“William, what happened to you on the course today?” asked Jack, my boss and friend.

“Uh, nothing.”

“Nothing, my ass,” interjected Martin, our sales manager. “You cannot hit a hole in one then lose by ten strokes.” We were on our way home from our weekly Saturday golf game to meet the wives at my house. I was driving and still very upset about what happened that morning. I also had to buy drinks at the nineteenth hole because of my hole in one and for my friends because I lost.

“It was as if you played with a three wood up your ass,” continued Steve, the marketing manager.

“You all played like you were swinging limp dicks instead of golf clubs,” said Jack. “What’s your excuse, William?”

“If you must know, Norma got me all riled up this morning. She wants to be more than a fucking housewife. Can you believe it?”

“Welcome to the world of the modern woman,” said Jack, with a big smile on his face. “Helen changed ten years ago and I am enjoying every minute of it.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“What did Norma do?” asked Jack.

“She opened her legs and showed me her open pussy.”

“I would love to have seen that,” said Steve.

“But when I wanted to go down on her, she shut her legs and went into the bathroom.”

“Cockteaser.”

“My only advice is to allow her to do what she wants,” came the sage advice from Jack. “Otherwise you’ll have to rely on spanking the monkey.”

“Oh fuck,” said Martin. “Then I’m in deep shit, too. Joan wants to be more sexual but I don’t have the stamina.”

“And Amanda asked me if we could join a swingers’ club,” came from Steve in a small voice as if he was scared we’d laugh at him.

“Boys, it seems as if each one of you has a delicate situation with your wives,” said Jack. “You love them, right? Good. My advice is, do exactly what they want, give her the freedom to do what she asks for, swing if it makes her happy, and use Viagra if you can’t get it up. I do and believe me, it is worth every penny.”

“What about the consequences?” I asked as I drove up our driveway. “What if Norma turns into a nympho?”

“Live with it and enjoy it.”

We stood before the front door with anticipation. Just as I wanted to unlock the door, it opened and I received the shock of my life:

“Hi, boys. Ready to play a four-ball at the twentieth hole?” Our four wives stood there in high heels, smiles on their faces and nothing else. They were stark naked. Norma, the taller one stood out. Her full tits, smooth tummy, long legs and that smooth pussy I couldn’t get out of my mind, attracted me like a magnet.

Then Helen moved, and oh fuck, she oozed sex like a waterfall. Her red hair, pale skin and the small red patch of pussy hair rushed blood to my dick at the speed of light. I had a quick glimpse at Amanda’s big tits and Joan’s open provocative stance before Helen took my hand and led me into the living room. Norma grabbed Steve; Joan, Jack and Amanda, Martin.

Like animals led to the slaughter, we stumbled after our naked wives. I looked for Norma but she was already undoing Steve’s belt. Joan hungrily kissed Jack, and Martin was sucking on Amanda’s naked tits. Had we stumbled into heaven or was this hell? My wife was going to give my friend a blow job while my boss’ wife forced me onto my knees with my head between her legs.

The first thing I thought was that I was glad that Norma convinced me to put in the thick carpet in the living room. My knees could never have handled the hard surface of the floor.

“Concentrate, lover boy,” said Helen to bring my attention back to her pussy.

All I could do was to obey and lick her pussy. Her clit protruded from its hood, pointing to her thick inner lips. She was as wet as summer rain. My first lick of another woman’s pussy in twenty years was out of this world. Like a thirsty man that stumbled from a desert walk, I lapped her nectar and couldn’t get enough.

Sensing that Helen’s legs would give in, I grabbed hold of her smooth legs to keep her steady. She dropped onto my lap, her legs folded behind my back. She kissed me, tasting herself on my mouth.

A moan from Steve brought me back to my surroundings. Norma was on her knees, sucking on Steve’s dick. His head was thrown back as he held onto her raven black hair. By the look on her face, she was enjoying it. Joan was riding Jack cowgirl style, her tits bouncing up and down as she impaled herself on his cock. Martin’s face was buried between Amanda’s thighs. This looked like an episode of Playboy’s Swing.

“That’s enough,” said Helen and suddenly stood up from our embrace. The other wives also removed themselves from their new sexual partners and moved to the large couch. I was ready to burst and judging from my friends’ hard cocks, they were in the same position.

“Cockteasers,” whispered Steve.

“Wait and see, boys,” said Jack in a low voice.

Another surprise shook my little world. My wife of twenty years, Norma, the mother of our children, the love of my life, knelt between Amanda’s legs and licked and sucked her pussy as if she was a professional cunnilinguist. I saw Norma’s fingers moving rapidly in and out of Amanda’s sloppy pussy. Helen and Joan were in a 69 position in a pussy feast.

