This is a re-post, and a re-write, as our original story seems to have disappeared from the site. This is a true account of events that took place around 30 years ago, a couple of years after Bubbs and I met. My preference is to read stories all in one go, so apologies if you find this too long. We had been together for a couple of years, so at the time this story took place I would have been 19 and Bubbs 18. We had a very physical relationship, but were both still living with our parents, so our sexy time was mostly restricted to the back seat of my old Cortina. I used to collect Bubbs and we’d drive around, go to a pub, etc. Often we would end up parked somewhere, usually the old airfield near Yelverton on Dartmoor - what I suppose would be called a dogging site, nowadays. Our relationship has always been very open minded, and we’d sit and tell each other our fantasies - the usual stuff, threesomes, orgies, etc. We’d build ourselves up to a frenzy with stories of who we’d like to join us, and then shag like teenagers. :) That summer my parents were going away for a fortnights holiday, and for the first time I was staying at home. Most of the appeal to missing the family holiday was that Bubbs was going to be able to stay at my parents house with me - we could enjoy the freedom and comfort of a house to ourselves for two whole weeks! In the build up to that fortnight, our fantasy talk took a natural twist in the direction of who we would invite to join us at the house. That made it seem more real, and we both got even more turned on than normal. I can remember laying in the back of my car afterwards, and asking Bubbs if she wanted to make the fantasy into a reality. Initially she thought I was joking, or that this was more fantasy to build up a quick repeat shag, but when she realised that I was serious she went quiet for a few moments, and dared me “Ok then, who?”. After we had gotten rid of the inevitable hard-on that her response caused, we sat and started thinking about who we could or would involve. We wondered about trying to pick up a random person and invite them back, but quickly discounted that as unlikely to work. We also discounted our closest friends, as being too likely to cause drama if it didn’t work out. We didn’t think about couples, so started going through singles that we knew well enough to try and seduce. We talked about girls as well as guys, as we already knew that Bubbs was ‘curious’, but none of the girls seemed right to us. We settled on a guy called Dean, who was the same age as us, and an occasional drinking buddy, without being someone we saw every week. We talked enough to be sure that we both really wanted to try this, and then set out a plan. The weekend that my parents left for their holiday, I picked up Bubbs, and we went back to the house. I had arranged for Dean to meet us at the house that evening, so we could all walk to the local pub. We were both so nervous and excited, but we had it all planned out. Dean arrived in the early evening, to find Bubbs walking around the place in a tiny pair of denim shorts, and a strappy vest. He could barely keep his eyes to himself, so we knew that part of the plan was working. We all had a can of beer, and then I asked Dean if he wanted to go for a proper pint. He said yes, and then we mentioned that Bubbs was going to stay at home, as she just wanted to relax in her ‘home’. He looked disappointed that she was not going to join us at the pub, but off we went, leaving her behind. Bear in mind that this was in the era before mobile phones, so I wasn’t going to be able to let her know how the plan was working out. The next time she saw me, I’d either have Dean with me or he would have run a mile, and I’d be walking home on my own. She would only know when when we arrived. About half way to the pub, I just came right out with it. I told Dean that Bubbs and I had a plan, and that the reason she stayed home was because she wanted to be able to claim innocence if it all went wrong, so she could blame me. He was intrigued and nervous at the same time, so I told him straight; we wanted him to come back to the house with me, and we wanted him to join us for a threesome. He just stopped walking, and stared at me. Then he said “Fucking hell mate, I need that pint!” and walked off! I walked with him, we went in the pub, and I bought a couple of pints. He was really quiet, but half way through his beer he said “You are serious, aren’t you?”