It was early October, around 4:30 pm on a Tuesday when I got home from work. Isis arrived about an hour later, her usual exhausted expression from a hard day’s work was absent and in its place was a bounce in her step, a smirk on her lips, and a naughty twinkle in her eye that I hadn’t seen since the last time we had a window of time where we could indulge in each other.

“Welcome home, baby,” I greeted her.

“Hello, my love,” she said back to me with a beautiful smile while giving me a quick but sweet kiss.

I asked her what was up, but our kid emerged into the kitchen at that moment. It would have to wait. Later that night when it was just the two of us, I found the source of the twinkle.

She asked, “Remember when we started to set up that profile on that app?”

I immediately knew that she was talking about this profile that we started to set up months ago. It was one of those services that connected like-minded adults to others with similar preferences. We started to set up a profile for her but never finished.

My wife, an absolute goddess, was apparently back in command. She got it up and running, and sex was the goal.

“Uh-huh,” I dumbly responded, blankly waiting with anticipation to see where this was going.

“We got a hit…” was all she said and followed with a long pause and playful stare, as if she knew that my insides where whirling and struggling to grasp what was happening.

I was at a loss for words, but somehow found with wit to ask her, “Is it good? Is it promising?”

With her left hand she reached around and grabbed the hair on the back of my head and gave a slight downward pressure, pulling her to me. Her right hand rose from her side, and she gently but firmly cupped the growing bulge in my pants and gave a gentle squeeze.

She stepped in and kissed me deeply for at least ten seconds before she broke off, pulled her face away from mine, looked me in the eye and said a deep and lusty tone, “Yes.”

I’ll be fucked (literally, as it would turn out), but she was right. It actually worked.

After some questionable matches that she wisely shit-canned, we paired with a married couple that lived a respectable but not insurmountable distance away, about forty-five minutes to the west.

Based on their profiles, they were looking for the same thing as us: sex and nothing more.

They had similar preferences. Both he and I can have sexual experiences with other men in a group setting, but our homo-erotic drive is minimal to none. I love seeing other men having sex with women, especially my wife, but I personally don’t have any intimate attractions.

Both Isis and the woman were more than willing to have steamy and kinky sex with other women, and they both loved pussy as well as cocks. They were both hot, too.

Our first few online conversations raised no red flags, and after a long back-and-forth, we hoped beyond hope that they were truthful, because they seemed sane, even nice.

We all set up an initial meeting for a lunch to feel out the interpersonal interactions, which was laced with anticipation and nervousness. Isis and I thought it went okay, but we were so caught up in the whirlwind that we didn’t think our judgment was reliable. I personally had no fucking clue. All I kept thinking was “One–holy fuck she’s hot, two–I really want to put my face in her pussy right now, and three–I hope he has a nice cock for Isis.”

When the intro date was over, we agreed to get back into contact after each couple had a chance to talk it over. What seemed like ten seconds after, I looked at Isis and we just started smiling broadly. What seemed like ten minutes after, we got a message from them. They wanted to meet again. For drinks.

When we next met up, inhibitions were lowered. We all flirted, and the green light was blazing. Before we left, we set up a date to meet in a nice hotel room in our hometown the Friday after next, full well knowing what that meant.

On the ride home Isis and I didn’t say a word. We just looked at each other with broad grins every thirty seconds or so. We were both so turned on, and Isis and I had supercharged sex that evening.

The morning of that legendary Friday dawned, and we all got ready for the day, getting ready for work as usual. We didn’t need to organize anything else for the evening, as we had packed the jars of lube, condoms and myriad sex toys days in advance. Our sex “bug-out bag” was set.

I didn’t get shit done at work, other than do my best to try to hide the frequent erections I was getting just thinking about what was in store. Isis might have had a productive day, I don’t know...never asked.

We all agreed to meet at 7 pm in the hotel lobby. Isis and I thought it would be best to be a little late, just so we didn’t seem over-eager.

We walked in at 7:02.

Isis and I strolled into the plush lobby all set to wait for them to arrive, when we noticed they were already sitting sipping wine. We saw each other, but I spoke first greeting slowly and deliberately saying “It’s AWESOME to see you both!”

My inflection gave them no doubt that we fully intended to go through with this. Isis just gave them a dazzling smile with her beautiful face.

The woman, Kerri, returned the smile and coyly uttered “It sure is…” as she looked us both over with a look of hunger. Her husband, Fredrick, lightened the mood when he admitted “We were so excited to meet up for our “plans” (he even used air quotes when he said “plans”) that we’ve already been here for half an hour.”

We all laughed nervously, and Isis stepped forward, looked intensely at Kerri and Fredrick, and said with an air of raw sexual power, “Let’s get the room keys. This lobby is nice, but I think I’m done with it.”

