[MF] First time with wife’s friend [open marriage][swingers]

TL;dr Open marriage, wife sets me up with one of her coworkers, setup only, fucking her in part 2.

My wife and I have been married for 15 years, we’re in our late thirties/early forties and I think we have an incredible sex life and the comfort and trust level is through the roof. Honestly, it’s been pretty damn good since the beginning seeing as how we dated for quite some time before getting married. We had lots of time to learn each other’s bodies, how we each respond to different situations but mostly, we had lots of fun, and lots of practicing fucking each other. One common theme though with our sex life is that we’re always looking for ways to spice it up and I would say things have gotten increasingly kinkier as we’ve matured. We’ve probably dabbled in most of the usual kinks; watching porn together, lots and lots of toys, light BDSM, fucking outdoors but the urge for more never goes away.

About four years ago, and it’s probably worth mentioning two kids later, that itch for something more was as strong as it ever was. This is when we finally decided to act on the idea of playing with other people. For years, we’d already been teasing each other about fucking other people. We’d make jokes about getting it on with our imaginary boyfriend or girlfriend and we also loved to people watch, talking about what we would do or want to see the other one do to the random people crossing our sights. And, of course, we had our celebrity free-pass list. We’d also make it part of our play time, mixing it up with dirty talk about another cock being involved or two mouths for this and that, eventually evolving into talking about how hot it would be to watch each other fuck someone else.

As the dirty talk was continually following this theme, we decided to have a serious talk about it. We were both on the same page and genuinely interested in the idea but we wanted to make absolutely sure this decision was a sound one. We do this thing where anytime we need to make a big decision, if time allows, we sit on it for a few months. If we’re still serious about it after that, we start moving forward with said decision. After months of fantasizing about it, talking dirty about it, and having some seriously genuine conversations about it, and realizing that we were both still wanting the same thing, we decided to involve other people in our play time.

The first thing we did was set some boundaries. We made sure to get as much as we could out in the open. What was completely off limits, where were the grey areas, and what were some things we absolutely wanted to have happen. A lot of the usual limits were easily set, especially since they concerned our physical and emotional safety. Condoms were a must, no married people unless their spouse approved and could prove it, we both had veto power, if at any time either one of us was uncomfortable we could end it right then and there, and we both would be present for the first introduction and at least the first few play times. We also decided that we wound’t fuck anyone on the first date. We always wanted to make sure the other person was comfortable with the new partner and not let the heat of the moment influence us so we always had a casual “date” first then if she and I agreed, we’d go on a second date. The grey areas for us mostly revolved around the extent of which either one of us would participate in a date. Would she or I just watch, would we actively participate, or perhaps if it would be decided, she or I would eagerly wait in the other room. We concluded that all of that would have to be decided on a person-by-person basis, with much of the decision really depending on the new person. Though there’s been many a time where I was fully welcome to participate, I was also happy to sit back and watch her get her brains fucked out. And, we were always open about our intentions with the other person. We would never try to trick anyone or lead on that this was something other than what it really was. We knew some of these rules would make things difficult, especially how much involvement she and I would have in the beginning but we believe this would give us the best experience.

I’m going to fast forward a bit here. Over the next year, we both had some amazing experiences. We had a lot of first-time experiences and we met some wonderful people. We never felt it was about the numbers, but rather about making lasting connections and developing a trust with those partners. With that said, we both like the variety that different people bring to the table so we always kept an open mind and were more or less always open to meeting new people. As usual, the wife had no issues in this area. I, on the other hand, only managed to get with three women our first year with one of them being fairly regular, one being off and on and slowly fading to off, and the other being a one-time affair after discovering she couldn’t deal with our situation.

It never disappointed me to be honest, I mean c’mon, I was having the time of my life. Seeing the pleasure this was bringing my wife, let alone the thrill of watching your wife get fucked every which way, plus getting some for myself, how the fuck could I complain. On the other hand, my wife had a tinge of guilt, at least that’s what I would come to find out. Unbeknownst to me, she had a plan to find me a new girl and apparently she had made quite the progress in this area.

It was right around my birthday that she surprised me with the question I would never forget. We had put the kids to bed and we were enjoying some adult beverages chatting about nothing in particular when she brought up how much fun she’s been having with our sex life. She went on to say how much she enjoyed watching me enjoy myself, how much it turns her on, and how much she wished I could find more women to be with. She then went on to describe how she’s been working on a plan to help me do just that. And then the question…”If I told you that you could have your pick between two of my friends, Michelle or Katherine, whom would you choose?” I nearly choked on my drink as she asked the question.

