I posted a story on here on 8 September 2018 entitled 'We're definitely not swingers, or are we?' about our first experience of playing with a couple who we had known for many years at New Year 2018. You may like to read this to get the complete context.
As mentioned in my earlier story, my wife Tina had developed a naughty streak of flirting with the male halves of couples that we know. In fact, she is well known for it, and nobody takes her seriously nowadays. After the incident on the cruise ship, Tina became a little more cautious with the flirting though.
The company that I work for always lays on a lavish Christmas do at a large country hotel about 10 miles from where we live, and Tina and I usually book a room at the hotel for the night, so we can both have a drink if we want to. The do for Christmas 2018 was very much along the normal lines – check in mid afternoon, allowing plenty of time for a shower/bath and get dressed up for the evening.
On our table for the dinner was a guy called Andrew, who had not worked for the company for very long, but I had got to know quite well. He was moving down from Scotland, but could not uproot his family until he had been with the company for 6 months and had been confirmed as permanent staff. In the meantime, Andrew had found a cheap B&B hotel to stay in locally, and travelled home to see his family for 1 weekend each month. Other than that, contact with his family was limited to a phone call each evening.
I had been out for a pint several times with Andrew, so had got to know him quite well, and Tina had also met him when we invited him to our house for an evening meal. Andrew is about 20 years younger than us, early 30's, a bit shorter than me at 5'6” but quite slim and sporty, married with 3 small children. During one of our chats in the pub, Andrew had admitted that, with 3 small children at home, his wife didn't have a lot of time for him, even when he was home for the weekend. However, he recognised that this was probably par for the course when you have a young family. Certainly is, I told him.
Anyway, the do was the usual roaring success, a wonderful meal, lots of drink flowing and a small band to provide dance music after the meal. Although I am not a very good dancer, I know I must do my duty and Tina does not expect me to spend all evening on the dance floor. As we came off the floor after some quite lively dances, Tina said that Andrew shouldn't be sitting there like a gooseberry and grabbed him by the hand to take him for a dance. I must confess, he had a much better sense of rhythm than me.
After a couple more lively dances, the band slowed down the tempo, and Tina seemed pleased that they got 'up close and personal'. I noticed that Tina was running her hands over Andrew's shoulders, and seemed to be whispering in his ear, so I wondered whether she was flirting with him.
When they came off the dance floor, Tina went off to the ladies and Andrew started to apologise if he appeared to have been making a pass at my wife. I assured him that I had not taken offence, realising that the 'smooching' between them was part of my wife's usual game she likes to play with men sometimes. He said “oh, I should let her carry on then, I wouldn't want to offend her”, to which I replied “yeah, fill your boots”.
By the time Tina came back from the loo, Andrew had ben whisked away to the dance floor by one of the young ladies from the office, he seemed to be in popular demand. Tina snuggled up to me and kissed me on the cheek. She reminded me that, many years ago, her fantasy had been to have 2 men making love to her, I have always suspected it was this that had prompted her flirting with other men. I asked her what she had in mind and she coyly suggested we could invite Andrew up to our room when the party ended.
The thought of watching my wife with another man had a certain appeal, indeed I had fantasised about it many years ago when Tina had mentioned her '2 men' fantasy. Having thought about it for what seemed a lifetime (while Tina had gazed at me with pleading puppy-dog eyes), I said we would have to see what Andrew said about her suggestion.
Later on, Tina had another dance with Andrew and she was all over him, even kissing him passionately when the lights were dimmed. She really did look as though she had the hots for Andrew.
When the party started to wind down, Tina made an excuse about going up to our room, and left it to me to talk to Andrew. As people had started to leave, we had the opportunity to talk confidentially. I said to Andrew that Tina wanted him to join us in our room after the party. He looked surprised, he said he had enjoyed the little fumble with Tina on the dance floor, but it was just her flirting. I said well, that's what she wants, to which I added “and I'm OK with it”.
As we went up in the lift, Andrew said he was unsure how far Tina wanted it to go, but he didn't have any condoms with him. I said that was OK, confidant that Tina and I still had them in our purse/wallet (although I discovered later that they were out of date). With hindsight, Andrew may have assumed we didn't intend to use condoms.
When we opened the bedroom door, Tina's little black dress was hanging neatly on the wardrobe door. She had folded the quilt down at the bottom of the bed and was sitting at the top leaning against the headboard, in the black/red bra and pantie set, and black hold-ups I had seen her put on earlier in the evening. Andrew and I looked at each other smiling, and Tina said “well hello boys” seductively.
We both slipped off our DJs, shoes and bow ties, tossing them towards the chair in the corner, no time to be tidy with the enticing sight before us. We climbed onto the bed either side of Tina, Andrew wasn't too sure what part he was to play, so I took the chance of a first passionate kiss with my wife. As our lips parted, Tina turned to Andrew and demanded the same from him. That was the one and only time I felt a pang of jealousy, watching my wife kiss another man with such passion right in front of me.
We continued to fondle Tina, our hands repeatedly bumping into each other as we roamed all over her body. When Tina had turned to Andrew for another passionate snog, I took the opportunity to undo her bra strap, freeing her ample breasts for him to fondle. I didn't want Tina to feel overwhelmed by 2 of us pawing at her, so I was happy to move back and watch Andrew sucking her nipples and occasionally smothering her lips with passionate kisses. Stripping the remains of my clothes and putting them tidily on the chair whilst still watching them on the bed was not easy.