Kerri and Fredrick had already done so, and Fredrick pulled a key card from his pocket, flashed it, and winked at Isis.

Jesus Fucking Christ that was the longest wait for the elevator I’ve ever experienced, but we eventually found ourselves unlocking the door to room 914. I had the bag full of our sex goodies, and sweet and luscious Kerri was toting a bag that was bulging with unknown items. Isis carried a bottle of wine and a bottle of champagne, as did Fredrick.

It was a large and well-appointed suite, the best the upscale hotel had to offer. One bedroom had a king-size bed and connected to a luxurious bathroom. We remarked at how nice the room was, trying to insert sexy speak to keep the momentum, but now that the time was upon us it was clear everyone’s nervousness and excitement was dialed way up.

I opened a bottle of champagne and then a bottle of wine, trying to look smooth but fumbling in the process. My hands were literally shaking, and my mind was on sex and sex alone. Kerri was so hot! I wanted to taste her so badly, and imagining Fredrick getting it on with Isis was ratcheting my brain up so much it was hard to speak and be myself.

Isis put a stop to all that when she said, “We’ve never had a foursome before. This’ll be our first time.” She broke the ice, and everything turned on a dime. Nervousness diminished, and everything seemed more natural.

I looked at Fredrick and Kerri and gave them a smile, which he returned, as did Kerri. I took a quick sip of champagne, strode over to Kerri and ran my fingers through her jet-black and glistening hair, gently cupped the back of her head, and brought our mouths together so that our tongues could meet and explore each other.

We kissed for about fifteen seconds before breaking away, looked at each other in the eye and smiled. Then she looked at Fredrick and I looked at Isis. Both were watching us intensely. Fredrick copied my move on Isis, and after he broke away from her lips said, “We haven’t even had sex with anyone but each other in seven years.”

I replied, “Even longer for us.”

Fredrick and I got the meaning immediately, but it wasn’t long until Isis and Kerri both understood and gave smiles that were simultaneously timid and sultry.

We could have all left the condoms at home.

Fredrick was a good-looking, well-proportioned man that was about an inch taller than me. He looked to be in his mid-forties by the spattering of grey in his dark hair, of European descent, and was very well dressed and manicured. He wore a fine Seiko watch that I know runs around six hundred dollars, so they were obviously living well.

Stunning Kerri looked to be mixed-race and like Isis, ageless, though she was probably a similar age as her husband. We later learned that her father was Irish, and her mother was of Persian descent. Her skin was a beautiful light brown; a shade lighter than Isis’s milk chocolate. She was about two inches taller than Isis but not quite as voluptuous, though she was not lacking curves in any sense. Like her husband, she was very well put together with impeccable clothes and just the right amount of makeup. She smelled amazing.

Isis looked radiant as usual, but she hadn’t the time to change out of her work clothes. That morning she chose an outfit that complimented her figure and skin tone just in case this exact situation arose, but ultimately, she just came from a day of work. She said she needed some time to “make herself more presentable.”

Isis paused, looked the three of us up and down, smiled broadly, grabbed the bag, and went to the washroom.

She paused at the door and asked Kerri if she needed to do the same, and Kerri said, “You go ahead first, beautiful.”

Not wanting any awkward gaps, I sought to fill the void and made my way to Kerri, who was standing. I looked her in the eye, caressed her cheek with the back of my hand, and immediately strode behind her, lifting her hair and kissing the back of her neck.

I wanted to make a space where Fredrick and Kerri could both start getting their engines revved.

Fredrick arrived quickly and began to passionately kiss his wife’s open mouth while I kissed her neck and ears and slowly slid my hands up to cup each of her breasts. I massaged her tits rhythmically, feeling through her bra for nipples and lightly squeezed them.

As I had control of Kerri’s tits, Fredrick’s hand slipped under her skirt. I couldn’t see exactly what he was doing, but I knew from her throaty moans that her pussy was occupied. We rubbed on each other wordlessly and I started to get hard.

In less than ten minutes, record speed for her, Isis emerged from the bathroom. Her entire body was covered by a long hotel robe. She touched up her light makeup so that it just accentuated her already beautiful features. Her once beautiful salt and pepper hair she had begun dying, and it was now an equally beautiful black with auburn highlights and exquisitely curled.

Fredrick looked at her, and for the first time made a comment on her appearance, saying “Holy fuck, you’re beautiful!”

Isis smiled at him coyly and said to the room at large: “Bathroom’s free!”

Kerri went next, and while preparing herself, Fredrick and I mimicked what we did to Kerri but on Isis.

He went behind her, kissing her neck while his hands expertly massaged her tits from outside the robe. I came to her front, cupped her right cheek in my left hand, and began kissing her as tenderly and passionately as I ever have.

