12 comments/ 40517 views/ 15 favorites Fading Vanilla By: danihughes99 It had been a good fuck. Then most fucks with my husband were. Despite our twenty five-year marriage starting to creak a little, as they do after such a time, the sex was still good, in fact, usually it was outstanding. The only problem was that there wasn't enough of it! Bill and I had both drank a lot of wine and had put our marriage problems behind us as we had undressed for bed. We didn't get into the bed for as I was turning the throw back I felt Bill stroking my bum. I stopped what I was doing and stayed bent over. His hand went between my legs and he stroked my pussy and then my bottom. After a few moments, I fell forward and he lay on my back, eased my legs apart and then fucked me from behind. It was lovely. We lay there for a few moments enjoying that post orgasm glow. "I would love to see you with another woman," he said out of the blue, although he had mentioned it several times before. "Bill you know I can't do that." "Can't or won't." "Both. I am just not into women they do nothing for me" I said truthfully. "Ah such a pity." "Why would you like to see that?" "I don't know, I just think the idea is so exciting." "What me having sex with another woman or just seeing her?" "Both I suppose, you don't mind me saying it do you Dani?" I was used to him saying things like that in those post orgasmic times just after sex. "No darling I don't mind, but I just couldn't do it with a woman in front of you." He laughed. "What about behind me then?" I smiled. "Not that or even alongside you. Women aren't my thing." "What about men?" "What do you mean? You know I am a man's woman. "Well how about that then?" "What?" "Letting me see you with another man." Although I had led a very 'vanilla' life and had not been at all unfaithful to Bill, the idea both of going with another man and having Bill watch did arouse me a little. "Why would you want me to do that?" "It would be exciting. Spice up our sex life a bit. "What seeing me being shagged or watching the guy?" "Both I guess" he replied letting his fingers fall on to the top of my small, left breast. "Would you like that Danni?" I was torn. In some ways, I found it hugely exciting, but I didn't feel that I should tell him that. I tried to hedge my bets. "Bill let's just leave it." "No it interests me. Doesn't it you" "I don't know why?" "I bet you do really," he continued taking hold of my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. "See." "What?" "This is hard, it excites you doesn't it?" "Yes luv, it does a little." "So would you?" "How would we find anyone?" Was my rather pathetic, but clearly quite submissive reply * "I have found him" Bill said a couple of months later. After several more badgering sessions from Bill, I had eventually agreed to go with another guy, but stipulated that it could not be anyone we knew. 'I don't want any history or skeletons in the cupboard," I had told him. "I want to be able to walk away from him with no concern at all of ever seeing him again," I explained. Bill agreed. Although having sex with another guy in front of Bill excited me, I didn't think he would be able to arrange it and that was part of my reasoning for saying yes for I wasn't at all sure I would be able to go through with it. I told Bill that and he said that he understood. We discussed it a few times during those two months or so, always after sex. That is apart from this time when Bill had just come home from work. "What do you mean?" "I have found the man, your lover." "You haven't" I gulped feeling worried. "Oh yes I have." "Where did you find him?" "On a swinger's website." "No." "Oh yes I have." "Is that safe?" "Yes perfectly look," he said handing me an email. I noticed the email address billswife@yahoo.co.uk. I smiled and said. "You cheeky sod" as I started to read it. Hi Bill My name is James and I am a forty six year old widower. I live in Cambridge, which is reasonably convenient to where you both are, but far enough apart from you and Dani to avoid any 'accidents!' I read your ad with great interest and would like to put myself forward for your 'interesting project.' I have performed such a role several times before and would love to perform it again for you and Dani. Having sold my electronics business after my wife died I am semi-retired, but have interests in a number of small businesses. I, therefore, have time on my hands so arranging a meeting if you deem that worthwhile should present no issues. I have enclosed a photo that was taken earlier this year and have others, including some of a rather more intimate nature, if you require those. Whilst very hetero, when required I have had my bi moments and would happily get involved in whatever you and Dani require. I leave it to you to take this further if you both would like to and I look forward to you possibly contacting me by email or on the mobile number below. Kind regards James Bill explained that he had placed a discrete ad on a swinger's website. "What did that say?" I asked. "Here I'll show you," he said clicking on his iPad. I looked at the ad on the website inexperiencedswingers.co.uk it read Professional couple mid-forties near London. We are very happily married and we love each other. But we want to spread our wings and experience more. We would love to hear from single men in their forties or fifties who would like to entertain my wife as I look on and possibly join in. He explained that he had seven replies and had managed to speak to five of them. "James sounds perfect Dan and he looks good too," he said handing me a photo. He was right. "Have you spoken to him?" "Yes several times, he sounds great." My heart was pounding as in a rather matter of fact way talked about a man who might well become my lover. "What now?" "Well James and I thought two things." "And they are?" "You chat with him and if you are comfortable we all meet for dinner. What do you think?" I agreed and later that evening after dinner and two