[Group] Wifeswap with friends

Hi all! Some of you may have read my other stories, but here’s a quick recap for anyone who hasn’t.

My wife and I started swinging with another couple, Mark and Jane, at the end of last year. The encounters have taken on a cuckolding undertone, at the request of Mark. Since then, everyone has started enjoying the powerplay/swapping of partners.

Quickly about us (I have been asked to switch to feet and inches):

Me: Around 6′ tall, broad build, full beard, deep blue eyes, short brown hair, and a 8.5ish inch cock.

Mark: Similar build to me, with brown eyes, clean shaven, and around 6″ cock.

My wife: Dyed red, pixie cut hair, 5′ 3″, thickish build(we’ll come back to that), blue eyes, pale skin, cute little butt and DDD breasts(she recently got remeasured).

Jane: Dirty blonde shoulder length hair, 5′ 1″, toned build, thick ass, brown/green eyes, and modest breasts.

Now, onto the story. As always, I might have to cut down on details to fit this in one story, so I’m sorry if I skip ahead some times.

Since New year’s, we’ve only seen Mark and Jane a couple of times for nights out and going to the movies. During these times we have done some light swapping, in the form of kissing, flirting and some mild groping. But we haven’t had sex with them since January.

Also, my wife has recently been extremely busy, and combined with Christmas she has gained few pounds. She is still very sexy, and I even think her breasts have gotten a little bigger, but her self-esteem has taken a bit. So I figured that there was one sure-fire way of making her feel sexy again.

I told her to chat to Jane about setting up another night together, and her face lit up. We both needed to unwind after some busy months at work.

It only took the girls a day and a half to coordinate something, but it wasn’t what we usually did. After my date with Jane, my wife has been dreaming of a date of her own, so they had decided on swapping husband’s for a day.

Late Saturday, I went over to theirs, while my wife was going to meet Mark out for drinks before heading home.

I had dressed casually, on account of spending the night. As I rang the doorbell, Jane was quick to answer and said how much she had missed me. She was wearing a tight pink t-shirt, clearly without a bra under it, and yoga pants. I couldn’t help but look at her firm ass when she lead the way inside.

We moved to the dining room, where she had prepared a salad and a pasta dish. While we ate we laughed and joked about our other experiences and what we thought Mark and my wife were up to.

Jane texted him to ask, even though we had agreed on minimal contact. They were still at the bar, on their 3 round of drinks. We poured our wineglasses full to get on their level and quickly finished our first bottle.

When we were done, Jane asked me to leave the dishes and join her in the living room. To my surprise, they had moved their guest bed so that we didn’t have to go far.

I couldn’t help but laugh as Jane plopped down and giggled. I asked her if she was really craving it that badly. She nodded and told me to come closer.

As I mentioned, it had been quite a while since I had been with Jane, so I have to admit that I was craving this. Instead of kissing her, or laying down next to her, I walked over and got on my knees in front of her. I smiled up at her as I hooked my fingers into the edge of her yoga pants, and started to pull them down. But instead of removing them, I pulled them to her knees and lifted her legs up.

This made her roll back laughing in excitement, and pushed her knees right up to her chest. Her perfect pussylips were puffy and enticing and I dived in. I didn’t waste any time teasing her, I just licked from her entrance to her clit in one long stroke before I slipped a finger inside her and latched onto her clit.

She giggled and moaned as I lapped at her sensative button for a few minutes. My cock strained painfully against my pants from finally tasting her again.

It didn’t take her long to go back into the musings that she knew I liked. Praising and begging for my cock even as her first orgasm got closer made me want to fuck her harder than ever.

As she came, I finally let her go from her bondage of her own yoga pants. I pulled them off her and stood at the end of the bed. She sat up, and pulled my pants down. Of course, I hadnt worn underwear and she laughed when she saw.

I nearly came when she greeted my cock like a long lost love. She held onto it and planted wet kisses from my base and up the shaft. When she reached the tip, she sucked hard from her last kiss, and I slid inside her mouth. Her technique is very different from my wife. Much sloppier and lip focus, and it felt incredible.

After a few minutes she pulled off my cock just long enough to tell me to send Mark a Snapchat video from her phone. I happily obliged and threw the phone on the bed after I hit send.

I later learned that my wife and Mark were still at the bar when they received it. They had watched it together, twice. It had been the tipping point for my wife, who called for an Uber home.

Meanwhile, Jane finally released my cock and laid back on the bed and begged for my cock again. I felt it flex and throb with desire as I climbed into the bed. I pulled off her shirt and pushed her down with a hand around her neck, just firmly enough to make her gasp a little.

I pushed her legs apart and lined myself up with her entrance. As always, I guided my cock up and down her slit until she couldn’t take it anymore and pleaded with me to fuck her pussy. That was all I needed. With a firm and steady pressure, I pushed all the way inside her in one motion.

Her eyes went wide and she grabbed onto my wrist with both hands as she began to grind her hips in circles. I used my grip on her neck to fuck her in long, controlled strokes. The wetness of her pussy made a slap every time our bodies met and I slowly started fucking her faster.

Finally, I let her go and grabbed her beautiful thighs instead, letting her breathe properly and gave me the grip I needed to fuck her harder.

The redness drained from her face and she started talking dirty to me again. As always with Jane, I’m not sure where the showmanship stops and the genuine remarkes start. She begged me, told me that she had been dreaming of me, and that Mark just wasn’t good enough.

I grabbed her phone with one hand, and started Snapchat again. Filming her, I wasn’t able to go as hard as I wanted, but I was still able to send Mark a few videos of his wife begging for me to cum inside her.

I couldn’t hold it much longer after that. I threw down the phone and pounded Jane with everything I had. After a couple of minutes, I felt her tense up and her pussy rippled around my cock. It pushed me over the edge. I pulled out of her, and jerked my cock a couple of times and unloaded all over her toned stomach.

She giggled and smiled up at me, and told me that she needed that. Through my heavy panting, I agreed.

After the primal fuck we just had, we both felt much more relaxed. We went upstairs and showered together. Outside of touching and kissing, we didn’t do anything until a couple of hours later.

Just as we got in bed I saw that I had received [this image](https://i.imgur.com/PojHcLG.jpg) from Mark via WhatsApp. My wife, the cumslut, had pounced on Mark. Unfortunately for him, he blew his load in her mouth in a matter of minutes. The rest of the night they had spent on our couch, watching movies and he had fingered her before they went to sleep.

Jane laughed and told me that Mark would sometimes remark on things being “as great as my wife’s blowjobs”, and that he had wanted more since last we saw them.

I told her that her own brand of blowjobs were incredible as well. She rolled her eyes at my bait and smiled before she crept down between my legs, while we were in their bed.

I snapped another picture for Mark, before I laid back and enjoyed Jane’s warm, wet mouth.

Funnily enough, after having fucked another man’s wife several times, and he mine, the naughtiest feeling I’ve had has been sleeping with her without my wife there. And I do mean sleeping. There’s something about the intimacy of snuggling up in bed with someone other than my wife.

That may just be my own interpretation.

Thank you for reading!

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