. “Yep”, I replied. He wanted to be reassured that Bubbs was really up for this as well, and when be understood that she was, he downed what was left of his pint, and we left. Bubbs’ face when we walked back in to the house together was a picture - she looked at me, looked at Dean, and went bright red! She could tell from the nervous smile on Dean’s face that I had asked him, and he could tell from her reaction that this was real. I went through into the kitchen to get three cans of beer, and when I came back to the lounge they were still stood there, avoiding eye contact and not talking. I passed them a can each, and suggested we just sit down and relax. That broke the ice, and Dean moved to sit on the sofa. I sat in an armchair, and Bubbs sat next to me on the arm of the same chair. We chatted about nonsense for a few minutes, with lots of nervous giggles and furtive glances. Then I looked at Bubbs and asked her if she was still sure she wanted to do this. She looked at Dean, looked at me and nodded. I pulled Bubbs onto my lap, and slowly pulled her vest up over her head. She was braless, so there she was, pretty as a picture, sat on my lap with her bare breasts pointing at Dean on the other side of the room. His jaw hit his chest, and he just stared while I slowly ran my fingers up her arm and over her breasts. For our first time in that situation, it all felt very surreal. I’m not sure how much time passed before anyone moved, but I don’t think it was long. I nudged Bubbs, she looked at me, and I nodded her in Dean’s direction. She grinned at me, then got up and walked over. She kneeled before him by the sofa, took his hand and moved it to her breast. Her reaction was one that people who have played with us since will recognise… Bubbs is quite shy and demure normally, but once nakedness happens she gets confident and often takes the lead. While Dean was playing with her breasts, she was rubbing his jeans and murmuring contentedly at the growing bulge there. After a few minutes, she fumbled at his belt, undid his jeans and pulled them down. His cock sprang free, and she took it in her hand. She looked over her shoulder at me, smiled, and then lowered her head to suck Dean’s cock. All the while, I was still sat on the armchair at the other side of the room, watching them. I stood up and removed my jeans, then sat down again to watch Bubbs enjoy herself. The feeling was strange - excitement mixed with nerves. This was the first time that I had ever been in the same room as another man’s erection, and certainly the first time I had watched a blowjob taking place, let alone that it was my girlfriend doing it! I can remember that I enjoyed the view, but for some reason I had gone a bit shy. My jeans were off, but I sat with a cushion on my lap hiding my cock away. No one noticed, and I didn’t want to join in just yet, so I just sat there enjoying the show. After a while, Dean started thrusting his hips a bit. Bubbs knew what this meant, and carried on until he warned her that he was going to cum. She murmured something past her mouthful of cock, and he said “Oh fuck!”, and came in her mouth. Bubbs made appreciative noises, and swallowed the lot. It was obvious from Dean’s reaction that this was a new experience to him, and this was my first glimmer of how lucky I was to have found a girlfriend who loves a mouthful of hot sticky cum. I didn’t even know that ‘spitters’ were a thing, before then! As she was licking her lips clean, she looked over at me and saw the cushion. She rolled her eyes and came over to me on all fours, taking the same position in front of me. She moved the cushion out of the way, and smiled “Your turn!”. Then she started playing with my balls and cock, to get me fully hard. When she was happy, she started sucking and licking me, repeating what she’d just finished with Dean. He was sat on the sofa watching, so I waved him over to join us. He got up, and his cock was still rock hard. Without staring, it seemed to me that he was probably a bit longer than me, but not as wide. Bubbs later confirmed my amateur assessment of another man’s cock. :) He knelt on the floor next to Bubbs, and was reaching under her to play with her breasts while she sucked my cock. This went on for a while, until she reached one hand to take hold of his cock. She stroked him when she was sucking me, and the contended noises she was making turned me on so much. She let go of Dean and started fumbling at her own jean shorts, then told Dean to help her take them off. He looked at me to make sure that wasn’t going too far, and then moved to undo her buttons and remove her jeans. She either wasn’t wearing any knickers, or they came off with the jeans, because suddenly she was fully naked on her knees between us. Dean moved back to the side of her, and was running his hand from her breasts, down her stomach, to her pussy. He must have been doing something right, because her breath deepened as she was sucking my cock. After a few minutes she looked up and me, looked over at Dean and told him to fuck her. Dean moved behind her and she wiggled her ass at him while still sucking me. He moved into position, and as he started pushing forwards and into her, it tipped me over the edge and I came deep into the back of Bubbs’ mouth. She noisily slurped it all down, and then braced herself with her head in my lap as Dean started fucking her from behind. I can remember that he and I looked at each other with huge grins on our faces. He gradually built up speed, and her head and arms were moving around over my lap. This time he didn’t pause to check it was Ok, he just shouted that he was cuming at the same time that it happened, and filled her pussy with his second load. Bubbs shrieked her orgasm at the same moment, and they both collapsed in a heap on the floor. When she had got her breath back, Bubbs got up and went to the bathroom. Dean just looked at me, and repeated “Fucking hell mate!”