Only the most observant would have noticed that for most of the meal, I had only used my right hand and my companion, my wife Gina, had only used her left.  Her right hand was gently wanking my erect cock.  My left hand was inside her knickers, middle two fingers hooked up her cunt.

We were in our favourite restaurant, at our favourite table, a booth table in a corner.  It allowed a good view of the place.  The long tablecloth concealed out digital dabbling.  The food is excellent.  As it should be, the place is expensive, bookings only and does not encourage group bookings, so no hen parties, no family celebrations.  Exclusive.

But very popular with couples.  For us, the main attraction.  We are people watchers.  The whole thing is foreplay, the meal, the surreptitious touching, but mostly the lusting over fuckable others.  I would not come, not yet.  If I got close, Gina would stop wanking me.  My ejaculation or ejaculations, would come later, in the comfort of our own bed.  But Gina occasionally had a little come.  How I envy a woman's gift of multiple orgasm.  Gina leaned close and said softly;

"What about her?"

'Her', was a woman about our age, heading for the loos, access to which meant passing our table.  She was a curvy brunette, dressed for the occasion, slinky dress showing lots of cleavage.

"Seven."

I replied.

"Why only seven?"

"She's wearing tights.  What about her bloke?"

He was sitting nearby.  Older, a bit overweight.

"Tasty.  Eight."

"Eight?  Really?"

"He's got a huge cock."

"What would you do with it?"

"Suck it and swallow his cum."

"Then fuck him?"

"Possibly.  Not missionary though, he's too fat.  Doggy perhaps."

I had to place my hand on hers to stop her movements, I was close.  So, I sensed, was she.  The woman came back, we both studied her shapely arse closely and agreed, she was probably wearing tights.  A very fit looking younger man was heading towards us.

"Him?"

I asked.

"Ten," she said.  "I would drain him."

I nodded.

"I would like to watch him fuck you."

I whispered.  She shuddered as she enjoyed a little come.  She really did fancy this one, and it was true, I would like to see her being fucked by somebody else.  We had never taken it that far, but we both knew that it was going to happen at some point.  It was however, a huge step.  The object of her lust came back and headed to his date, a very passable blonde.

Gina was back from her peak.

"What about his partner?"

"I would certainly fuck her."

"How?"

I leaned very close;

"Up the arse."

She jerked as an aftershock hit.

"I'd like to watch that," she gasped.  "I would like to watch you fuck him up the arse as well."

Wow, that was unexpected.  So far, our fantasies had been purely hetero.  We were interrupted by a waiter;

"Your taxi is here."

We sat very close in the back of the taxi, I could almost smell Gina's arousal, I was in for a long, vigorous night.  She went straight upstairs while I locked up and turned out lights, by the time I reached the bedroom she had undressed apart from her shoes, stockings and sussies, and was lying on her back, legs wide apart, rubbing her clit.  She was still wearing makeup, she really was hot for it tonight.

"I need cock."

She announced.  That much was obvious.  I tore off my clothes.  As I joined her on the bed, she rolled over onto all fours, head down, arse up.

"In my arse."

She demanded.  I reached for the lubricant, but licked her from behind before applying it, lapping up her copious cunt-juice then rimming her arse and pushing my tongue in her hole.  As I lubricated her pucker to accept my straining cock, she looked over her shoulder and said;

"Imagine you're buggering him."

I almost lost my erection.  I had no intention of imagining such a thing.  Buggering his girlfriend, yes, but certainly not him.  The idea of sinking my cock into his girl brought me back to readiness, as my cock pressed against Gina's tight pucker, I imagined it was the girl's.

Gina reached down and wanked herself as I drove my cock up her as hard as I could.  As my pent up spunk flooded her, she came powerfully, her lovely arsehole gripping my cock.

As we lay recovering, I said;

"Surely you're not serious about me doing another man?"

"Never more so," she replied.  "I watch gay porn when you are away, I love it.  Just as you like lesbian porn."

It was true, women doing women is a kink of mine and it was also true that I occasionally wonder what it must be like to suck a cock.  But only because there is no substitute, I don't imagine that a male mouth on my cock felt any different to a female one, or a male arse any different to a female one.  But what must it feel like to receive a torrent of spunk in your mouth?  There was only one way to find out.  And Gina says that she enjoys it, taste, texture, the lot.  

Having a real cock up my arse Instead of a plastic one though?

"If I buggered a man, I would not have tits to hang on to,"

I said.

"You could hang on to his cock instead, even better."

She countered.  She sometimes does this when she pegs me with a strap-on, wanking me off as she fucks me.  Although I prefer it when she does it with me on my back, legs up.  This way I can watch her tits bounce as she pumps and I can wank myself.

She raised the subject again the next day, she really was serious.  We are not monamorous, we play away, but only when we are really away.  We both travel on business and the evenings can be lonely.  It doesn't happen often, we are both fussy.  Nor have I ever paid for it.  If it happens it happens.  It's always safe sex and we always tell, it actually spices up our relationship.  