glasses of wine, I placed Bill's mobile to my ear. "Hello" I said in barely a whisper. "Hi is that Dani?" "Yes." "This is James, it's nice to meet you" the nicely modulated voice oozed into my ear. "And you." He asked how I was and chatted very easily, relaxing me and building a quick rapport. As far as one can on an initial phone call, I liked him. Bill took over and I went to the bathroom. "What do you think?" "He sounds nice." Bill smiled. "Nice to enough to er, um ....?" "Sleep with?" I said rather sharply. "Yes, but with me there of course." "Maybe I would prefer it without you there? I laughed. "Now, now that's against the rules; remember the three musketeers' saying 'all for one and one for all?" "Yes I know." "So shall we meet?" "If you want." "No it's if you will Dan." "I'll try Bill, but I can't promise, I have said that all along." "Yes I know and I have told James that, he understands and is completely cool about it." "Ok then?" "For what?" "To meet?" "Where?" "We thought in a restaurant and if all goes well then go to his or our place." "It couldn't be here Bill; I have to have total anonymity." "That's fine, he's happy for us to go there or we can go to a hotel." After a lot of discussion that evening during which I felt incredibly horny, which led to an absolutely fantastic fuck we agreed on a plan. We would meet at a restaurant in Cambridge for lunch and if all went well we would go to his place. James had booked a table at the Midsummer House, which is a very upscale, two Michelin star restaurant in Cambridge. He explained that it was only a few minutes to his converted barn and that if we had a drink that it would be perfectly safe leaving our car at the restaurant. Over the next few days waiting for 'my fate', I must have changed my mind twenty times. Twice I told Bill I could not do it, but then relented when we had sex. The odd thing was that on both occasions, the image of James was in my mind as Bill and I made love. With both of our children away at university, Bill and I lead a busy social life. We both play golf and tennis, go to the gym, swim and eat out a lot. We are comfortable financially. Bill runs his small, five-person architectural practice and I lecture in Victorian history at a local college. I do not need to do that from an income point of view, but I love doing it. On the Thursday, I had a lecture at nine that meant I would be home by eleven. That gave me time to shower and do all the things that woman do before a date, not that I was up with that as I had not been on one for nearly thirty years! Bill would be home by twelve thirty thus enabling us to leave home by one to get to the restaurant by two. Naked after showering I was in my bedroom wondering what to wear. Then, and in the shower, I was so sexually aroused that I came close to masturbating, something I rarely did nowadays. I resisted the temptation, just about, but was very aware that once more it was James' angular face, full head of dark hair flecked with grey and his piercing blue eyes that were in my mind. It was more than his features, though, for he had sent a photo of him in shorts and as I reached the peak of my arousal when my hands actually cupped my small B cup breasts, I was imagining them pressed against his nicely hairy chest. I looked at myself in the full-length mirror wondering what James would make of my body and me. I had no concern and didn't think he would have an issue with my weight. I have a slim build and carry no excess anywhere, which is luck really and more due to my metabolism than anything on my part. Alright, I play tennis and work out and am careful with my diet, but I certainly drink too much, probably near to a bottle of wine most evenings, but I was careful after both children so my tummy is flat and I have no 'baby wrinkles.' My waist is pretty trim at twenty six inches and my bum, though fairly pert is beginning to 'drop' a little, making me resolve not to turn my back to him when standing up naked. 'Shit' I thought 'I am beginning to accept having sex with him and I have not even met him yet.' Cupping my tits and looking at them in the mirror my immediate thought was that they are, how can I describe them, nothing I suppose is the most apt description. They are not full or particularly pert and certainly they are not big; I have difficulty creating a deep cleavage even with a tight, uplift bra. Just little pouches of flesh that do not have that much going for them, although the nipples are quite pronounced and are hugely sensitive. As it was warm for mid-October and I still had a tan from our recent family holiday at the house we have just bought at a knock down price in Southern Florida, I chose not to wear tights or stockings. I knew the restaurant would be fairly dressy so I chose a tightish, white, just above the knee skirt matched with a black, silk blouse with buttons all the way up the front and a white jacket with the cuffs turned back. I slipped one of those long, dangly necklaces round my neck and clipped on my diamond earrings. Bill arrived home just as I came downstairs and gave me a welcome wolf whistle. "Blimey, you must fancy him looking like that" he smiled "Don't be daft." Bill came up to me and took me in his arms. "Seriously Dan, you look lovely. He might be a very lucky man" he said into my ear. "Yes he might." "But if you decide you don't want to then say so. That'll be fine." * The lunch went well. James was lovely and was the sort of man that I could easily fall for. He was beautifully dressed in a mid-blue linen jacket, a sparkling white shirt with two buttons undone showing his hairy chest and sand coloured linen trousers. He was undoubtedly good looking and momentarily I wondered why he did things like this for he should have no difficulty meeting and going out with women, of all ages I thought. He had that confident and assured way about him that the rich often have and seemed perfectly at ease and at home in the swanky restaurant being greeted by several of the