"Hey Babe its time to get going," I yelled up the stairs.

It took years to coax my wife into trying swinging and tonight was finally the night. My anticipation was high. The thought of being able to have some fun with someone new and have my lovely wife participate was a dream. I know she was giving in to me and it may be a bit selfish, but the thought of another woman and her screwing my brains out was divine.

She finally made her way down the stairs. When she reached the bottom all I could do was stare. She was wearing a tight short pink dress and her caramel colored skin was glowing.

She looked at me and said, "Are you sure want someone else to have their hands on this?"

Grabbing at my groin area I chuckled and replied, "What about someone having their hands on this?" I reassured her that it will be fun and we can always leave if we're uncomfortable.

I had us registered with a local group that was having a house party and welcomed first timers. On the drive there my head buzzed with images of naked girls, blow jobs and sweet smelling pussy everywhere. It was a 45 minute drive but it felt like it was taking forever.

We got to the house and found a place to park. We checked ourselves in the car mirrors one more time before heading for the door. I rang the bell and a very attractive couple opened the door. Their demeanor was very pleasant and welcoming. We entered the house and looked around. There were couples of all races and shapes mingling and drinking. It felt like we had just walked into the yearly Christmas party.

Soon we found some drinks and began to mingle with the other guests. Many of the wives looked beautiful and were dressed in skimpy sexy attire. My mind was wondering on whom it would be that would initiate my fantasies. I imagined the hot blonde in the tight blue dress reaching under my wife's dress with one hand and grabbing at my package with the other. Or maybe the short sexy Hispanic lady grabbing our hands and saying, come with me you two.

I stole little moments when an attractive woman walked past saying things just loud enough to hear.

Things like, "Honey, I can see you licking that pussy right there," and "Hey, I bet she would look good sitting on your face."

At one point my shy little wife elbowed me and said, "Stop it, you're embarrassing me." I replied with, "Honey you really need to loosen that tight little tongue and relax."

As my mind continued to feast on the ample exposed cleavage the host announced it was time for some games. He beckoned us all to an adjoining room. There were at least a dozen couples that entered while others stayed behind spread out through the house.

Our host started to speak and give the game instructions. For the first game the men were to put on a blindfold. The women were to remove their tops and expose their breasts. The women were all lined up in a row and the men had to go down the row, one by one, and identify their spouse by touch, smell or taste. Once you think you had found the correct spouse you were to take three steps back and wait until everyone had finished before removing your blindfold. If you got it right and picked the correct spouse, your wife must grant you one wish.

I whispered to my wife, "Be a sport and give me a little hint so when I win I can get you and that blonde over there sucking on my dick."

She gave me an annoyed look and replied with, "Are you telling me you won't recognize my breast?"

I paused for a moment and then raising my hand I grabbed one of her breasts. I closed my eyes, squeezed tight and said, "Yeah those are it." I laughed but she didn't find it very funny.

The game had started and it was finally my turn. I decided to make the most of it. I slowly massaged and sucked on the nipples of each breast I stood in front of. Taking my time and fondling them like a teenaged boy. I couldn't help but comment on some of the lovely tits I got to play with.

The first lady was petite and very sweet smelling. Her perky nipples stuck up. I sucked one deeply into my mouth and said, "Very nice, but those aren't it."

I worked my way to a third gal who had very large soft breasts. I massaged both at the same time amazed at their heaviness and then buried my face between them doing the motor boat and chuckling a bit.

The next had me confused. They felt the same size as my wife's. It took me a good minute of playing. I circled my finger around the nipples hoping for a little hint. I flicked my tongue and sucked them deep into my mouth before deciding they weren't her's either.

The next had the same familiar feel. I lightly massaged her nipples and swirled them in my mouth. I then reached back to the ones I had just passed and massaged the two different ladies at the same time. I moaned in playful excitement. After fifteen years of marriage, I knew which breasts belonged to my wife. I knew her scent, but running my tongue back and forth between the two was too much fun. I gave the breast that I knew belonged to my wife a little squeeze, and pulled on the nipples and then took my three steps back.

We were finally told to remove our blindfolds. I took mine off and looked up to see my wife standing there in front of me. She had a bit of an annoyed look on her face at first. Then she smiled and leaned into me saying, "You'd better have gotten that right, but was it really necessary to take all that time on the other wives' breasts before you knew they weren't mine?" I shrugged my shoulders and said, "I had to be sure."

Once everyone had finished joking about the game the host and hostess applauded our efforts. Then the hostess announced it was the ladies turn. She said, "Okay gentlemen, this time the ladies will be blindfolded and you will drop your pants. The rules are the same ladies, once you have found your man take three steps back."

My wife looked at me as I dropped my pants so fast you would have thought they were on fire. I could see the sneer on her face from my actions as she put on her blindfold. Some of these lovely ladies were about to fondle and stroke my cock and I couldn't wait. I was imaging that as my wife got to me she would stroke my cock and I would grab the hand of one of the other ladies and put it on top of my wife's so they could stroke me together.

As I looked down the row of us men standing there with our pants down to our ankles, I felt a bit proud. I couldn't help but notice that my cock was bigger than most.

