Kinky Couple

KINKY COUPLE Part 1

"You want me to what?" I asked my husband Frank.

"I want to watch Evan fuck you."

I was not surprised at my husband's request. We had agreed to try new things when it came to sex and I had almost let Evan fuck me the weekend before. We were empty-nesters, our youngest daughter having gone off to college a few months before.

It was a shock for a while; the entire focus of our lives had changed from being doting parents to it being just the two of us again.

I'm Connie, the way.

Frank and I were talking at dinner one evening and the topic was previous sexual experiences and fantasies. It wasn't the first time that we had recalled some past events, but this was the first time we'd talked about anything sexual.

Frank mentioned one incident. "You remember the time I walked in on you and Bob kissing? I've always wondered how far you would've let him go if I hadn't interrupted."

It had happened years ago. We'd been at a party at our friends Bob and Elly's house with three other couples. As the evening progressed, everyone began to fool around with others who were not their spouses. I had gone into the basement with Bob to get more wine and he came onto me. I was pressed against the wall and he was having his way with me, just kissing, but I was all in. Frank came down the stairs and saw us and had fantasized about it even since.

I decided to play to his fantasy. "I don't know. I was pretty drunk and feeling his hard cock against my belly was really something. I like it when a man gets a hard-on over me."

"You sure gave me one when we dated."

"Did you get a hard-on seeing me with your friend?"

"I did."

"Weren't you upstairs with Katy (another wife)?"

"Yeah. We took a break and I went looking for more wine. You and Bob were supposed to bring more from the basement."

"Well, we were on our way when he pushed me against the wall and kissed me."

"Did you want him?"

"Sure. When he kissed me, I liked it and reacted."

"What would've happened had I not been there?"

I was not a hypothetical question. Some of the people had gone much farther than Frank and me. Some were having oral sex and such. I remember my best friend at the time, Tanya, told me she had sucked one of the other husband's cock.

I was never that daring or loose, but I could tease Frank to get him worked up. He'd always had a thing about me exposing myself and being with other guys. It was one of our favorite fantasies in bed.

I continued to recall that evening, embellishing a little, "Bob had his hand on my ass and was pushing his cock into my belly. His tongue was in my mouth and my pussy was wet. I was a little drunk too. You remember how you seduced me under the same circumstances. If you had waited a few minutes, you might've walked in on him fucking me on the basement floor."

Frank responded by getting an erection. He is so easy. I just talk about sex or show a little skin to someone and he gets aroused.

I told him another tale, "You weren't at the Christmas party when Rex Johnson (a co-worker) lured me into his office and kissed me."

"I remember you telling me something about it."

"He had my blouse off and my bra cups were pulled down. He was playing with my tits and sucking my nipples."

"You didn't tell me that."

"Didn't I. I thought I had."

"No."

"He was very aggressive and he wanted me."

"Did he want to fuck you?"

"Of course. I thought he was quite attractive."

"Did he get to your pussy?"

"No. I stopped him. I was almost persuaded to let him go further."

"Why didn't you?"

"I was too scared." Then I added, "I did have his cock out. I was about to go down on him when he came in my hand."

Frank laughed, "You were too much for him."

"Yeah. I was rubbing his cock and it just exploded. He was embarrassed. I remember licking his stuff from my wrist."

"You licked up his cum?"

"Sure."

We were getting excited about our past dalliances with others. We'd never done anything much.

I changed the subject to, "I remember you had my little sister's tits in your hand at the lake."

"She was wearing a top."

"Hah. Her top was useless. You had her boobs in your hands. Her little nipples were poking out."

"She has nice tits."

"Better than mine?"

"No, of course not."

"I'll bet you would like to have fucked her."

"I was always a faithful husband."

"Would you do it now?" She's divorced.

Frank looked at me to see if I were serious.

I said, "Maybe I'd like to watch you. You have fantasies about watching me get fucked, maybe I'd like to see you doing someone."

Frank was surprised at my comment.

I said, "I'll invite her over for dinner and you can try to seduce her."

"Are you serious?"

"Sure, why not. We should try new things. We're in a new chapter in our lives, we should liven things up, don't you think?"

"Boy, I don't know."

I said, "Maybe you could watch one of your friends fuck me. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"It's a fantasy. I don't know it I'd really want to share you with someone."

