The next day, I texted John.

“Remember what Jane said about being airtight? I think we found someone.”

I was pretty sure he’d be in—I mean, how often do you get to fuck another man’s wife with no recriminations or obligations? So I wasn’t surprised that his response came within minutes.

“Are you serious? I’m down; when and where?”

The where was easy—we’d do it at our place, in our marital bed. Not only was it simple to setup, but it added a certain forbidden naughtiness. The when was trickier. I had no idea of Jim’s schedule, but given he was currently single, I hoped he’d be open.

“This weekend, at our place? I think we need to practice first though.”

“Practice?”

“Well, we didn’t do a full DP last time; it was just a toy. Jim’s cock is pretty big, so he gets her mouth or pussy, but I figured we should have one more go with the three of us to make sure we’re comfortable. How about Wednesday at ours, then Saturday at eight for the real thing?”

I don't think John took time to read my text through before responding.

“Deal,” came back.

I shot a text to Jim asking if he was open on Saturday and told him not to bring his swimsuit.

Later, when Jane came back from the gym, her usual beautiful sweat-sheened self, I couldn’t resist pulling her close and running my hands up her stomach. As I pulled her top up and off, I began explaining the plan, cupping her tits as I went. I sensed relief in her body language as I told her about the “practice session” with John I’d planned for Wednesday. Demanding a third cock was probably more of a comfortable feeling when you were in the middle of a threesome and a few drinks in than sober in the plain light of day.

“Well, that gives me an idea then,” she said, “hold that thought and let me go shower.” That made me grumpy—I was used to our late morning reconnection sex right after her gym session, where we would recount the events of the previous night and cast some of the video to the TV in our bedroom.

She took longer in the shower than usual, and I was lying back on the bed watching our videos when she came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel.

“I’ve got a surprise for you, grumpyhead,” she said, dropping the towel. Obviously, I was not as good as I thought at concealing my feelings.

She looked briefly at the TV as she made her way to the bed. “Oh yeah, I like this one—it’s hot. I loved it when both of you guys painted my face.

I let it roll as she mounted me, her beautiful tits pressing into my chest as she leaned in to kiss me.

“So what’s thus surprise, then?” I said, my hands finding her nipples. I hoped it was more than just her showering for sex—I was perfectly happy fucking her with the sweet sheen of sweat, mixed in with the faint smell of another man we had been with the night before. That served to increase the naughtiness of what we were doing.

In response, she took my hand from her breast and moved it down. At first, I thought she was going to put it on her pussy, but she kept going, and I felt something hard—she was wearing a butt plug. Did that mean?

“I figured we might need an additional practice session,” she said, reaching in for a kiss, “just the two of us.”

My cock leapt up what felt like another two inches, standing proud from my body. I felt like I was ten years younger—and had been feeling that way since we started fucking John.

"Well, in that case,” I said, grabbing the TV remote. I flipped over to Pornhub and keyed in “Amateur DP.” The usual screenful of somewhat dubious videos came up, but right at the bottom was one where the actors looked like amateurs with decent bodies. It was eleven minutes long—perfect. I pressed play and maximized the view. The couple came into view, and the guy was starting to undress the girl, flipping her top off, leaving her in a black bra and thong.

“Yessss,” said Jane, “this is hot,” and she started grinding her smooth pussy on my crotch, running my length between her lips but not allowing me to penetrate her. This continued for a minute or so, and now the girl on screen was on all fours, blowing the guy and giving us a fantastic view of her thong-clad ass.

“Warm me up first,” said Jane, flipping to her back. I pulled her vibrator from the drawer and coated it with a thin layer of lube. I turned it on low and ran it along her pussy and up over her clit.

“Yes,” she said as I slowly pushed it into her, twisting it back and forth. When it was fully in, I increased the speed and started to lick her clit, timing my tongue with the back and forth of the toy. She was grinding against my mouth and the vibrator, but every time she did so, I pulled back a little, teasing her. After the third time or so, she hissed.

