2 comments/ 59027 views/ 0 favorites Swinging with Julie Ch. 01 By: Lionheart72 It was a night for firsts. Julie had dyed her hair bright pink that month. Hell if I know why. It's just a thing she does, a new color every few months. That month's was pink. Her panties were the same color. Her bra was pink too but since she wasn't wearing anything but the panties at the moment, that doesn't really matter. She was laying against me, obviously feeling very relaxed. I honestly wouldn't have expected "relaxed." Not five minutes earlier she had been in the same state of undress, laying across a sawhorse while a dominatrix flogged her back and more than a dozen people looked on. We'd never done anything like that before. Apparently my wife found this relaxing. After more than ten years of marriage, I was still learning new things. Now we were cuddling on a couch, while a porno flickered across the TV. The handful of other guys sitting around couldn't seem to decide whether to watch the porn or stare at my wife's tits. I couldn't blame them. Julie has nice tits. Not huge, but certainly full, and her nice prominent nipples were hard, which might have had something to do with my rubbing them absentmindedly. "That's nice," Julie purred, snuggling closer to me. "I think I should do something nice for you." Her fingers, warm and soft, made quick work of my shirt's buttons. Her hands slid lightly across my skin as she leaned in, her tongue flicking across my nipple. I sighed as she nipped at my chest. Her warm fingers moved lower, tugging at my belt. After a moment, she turned her full attention to it. "I can never get this undone," she laughed, just as she pulled the buckle free and started to fumble with my jeans. I was a little surprised at her, but what the hell, I thought. It's not like I was going to stop her. With a pleased little grunt, she undid the buttons on my jeans and pulled out my dick. Without even a pause, she leaned down and her lips engulfed my shaft. I moaned loudly. The other guys were definitely not watching the porno anymore, at least not the one on the TV. As my wife's head bobbed up and down in my lap, I wrapped my fingers in her pink hair. Her mouth, warm and wet, slid up and down my shaft, swallowing me. My hips rocked, thrusting gently against that wonderful sucking mouth. My toes literally curled. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw one of the guys moving his chair closer, so he could get a better view of my wife's oral talents. It was all I could do not to cum in her mouth right then and there, but I wanted this to last. With all that going on, I can be forgiven for not hearing what one of the other guys said at first. He was a big guy, sprawled out on another couch across from us. From where he was sitting, I could tell he had a good view of Julie's body, stretched out full length in front of him. "He wants to touch me," Julie said, lifting her head off my dick and looking up, questioning, into my eyes. "Can I touch her?" he repeated. Julie and I exchanged a long look. After a moment, we smiled at each other. I turned and gestured the big guy over. While Julie's mouth sank back down on my dick, he rolled off the couch and dropped to his knees in front of her. Quite suddenly, he shoved his face between my wife's legs. I hadn't expected that, and from the way Julie jumped, I don't think she had either. A second later she gave a ragged moan, muffled by my dick in her mouth, so she obviously didn't mind. I lay back on the couch, enjoying the moment. There really is nothing quite like the feeling of a woman moaning in pleasure while she sucks on your dick. Julie was clearly enjoying herself. Her whole body tensed and shook as the big guy ate her out. She clutched at my legs, her back arching as she groaned over my dick. With a panting gasp, my wife let my dick pop from her mouth. I groaned but didn't object. I'd been close to the edge and still didn't want to come too soon. Julie rolled to lie against me, spreading her legs wide. The big guy held her by her hips, his face buried between her legs. My wife moaned and gasped. She grabbed my leg, steadying herself with one hand while her other hand squeezed her breast. I lay back, just watching while her hips bucked against the big guy's face. Finally, she gave a ragged moan. Her whole body tensed, arching around the point where this stranger's mouth met her wet pussy. She spasmed, gasping in pleasure, and finally collapsed back against me. "So," the big guy said lifting