staff. Bill and he got on well and there was no tension when James flirted with me or when he touched my wrist. Over coffee as James went to the toilet Bill asked. "Well?" I knew what he meant and nodded. "So far yes, but there's a long way to go Bill." "So" James said when he returned. "May I invite you both to my home?" We both nodded. He clicked on his mobile phone and said to us. "My car will be here in five minutes." We were driven to his home in his BMW 7 Series with me sitting between the two of them their legs pressed against mine. It felt nice and augured well for what might happen later. His house was a large, converted barn just off Castle Street and quite near to Magdelene College. It was beautifully furnished and reeked of money, but in a stylishly understated way. His home was like him if that can happen; stylish, expensive and confident without being arrogant. We hadn't drunk that much at lunch, for which incidentally James had insisted on paying, just a bottle of Chablis and a nice claret so both Bill and I accepted James' suggestion of champagne. He went into what I assumed was the kitchen and returned to the huge lounge with a bottle of Moet and three tulip glasses. Standing a few feet from where Bill and I were sitting on a sofa he smiled at us and looking at me said. "Shall we drink it here or............" and then after a pause added. "In the bedroom?" I looked at Bill as James added. "Don't worry Dani you can still say no and, by the way that goes at any times." "Thanks James." "So Dan" Bill asked? I didn't answer for I did not feel able to frame the word 'yes' to such a blatant, yet excruciatingly exciting suggestion. Instead, I simply stood up. They both understood. James smiled and as always polite and diplomatic, but assured and in control, he said. "Would you like to follow me then?" We followed him across the lounge, into and along a short corridor and up a short flight of open stairs. "We had the mezzanines put in when we refurbished the place after we bought it three years ago he explained opening a pair of double doors and ushering us into the bedroom. It was massive, at least thirty feet square. There was a seating area with two low chairs and two matching four-seater sofas grouped round a low, glass table. I wondered why the hell anyone would need those in a bedroom, but said nothing as I took in the two huge plasmas, one for viewing from the sofas and the other suspended from the ceiling over the big, again getting on for square bed. Along one wall there was a bank of wardrobes with floor to ceiling, mirrored doors with the other wall, the one facing the bed being given over to a series of windowed French doors. They led out onto a small balcony. "There's only one bedroom on this mezzanine, but there are two more on the other and a couple more downstairs," he explained opening the champagne. "So any time either of you need a bed on this area we have plenty. Come let's sit. May I take your jacket Dani?" It was beginning to get dark outside so James fiddled around with a tiny laptop. Impressively that not only put lights on round the room, but also switched on the sound system that played some beautiful classical music, Bach I think. Bill had sat in one of the chairs and I had perched myself in the corner of the sofa. James came and sat beside me. We chatted away avoiding, or so it seemed, the 'big issue' that had brought us together and was the reason we were there, James fucking me as my husband watched. Bill and I had discussed how we would extricate ourselves if either of us became uncomfortable at any time. We had agreed on a phrase that we would say to the other if we wanted to leave and also one if we wanted to proceed. Out of the blue, Bill used the phrase that asked if I was happy to move to the next stage. "What time are you playing golf tomorrow?" he asked. Replying that I was playing in the morning meant I was not comfortable and saying that I was playing in the afternoon meant that I was ok to go on. I thought for a few moments as a little shudder went through my entire body. Then taking a deep breath I said softly. "Not until the afternoon." Smiling, Bill stood, walked over to me and placing his hands on either side of my face, he kissed me on the lips. Breaking the kiss he looked into my eyes for a moment or two, then turned his head, and looked at James. James was sitting just a foot or so away from me. Bill said very quietly. "James have you been properly introduced to my wife Dani?" I looked from bill to James and saw him smile as he replied. "No Bill, not properly or formally I haven't." I was not quite sure what Bill was up to and I wondered if they had agreed some 'secret' phrases. It became clearer though when Bill went on. "Then meet Dani, James and Dani say hello to James." As James closed the short distance between us, slipped his arm round my shoulders and brought his face close to mine I realised what was happening. I turned my face to greet his and welcomed his mouth on mine. We kissed. He murmured. "Hello Dani, it's lovely to meet you." I smiled and replied. "As it is you James." Then, for only the second time since I had married Bill I enjoyed a deep and passionate kiss with a man other than my husband. And it was lovely. Quickly, it became an open-mouthed kiss with both of us using our tongues and squirming our lips on the others. He was a wonderful kisser. Completely closing the space between us James put both of his arms round me and I let my body rest against his. He pulled me tighter until my small boobs were squashed against him and that felt marvellous. I looked over his shoulder and caught Bill's gaze. He smiled and nodded encouragingly. I closed my eyes again and gave into the gorgeous feelings my body and mind were gaining from James. His kissing technique was wonderful and so different to Bill's. Although back to him both of them made ample use of their tongues, James used his more on the outside of my lips than inside my mouth. He licked all round and between