“Please, please let me cum.”

“Not yet,” I said. I want to feel you cum on my cock; feel your ass pulse as I’m inside you. Reaching down, I slowly removed the butt plug from her, delighting in the sight of her gaping hole as I pulled the hard metal. I liberally coated her ass with lube, gently inserting a finger to make sure she was ready. She pushed into me, desperate for relief. I added lube and slid down, lining myself up.

“Ready?”

“Do it. But go slow.” I pushed gently, my head disappearing into her ass. I stopped, letting her get used to it as I twisted the vibrator inside her. I could feel the rigid plastic through the wall of her ass, pushing against my cock.

“More,” she breathed, and I pushed forward, around half my length sinking into her. To slow me down, she reached her hands up to my chest, and I waited again for her to absorb my girth. Then, with a gentle tug, she pulled me in, my cock paralleling the vibrator inside her pussy. It felt so…full, so tight, and so warm. I loved fucking Jane in the ass—maybe we’d have to do it more. I pulled back, adding some more lube.

Push it all the way in,” she said, and I thrust forward, bottoming out in her. The feeling was incredible. Not tighter than her pussy, but different. Warmer, softer, maybe—definitely naughtier. Taking her cue, I began to pump in and out more vigorously, feeling her body push against me. It wasn’t even two minutes when I felt the cum boiling in me.

“I’m gonna-” I said, feeling bad, like I’d let her down by coming so early after all the prep she had done.

“Do it,” she said, “come in my ass, honey. I want to feel your seed splattering against my walls; feel it drip out into my panties all day long.” That sent me over the edge; I pumped faster, and as I started to erupt, I felt her cumming, her ass pulsing as an orgasm washed over her. My come shot out, coating her insides as I pumped my load. Then I lay on top of her, done. I pulled the vibrator from her and turned it off, my softening cock still embedded within her.

Slowly, my cock slipped out as it deflated, her tightness forcing me out. A small dribble of cum ran down her butt, collecting on the sheets.

“Well, I think that went well,” I said, rolling onto my back.

"Yeah," she said. “We should definitely do that more often.” There was no argument from me on that point.

As we were cleaning up, my phone dinged with a text—it was from Jim.

“I’ll be there,” it said.

I took special delight when we went to dinner with friends that night, knowing that she would have cum dripping slowly from her ass into her panties. I bet her friends would be shocked if they knew what we’d been up to.

***************

“So, how is this going to work?” John asked as he slipped into the hottub. I handed him a glass of wine. So far, it was just us—Jane was stuck at work, and we had a few minutes to chat alone.

“You mean tonight?” I said, “We’re going to have a few drinks in the hottub, smoke some weed, and then give Jane a DP, so we’re prepared when we have to do this with three of us.” It sounded simple, yet I couldn’t believe the words were coming from my mouth. Normal people didn’t sit around discussing stuff like this, right?

Then, on Saturday, we take this to the next level. The only limit is I get Jane’s ass. I don’t know why, but that’s off limits—maybe it’s too intimate. You and Jim can trade off for her mouth and pussy.”

“Sounds good,” said John; the words were surreal. It was like we were discussing how to spend a day hiking or something.

A few minutes later, Jane arrived home from work and walked out onto the deck, stripping off her skirt, blouse, bra, and thong as she went. We both watched her walk naked from the house, not even attempting to cover up.

“What a day,” she said. “I need a drink. ASAP.” I wordlessly handed her a glass of wine and moved behind her to rub her shoulders. She leaned back into me, letting out a sigh as John moved to her feet, exposing the small mounds of her breasts as he lay her back in the water.

“That feels fabulous,” she said as we worked on her, “I could get used to this.” We all let out a chuckle—in a few short weeks, we’d normalized something I never thought I would find myself doing even a single time.