"Why not. I'd still love you. Maybe I'd like to try a different cock. I've only ever had yours inside me."

"You'd do that?"

"I'd do it for you." I smiled.

"Oh, and you wouldn't get anything out of it."

"Well. It would be interesting to do it with another man, just to see what it's like. Would you like to see me come with another man's dick inside me?"

Frank was conflicted. His big head told him no, but the little head down below was saying yes.

I noticed, "You have a hard-on thinking about it, don't you."

He admitted, "Yes, but it's just a fantasy."

I went to my knees before him, undid his pants and freed his cock.

I licked the sensitive underside and said, "I wonder if all cum tastes the same. Maybe I could find a big cock to stretch me open."

He was just grunting as I licked the precum from his tiny slit.

I continued, "Which one of your friends has the biggest cock?"

"I don't know. I don't pay attention and haven't seen any of them hard."

"So, I'll just have to see for myself. I could give them all blowjobs and see who has the biggest dick."

He was really aroused by my talk.

I said, "I've read that eatin' ain't cheatin' so I could suck all their cocks without breaking my vow of faithfulness."

"I don't quite see it that way."

I said, "Well, if sucking cocks is taboo, I might as well go all the way and let them all fuck me."

"A gang bang?"

"Naw. I'd do them one at a time so I could enjoy each one." I added, "You could watch if you want."

The idea of watching me get fucked by his friends was working on his mind. He didn't know if I was serious and I wasn't sure if I was either.

I had his cock in my mouth. I can deep-throat and do it when I want to give him a special treat. Having him imagine various friends of his sticking their cocks in me was extremely arousing for both of us. I was rewarded with a blast of warm cum shooting into my throat and mouth.

I licked his dick while looking at him with a wicked smile. "Think about it babe. If you want, we could do some things to make life more exciting." I wasn't sure if I meant it, but it was the appropriate thing to say in the moment.

Our first actual step took place a few weeks later. It was his friend Evan's birthday. Of all Frank's friends, I liked Evan the more. He and his wife Tilly were very nice and we did a lot of things with them. Like us, they were empty nesters.

I was talking with Tilly while the men were in watching a ball game. Somehow the subject of sex arose.

She said, "Now that the kids have gone and we can do whatever we want, the desire isn't there. We used to walk around the house naked and screw whenever one of us had an itch. Now, it's not the same."

I giggled, "Do you walk around the house naked?"

"No."

"Maybe you should. Evan might jump you."

"I'm old and wrinkled. My tits sag and I have a tummy."

"So what. He should still have the same desire for you."

She shifted the topic to me, "What do you guys do?"

"Well. We aren't as wild either. We read erotic stories, watch a little porn." I added, "The other night at dinner, I got him excited talking about our fantasies. He got hard and I gave him a blow job at the dinner table."

She laughed, "Never could do that with kids running around."

"Nope, but I can now,"

"Interesting. What were the fantasies that got you both excited."

I told her, "Well, some of the usual stuff. He imagines watching some other guy fuck me. I told him I'd like to watch him fuck my younger sister."

"Wow. That's something."

"What fantasies do you guys have?" I asked.

She blushed but said, "Evan talks about swapping."

"Ooh, that's nasty."

"Yeah. It gets me hot too. I don't think we'd ever have the guts to try something like that, though."

"I know. It's kind of scary, but it sure is hot to think about." I asked, "Do you think about swapping with particular people, or just anonymous people."

"Some of both. Sometimes we think of specific people." She gave me a knowing smile that answered a question I might've asked.

I said, "Life is too short. We should enjoy while we can."

The conversation was getting too sensitive. I stood and walked into the kitchen to refresh my drink.

It was after the ball game when we had the cake and sang happy birthday to Evan.

We were eating our cake and having more wine in their living room. I was sitting on their couch with Evan while Frank and Tilly were in easy chairs across the room.

I decided to be a little daring, so I sidled over next to Evan. I turned to him and gave him a kiss, holding his cheeks while I put my lips on his. It wasn't a passionate kiss, but when I kissed him again, our lips remained together for a while. I put my hand and on the back of my neck and pulled him to me. He took the lead; I leaned back on the couch with him leaning halfway on top of me. We continued to kiss.

"Happy birthday." I said when we paused to catch our breath.

