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