them and also sucked and gently nibbled them. It was such a change and I found myself responding by doing the same sort of thing to him. I was so absorbed with the way that we were kissing that I sort of lost track of time and had no idea how long we had been kissing. More significantly, though, I also as good as forgot my earlier reservations. It was beginning to feel perfectly natural to be kissing this virtual stranger as my husband looked on. As James and I kissed, I occasionally opened my eyes and was pleased to see Bill staring at us and smiling his support to me. I had slid back into the corner of the sofa with James now half-lying on top of me. As a result my skirt had slid up my legs and I knew that I was showing their bareness at least half-way up my thighs. When James broke the kiss to ask. "Ok Dani?" I saw him look down at my legs and wondered whether he was about to slide his hand up my skirt. Although my body would have welcomed such a move for it was crying out to be caressed and stroked, my mind was resistant to the idea. That was thinking it may be too soon and maybe inappropriate in the circumstances. After all with a massive bed beckoning us why do the 'back of a car stuff?' As it happened, he did not do that, but as we were in a long, deep and hugely enjoyable kiss, I felt his hand on my breast. Although it made me jump, it felt good and, more importantly it felt natural and right. He squeezed it nicely sending wonderful sensations through me. I again looked at Bill who simply smiled and nodded. Fading Vanilla As James caressed each breast in turn so the movement on the black silk obviously caused one of the buttons to come undone for I suddenly felt his hand on the bare flesh of my right breast above the confines of my white bra. He whispered right into my ear. "Ok Dani?" "Mmmm" I replied. Nevertheless, I felt quite strange lying there in another man's arms as he caressed my breasts with my husband looking on. It made me realise just how far Bill and I had gone since that time when he had asked if I would go with another woman as he watched. Actually what was more apparent to me was how far I had travelled with both my morals and attitude. Until just a few days ago, I had wavered between thinking it would never happen and if it did, it would not go far. Now I was revelling in James kissing and holding me, I was enjoying being crushed against his chest and now I was welcoming his hand inside my blouse and on my breasts. More worryingly in some ways, but excitingly in others was that I had now accepted that I would sleep with James. As I felt his fingers sliding inside my bra I realised that not only had I accepted that, but also that I was looking forward to it. "Shall we get more comfortable?" He asked. "How do you mean?" I replied, knowing full well that he meant get undressed and go to the bed. That thrilled me. Smiling at me as he moved away holding my hands. "Maybe move over there," he said nodding his head towards the bed? "Yes" I gulped marvelling at how casually I was approaching committing adultery. That was something I had carefully avoided for all my marriage. With Bill, there watching us, however, it was not the same as getting banged in the back of a car or sneaking off to a hotel. There was nothing sordid about it and as James pulled me up so we stood looking at each other, I felt no real guilt even though my blouse was undone almost to my waist. With the pair of us standing no more than three feet from Bill, James again took me in his arms, pulled me to him and kissed me. This time it was different. This time it was even more exciting. This time there was an added dimension, something extra, an additional thrill. Yes this time as he pulled my body against his I felt the length of his erection pressing up my tummy. That really brought everything home to me for then I realised what this was all about. It was all about his and Bill's cocks and what they wanted to do with them and that was to fuck me. Moreover, I recognised even more significantly that for the first time in so many, many years it was exactly what I wanted as well. I was also realising that the feel of his cock rearing up my tummy from the base of it pressing on my clit to the end of it almost on my navel, was intensely thrilling me. It made me want to feel it more, to touch it, stroke and rub it and to see it. It made me want to feel it in my hands, feel it against my bare flesh and, of course feel it inside me. These feelings were new to me. I willingly let him lead me to the bed. It was I now knew exactly what I wanted and what I needed. "I will be so good with you Dani," he whispered as he eased the blouse off my shoulders and dropped it on the floor. "God you are gorgeous," he whispered looking at my tits and probably lying for I never thought they could be described as that. He cupped them and then reaching round me he easily undid the bra clasp, something Bill still has not worked out. "Oh Dani yes" he sighed caressing each in turn and pinching and pulling my nipples. We kissed again, deeper and longer and I felt his hands gripping the cheeks of my bum. He squeezed them, pulled them apart then squashed them together as slowly he pulled the skirt up my legs. Out of the corner of my eye, I kept seeing Bill who had moved round the room presumably seeking better vantage points. We still had not decided whether Bill would join in or just watch. Bill told me that he had discussed it with James and they were both relaxed about it. My skirt was now almost round my waist and James' hands were on my buttocks. Firstly, they were outside my panties, but quickly he excited me by slipping them inside them right onto my bare flesh. That felt wonderful. "Let me take it off Dani, we don't want to crease it do we?" I smiled my agreement and gratitude and replied. "Let me do it." As I slid the zip down and removed my skirt, James picked up my blouse and bra. Going to the wardrobe, he returned with a couple of hangers and put the blouse