This is the story of our first swap. The names have been changed . But as for the rest its as faithful to the truth as I can remember. Sorry Its a bit long. We’d been out for the evening with a couple of our closest friends, Maggie and Richard. We’d all had a few drinks and gone back to their house. Nothing unusual there, we often did after a night out but this night was to prove different. My wife Dianne and I have known Maggie and Richard for the best part of 20 years. Maggie and Dianne were school friends and when I met and married Dianne I naturally became friendly with Maggie and her husband Richard. We see each other every few weeks and hang around at one anothers houses quite a lot. Maggie is just 5 foot, blond and in her 40s slim with an almost boyish figure. Small pert boobs and a round peachy bum. Richard is slightly older and mixed race about 5’9 with a small beer belly and a shaven head. Richard has always had a thing about my wife. He flirts (badly) with her all the time. I can’t blame him as I think she’s stunning. Even in her 40’s she get lots of admiring looks from men. She’s 5’2 with long dark hair, a pretty face with sexy, dark eyes. She a curvy size 12, with an hour glass shape, 44dd boobs and a big round arse that loves to be slapped. She gets hit on all the time by guys but I had no doubts that she was a good and faithful wife. This evening although we’d had a drink and were feeling a little giddy however I wouldn’t have said we were drunk and we were sipping beers and chatting when Maggie asked us about our holiday. We were due to leave for a break in a few days and I couldn’t wait. We chatted about the resort and the usual things you do when Richard asked Dianne, “Do you sunbathe topless?” “Most of the time yes. Whey do you ask?” She responded. “Just a conversation that Maggie and I were having the other day. Maggie usually goes topless and I was asking her how it felt knowing that strange men are checking out your tits.” “Richard!” Cut in Maggie. “Just asking babe.” He said spreading his hands in apology. “It’s OK, if I’m honest at my age I like being checked out on or off the beach.” Dianne said with a giggle. “On or off the beach?” I asked. “Well yes on the beach you know men are going to look, after all what guy wouldn’t look when a girl is topless? Sometimes though even over here you wear a dress that's tight or low cut or just a bit to short when you want to be looked at. And we all like to be looked at don’t we Maggie?” Dianne replied, looking to her friend. Maggie blushed and glanced at her husband then looked back at Dianne and said, “I suppose so.” “Whoa, let me get this straight. You wear stuff knowing that it’ll make guys check you out?” Said Richard. “Sometimes.” She replied. “Like what?” He asked. “Well its like Di said, something low cut or short or like a tight pair of jeans that show off your bum.” She admitted. “Your always in those jeans!” Richard said in mock shock which made us all laugh and lightened the atmosphere. Richard took a large pull on his beer and then said to me, “Can you believe these two? Showing off for strangers. Tits out on holiday and “look at my bum” over here. And yet they bet they wouldn't show off in front of someone they know.” “That’s true, how come its OK to show your boobs to a stranger? You’d never go topless if we were all on holiday together. Would you?” I said “I might.” Said Dianne. “We just might have to book a holiday with you guys.” Joked Richard in response. “Go on then whats the naughtiest think you’ve done?” I asked Dianne. She thought for a moment or two then smiled and said, “You’ll remember the night Maggie, We were out in town and I will admit I’d had a few drinks and We..er I was feeling naughty. These blokes had been chatting us up all night and bought us a couple of drinks. I was wearing a short dress and no bra. So as we danced I jiggled my boobs towards them. Then I danced with my arms stretched up. I knew that the dress was so short it would flash my panties. I was so drunk I’d ..er forgot I was wearing a thong so I suppose I flashed them my bum.” Well I hadn’t known about this. My wife shaking her tits and showing her arse to men in our town. I wasn’t angry though. I was intrigued and I wanted to know more. Richard beat me to it though when he smiled and asked Maggie, “And what were you doing?” “Dancing.” She said innocently. “Just, dancing?” He asked in a knowing voice. She wasn’t sure what she should say. She wanted to admit that she was as wild as Dianne, but she was unsure how Richard would react. Had she been sober I think she would have stopped the conversation there but her naughty side won out and she admitted, “OK, OK, I was just like Di, bending over so they could see my cleavage and flashing my thighs. Happy?” “Very!” Said Richard, smiling. “And the guys just watched?” I asked. Dianne and Maggie looked at each other and suddenly both looked very guilty. “Go on we won’t get angry. What happened next?” Richard asked. “You