his head from between her thighs, "do I eat good pussy?" "Yes," Julie grinned back at him. "Now if you'll excuse me, I want to fuck my husband." "Ok," the bug guy replied, settling himself back onto his seat. "Hang on," I interjected, sensing an opportunity. Julie looked at me, puzzled and a little annoyed. My lovely wife enjoys all manner of sex play but nothing more than the simple pleasure of a hard shaft thrusting in her wet pussy. Plainly, at this moment, she seriously wanted that. It was definitely an opportunity I wasn't going to pass up. "There was something we wanted to try," I whispered to her. Julie looked puzzled for a moment longer, then the light dawned. We weren't exactly an ordinary couple, Julie and I, and this wasn't the first time I'd watched another guy go down on her. We'd swapped with other couples a few times before. It was, however, the first time we'd hooked up with another single guy, and that opened the door for other firsts. "Care to join us," I asked the big guy. "Sure." He looked a little startled at the invitation. We all hopped to our feet and went off in search of an unoccupied bedroom. It was just that kind of party. Julie, her pink panties in disarray, pulled them off and tossed them with the rest of her clothes. Unashamedly naked, she walked along chatting politely with the big guy until we found an open room. Julie and I dropped onto the bed. The big guy just stood there, looking a little uncertain. Honestly, it struck me as a little odd. I mean, a few moments ago, this guy had had his face buried in my wife's pussy, licking her to a shattering climax, and now faced with the opportunity to do more, he looked uncertain. Word of advice guys: if you want to eat my wife's pussy I'm fine with it, but know that more may be asked of you. "So," Julie said, looking at me, "what do you want to do?" "Well," I said smiling one of those smiles that, for some reason, worries people who know me, "I think first you should return the favor." I nodded toward the guy and Julie smiled. She knows how much I like to watch her suck dick, any dick. It's my particular kink. Either you get it or you don't. Smiling, my wife leaned over and opened the big guy's jeans. He'd gone commando and his dick, only slightly hard, fell neatly into her hand. Looking over at me, Julie took his soft member between her lips, rolling it around in her mouth while her fingers gently stroked his balls. The guy moaned as his shaft stiffened in my wife's mouth. I leaned back against the bed, pulling my own rock hard shaft out of my pants. I stroked myself as I watched my lovely wife's head, with its bright pink hair, bob up and down. I couldn't really see the guy's dick in her mouth, but the sight of my lovely wife, naked, on her hands and knees, her pussy wet and swollen between her thighs, her full breasts swaying a little, was inspiring. "Julie, come here," I groaned to her. My wife released the big guy's dick and crawled over to me. We shared another knowing look and she lowered her mouth over my hard shaft. The big guy stood there and watched us. "Go ahead," I said to him, nodding toward my wife, now on her hands and knees in front of me, with her shapely backside facing him. He hesitated for a moment and then stepped up, positioning himself behind Julie. Resting a hand on her hip, he guiding himself forward. I felt Julie moan against my dick as, for the first time ever, she feel a real, hard shaft filling her mouth and pussy simultaneously. The big guy grunted as he penetrated her and started thrusting into my wife. Her body rocked. Each of the guy's thrusts pushed her head forward onto my dick. I groaned. The feeling of her moving between us was just incredible. All too soon, the guy started panting and groaning. Suddenly, he pulled out and stepped back, whacking his dick until he unloaded a torrent of semen onto the bed beside us. Julie wasted no time. As soon as he withdrew from her, she climbed up and sank her well-fucked pussy down onto my hard shaft. We groaned in unison as I entered her. Thrusting and rocking together, I lasted only a few moments longer before finally giving in to the long-denied urge to come. Julie laughed with pleasure as I came wildly inside her. We collapsed on the bed together. By the time we were aware of anything but each other, the big guy had gone. I ran into him later, after Julie had gone off to clean up. "Thanks for letting me be part of that," he said and shook my hand. It was a night for firsts. Swinging with