We worked for ten or so minutes, gradually releasing the day's stress from her body and letting her relax back into us. Then I reached down and cupped her tits, squeezing around her nipples. John noticed me and started working his way up to her pussy, smooth in the half-light of the tub. She let out a sigh as he reached her warm center, spreading her legs for him as he lowered his mouth to her pussy.

“Yesssss,” she uttered as we began to work on both ends of her. "God, this feels amazing after the day I’ve had.” It wasn’t more than five or so minutes when she said.

“Oh, god, I’m cumming,” and started to spasm as I pinched her nipples, twisting them, reaching the limit of her pain tolerance as John inserted his fingers into her pussy, stroking her to an orgasm.

“Wow, that happened fast,” I said.

“I think it’s the excitement of what we’re doing. My whole body feels on fire all the time now.” I couldn’t agree more; it was like my skin was hypersensitive—every small breeze or touch stimulating my entire body.

“Let’s take this inside,” I said, and we made our way into the bedroom, toweling off on our way.

“OK,” I said, taking the director role again. “John, you lie down; Jane will mount you, and I’ll come in from behind. John didn’t need telling twice, laying back on the bed. Jane rolled a condom down his slim length and sat, taking him all the way. Perfect. I lubed up her ass and my cock, approaching from behind as she sank down on John’s chest. His legs were in the way, so I spread them out, but I couldn’t reach. Frustrated, I pushed his legs together and spread mine out. This was a little better, but I could still barely reach her.

“It’s not going to work,” I said, I’m not long enough; there are too many sets of legs. For some reason, Jane and John found this amusing and started giggling.

“This isn’t funny,” I said. “Jim’s gonna be here Saturday, and I really want to make this work.” It looked so easy in the movies we watched; why wasn’t this working?

“Sorry,” said Jane, trying to stifle her giggles. “You know, there is something we can try. Remember back when we did DVP and we had to play around with which cock went were to make it work? Well, what if we changed it up? Maybe that would help, putting the longer one back there to give more room.”

Her meaning slowly dawned on me. That would mean... John would have to go in her ass. This was something I’d never contemplated allowing. Jane and I enjoyed anal sex, but not often, and I figured it was the one sacred thing we had left between us. My research had shown that many new swinging couples had a no kissing rule, believing that was an intimate act reserved for themselves. I’d never agreed with that. But her ass? It felt like John was taking something from me. Something I’d never get back.

“Are you OK?” she said, dismounting, sensing my discomfort.

“Yeah,” I said. “I figured the butt was something only for me. I feel like this might be going a step too far.”

“Well, let’s stop for now, watch some porn and think about it,” she said. “It’s not like the world is going to end if I don’t take three cocks this weekend.” That was a fantastic idea. I moved next to her, leaving John on the other side. Jane took the remote and typed in “Amateur Airtight." She picked a video of three men surrounding a small-titted blonde—cocks out—and pressed play.

I watched in fascination as the scene unfolded. One of the guys had an almost unnaturally long cock. When it was time for the anal to start, it was him who took the girls ass. I couldn’t help but get aroused, my erection filling with blood as it stood up straight, protruding from my body like a flagpole. Jane noticed and reached out to slowly stroke me, doing the same to John with her left hand. It still took a lot of juggling of legs, but finally the two guys on-screen got settled into the girl's ass and pussy, the third moving into place and filling her mouth.

Jane whispered, "So hot," as the three men filled her three holes while she bucked and thrust herself into them.

It was hot. My cock swelled, getting ever harder. As Jane continued to slowly stroke me, I pushed aside my reservations.

“Fuck it,” I said. “Get out the lube, John; let’s do this.

“Really?” said John. He looked excited that he'd be able to fuck my wife's tight ass.

"Really,” said Jane, squeezing my cock hard. “Are you sure? We don’t have to do this.

"I'm sure," I said, "that looks hot." As long as we record it.