won’t get mad?” Dianne asked. Richard and I promised we wouldn’t and she continued, “I won’t lie. They danced with us, tried it on as guys do. Tried to kiss us and cop a feel.” “That doesn't sound that bad.” I said. “I suppose what makes it bad is that we’d encouraged them. I don’t know about Maggie but it made me feel sexy to be wanted by these younger guys. To be honest I wanted to let them go further but of course we didn’t.” Dianne said with a furtive glance to her friend. There was a little lull in the conversation while we all digested what had just been said. Finally Richard broke the ice and said, “Well I still don’t get it you’ve both admitted that you like flashing strangers and on holiday your even happy to let strangers look at your tits. Yet here we are. Men you’ve known for years and you wouldn’t show us anything.” “Are you saying you want to look at my tits Richard?” Said Dianne. She was looking directly at him and there was no doubt it was a challenge. After all how could he say yes with his wife at his side and me with Dianne. “Well you admitted that you like showing them off.” He replied, lamely “And how would you feel if it was Maggie flashing her boobs?” Dianne asked in a mock scolding tone. “Fucking turned on!” He said. That surprised her but she was quick to recover. She said, “What would we get out of it though. I mean if we gave you a treat like that It’s like sure it would be a thrill if we did it but its not like you’d be getting your cock out” As soon as she said the word “cock” I knew something was in the air. She would usually say “willy” in public. That’s even if she spoke about a penis. The word “cock” was very much a bedroom word and her use of it made the hairs on the back of my neck tingle. “I’d be happy to get my cock out for anyone.” Said Richard. She thought about this for a moment then said, “Give us a minute.” Then taking Maggie's hand they disappeared upstairs. “Not sure what you’ve started here mate.” I said. We laughed and Richard got us another couple of beers. The girls were gone a good 10 minutes and I thought we were going to be in real trouble. Then finally they came downstairs and back into the lounge. They stood together and I noticed that Maggie had a pack of cards in her hand. “We’ve had a chat and we are happy for you to see our boobs, but your going to have to work for it. If your agreeable we play strip pontoon. Lowest hand on each round removes an item of clothing. Agreed?” Dianne said. Richard and I nodded and we all sat on the floor around their coffee table and with trembling fingers Maggie dealt the first hand. Until you play a stripping game you never realise how many more clothes women wear than men. The odds are very much in their favour. I think they knew this too and as we played and drank and joked around we all started to relax. After all we’d know each other for years and done lots of dumb stuff together. It felt like we were just pushing the envelope a little further than we had before. However there was no denying the electricity in the air. Who knew that watching your wife’s friend taking her shoe of could be so exciting! After playing for a while and having a really giggle as we did, it was stating to get interesting. I had my shirt, jeans and boxers left. Richard was in just his jeans and underwear. Dianne was in her blouse, skirt and underwear. The one in some real trouble now though was Maggie. Having lost her shoes, tights and cardigan she was now in a dress and her underwear and my cock was already getting hard at the thought of her losing the dress. However Dianne was the next the next hand. Which gave her something of a dilemma. Skirt or blouse? She thought about it for a moment and then without standing she shuffled off her skirt. The table hid most of her but all of her her shapely thighs were now on show. I lost next and removed my shirt. I’m in pretty good shape and got to the gym 3 or 4 times per week and I saw how Maggie checked out my shape. The next had was lost by Richard. He shuffled of his jeans in the same manner that Dianne had removed her skirt. The girls teased him terribly about having to get his dick out if he lost another hand. As the cards were shown at the end of the next hand it was Maggie had lost. There was also no way she could take off her dress without standing up. For a moment I thought she would chicken out then with a sigh she stood and unzipped the dress and let it fall to the floor. She quickly sat back down but not before I’d had a good look at her thighs and panties. They were pink and matched the pretty pink bra she was wearing. I found it hard to take my eyes off her as Richard dealt the next hand. That was probably why I lost and after removing my jeans I was in the same boat as Richard. Now only Dianne could afford to lose without having to expose something. So I asked, “What happens if Richard or I lose the next hand? Are we out or does the winner of the hand give us a forfeit?” Richard and I suggested