Four couple swap continued: My(M39) wild night with Gina(F38)

As a summary for those who may just be catching up, back in March, my wife and I started swapping with three other couples that were really good friends of ours. Each week over a period of just under a month, we each spent an evening one-on-one with another husband/wife than our own. The first four chapters in this ongoing narrative, covering our first and second night, are here:

[First chapter – describing how we started, and my night with our friend Karen] (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/509ln3/the_first_night_of_six_months_of_swapping_with_my/)

[Second chapter – continuation of the first night, discussing my wife Kristin’s night with Karen’s husband Scott](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/50hahx/mf_our_first_night_of_swapping_with_3_other/0)

[Third chapter – the next time we were together, describing my evening with the petite blonde Amy](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/510e4u/four_couple_swap_part_3_the_night_i_m39_and_a_my/)

[Fourth chapter – part two of the second night, my wife and Mike’s night together, and what happened in the evening and couple days after](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/51600v/four_couple_swap_continued_my_wife_f40_takes_our/)

The guys and I had had beers mid-week, and the four wives showed up after a yoga class, looking spectacular, especially Amy in her yoga shorts and sports bra, and Gina in the tightest, thinnest pair of yoga pants I had ever seen and an open-side tank top and bralette. While such attire wasn’t totally unusual in the upper class neighborhood in Southern California where we live, it still turns heads when guys are nearby. We had all been looking forward to the upcoming weekend. Unlike the past two times we had gotten together, where the partner you’d end up with was unknown until you got into the room with them, this week there was the anticipation of knowing exactly who you would be with (and in turn, who would be with your spouse). For me, that was Gina, the flirty, yoga obsessed brunette with the smoking, tight, body. My wife would end up being with Sam, barely the oldest of the group, who kept in great shape.

The other difference for this weekend was that we would be hosting everyone at our house this week. Only two of the couples had easy access to overnight babysitting away from the home, the others being Scott and Karen, who hosted the first two get togethers. This time it would be our turn. Kristin and I had been making preparations during the week, getting things straightened up, new sheets put on the bed in our two guest rooms, as well as on the pull out bed in what used to be the bedroom of one of our sons, but after they decided they wanted bunkbeds, became a playroom and game room for them. The fourth couple would end up in our master bedroom, and we would change those sheets on Saturday before the festivities began.

We had a date night on Friday night, and throughout dinner we talked about last weekend and the anticipation of the upcoming weekend. While it had been fun to try out and be with other people, we both knew the cliché “best friend” sentiment between a wife and husband can be true, and was in our case. I good naturedly ribbed Kristin about her “make me your slut” comment to Mike the week before, and she blushed and said his dick made her do things she couldn’t control.

We soon after got the check and finished our wine before heading to the car. Kristin reached over the center console and grabbed my package saying, “you know, your cock has made me do some things over the years out of my control as well,” and then started to unzip me. It had been a while since I had gotten roadhead, and I was thoroughly looking forward to the experience.

As we were driving home, I realized we didn’t have lube for all the rooms the way Karen did. I didn’t want to have to run out to get it tomorrow while trying to get the house ready or dropping off the kids, and pulled into a nearby grocery store parking lot. Kristin seemed to take notice of the change of route, and definitely knew we were somewhere different when our SUV went over a speed hump and my cock hit the back of her throat. She looked up and asked what I was doing. I said, “We need to get lube. I’ll make you a deal, if you can get me off in two minutes here in the parking lot, I’ll run in and get them by myself. If it takes between two and four, we go in together, and if it is more than four or I don’t cum, you go in by yourself.” Kristin thought about it, then said, “start the timer on your phone” and undid her seatbelt before again attacking my cock with her mouth.

While the feeling was amazing, I (a) wanted to see how long I could last in her mouth with her giving it her all, and (b) didn’t want to be the guy walking into the grocery store to get 8 small bottles of lube (one thin and one thick for each room). At least if I could hold out for 120 seconds, we could go together. It wasn’t our usual grocery store, so at least that was good, but in this area, you were bound to see someone you knew almost anywhere.

