“Hold on a second! Are you telling me you want to be gang banged?” This couldn’t possibly be the girl I married. She could barely acknowledge there was such a thing as sex! True, we had been to two or three gatherings that could be called swinger parties, but that was more curiosity about her boss and his friends than any real interest on our part. We hadn't participated. I couldn’t get my head around what she was saying.
“No, no. Nothing like that! It’s just that I might be interested in… you know, exploring what having sex with two men at the same time could be like. That woman we saw at Jeremy’s party started me thinking. That’s all.”
I stared her for some time, mostly in astonishment. I suppose everybody has fantasies. But, for god's sake, she gets in a fume if men look at her too openly. Now she might want to be team banged?
“Okay, okay. You’d better explain what you really mean.”
“Well… you have to understand, this isn’t about extramarital sex or other men. It’s a vision I can’t get out of my head. More than one sex partner at a time, I mean. I’m not saying I’d do it! I just want to talk with you about it.”
“So, this came to you at that party?”
“Umm… not entirely. I used to wonder about something like this at NU. Girls talk, you know. Only thoughts…”
“Okay, sure. That’s a common thing, I guess. But what do you want to do about it now?”
“That’s what we need to talk about. Are you… disgusted?”
“No, of course not. Fantasy is just fantasy."
“That’s the thing, though. What if it goes further?”
“Further?” I had no answer to that. Did I want my wife to be fucked by other men? No. It’s one thing to speculate about it in some fantastical way, it’s another to see her being done by some other person. Admittedly, the vision did excite me, a little. I’ve read that’s a regular guy thing. Probably is.
“Are you sure you don’t think it’s a perverted thing to be interested in?”
“No, I told you. It’s not abnormal at all.”
“Okay, if you say so. I have no idea where to take it from here. It’s all confusing to me…
I was only partially concentrating on what she was saying now. Where could she - we - take it from here? Advertise for some guy to join in a group fuck of my wife? What did she even know about what “more than one at a time” entailed. Or did she? But how? We had read Penthouse Forum a couple of times, but how realistic was that? As far as I knew, that was the extent of her porn exposure. We both had seen that woman at the party. But only for a minute or two.
“Are you listening? What do you think?”
“Of course, I’m listening!” I was still recalling the party. “Well look, if that woman at Jeremy’s inspired this, maybe we should begin there. Observe more and... you know, ask some of those people about multiple partner scenarios.” God, I sounded like a low rent therapist! I was getting less thrilled about this whole idea by the second, but I didn’t want to dissuade her from opening up. She’d always been hung-up about sex subjects in the past. I didn’t want to crush this.
She was quiet for several minutes, “Yeah… I was thinking along those same lines. But, what if…”
Oh man,” I thought, “she’s thinking she’ll get a proposition. Well of course she will! As soon as those sharks hear what she’s contemplating, they’ll be all over her.”
“If what?”
“You know! What if some possibility comes up? What do I….what do we do?”
This was getting way beyond any bounds I’d expected. My wife getting fucked by other guys. The more I thought about it... the concept was hot. In real time, not so much. “So, you’d do it? That’s what you mean. If some men at the party asked you to let them fuck you together, you’d do it?”
“I didn’t say that!”
The discussion was starting to deteriorate, so we decided to go out for dinner and let ourselves cool a little. I was convinced that she'd already made up her mind, though.
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Inevitably, I suppose, we made an appearance at the next group meeting. It was clear my wife was trawling because she was dressed more provocatively than at past parties. Her skirt was micro rather than short. Her heels were right out of a strip club. Her breasts were poking against her flimsy blouse like two headlights. There was no doubt in my mind, now, that she was looking to get done! That was not something I wanted to dwell on. I was there primarily to keep her safe. At least, I told myself that.
About two hours into the evening, I was loitering outside a bedroom door, knowing my wife was inside with two men, about to let them both screw her! I was loitering like a bodyguard would loiter, not like a conflicted husband would. Right! I strained to hear what might be happening. Only muted sounds and brief snippets of hushed talk.
I knew I didn’t truly wish to see this, but I couldn’t help myself. Lucky for me, the door was well oiled and made no noise when I eased it open and slipped into the room. The large bedroom was dimly lit but the scene was clearly visible. None of the occupants noticed my entrance. There were three naked people on the bed. Two had very obvious erections. The third, my wife was on hands and knees, alternately stroking and mouthing their dicks.
Holy shit! I was trying to recover from the shock when one of the guys sprawled himself on the bed, with my wife snuggling next to him. As she worked his cock in and out of her mouth, the second man lay behind her. He raised her leg slightly and began to fuck her!
I moved carefully away from the door to a better vantage point. There was a chair in a shadowed corner, probably invisible to them. They switched positions, alternating her sucking and being fucked by each man. She didn't seem the least bit shy or hesitant. Who was this woman? Then, one of the men was on his back again with my girl straddling his body, upright with one knee raised. She grasped his cock and, holding it straight up, lowered herself onto it. The long hair she had carefully brushed before we left home was now damp, her entire body glistening. Her breathing was rapid, her eyes closed.
She rode that guy's shaft for several more minutes. The other man, who had been kneeling beside them, took up a position between the first guy’s legs, facing forward behind my wife. I must have known what was going to happen, but somehow, I couldn't believe it. She slowed her movement, maybe in surprise, I couldn’t be sure, as the second one slowly pressed his dick into her ass! She let out a loud screech but didn’t ask him to stop. Actually, she bowed her head - and I thought there was the beginning of a smile - as his entire length went into her.
I must have emitted some exclamation because the man on his back looked in my direction. It was only a quick glance, though. My wife appeared lost in an act that didn’t include me at all. The strangers continued to double penetrate her until the guy at her rear stiffened and made three very strong thrusts. He bucked spasmodically, obviously coming, until his flaccid penis slipped from my girl’s ass. I could see a heavy load of cum filled the drooping condom.
My wife was still impaled on the other man, though she’d kind of collapsed on his outstretched body. Then, pushing hard up into her pussy, he too filled his condom with cum. I was dumfounded by the spectacle! I had no clue she even knew what DP was. But it didn’t seem to come as any shock, or even mystery, to her!