Gail and I married in 1975, she was twenty-five and I twenty-nine, and a year later we purchased our first home.
We continued to see David and Susan frequently and enjoyed many sexual adventures, varied scenarios and erotic role play. At the time we never thought much of it but looking back now we enjoyed a lot of sex yet still talked about adding others, both couples and males to our foursome but we never managed to achieve it. Although Gail and Susan were very interested in a black guy joining us we couldn't find anyone compatible. Denny the Dentist was now married and out of the game so he was no longer an option.
I enjoyed being a voyeur in some of our sex games and a favorite was watching Gail dominated by David. The game begins with David sitting in a chair, completely naked. Susan entered the room dressed like a cheap slut with Gail on a collar and leash on her hands and knees. Gail would be wearing something lacy and feminine but her tits, ass, and pussy were fully exposed and there were clamps on her nipples. Susan would parade Gail around the room, stopping now and then to spank her bottom and finger her pussy.
I always felt that David liked to fuck Gail more than Susan, he certainly fucked my wife as often and as much as he could. I think it was because she made a better submissive slut than Susan. While Gail crawled about, David caressed his massive cock head by cupping his fingers over the top of it. After several circuits of the room, Susan led Gail to David and positioned her between David's legs with her thighs pressed against the chair and her head lowered to the floor. This allowed David a lewd view of her asshole and cunt. Susan then spread Gail's butt cheeks and labia for her Master's approval. She then knelt beside him and fondled his erection while he spanked Gail's ass and roughly fingered her pussy. He'd squeeze and tease her clitoris until it was fully erect and attach a clamp to it. By this time Gail was experiencing multiple orgasms and they continued frequently as she whimpered and moaned.
From the end table beside the chair, David picked up a small crop and spanked Gail's anus and pussy. A black rubber dildo came next, it was two feet long and realistically shaped like a cock head at both ends, Its main function was for use by Susan and Gail in their pussies at the same time but there were other uses. David eased it into Gail's cunt and pumped it at different speeds, angles, and depths to extract the most cries and screams of pleasure from my wife until almost a foot of it was buried in her pussy then he'd bend it around, lubricate it and push it into her anus. Susan then paraded her around the room again with the rubber cock embedded in both holes.
However, Gail's ordeal was just beginning. David had built a sort of fucking bench that was a cross between a pommel horse and a saw horse and we christened it the 'Pom.' It was well-padded, had four restraint straps for wrists and ankles, and was sloped at about a thirty-degree angle. At the high end, there was an adjustable platform that provided one to attain the perfect cock to pussy height, the other end needed no adjustment for cock to mouth enjoyment. Gail had been tied to the 'Pom' many times before I met her and enjoyed being submissive as much as David reveled in being dominant. As for me, I preferred to be a voyeur and watch my wife and/or Susan being subordinate and used sexually.
After several circuits of the room, Susan would lead Gail onto the 'Pom' and secure her wrists and ankles. "She's ready for you, Master," she would announce and David would rise from the chair and walk to the front of the 'Pom'. By this time he was so aroused that his big cock head was full of blood, throbbing, and looked ready to burst. It jerked violently every few seconds and he positioned it about an inch from Gail's face. She'd open her mouth and stick out her tongue, eager to show her Master how much she wanted it but he kept it just out of reach. "Beg, beg for what you want, you slut," Susan ordered.
"Please, oh please, Master,' she'd whimper, "let me suck it, please Master, please!" It was so erotic to hear my wife being called a slut and her pleading for cock.
Susan had been vigorously pumping the dildo into Gail's pussy and ass as David finally allowed her to tongue his knob before forcing it down her throat. When he was satisfied she had gagged, choked, and spluttered enough he'd go to the other end of the 'Pom' where he would roughly maul Susan's big tits and kiss her while she jerked his cock. Susan then removed the dildo from Gail and steer her husband's cock into Gail's well-pumped cunt. Sometimes he would ejaculate inside her and other times he would withdraw and Susan would jerk him off and spray cum all over Gail's pussy, ass, and back or into her open mouth and over her face. Susan then had to suck David's cock clean and lick up the semen from Gail's body, wherever it ended up. It wasn't always Gail who was spit-roasted on the 'Pom', Susan had her fair share of being restrained and used while secured onto it. David enjoyed having both ladies in submissive roles and sometimes I joined in to fuck a mouth or pussy. I always wondered how many times my wife had been fucked on the 'Pom' and how many times she had begged for David's cock. I also wondered if he had fucked her in the ass.
