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{\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1507;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\sb100\sa100\f0\fs24 A night out with friends \par
My wife, Jo, and I have been swinging for some years now, well, I say \line swinging but technically we don't really fulfil that description as it \line is extremely rare for me to have sex with another woman. I'm not \line really a cuckold in all the but the broadest sense either, as I take an \line active part in all our "engagements" and am not told what to do - \line in fact I tend to be the one in charge, if anything. Simply put we love \line for Jo to fuck other men, often strangers, and behave like a complete \line slut in front of me, sometimes in public, whilst I watch, masturbate \line and then inevitably fuck her sloppy cunt when she's done with the \line other man. \par
The story below is true to the last word and happened 6 years ago at \line the very beginning of our adventures. We had been fantasising in bed \line about me watching her with someone else for a long time, and it never \line failed to bring her off when I told her what I'd like her to do \line during sex. \par
After a while she started to participate in these fantasies fully - \line asking questions like "would his cock be big?", "would he cum \line inside me?" to which I invented ever more elaborate scenarios as she \line came repeatedly, eyes closed, lost in the world we created. \par
Before the night in question we had had only one or two liaisons with \line other men, and neither had fucked her - she had given head to one on \line a train and been fingered to orgasm by another in a club, both of which \line were pretty amazing experiences and spurred us on to want more. \par
I had a new employee at work who had relocated from a town in the north \line of England to our base in London. He and his wife had no friends or \line family in the area so Jo and I arranged to take the couple, who were a \line few years younger than us in their mid-twenties, for an evening out at \line a restaurant and bar. James was a good looking chap, well over six feet \line and a keen amateur rugby player, well built and toned with short \line cropped blond hair and a permanent smile on his recently tanned face. \line His wife, Gail, was similarly attractive with a nice figure and a \line bubbly personality. They had been together for 4 years and married for \line 2 when we met them. \par
The impact Jo had on him was nothing short of amazing - he was \line mesmerised by her from the first moment he saw her. Jo is six feet \line tall, brown hair to her waist, 32 years old with wonderful firm and \line natural 34dd breasts and a very trim figure from long-distance running. \line We had had some fun in the club we intended to go to on previous \line occasions, so Jo had dressed accordingly and was wearing her favourite \line Agent Provocateur suspender belt, knickers and lace bra under an \line expensive mid-thigh skirt and fitted blouse, open three buttons from \line the top to display her wonderful cleavage. When we walked into the \line restaurant and found them waiting for us at the bar all three of us, \line Jo, Gail and I, could not miss the fixed look which Jo received from \line James. He started at her face, paused for a long time on her tits, took \line in her thighs and legs before repeating the journey back up her body, \line very slowly as she shook his hand. \par
James practically pushed his wife out of the way to sit between Jo and \line I at the bar, leaving me having to lean back behind them to talk to \line Gail at the other end of our foursome. Jo was her usual chatty, funny, \line inclusive self and pretty soon the cocktails were flowing and the \line conversation was in full swing. \par
As we stood to take our seats at the dinner table I noticed that James \line made sure he was in a position to follow behind Jo, giving him the \line opportunity to fully assess her arse and speculate on what was under \line that skirt. Gail noticed too, noticed me noticing and exchanged a sort \line of embarrassed, apologetic look with me, while I just smiled back at \line her. \par
We sat at the table which was arranged like a booth, Jo and James \line opposite Gail and I and the conversation and laughter continued as we \line ordered our food. After a while I noticed that Jo was looking a little \line flushed, even breathless, which is not unusual when she's had a few \line to drink, to be honest, so thought little of it, although she did \line appear to be sneaking me the odd meaningful look as well, between \line forkfuls and chatter. Jo took her phone out of her bag and said \line something like "oh - better reply to that, sorry" and sent a text \line message. Almost immediately I felt my phone vibrate once in my trouser \line pocket. Jo glanced at me and gave an almost imperceptible nod, so I \line took out my phone and discovered I had a text message from her: "lk \line undr tble now". \par
My heart skipped a beat and I tried to catch her eye but she was deep \line in conversation about some TV show with Gail, so I made a move for my \line wallet, which was on the table, and pushed it onto the floor at my \line feet. \par
"Oops - I'll just get that or we'll be washing dishes \line tonight", I said as I bent to retrieve it. Whilst fumbling about on \line the floor I very slowly raised the edge of the tablecloth, which went \line all the way to the floor, and looked under the table across at Jo. \par
What I saw made my cock immediately hard and thumping to get out of my \line trousers. James had his left hand buried in my wife's crotch - her \line legs were open and her skirt was pushed back to the top of her thighs. \line I could tell be the way he was flexing his hand and wrist that he had \line fingers inside her, and could faintly see her wetness on her thighs. \line Suddenly he stopped moving and tried to withdraw his hand, but Jo \line immediately clamped her right hand over his and pushed him back inside \line her, raising her hips very slightly off the chair and stretching her \line legs out like she always does when she cums. \par
