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My wife and I have just turned 60, we still regard ourselves as young, although we would admit we are not as fit as we once were. We have two children, a pidgin pair who are now grown up and independent, leaving us with the house and our lives to ourselves, which we think is only right at our time of life. Annie and I have a good sex life, it always has been except for a brief period when Annie went through the menopause, she said she couldn’t even cope with me wanting to worship her body when she was having constant hot flushes. As you will imagine, we have been married for many years, and I know Annie is not the slim beauty she once was, but I still think of her as a ‘fine looking woman’. She is 5’ 5” tall, dress size 10 – 12, with an occasional grey streak in her hair which she does nothing to hide, she says she has decided to go grey gracefully. I suppose a bit about me would be in order, I am 5’ 9” tall, 13 stone with a beard, which Annie likes me to keep short, as she says it makes me look 10 years older when I allow it to grow in the colder weather. As I say, we have a good sex life, usually at least once a week and, in common with many men, I would like us to become involved in the swinging scene. The main attraction is to see Annie enjoying another man, seeing whether she would orgasm as she does when we make love. I don’t think I am selfish at all, but me enjoying another woman does cross my mind occasionally so, to this end, I enrolled us as a ‘couple seeking couple’ on a swingers’ site about 18 months ago. I didn’t say anything to Annie initially, and it caused a bit of a row when I eventually told her, we have always made important decisions together and she barely spoke to me for a few days. Nothing much happened with the site membership for quite a while, we had lots of messages from single guys, which were easy to deflect, and quite a few from couples who seemed to be ‘hardened swingers’ (isn’t it strange how everybody seems to claim they are not hardened swingers, although their profile makes it clear they are really into the lifestyle). After we had overcome the initial frostiness when I told Annie what I had done, she gradually started to show more interest in the site, and I set up a shortcut on her i-pad so she could look at it on her own. I even discovered after I had been away on business for a few days that she had responded to a few messages from single guys, although she generally waited for my return when it came to messages from couples, even if the outcome was to rebuff them. About nine months ago, we received a message that we didn’t rebuff, they sounded very much like us and, without saying anything to Annie, I started corresponding with them. It quickly became clear that it was the husband that was replying from their end, it was him that was driving their agenda, very much like Annie and me. When Annie noticed the correspondence on her i-pad one evening, she wasn’t too happy with me, but she noticed the similarities in their profile and the frostiness didn’t last too long. The upshot was that we agreed to meet them, strictly for a social chat, at a pub about half way between us, perhaps I should have added that they live about 30 miles from us. Both Annie and I liked them, and we spent more than an hour and a half chatting. Jamie and Rachel are about 5 years younger than us, also with two children who were about to become independent, and they wanted something new in their lives to motivate them. Jamie is slightly taller than me, close to 6 foot, and perhaps slightly overweight, but he reckoned he is fit for his age. Rachel is similar in size and shape to Annie, but with smaller breasts, a small handful compared to Annie’s ample boobs. We met them again a few weeks later for a meal at the same pub one Friday evening, and spent nearly two and a half hours with them, including an hour in the bar after the meal, when Jamie and I had to stay on soft drinks because we were driving, but the ladies got quite merry. Our discussion touched upon our sexual likes and dislikes, and Annie said later she could easily imagine herself being dominated by a big man like Jamie. I asked her whether that was different to having sex with me, and she said she thought that, as Jamie is heavier than me, she would like to be crushed beneath him. It made me wonder whether this is why some small women are attracted to physically big men. I noticed a few days later that the internet chat included Annie and Rachel exchanging email addresses, so I guessed they were now corresponding directly. Isn’t it strange how, when women get to know each other, they become quite secretive. We had another meal together, at a gastro pub not far from our house, they stayed at our house for the night, and I wondered whether the ladies had planned for something to start happening, but it didn’t. Their arrival was much more of a physical affair, with Annie giving Jamie rather more than a gentle embrace, although I wasn’t really in a position to watch what they were doing as Rachel wanted to be quite passionate with me. Rachel said she had wondered what it would be like to kiss a man with a beard, and it had been quite pleasant, as she stroked my beard with both hands. We spent a really pleasant evening together, including the meal, but I was slightly disappointed when nothing happened later. It was clear that, although Jamie and I had been driving the agenda when we joined the swingers’ site, it was the ladies who were in charge now. When we went to bed, I wanted to make love to Annie, but she said no, not with other people staying in the house (it had often