Tina was still leaning against the headboard, with Andrew kneeling beside her, when Tina began undoing his belt, pulling his trousers and pants down a little so she could extract his cock. He still looked semi-soft, but Tina slid down the bed and started to lick his bell-end which soon had him growing. Andrew was stroking the back of Tina's head with one hand and he slid his other hand down over her belly. As he slipped his fingers inside her panties, and started to stimulate her clitoris gently, Tina moaned appreciatively.
By this time, I was totally naked, so I suggested to Andrew that he should be the same. Tina looked slightly disappointed when Andrew got off the bed to undress, but this changed when I knelt at the bottom of the bed, pulling her towards me by the legs, and hooked my fingers in the sides of her panties. With a big smile on my face, I slid her panties off and buried my face in her pussy.
I know exactly how Tina enjoys oral sex – 2 fingers inside her while I wipe my tongue from side to side over her clit – licking her all the way from her anus up to her clit with the whole of my tongue – and especially sliding the tip of my tongue inside her as far as I can get. I must say she did very well to hang on to a now naked Andrew, while her hips bucked and squirmed as she orgasmed.
After a while, I stopped to allow Tina to recover her composure. I looked at Andrew, who was also smiling, and suggested we should change places. I'm not sure whether he had picked up some tips of what oral stimulation Tina likes, but she was quickly orgasming again with Andrew between her thighs. I was kneeling beside her, mauling her tits and trying to 'double her pleasure'. Trying to kiss Tina was not easy as her head thrashed from side to side and her hips bucked with Andrews tongue deep inside her.
When Andrew allowed her to calm down a little, Tina said in a loud voice “I want him to fuck me”, grabbing hold of my head to give me a passionate kiss. As Andrew crawled up her body, kissing his way up her belly and kissing both nipples, until his rampant cock nudged against her pussy, I decided I wanted to step back slightly to enjoy the scene before me. Tina reached down to guide him into her special place. I suddenly thought condoms, but it was too late.
They fucked – with great vigour – Tina was quickly orgasming again. Perhaps I shouldn't have been surprised that Andrew didn't last long before he started gasping “oh sorry, I'm cumming” to which Tina responded “inside me, I want it inside me” and she wrapped her legs around his back to hold him in place.
As they started to calm down, Andrew was apologising that he had cum too early, but Tina assured him that it was OK. He rolled off onto the bed beside her and I could see his massive load starting to leak out of her pussy. Tina looked up at me with a big smile on her face and said “your turn Tiger”. I didn't need a second invitation, climbing onto the bed between her legs and plunging my very hard cock into the swamp that was her pussy. I would like to say that we fucked for ages, but I didn't last long either, such was the arousal I felt from watching my wife orgasm with another man.
Andrew had started to gather up his clothes, but Tina stopped him, suggesting she wanted to have her 2 men cuddle her under the duvet. So, he retrieved the duvet from the floor to spread it on the bed, and we got in either side of Tina. We lay there for some time making small talk, Tina thanking us for such a wonderful time. Andrew and I had rolled onto our sides to caress Tina's tits, I tried to slide my hand down between her thighs but she kept them stubbornly clamped together, I assumed to prevent leakage. Occasionally, Andrew or I would reach across to kiss Tina on the lips or nibble a nipple playfully.
Tina had been casually playing with both of our cocks, mine remained stubbornly limp, but she realised that Andrew's was starting to show interest. She lifted the duvet to confirm what her hand had found and Andrew said he thought he was ready to go again. The duvet was pushed off the end of the bed, I brought the chair over closer to the side of the bed, and I was treated to the sight of my wife being royally fucked by our new friend in every conceivable position. This was certainly a special treat for Tina, and she took every opportunity to enjoy it to the full – thrashing about as he fucked her missionary, especially when he lifted up her legs up to go extra deep inside her.
When Andrew said he was becoming a little tired, Tina mounted him reverse cowgirl so he could take a breather. I must confess that watching his cock sliding in and out of my wife's cunt from the bottom of the bed gave me an urge to see if we could manage a DVP. Maybe that's a story for another time.
When Andrew did eventually cum again, he was fucking Tina doggy. He said “oh I think I am cumming again” before an enormous climax ejaculating inside my lovely wife Tina collapsed forward onto the bed with Andrew still inside her. Awesome!!!
Again, we cuddled up together chatting for a while before Andrew said he should return to his B&B before the hotel became busy. Tina and I lay in bed watching him dress and phone for a taxi. We decided it would be best if Andrew went downstairs alone, so the night porter would not know which room he had been visiting. In the event, I gather the night porter barely looked up from whatever he was doing as Andrew walked through reception.
After Andrew had gone, Tina suggested she should have a shower to avoid the copious deposits in her pussy leaking out in the bed. I said that would not be necessary as I rolled her over onto her back and dived down between her thighs. I don't think I have ever found Tina's pussy being so wet, and I so enjoyed making her orgasm for the umpteenth time that night.
After the Christmas do, there was barely a week until Christmas, and Andrew had arranged to spend 2 weeks at home with his family in Scotland, so we had little chance to talk to him about what had happened. Part 2 of my story will follow as soon as I can write it up.