playing until there was a sole winner. The girls consulted and agreed we should play until winner. So forfeits it would be. Their decision did surprises me as this meant al least one of them having to strip. But we were all having fun so why stop? In the event Richard lost the next hand and to a chorus of “Off, off off!” He stood up and took off his underwear. His cock was, dark, looked pretty thick and was already semi hard. I noted that Dianne had a good look before he sat down and we resumed the game. It was Dianne who lost next and now she was in just bra and panties. Her black bra was not quite hiding her large dark aureoles the top of which peeped over the cups. Richard couldn’t stop looking. This was going to be a big hand. If I lost, I’d be naked and have to show Maggie my very stiff cock. If either of the girls lost. They’d have to expose their breasts. As for Richard, what task would they have in store? The cards were dealt, the hand played and Dianne lost. My wife was going to have to show off her tits. Richards and Maggie’s eyes were riveted on her as she reached behind and undid her bra. With her other hand she held the cups against her breasts. Then after a moment she let it fall. “Wow you have fantastic tits Di.” Said Richard. She lent round so she could look at his cock and replied, “Glad you approve.” She had her revenge on the next hand though. As she was the winner and he was the loser. Her forfeit was for him to fetch us all a beer from the kitchen. Meaning his nudity would be fully exposed. As he walked away she called, “Nice arse Rick!” Maggie lost next and it was her tern to be the centre of attention. We all looked at her as she removed her pretty bra and then her small pert tits were on show. Her small nipples were erect and looked so suckable. I’ve known Maggie for years and never dreamed I’d see her tits. Now their was a real chance that I see her pussy. Richard lost the next two in a row First Maggie had him do a dance in the middle of the room then I had him walk to the back gate and back. If any of their neighbors had been up they’d have got quite an eye full. We were all on pins though wondering who’d be the next one to have to get naked. Finally there was a loser and it was Maggie. This was a big moment, would she be off to bed or would she really expose her pussy? She may have been a little drunk by now as she never hesitated. She stood and removed her panties. Exposing her neat landing strip and pussy lips before sitting back down. I lost next and quickly removed my boxers. My cock was stiff and Maggie couldn’t help commenting, “Someones enjoying the game.” I looked at her tits and said, “Enjoying the view more.” Which made her smile. At that point Dianne had won and I suppose we should have stopped playing. But when Dianne picked up the cards and dealt the next hand no one stopped her. This time Richard won and Maggie lost and it was her turn to be exposed as she fetched our drinks. God but she has a cracking arse! As it wiggled prettily as she walked. To Richards great delight Dianne lost the next hand. She stood and pulled off her panties showing us all her shaven slit. He let out a low whistle as it was exposed for him. Again we could have stopped but we didn’t and after a few more slightly lame dares the hand that really changed the evening happened. Dianne lost and Richard won. There was slow music playing and he asked her to dance with him for a song. They stood in the centre of the room and he took her in his arms. Her naked breasts, with their thick stiff nipples pushed against his chest and his erect cock pressed against her belly. Her hands were held loosely around his neck while his hands rested oh here hips. I had a quick look at Maggie. She was transfixed, watching her husband and her best friend naked in front of her. I thought about taking hold of her but I wasn’t sure if that would break the spell. I have to admit my cock was rock hard as I looked on. I can’t tell you why but I was willing Richard to go further. Then as we watched his hands slipped from Dianne’s hips to her buttocks. He was feeling her naked arse in front of us, like we weren’t there. Dianne didn’t stop him or scold him. His own wife, Maggie could have stopped it, I suppose I could too. But there was something in the air and none of us wanted to spoil it. The song ended and a more uptempo song started. Dianna pulled away from Richard and turned so her back was facing him as she moved to the faster music. It looked like the cards were forgotten. She beckoned to Maggie to dance with her and her friend joined her moving to the music with a small gap between them. I was sitting and watching enjoying the sight of Maggie’s peachy bum, trimmed bush and bouncing tits as she moved to the music. Watching wasn’t enough for Richard. He took a step forward and put his hands back on her hips. His erect cock pressing against her arse cheeks he swayed with Dianne in time to the music. He nuzzled into her neck and she