This is my second marriage, but the absolute best it can be. We met when I was divorced for not too long, both single, both very horny, but we kept things at arm’s length. As the friendship developed, we soon realised that our appetite for sex is unquenchable. Back then we talked a lot about kinks and preferences and soon it became clear we both were interested in the swinging lifestyle, but mostly to find uncomplicated sex. Time went on and soon we got married. From the beginning we were very open about our likings, but we did not play around as the need was just not there. But… We had some mutual friends in the lifestyle and got invited to parties at times. We went to parties every now and then, but mostly to let loose, put some fire in the relationship and just be surrounded by people that were so addicted to sex that they just cannot keep it to themselves.

At these parties we really went out to make friends, which we did, talked a lot about our sex lives and what we like, etc. Obviously, there would be the odd fondling here and there, a kiss or two. Our one friend could not wait to see us so I can grab her boobs and then she can spank my ass. The wife loved to do dirty talk with the boys and then leave them to go bother their wives. We did like the fact that we could dress a little bit crazy, so hiding see-through boxers under my jeans and my wife with very sexy lingerie that are covered by just a jacket or coat would be the norm. The excitement was exhilarating and she loved the back-breaking sex we had after such a party. But we would never swap at the parties. My wife did have an appetite for ladies every so often, so she would grab one and take her to a room to kiss and play with her boobs, perhaps over her panties. The rule would be that I am allowed to watch at all times. Sometimes she would grab me and fuck me right after. If the lady stayed, she stayed. We really enjoyed watching other couples or groups if they got down to things.

Finally, at one party there were quite a lot of people for a change. It was a dress up of some sort, there were suits, ball gowns, very short dresses and everything in between. Some ladies decided to just skip underwear altogether and did not mind baring their asses and pussies as they danced and twirled to the music.

I am 40 and my wife 34, she is very well built with thin hips, small boobs that fit well in any supporting b-cup bra and an ass that begs to wear thongs all the time. She had some tattoos here and there that were well on show and one or two that were well hidden, lower back and one inside her panty line. I am thin built, so I become more and more attractive the more clothes I wear. But I knew for a fact she married me for my jokes and my 16 cm cock that I hide very well. We were well dressed and ready to party. Somehow, I felt this night would be different from others.

We’ve been going at it a while, had food, drinks, maybe a shot to loosen up. There were the obligatory kisses and ass grabs and boob pinches as well. We kept seeing a lady in the distance that caught both our eyes, but then suddenly, she was gone. My wife and I kept looking at each other, smiling, knowing we had a mission for the night. I knew she was the type what would activate my wife’s bisexual fantasies again and I might be in for a show. As I was heading to the bar one final time contemplating if we should maybe call it a night, she appeared as if out of thin air and started walking towards my wife and parked next to her on an open chair. I was about to head back when the wife subtly held her hand up signaling to me to stay put. I watched them talking while I almost chewed the top of my bear bottle. She is blonde with green eyes, 27 years old (we later enquired) with a model-body, C-cup breasts long legs and a very short white dress. The deliberate black g-string was unmissable and it was clear she did not wear a bra from the erect nipples under her dress. As I watched them, I could immediately see sparks fly. I would later hear she had spotted my wife much earlier, but was weary to come and talk. When I left, she took her opportunity. Finally, I got a message on my phone to bring a Savannah dry as well and join them.

 I just sat quietly and listened after I introduced myself. The girl implied that she was from out of town, staying for two months or so on business. She is active in the lifestyle where she lives, and the golden word: Single. She heard about the party and decided to swing by, (sorry had to…!) specifically looking to have some fun with a girl. I could see the two have already clicked by all the touching and leaning in and giggling at girl-jokes. Somewhere a comment was made about the black g-string and she remarked that so many people pointed it out, she thinks she needs to get rid of it. She inspected my wife’s tattoos and were informed of the two hidden ones. I could almost hear her gulping at the thought of it. My wife, with a wicked smile uncrossed her legs, placed her finger playfully on her lips, and lifted her black leather skirt, exposing her wonderful legs and an olive-green satin thong. She hooked a finger and pulled it ever so slightly to the side, revealing her tattoo where her pubic hair would be, stopping just short of revealing her lips. Eyes in the area were already fixed on us. The blonde replied that she thinks that tattoo needs to be inspected thoroughly, looking at me and asking if I agree. I could not agree more! She excused herself and said she wants to visit the loo quickly and fill her drink. As she got up and leaned over to whisper something to my wife, I could clearly see her nipples and astonishing breasts hanging freely. As she left, my wife turned around and the look on her face was pure erotica. She touched my crotch, feeling that I am already erect and smiled, “Are you ready for this? I am gonna eat her out tonight and you are gonna watch every second of it. And then I am going to fuck your brains out afterwards. Is that ok?” All I could do is nod…

Our unicorn returned. We both immediately noticed the distinct lines of her black g-string was gone.

(To be continued….)