Great web site! Some friends suggested we take a look and send in our story. We spent a week in our timeshare in Portugal in August and my wife, Liz, got fucked by a waiter from the restaurant near the timeshare! We are both in our early sixties, semi-retired, by no means carpets and slippers, we’re both slim and very active and we do enjoy our sex and Liz is very much into oral and anal sex as well as good old lay position number one and although we hadn’t swung with other couples we had discussed it and agreed that one day we’d try it! We’ve been going to the restaurant for years, know the owner very well and the week we go to our timeshare it coincides with his birthday. This year he was sixty so a very special birthday party for him and we were invited. Now, Liz is no slouch and has a great slim 36-24-32 figure with shapely tanned legs (no need for tights) so decided to wear a pencil-tight white mini dress for the party, white bra and thong and, yes, white stilettos! After a champagne reception, a sit down meal with endless litres of wine, we got to the speeches, cards and presents, then dancing to a disco outside in the evening air, still very warm from the day’s sunshine, and still more sparkling white wine. We weren’t drunk but we were ‘merry’ and in that holiday frame of mind with not a care in the world! Once they’d cleared away the tables the waiters joined the party and it wasn’t long before one of them got Liz up and dancing, and I soon followed, dancing with one of the owner’s female friends. I didn’t notice Liz as I danced with a number of the ladies and it was a good ninety minutes later when I finally decided to take a break from 1970s disco when the first of the slow songs came on. I went and got a fresh glass of cooling wine. When I took a closer look at the dance floor, there was Liz in a slow-dancing scrum of a dozen or so, and to my amazement she was - arms around the waiter’s shoulders, stomach tight against his, and in a full-on snog! I laughed! The cheeky hussy! Wouldn’t be surprised if she wanted to fuck him, I thought to myself! Then it hit me – I probably wouldn’t mind it either! My sexy sixtysomething wife of forty years, never been fucked by another man, pulling a young good looking guy? Well, why not?! I should have been jealous or worried but I wasn’t. So, when she eventually broke off dancing, went to fix her make up and hair she re-joined me. “You’d like to fuck him wouldn’t you?” She protested – “Of course not!” I smiled, “Look darling don’t worry. I’d like it if he fucked you! Look, I think it’s really fantastic that my slim, good-looking wife is sexy enough, attractive enough, to turn a young guy on! Go do it!” She did. An hour later she got back and we got into our car to drive back to our villa. She sucked me off on the way back. After swallowing a big mouthful of my cum she told me what happened. He was called Rad, a university student, Bulgarian, working the summer in another country, near the sea. He took her to his car, tucked away at the far end of the restaurant car park. They got in the back. They snogged for about ten minutes before she opened up his trousers and brought out his cock. It was massive – ten inches with a promising thick shaft. She pulled the foreskin back, and sucked on the fat, exposed head. Rad unzipped the back of her dress and unclipped her bra. Liz wriggled free of the dress and bra and went back to sucking him. In his broken English Rad said he liked it but didn’t want to cum in her mouth, for now. He wanted her pussy. Liz unclipped her thong to reveal her trim, almost fully shaven pussy. He gently fingered the twin vertical lips until they oozed pussy oil, then slid a finger or two in, found her clit and massaged it sweetly while they snogged. Ten minutes later he announced - ‘Now I’m ready’ and Liz brought herself up, opened her legs and gently lowered her pussy over Rad’s high, rock hard, fat ten inches, “It felt like a one litre win bottle up there!” she said with some pride. As Liz pumped up and down, slowly at first, Rad caressed her breasts and kissed her nipples. Then she began to quicken the pace and as he threw his head back, eyes closed, he lot out a series of low moans. “It must have been another five minutes or so, then bang, no warning, he shot! Shit, he must have had a gallon of cum in his balls! His cock just wouldn’t stop shooting, I couldn’t believe it! I stayed on top of him for ages. He was so big for ages after...only then did I get off, and sucked the cum off his cock.” But Liz wasn’t finished. She wanted more! Rad duly obliged. After another five or so minutes of snogging Liz took his cock in her mouth and brought it up, slowly, lovingly, caressingly – tonguing it, licking it, kissing it, biting it, as she eased his cock back up to its full ten inches. Then she went to work and took the cock from the front of her mouth to the back of her throat and back again. Once again Rad started to moan and Liz knew he was ready. Liz bit hard on the fleshy layers behind the head and Rad suddenly released his load, three, four, five whiplash jets of hot spunk shot across Liz’s tongue, hitting the sides of her mouth and the back of her throat. Ten minutes later Liz got up, put on her bra, thong and dress and returned across the car park to the restaurant. In the loo she fixed her hair, lipstick and make-up and, finding me, we walked arm in arm back to our car – and back to our villa. Soon after we got back to Blighty, we advertised in a contact mag for a young single guy to join us for a sexy threesome. It hasn’t happened yet but we’re hoping it will. When it does we’ll write again! Al and Liz