Fucking our friends on a Friday [Group]

I wrote this a few years ago, the morning after what remains one of my favorite nights of playing with others. Enjoy!

This is a story about the fifth time my husband (C) and I fucked our friends, D and J. For context, we’ve only done the swinger life for a bit now, maybe four months. We’ve been with several couples but the first one really stuck. They’re our friends, they’re the first couple we ever hooked up with and our only repeat hookup, and we were the first for them as well. D is somewhat of a party girl, sexy and a little wild, with recently pierced nipples and a dirty mind that comes out when provoked. She’s about my height and weight and ethnic background so there’s a little bit of a similarity thing with us. At well over 6 feet tall, J is your classic tall, dark and handsome type, while my husband is an equally tall dirty blonde with piercing blue eyes, the yang to J’s ying if I were to get poetic about it.

It had been about a month since our last hookup, a wait period that has somehow become our unofficial standard, and we set a date for us four to go hang out a speakeasy and come back to our place for a bit of fun after. We meet up and engage in some pretty normal conversation, a little on the flirtier side with a bit of touching but nothing too intense. We always start so tame but I assume the lure of what’s to come pulls on everyone’s minds like it does on mine as we try to make starter conversation. (Note to self, learn to be cool playing it cool. One day.) We last about an hour of small talk, if that, and D announces that we should go back to our place. No objections are heard.

We walk back to the car paired off with each other’s spouses and ride back home. Luckily the trip is a quick one, we get home fast and pour some wine. I get comfortable sitting on the kitchen counter to get to J’s level and J stands close to me, running his hands up and down my back just a little. I’m starting to relax and take it all in, and like on cue D comes over and asks to kiss me. Yes please, I say. She kisses me in her usual soft, sensual way. She’s the first girl I’ve ever been with and a really good kisser. I tell her I realize I’ve missed her and she makes a playful mmhmmm sound back at me. Then she walks off to pay attention to my husband, grabs him and leads him to his office. From the counter I hear D strumming C’s guitar and giggling in the office. The mystery of what they’re up to is turning me on.

I’m still on the counter and J and I are talking about nonsense, something related to cooking, but my mind is all over his body and what I want to do to him. He might be in a similar headspace too, as he moves from my side to between my legs, stops talking, and starts getting handsier and slowly kissing me. He’s gentle and sweet and my brain is already wrapped around his finger as I wrap my legs around his body.

D and c return to the living room, which is visible from the kitchen counter, and they’re touching and kissing and she straddles him on the couch. They keep making out as he strips her to her underwear. J and I take moments to turn and look, and when we’re not looking the sounds alone are off the charts sexy.

J takes my top off and moves down my body with his lips. He frees one of my breasts and sucks on it. I’m sensitive and not many men know how to handle my tits and nipples, but he’s got it down. He takes lots of pauses to come up and kiss me. I’m so worked up, breathing super heavy, struggling with all I’ve got to keep the pace slow.

D is lying on the couch now and c is on top of her. They’re making out and he’s telling her how gorgeous she is. It’s 100% true, she’s stunning. I hear them getting worked up. Hearing my husband worship this woman turns me on like I never imagined it could.

J pulls down my bra and he’s all over my tits. I need him so bad now. He unzips my jeans and I rub the bulge of his jeans with my hand. His cock is perfect and though I’ve already had it four times (but who’s counting?), I want it bad and fantasize about what tonight might be like, as if it were the first time.

I force myself to keep going slow and hold back and keep kissing him as he grinds into my spread open legs. Through two sets of jeans, it’s such a tease it almost hurts. He pulls me down off the counter and removes my pants. He’s tall and I tippy toe to keep kissing him while he starts to play with my clit. I take off his jeans and keep teasing his hard cock through his underwear.

I can’t fight it anymore so I take his dick out. I take a moment to admire and stroke it while kissing him.

C and d are looking hot as fuck as he’s about to penetrate her, missionary style, on the couch. I turn a dining room chair in a way that’ll give J the perfect view and tell him to sit and enjoy the show. I get on my knees and start sucking his cock, alternating from gentle and teasy to getting it as deep in my throat as I can. He’s big so I can’t take it the entire way, but I get close. I know he loves it when I gag on it and it turns me on so hard, especially when he tells me in words how good it feels and calls me a good girl.