Gail and Susan were very partial to Magic Wand vibrators, they were guaranteed to give them lots of orgasms and squirts. Vibrators and dildoes of all shapes and sizes were popular as were bananas and cucumbers. I particularly liked to position Susan and Gail on their hands and knees bum to bum. I'd insert one end of the cucumber in one pussy then have the other back up onto the other end. With the cucumber now in both pussies they would push back and forth fucking each other at the same time. It was a most erotic sight and after a while David would kneel in front of Gail and I would kneel in front of Susan and they'd suck our cocks as they moved back and forth.
1982 saw a significant change in our lives. David secured a job on the west coast and he and Susan moved to British Columbia. It was strange not to have them in our lives and before the internet it was not easy to find compatible people to share sex with.
Although our sex life was good we both liked the excitement we had shared with other people. I became aware of a Canadian swinger magazine called 'Tryst' and picked up a copy. Gail would snuggle in bed and caress my cock and balls while I read various profiles and we looked at the photos accompanying them. I learned to detect which profiles turned her on by the way she subconsciously squeezed my cock a little tighter when I read a profile or showed her a photo that excited her. She liked to look at photographs of males with erections, especially black males, and also profiles of older couples and I asked her about that. "I've always had a thing for black men and older men," she explained.
"Would you consider sex with a black guy again or an older couple?"
"Sure, if I was attracted to them."
I had been interested in interracial sex since Dot showed me her photos and seeing Gail with a black guy was high on my list of fantasies. We joined 'Tryst' and posted a profile including three photographs, two of Gail and one of us together. As far as I can remember the profile read something like this: Happily married, intelligent, and attractive couple seek similar couples and men for same-room erotic fun. He is thirty-six, has average height and build, and is a creative and intuitive sex partner. She is thirty-three, slim, natural blonde, very feminine and sexy. We enjoy most sexual activities including foreplay, mutual masturbation, oral, toys, mild B&D, role-play, voyeurism, and more. We love erotic lingerie, sexy attire such as mini skirts, garter belts, stockings, and heels, etc. Black males and older couples are particularly welcome but we will consider all. We can entertain you and hope you can also. We received a large response to our profile and many positive comments on the photos, especially one of Gail at the top of a flight of stairs. It showed her stilettos, stockinged legs, ass, and pussy and many men said how much they would like to meet us and fuck her.
As the years went by, we had success through our profile in 'Tryst' and later, the internet. We also sent letters and emails to those whose profiles interested us. Our first meeting was always at a neutral, public location such as a coffee shop or bar. Most often we met several times before committing to a sexual meeting, if we didn't feel a connection we never proceeded beyond the initial meeting. We enjoyed some very sexy encounters but never found the same connection as we had with David and Susan.
A notable exception during this time was when we attended a swinger's convention in Los Angeles. It took place in a hotel and we had a very erotic time. In the conference room, there was a bulletin board and several attendees posted an 'Open Room' for group sex. Gail and I went to three of these during our stay and the second one was particularly erotic. The large suite was filled with people when we arrived with a lot of sexual activity taking place everywhere one looked. Gail looked very sexy in a red garter belt, fishnets, and heels whereas I, like most of the men, was naked. We stood in the main room and took in the sights around us. A couple on the large bed were going at it while several men and women looked on. There were sex acts of various kinds taking place everywhere we looked and my cock was beginning to rise. "Oh, I'm getting very horny," Gail said, "I need some hard cock!"