The first minute ticked by, and while I was enjoying it immensely, my balls weren’t yet at the tightening and ready to explode stage. The next thirty seconds were a little more difficult, as she added her hand to the mix, and really focused her tongue on the head and frenulum. This was going to be a challenge I could see. Between how it felt, and the fact her ass was in the air facing the car window in a skirt, was really turning me on. I started to think about baseball stats, what I had going on at work, anything, to keep from cumming. I looked down at my phone that showed 1:48, and knew I only had to hold out another 12 seconds. I started to think about the next night, and how I’d get to be with Gina, and almost lost it in Kristin’s mouth, before calming myself and getting back to the thought of baseball. As the 1:59 turned into 2:00 I breathed a sigh of relief.

My challenge then became whether I could hold out for two more minutes. It would be sort of a turn on to have her go into the store by herself and buy the bottles of lube. Who knows what someone would think when they saw that! It almost became too much of a turn on, and I had to again revert to thoughts about work. I went through my schedule for the upcoming week and before I knew it, we were at 3:52. I watched as the last 8 seconds ticked by. While I was thoroughly turned on, I also realized at that point that it would be fun to blow a larger load in Gina the next night. I tapped Kristin on the head and said, “if you want to stop, you’re past four minutes. Up to you.” She looked up at me and said, “Damnit! You held out didn’t you!” I admitted it, and she got her shirt and skirt straightened to head in. As she was closing the door, I noticed her lipstick was mostly gone, and the area around her mouth was red from the friction and slightly moist. I rolled down my window as she walked around the car and said, “don’t wipe your mouth until you either get to the checkstand or see a good looking guy. And if you want to, grab the biggest zucchini or cucumber as a joke, that wouldn’t hurt.” She gave me the finger and walked towards the store.

After about 5 minutes or so, I saw her walking back to the car, hips swaying in her unmistakable way. She got into the car, and I asked how it went. “I didn’t get the cucumber, but when I got to the condom and birth control aisle, there were two high school-looking guys, probably 17 or 18 shopping for condoms. I bent at the waist and grabbed four of each of the lubes, and put them in the basket, and then straightened up and pointed to the Magnum XLs and said, ‘I really like those’, and then wiped my mouth as you asked. Their jaws dropped and I turned and walked to the checkstand.” We both laughed and I started up the car and got us home. We paid the babysitter and then headed to bed.

The next day, we were all about preparing the house, along with keeping the kids happy. I took them to the grandparents’ house around 3, and then headed back towards home. We had a few hours until everyone would show up, so I swung towards our club to work out for a bit. While there, I ran into Karen, who had just finished her workout. We chit chatted for a few minutes, and talk inevitably turned to the plan for the night. “Are you ready?” I asked her. She replied, “Had you asked me last week, whether I would have been ready whether it was Mike or Sam, I would have said yes. After hearing Kristin and Amy talk about Mike at yoga on Wednesday, I really don’t know. Let’s just say I’m nervous. What about you? Ready for wild Gina?” I gave her a curious look and said, “What do you mean, wild Gina?” Karen replied, “Well, Scott said she was just a little crazy in bed. Don’t get me wrong, he was amazed at what Kristin was able to do in bed, but he said Gina was just a little nuts.” Scott hadn’t mentioned one word of it to the three of us (or at least to me). To say the least, I was intrigued. Karen left, and I went to go finish my workout and then headed home.