"If I agree to it,"  I said.  "I would want to see you go the whole nine yards with another woman."

"We'd better start looking for a couple then."

She replied.  So we trawled the swingers sites.  When we made contact though, the couple usually turned out to be a single Male.  The occasional genuine couples were either too far away or not in our age group.  We placed ads;

"Thirty-something, bi-curious professional couple seek similar."

Eventually we scored.  We met for a meal in a popular pub, usually so busy that our conversation would not be overheard.  Mike and Julie were worth the trouble we had taken.  Julie was a ten.  And according to Gina, Mike was an eleven.  Unlike us, they were not rookies, they had enjoyed foursomes previously and had swung both ways.

Our first meeting was at their house.  Their self-confidence soon cancelled out our nervousness.  Over drinks, we agreed that for this first encounter, we would stick to a simple exchange of partners, i.e., Gina and Mike, Julie and me.  Just to get to know each other.  It turned out to be a politician's promise.

It would be the first time that I had seen Gina fuck another man and I was looking forward to it.  I had visualised it many times and in my daydreams of course, her fucker had a cock like a prize vegetable marrow, stretching her cunt impossibly.

She was sitting next to Mike on a sofa, I was in an armchair, as was.  Mike wasted no time, he leaned over and kissed Gina, slipping his hand up her skirt as the kiss intensified.  Gina slid forward, allowing her skirt to ride up revealing her treasures, suspenders leading enticingly up the legs of her skimpy knickers.  Mike's hand was on the bare flesh above the thick welt of a stocking.  As I watched, his fingers traced the suspender, Gina jerked as his fingers found their target.  At last, the seemingly endless kiss ended.  My erect cock was trapped uncomfortably in my pants, Mike's could be seen straining against his.  Gina went for it.

Julie stood up and said;

"Shall we continue, this in the comfort of a bedroom?"

Gina led the way, still with her skirt around her waist, Mike close behind with a hand on each arse cheek.  The bedroom had a large bed and a small sofa to the side.  Gina knelt at Mike's feet and undid his belt and zip, then pushed his pants down allowing his stiff cock to spring free.  She engulfed it with her mouth, taking several inches into her throat before moving back so that she could suck it.

"Would you prefer to watch or participate."

Asked Julie.  Tough one.  I made my decision;

"Watch first."

"Unzip me."

She said.  I complied.  She let the dress fall and stepped out of it.  Apart from her shoes, she was naked beneath.  She unbuttoned my shirt while I dealt with my belt and zip, allowing my straining cock to join the party.  She kissed me, pressing her fine tits against my chest, feeling for my cock.  Was I sure that I wanted just to watch?

Mike placed his hands under Gina's arms and lifted her, pulling her off his cock.  They quickly stripped, Gina got onto the bed, Mike buried his face between her thighs.  Gina yelped as his tongue found her clit.  Julie and I sat on the sofa to enjoy the show.  I had one arm around her, fondling her tits with my free hand as she wanked me.

We could hear the slurp as Mike's tongue lapped at Gina's cunt.  She was making the growling, groaning noise that she makes when she is close to orgasm.  Her body suddenly stiffened, arching off the bed as her climax hit.  Mike shuffled up and took his position between her spread thighs, feeding his meat into Gina's gaping cunt.

He fucked her hard, racing towards his own climax, Gina gave a little 'oh' with each powerful upthrust.  Julie's hand had stopped moving, her attention all on the frantic action on the bed.  She was breathing heavily, tits heaving, her nipples rigid.

"I hope he fills her up nicely," she growled.  "I want to suck every drop from her cunt."

So much for a simple exchange.  But at that moment I would have sacrificed my own much needed orgasm to watch her do it.  I didn't have to wait long, with a loud grunt, Mike shot his load into my wife's cunt.

As soon as his arse stopped clenching, Julie was off the sofa, almost pushing him aside so that the could get to Gina's cum-filled cunt, slurping noisily as she drank.  Gina had no say in the matter, suddenly she was having her first lesbian experience.  She appeared to be enjoying it.  I certainly was, my cock was bursting for release.  Mike stood and watched as his wife devoured his gift.  His cock was still hard, shining with fuck-juices.  A drip of spunk hung from his tip, connected by a silvery thread. 

I could wait no longer.  I positioned myself behind Julie, thumbed open her juicy sex lips and fed my throbbing cock into her.  Julie's grunt was muffled by Gina's cunt.  Gina was propped up on her elbows, eyes like saucers, watching the spectacle.  She groaned and fell back onto the pillow as her orgasm racked her.  I was not far behind.  It almost hurt as my pent-up spunk blasted from me into Julie's welcoming cunt.

It had all happened very quickly, not as I had imagined it, but I would not have changed it.  My depleted member slipped from Julie's cunt, still gaping from my vigorous fucking, spunk trickling slowly out.  I turned to look at Mike.  He was gently wanking his still hard cock.  He nodded towards the bed, directing my attention.  Julie had straddled Gina's body, she leaned forward, her hands holding Gina's wrists down onto the bed as she lowered her cunt, dripping with my fresh spunk, onto Gina's mouth.