I slipped my hand between the crack in her robe to grab the inside of her right thigh, lightly but firmly squeezed, then moved my hand slowly upwards until the side of my forefinger touched the tip of her right pussy lip while Fredrick kissed her neck and explored her tits with both hands.

That didn’t last long. Faster than Isis, Kerri emerged wearing a similar hotel bathrobe and looked fucking amazing. She jerked her hand backward with her thumb, pointing to the bathroom, asking “Anybody else?”

I heard Fredrick reply comedically, “Don’t mind if I do!” and jet into the bathroom. It was now just me, Isis, and Kerri in the room, and I was absolutely on fire with lust.

Both women kept their bathrobes on, slowly approached me, and began tongue-kissing me in sequence. First Isis, for only about four seconds, then Kerri. Repeat. Again.

They both reached down and felt my now stiff cock through my pants while they kissed each other openly, tongues circling each other and darting into each other’s mouths.

Very shortly, emphasis on the very, Fredrick emerged clad in nothing but a towel around his waist. He was well-muscled, and I heard Isis exclaim, “Oh yeah…” slowly and breathlessly. Kerri kissed her again on the mouth and whispered in her ear, “He’s as good at fucking as he looks.”

As much as I hated to leave, the shower was obligatory considering what we were going to do next. I never scrubbed myself so quickly, and within minutes emerged from the bathroom, like Fredrick, clad in only a towel.

The four of us now seemed to be wearing nothing but what the hotel had provided, when Kerri suddenly said to both myself and Fredrick, “We have a surprise for you.”

Apparently, on their own and unbeknownst to Fredrick and myself, these two amazing women coordinated outfits. They planned this! The women ordered Fredrick and me to sit on the edge of the bed, arranging themselves so that Isis was in front of Fredrick and Kerri was in front of me.

Kerri began a countdown: 3-2-1. And on the one, they simultaneously dropped their robes. Time froze.

They were nearly identically clad, but Kerri’s ensemble was black with red accents and Isis’s was red with black accents. Sheer stockings covered their legs and ended mid-thigh. Sexy corsets adorned their waists and had straps that went around their shoulders.

Under each corset was a demi-bra that covered almost nothing and only served to lift their breasts, so they jutted out. Four dark brown nipples pointed directly at us. Their tits were glorious, with Isis’s being slightly larger than Kerri’s.

That was all they wore.

Just south of the corsets, each beauty sported a bare pelvis, and their pussies were on full display.

Isis was impeccably manicured for the occasion, with nicely trimmed black hair in a perfect inverted triangle that extended all the way down, and a small tuft of hair extended past where her lips stopped.

Kerri’s pussy had a landing strip of fine black hair above her major labia, which were completely bare. A slight hint of her clit peeked through the slit between her luscious outer lips.

Fredrick and I sat stunned. They were both hot beyond description.

The women moved first. Kerri approached me and Isis approached Fredrick, knelt, and slowly and synchronously undid the towels from our waists. Both our cocks sprang forward seemingly in unison.

Isis and Kerri began to breathe heavily as they laid their eyes for the first time on their new flesh and blood sex toys.

Fredrick’s cock was about the same overall length and thickness as mine. We both have plenty of fun to offer, but that’s where the similarities ended.

His sex organ curved down while mine has a slight upward arc. The head of his dick flared out a little more than mine, but the tip was not quite as large overall, making his shaft look longer, and the veining pattern was completely different.

The women’s eyes briefly moved from cock to cock, and then again focused hazily on the one in front of them that was not their husband’s. They made us inch together, so we were sitting side by side.

Both women then started on us at their own discretion by stroking us with varying rhythms. In no time, their mouths were on us, and Fredrick and I were both getting head from each other’s wives.

I didn’t know what to look at: Isis with her mouth full of Fredrick’s penis, or Kerri’s lips wrapped around mine. I noticed that wasn’t all. Kerri and Isis each had one hand wrapped around each other’s backside, between each other’s legs. They were rubbing and fingering each other’s pussies while sucking our cocks.

We could have done this for hours, but Fredrick and I grew lustful to taste the women. Fredrick caught his breath and blurted out, “I think it’s their turn.” He looked Isis in the eyes and said to her, “I want to taste you so badly.” I looked at Kerri with my cock in her mouth and she knew I felt the same. Fredrick and I both arose, letting Isis and Kerri lay on the bed facing up.

Fredrick and I knelt on the floor while Isis and Kerri opened their legs and began rubbing each other’s clit and pussy lips while kissing each other. Fredrick and I stroked our cocks and watched this for some time, savoring the site of a new woman’s fuck parts in front of our faces. It was our first clear view of their inner sex: clits, minor labia, as well as the opening to their glistening cunts.