Julie Ch. 02 "We've got an audience," I told Julie between kisses. "Oh, good," she purred, pressing herself closer against me. The couch we'd chosen to make out on was in a hallway away from the main party, but still in public view. Our host had made the oblique suggestion that there were spare bedrooms couples could use if they wanted, but when Julie and I had seen the couch we'd just smiled and sunk down on it. My lovely wife was in the mood to put on a show, and she was wearing the right outfit for it. Her black top was little more than a bra with fringe, shiny and thin enough that you could see her nipples through it if you looked. The matching skirt was so short it barely covered her ass, which was bare apart from her little black thong. She was a hell of a sexy sight, if I do say so myself. We leaned together kissing, while out of the corner of my eyes I could see more people gathering around us. With a wicked little smile, I reached out for her top. "Damn it," I muttered after a moment of fumbling with the clasp. "How does this thing work?' "Like this," Julie laughed, sitting back long enough to deftly undo the clasp, baring her lovely full breasts. I reached for her, caressing her as she leaned back in for another long kiss. Her nimble fingers danced down my chest and seized my belt. With quick, firm motions, she undid the buckle and the buttons of my jeans beneath. I groaned as her fingers encircled my hard dick. "You're not wearing underwear," Julie whispered, surprised, as she gentle pumped my shaft. "No," I smiled. My wife grinned and, in full view of our growing audience, sank down to engulf my hard dick in her warm mouth. I leaned my head back and sighed as her hot tongue swirled over the head of shaft. My fingers tangled in her hair and I closed my eyes, reveling in the feeling of my wife's lips sliding up and down my dick. When I opened my eyes again, the audience around us had swelled to a crowd, all eyes on Julie's pretty blonde head bobbing up and down in my lap. I lightly lifted Julie's shoulder, and she drew herself slowly up off my hard shaft. Glancing surreptitiously at the crowd, she smiled at me. "You up for a little audience participation?" I asked. "Ok," She grinned. I made a quick survey of the crowd and spotted a handsome, athletic looking guy who was hanging closer than the rest. I gestured to him and he stepped up to the edge of the couch. Julie, kneeling on the couch, her breasts bare and her lips shiny with saliva and precum, looked briefly uncertain. I nodded to her and she smiled. She turned to the man, her back arched slightly, presenting her full breasts to him. "My husband likes to watch me give another man a blowjob," she said simply. Call me crazy but it's true. I really do enjoy watching her go down on another guy. Everybody's got their kinks and that's mine. "Ok," the guy replied, and without another word he opened his pants and pulled out a long, heavy cock, still slightly soft. Julie took his long shaft in one hand while the other pulled his jeans down lower, freeing his balls. My pretty wife leaned down and ran her tongue along the stranger's cock, swirling over the tip before taking him into her mouth. Tenderly, she slid her lips up and down his cock. Her fingers cradled his balls, gently caressing them as he grew to his full, long hardness in her warm mouth. He stood still, letting her lick and stroke and suck his cock freely. Julie worked her lips up and down his considerable length, then lowered herself to lick and suck his heavy balls. It was an amazing sight. With internet porn and all, I've watched my fair share of blowjobs, but comparing the workmanlike head bobbing of some porno-chick to what Julie was doing is like comparing a sitcom to Shakespeare. It's the difference between trash and high art. The way my wife sucked this guy's dick, it was beautiful. Smiling, I slid my hands up her thighs to caress her ass. She barely seemed to notice; her attention was focused on the stranger's hard cock. Her mouth slid back up his length, taking him once more between her lips. Growing more daring, he moved his hands to Julie's blonde hair. He held her head as his hips started to rock slightly, gently thrusting his cock into her mouth. Julie grasped his shaft, stroking him as he thrust at her face. Let me tell you, there isn't much more erotic to me than watching another man hold my wife's head while he gently fucks her face. You should try it sometime. I slipped my hand between Julie's legs, pushing