Moments before she said that a black couple had walked into the room and stood next to us. The man had a large cock that was fully erect, jutting out from his slim body at a seventy-degree angle like a flag pole. It's not often you see a ten-inch-plus cock that hard but it looked completely engorged and ready for action. He held out his hand towards Gail who glanced briefly at him then took it and led her to the bed. She lay down, spread her legs and the man moved between her thighs and entered her immediately. Gail grunted as he thumped purposefully with long, hard strokes. Her hands clawed his back and grasped his buttocks to pull him in as far as possible. She was crying out with so much enthusiasm she was attracting attention to the bed and two of the many guys watching, got on and fed their cocks into her mouth.
The black man's partner sidled up to me and took hold of my cock, "He'll give her what she needs," she said.
"I can see that," I replied and we moved to the side of the bed and lay on the edge. We fondled each other then I fucked her as I watched her husband pounding my lovely wife.
After the black man ejaculated one of the white guys took his place to be followed soon after by the other guy. The thing I found to be sensationally horny and erotic was Gail had just been fucked by three men and not one word had passed between them. It was pure, wanton, primal lust with the room filled with screams and cries of ejaculations and orgasms.
It was a very erotic week and when we got home we continued to meet occasionally with men and couples through 'Tryst' magazine for several years then the internet took over. Life followed a leisurely course until the mid-nineties when Gail developed medical issues. There was no cure for her condition and by 1998 she was unable to have sexual intercourse. We continued with oral and masturbation but she knew I missed intercourse terribly.
During the winter of 2003, we went on our first cruise to the Caribbean. My friend, John, who I had thought was coming to London with his fiancee, Joanne, to swap with Yvonne and me so many years before, had died the previous year. About a week before our sailing date, Gail asked me if I thought Joanne would like to join us. I said it might be too late to book a cabin, also we would be away on the anniversary of John's death, so I was unsure but Gail was adamant and called Joanne. Cruising had been a staple for John and Joanne throughout their marriage and they loved it. Joanne wanted to come but would check with her kids to see if they were okay with her being away on the anniversary and if they were, she would call the cruise line. She called back the following day to say she managed to book one of the last remaining cabins and was excited to join us.
About three days into the cruise we had been touring on Antigua all day and when we got back to ship Gail wanted to take a shower and lie down. I decided to relax in one of the hot tubs and Joanne thought that was a good idea and would join me. I sat just to the right of the steps and waited for Joanne to arrive. Of all the females in my circle of friends, Joanne was the only one I had any thoughts of fucking from as far back as 1968.
Like most of us, she had put on weight since the 1970s. She had always possessed large breasts and they had been the topic of conversation on numerous occasions over many years with the guys in our group of friends. We had agreed that John was a lucky man and hoped he was giving her plenty of cock, she always looked as though she would be ready for it and we would all have liked to fuck her. Now, her tits were huge, glorious, and pendulous masses of erotic female flesh and I wanted them in my hands and mouth and I wanted to put my cock between them, tit fuck her, and shoot cum all over her face.
She was wearing a one-piece, black bathing suit and as she stepped down into the tub I had a wonderful view of her camel toe followed seconds later by her massive breasts. She sat next to me on my right and from time to time she rubbed her left tit against my arm. I didn't know if it was accidental or intentional and didn't react but it sent a tingle through my body. After about 20 minutes we decided we'd had enough and I let her get out of the tub first, of course, and took in her bottom as she climbed the steps. We grabbed our towels and when we reached the gangway I was to turn left and she to the right. As I was about to turn she took hold of my arm, "Fancy a drink, I have some booze in my cabin," she said.
"Sure," I replied, "we still have over an hour and a half before dinner."
When we got to the cabin, Joanne filled two plastic cups with red wine. After we took a sip she wanted to get out of her wet bathing suit and went to the bathroom to change. I removed my swim shorts and wrapped the towel around my waist. I was standing beside the bed thinking of Joanne's camel toe and tits and wondering if she'd had any cock since John died. I concluded she hadn't and her cunt was likely desperately in need of some and mine would be perfect for the task. As I daydreamed, my back was suddenly enveloped in soft female flesh. "Fuck me, I want you to fuck me," she whispered in a voice I thought made it embarrassing for her to ask, "Gail knows, we've spoken, and she wants you to."
