My wife Jean had always been hesitant about 'swap' parties...a basically shy but sexual woman she had always worried what others might think. However, we were invited to a birthday party by a distant friend: I knew that they were into swinging, so accepted, hoping that Jean would have a drink or two and go with the flow when things started warming-up. Well, she did; by about 11pm we were in a bedroom with another couple...half undressed, heavy petting, she was down to bra and pants with me stroking her inner thighs with one hand, and feeling the arse of the other guy's missus with the other. He bent over and started giving Jean some real wet tongues (which she quite likes) and as I moved over to get better acquainted with his dame, two other guys entered the room. It would take several pages to describe what developed in detail, but to cut to the plot, Jean ended up being fucked quite roughly by three guys, only one with a condom, and all of whom came inside her. Fortunately she was wearing her coil! The drive home was a tirade of accusations...why had I let those bastards just take her the way they did...she was sore, sticky, and felt abused. The days that followed slowly saw her regain her composure, and by the end of the week our lovemaking had returned to normal. After one such pleasant fuck, I asked her what she would really have enjoyed, given the choice. 'Someone I know, like and trust...and who does'nt shag like a bulldozer!' was her reply. 'I'll see who would fit the bill...' I replied, not sure where to start. Kev was a work-mate with whom I had had some m-m fun; he was a shy, quiet studious man of about 40: He was gay, but acceptd my bisexuallity easily, and we had between us compiled a portfolio of male nude photos, most taken outdoors. He had a slim, hairless torso, with a tight bum, but sported a 7" cock with a generous foreskin. His crowning glory was a pair of very large balls, which I loved playing with before he emptied some of their creamy contents over or in various parts of my body. Jean knew him from social functions, but did not know (or suspect) that he was gay. After one horny session in the local woods, I broached the subject. 'Kevin...Jean and I need a really big favour....you are the only man she knows with whom she would like a cosy 3-sum.....she's had nasty rough guys before, and did'nt like them. How do you feel about doing a lady a really big service?' We started at the 'You're joking!!' stage, but after a few more chats, he started coming round to the view that it might be a new thrill...as long as I would be there too! His one and only encounter with a woman was as a schoolboy, when he shot his load even before she had wriggled out of her knickers...the ridicule he suffered put him off any further attempt. So, after a couple of weeks, it was aranged. He came round for dinner; we ate, drank some wine, then retired to the lounge. I had warned Jean that Kev was very shy, and might need some leading, so was not surprised when she pulled up her skirt and pulled down her tights. 'Please excuse me, Kevin..I'm just too hot in these damned tights!' She sat back down with her skirt still round her thighs. My turn. 'Mmm.nice legs, Darling...' leant over and startd kissing the inside of her thighs. She obligingly pulled up the back of my polo top, massaging my back, then stroking my bum through my jeans. Kev was still sitting on the opposite armchair wondering what to do next...I pulled off my polo top, knelt across Jean so she could lick my nipples....my hands reaching behind her to unzip her top and unclip her bra. Now, Kev loves everything to do with nipples, and I felt his hand stroking my back...whoopee..he's in! When I climbed away from Jean she was naked from the waist up: She has nice nipples, and Kev was soon licking, sucking, moulding and pulling on them....Jean pulled his shirt off, unzipped his slacks, and pushed them down far enough to reveal his Kalvin Klein jockeys. Joy of joys...! The shape of his erect cock was clearly visible, pressed against his belly horizontally....Kev leant forward and started kissing Jean, quite tenderly compared to some of the robust kissing he was capable of. She pushed the trousers further down before hooking her fingers over his Kalvin's and pulling them down over his thighs to reveal his gorgeous cock: It sprang out, the tip of the pink head just showing through the ample foreskin. A thin trace of tansparent liquid leaked from the tip, anouncing the first of several drops of pre-cum. Jean was mesmerised...she took the shaft of his penis and slowly pulled back the loose skin to reveal a beautifully-sculpted head...very thin at the end, but thickening purposefully at the base, where a deeper purple rim gave some promise of it's potential to give pleasue. I had never taken Kev, but could see that those who had must have felt good..! I supose it was several unhurried minutes before we were all completely naked: I started the ball rolling by entering Jean missionary-style. After a few strokes I rested, using sign language to Kev to indicate it was his turn. Jean helped guide his rigid 7" into her moist cunt. He was trembling as inch by inch he entered her...she was pulling him down on to her murmuring 'come-ons'....then, almost before he had filled her vagina with his length, he shuddered and filled her with his spunk.... 'Oh no. I thought...he'll be devastated...! But no, using all her feminine skills, Jean kept him inside her, telling him how much she wanted him over and over again. He eventually slipped out, followed by far more love-juice than I had ever left. Jean was on heat...she climbed all over him, sucking, massaging, touching, feeling his huge shaven balls, and kissing until after about 15 minutes he startd to harden again....the skin pulled back, the hardening shiny pink head now ready for business, Jean squatted on all fours. This was probably the only thing she did wrong all evening....seeing the puckered pink rose of her anus, Kevin's cock went to super-hard as he played it's head round her ring...the KY was nearby, and a generous squeeze injected into her arse hole, followed by his cock. That was a first. Jean had never taken anal...she had now, and this time Kevin was in control, slow, steady strokes, his shiny shaft entering and leaving her tight ring, she getting quite excited. If only I hadrealised just how easy it was.... ...I somehow managed to wriggle under Jean and between Kev's knees to position my self where I could enter her cunt....and after two or three attempts, I was in! So, her first DP, and she was loving it. I could feel Kev's cock thrusting through the thin membrane: I came first, just as Kev started pumping hard, Jean responding as noisily as I've ever heard her. Then he shot....a noisy, animated cum that left him still moving inside her for nearly a minute afterwards. I needed the loo; when I returned Kev and Jean were locked together cuddling and kissing like newlyweds - what had'nt escaped my notice was that his cock was still semi-erect, and that her hand was still fondling his balls. Well, it did actually end there = perhaps if I had left them on their own something may have happened, (thirds?) but in the event we drank coffee, sort of got dressed (well, Kevin did) and waved him off back to his flat about half-eleven. The de-brief in bed a little later was all good news: Jean thought Kevin was great, she loves him to bits, and would like to do it again. Kevin? He avoided me for a day or two until he realised that both Jean and I had really enjoyed his visit, and that repeats were on offer. He smiled...'I love Jean's arse...!' Lucky bugger!