aside her little thong and brushing the folds of her pussy, already slick and wet with arousal. The stranger slid his hands down Julie's neck and chest to caress her breasts. My wife drew herself up off his hard cock, pressing her breasts into his hands while her nimble fingers continued to stroke his shaft. He lowered his face into her neck and my wife gasped. Her whole body shuddered as he licked her neck. The look on her face was rapturous. The stranger's hand slipped down between Julie's legs, pushing my fingers out of the way. I'll admit, I felt a little annoyed as he roughly slid his fingers into her pussy. After all, she was my wife. He started thrusting his fingers rapidly into her. Julie moaned and I smiled. My annoyance was quickly forgotten as the stranger started to forcefully finger-fuck her. Julie's back arched as his fingers violently thrust along her clit. My wife's breath turned into ragged, panting gasps. Her hand pumped vigorously on the stranger's cock while her hips rocked in time to his thrusting fingers. Her gasps became ragged, desperate moans. Quivering, she threw her arms around the stranger's neck, tossing her head back, eyes closed as her whole body shook. With a wild cry she came, crushing herself against him while her body spasmed under his rough touch. Shuddering, she sank back onto the couch to lean against me. Only then did I spot the streaks of white covering her leg. I realized he'd come, spraying his load over her thigh, and I hadn't even noticed when he'd done it. "Anything else I can do for you?" the stranger asked, smiling. "No, that's it," I grinned at him. "Thanks." "Anytime," he smiled, tucking his softening cock away and pressing back into the gathered crowd. "Your turn," Julie smiled fiercely at me. Without further pause, she pulled off her panties and threw her legs over me. My dick, rock hard after that show, sank easily into her sloppy wet pussy. With wild, steady thrusts my beautiful wife rode my dick. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the audience gathering closer to watch. I moaned, trying to hold back a little, but Julie was relentless. With a sudden hard groan I let go, pumping my gorgeous wife's pussy full of cum. With a triumphant smile, Julie rolled off me and looked at the crowd with wild eyes. In that moment, I realized later, she would cheerfully have taken another guy or even a couple of guys out of the audience and sucked or fucked them too. I, however, was spent for the night and really wasn't up for another show. Later, I would suggest to her that if she wanted another, she should take him first. I'd rather be her last. I know, I'm a freak and a perv. It's a thing. "Thank you folks," I said, waving to the crowd. "You've been a wonderful audience. I hope you enjoyed our show." "I need to get cleaned up," Julie said, her eyes still shining. Without hesitating, my lovely wife stripped off the loose top which still hung from her shoulders and the mini-skirt bunched around her waist. Completely naked, with cum shining on her leg and oozing from her pussy, Julie strutted out across the main party room, through a crowd of partygoers, to make her way to the host's bathroom. ("Walk of shame my ass," she would later say to me. "I was proud!") Myself, I just watched her strut, smiling with unhesitating pride. "You are a lucky man," one fellow said to me as he admired my wife's naked ass cross the room. "Yeah," I smiled back at him. "I know." Swinging with Julie Ch. 03 "So, do you wanna have some fun?" I asked. "Yeah," Julie grinned brightly, "I do." The party was warming up, loud music playing and lots of people hanging around drinking and chatting. Not really being much of a drinker or a chatter, I mostly came to these things to watch people. I like watching, especially watching Julie, but that's another story. Actually, no, that is this story. "Why don't you give me a backrub," Julie said with a sultry smile. "We'll see if anyone else wants to join in." I smiled. The thing about Julie is she loves backrubs. Really, really loves them. Something about strong hands massaging all the tension out of her muscles. She gets very relaxed. She also gets very horny. Most than once Julie has said that after a good backrub, she'll do almost anything. Looked like this was going to be a good night. I followed her out of the main part of the party, to a little side room we knew where there was a TV and some couches. As usual, there was porn on the TV – in this case some blonde with fake