Gina did not resist.  As Julie leaned back, releasing her grip on Gina's wrists, Gina placed her hands on Julie's buttocks  pulling Julie against her face.  Julie held onto the headboard as my wife's tongue reamed her, scouring my spunk from her.  As Julie's orgasm struck, Gina moved her hands so that she could hold Julie's tits as she came.

Julie rolled aside, tits heaving.  Gina's face shone with the cocktail of juices from Julie's cunt.  Julie grinned up at us.

"Your turn next guys."

She said.  So it was to be now, no chance to chicken out of it.

"I need a break first."

Said Mike.  He went downstairs and returned with another bottle of wine and four glasses.  He returned to find the three of us on the bed, me in the middle with the two girls performing very effective resuscitation on my cock.  They stopped to drink the wine, but my cock remained at rigid attention.

"Shift yourself," ordered Julie.  "Mike looks as though he needs help."

I didn't think so.  True, his cock was not bristling the way mine was, but it was far from limp.  I grudgingly yielded and the girls got to work on Mike.  I knew where this was leading.  Sure enough, Gina waggled Mike's now fully erect cum-dispenser and said to me;

"Take it.  Suck him off."

I crawled onto the bed between Mike's parted legs.  This was it.  I had never even touched another man's cock let alone sucked one.  How difficult could it be?  I took it in my left hand.  I like the feel of my own hard cock in my hand, but that is a two sided pleasure, my cock likes the feel of my hand on it, that feeling was missing.

His foreskin had been pulled right back, the slit at the very tip of the bulbous, stretched head had a tear of clear liquid oozing from it.  There was only one way to do this, I opened my mouth as wide as possible and enclosed as much as I could.  I gagged slightly, I had taken him too deep.  Spurred on by the two women, I began to suck.

I tried to remember how I prefer it.  Really, I like it all ways, but my favourite is when Gina keeps the tip in her mouth and wanks me, that way she assures me, when I come, the spunk fills her mouth rather than choking her.  I tried it.  It worked.  Mike warned me that he was going to come but it was still a shock.  Do I come that powerfully?

It was so sudden and there was so much, it filled my mouth all right.  Gina can swallow as it pumps into her mouth, I couldn't.  It escaped my mouth and ran over my fingers onto his balls, the girls squealed with delight.

"Swallow it," urged Gina.  "Don't waste it."

I swallowed.  I almost retched as the slimy stuff slid down my throat like a living thing, which I suppose it is.  The taste wasn't bad though, I could get used to it.

Julie cleaned the remains from Mike's cock and balls, Gina sucked my fingers clean then kissed me, her tongue searching for any dregs.  Mike recharged our glasses and then we discussed our next move.  Did Mike have anything left?  I certainly had, did I want to fuck Mike in the arse?  I said nothing.  What I wanted was to fuck Julie again, this time face to face, but I left the decision to the girls.

They came up with something to involve us all, the girls would sixty-nine with Julie on top, I would fuck Julie's arse, Mike would fuck mine.  Really?  What happened to the original plan of getting to know each other?

The girls got into position, I pushed into Julie's cunt as I prepared her arse for my cock, Gina sucked my balls as I gently thrust.  I handed the lubricant to Mike and transferred my cock to Julie's rear entrance.  Mike was careful to make sure that I was well prepared, slipping first one finger, then two into my tight hole.  I tried to relax, I wanted this.  His cock was no bigger than the strap-on that Gina used on me.

When he thought I was ready, he told me to stay still and I felt the head of his cock replace his fingers.  Then he pushed inside.  Despite my best efforts, I tightened up.  I felt my own cock soften inside Julie's arsehole, Gina sensed my tension and licked my balls.  It helped. Mike pushed again, this time all the way.  There was the slight feeling of nausea that I experience when first penetrated anally, but it soon passed and I was able to assess the sensation, did a real one feel different to a plastic one?

Somehow, it did.  Although Mike was holding stock still, his cock was pulsating inside me as though it had a life of it's own.  He began his thrusts, gently at first, reminding me that my cock had been embedded in  Julie, without moving, for as long as it took Mike to impale me.  As he withdrew, I withdrew.  As he pushed back in, I pushed into Julie.  It was a ripple effect.

This was how we fucked.  But when after I shot my load into Julie, my cock softened and slipped out. Mike, having come twice already, took longer.  I supported myself on Julie's hips as Mike buggered me, my own limp cock flailing wetly to his thrusts.  He came, roaring with exertion and quickly slipped out.  I could feel his spunk trickling out onto my dangling balls.

It was over.  A night of firsts fo me.  First foursome, first time cocksucking, first time anal.  There were more firsts to come, as our meetings became a regular thing. But for now, it was over.

Well, almost.  When Gina and I eventually crawled into our own bed, I had an erection.  Unusually for me, there was something left in my tank.  I was able to reclaim my wife by giving her a final fuck, my last dregs of spunk marking her cunt as mine.