My wife and I met in college, during the drunken party days of fraternity-sorority life. We are now in our late twenties, and we have been married for three blissful years. We have no children, as we live rather casually and are sort of putting it off. Even though we had a rather crazy and promiscuous lifestyle in college, at the time we had no idea that our real sexual adventures would really begin when we became married, full-time working adults. Now, we find this pretty ironic.
My wife Lisa is a total knockout. She’s quite a health nut, which is nice for me because she’s always tanning and working out to keep in good shape. Her breasts are not enormous, but 36C’s with a very round and natural feel, and very perky. She is 5’7″, and her abs, thighs and ass are made of steel. Some guys say they like her because she looks like she could kick their ass. One friend from college who had slept with her before we met said it was the best work-out he’s ever had. What first drew me to Lisa were her bright blue eyes which seem to just pop in comparison to her dark skin. Her dark brown hair is thin and straightened which she keeps parted and framed around her beautiful face.
I’m not exactly unattractive, I’m pretty average build-wise, and I’ve gained a few pounds since college, but I like to think I’m a good-looking guy. Deep down I know Lisa is physically attracted to more athletic types, but she loves me and only me, and I can still pleasure her better than any man, that’s for sure. In public she is the one turning heads obviously.
Although our first swinging experience was very hot, we wanted to save it for later and instead tell everyone about a really crazy night we had last weekend.
Our college football team had lost a pretty bad game, one of the first important ones of this season. We always go to home games in our normal college t-shirts and “team spirit” type clothes. Then, if we’re not too tired, we like to go home, shower and change before we hit the bars. Luckily we live near campus, so shortly after this travesty of a football game we were ready to get hammered and have some fun.
We picked the busiest and most packed bar out of the several on campus. The second we walked in, I already noticed a few of the young college boys staring at Lisa. She was wearing tight jean shorts and a sort of stylish black tank-top. She smelled absolutely amazing and I myself kept staring at her well exposed cleavage, building a rather sizeable erection I hoped to make use of later.
After two drinks sitting at the bar (which we hate), a table in the corner finally opened up and we made a dash for it. Just as we got there, a couple of guys sighed as if they were going to use the table. As we were sitting down and I noticed their disappointment, I realized who they were. All three of them were football players from our team; however they had been benched for this game. We generally don’t see football players out in public, so we were excited and told them they could join us if they like.
After several more drinks, we got to that point where we were all best friends and everyone was laughing at everything going on. As expected, the guys were flirting rather shamelessly with my wife, and complimenting me on my taste whenever she wasn’t paying attention. I got used to this a long time ago, and I’ve always been proud of her. Plus, as we had a somewhat open relationship, I was curious about where this would go.
Lisa started rubbing my thigh under the table, and it was definitely about that time. We usually can’t keep our hands off each other if we get drunk enough. She slowly ran her hand along my crotch, teasingly brushing against my cock. I leaned over and started whispering in her ear.
“Why did you dress so slutty tonight?” I asked with a grin.
She giggled and replied, “Isn’t it obvious? So that guys would want to fuck my tits.”
It was at this point that we decided to expedite the process so we could both get our rocks off. We stood up to leave, and told the guys we were going take off. They said they were leaving too and that they’d walk with us to our car.
Walking through campus, I held my wife’s hand as three large football players walked along with us as if they were our body guards. One of the guys was black, named Marcus, and the other two were white guys named Trey and Brent. They were all very good-looking and I could tell that Lisa was attracted to them.
Sort of stumbling a bit, I stopped at an alley and told the guys that nature was calling, out of nowhere I needed to relieve myself. We all walked down the alley away from the busy campus atmosphere and I went behind a dumpster to do my business. Upon returning to my companions in the alley, my heart started pounding at what I saw.
Lisa was making out with Marcus, and the other two were starting to feel her up. She looked over and saw me, whispered something to the guys, and started giggling. Immediately they picked up the pace and started to grind up against her from the front and back, as if they were gangbanging her with their clothes on.
Then my wife told them that she wanted to fool around, but she wasn’t getting naked in public. She did, however, quickly pull her top down to show the guys her breasts. She then started to sink to her knees. A true gentleman, one of the guys took his shirt off and laid it on the ground for her to kneel on.
All three guys dropped their pants like it was a race. All of a sudden my beautiful wife was on her knees in an alley, with three enormous cocks hanging in front of her, only inches from her face. They circled her for a bit, their big dicks swinging.
Marcus stepped closer so that his huge black dick was rubbing against her face. She moaned and shivered, feeling the hot meat and taking in the smell of sweat all around her. Trey and Brent were standing more closely now, and started to push their cocks towards her face too. Trey, who by far had the biggest cock, nearly nine inches, made his way to the center and stepped closer to my wife. His cock started to throb and pulse, becoming bigger and bigger, and he wasn’t even stroking it.
Lisa was now just staring at his huge cock as it was now fully erect and pointing right at her face. Her mouth dropped open, and she was completely speechless. She was absolutely in awe of his enormous dick. Letting out a muffled squeal, she grabbed for it. She wrapped her small hand around this huge thick cock, and her sparkling platinum wedding ring was in full view as I watched. Slowly stroking his cock for him, she then leaned forward and took it into her mouth.