Isis’s prominent pink clit was swollen and protruding from her brown hood. Kerri’s clit was smaller than Isis’s. Her minor labia, however, were stunningly large, almost twice the size of my wife’s. Fredrick was the first to move his face towards my wife’s open legs.

I held her hand for this. She had always been apprehensive about anyone but me doing this, as she considers it the most intimate act. We talked about it and I told her that the decision was hers, and in the moment, she was so hot that she welcomed it.

I squeezed her hand tightly as the lips on his face approached the lips on her pussy.

She let go of my hand and used both her hands to spread herself open to receive his tongue and lips. I watched his tongue start on her right minor labia, move to the left and then slowly enter her cunt ever so slightly.

He repeated this motion in sequence a few times, and when she gave a few moans his lips wrapped around her clit and he began to gently suck and flicker her clit with his tongue.

Looking at me and Kerri while Fredrick gave her head, she started to go wild.

Kerri and I were watching with intense pleasure when suddenly Kerri got on all fours, put her face over Isis and asked, “Are you okay, baby? Do you want to keep going?”

Isis replied, “Yes, oh fuck yes. I want to keep doing this. His tongue feels so good!”

Kerry smiled and started passionately kissing my wife.

I just knelt there with a stupid grin and stroked my cock with my left hand while my right hand gingerly played with Kerri’s dampening pussy from behind.

I was delighted to see that Fredrick was a master of pleasing with his mouth. Isis always said I was the best she ever had but, by what I saw, he could give me a run for my money.

Isis may not have come to complete orgasm under Fredrick’s expert services, but she was in a near-constant state of sexual bliss as long as his tongue flickered on her clit and his fingers were moving inside of her.

Eventually, Kerri broke off her kiss with my wife and lay on the bed next to Isis. She slowly opened her legs, exposing her entire pussy to me. I placed my hands on her inner thighs and slowly caressed upwards until touching her bare lips. I gently opened them to access her inner sex and did what I do best.

Within seconds she was moaning with pleasure as my tongue explored every crevice of her most sensitive spots. I inserted a finger and later another to simulate her inner walls. I licked her labia. I sucked her clit. I fucked her cunt with my tongue. She came in my face.

When her screams subsided, I asked her if she wanted me to stop, and she replied, panting, “No, fuck no. Keep your mouth on my pussy!” I did as she asked, gradually letting her down.

Fredrick and I eventually took our faces out of each other’s wives’ pussies to regroup.

After a brief pause, Fredrick and I started to slowly stroke our cocks again, and Kerri opened her legs and began lightly rubbing her clit. Isis said, “I know what I want now…” left the bed, went to the bathroom, and immediately returned with our goody bag.

She dumped it out and dildos, vibrators of all sorts, clit suckers and vibrating cock rings spilled out on the bed, along with bottles of our favorite lubes and lotions. Our toybox is impressive.

Isis grabbed her favorite device, a clit sucker, and lube. She sat upright with her back against the headboard, opened her legs wide for us all to see her just like we could see all of Kerri, and went to work on her pussy and clit.

Isis looked lustily at Kerri and apologized, “Sorry, this is the only one of these we have, but help yourself to any other toys.”

Fredrick and I looked at each other and smiled, then both turned our attention to my wife’s activities while stroking ourselves.

Soon the room was filled with the buzzing of Isis’s device mixed with sloppy sounds of our lube-covered hands moving up and down on our shafts.

Kerri, however, looked at all the toys and said, “That’s your only one of those? Hmmm…”

She got off the bed, knelt in the corner of the room, and fussed with something we couldn’t see. She quickly returned to the bed with her own clit sucker and sat next to Isis doing the same and in the same position as my wife.

Fredrick kept masturbating; squeezing his dick, stroking the shaft, and cradling his own balls. I had to stop for a while. Seeing the two women in action side by side getting worked by toys, I feared I might come.

After a while, Kerri put her device down and approached Isis from the front. She slowly put her left leg under Isis’s right leg and began to creep forward. Inch by inch, the bliss between their legs came closer together until they touched.

Both women started making circular movements with their pelvis. Pussy rubbed pussy. Lips rubbed lips. Clit rubbed clit.

They went wild and did this for a long while. Their pleasure was audible, and everyone, including myself and Fredrick, was in ecstasy over what was happening. By the sounds they made, I thought both women came.

I later found out that they did. Isis once and Kerri twice.

Kerri is quick to come, often having many small orgasms in a night. Isis takes more coaxing, but when the thunder and lightning strikes, the house shakes.

We all broke for a breather for the sake of the women. We drank some water, refreshed ourselves in the shower, and followed with a little champagne and wine.