This carried on for about ten minutes. We stood there salivating like puppy dogs whose food was taken away. Stealing glances at my friends, I saw their hands on their cocks. My own hand was working furiously on mine. The scene before us was just too much for my male desire.

Before I could make my move and present my cock to my wife, she stood up from between Amanda’s thighs and came to me. The other women ceased their lovemaking.

“William, I want you and Steve to fuck Helen,” said--no, instructed--Norma. “Do it for me.”

“Amanda, get the lube,” said Helen. “You two, strip.”

Before you could say 'Joseph Rodgers', our clothes were on the floor and our erections, throbbing. Helen directed Steve to lie on his back and she settled on his groin in a reverse cowgirl position.

“Amanda,” said Helen. “Please lube up my ass and guide your husband’s dick into my hole.” Amanda knelt between Helen’s legs, applied the lube and sucked on her husband’s cock a few times before she pushed it into Helen’s waiting backdoor.

“Your turn, William.” Norma took me by my dick and led me to this strange erotic scene. Norma made me get down on my knees between Helen’s thighs, kissed the head of my cock, swiped it a few times through Helen’s wet slit and guided me into the prepared pussy. My legs touched Steve’s and I could feel my balls caressing his shaft.

“Now fuck me, you two.”

Obeying that command was easier said than done. Steve was pinned down and couldn’t move much. His hands were free to play with her tits while I grabbed her hips for better control. Steve tried to move his hips while I pushed and pulled. We made a mess of it. My cock popped out a few times and so did Steve’s. They became entangled before our wives took control.

“You must make it work for Helen’s sake,” whispered Norma in my ear, her full tits pressing against my back.

“Helen,” said Amanda. “Put your feet on the ground and raise your ass a little bit from Steve. Remember, you are here to receive.” Helen did as she was instructed and also straightened her arms to hover above Steve. He could now move his hips freely and fuck her ass with ease. Then Norma took my cock again and pushed it into Helen’s wet and waiting pussy. We managed to develop a rhythm soon and the moans of pleasure coming from Helen told me that she was enjoying this double penetration.

I didn’t know what to think at that stage. My wife was totally at home with her nudity, her sexuality and had no qualms about helping my cock into another woman’s pussy. She didn’t display any form of jealousy. As I pushed into Helen, I thought about my feelings when I saw her suck Steve’s cock. I couldn’t find a hint of jealousy or a pang of anger. All I knew was that it was a beautiful sight.

Looking around to see what she was doing, I saw my wife on her hands and knees, with Jack fucking her from behind while she sucked Martin’s cock. It looked like they were having a ball. Then Amanda and Joan joined the party and played with Norma’s swaying tits.

Helen’s arms and legs gave in as she collapsed onto Steve, freeing my cock from her pussy. I took my cock and rubbed it against her clit. She shuddered and let out a scream of ecstasy; her whole body shook in orgasmic throes.

“I’m coming,” screamed Steve as he emptied his balls into the ass of our boss’ wife.

Leaving the two of them I moved over to Joan and Amanda and kissed them both. They attacked me, rubbing their bodies and breasts over my body before they settled on giving me the blowjob of the century. I never had a double blowjob or a DP before, and thanks to my adventurous wife, I had both. Joan sucked and licked my balls as Amanda swallowed my cock.

Looking down I saw that they had my shaft between their mouths, moving up and down. The sensation was beyond belief. Every tiny spot on my cock became a sensitive, throbbing, pleasure-inducing nerve.

Before I would blow my load, I wanted to fuck them both. I asked Amanda to stand on her hands and knees and Joan to do the same but on top of Amanda, their pussies inches apart. I started fucking Amanda, then quickly moved to Joan and her tight pussy. I switched every so often between the two pussies as I played with Joan’s clit. Joan busied herself with Amanda’s clit. It didn’t take long before the three of us climaxed, collapsing on each other.

Looking around for Norma, I saw her putting two cocks into her mouth as Jack and Martin came simultaneously. She swallowed every drop and cleaned one cock at a time. Then she rubbed the two cocks together kissing both their heads. As her two lovers collapsed onto the couch, I crawled over to her and kissed her on her mouth, tasting cum on her lips.

“Happy?” I asked. “Is this what you want?”

“Yes, I think so,” she said. She sat down on my lap, facing me. I was hard again and she guided me into her. “I don't just want to fuck them. I want to make love to you, to them. Love, not fucking.”

“I can live with that,” I said as I looked at my love companions and realized that I didn’t fuck them. I also made love to them. It might be a small difference, but what I, we, experienced with these friends was not just lust. It was love and in this matter, we didn’t have a choice.