I have shown both my wife, Karen, and me as authors of this post as it is all about fulfilling her fantasy, and I am hoping to persuade her to write part of it. Several months ago, I posted on here how my wife, Karen, enjoyed her first extra-marital sex – see “My wife gets seduced on holiday”. I did wonder afterwards who had been doing the seducing because she took to it so readily, but I have to admit I encouraged her when I saw what was going on, so it would be unfair to blame it on her. The guy who seduced her was probably twice her age, and I assume the fact that she mentioned it from time to time afterwards suggested she had a thing about older men. The other conclusion I reached was that I must have had the common fantasy amongst men, but had not recognised it, that of seeing their wife being fucked by another man. Anyway, box ticked and I assumed we could move on, although Karen did like to mention the experience from time to time, so I concluded there would be something similar happening before too long. Karen took to asking me while we were in bed about how I felt watching her with the guy who had seduced her, she was clearly trying to excite me, and it became part of our foreplay. I enjoyed asking her why she had been ‘charmed’ by him, and she said it was because he was so gallant, he was clearly experienced in bending ladies to his way. She reminded me that I had given her the green light to do whatever she wanted, and I told her it had been great to see her enjoying it so much. Since that holiday, we had some of the best sex ever, since we met. After a while, Karen started talking about watching me with another woman, and it became clear she had an itch that needed scratching too. Karen told me she had joined an internet dating site as a couple and, when she showed me, it was clear the site was aimed at swingers. Initially, she was flooded with messages from single guys, and she said she had to almost fight them off. Karen had put a couple of pics of her boobs on it and she asked if she could add one of my hairy chest, we also added a bit about ‘definitely no single men’ which seemed to reduce the numbers of those messages. Karen said she was dubious about the single women on the site, as many of them were bi, and she didn’t think she could do that, although she did comment about the smile on my face when she mentioned bi-sexual women. Eventually, we decided that another couple was probably best, I had decided I wouldn’t mind ticking that box again. We got chatting to a couple, Jeremy and Michelle, married with a couple of youngish children. Jeremy was aged 42, 6’ 2” tall and reasonably slim, Michelle was the same age as me, 5’ 6” tall with a few motherly curves, in particular 34D boobs, which are quite different to Karen. The thing that really caught my eye was the fact that Michelle was black, well I think she would be called mixed race in modern terms. Her coffee coloured skin looked very nice in her photos and I was attracted to her straight away. They had the same experience as us with messages from single guys, and had been on the point of giving up when Karen messaged them. We exchanged messages for several weeks getting to know each other, which for us added to the anticipation of wanting to meet them. They lived about 30 miles from us, so we arranged to meet for a drink at a country pub roughly half way between us. When we met, we both liked them, they were friendly and chatty, and we felt instantly at ease with them. As I had anticipated from reading their profile, Michelle was utterly gorgeous. We thought that, with them having children, they would have a different outlook on life, but we had much in common. Michelle did not work, as they had two young children to cater for. They said that Jeremy’s parents had come to their house for the evening to babysit the children, which they were happy to do most times with a little notice. Perhaps surprisingly, there was little discussion of you know what during the hour and a half we spent with them. We told them we had a little experience while we had been on holiday a few months ago, and they said they were still swinging virgins. As we prepared to leave, we all resolved to meet again soon, and I received an email from Jeremy the following day to suggest a further get together 2 weeks later at the same pub. At the 2nd social meeting, they were more inclined to talk about the reason they had joined the site. In common with me, Jeremy had an itch he needed to scratch, and they were surprised that Karen had a similar desire. During the course of our time at the pub, Karen and Michelle went off to the loo together, and I assumed Michelle wanted to know more about why Karen wanted to see me with another woman. Suffice to say, they both came back to the table