We all kept looking at each other and smiling. I broke a long stretch of silence by saying, “I don’t know about you, but to me it seems like we’re all really fucking good at this.”

Everyone burst into laughter and couldn’t stop giggling, because it was so true.

The break went on but our desire to go deeper built.

While at first our gazes were on the ceiling during playful sex chat, eyes now started darting between legs and lingering on Isis’s and Kerri’s magnificent tits.

Fredrick was looking lustfully at my wife. She noticed his attentions and blatantly opened herself more to give him a better view, finger now lightly massaging her clit and her other hand pinching her left nipple.

Kerry handed Isis a moderately sized dildo and lube, and she let us watch her fuck herself with it. Isis’s gaze alternated through all our fuck parts; Kerri was now rubbing her whole sex parts in large circles with all four of her fingers.

It looked like we might be getting ready for round two.

Kerri suggested we get into a circle to pleasure ourselves while watching each other. It was a great way to ease back into what would be the hottest experience of my life.

We all pleasured ourselves with our hands and various implements from the toy box.

Kerri fixed her gaze on me wearing a vibrating cock ring, which amplified my already substantial erection.

Fredrick couldn’t take his eyes off the sight of Isis toying herself, now with one hand using a large vibrating wand on her clit while the other moved the dildo she was using earlier into and out of her vagina slowly and sensuously.

Isis’s gaze went back and forth between Fredrick stroking his cock, the dildo moving in and out of Kerry’s body, and my erection that was maximized by the cock ring.

We started off in the circle but then moved on and tried different things. The toy box was at our disposal.

Isis took both of our cocks in her mouth at the same time while Kerri fucked her with an electrically powered G-spot finding dildo and licking her clit.

Kerri sucked both our dicks while Isis licked her pussy and fucked her with the same device still slick from her cunt.

We tried many different things, exploring every nook and cranny of each other’s sex. Cocks were sucked, pussies were licked, and just about every sex toy we had saw action.

Then, Kerri said what we were all waiting for: “I want to fuck.”

Massaging her clit, she looked at Fredrick, then at me. She spread herself wide for me to see her whole, cock-hungry cunt and said directly to me, “I want to feel you in here.”

In a split second, my cockhead was pointing at the ceiling without the aid of my hand or device. I wanted nothing more than to feel her pussy milking cum from my cock as I fucked her.

Grabbing and squeezing his penis to make his cockhead flare, Fredrick looked intensely at Isis and said, “I want that too, I want this inside of you…” as he stroked himself and pointed it at her.

Isis hissed, “Yes…”

It was time.

I pulled myself together and said, “I think this is something we all want to see, so let’s do it in turns. Ladies do rock-paper-scissors for who goes first.”

Everyone smiled, nodding and understanding what I meant. It was clear that the next item on our sex agenda was that I was going to fuck Kerri and Fredrick was going to fuck Isis.

Kerri and Isis each playfully put a fist out. They counted: 3-2-1, shoot!

Kerri chose scissors. Isis chose rock, meaning Isis and Fredrick would fuck first while Kerri and I all watch. Isis and Fredrick would then watch Kerri’s and my sex organs merge.

We quickly worked out the initial positions. What happened after was anybody’s guess but the goal was to roughly plan out how we experienced our spouses fuck each other for the first time.

We all wanted a seat with a good view for this show.

Kerri knelt upright on the bed. I was behind her, on my knees like her, and looking over her shoulder at what was about to unfold in front of us with my front pressed to her back.

Fredrick lay flat on the bed, face up with the top of his head immediately in front of Kerri’s knees. Isis grabbed some lube and spread it on her fuck parts and then again on Fredrick’s, which he held pointing up in eagerness.

My left hand reached around, and cradled Kerri’s left tit, massaging the nipple every so often, while my right hand gently rubbed her pussy while she awaited watching her husband’s cock enter another woman.

She was sucking the middle fingers of her left hand while her right arm reached back to squeeze and stroke my dripping cock. I kissed her beautiful neck and ears and we watched.

Isis took a deep breath as if to steel herself for what came next. She strode Fredrick and aligned her curvaceous pelvis with his narrower and more angular one. One knee was down off the bed for solid support and her opposite foot was on the bed with bent knee to facilitate motions. Her wet pussy was facing us, a beautiful inverted triangle of divine flesh covered with now slickly dampened ebony hair.

Fredrick’s cockhead flared with cunt lust while her pussy hovered closely. Isis looked at me, then again at Kerri. She then looked at Fredrick beneath her and gently said to him, “You can let go. Watch if you want, or just close your eyes and feel me.”

He released the grip on his erection and spread his arms widely to the side, giving himself completely to her. She reached down with a commanding grip to control his cock and guided it towards the warm and wet opening between her legs. Slowly she descended, her beautiful eyes fixed on both me and Kerri.