When I got home, Kristin had just showered, and I jumped in. She was getting ready in the mirror, and came over to the shower to ask me a question. “Do you guys prefer panties or a bare pussy under a skirt or dress?” she asked me. “Hm, depends on the day. I would say going bare is always a sexy thought, but if you like the act of pulling them off, or having him pull them off, then wear something revealing there, like a g string.” My answer seemed to satisfy her, and she started to walk away. I stopped her with, “K – are you going to use the buttplug again?” She said, “I guess I wasn’t planning on it, just since I had heard he was smaller than the rest of you guys.” I said, “up to you, but I would have thought that prep beats no prep any day, even if he is smaller.” She considered it and said, “I guess you’re right, and went into the walk-in closet to the toy chest and came out with a plug, albeit a smaller one than the one she prepped with last week. She applied a little lube to it, then reached back and appeared to slide it in with almost no effort, save for a slight grimace when the widest part slid past the tight knot of muscle just past the hole. She smiled at me, and went into the bedroom to relax a bit before we needed to get ready.

When I emerged from the bathroom, she was laying on the bed, reading on her iPhone, and touching herself with a small egg vibrator. “Getting a headstart I see” I said to her. “Kinda, but not trying to cum, just working myself up and then letting off,” she said. I threw on underwear and a t-shirt then grabbed a pair of jeans from the closet before walking back to check the various rooms, realizing I needed to straighten up the kids’ playroom. When I came back to our bedroom, Kristin was slightly bent over the bed, which I first thought was an invitation to take her from behind, especially since she was just wearing a small black thong that was almost a g-string in its diameter. After a moment, I realized she had changed out the sheets and was making the bed. She said to me, “Don’t just stare at my ass, help me.” I helped her make the bed, and then went to the kitchen to prep some appetizers and write out the four rooms on index cards. I figured drawing for your room was easier than calling dibs.

As the time approached, the house was ready, I threw on the shirt I planned to wear for the night, and Kristin put on another sundress, this one with a lower cut top that showed some good cleavage, especially when she wore the right bra, which she definitely did. Sandals with a mid-height heel completed the outfit. Scott and Karen were the first to show, and Karen had on a cocktail dress with a form fitting top that flared out at the skirt. She looked hot, as always. Amy and Sam showed up next, with Amy wearing a halter top jumpsuit that showed cleavage and side-boob, and showed off her ass in a remarkable way. The girls all cooed over each other’s outfits, as we waited for Gina and Mike to show up. I had made a small pitcher of sangria that we were all sipping on while we stood around and talked. I could tell that Scott was ready to go, by the way he kept checking his watch and then watching Amy every time she moved around the room.

Finally, Gina and Mike showed up, which seemed like an eternity, but was really only 5 minutes late. Gina was in form fitting black distressed denim, and a halter top that had a key hole between her breasts. She had done her makeup a little more ‘extreme’ than last week, and her eye makeup was on par with what Amy had done last week and again this week. In short, she looked like she was going out for the night, but we would all be staying in.

They grabbed a drink, and I explained the index card situation, and we discussed how long we wanted to do this for. The two hour limit still seemed like the better choice, over the 90 minutes from the first week. With the formalities out of the way, Kristin raised her glass, and said, “to old friends and new experiences.” We all clinked glasses and drank, and then each “couple” paired up and grabbed a card. I looked at the card and saw we had gotten one of the two guest rooms. We walked down that way and I realized Kristin and Sam were walking the same, way, and must have drawn the other guest room, right next door. Each had an en suite bathroom, so we wouldn’t really see one another until the two hours was up. I winked at Kristin as she entered the room, and she mouthed “I love you” back at me. As we entered the room, I saw Mike and Karen entering the playroom area across and just down the hall, meaning Scott and Amy ended up with our master.

Once we got into the room, Gina immediately took the lead and grabbed my head and started kissing me passionately. I kissed her back, and unlike last week, there was no delay before I felt her tongue slide into my mouth, so I quickly reciprocated. She also started to unbutton my shirt, and as she worked her hands down, she moved her head down my neck and then chest, and finally stomach, licking, nibbling and sucking as she made her way down to my waist. She unbuckled my belt and threw it to onto the bed, then unbuckled my pants, and pulled those and my boxer briefs down with one motion. She was definitely the aggressor thus far in our evening.