on one and the bra and skirt on the other. Standing in the middle of the bedroom in just the white thong with my husband almost ogling me as if I was a stranger and James, the virtual stranger taking sideways glances at me, I surprised myself by not feeling hardly self-conscious. "God you look so utterly desirable," James said as he crushed me against him once again and ran his hands unashamedly up and down my back, over and around my bum and along and between my thighs. "Lie on the bed Dani" he whispered. I did as he asked and watched in abject amazement as he stood beside the bed and undressed. Although I have nothing recent to compare it to, I could not believe that a man could shed his clothes with such confidence and assurance as James did. Showing no reservations at all as he undid his shirt and trousers and removed them, thankfully along with his socks. Showing He was wearing tight, white CK Y fronts that bulged wonderfully across his stomach and towards his groin with the outline of his erection. Pushing them down and causing his long, thick cock seemingly, to leap out made me visibly gasp; I do not think I had ever seen a more sexy sight. Appearing to be completely comfortable with his aroused nudity he walked towards the bed and without taking his eyes off me said. "That just leaves you now Bill." As he lay on the bed, took me in his arms and once more moulded his body to mine so again I gasped. It was by an enormous margin the most erotic situation I had been in for years and I was sure that Bill would appreciate that. I saw out of the corner that he had undressed completely and that he too was hard. James and I kissed for some time. His hands wandered tantalisingly all over my body doing lovely things to my bum and thighs and breasts and nipples. Now more relaxed and attuned to the situation, I responded and enjoyed the contours of his back and shoulders and the 'firm softness' of his pert, toned bum; that really was a wonderful feeling on my hands and fingers. I ran my fingers through his full head of hair and up and down his arms and hips. Although I wanted to feel his cock in my hands I didn't feel able to slide my hand down and grip it; I smiled in the deep kiss we were sharing as I thought 'I don't know him well enough to take such an initiative!' There was another reason I didn't do that and that was the gorgeous sensations it was giving me as the bottom of it stimulated my clit and the rest of its thick length simulated fucking my stomach. However, James was nothing if he wasn't knowledgeable, flexible and very sexy indeed. I felt him grip my hand, move his body away from mine a little and place my hand exactly where I wanted it to be, right on his cock. It felt brilliant! I kissed him more passionately as the sensations I got from stroking a cock other than my husband's for such a long time ran through me. He was longer and thicker than Bill and the thought of it going up me was very vivid indeed. He broke the kiss and ran his tongue across each of my nipples before saying. "Bill why don't you take your wife's knickers off?" That seemed such an extraordinarily wanton phrase, but that was accentuated when he continued. "I don't think we need them any more do we Dani?" Smiling I said. "No James, we don't." I could hardly believe what I was saying, but it felt wonderful saying it. As I did I saw Bill sliding across the bed. He put his hands on the elastic waist of my panties, leaned forward, and kissed me. "Ok luv?" He asked considerately. "Mmmmm yes, Bill." "Pleased we did it?" I smiled again. "Well technically Bill we haven't done it yet have we?" Both men smiled as Bill started to slide my panties down. I lifted my bottom up to help him and as I did, James slipped his hand between my legs. It went straight into the wetness of my pussy. That made my body jerk and a low grunt slid past my lips. Bill got the panties off and then ran his hands up the outside of my legs, past my waist and cupped my breasts. I turned my head and we kissed. As we did so he pinched my nipples and I felt James' fingers slipping inside me. I could not stop myself pushing back against, what I reckoned to be, the two or three fingers that he was slowly pumping up and down inside me. Bill and I were both looking down at James' hand as I started to cum. Bill recognised the signs, squeezed my breasts more firmly and kissed me. I was gone. I had lost all control. My body was shuddering, my eyes were tightly closed and my mouth was wide open as I, almost, struggled for breath. James was surging his fingers deeper and faster in me as he said. "Come on baby, yes, cum for us Dani." Then it completely overwhelmed me. "Oh god" I moaned crossing my legs to eke every last bit of sensation from James' pleasure giving fingers. Bill kissed me again and continued squeezing and caressing my tits, but I felt another sensation on them. Looking down I saw that James was sucking on the nipple of a boob that Bill was holding out for him. I nearly exploded and I may well have momentarily fainted, I most certainly climaxed as heavily as I could ever remember. I fell back against my husband who lovingly cuddled me as James gently ran his fingertips over my face, neck chest and legs. Both being aware of a woman's sensitivity immediately post orgasm they let me 'come back to earth' slowly, but held and comforted me through that transition. Gradually the slight convulsions stopped, the tingling went away, and my breathing returned to normal and I opened my eyes. "Ok Dani?" James asked. "Oh yes I smiled." "That was fantastic Dan, you were fantastic," Bill said kissing my shoulder-length, brown hair that had been tinted with a more fashionable dark auburn for today. I felt a little strange being congratulated by my husband simply because another man had made me cum with his fingers. Nevertheless, I enjoyed the warm and friendly atmosphere that had been created and I was feeling incredibly horny for now, I realised I really did want to be fucked and by the near