Jane reached up to position the camera, flipping it to record.

This time, I lay on the bed, and Jane plopped down on me, guiding me into her pussy. I saw John roll a condom onto his thin member and coat it with lube. This was happening; another guy was going to fuck my wife’s ass. I hoped I’d be OK with it. I felt Jane tense as he moved between my legs, positioning himself at her entrance. My legs were spread wide, but I could still feel his rubbing against me. The feel of his prickly hair still unnerved me, but I put the discomfort in the back of my mind.

Jane sucked in a breath as John started to push. I couldn’t see anything back there, so I hoped the camera was getting all the action. This was working way better than me trying to go in the back door. I felt a pressure, and then there he was, our cocks separated only by the thin membrane between Jane’s ass and pussy.

“Oh man, that feels so good,” I said as his cock ran the length of mine. Jane was moaning and kissing me, mashing her lips against mine.

"Oh, so tight,” John muttered, and I felt him pull back, leaving just my cock in her—a feeling of emptiness. Then he thrust again, and the pressure returned, squeezing my cock, forcing my erection even harder.

I pulled half way out, and we soon had a rhythm going where we’d alternate strokes, like when we had DVP’d her. Our cocks were sawing at her, one after the other, penetrating both her holes.

“Yes!” Jane exclaimed, "God, I wish there was a third cock here, filling my mouth with his hard man meat.” I did too, but this was only the warmup; we’d experience it for real at the weekend if all went well. I could see the TV screen over Jane’s shoulder. The three of them had finished fucking the girl, and it was obvious they were about to attempt a synchronized facial scene, all coating her face simultaneously. I added this to my mental notes for the weekend. For now, I reveled in the tight warmth of my wife’s pussy as our friend pounded her ass.

“I’m close,” John said after a few minutes. I knew the feeling.

“Cum inside me,” Jan said, grinding against me ever harder. “I want to feel both of you shoot your cum inside me.” That was hot. I usually preferred cumming on her face during our nightly rituals before filling her pussy the next day, but I found myself ready to explode. Of course poor John was only going to fill the end of the condom, but he couldn’t have it all his own way.

As I felt myself erupt, there was a splash of liquid on my crotch. Jane came and squirted, unleashing her juices in one torrid fountain. That finished me off, my cum pumping into her as she slumped on top of me. John made a few more thrusts and then came, exclaiming as he filled the condom. The scene on the TV was over; it faded to black, and we both pulled out of Jane, John reaching down to discard the condom.

“Wow,” I said, “I never knew it was going to feel that good.”

“No?” Said Jane, coming from behind to spoon me, "Well, imagine how good it’s going to feel with another cock in my mouth.” Then I felt another presence; John had come up behind her, pushing his body into hers. We fell asleep like this: three bodies pressed against each other. It was the first time I’d slept in a bed with more than one other person since I was a kid.

The morning wasn’t at all awkward. We awoke with the sun and the sound of birds chirping through the open patio window. I fucked Jane bareback, cumming inside her warm pussy while John held her, and then she let him take her from behind as I kissed her and squeezed her tits. She managed one shivering orgasm, and then we all cleaned up in the shower, which thankfully was big enough for three, soaping each other’s bodies.

********

I was a nervous wreck waiting for the weekend. My mind kept going back to Jane sharing her ass with John. Part of me found it a huge turn-on, so naughty and dirty—the feeling of John’s cock sliding against mine as he fucked her. However, a persistent doubt lingered, reminding me that I had given up on something I could never regain. Deep down, I knew this was silly, especially since it was Jane’s ass and not mine, and it’s not like John was getting to do something I’d never done before. Intellectually, I knew nothing had changed, but it was difficult to shake the feeling. On Saturday morning, Jane noticed my nerves and sat me down.

“Are you OK?” She asked, “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. It’s supposed to be a fun thing we share together, not something that upsets you.”