My pants and underwear around my ankles, Gina grabbed my hips and ass with both hands, and using only her mouth, took my now hard cock into her mouth and then immediately down to the base. She pumped up and down a couple times, and then went back down, the head of my cock definitely pushing at her throat. She looked up at me the second time, and gave me a smirk with her eyes, and maybe I imagined it, but it seemed like the smirk extended to her mouth. She then did something I had seen only in porn, but that I found to be a complete turn on. Gina opened her mouth somewhat, and with me still buried in her throat to the hilt, extended her tongue from her mouth, sliding it down against my scrotum to lick and flick my balls while she deep throated me. “Oh my god, that’s unbelievable” I said to her. She pulled up and replied, mouth half full of cock, “Thank you, do you want to fuck my face?” I hesitated for a split second, and then thought ‘to hell with it’, and grabbed her head, pushing my cock in and then coming out and repeating. None of it seemed to phase her, so I quickened my motions, pausing occasionally to go deeper into her mouth.

I continued to fuck her mouth and face like this for several minutes, until Gina put a hand on my stomach and slightly pushed back. I thought at this point maybe she had a bit too much, but instead, she grabbed my legs just below the knee, and pushed them out to make me spread my legs. She gripped my cock with her hand, and put one and then the other ball in her mouth, pumping my cock as it rested against the bridge of her nose and onto her forehead.

She looked at up at me, mouth full of my balls, cock resting on her face, then released my balls, and took her tongue further back. She flicked her tongue against my taint, and then I felt its wetness and slightly rough, but slick surface against my ass. I had had Karen’s tongue on and slightly in my ass a few weeks before, but Gina approached this with gusto. She was still pumping my cock as she did it, eventually repositioning me, against the bed. She paused for a second, and said, “I can go deeper if you are okay getting in a doggy style position. Mike likes it that way, but both Scott and Sam were fine just staying like you are now.” I gave it a half second’s thought and then got up on the bed, knees slightly apart, resting on my elbows. Gina was not messing around, as she grabbed both of my cheeks, spreading them the way I would usually do to Kristin (or any of the wives, for that matter), and then extending her tongue directly into my ass. She swirled it around just inside the hole, and then pushed forward until I could feel her lips against the hole as well, her nose pushing against my skin.

Gina pumped back and forth a bit like that, and then I felt her push against me again. She then did something I didn’t even think was possible, and spread her mouth open a touch, which caused me to open and relax more, but also allowed another inch or so of her tongue to emerge from her mouth. She continued to flick and rotate her tongue, and rather than the anus stimulating rimming I got from Karen, this was more like an internal massage with a tongue shaped buttplug.

She pulled back and said, “do you want to cum like this or in my mouth, or something else.” She was reading my mind at that point, as I was really hoping to get a little more action in during the night before blowing my first load. I replied, “This is great, but I really want to experience the whole thing tonight. Can we get some of those clothes off you?” Gina had slipped her heels off when we started, but otherwise, was still in her jeans and halter top. She replied, “Sure, do you want to do it, or have me strip for you?” I pulled her to me, and undid the halter tie around her neck, the top slipping down the front, her breasts bared to the room. They were exquisite, a still perky C-cup, despite three kids. She pulled the halter off completely, and I unbuttoned her jeans and started to slide them down.

She pushed me down on the bed again, then turned around and slid the jeans down her legs. She wasn’t wearing anything under them, and as the jeans slid down past her ass, I saw that the obsession with yoga was worth the time and money. Her ass was just as perky in its bare form as it was a few days earlier in the yoga pants, and I could see the lips of her pussy peeking through the gap between her thighs. She bent all the way down and stepped out of the jeans before turning around. I took in her nude body in front of me, great breasts, flat stomach for someone in her late 30s, and a closely trimmed patch of hair above her pussy. This was as close to a ‘full bush’ I had seen since my early 20s, although it appeared she still shaved the bikini line as well as the lips underneath. Gina also had the most prominent pussy of the four, with her outer lips hanging down somewhat below where her thighs met the crotch area. That’s not to say there was anything remotely unattractive about it, it was still a sexy pussy, just slightly different than the other three women in that regard. One other observation I had on her pussy was that it opened slightly, whether due to arousal, or just naturally occurring. I could definitely see why the yoga pants outline was such a lewd vision, seam between her lips, the thin fabric stretched taut over her sex.