His hands were exploring, testing to see what he could get away with. I let him put a hand on my boob. I was wearing a sweater over a blouse and was protected by those two layers and my bra, but I certainly could feel his hand kneading my breast.

I looked over and saw that Tilly had moved over and was sitting on Frank's lap. Like us, they were locking lips and getting to know each other better. Frank looked up at me and I recognized the look on his face; it was like he was challenging me.

I was a bit intoxicated, but I knew what I was doing. I pulled my sweater up over my head and my blouse came part of the way with it. Evan was astute enough to take advantage. He reached behind me and undid my bra. Then, he helped me remove all of the clothing that had been above my waist.

For the first time in our many-years of friendship, he was able to put his hands and his lips on my breasts. My nipples were hard little things and there were goosebumps on my areolas. His hand felt the weight of my D-cup boobs. I get aroused when Frank plays with my tits and having Evan do it was even more exciting. I was leaning back on the couch while he groveled in my chest, rubbing his face on my tits, sucking my nipples while his hand roamed over the bare skin on my back.

He was between my legs, with his pelvis pushing against my crotch. I felt his hardness pressing into my pussy. I knew he wanted me and it plays to my feminine ego when a man wants me. I remembered how exciting it was when Frank and I were first going together. Having another man between my thighs brought back fond memories, erotic memories. I had let Frank take me all the way, back then. I knew I shouldn't go that far with Evan, but damned if his cock wasn't pressing into my slacks right over the most sensitive spots. There were layers of clothing between us, but, through them all, his cock was lodged between my pussy lips, against my clitoris. The urge to let him fuck me was almost irresistible.

I looked across the room and Tilly was straddling my husband's lap. She was wearing a skirt which concealed them, but from her movements, I knew she was humping herself on my husband's pelvis. Only his pants and undershorts protected her panties. I knew she would be wet down there. Her blouse seemed to open too. We were suddenly in a very adventurous situation with our long-time friends.

My pussy was wet too.

My training kicked in. I knew that I needed to stem the ardor of Evan or he would continue stripping me with the end-goal of fucking me. My mother had told me about men's desires and how they calmed down after they had come. I had fended off the advances of a few boyfriends by getting them off with my hands.

I reached into the front of Evan's pants and snaked my fingers under his shorts to find his hard cock. I wrapped my hand around another man's prick, something I'd only ever done once before since I'd married Frank (and it wasn't the guy from the office-I'd made that up).

I was very different to have Evan's penis in my hand. I done this with my husband many times, grabbing his cock and taking control. Once my hand was on his dick, he would do just about anything I wanted.

I rubbed Evan's cock in the tight confines of his pants.

I said, "Get it out and I'll give you another birthday present."

He moved off me a bit and with my help, we pulled his pants off his hips, exposing his ass and his dick.

I pushed him back on the couch and pulled his pants below his knees. His prick was standing up proudly. I looked across the room to see my husband, still entwined with Tilly, watching me. He didn't say anything, but was avidly focused on what I was doing. I put my tongue on the tip of Evan's penis. It was the first time I had done that with any cock but my husband's. The daring nature of what I was doing and my husband's reaction, inspired my continuing efforts. I licked the pre-cum from another man's cock for the first time in my life. I took the big head of Evan's cock into my mouth and pressed my lips around it while looking at Frank with a sultry smile. He obviously wanted me to continue, so I did. I pushed my head down and took more of Evan's prick. The big head pressed against the back of my throat. I pulled off, leaving his cock shiny and dripping with the saliva from my mouth.

Moved up a bit and held this new cock between my breasts. I looked up at Evan with his dick between my boobs. I leaned down and licked around the head of his meat. He was in a trance; his gaze was fixed on me. His cock was sliding between my boobs, titty fucking me.

"Happy birthday." I said and then pushed my head down onto his cock again. The big head pushed past my gullet and entered my throat. I gagged and backed off. I held his cock in my hand and licked it like it was an ice cream cone. I shifted my gaze from Evan to Frank. It was as if I was making love to both of them.

Tilly was still on my husband's lap, but was facing me. His pants were undone. I couldn't see under her skirt, but she was definitely humping him. I wondered where his cock was; was it rubbing her panties or was it inside her?