“I’m OK," I said. “Just jittery and nervous, I think. And I was OK. Going into that evening, I knew John would be getting her ass again, and I was going to have to find a way to be right with it.

********

Because Jim didn't know John, we started in the hot tub on Saturday. I think Jim was surprised at our comfort level getting naked with each other, but true to what I had asked him, he hadn’t brought a swimsuit and was soon naked in the tub with us. It was a small tub, and the four of us made it feel smaller, our legs and shoulders brushing against each other. This served to heighten the mood, stimulating our senses as a leg, shoulder, or boob brushed against us. While John and Jim didn’t need to be best friends, we did want everyone to be comfortable, so Jane shared out glasses of wine and a tequila shot each, leaning over John and Jim, feeding them the shot as she dangled her tits in their faces, rubbing her body against theirs.

When it was my turn, she lowered herself slowly onto me, sliding me into her. Then she gestured to the other two to sit behind me on the rim of the tub. They compiled, both sporting full erections. Jane ground up and down on as she stroked—a guy in each hand. It was her first experience with three cocks. Jane then took Jim in her mouth, getting as much of him down her throat as she could. She continued to stroke John, then alternated sucking and stroking as she moved her mouth back and forth between each man.

After five or so minutes, I felt myself getting close.

“Why don’t we take this inside?” I said there were no objections.

With four of us, the bed was starting to get crowded, so I stood back to capture some video. I thought it was best to work up to having all three of us, so I suggested Jim fuck Jane while she sucked John. Jim produced another of his oversized condoms, and Jane slowly unfurled it down his length. Then she lay back, allowing Jim to penetrate her pussy. It went in easier this time, and in a few strokes he was deep inside of her.

Jane then gestured to John, who straddled her, feeding her his cock and fucking her face. This was so hot, I barely knew where to direct the camera. I started with a wide shot, then zoomed into the place where Jane and Jim’s bodies joined, his huge cock splitting her smooth pussy lips as he slowly stroked himself in and out.

Then I moved to Jane's face, capturing a stunning shot of John pounding her mouth with the same fervor he would a pussy. As he gave her his entire length, she was gagging and choking. Given how long his cock is, I had no idea where it was all going. After a while, they switched, with John taking her in doggy while Jim stood next to the bed fucking her mouth. Jim reached down and grasped the back of her head, pulling her firmly toward him as she continued bobbing up and down. Then Jane somehow opened her mouth even wider, and the last two inches disappeared, her lips bumping up against his stomach. Given their combined length, I was amazed they didn’t meet somewhere in the middle.

“Man, this is amazing,” said Jim, “her throat is so tight.” By now I had put the camera back on the tripod and joined the fun, running my hand over Jane’s ass and leaning over to grab her tits and squeeze her nipples. Then an idea struck me, and I lay on my back, lining my head up with her pussy. On John’s next outstroke, I reached up and licked her clit, withdrawing as John thrust inside of her. Jane reached down and began stroking me, bringing us all together in another delightfully sinful act of pure sex. This went on for a few minutes before I again felt myself getting close. It was now or never; my wife was going to be airtight.

I decided, as the host, I’d start with Jane’s mouth and let the guys start inside her. As I rolled another condom onto Jim, I noticed John's eyebrows rise as I savored the thick length in my hand. It was hard to believe this could fit in Jane’s tiny pussy Jim then lay down on the bed, his huge cock towering over his body, moving like it had a life of its own. I squirted some lube on, then Jane climbed on top and reached down to insert him slowly into her.

John, meanwhile, had donned another condom—for some reason I had no desire to touch him. Something to do with strangers and friends, perhaps? I liberally lubed Jane’s ass and handed John the bottle so he could apply it to his cock. Then came the moment. My wife was going to get a DP, and I wasn't going to be one of the cocks. Feelings of jealousy and missing out washed over me, so I distracted myself by picking up the camera and zooming in on the area where they would conjoin. As soon as John finished arranging his legs and positioning himself against Jane's backdoor, I achieved the perfect framing. She reached out for my hand as he began to push, which caused her to let out a moan.