stranger. James was sitting beside me his cock pointing up his flat stomach as straight as an arrow as he softly stroked the inside of my thigh. Momentarily, I felt amazed at how close I had become with him. Before today I wouldn't in my wildest of dreams have imagined I could be this close and go this far with someone I had only met a few hours ago. It was as good as unimaginable to me that I could be sitting on a bed naked with my husband and another man also naked with both of them sporting massive hard-ons as it was decided with who I would have sex first. It was so against my typical lifestyle and my vanilla outlook on sex generally and extra-marital sex in particular, but by god did I find it invigorating and so arousing! I was still leaning back against Bill and could feel his erection pressing into my back as James leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek. "Are you ready Dani?" He asked cupping my breast. He didn't ask ready for what, but didn't need to for that was obvious; was I ready for him to fuck me? With a feeling of combined excitement, some guilt and huge expectation I acknowledged that yes indeed I was ready for that. Realising that we had reached the crucial part of the proceedings I looked at Bill, mainly I suppose for his approval and encouragement. He smiled and nodded, reached round me and cupped my other boob. That really was yet another amazing sensation as I had the hands of two different men on my breasts. "Yes James I am," I said quietly now resigned to what lay ahead. Holding my shoulders, he eased me away from Bill and onto my back. Laying beside me supporting his head with one hand he smiled at me and ran the back of his fingers across my chest a couple of times before stroking each of my breasts with his fingertips. "Nice?" He asked looking deep into my eyes and continuing to smile. "Mmmm lovely" I whispered involuntarily reaching up and wrapping my arms round his neck. His fingers slid downwards between my breasts, across my chest, past my waist, over my tummy and onto my mound. His fingers found my clit and rubbed it. Bill was right beside us, but did not join in. I looked at him and raised my eyebrows. He whispered. "It's fantastic Dan, enjoy it." I watched James undo a condom. It had not occurred to me that he would wear one, but clearly it was wise for both parties. It struck me as he finished stretching it onto his lovely looking cock that I had not had sex with a man wearing a rubber for over twenty years; I wondered how different it would feel. The moment was nigh I thought as he rolled on top of me and took me in his arms. With the latex covered cock nuzzling against my lips between my thighs that I had, without thinking, opened for him he kissed me. It was a more tender and loving kiss than the more passionate ones of earlier and that struck me as a little odd. It seemed strange that now we were about to have sex our passion was far more under control than earlier when we hadn't at all been sure. At the same time, Bill held one of my hands and squeezed it encouragingly. James broke the gentle kiss on my lips and kissed me on both cheeks before lifting the top of his body and head up. Holding me tightly in his arms he looked deep into my eyes, but then surprised me by turning away and looking at Bill. "Bill are you completely sure about this?" He asked. Squeezing my hand, I heard my husband answer. "If Dani is James then I am too." James looked deep into my eyes, smiled and asked softly. "Well Dani are you sure, it's your decision and it is not too late to change your mind?" Considerately giving me the opportunity as he had promised to change my mind at any time. I squeezed Bill's hand and whispered back to James. "I am sure James." He didn't say anything, but then with one thrust of his hips as we held each other's gaze, his cock slid right up until his balls slapped against my bottom. It is such a glorious feeling when an erection eases into a woman, particularly with a new lover and especially when he has a thick cock. And James fulfilled both of those criteria. The sensation made by body shudder and a deep grunt slipped past my lips. I held him tighter and pushed firmly against him. "Oh yes Dan" I heard Bill say as I felt his hands on my face turning it towards him. He kissed me and that was something else again. Having one man in me as my husband held and kissed me was simply amazing and although I had cum just five or ten minutes ago, I knew I would not be able to hold out very long this time. James started moving with long deep strokes going as far up me as he could and then nearly removing it. I met his every move, as he got faster and harder, deeper and more stimulating. I started cumming and he slowed down. I stopped and he held himself rigid in me as alternately he and Bill kissed me. Bill started to join in more. Not only kissing me, but also by caressing my sides, stroking my hair and wiggling his hand between James and my bodies he got to my boobs. He took my hand and placed it on his cock. I rubbed him with the same rhythm that James was using to fuck me. It was just as though we were becoming one person in one gigantic shag, I thought as my orgasm burst over me. Writhing almost uncontrollably on James cock and holding my husband's erection I shuddered, moaned, gasped and groaned as wave after wave of staggeringly strong sensations roared through my mind. I thought it would never end. It was like being on a helter skelter and going round a bend that you thought could no way get tighter and then it did. The sensations I was receiving were just like that and just like the bend getting tighter so the feelings became more and more pronounced. This time, as I eventually came down from the erotic Himalayas of my orgasm it was different to after James had finger fucked me. For this time, I was still impaled on his cock and this time I was still holding Bill's cock. Yes this time I was still to finish what I was doing with my pussy and hand. "Good Dani?" James