Her gaze never faltered as her hips lowered in slow motion. His tip gently met her pussy lips. Still, she inched down, and her outer lips spread apart as his cockhead inserted in the space between her outer vaginal lips, his tip now obscured by her sex. Guided by her knowing hand, his cockhead met and was engulfed by her inner lips.

At her command, a side-to-side motion with his cockhead engaged her clitoris and inner lips, and she moaned in pleasure. I gently caressed Kerri’s meaty clit as the head of Fredrick’s cock disappeared into my wife’s pussy.

Kerri’s breasts heaved, and her sweet cunt dripped with lust in my hand as I inserted my middle finger inside of her while keeping pressure on her bulging clit.

My straining cock, milked by Kerri’s grip, felt on the verge of detonation. Isis teased us all when she withdrew his cockhead from her body, only to put it back, but again just the tip. Out again it came, shining from her sweet cunt’s wetness.

Nine times this happened, or so I think. Seeing this, I had to fight to stave off ejaculating on the spot. Kerri was near the orgasmic brink.

Isis paused. Her beautiful eyes rolled upwards as she descended entirely and unstoppably.

The whole of Fredrick’s sex flesh was now swallowed in her slick and velvety lovemaking channel. She sat for a moment on his body with her eyes closed, her radiant face alight in carnal pleasure with his throbbing cock completely inside of her wanting and loving pussy.

Isis’s pelvis next ascended in seemingly slow motion, making visible his shaft, wet with her sex juice. Her vaginal chamber slowly released his hard dick, and her inner lips clung to his cock’s shaft and slightly and sensually moved with the veined contours as it exited her.

Isis’s clitoris stood at its maximum, slick, pink and protruding over his cock as they fucked.

When only the head of Fredrick’s penis remained inside my wife’s pussy, she again descended, to completely sit upon him. His raw sex was completely inside her for a second time. This time she made a circular, grinding motion, and with a half-sigh, half-grunt, rubbed her clitoris roughly against his body.

Again, she withdrew his hard cock from her pussy, perfect labia clinging to and caressing his glistening shaft, and yet again she descended.

These motions continued; she began to fuck him.  Before our eyes, my wife transformed into a porn star, and Kerri and I were her sole audience.

The totality of what was happening descended upon me: Kerry’s husband’s penis was moving in my wife’s vagina. She was fucking him, deeply and sweetly while we watched. This was an ultimate sex fantasy come to life, and it was unfolding before our eyes.

Fredrick couldn’t resist and opened his eyes to see his cock milked by one of the juiciest pussies in the world. I almost came but staved it off by removing Kerri’s hand from my penis.

When I put my hand back on Kerri’s pussy, I soon felt a warm rush of plentiful fluid wash over my hand. She had come again, hard this time, from just watching them.

Isis couldn’t see what we saw but was in ecstasy with the cock she felt moving inside of her and the pressure on her clitoris, and softly moaned as she fucked. At this point, Isis stopped putting on a show for us and just started fucking him for her own pleasure.

We could no longer see Fredrick’s cock going in and out of her pussy directly but instead saw the rear part of her ass moving up and down.

With every third or fourth deep insertion, she would pause when he was completely inside of her and grind her clit against his body.

She did this for a little while, face flushed and reveling in fucking. Then she stopped, Fredrick’s throbbing cock deep in her vagina, looked at Kerri, then at me, and said hoarsely and wantonly, “Your turn.”

We were happy to oblige.

Fredrick was nearly motionless the whole time, simply feeling his fuck parts go into and out of my wife, but he came to life when Isis gave the cue for his wife to get fucked. Fredrick and I apparently share the same kink: we loved seeing our wives’ pussies take cock.

More than that, we loved seeing our wives get off. Neither of us were jealous husbands. We were beyond that petty garbage.

Fredrick and Isis switched positions.

We could tell it pained them both for cock and pussy to part, but they did. Very briefly. Kerri positioned herself on her back at the edge of the bed and spread her legs wide. Isis got on her hands and knees perpendicular to Kerri with her head directly above the spot where I was about to enter her.

I took pause when I moved around, making sure to witness Fredrick once again enter my wife from behind and get a different vantage of her beautiful lips gripping his cock.

I kissed Isis deeply as he rubbed her clit for a few seconds with his cockhead.

His shaft, still glistening from his and her juices, easily slid back into her pussy. I backed away and Fredrick took over rubbing her clit as he slowly and expertly fucked her from behind.