I had been watching for 30 seconds or so and reluctantly knew I had to \line sit back up. As I did do I saw that James knew I'd caught him - he \line was looking at me with abject terror in his eyes and sweat on his brow. \line I just smiled warmly at him and he relaxed instantly. \par
For the rest of the meal either James or Jo had one hand under the \line table at all times. With my new awareness I caught the slight movement \line of her upper arm which I knew meant she was slowly stroking his cock \line - his face was bright red and I could hear him breathing. When she \line stopped moving Jo very slowly and deliberately took her hand from under \line the table and picked up the remains of her dessert, popping it into her \line mouth she licked all around her fingers and hand, making sure I got a \line good view of the slickness there which was definitely not dairy cream.. \par
After some discreet re-arrangement of clothing under the table we left \line to go to the nightclub. Gail seemed oblivious as we all chatted happily \line in the cab and waiting to get in. Once inside Jo headed straight for \line the dancefloor, which she loves, whilst I volunteered to fight my way \line to the bar for drinks. Gail said she wasn't much of a dancer and \line needed the ladies room, so would come and help me on her return. I \line watched from the elevated bar area as James and my wife moved out into \line the middle of the floor and started doing their thing. They were soon \line bumping close together and I saw Jo look for me, and James look for \line Gail, for different reasons. James saw Gail in the distance, her back \line to the floor as she queued for the toilet. Jo saw me at the bar, \line watching, and grinned. Immediately she opened her thighs around his leg \line and they danced with him very obviously rubbing his hard cock against \line her, and her with her pussy on his upper thigh. After 5 minutes of this \line I saw her legs start to shake and if he had not been holding her she \line would have fallen to the floor as she threw back her head and came \line right there in the middle of the dance floor in a crowded club. \par
The rest of the night at the club was uneventful until Jo came to me \line and said "I want to leave, I want to fuck him". I had been hard all \line evening, but nearly came in my trousers as she whisper / shouted this \line into my ear. \par
I had not been drinking, as it's difficult for us to get home when \line it's very late on public transport, so we took a cab back to where we \line had parked the car and all piled in. I decided to be helpful to James \line and Jo (why wouldn't I?) so held open the front passenger door for \line Gail, who climbed in next to me with James and my wife in the back \line together. I was chatting away to Jo as I saw in the rear-view mirror my \line wife slowly move her head down to rest in James's lap. I turned on \line the radio and continued to watch as her head started to slowly bob up \line and down as she took his cock in her mouth. I saw James close his eyes \line and push his hands into the hair on the back of Jo's head. When Jo \line sat up and looked at me in the mirror she swallowed for dramatic effect \line and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. \par
Once we were out in the badly lit suburbs, Jo said "darling, I really \line need to pee". I made a show of comedy frustration with "Why do you \line always do this?" type statements to the general amusement of all. I \line pulled into a dark lay-by off of the main road and said "Go on - be \line quick". Jo said "You need to come with me - I'm not going out \line there on my own, it's dark". "Yes", I said "and cold, now go \line on - fuck off and get it over with". \par
Right on cue, James piped up "I'll stand watch, it's OK, I'll \line keep my back to you.." \par
Gail and I rolled eyes at each other then resumed our conversation as \line Jo and James got out of the car. I watched the movement behind the car \line discreetly in the mirror as the slightly worse for wear Gail told me \line all about the amazing house they were hoping to buy and exactly how it \line would be decorated and furnished, at length. I made appropriate noises \line in the right places but was concentrating on what was happening outside \line the car, behind me. \par
Jo appeared at the back window, her hands pressed on the bootlid and \line splayed out. She was looking right into my eyes in the mirror as I saw \line James move in behind her, fumble a little and then place his hands on \line her hips as he pushed his cock inside her. Jo's eyes rolled and I \line could actually feel the car rocking slightly, hoping Gail wouldn't \line notice, as James buried his cock in my wife's cunt, right there in \line front of me over the boot of my car, with his wife sitting inside. \par
The fuck didn't last long - 2 or 3 minutes at most before he gave \line one final heave and shot his load deep inside her. They both got back \line in and we dropped them off at their rented flat. \par
As soon as we were alone in the car Jo grabbed my head and pushed me \line down into her lap. I pulled her soaking, heavy, sticky knickers aside \line and eagerly put my tongue inside her. As I made her cum repeatedly she \line re-told the night's events in a breathless, urgent voice, saying \line things like "God, he was so fucking big", "He was hard again \line straight away", "Did you see him cum in me - he came fucking \line loads inside me - can you taste it?" "I came in my knickers on \line the dancefloor - did you see?" \par
Needless to say that some years later this is still very much a firm \line favourite with us, and although we've had a great number of memorable \line experiences since it still ranks as one of the most exciting.. \par
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