I slowly circled the group, rubbing my cock through my pants. I started to walk closer, and from my view all I could see was the back of my wife’s head bobbing up and down towards Trey’s waist as he stood there with his hands on his hips, looking down at her. I started to walk closer, and Marcus held up his hand and said “You get her any time you want man, let us enjoy this slut for now.”
Hearing this, Lisa moaned loudly and quickened her sucking pace on Trey’s dick. The other guys were now slapping her face with their cocks as they started getting harder and harder. I continued to circle the group, watching every detail. My wife looked up adoringly at Trey with her mouth full of his cock. She was completely worshipping this dominant male as she fucked his cock with her face.
Releasing his cock from her mouth to breath, Lisa was turning flush. She unzipped her jean shorts, and started rubbing her pussy through her panties.
“Man your wife is a total slut. She loves big dicks doesn’t she?” Trey said in a deep voice.
Squealing quietly, my wife responded. “Oh I love big dicks. I love huge cocks pointed at my face. I love getting slapped by big cocks. I’m such a slut for big cocks, I’m gonna suck all of you off right in front of my husband.”
My heart continued pounding. This wasn’t our first swinging experience but it was by far the most intense at that point.
She reached out and started stroking Marcus and Brent as she resumed sucking Trey’s cock. Trey reached down, took his cock out of her mouth, and started slapping my wife’s face with it. She lowered her head to get to his big balls, and took them in her mouth, swirling her tongue around them. His big heavy balls responded to this, tightening up.
Instantly, Trey grabbed my wife by the hair and started fucking her face very roughly. “Yeah you fucking slut,” he ordered, “Suck my big dick. Show us what a good cocksucker you are.”
He continued to fuck her face, and she placed one hand underneath his cock and cupped his balls for him. She placed her other hand on his huge thigh, again her wedding ring in full view, reminding me of what I was watching.
She then started going back and forth from one cock to the other, sucking each of them a view times before moving on to the next. She looked over at me while Brent’s dick was in her cheek, she moaned and resumed sucking them all off.
Trey grabbed her by the hair, hard, and started fucking her mouth again. She continued to play with his balls, and he continued calling her a slut, whore, and nasty cocksucker.
Trey commanded, “Jack me off bitch” and pulled his cock from her mouth. She reached up with one hand, the other one still cupping his balls, and she started stroking his cock for him quickly. Working the big slab of meat with her tiny hand, she knew what was coming. Trey grunted and shook some, and he started unloading on my wife’s face. He shot huge thick streams of cum which splashed right into her pretty face. Continuing to stroke his cock and cupping his balls, she tried to give him the ultimate orgasm, and I think she did. Soon he stopped shooting, and his cock slowly hung downward, still enormous but just swinging between his legs now.
Lisa turned to Marcus who was stroking his cock while all of this was going on. She took the shirt from underneath her legs and wiped all of the cum off of her face, then returned it to the ground where she knelt on it. She looked up at Marcus with her big blue eyes, and started sucking his big black dick.
Marcus stood there with his hands behind is back, “Yeah bitch suck it” he said repeatedly. “You like sucking big dicks?”
My wife moaned, trying to say “mmm hmmm” in response as she continued working his dick with her mouth. She reached up with one hand to cup his balls, and with the other she stroked half of his cock while she continued sucking the rest. Marcus began thrusting his hips, and soon he was cumming. My wife plunged into him, taking his entire meat down her throat. As I watched, I could see her throat muscles working as she was sucking all of the cum out of his cock. Marcus nearly shouted as he emptied his load into my wife’s throat.
Marcus took his cock out of my wife’s mouth and let it hang down just like Trey’s. Brent had been jacking off furiously to all of this. Lisa finished swallowing the rest of Marcus’s cum, then turned to Brent. He immediately grabbed her tits and squeezed them around his big cock.
Lisa loves getting titty-fucked almost as much as she loves giving head. “Oh yeah, fuck my tits with that big dick of yours you hot stud.” she said as she looked up at him in her submissive manner.
Brent pulled back and started stroking his cock. As if by instinct, Lisa grabbed his balls and started playing with them. She cupped them, and tickled his taint behind them with one of her fingernails. This pushed Brent over the edge. He shot huge frozen ropes of cum on Lisa’s tits. She started shaking them back and forth for him while he unloaded. As soon as he finished, he slapped her a few times with his dick and she moaned loudly. She loved being dominated by these guys.
Without saying a word, all three guys put their pants back on and walked out of the ally. I was left behind with my gorgeous wife covered in cum after sucking off three strangers. She was still panting, and looked up at me with a sort of devilish grin.
We cleaned her up a bit and walked towards the car, my cock aching in my pants as I replayed everything I saw over and over. We were both very turned on, and she whispered in my ear, “Now let’s get home so you can fuck your slutty wife’s wet pussy.”
This was the beginning of a new chapter in our swinging lifestyle, and I couldn’t imagine what might happen next.