tits and a fake smile getting nailed by a big guy with tattoos – and a bunch of guys, and a couple of ladies, lounging around on the couches watching. When Julie swayed in, several hungry stares turned her way. I don't blame them. She's hot. Slender and curvy in the right places, her tight black knit dress clung to her curves and emphasized her full, round breasts. Her hair was purple tonight (she changes the color often), and it neatly framed her lovely face. With her knee high black boots and black choker, Julie looked sexy but just short of slutty. We dropped down onto an open space on a couch, next to a tall man with a heavy mustache who gave Julie an appraising look. I dropped my hand onto her shoulder, firmly massaging, while Julie turned her attention to the screen. For a while, we sat like that, watching the blonde and the tattooed guy on the screen move through various choreographed positions, until he finally blew a sticky load over her fake smile. The screen faded out and a new scene came up, the blonde replaced by a brunette. "Why don't I stretch out," Julie whispered into my ear, nodding to a big, comfortable looking foot-stool in the middle of the room, "and we can do a serious backrub?" "Whatever you want," I smiled back. Gracefully, Julie swayed to the center of the room and knelt down by the foot-stool. Totally unselfconscious in front of a half-dozen pairs of hungry eyes, she slipped out of the straps of her dress and smoothly pushed it down around her waist. If her breasts had looked nice in the black knit dress, they looked absolutely mouthwatering in only a lacy black bra. With a smile and a little sigh, Julie laid herself down on the foot-stool. It was large enough that she could rest her head on her arms, her back across the stool, kneeling neatly on her legs with her firm ass, still covered in the black knit dress, raised a little. I forgot all about the action on the TV screen. A quick glance showed that most of the other guys agreed that a live half naked woman beats bad porn any day. I knelt down beside her and started to rub her back. Julie purred and sighed as my fingers eased the tension out of her muscles. After a little bit, I neatly undid the clasp of her bra, letting it fall free. Much easier to work on her whole back that way, after all. Julie smiled and purred more. Eyes that had wandered back to the screen turned back toward us. I massaged my way down her back, letting my fingers push a little under the edge of her bunched up dress. Julie sighed a little and I decided to step things up. I dropped my hand down, reaching under her dress, and started to massage her thighs. Julie gave a loud moan as my fingers moved up her leg and over her panty-clad ass. "Can I help?" asked a rough voice. I looked up to see the man with the heavy mustache looming over us. "OK," Julie purred. She sounded half in a daze, which she probably was. At this point, the idea of more than one set of hands rubbing her body was just intoxicating to her. I smiled and nodded to the guy. He knelt down on her other side and started massaging her back. For a short while, he massaged her on one side, while I worked the other. Julie just sighed and purred under our hands. Soon, the mustachioed guy got more daring and his hand dropped back to rub her thigh. Julie sighed and gave a little gasp. I guessed that his fingers had brushed across her panties. I like to watch and I especially like to watch Julie. The way things were going her dress was in the way. When the guy moved his hands up to her back again, I decided to do something about that. With a clever little grin, I took hold of it and slowly pulled it down. I hadn't really considered how tight the dress really was. Before I realized what was happening, I'd pulled both the dress and Julie's panties down. Julie's firm ass, slightly raised by her position, was suddenly bared to the mustachioed guy's hungry gaze (and the gaze of every other guy in the room for that matter). It was, I realized, a little too late to do anything about that. Besides, I knew Julie didn't really mind. We'd actually planned on things going this way eventually. With an inward shrug, I pushed her dress and panties the rest of the way down around her knees. The mustachioed guy didn't need any further invitation. His hand quickly caressed Julie's firm ass and slid down between her legs. Julie moaned. I kept up the pretense of giving Julie a backrub, my hands moving slowly against her shoulders as I watched. The guy lifted