Apparently she has been thinking long and hard about which of her friends/coworkers would be willing and able and which of them I would be interested in. Once we she narrowed it down to a few, she started planting the seed, over and over from what I hear, seeing which would bite. The way she tells it, it wasn’t that hard to turn the conversation towards sex with them as they all seem to come to her for sexual advice anyway but she didn’t come right out and ask them, ‘hey, want to fuck my husband’ either. These were more suggestive conversations, dropping subtle hints about our arrangement, her desire to make me happy in any way she can, my attraction to them. She wanted this to almost be their idea, or at least make them think it was.

After six months or so, she could tell she probably had one of her friends and a coworker on the hook. Now they were dropping hints, obviously nervous about coming right out to their friend and saying they wanted to fuck her husband. By the way, neither one knew about the other’s conversations with my wife. Finally, one of them covertly told my wife that if there was anything, and she meant anything, she could do to help us out, she’d be game. And I guess the other one never had the balls to come out and say it, so my wife propositioned her. She was relieved and said she wanted to ask but was afraid she was reading things wrong.

So, back to her question…Michelle or Katherine. After nearly spitting out my drink all I could manage was “you’re kidding, right?” She assured me she wasn’t and then went into detail about how this question came to be. I was dumbfounded. One, I was so completely in love with this person that would do such a thing for me and two, I couldn’t believe she got these two women to want to be involved with us. She told me that I didn’t have to answer right now but that she wanted to make this birthday extra special for me and that I shouldn’t take too long to answer. I nodded, turned towards her and kissed her amazing soft lips then told her to come with me. I led her to our bedroom and made all kinds of sweet love to her.

The next morning, I lay awake in bed, thinking about her proposition; Michelle or Katherine. My mind wandered from one to the other and I could feel my cock stiffening in my boxer briefs. I reached in and started stroking it as I weighed my options. Shelly was roughly our age, with dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, and pale white skin. Probably not beautiful by society standards but very attractive in my eyes. I’ve had my eye on her for awhile as we’ve been to many functions with her outside of their work . She did have a wild streak before she got married and on several occasions she’s flashed people in my presence as well as made it clear to everyone we were with that she was wearing a thong by pulling the waistband out of her pants. Of course there were times were I got amazing views of her cleavage when we’d all go out for drinks and more recently, I had the wonderful experience of seeing down her swimsuit while I stood at the edge of my swimming pool, talking to her. Judging by her more than ample cleavage, her breasts didn’t return to their normal size after kids, which is intriguing. And as a bonus, she’s got a very dirty mouth on her, which I love.

Katherine, on the other hand, is somewhat the opposite of Michelle. I’ve only met her a handful of times when we’ve done kid activities as a family and during those times, she was very proper. She’s also younger, in her early thirties, with medium length brunette hair, on the shorter side, somewhat petite, and she has beautiful olive skin. I would consider her to have that classic beauty thing going which only peaks my curiosity even more.

What they both have in common is that they’re both divorced and both have several kids. The divorced part is good, as that fits within our boundaries, but the jury’s still out on the kids part. We have found a way to make it all work but it took a lot of discussion and thinking on our part but I don’t want it to become an issue for our friends. All in due time, I tell myself as I continue stroking my throbbing cock. Satisfied I’ve made my decision, I turn to my sleeping wife and wake her long strokes on her cheek. She can tell what’s up the moment she opens her eyes and I let her in on what I’ve been doing the last thrity minutes. I tell her I’ve made my decision but before I tell her I have to fuck her. She giggles and proceeds to stretch her arms over her head, still waking up. I reach down to the waistband of her pajama bottoms and slide my fingers in. They’re greeted by her hot damp pussy and before I know it, I’ve got her stripped from the waist down and I’m mounting her. She muffles her moans as I fuck away, not wanting to wake the kids. It doesn’t take long for me to blow my load deep inside of her (might be worth mentioning if these stories continue, I had a vasectomy soon after our second child) and she immediately asks me who I chose. I tell her I’ve picked Michelle and she’s giddy with excitement. She can’t wait to tell her and set things up.