Sure, there was always the one or two gents who looked as if they were born part donkey, but for the most part I had nothing to be ashamed of. I took note of the guy standing two spots past me whose cock looked almost identical to mine. I figured I could make a little noise when she got to me that way there wouldn't be any embarrassing mistakes.

The first of the wives got to me, she fondled and stroked. My cock was getting amazingly hard as one by one the different wives toyed with my cock. I was stroked, teased and my balls were jiggled and cupped. I watched as some wives would smell, some would lick and others would even take the cock into their mouths as they tried to figure out which was their husband's.

It now came my wife's turn. She got on her knees and reached out to the first hanging penis. She gave it a couple strokes and then moved on to the next. She found the next and rubbed and pulled a bit before letting go. I let out a little chuckle while watching her. I think subconsciously I wanted her to have an idea of where I was without being obvious. Her head tilted a little in recognition of my sounds and then went about her searching.

She was finally only a couple guys away. She reached out to the donkey man and lifted his heavy looking cock in her open hand. Her head pulled back in surprise and I could only imagine she was thinking, 'holy shit.'

I took note that she started stroking it a bit with her hand. I let out a little throat clearing sound and her head tilted once again. She paused at my sound and then let his cock fall. She started to move over to the next cock but suddenly stopped.

She reached back over to the man with the overly thick member and said, "I think this may be it but I'm not positive." Using two hands together she started stroking the length of his cock. I watched in amazement as his cock grew even thicker as she tried to keep her hands wrapped around it. She never used more than one hand to stroke mine.

My wife then said, "Hmm maybe."

As she wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. She backed off with a popping sound and again in a questioning voice said, "This could be it." I was proud that she thought my cock was that big but I knew she must be teasing me.

As she continued stroking it with both hands she again blurted out, "This could be it, but I'm just not sure."

Suddenly my wife stood to her feet. I couldn't believe she was going to say that this oversize cock was her husband's. Standing up with her hand wrapped around his cock she said, "I think this is it, wait."

She spun herself around. Holding his heavy cock in one hand she bent forward at the waist. Using the other hand she lifted her dress over her ass. My wife guided the head of his cock between her thighs and let out a long moan as she eased herself back and pushed its head into her pussy. She wiggled her ass making adjustments while this long thick shaft gave plenty of distance between her ass and the man it belonged to. Thick and hard with its head somewhere between my wife's folds I again cleared my throat.

My wife slowly eased herself back almost halfway down his shaft and paused as its thickness filled her insides. She stayed there trying to adjust to the fullness inside her pussy. After several wiggles and small grinds in an almost mocking voice she said, "I'm almost positive this is it," then she eased forward withdrawing herself off of his cock until the head popped out.

His cock was still pointing straight out, long thick and hard -- only now it was shining, covered in wetness from my wife's pussy. Her hole was still spread open from its size like it does only after I've been fucking her as hard as I can.

My wife reached behind and grabbed his hips pushing down. His knees began to bend and he soon found himself on the floor. My wife took a couple steps backwards. Reaching out with her hand she quickly found his large cock standing straight up. She slowly started to squat. With her hand wrapped around his thick cock she guided the head between her pussy lips and into her slightly gaped hole.

She wiggled and bounced in small movements trying to inch more and more of his cock into her pussy. Her pussy lips were spread wide grabbing tightly to the sides of his shaft. I could see the wetness coming from her folds start to coat his veiny length. As her pussy began to fill with the thickness of his cock pressing in, her voice exhaled softly in pleasure. Stretched wide and filled by his thick cock, her short strokes began to lengthen. She started saying over and over again, "I think this is it."

In what I can only describe as slut-possessed, her pussy soon gave way, allowing every inch of his cock deep inside her. My wife's long strokes up and down began to pick up in pace. Her polite statements of, 'I think this is it,' were now being replaced with screams of ,"This is it!" over and over as her bouncing became furious.

Everyone could hear the sounds of her wetness. Her pussy welcomed every thick inch to stretch and fill her. The beads of sweat began forming on her head and the fast long strokes became hard slapping pounds of her body meeting his. Her pounding soon gave way to fast moving hips grind back and forth with no sign of his massive cock anywhere but deep inside her. Within a few moments her screams of, "This is it" turned into, "Oh my god we are coming!"

They let out loud grunting screams together as his hips bucked upward driving himself so deep into her pussy I could see its large head pressing against her belly from inside. Filling her up with spurt after spurt after spurt, her ass grinding wildly against his pelvic area.

Finally it came to a halt. Her breathing was heavy and loud. My wife slowly started to rise, her pussy lips dragging up his long shaft until the head appeared. The load of his cum mixed with her own juices started streaming down the sides of his cock. With absolutely no internal resistance, she suddenly slammed herself back down, swallowing every inch of his huge cock back inside her pussy. She grinded her hips for a second as if she was trying to get every last drop of cum out of his balls. She rose up again, this time pulling herself off completely and more cum flowed from her folds down the insides of her thighs.

My wife then took three steps back and removed her blindfold. She looked down at his large cock covered in cum and then over at me. She let out a giggle and said, "I thought that was it."