John paused to let her adapt.

“Holy shit, this is tight,” said Jim, obviously enjoying himself. John rocked back and forth a couple of times, applying more lube as he pulled out, taking care not to hurt Jane. Then he was fully inside Jane, both her holes stuffed full. They began establishing their rhythm as I stood on the bed—awkwardly bracing myself with the ceiling fan. Jane looked up at me, her eyes locking onto mine. Then she opened her mouth, taking me deep inside. I relished the warmth and tightness of her mouth. Based on the length of my cock, I’m never sure whether I’m long enough to make it into her throat like Jim and John, but I like to think so. She closed her lips around my length, and then my beautiful, amazing wife was airtight, all her holes filled. Below me, the other two continued to pound in and out as Jane worked me. From time to time, there was so much going on below her that instead of working with me, she just held me and closed her eyes, drinking in the feelings as the guys pounded away.

This was something I definitely wanted in on, so after a while I called, “Switch.”

Both men withdrew, taking off their condoms and tossing them aside.

“Are you OK?” I asked Jane.

"Never better," she said as she drew me in deep. "That was fantastic. Your turn?”

“You bet.”

Thankfully, I didn’t need a condom, so Jane got on top of me, taking me deep inside her. She was wet—really wet—and I slid in easily, our bodies meeting as she took me in. Then John, with a new condom on, lined himself up and began to push. By now, Jane had grown accustomed to this, and he effortlessly slid in, his cock nestling next to mine in her nether tunnel. I’d forgotten how wonderful this felt; our cocks separated by only a thin layer of flesh. Then I felt Jane's body tense, and I looked up. Jim was thrusting into her mouth, her lips obscenely wide as she took his entire length down her throat. I sure hoped the camera was catching all of this.

We pounded away for what felt like forever but could only have been minutes, and then I felt her legs shake, the muscles of her stomach start to contract, and I knew she was coming.

She said, "Ugh, keep going," and then she squirted warm liquid onto my crotch as she came. I redoubled my efforts, pistoning into her as she let go and embraced her orgasm.

She collapsed onto me, her body limp. We all withdrew, and the feelings of jealousy threatened to rise in me again. I really wished I’d been able to go in her ass while Jim fucked her pussy, but it was not to be.

Jane positioned herself on the floor between us, taking me in her mouth while she stroked John and Jim. She continued this, alternating which cock was in her mouth.

“I’m going to cum,” said Jim.

“Me too,” said John. I could have gone longer, but the fantasy of us all cumming simultaneously override that. Jim jerked his cock, pointing it squarely at her face. His first blast shot over her head, landing on my leg. Rather than being grossed out, it was a turn-on. Then he coated her forehead, hair, and nose as he let out spurt after spurt. Right after he started, John exploded, coating the left side of her face, cheek, and neck, and then I was coming too. Jane reached down to her clit and began working herself while I unloaded onto her right cheek and mouth. She began shuddering and trembling in yet another orgasm.

“Yes-yes-yes-yes,” she panted as we painted her with our seed, her body convulsing the entire time. Then we were done, our orgasms over. Jane’s face was covered. Cum was splattered in her hair, on her forehead, and covering the rest of her face. I’d never seen her look so beautiful. I grabbed the camera and took some stills to capture the moment, then reached for a towel, lovingly wiping her clean.

“That was awesome,” said Jim. “Truly, thank you for inviting me, and I hope we can do it again.” Then he began to get dressed while I lavished Jane's face with kisses, inhaling the subtle aroma and flavor of three loads of cum. John let himself out too, though he was welcome to stay.

We slept that night arm in arm, bonded over an unforgettable experience, waking late in the morning before Jane let me take her ass once more, unloading into her as she screamed out in one final orgasm.