cock inches from my face until there was another drop for me to lick off. When the pre-cum was glistening on the tip of his cock, I would lean in and either lick it off or kiss it into my own mouth, enjoying the mild saltiness and the nastiness of performing for Dave and for our wives. I felt like a little slut in my panties waiting anxiously for the next drop of salty pre-cum so that I could lewdly lick it off for my audience.
While this was going on, our wives must have felt the need to get more comfortable, because when I next glanced over I saw that they had removed their blouses and skirts and were now dressed only in their bras, garter belts and stockings. Dave and I still had their panties on from the matching sets. They were obviously excited, with their legs spread and their fingers working vigorously on their sloppy wet pussies.
Sooner than I was ready to hear, Kathy said, “Don, that’s enough. Put Dave’s cock back in his panties and stand up next to him.” With one last lick of his pre-cum, I pulled the front of the panties back up and tucked him in.
“You boys know what’s coming next, I’m sure,” said Joan. We did know, though we hadn’t spoken a word to each other. The next card would surely have one of us sucking the other’s cock.
“Okay then, it’s Dave’s turn to read a card,” said Kathy.
Dave dutifully turned over a card and began to read, “Both of you kneel in front of the other guy’s wife and lick her pussy. No touching yourselves while you’re pleasuring us.”
Though it wasn’t what we’d expected, pussy licking was one of my favorite activities, and we got right to it. Again, sooner than we wanted it to end, Kathy said, “That’s enough. Go back to your places.” We got up and resumed our places at the foot of the bed, our mouths covered with pussy juice and our cocks soaking the fronts of our panties with pre-cum.
“Don, you read the next card,” said Joan.
I turned over the next card and wasn’t surprised to see this: “Kneel in front of the other guy and tuck his panties under his balls, and then suck his cock, as much and as deeply as you can. You can use your hands. The one being sucked mustn’t come.”
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