I pulled her towards me to lay her down, and instead, she pushed me back onto my back. She then straddled my face, bringing me face to face with the pussy I had just been ogling. As she came down onto my tongue, I noted the lips were in fact bare, and the inner lips were already slick with her juices and bright pink, another sign of intense arousal.

I licked and sucked at her lips and clit, Gina controlling where I went more so than the other wives had done. At one point, she brought her hips forward, and my tongue slide down, past the opening to her pussy, and over her taint. She ground that against me, then moved further forward, placing my tongue against her ass. I couldn’t see up at this point, my nose buried in her vagina, eye level with her clit. She said to me, “oh god, lick my ass, get your tongue in there.” I continued to lick and stuck my tongue out as far as I could, pushing past the tight rim of her ass. “That’s it, keep going. I know from talking to Kristin how much you love to fuck a nice tight ass, and the four of us discussed after yoga how well you do it. I can’t wait to have your cock where your tongue is now. Keep going for me baby.” I continued to lick her ass, moving my face somewhat side to side, so that I could stimulate her pussy with the rest of my face. She continued to grind down on me, and eventually came, my tongue in her ass, and her clit pressed against the top of my nose.

She picked up her leg and spun a quick 180, then sat back down on my face, this time facing down towards my toes. As she did, I saw her asshole, glistening from my tongue and mouth, now positioned directly against my nose. She ground her clit into my tongue, and I licked, as she went right back to deep throating me. I was about to pull back and tell her that I needed a break from it when she pulled herself forward, putting my cock against the lips of her pussy. From this position, I could see my cock slide into her, just in front of her asshole, still slick from my mouth, slightly agape as Gina slide down my shaft and bottomed on my cock.

Gina worked my cock in the reverse cowgirl position, while I held her hips and went with it. I moved one hand lower on her, and placed my thumb against her ass. Without a word, Gina pushed back against my thumb, saying it all with body language. I pushed my thumb further in, until the whole length was in her slippery, but still tight ass.

After another 5 minutes or so of this position, I announced to Gina I was going to cum. She replied, “oh yeah, give me that cum, baby, fill me up, fill me with your hot load.” That was pretty much all it took (on top of the amazing position, thumb in her ass, etc.), and I started shooting everything I had into her. I had been good about not cumming during the week, even though I admittedly did some edging, and Kristin’s BJ the night before without orgasm had primed me pretty well. After 7 or 8 spurts, Gina hopped off of my cock, and then in the next movement, immediately spun and engulfed my cock in her mouth, getting perhaps the last spurt or two, but at a minimum, cleaning up the combined pussy juices and semen coating my cock. She also licked along the base of my cock, sucking up any remnants of my orgasm, finally licking the wetness from my balls as well. She then lay down next to me, knees up, and stroked her pussy. She reached a little lower, and brought a finger up that was clearly coated in our cum. She immediately placed it into her mouth, licking it clean and then saying, “you taste great, a little sweeter than Mike.” I thanked her for the compliment, and she continued, “do you want to taste?” I was in the afterglow/refractory stage, never a high time to try that, so I declined.

She said, “no worries, but if cum bothers you, you will probably want to avoid getting too close to Kristin tonight, cuz Sam comes like a firehose. Amy had told me once how much he came, so when he and I were together a couple week ago, he was in my ass, and I didn’t want to deal with the mess, and had him pull out to cum. I thought I’d end up with a big pool against my ass, and ended up having half of my back coated it seemed.”