asked. "Wonderful" I groaned back as once more he started sliding up and down me. He was slow and very gentle at first, obviously being aware of how tender a woman feels 'down there' after she has cum. And I did feel tender, but I also felt incredibly horny, very wanted and incredibly special. I was by no means sated and soon I was ready to give James what he so richly deserved. "Your turn now" I sighed as he quickened his pace and I gripped him more tightly with my vaginal muscles. "Mmmmm right" he grunted as his hands slid down my back and gripped the cheeks of my bum. He lifted me so that my lower back and bum were off the bed and he slammed into me faster and harder. I was still holding Bill's cock and he started to fuck the surrogate pussy that my hand created. I then felt James' hand leave my bottom and, although I was amazed to feel it gripping my hand that was holding Bill's erection, I was so aroused I didn't think too much about it. I recalled James saying in his email that he was bi and would indulge if that was wanted. I had not said anything to Bill. Mainly because we just did not discuss such things. "Right you sexy bitch" James growled as he rammed me deeper and more firmly. "Come on then" I groaned pushing back at him and rubbing Bill's cock faster and harder. "Do it, do me," I said rather meaninglessly. And he did. "You've done me Dan, I'm cumming you dirty cow," he groaned as his spunk shot from his cock and filled the condom. He fell on top of me just as Bill groaned beside me and I felt his cum covering my hand and shooting onto my hip and onto James' hand. * Lying between my husband and my new lover with their arms round me I dozed off for I saw that it was dark outside, "What's the time?" I asked, "Only seven" James replied. "Have I been asleep?" "Yes dear for an hour or so" Bill replied stroking my forehead. "I think I should go to the bathroom?" "Yes we took it in turns as you slept" Bill said as I realised that they were both wearing dressing gowns. "Help yourself to a shower or bath, or both" James said clambering off the bed with me. I felt rather undressed. "Here I'll show you where everything is" he went on holding my hand as dismounted from the low, very modern bed. As we walked across the huge room, he held onto my hand. The intimacy was nice, I liked it. He led me into the bathroom half of which was given over to a wet room with a large kidney shaped bath and three showers. "Use whichever you prefer Dani" he said staring rather obviously at my breasts, which felt strange given the intimacies we had shared earlier; strange, but nice. "There are plenty of towels in here" he went on opening an airing cupboard and adding. "And if I am not mistaken a couple of ladies robes as well. Pop one on for I thought we would have a little snack." I chose a red, shorty, silk robe that had a tie round the middle, but no buttons. We all went downstairs, went through the huge lounge and into a kitchen dining room. The glass-topped table was set for three with one place at the head and one on either side. I went to sit to one side but James took my arm. "Oh no head of the table for my honoured guest" he said pulling the chair out for and adding as I sat down. "Right Bil?" Fading Vanilla "Absolutely." "And of course Dani there is an ulterior motive." "Oh yes?" I asked. "It's easier to play footsie with you under it." We all giggled." Bill sat down and James walked to another door. Opening it, he called out. "We're ready May." I could not work out at first who he was talking to until a stunningly beautiful, petite girl who looked to be Thai came through the door. "This is May. May this is Dani and Bill, friends of mine." She did that hands together and small bow gesture that is common in the Far East as we said hello. As we were all in dressing robes and that hinted pretty strongly what we had been up to, I felt a little embarrassed. Turning to us as May came to the table James said. "May is my housekeeper, cook and helper." "That's nice," Bill said, also looking a little embarrassed being in a dressing gown. "And my occasional my lover." It shocked me to hear that just as much as her being in the barn while we had been having sex did. Looking from Bill to me and back again James said quietly. "And if either of you would like that she would join in with us? Wouldn't you May?" "Yes James" she said beaming a smile at Bill and I. I looked at Bill and shook my head to say no, but from the look in his eye and the way that he was staring at the slim girl in her cheongsam with a slit up the side to her hip bone I guessed he would like that. I knew that he was very turned on by the women when we had been to Bangkok and Phuket and had suspected that he may have sneaked off to one of the massage parlours, but I had no evidence other than a hunch and my woman's intuition. "Better not James, perhaps another time" Bill said smiling at me. May served us cheese and cold meats, crispy bread and raspberries washed down by a lovely, chilled white wine. She seemed to vanish after she had cleared away and James explained that she had a small flat at the rear of the barn and that she had been with since his wife died. "I take it you are staying the night?" James asked as May finished clearing up. "We hadn't planned to" Bill replied. "What about the car?" "I'll call the restaurant and they will put it in their garage." "I haven't got a change of clothes" I chipped in. Smiling James said. "Well for what I had in mind for tonight Dani, you will not need clothes and I can fine you a clean pair of panties for tomorrow." "Oh well how could a girl turn down such an offer." We all laughed. "Or maybe this one too. Come on let's go back to the bedroom." "Now that's what I call an offer," Bill said. James brought a bottle of wine and three glasses with him and followed us up the stairs and back to the bedroom. Sipping our wine we chatted for a while about staying the night and getting the car tomorrow; it was all very civilised and grown up and did