his fingers, popped them into his mouth and then pushed them back between her thighs. Julie moaned. After a moment the mustachioed guy moved to kneel behind her and quickly buried his face between Julie's thighs. Julie gasped and moaned. As quickly as he started, he lifted his face again and thrust his fingers back into her. I gave up on even the pretense of a backrub as I watched the mustachioed guy alternate between licking and finger-fucking Julie's pussy. The mustachioed guy stood and went back to kneeling beside Julie. One hand still rubbing between her legs, he took her hand in the other and guided her fingers between his legs. Unhesitating, Julie rubbed her fingers over the bulge in his pants. Quickly he opened his pants and pulled out his hard dick. Julie's fingers wrapped around his shaft, stroking him. A moment later, Julie sat up. For the first time that night, I watched her full breasts swing free and bare as she leaned over to the mustachioed man. Her head bobbed slowly up and down. The mustachioed man groaned. I reached out, pushing her purple hair to the side so I could watch the man's hard dick disappearing between her lips. "Say," the mustachioed man groaned as Julie sucked him, "You her husband?" "Yeah," I said. "You like watching?" he growled. "Yeah," I said, entranced by the sight of Julie's head bobbing up and down, her lips stretched around his hard shaft. I like watching my wife suck cock. I'm a freak that way. Don't knock it, you might get your chance. "Great," he moaned, thrusting his dick into my wife's face. Movement out of the corner of my eye distracted me. I glanced around, remembering suddenly that there were other people in the room. Across from us, the only other woman in the room had apparently decided not to be outdone. She was seated in a chair, her top folded down to reveal her firm breasts, and her head was bobbing up and down on hard dick of a guy standing next to her. The movement I had seen was another guy, who had left the couch across from us and walked over to her. I watched as he pulled his dick out and the woman wrapped her fingers around it. Smiling, I turned my attention back to Julie and her new friend, just in time to see her lifting her head off his dick and smiling up at him. "Would you rather fuck me?" she asked with a sultry smile. "Sure," the mustachioed guy said. Without needing further invitation, he quickly stripped off his clothes, completely indifferent to the fact that he was in a room full of people. As he moved to kneel behind my wife, I handed him a condom from my pocket. He grinned at me as he rolled the latex sheath over his hard dick. Settling himself behind my wife, the mustachioed guy lined his dick up with her pussy. With a single, powerful thrust he drove himself into her. Julie squealed as she was penetrated and, simultaneously, the force of his thrust sent the foot stool she lay upon sliding across the floor. Laughing, she tried to catch herself just as the mustachioed guy thrust again, once more pushing them both across the floor. "This isn't going to work," Julie laughed. "Let's go find a bed." Julie pushed herself to her feet, pulling her dress and panties completely off. Gathering them up with her bra, naked except for her boots and a black choker, my wife led the way down the hall, the naked mustachioed guy, me and three other guys trailing behind. In short order, she found a room with an empty mattress and a few chairs. On all fours, she crawled up onto the mattress. The mustachioed guy climbed up behind while the rest of us took seats to watch the show. Julie grunted as he slammed into her again but the bed held. My wife's lovely body swayed as the mustachioed man vigorously fucked her pussy. "You think would she suck me?" a grey-haired guy leaned over to me to ask. "Go for it," I said. Needing no other encouragement, the grey haired guy quickly stripped himself naked and moved to stand in front of my wife. Finding a naked dick hanging in her face, Julie glanced over at me. I nodded to her and we both smiled at each other. A moment later, she wrapped her lips around the grey-haired man's dick. I watched as she was stuffed full, two grunting guys thrusting their hard dicks simultaneously into her mouth and pussy. "Damn man." The guy sitting next to me, a bald Black guy, smacked my shoulder, his eyes fixed on Julie. "Look at those titties bounce. Those are nice titties." I smiled as I watched Julie's very nice titties sway under the force of the mustachioed guy's