been like that when the children were at home and sex would be a very quiet affair). However, when we heard the noise coming from the spare bedroom a little later, Annie changed her mind and, spurred by the sound of Rachel’s orgasm, my wife really let herself go. A few days later, Annie said that she and Rachel wanted to arrange a holiday for all four of us, they were talking on the phone some evenings, and they subsequently decided on an adults-only hotel in Tenerife. I was also talking to Jamie by phone occasionally, so I got to hear about both ends of the ladies’ conversations and I got the impression that something was going to happen. Jamie and I agreed we would let the ladies feel comfortable with what was being arranged. The hotel was really nice, I had wondered whether the ‘adults-only’ description meant it was specifically for swingers, but I didn’t notice anything going on amongst the other guests. On the second full day there, we were by the pool in swimming costumes in the afternoon, Jamie and me sitting on the sun loungers and the ladies having a little swim round, and talking together at the far side of the pool. I turned to Jamie and said “do you think the ladies are planning something” to which he replied “yes, I definitely think something is going on, but they will tell us in their own sweet time”. When the ladies returned to the sun loungers, they were both smiling and I got the feeling they had resolved something. We went back to our rooms later to shower and dress for the evening meal, I suggested to Annie that we could shower together, as we often did at home, but she rebuffed me, saying “save your energy for later”, so I knew tonight would be the night. When we met outside our room to go down for the evening meal, Jamie smiled at me and raised his eyebrows, so I knew he had been told the same as me. As always, we had a really nice meal, the atmosphere seemed to be more relaxed than usual, as though a problem had been lifted from all of our shoulders. We went through to the bar afterwards, and the talk became more animated as we relaxed. At just after 10.00 pm, Jaimie suggested we could go upstairs now and Rachel smiled at him. When we got into the lift, Rachel stood next to me, so I slipped my hand around her waist and she snuggled against me, so I turned to her and kissed her gently on the lips once the doors were closed. As the doors opened on our floor, Jamie was having a passionate kiss with Annie and the couple waiting to go down in the lift smiled at us as we got out. I hadn’t noticed them in the hotel before, so I’m not sure whether they had realised what was going on but, as the lift doors closed behind us, Annie dissolved in to fit of giggles. We walked along the corridor, me hand in hand with Rachel, and Annie with Jamie and, when we reached our bedroom door, Jamie said “see you later” and they went inside. It suddenly struck me that this guy, someone who we had become very good friends with, was going to fuck my lovely wife, who I had been married to for so long, and I felt a brief moment of jealousy. Rachel squeezed my hand slightly, which brought me back into the here and now, and the realisation we were all going to experience something new. When we got into their room, Rachel suggested we undress each other slowly, so we started by standing in the middle of the room kissing for several minutes. It was Rachel who moved onto the next stage by unbuttoning my shirt, reaching up to kiss me when she had pulled the shirt out of my trousers. Perhaps you don’t need to hear all the ‘gory details’ of how we undressed each other, suffice to say it felt very erotic. In a game of strip poker, I wouldn’t have been doing very well, as I had lost everything and Rachel still had her panties and hold-ups on, I was enjoying a passionate kiss, with my hands exploring Rachel’s arse, when she broke the kiss to say “I assume Annie said we agreed we don’t need to worry about condoms”. I said that she hadn’t but it was fine with me. I thought we knew them well enough now to trust them and, when I noticed the scar across Rachel’s lower belly later on, I realised an unwanted pregnancy was not possible. Rachel knelt down on the floor to start sucking my cock, which was already quite stiff, but I decided I should stop her from going to far as I was already quite aroused. She stood up and turned to push the bedding off the side of the bed, before climbing on and laying back looking all seductive. I crawled onto the bottom of the bed to grasp the sides of her panties and she raised her hips, allowing me to slide her panties down. That simple motion of removing her panties and Rachel opening her legs to give me an open view of her pussy felt so erotic. Rachel’s pubic hair is shaved, with a thin landing strip, unlike Annie who likes to be totally shaved. The look of anticipation on Rachel’s face was wonderful, and I quickly bent forward to brush my fingers over her clit and down her labia, causing her to sigh deeply, so I moved in with my tongue to begin pleasuring her. Rachel was quickly orgasming noisily, and I found that, as her clit became erect, I could suck it between my lips and, when I slipped a finger into her pussy and hit her G spot, she thrust her hips upwards to meet me, crying out her enjoyment. Eventually, I decided we were both ready to fuck and, as I knelt up between her legs, Rachel said “I’m very sensitive behind my ears, I love to be touched there”, so I decided missionary was to be our first position. As I slid my cock into her very wet pussy, Rachel smiled broadly and said, “I’ve been looking forward to this for so long”. We fucked long and slow, and I had to concentrate