Joanne is no taller than five feet two inches and I turned and looked down and saw her face looking up at me, flushed with arousal. Her huge tits squashed against my lower chest and I wanted to do everything all at once - maul and kiss her tits, fondle her ass, finger and tongue her cunt, fuck her and splash cum deep in her pussy, all over her tits, down her throat and all over her face - I settled for kissing her to start with.
We flopped onto the bed and although she had lost her lovely figure and was overweight, the lovely, soft mounds of flesh were erotic and exciting for me. I finally got to see her monster breasts as they slid to her sides as she lay back and I mauled, kneaded, and kissed them. The areoles were large but her nipples were quite small when compared to the size of her tits which I have found to be common for women with large breasts. "Oh," she moaned when she felt my erection, "it's been so long and you're so big, be careful!"
We lay side by side, kissing and caressing. She climaxed seconds after I teased her clitoris and shuddered as I explored her sopping vagina. I got on top of her, lifted her legs under my arms and there was no need for me to be careful, my cock slid easily into her creamy vagina but I still moved gently until she got used to me and urged me on. She climaxed again within a minute or two, "Oh, I've missed this so much, so much," she moaned and kissed me passionately. Joanne got on top of me and directed my cock inside her. The view of her gigantic tits above me was magnificent and something I had dreamed of for almost forty years. She leaned forward and I reveled in the tit flesh that enveloped my face.
I mauled her ample ass while she slid up and down on my cock and had an orgasm every minute or so. We finished with me fucking her from behind and the sight of her tits squashed out against the bed was a joy to behold. I ejaculated in her pussy which caused her to cry out so loud I would have thought the entire ship would have heard it. "I love the feel of your cock and cum in my pussy," she panted.
"Feels like . . . victory!" I said in my best Robert Duvall impersonation but it was lost on her, she hadn't seen 'Apocalypse Now.'
We lay together on the bed in the afterglow and I continued to kiss and fondle her tits until I had to leave and get ready for dinner. I was putting my swim trunks on when she said, "Remember a long time ago when you lived in London, you told John about swapping partners for sex with that couple who lived in the basement?"
"Yes, I remember, those were horny times."
"John told me about it and I wanted to swap with you and Yvonne but John wasn't sure he wanted to see me having sex with another man. He said if he ever got his head around it he would like you to be the other man. When he was dying he said he wanted me to have sex, with you, if possible, and regretted not swapping all those years ago.
"Wow! I wish he had gotten his head around it, I've wanted to fuck you ever since we met, better late than never though, I've enjoyed this very much, we should do it again."
She embraced me, "I want you again right now," she said.
"Back then, in London, I would have fucked you all day and filled you two or three times," I bragged, "now, at my age, not so much, besides, I have to get ready for dinner but we will do it again. See you in a while for dinner."
I told Gail what happened and she smiled and said, "Oh good, she's been telling me how horny she has been but is so out of touch with dating and I said you're here and you would love to fuck her and it seems she took my words to heart."
It was a ten-day cruise and Joanne and I enjoyed each other sexually in one form or another every day. I loved to lie on the bed and stroke my cock as she walked naked around the cabin, her massive tits and chunky ass jiggling like jelly. I'd leer at her tits hanging down to the floor when she bent over ogle her pussy which was always spread open and wet. When she was riding on top of me her breasts smothered me and I never tired of licking, sucking, and squeezing them. On the anniversary of John's death, Joanne stayed on the ship while Gail and I went off on an excursion. On our return, we found Joanne in her favorite bar sitting with a gentleman I had seen most days as I walked about the ship. Joanne introduced him as Andrew. Like Joanne, his spouse had died and they had liked to cruise so much he just continued to do it.
It was an emotional day for Gail and myself and especially for Joanne she was a little teary and tipsy and I was glad she had Andrew for the company even though she had insisted she wanted to be alone for the day. We invited Andrew to have dinner with us and to the evening's entertainment afterward. We finished the evening with a couple of drinks then bid Andrew a goodnight. It was fantastic to have Gail and Joanne's lips on my cock and Gail knelt beside me so we could kiss and fondle while I fucked Joanne from behind while her head was buried in a pillow.