lent her head back and raised her hands and reached behind her to stroke his hair. After a moment or two his hands moved up and he was cupping my wife’s heavy breast’s. Neither Maggie or Dianne stopped him but what they did do took my breath away. Maggie took a step forward and kissed Dianne on the lips. Dianne kissed her right back too. Was I really seeing this? My wife and her best friend naked and kissing while Richard rubbed his cock against her arse and felt her tits. One thing I did know is that I didn’t want to be left out any longer. I got up and positioned myself behind Maggie. I felt her tremble slightly as I put my hand on her hips and pressed myself against her. Her skin felt soft and silky as I traced my hand up to her breast and took her firm tit in my hand. I heard Dianne gasp and saw that Richards hand was against her bald pubic mound, his fingers were inside her. Her hand dropped and half turning she took hold of his cock. Maggie and Dianne’s stopped kissing and Maggie looked at her husbands cock in her friends hand and then turned to face me. I kissed her and she passionately responded. Her hands held my face while my hands found her tight arse and gently caressed the silky skin of her buttocks. Over her shoulder I saw Dianne led to a sofa by Richard. They sat side by side and kissed. Her hand found his cock while he groped her tits. Then I concentrated on Maggie. I whispered that we should get more comfortable and we lay down on the rug in front of the fire. She lay on her back and I worked my way down her body sucking her nipples and kissing her stomach until I was level with her bush. Her legs opened and I was looking at her slightly open slit with its small protruding lips. I got between her legs and nuzzled her cunt taking in its aroma. Then I started lapping at her clit, always with one eye on my wife. Dianne bent over Richard and I knew what she was going to do. It was something she had done to me hundreds of times now I saw her do it to another man. She took his brown cock in her mouth. I knew the pleasure he would be experiencing as her lips moved up and down on his glistening shaft. As she sucked him he was reaching round to finger her hole. His eyes closed and he abandoned himself to the pleasure her mouth was giving and the feeling of his fingers in her cunt. Maggie was writhing in pleasure as I licked her clit. Then without warning she gripped the sides of my head and ground her pussy into my face. Seconds later her warm juices were dripping off my chin and my tongue made her cum. She took a few moments of heavy breathing to regain a little composure and then in a low voice she said, “Fuck me. Please fuck me.” I knelt between her thighs and rubbed my hard cock against the lips of her pussy. She whimpered and I pushed my cock inside her wet cunt. She let out a loud moan. As I pushed myself deep inside her and I glanced up at Richard to gauge his reaction to seeing his wife being fucked. His eyes were locked on us and at that moment he ejaculated in my wife’s mouth. She swallowed as much as she could but some of his seed escaped and ran along her cheek. I looked back down to Maggie. Her eye’s were closed and I kissed her as I groped her tits and fucked her. I took my time and enjoyed her body, after all when would I get this chance again? A quick glance told me that Dianne was being fingered by Richard as he watched me and Maggie. Then she gripped me tighter and asked me to fuck her harder. I did as asked and started pounding my cock into her cunt. Soon she was moaning and shouting. “Oh fuck, oh fucking hellllllll! I’m cumming!” She yelled. Her already wet cunt was now sopping and I could feel her wetness on my balls as I empties them deep inside her. I rolled off her exhausted and looked over at my wife. Her head was thrown back and she was having her own orgasm as Richards fingers made her gush over the sofa. What do you say after that? There was a long satisfied silence that was finally broken by Maggie. She lent over and kissed me softly. “Thank you.” She said. Then to Richard she said, “I’m tired out. I’m off to bed.” She gave Dianne a long hug and disappeared upstairs. We all pulled our clothes back on and chatted as we waited for a taxi. As we were leaving Richard half jokingly asked “Same time next week?” In bed I chatted with Dianne about what had happened. She admitted that she and Maggie had agreed a lot of what had happened when they were upstairs. They’d intended to get naked and get us naked but they hadn’t thought it would get as far as it had. She asked me if it had made me feel jealous seeing her with Richard. I admitted it had a little but this had been dwarfed by how much it had turned me on seeing her sucking his cock. “Would you do it again?” I asked “I think so and ..well I feel like I owe Richard.” She said. “Owe him what?” I asked. “Well you fucked Maggie and he didn’t get to fuck me.” “I suppose your right.” I smiled Then I gave her the fucking she’d missed out on.