The mention of the two made me acutely aware of the sounds in the house. While we have really good soundproofing between rooms, some noise in adjacent rooms is still going to pass through. As Gina and I lay next to one another, kissing and stroking each other, I could hear the occasional giggle and moan from the room next door, so Sam and Kristin were clearly enjoying each other as well.

I looked at the clock, and saw we had used about 45 minutes of our time by this point, with another hour and fifteen left. I asked Gina what else she’d like to try out. She said, “well, before you fuck my ass, I’d like to see if you can make me cum with your tongue again.” The post-orgasm effects had run their course, and I was now horny and willing to do whatever it took to get her off. I asked her what position she comes best in. She said, “I’d love to ride your face again,” so I laid down on the bed once more, and Gina brought that tan, toned body up over me, sitting down on my lips. I stuck my tongue out and made it as firm as possible, while Gina used it to her advantage and rode my back and forth, almost like she was riding a cock.

In that position, the cum from our earlier endeavor was quickly leaving her pussy, and I was getting a steady drip of it into my mouth as I licked her. Gina had a number of smaller orgasms, at least based on the moaning and pausing momentarily. After about 15 minutes of her pushing back and forth, her most significant climax of the night came and she shuddered and stopped in place. I could feel her pussy clenching and releasing as she moaned, and after several pulses like that, a more significant clump of cum poured from her pussy into my mouth. It surprisingly wasn’t off putting in the least, I assume given the fact I had a gorgeous woman on top of me, who had just released said cum from her pussy, with me having put it in her 30 minutes prior.

She then pulled herself off of me, and got on her knees at the side of the bed. She asked me, “can you get hard faster sitting down or standing up?” I said, “I think standing”, and she said, “well stand up, let’s get you hard”. I stood up at the side of the bed in front of her, and she again buried my cock in her mouth. This time, she was even more aggressive about it, pushing it against her throat, gagging and choking herself with it. She would pull back, long strands of thick saliva running from my cock to her mouth, before pushing it back in. A couple times, she even pulled off and then spit on my cock, running her hands up and down the shaft, then licking the spit up off the shaft and putting it back into her mouth. Gina’s mascara had run a couple times from her eyes watering, making the scene even that much more extreme.

After about 10 minutes or so of her blowing me like that, she pulled back and said, “do you wanna fuck my ass now?” I replied in the affirmative, and she sat down on the edge of the bed, grabbed three pillows and put them behind her back. She then raised her legs up and motioning to the lube said, “why don’t you get me ready to take you.” I squeezed some of the thicker lube out of the tube, and rubbed it all around the index and middle fingers of my hand. I then added just a touch more to those fingers and placed them at the opening of her ass.

Gina watched me, biting her lip as I rubbed the lube in circles around her ass before sliding the middle, followed by the index finger, into her. I let the two fingers sit inside her for a second, before pushing up and then circling around inside her, pushing and stretching the inner sphincter of her ass, getting her ready to take my cock. She closed her eyes for a minute or so, still biting her lip. She brought a finger down to her clit, and ran circles on it while I continued to stretch out her ass. After several minutes of preparation, I asked her, “are you ready?” She said, can you slide back in my pussy first? I want you to be completely hard, and I also want to feel you there one more time tonight.” She had noticed I wasn’t at 100%, given my focus was on getting her ready, but my say, 90% erection quickly became 100% when I slid it back into Gina’s pussy and watched her stroke her clit with her eyes closed.

After a few minutes of pumping her pussy, she said, “straddle my chest” I pulled out, moved around her legs to her chest, and she grabbed my hips and pulled my dripping cock into her mouth again. Licking me clean of her pussy juices, she then licked and sucked my balls one more time before returning her mouth to my cock (or rather, returning my cock to her mouth). She pulled me deep again, gagging on it, the thick saliva coating the head and top of the shaft. She pulled out, eyes watering, and said, “I want you to fuck me with that cock, covered in my spit”. Wow, Karen wasn’t kidding, Gina was a crazy one. I placed the saliva covered cock against her ass. I pushed against Gina’s ass, and it offered quick, and ultimately futile, resistance.