The nasty possibilities inspired me further. I pushed my head down and took Evan's cock farther into my throat. My nose pressed into his pelvis, nuzzling in his pubic hair. His big cock was expanding my throat. I knew my voice would be hoarse after being throat-fucked. It was the most decadent thing I had ever done, at least with someone other than my man. I wiggled my head like a dog with a bone, humming as I sucked my husband's best friend's cock.

It was amazing that Evan held out as long as he did. He tensed and his hips held still. I pushed down to get his cock as deep in my gullet as I could. The warm semen erupted into my throat. I kept my face pressed into his crotch, letting him drain his balls directly into my stomach. I held my head there until he was through. My eyes were watering as I tried to breathe through my nose.

I lifted off his cock and looked at the contented look on his face.

He said, "Holy shit, Connie. That was the best birthday present I've ever had." He saw his wife scowl and quickly said, "Except the ones I get from Tilly, of course."

I thought, "Bullshit. That's the best blow job you've ever had."

My husband was still. He had the same contented look as his friend. He'd probably come too, the question was where did his cum end up.

I moved away. Evan took a last feel of my tits. I took a big gulp of wine, washing the taste of Evan's cock from my mouth. I needed to soothe my throat after it had been assaulted by Evan's prick. I reflected for a moment on how his dick had been different from Frank's. It definitely was a bit fatter, maybe longer too. I'd have to evaluate it again.

We had crossed a threshold and our drive home was quiet at first.

I asked Frank, "Are you okay? I sucked another man's dick."

He said, "That's perhaps the hottest thing I've even seen you do."

Wow, that was a compliment and an incentive to do more.

"Would you like to see him fuck me?"

"I think I would, but only if you wanted to."

I said, "My pussy was so wet and I still haven't come. You men got off, but I didn't."

He drove a bit further.

I said, "Hurry. I need to be fucked. I can't wait."

He said, "I'm hurrying home. I don't want to get stopped for speeding."

I leaned over and put my tongue in my husband's ear and asked, "What were you thinking when I had his cock in my throat?"

"It was extremely hot. I wanted to see him fuck your face, but I was jealous of him, too."

"Do you want me to suck your cock too?"

He said, "When we get home."

"I can't wait."

I leaned over an undid his pants. He helped me pull them down his legs at a stop sign. His cock was hard, of course. He moved his seat back to give more space for my head between his belly and the steering wheel.

I sucked his cock into my mouth, wanting to milk his semen and get another mouthful of cum. He was driving carefully, having trouble concentrating with my mouth around his dick.

I noticed a different taste and wondered, had he put his cock in Tilly's cunt? I didn't ask, but the realization drove me to attack his cock even more aggressively. I pumped my head up and down, held his balls in my hand and mouth-fucked him as we neared our house.

Then, he came. His cock spurted into my mouth. I seldom let him come in my mouth, but I wanted every bit of his man-juice. Had he put a load of cum into Tilly's cunt? I wondered. The thought was really arousing me. I sucked on his deflating prick, licking up every drop of his semen. I held some in my mouth, savoring the taste and proud of myself for making him come in my mouth. I had taken two loads of cum from two men in my mouth. I was a bad girl.

I sat back up, swirling my tongue around my lips, tasting his semen. He was stunned. His gaze was straight ahead; I had overwhelmed him.

I gave him a kiss on the cheek and said, "You're going to eat my cunt when we get home. I'm going to fuck your face so badly."

We were in house and went to the bathroom. I stripped as I came out. Frank was waiting for me. He was naked. His poor dick was in that post-fucking state where it was not fully hard. It was shiny and red, probably throbbing from overuse. I like it when I get him like that, completely drained from sex with me. I want him to get all he wants from me so he'll never have to look for sex anywhere else.

He pushed me onto the bed. I squealed with delight and moved up to lean against the pillows. I raised my knees and spread my thighs, giving him full access to my needy cunt. He started to foreplay, but I pulled him into me. When his tongue touched my clit and licked along my slit, I exploded. I rarely squirt, but I did this time. I drenched his face with my juices. He was soaked, his hair, his face, even his chest. The hair of my pussy was soaked too. My coming inspired him and he attacked my cunt with unbridled desire. I was moaning and coming and coming. It was marvelous. There were no kids down the hall who would be disturbed. We could have uninhibited sex and make all the noise we wanted. It was amazing how our new adventure with our friends had ignited our sexual desire again.