. I laughed, and told him that we had fantasised about having a threesome for ages, and that he was the lucky guy we chose. Bubbs came back from the bathroom with three more cans of beer. It felt oddly right to just sit around naked, drinking beer and relaxed. I sat on the floor next to her, and casually stroked her body, just like we did in the back of the car when it was just us two. We all talked about how horny the situation was. After a while, Bubbs told us both to sit on the sofa. She sat between us, and was playing with our cocks while we stroked and teased a breast each. I then moved to the floor, between her legs, and started rubbing the tip of my growing cock against her pussy. She twisted slightly so that she could reach Dean with both of her hands, and got both of us hard again - the joys of being 19! I gradually pushed into her wet sticky pussy, and she started wanking Dean. As I started moving in and out, she pulled him so that he had to get on his knees on the sofa next to her, and she started sucking his cock again. This was an extreme close up view for me, and I’m afraid I did not last long watching her! I grunted my cum into her pussy, mixing it with Dean’s, and then held myself in place while I watched them. She pulled back and just sat there holding him for a while, and then we sat about and relaxed again, drinking beer and chatting. An idea popped into my head that had not been part of our plan, but it just felt like something I wanted to experience. It was getting late by then, and when Dean went to the bathroom himself, I told Bubbs… I wanted to go up to our bedroom and leave her on her own with Dean, if she was up for it. She asked why, and I couldn’t explain it - it just felt like something I wanted to experience. It wasn’t a big deal, we just nodded and said Ok then. Dean came back, and I told him I was off to bed, but Bubbs wasn’t tired yet, so would stay down for a while. By now nothing seemed to surprise him, and off I went. We’ve never since had any urge to take part in the cuckold scene, and back then I would not even have known that word, but there was an odd thrill to being upstairs on my own, knowing they were down there but not knowing what was happening. The nearest that we have been to that experience since has been occasional meets that Bubbs has had with ladies on their own, without any male involvement. It’s exciting to imagine what is going on, and know that you are going to be told all of the details later on. About 30 minutes later Bubbs came upstairs. She had a quick shower, and then came in to join me in the bedroom. She was very contented, and we just lay there whispering to each other about what an amazing evening it had been. Dean had chosen to crash out on the sofa, and when we woke up in the morning he had left the house very early. We were disappointed when we found that out, as we’d woken up with the idea that we could spend all day in the house fucking. Again, this was in the pre-mobile phone era, and it was a few days before I saw Dean again. I asked why he had left so early, and he said he’d woken up too embarrassed to face us, that he thought it must have been just the alcohol that made us do it. He didn’t know the weeks of sober planning that went into it! I had a mind to ask if he wanted to repeat, but something about his body language told me he was unsure, so I left it. After that we occasionally saw Dean around, and once he seemed to try to get me to join him and his new girlfriend, but I was too stupid to reply that it could only happen if his girlfriend and Bubbs fancied each other and we made it a foursome. We never did repeat with Dean, and for years we didn’t find anyone else that we felt would work. Then a few years later we started a family, and for various reasons we did not ‘swing’ for 25 years. The memories described here were a large part of our fantasy talk during those ‘vanilla’ years, and I think we always knew that we would try this again one day. Then with the kids all grown up and us having some freedom back, Bubbs grew increasingly curious about her bi side. It was this that led us to this site, and to some amazing new horny memories of Bubbs losing her bi-cherry, and confirming that we do really enjoy meeting the right people, and getting downright naughty with them! Again, sorry for such a long story. Personally I do not like reading them in sections, so here it is all in one telling. Hope some of you enjoy, and maybe one day we’ll get to know you and create even more memories. ;) Swbubbs xxx