I pushed deeper into her ass, and while earlier she had had her eyes barely closed, when I pushed in, she opened them quickly, staring up at me as I thrust inside her. “Oh wow, that feels really good” she said. I slid my cock back, pulling almost all the way out, leaving just the head inside, getting squeezed somewhat by the ring of muscles at the entrance to her ass, but pushing back in, this time going just a touch deeper. A few more of those in and out movements, and I was eventually pushing back against her, my balls pushed up against her ass, pelvic bone against her taint and pussy. I looked directly at her, and asked her how this felt. “This feels so fucking good” she said, “you can go faster if you want.” I sped up my pace, but didn’t want to go so fast that I wouldn’t feel the grip of her ass against my shaft. The experience of fucking an ass is different than a pussy, tighter at the entrance, but opening up inside. It was clear Gina wasn’t an anal virgin, and we were both able to enjoy ourselves and be in the moment.

After about 10 minutes of fucking her in this position, and at least one small orgasm from her, I announced my pending orgasm. Thinking back to her previous comment on her asking Sam to pull out, I asked her where she wanted me to cum. “Wherever you want” is all she replied. “Good, I’m going to keep doing what I’m doing then.” I said. I continued pumping her ass, and went my orgasm came, my cock throbbed five or six times inside her ass before I felt spent. I pulled out and with her legs in the air like they were, I saw the cum quickly run out of her slightly open ass, running down to the sheets. I grabbed a babywipe, and cleaned her up, followed by the sheets.

We had 5 minutes or so left so we talked for a bit and got dressed. I complimented her on the ability to keep her legs in the air as long as she did. “That is all yoga” she replied, and I couldn’t argue. Gina stepped into her jeans, and slid them up and over her ass. Then then turned, topless, to me, and reached around me to give me a giant hug and kiss. “I had an amazing time tonight, thank you.” I said, “I did too, you’re wonderful and a lot of fun.” She laughed at me, and grabbed her halter top. Pulling it on, she asked me to tie the knot at the top, “I can do this, but it’s always more fun to have a guy do it for you.”

We then walked back out into my kitchen, the first ones to be done, and I opened a nice bottle of red wine I had been saving for the night. Kristin and Sam followed shortly after us. I walked up to Kristin and gave her a kiss. We could both taste the other’s partner on our mouths, and I gave her a quick hug with one arm. I handed her, Gina and Sam glasses of wine, and asked if everyone wanted to sit on the couch. Gina took a seat, as did Sam. Kristin stayed on her feet, leaning against our bar and said, “I think it’s better if I just stand for a while.” Mike and Karen made their way to the room right around then, and I gave them glass of wine as well. Karen hung by the bar with Kristin, looking spectacular in her flared skirt dress and heels. I noticed Mike sliding a pair of panties further into his pocket, apparently completing his collection of the wives. I also realized then that Karen was standing in that short party dress, no panties, having just been fucked by Mike. The thought of it got me immediately hard again.

Scott and Amy then walked into the room, which was kind of a funny sight, given she had taken off her heels, so her petite 5’2” stature against his 6’3” plus made for a contrast in sizes. I couldn’t help but think about what his cock must have looked like going into her equally petite pussy. He grabbed wine glasses for both of them, and came to stand between Mike and me, while Amy sat down between her husband Sam and Gina. Scott turned to Mike and said, “I tied your record of three” with a big old grin on his face. Mike deadpanned to him and said, “I tied it again too” clearly meaning that he did so with Scott’s wife Karen. I asked them whether they had gotten to try everything tonight. Mike said that Karen wouldn’t let him have her ass, and Scott said that he got the tip and about half way down the shaft before she asked him to stop. Clearly, some advantages to being on the more average side of things.

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