smiling, so I didn’t ask Karen what they had talked about. They suggested the next stage should be a meal together and we agreed a very nice restaurant in our town 2 weeks later, to give them time to arrange a babysitter, When I phoned Jeremy a couple of days later to confirm the restaurant booking, he said their children would be staying the night at his parent’s house and asked whether he should book a room at the local Travelodge. I wasn’t sure how far things would progress when we saw them next, so I agreed and said we would share the cost of the hotel whatever happened. After the 2nd social meet, Karen volunteered some of what she had talked about with Michelle in the ladies loo. Michelle had said that what they say about black guys is not always true, they are not all well hung. It seems she had some experience with black guys before she met Jeremy. Karen assumed Michelle was trying to dispel any thoughts in Karen’s mind that Jeremy might be hung like a donkey. She said that Jeremy was pretty much average in size, but he certainly knew how to use what he had. About a week later, I decided to tell Karen about the hotel booking, as it could be a waste of money if one of them decided they didn’t want to go any further. Karen said she thought it was unlikely Michelle would want to back out as she really had the hots for me, and Karen found Jeremy very attractive too. On the night, Jeremy and Michelle checked into the hotel first, before going to the restaurant to meet us. It was a little strained to begin with, but Jeremy told a couple of funny stories and we all relaxed. We were sitting at a square table, me opposite Michelle, with Karen beside me opposite Jeremy. From time to time, Michelle rubbed my leg with her foot, to which I looked up and smiled at her. I guessed Karen was doing the same with Jeremy, because he was smiling at Karen too. When we had finished and paid for the meal, Jeremy suggested we could walk to the hotel as it was not too far away. I wasn’t too sure how far things would go, but the ladies seemed to have made their minds up, and Michelle linked arms with me, Karen doing the same with Jeremy. Michelle volunteered that Jeremy had the snip after their children were born, so she was not on the pill and we would have to use a condom. Jeremy said he had agreed with Michelle that he would do the same, although I wondered whether this was an elaborate story to explain their decision to use protection with new partners. It wasn’t really an issue, because Karen and I had come prepared. I wondered whether anybody we knew would see us, but happily the streets were very quiet and the reception staff at the hotel barely looked up as we walked past, I assumed they were well used to this situation. They had booked a twin room, which had 2 double beds in it. Karen had said we both wanted to see what the other was doing, but there was no sense in being too crowded. It was a bit slow to start with, nobody knew where we were supposed to begin, but Karen made the first move to grab hold of Jeremy and kiss him passionately on the mouth. Michelle turned to me and we were quickly doing the same. After a bit of mauling and snogging …… Michelle’s boobs were certainly a nice handful and a half …… we fell onto the bed together and continued to enjoy each other’s bodies. I noticed that Jeremy had already got Karen’s blouse undone, and she was reaching round to undo her bra, so I realised we had some catching up to do. Suffice to say, by the time a naked Jeremy was kneeling between Karen’s legs to begin licking her clit, Michelle was tugging my trousers down, a broad smile on her face as she surveyed my rapidly growing cock. As I said earlier, Michelle has lots of motherly curves and, coupled with her coffee coloured skin, she felt so different to my super-slim wife. Karen and I are great believers in the principle that the right apparel for sex is nothing at all, although that has to be modified a bit if the moment demands it. Karen still had her hold-ups on and I was quite looking forward to seeing her fucked that way. I was determined to get Michelle’s bra and ample panties off, but the suspenders and stockings would probably have to stay. Michelle went down on me, slurping my cock into her mouth and licking my length from the scrotum to the tip. After a few minutes, I noticed that Karen and Jeremy were lying spooned facing us, watching Michelle expertly slurping my cock. Jeremy was calming stroking Karen’s tiny boobs, occasionally reaching down to stroke her clit. She had a slightly blissful look on her face. Michelle looked up at them and calmly said “us first”, to which they both replied “if you don’t mind”. That proved to be a good move, as I could concentrate on Michelle’s pleasure, knowing that I would not miss a moment of