firmly to avoid cumming too quickly Remembering what she had said about sensitivity, I kissed Rachel behind her ear, which quickly got her orgasming noisily again, so I decided I would try to cum at the same time. Keeping her on the boil was not difficult while I was kissing her behind the ear, so we managed an earth shattering climax together. It took quite some time for us to calm down and I rolled off as my erection softened. We lay facing each other, recovering our breath, both of us saying “that was good”. We lay there for some time, eventually Rachel said that she and Jamie knew we were right for them the first time we met at the pub, but Annie seemed to want to take her time, so the anticipation had become quite intense. I got off the bed to pick up the bedding from of the floor and cuddled up beside Rachel. It crossed my mind how Annie was getting on with Jamie, but decided I should keep my mind on the job in hand. I knew I would not be able to repeat for a few hours, but one of the enjoyable parts of my sex life with Annie was cleaning up her pussy after I have made a mess, and I was hoping Rachel would allow me to do that too. In the meantime, I was enjoying stroking Rachel’s boobs and tweaking her nipples, which she seemed to enjoy. I heard my mobile phone ping with a text, and I made a joke that I hoped it wasn’t one of our children saying the house is on fire. When I opened the text, it was from Annie saying could I ask Rachel if it was OK for her to hang on to her husband for the night, adding something about not being told his little secret. Rachel said that was fine as long as she could hang on to me, so I texted that back to Annie. I decided now was the time to clean up Rachel’s pussy, which gave her an enormous orgasm. I am well used to the taste of my own sperm, but it tasted slightly different when mixed with Rachel’s secretions. Afterwards, Rachel wanted to kiss me passionately, saying that Jamie had never done that to her before, and it was something she would insist on in future. It was close to midnight, and we dozed off into a contented sleep. I was woken at just before 6 o’clock by Rachel stroking my cock back into life and, when she realised I was awake, she burrowed down beneath the bedclothes to suck me to a very stiff erection. She said “I do like to feel a stiff cock sliding into me” and she pushed back the bedclothes so she could straddle me, and it felt so good when she lined me up on her pussy and lowered herself slowly down. Rachel wanted to be in control this time, grinding her pubic bone against the base of my cock before raising herself up and down several times. Sucking Rachel’s nipples as she bent forward over me was so different to my wife’s pendulous tits, and she even allowed me to grasp her hips so I could fuck her vigorously. It was while we were going through one of those phases that I felt the sap rising, Rachel seemed to feel it too as she lay down on my chest so I could kiss behind her ears again, which sent her over the top too. I had stopped cumming, but Rachel seemed to want to continue her orgasm by pressing the side of her face against my mouth, when I realised that Jamie had come into the room and was watching us from just inside the door. As Rachel calmed down, I realised we had not agreed a time for a resumption of normal rooms. Jamie said later that he had heard Rachel getting quite excited from outside the door, but he couldn’t resist the temptation to come inside to watch. When I got back to our room, Annie was lying in the middle of the bed with the sheet pulled up to her chin, looking all seductive. As I slid in beside her, she said “I take it you’ve emptied yourself inside Rachel this morning” and when I confirmed I had, she went on “well I’m still full of Jamie’s cum ……“. Needless to say, I performed my usual cleaning duties. Having fucked another woman for the first time in 30 years, it just felt right to be back with the love of my life doing what she likes best. Strangely, I felt no jealousy over the fact she had just bedded another man, just joy that she had clearly enjoyed it. The following night when we went to bed, Annie told me about Jamie’s ‘little secret’. Apparently, he had been diagnosed as diabetic a few years ago and, as part of his medication, his GP had prescribed some little blue pills, which enabled him to maintain an erection for hours if he was in the mood, so he had fucked Annie repeatedly during the previous night. Jamie gave me one of his tablets a couple of days later when we decided to swap again, and Rachel said she certainly noticed the difference. By the end of the holiday, both the ladies said they were feeling a little sore down below, so there was no nookie in our house for a few days. I subsequently found a source on the internet where I could buy my own supply of Viagra (I assumed asking my GP would not go down to well) so Annie gets to enjoy the delights of a good fucking from me regularly. I said early on that Annie and I make love at least once a week, well that has become several times a week, every week, and Annie said she hadn’t realised sex could be so good after the menopause. We meet up with Jamie and Rachel every few weeks, either they come to our house for a meal and sleepover, or vice versa, so we are all getting the variety we want. We even try four in a bed occasionally, which is brilliant as we all get to see our partners enjoying themselves with someone else. I have the impression the ladies have been talking about wanting to try something new, but Jamie and I will have to wait until they decide to share their thoughts with us.
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