not sound at all like three people about to have sex. In fact, now that we had stopped it seemed to be difficult getting things going again and I wondered how that would be achieved. Looking at my watch, I saw that it was less than an hours since James had had sex with me and since both men had cum. Bill was not particularly quick at recovering and I wondered about James and how both would handle that. I need not have worried about that or getting things started again, which I realised I wanted to happen for James took over. "Why don't you lie on the bed Dani?" He suggested simply, but pointedly. I moved to the bed and lay in the middle. I was still wearing the red silk robe although it had gaped at the front and the hem had ridden up my legs so that a lot of my breasts and nearly my pussy were on view. I did not adjust it as the two guys stood either side of the bed looking at me. As if with a signal, and maybe it was, they undid their gowns and shrugged them off. They were both still soft, but that did not surprise me after such a relatively short time. They got on the bed with me and James again kissed me. His hands immediately went to my breasts. As he fondled them through the silk, the sensations on my skin were lovely. He pressed himself against me and, pulling my hand onto his soft cock, he whispered. "I'll need some help Dani." I slid my hand down and took his soft dick in my hands. I rubbed and stroked it and his balls. Although there were a few twitches not much happened. "It might take more than your hand Dani." I did not understand at first, but quickly caught on as to what he meant. Although it was not something that I did to Bill frequently and despite my vanilla sex life, I was not averse to giving or receiving oral, but did not think that I was much good at it. Slithering down his body the robe came completely open, but that did not matter. I was holding James soft dick in my hands as my face came level with it. Close up it looked even thicker than it had seemed when it was in me. I licked it. I licked all the way up and down both sides of it before slipping it into my mouth. I felt some movement, but not much. Lifting my gaze, I saw that Bill had moved so he could watch us. That gave me a buzz. I could see that he was also very soft. I smiled at him and said. "Your turn soon darling." "You don't need to do that," James said reminding me that he had been holding my husband's prick as he had fucked me. Still holding Bill's dick I watched fascinated as James' hand covered Bill's cock and he started rubbing it. I was even more fascinated to see that it started to grow, just as James did in my mouth. As I licked and sucked the unfamiliarity of a thick cock, James fumbled the top of my robe off so that it was held on me just by the tie round my waist; I was naked above the waist and beneath it the robe was open with my brown pubes and pussy on view. James cupped and squeezed my tits and pinched and pulled at my nipples as slowly he grew in my hands and mouth. It was a lovely sensation. James was still rubbing Bill's cock as his own erection grew to its full majesty. Bill wiggled round the bed, behind James until his face was resting on my leg. He stroked my pussy and then licked my thighs before pulling my legs open. "What a great view" James said pointedly looking at my wet pussy. "Want it?" Bill muttered, somewhat ungraciously I thought offering me to James. Then I realised why we were there and it seemed perfectly normal. "I thought you would never ask" James smiled wriggling down the bed until his head was also resting on my leg. He slid between my thighs that I willingly opened for him. Bill came and lay beside me and cupped my breasts and kissed me. "Ok darling he whispered as I felt James tongue run along my lips and slightly inside them. "Yes luv." "And James touching me, was that alright?" I gulped before I replied, as I was so surprised at how exciting I had found that. I kissed Bill and whispered. "Yes of course." I suddenly realised that James would have heard the entire conversation, but oddly, that did not seem to matter. As well as losing all my inhibitions, I realised that I was beginning to look on sex in a rather different way to I had before this afternoon; what would have shocked me a few days ago was becoming the norm. Incongruously, that did shock me. I was now laying out full length with my shoulders on Bill's lap. The robe was completely open and Bill was kissing and sucking my boobs as James did the most wonderful things between my legs. He was very adept at using his tongue all around and inside my pussy as, at the same time, he opened the folds surrounding my clit and rubbing it. I slid one hand behind me and gripped Bill's cock that was half-erect as with my other I held James' head. I pulled on it trying anxiously to wreak even more pleasure from his experienced and well trained, or so it seemed tongue. I was moaning and sighing as the excitement got to me and I started yet another orgasm. It was quite incredible to be holding my husband's prick as he sucked my tits and my new lover gave me oral sex. I had now lost all my reservations. I started to pump Bill's cock again, as James tongue sucked my clit; a few fingers went up my pussy and one pressed against my anus. He finger fucked and sucked me to yet another beautiful climax. I felt exhausted and partially sated after what was probably my fifth orgasm. James considerately stopped fingering me and slid away nearer to Bill who, I saw was still not quite hard. He was lying supporting himself on his elbow with his semi-erect dick hanging horizontally across he slightly paunchy stomach. I was now lying on my side with my head on the pillows looking at Bill who was a few feet away from me. James wiggled across the bed his rather splendid dick looking awesome at full-mast. He got near to Bill and placed his hand on Bill's hip. He looked into my husband's eyes, glanced at me and then back to Bill as he said quietly. "Like some help mate?"