I keep blowing him while he watches d ride c. He’s so turned on by watching my husband rail his wife and he tells me I’m missing an amazing show. I love watching too but at the moment there’s nothing in the world but his amazing cock and the smile on his face when I come off from gagging on it. I need a few more minutes of this…

I want to ride him though I know my lips aren’t done giving him attention. But more of that later. I grab a condom and switch to riding him on the chair, with me facing d and c to watch them fuck. J was right, it’s crazy sexy. My husband is passionately fucking this gorgeous woman and she’s calling out his name wanting more. I’ve had what she’s getting so I know how good she’s getting it. I love sharing him as much as I enjoy being shared.

After some riding j and I decide to change positions to spare the now creaking chair. I stand up and J bends me over the dining room table like a submissive little slut (guilty) and proceeds to fuck me doggy style. In the meantime, c comes and d goes to the bathroom. C takes off his condom and I ask if he wants to join me and J for a bit. He wastes no time in shoving his still hard dick into my mouth like a good hubby. I’m getting fucked by the two sexiest men I know. It makes me feel thoroughly used and powerless and euphoric.

C pulls out of my mouth after I come crazy hard, and J and I move to the couch. Now all eyes are on us. D aptly observes that there’s a belt lying around – why aren’t we using it? We agree with her excellent point and J puts it around my neck and tightens it a little. I tell him I like it when he has all that power. I ride him like that and come several times. Hours in, I’ve come at least half a dozen times but I’m nowhere near ready to stop.

We decide to move to the guest bedroom as it’s roomier, J wants badly to get his wife spit roasted next and it’ll be comfier there. We share this plan with the gang but d and c don’t follow us so we figure they want some solo time before joining.

We get to the bed and slow down a little, chatting a bit about what we like and kissing a little. We wait a bit longer and they still haven’t shown, so I can’t resist asking to blow him again. Of course, he says.

I get some more time in sucking his dick. I want to make him come so bad, especially after all he’s done for me tonight, but I’m so not finished with him. He’s been an energizer bunny tonight with his infinite stamina and I just want to keep him and myself going, just a little longer…

We 69 with my head off the bed and him fucking my throat. By now he knows I love all the ways I can have his dick deep in my throat and he delivers as always. His tongue on my pussy drives me crazy. He’s learning all my buttons so well.

I come hard and now I want to fuck him again. We pop out for condoms and hear moans coming from the bathroom. Despite, or maybe because of a lack of visuals, it’s so hot. I don’t know exactly what d is doing to my man, but it’s clearly driving him wild and vice versa.

J and I go back to the guest room and fuck again, this time lying on our sides and spooning. It feels intimate, comfy and cuddly while continuing to be extremely sexy. I come over and over again. I’m so sensitive and worked up that it’s so easy for him now. We keep kissing. His eyes are a deep hazel and I feel comfortable enough, maybe for the first time, to gaze into them a while as I bask in the endorphins and admire what he’s been able to do to my body tonight.

I tell him that I want to make him come. He asks how I want it and I tell him that he’s been all about me all night – I want to do anything he wants. He tells me he wants to fuck my mouth and my throat. I love hearing him say it aloud. The words alone send me 95% of the way towards an orgasm.

I lay back on the bed with him standing on the floor. He fucks my throat, gently at first but escalating to fast and deep. I’m on cloud nine. Then without moving me, he takes his big cock in his hand and jerks off his dick, giving me that amazing view from below, dick in focus and cute o-face in the background. He gets there pretty fast and covers my face with his come. I lick my lips and it tastes amazing.

He knows by now that I love to lick his cock after he’s done coming and he tells me I can go for it. I ask if he’s sure, I know his dick may be over sensitive, but he assures me it’s ok. I give it one last taste as I file the last four hours into the mental memory box.

I go wash off my face and come back to cuddle and talk about dorky shit as per usual tradition: today it’s Firefly and how the Catcher in the Rye is an entirely different story depending on your age when you read it. My hubby comes by to tell us d is passed out on the couch and joins in on the snuggling and conversation. Life is good.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/sh3kii/fucking_our_friends_on_a_friday_group