Three weeks go by before our schedules sync up and we can all find babysitters for the kids. Michelle arrives and as I greet her at the door my jaw drops open like an idiot. I’m speechless. Michelle looks stunning and I let her know. Her beautiful blonde hair flows around her shoulders perfectly, her makeup is done up beautifully, lips the perfect shade of subtle red, she’s wearing a classy black evening dress that comes to a ‘V’ just between her breasts, showing the perfect amount of cleavage, a white band of fabric at her waistline, and stops just above her knees. To top it off, her bare legs look amazing in her black strappy heels. She clutches her purse as I welcome her in, and my wife quickly takes her by the hand, exclaiming to don’t mind me. We all have a little chuckle as we take a few steps into the kitchen.

My wife pours us all three some wine and we head to the living room. As we go to sit down, my wife takes Michelle by the hand and sets it up so she and I are sitting on the two-person sofa while my wife sits by herself on the other one. There’s some small talk but there’s an obvious tension so I decide to completely break the ice. I start in telling Michelle that I usually find the transition from this to sex can be a little awkward so I’ve found that getting to know a woman on a more intimate level before any clothes come off does a couple things. First, it’s a wonderful way to get the juices flowing which usually leads to both of us tearing each other’s clothes off soon enough. We all kind of laugh. Second, opening up this way leads to each of us getting exactly what we want in the bedroom. There’s no confusion or misunderstandings and I like to lay everything on the table. It eliminates those situations where things are hot and heavy and all the sudden one does something that sours the mood. It also removes that fumbling around and guessing what the other person gets off to.

My wife decides to share first and jumps into how she melts when I kiss her neck. How she usually loves for me to start with her lips, with soft wet kisses and light tongue, but then move to her neck, being sure to kiss and suck that spot right behind her ear. She goes on to describe how wet it makes her when my hands start exploring her body, making their way to her breasts, how she likes when I take her whole breast in hand (she’s a perfect handful) and her nipple pushes firmly into the palm of my hand, while I continue to plant kisses in that special spot. My wife then turns the question to Michelle and she’s apparently more than ready to open up after hearing my wife. Michelle then starts describing what gets her off. She especially loves nipple play, everything from light teasing to harsh sucking and she said to be sure my mouth is firmly latched on to one of her breasts as she’s cumming. This piques all of our interest, my wife and I nearly sitting up right at the same time and having a little laugh about it. Speaking of cumming, she pulls a pocket vibe from her purse and she goes on to describe how she’d love to have her inner labia teased with my fingers as she buzzes her clit with the vibe. She says to be sure to slide a finger or two in as deep as I can just as she starts cumming and do the come-hither motion, trying to hit her G-spot. I’m fucking thrilled about all the detail and she drops a few high-level hints about how she loves her pussy being teased until she begs for it then I should dive in, how she loves her inner-thighs rubbed, and she also loves playful spanking. She does say she’s not opposed to anal but it’s not something she’d be comfortable with just yet, which is the perfect kind of thing to know now so it doesn’t lead to an awkward situation later. And just so there’s no confusion, I ask her where she’d prefer me to cum to which she replies that although she likes cum, she just prefers that I don’t cum in her mouth. I politely correct her, asking her again, where did *she* prefer I cum. She giggles and then tells me she loves to feel a man’s cock pulse inside of her as he’s cumming so I said ‘say no more’, and we all laughed out loud.

As the conversation flows, I learn more and more about Michelle and she learns some things about me, like how I love dirty talk, the dirtier the better, how I love my nipples sucked, the harder the better, and how I love to be the dominate one while we fuck, or least given the illusion of being in control. She loves everything I’ve described and tells me that she can’t believe how wet all this sex talk has gotten her. We all take that as the cue that things should head toward the bedroom and the three of us rise from the couches, which leads to an awkward moment. We can both see Michelle is slightly hesitant and my wife reached out to her, assuring her we’re okay with things if she doesn’t want to go through with it. She confides to us that she wants this more than anything but she doesn’t quite know how to ask this, struggling to get the question out. My wife comforts her, rubbing her shoulder and asks her to please tell us what’s bothering her. Shelly finally manages to get it out that she’s not comfortable with my wife being present while her and I are playing. We both kind of chuckle and exclaim that what she’s asking is perfect normal and completely fine with us. We reassure her that we’re completely okay with this and the night is about her and I, though my wife did say she’ll probably have her fingers deep in her pussy as she listens to us fuck. Michelle blushes and hides her face for a moment but all our laughing sets her at ease and she looks at me and asks if there’s somewhere I’d like to take her.

To be continued…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5nuhlc/mf_first_time_with_wifes_friend_open