thrusts. She was being pushed forward with each thrust, driving the grey-haired man's dick into her mouth. Her whole body shook between the two men. The mustachioed man grunted and gave a final, hard thrust. His ass clenched as he buried himself in my wife's pussy, unleashing a massive orgasm into the condom I had given him. Slowly, he withdrew his hard shaft from her. With a grin at me, he gathered up his stuff and left the room. Meanwhile, Julie continued to bob her head on the grey-haired man's dick. With a long moan, the man clutched at her head and unloaded a flood of cum into my wife's sucking mouth. Julie clutched to him, sucking hard as she swallowed the grey-haired man's entire load. "Can I eat you?" the grey-haired man asked Julie when his orgasm had subsided. "Sure," Julie smiled, flipping herself around to lay on her back, legs spread. The grey-haired man wasted no time burying his face between her thighs and vigorously licking her well-fucked pussy. I watched them for a minute and then turned to the guy next to me who had commented on Julie's tits. "You can touch her if you want," I said simply. "Yeah?" the bald guy said, looking shocked. "I can touch her titties?" "Go ahead." I nodded toward her. "Oh damn," he said, clearly unable to believe his luck. The bald guy moved quickly, as if not wanting to give me a chance to change my mind, and knelt over Julie. She smiled up at him as he ran his fingers lightly over her breasts, gently teasing her nipples. Julie moaned as the grey-haired man ate her pussy and the bald guy stroked her breasts. "Oh so soft," the bald guy moaned. Turning back to me, he added, "Can she touch me?" "Sure," I said, wondering why I would say anything else. A moment later, Julie's hand crept up as the bald guy opened his pants. Her fingers wrapped around his shaft and she leaned up toward it. Ordinarily, I don't give much credit to the myth of Black guys being extremely well hung, but this guy's dick looked massive. Julie wrapped her fingers around his shaft, taking the tip in her mouth. The guy moaned. His head rolled back, eyes closed, as he reveled in the feeling of my wife's lips around his dick. I never did hear exactly what passed between them, but I know Julie loves a good hard dick in her pussy. Suddenly, the grey-haired guy moved away. Julie turned, legs spread, offering herself to the bald guy. I tossed him my second condom. Looking a little in awe at his luck, he rolled it down over his huge shaft and lay himself between my wife's legs. She moaned and smiled as he entered her. I heard him thanking her over and over as he thrust slowly into her pussy. She said later that his dick was very large but he knew how to use it well. It wasn't long before he unloaded inside her. As he stood up and gathered his clothes, still thanking us, I smiled down at my lovely wife. "You want some more?" I asked. Julie and I have done things like this before, but she has never fucked more than two dicks in a night. I expected, after fucking two and sucking one, she would be done. So I was pleased when she answered. "Yeah," Julie said. "I want to fuck another dick." "Any dick in particular?" I asked. "My favorite one," my wife smiled at me. "Come here and fuck me." Really, she didn't need to ask twice. I dropped my pants and climbed up on the bed with her. My dick was already rock hard. I knelt behind her, lining it up with her wet, well fucked pussy. Slowly, I sank my shaft down between her swollen wet folds. Looking up, I noticed the last guy who had followed us from the porn room watching intently. With a smile, I waved him over. He quickly moved to stand in front of my wife, his dick in his hand. With a grin, Julie took him in her mouth. Groaning, he and I started to thrust deep into Julie's well fucked body. It wasn't long before I unloaded a massive blast of cum deep into her (husband's privilege) and the last guy flooded her mouth with his spunk. ***** A short while later, dressed and cleaned up after our exertions, Julie and I were heading home. "You guys aren't leaving already," a voice asked. We turned to see Joe, a friend of ours from another night. "Yeah," Julie said. "We're heading out for the night." "But it's early yet," Joe insisted. "I mean, did you guys have any fun yet?" I look at Julie, as she straightened her black knit dress. She was all but glowing, fresh from sucking and fucking five dicks in one night for the first time ever. "Well," I asked, "did you have fun?" "Hell yes," Julie grinned back at me.