watching Karen with Jeremy. I know I said I had ticked the box, but I was looking forward to watching Karen with another man (or men) over and over again. After a few minutes, I realised I would have to stop Michelle slurping my cock to avoid an embarrassment. I rolled her over onto her back, and worked my way down her body, pausing to kiss her ample boobs, then working my way down across her belly until I found my goal. I licked her clit gently, before nibbling it between my lips and, as she orgasmed, I plunged my tongue between her labia into her rapidly flowing cunt. As I raised my head to view her beautiful ebony coloured tits, she said “please …… I need you to fuck me”, so I fumbled with the condom packet, which seemed to take an age and eventually I slid my cock into her welcoming pussy. It must have been the desensitising effect of the condom, but we fucked for what seemed ages, she even asked me to ‘do her doggy’ for a while, and she orgasmed repeatedly. Eventually, I felt the sap rising and I ejaculated into the condom. As we lay side by side recovering our breathe, Michelle said “I’m sorry, I’ve been anticipating that for days …… we can spend more time on foreplay next time” and I kissed her passionately on the lips to show I had enjoyed it nonetheless. As we turned our attention to the other bed, we realised that Karen and Jeremy had already moved into a 69 and seemed to be in a battle to stimulate each other. I got up to dispose of the condom in the bathroom and, when I returned to slide in beside Michelle under the duvet, she was intently watching the action on the other bed. The look on Karen’s face as she orgasmed with Jeremy’s tongue thrust into her pussy was simply wonderful. Eventually, they decided they wanted to fuck too, Jeremy was just as inexpert getting the condom wrapper open as me, but me eventually slid into my lovely slim wife, I even felt a pang of jealousy as he did it. Lying spooned with Michelle as they fucked on the other bed was brilliant, especially as Michelle was wanking my cock behind her back as we watched them. Karen and Jeremy seemed to have been fucking for ages and they had just changed position so that Karen was straddled across his legs, when Karen looked across at us with a serious face and said “I want to fuck bareback …… pleeease”. I’m not sure which of us she was asking permission of, but it was Michelle who said “go on, do it”. Karen ripped the condom off Jeremy and, after giving his cock a passionate suck, she impaled herself on him. Michelle turned to me and said “I want you to cum inside me too”, and pushed me over onto my back. I was trying to protest, realising she might be fertile, but she seemed to realise what I was thinking as she said “I’ll get a morning after pill” and grasped my stiff cock to guide it towards her pussy. Sliding into her very wet love tunnel without the condom felt even better than the first time. She bent forward so I could feast upon her ample tits, her nipples were so stiff and she wanted to thrust them into my mouth. I glanced over to the other bed and noticed they had changed position, Jeremey was kneeling behind Karen doggy-style, and was just about to thrust into her. The squelching noises from my wife’s cunt as he thrust into her was certainly something new to me, and it motivated Michelle and me to greater passion. Having cum inside the condom, this was never going to be quick but, with Michelle’s verbal encouragement, I eventually splattered her cervix with my sperm. Twice in one night, not bad for a guy who’s pushing 40! After some time recovering our breath, the ladies decided they wanted to cuddle their own husband, so Jeremy and I swapped places. The reason became clear when Karen said she wanted me to clean her up before we went home and, as I went down on her, I heard Michelle saying she wanted it too, so Jeremy and I had the pleasure of hearing both ladies wailing away as we ate them out. As Karen and I dressed, Karen wanted to kiss me repeatedly and tell me how good that had been. I kissed Michelle again before we left, and Jeremy kissed Karen, before we all resolved to do it again soon. Karen and Michelle embraced each other, which quickly developed into a passionate kiss on the mouth …… I wasn’t sure whether this signalled a change in Karen’s sexuality, but let’s wait and see. There was a brief moment when Jeremy and I thought whether we should simply shake hands, but we ended up embracing each other, I was sure we had made some new friends and we would be seeing them again soon. It was a fine night, so we decided to walk the mile or so to our house. Karen said she was still full of Jeremy’s sperm as it was leaking out into her panties. I suggested she wear a bigger pair next time, but she said I should have done my job better.