I stroked my cock and beheld beautiful Kerri on the bed inviting me into her hot fucking pussy while rubbing her clit. I briefly put my cock in Kerri’s mouth, which she sucked greedily, then she removed it to lustily hiss, “Fuck me…”

I approached her smooth, spread legs with my erection pointing to her cock-hungry opening. Isis’s face was directly over her pussy, and she grabbed my dick as I made my way in. She kissed and briefly sucked on the head as Fredrick’s cock was moving his into and out of her pussy while rubbing her clit from underneath. My penis was wet with my sex juices, lube, and from my wife’s mouth.

Kerri’s sex was positively dripping. Isis grabbed my shaft and intensely watched as she guided my cockhead up and down Kerri’s vaginal crevice.

Fredrick leaned over to get a better look. He stopped thrusting, instead burying his hard dick to the hilt in my wife’s pussy. Fredrick and Isis watched Kerri’s pussy lips part, swallowing my cockhead in her begging cunt.

I followed Isis’s lead and thrust only the tip in and out a few times. When I pulled out Isis licked Kerri’s clit and briefly wrapped her lips around my cockhead again, tasting both mine and Kerri’s sex juices. I could feel her tongue flicker on the hole that delivers my sperm.

Fredrick let out with, “Please, fuck her! Fuck my wife! Fuck her like I’m fucking Isis! Isis, Oh, fucking Christ, Isis! Your sweet fucking pussy feels so good milking my cock!”

I grabbed Kerri’s hand and applied firm pressure. I asked her, “Are you ready?”

She groaned and nearly screamed, “Fuck yes, stick it all the way in me!”

I looked at my wife and said, “Kiss me while my cock slides into her.”

Isis and I started kissing passionately. Her pussy was receiving Fredrick’s dick and mine was aimed straight at Kerri’s pussy, which she was holding wide open.

As I tongue kissed my cock-filled wife, I stroked my lubed dick one last time and guided it into Kerri’s begging cunt.

I pushed in the head, but this time I did not stop. I slowly kept pushing until it was fully buried. My thick and hard cock was inside her velvety, warm, and dripping-wet vagina.

Kerri screamed out loud. Her pussy was so warm and tight, like Isis’s, but with subtle variations in pressure on different parts of my erect penis. It felt wonderful and different.

When I was all the way in her, I broke the kiss with my wife and said, “Watch this.”

I pulled out slowly. As I guessed, the sight of her pussy lips surrounding my cock as it slowly emerged from her was stunning. My shaft was nearly totally gripped by her sweet cunt lips that moved ever so slightly to the texture variations of my rock-hard cock.

Isis and Fredrick gazed wide-eyed, Fredrick gave a pleasured groan and Isis said in a pained voice “Fuck, that’s so hot!”

I was all the way out and slowly and easily slid completely in again, pausing to feel the wet and warm pressure. Now I wanted Kerri’s tongue and kissed her deeply while I fucked her. I was directly on top of her and trying to engage her clit with grinding as we sensually fucked.

By our side, Isis and Fredrick were moaning and fucking. They had repositioned themselves so that he was on top of her as I was with Kerri. We all enjoyed fucking like this for a long while.

Fuck, it was so hot...

Fredrick and I eventually both pulled out of the women and had them reposition. Isis lay on her back on the edge of the bed with her pussy at the edge, then Kerri lay on top of her face up so that their pussies were stacked.

Keri twisted her torso and turned her head and pressed her face down while Isis pressed her face up and they kissed with full tongue for nearly the entire duration of what came next.

Fredrick eagerly approached the glorious array with his cock outstretched. His penis disappeared into his wife and he gave a moan. I approached the site of penetration and started licking and rubbing Kerri’s clit while her husband fucked her.

He fucked his wife for about thirty seconds then slid out of her and immediately thrust his cock into and out of Isis’s waiting pussy while I continued to work Kerri’s clit. For a long duration, Fredrick alternated between slowly fucking his wife and then fucking mine. He eventually stepped away, stroking his cunt-wet cock, so that I could go next.

I fucked Isis, then fucked Keri, then my wife, then his, again and again. My cock savored each sweet pussy, one after the other until I thought I was ready to explode.

Kerri did, again. She came. It was a short but intense orgasm. It helped that Fredrick was now licking her clit from above as my penis slid into and out of her.

Kerri had now come multiple times and Isis had only come once. Fredrick and I both wanted Isis to explode in delight at least once more before we ejaculated. She seemed like she was on the brink, so we asked her what she wanted next.

She asked that Fredrick fuck her from behind; she wanted his penis sliding into and out of her while Kerri used the clit sucker on her like it was meant to be used.

She said she also wanted to see me fucking Kerri’s pussy. Kerri also got on her hands and knees parallel yet opposite to Isis. Her raised ass next to Isis’s face, she reached under with the device and began working Isis’s clit from the side.

Fredrick resumed fucking Isis from behind, though would occasionally briefly pull out of her and feed his cock to his wife’s mouth, only to return to Isis’s pussy in rapid order.

He also tried to give Isis some extra stimulation by grabbing her ass as he fucked her, keeping his thumb over her anal region and putting rhythmic pressure on her back door in time with his thrusts.

I took Kerri from behind but would also occasionally pull out to let Isis suck on my cock laced with the juices from Kerri’s pussy.

Fredrick’s sex-crazed joy at his penis moving inside of my wife's pussy was building and he started to make sounds telling us he was nearing his crest. Kerri asked Isis if she wanted him to stop and she softly and breathlessly said no.

He kept fucking her and getting closer. I next asked Isis if she wanted him to stop. Again, she said no, and then, looking me in the eye, asked if I was okay with this. I told her it would be the hottest thing ever.

Fredrick kept fucking my wife and getting louder, when Isis shouted to him, “Come for me, baby. Just come. Let it happen. Right here. Do it now.”

Kerri and I stopped fucking, and both moved to a position by Isis’s backside to clearly see his cock hugged by her labia. Kerri reached in, cradled his balls with her hand, squeezed them gently, and burst out, “Do it baby, cum in her pussy!”

With that, while he was nearly fully inside her, Fredrick’s testicles contracted to his body and his cock started rhythmically and visibly pulsing. The visible base of his hard penis pulsed tremendously seven or eight times, and with each throb, he was pumping his warm, thick cum into my wife’s vaginal canal. She cried out, “Oh my God, I can feel your cum filling my cunt.”

He left his cock in her for a bit after it stopped pumping, but eventually slid out. Thick white fluid issued from the place where his cock had just left. As it fell, it covered and coated her clit and a long stream fell to the bed while a thin strand remained dangling from the tip of her swollen and cum covered clitoris.

Kerri put her face completely in Isis’s pussy and licked and sucked it with her mouth greedily, visibly swallowing whatever of her husband’s cum she could get. Isis was wailing in pleasure.

I asked her if she came yet. She replied that she was so fucking close, but not yet.

Fredrick was spent, so I took his position and entered Isis with my still rock-hard cock. Her pussy knew me well and it slid in effortlessly.

Fredrick watched me fuck her, keeping his hand on her ass and continuing with his thumb action on her anal spot, but he now began to work her clit with the device from the underside.

Kerri got in front of Isis, laid face-up on the bed, and spread her legs. Isis’s head went down and she put her lips on Kerri’s pussy, still sopping wet from fucking me.

We were all focused on making Isis come.

Isis’s vagina was now unlike anything I have ever experienced. I was fucking my wife whose pussy was already filled with another man’s cum. It was so hot. She loved it. I loved it. It was so slick, and I was thrusting with my raw dick rapidly.

Fredrick gripped harder on her ass, and the tip of his thumb entered her lubed anus. The clit sucker found its mark. All the combined sensations and the taste and feel of Kerry’s clit in her mouth took Isis to entirely new levels of sex.

I came, the tip of my penis shooting the most massive bursts of semen ever into Isis’s already full pussy.

As my cock exploded in my wife, so did she. She came hard and her screams lasted long past the final burst of cum my cock delivered deep into her.

I slowly pulled out, and the white fluids of our combined cocks oozed out of her and down her leg in an uneven and messy stream.

We lay stunned in le petit mort. Isis flopped over and lay on her back with her legs spread. It looked like she was trying to cool herself. My wife’s entire vagina was covered in semen.

Fredrick and I were unable to move, but Kerry crawled over, looked at the wreckage between my wife’s legs, and began to again greedily lick and suck every bit of cum she could from her.

After a few minutes of this, Kerry too flopped over on her back and we all lay there nearly motionless.

A knock on the door broke the serenity. Fredrick quickly picked up and donned a bathrobe to answer, probably reeking of sex. We heard him have a brief but muffled conversation with another man.

He returned to the room and announced, “That was the hotel management. We have been kindly asked to not be as loud in our activities, as multiple neighbors have lodged complaints.”

We all burst out in raucous laughter.

We all showered and eventually got dressed. We had the hotel room until the next day, but all thought it best to return to our respective homes that night. It would give each couple time to bond and process what just happened. We assured each other that it was an incredible experience and some of the best sex we ever had.

We made plans to meet in one month for more and went our separate ways. At home, finding sleep was not a problem. I was replaying the sex scenes in my head over and over and over and over again, as was Isis.

We would frequently ask each other, “Remember when…” and describe what the experience was like from our individual perspective. As I drifted off to sleep, my final thought was, “Next time, I’m going to fill Kerry’s pussy with my cum while Isis sits on her face and sucks Fredrick’s cock.”

Dreams were very sweet that night.