My wife, Anne-Marie and I are in our early thirties. We met, curiously enough, at swinger�s club downtown. She had come with her boyfriend, and I come with my girlfriend. Somehow, we all ended up at my apartment at the end of the night. The next morning, my girlfriend and Anne-Marie�s boyfriend left together; Anne-Marie and I have been together ever since.
I love my wife dearly. There is nobody in the world that I think is prettier, and certainly nobody turns me on more. Anne-Marie stands about five and a half feet tall with long luxurious dark hair. She works out regularly and keeps her body in fantastic shape. Her breasts are rather large and she keeps her pubic area completely shaved except for a small tuft of dark hair above her lips.
I should also say that Anne-Marie is a sexual dynamo. As I said before, we met at a swing club, so we�re not at all jealous of sharing each other. I�ve seen my wife take on ten men at a time and walk away still looking for more. What man wouldn�t love a woman like that?
This past Valentine�s day was the tenth that we celebrated together. It was special for me, and I wanted to make it extra-special for her. So, without her knowledge, I called several single men friends that we had encountered in our little swing club. After some time on the telephone, Mark, David, Fred, Jon and Michael all agreed to help me celebrate Valentine�s day with my wife.
I set the scene by having a fine catered dinner (both Anne-Marie and I are independently wealthy, so I wasted no expense on her). We sat in the dining room eating, surrounded by candles. In the library, the stereo played softly. It was Beethoven. Anne-Marie loves Beethoven.
Halfway through the salad, the doorbell rang. Anne-Marie said that she would get it. She walked to the door and found Mark standing there, holding two red roses. Anne-Marie invited him in and he apologized for interrupting dinner. Little did Anne-Marie know that he was supposed to. Anne-Marie sat back down again and, before long, the doorbell rang again. She went to get it and found David and Fred at the door, each holding two red roses.
She invited them in and came back to the table. At that point she knew something was up. We were just finishing desert when the doorbell rang again. Of course, it was Jon and Michael. They too had two red roses each.
Anne-Marie now knew something was up. She asked me where her last two roses were, since obviously I had arranged the men to bring her ten. I told her that we should all look in the bedroom for the last two roses. We all walked back to the bedroom and there, on our king-size mahogany bed, lay the last two red roses.
Anne-Marie picked them up and put them in a vase on the bed table. She turned to look at the six of us and said that, since we were all in the bedroom, it would be a shame to waste the opportunity for some fun. I agreed enthusiastically and everyone�s clothes quickly dropped to the floor.
My wife then lay back on the bed and invited us to join her. She began massaging her large breasts as Fred sat down beside her. Fred�s hand joined Anne-Marie�s in delicately running over her ample bosom. He pinched at her nipples as he moved over to kiss her. They kissed passionately and everyone could see the moistness forming between her legs. As Fred and Anne-Marie kissed, Jon lay down between Anne-Marie�s spread thighs. She broke her kiss with Fred to moan when she felt Jon�s tongue make contact with her hard clitoris. She shuddered and reached down to run her had through Jon�s hair.
Fred then got up to kneel beside Anne-Marie�s head. She was panting, obviously enjoying the expert work that Jon was performing. Fred was fully erect and Anne-Marie reached out to grab his shaft. She turned her head and took the tip in her mouth to begin sucking him with a slow and steady rhythm. She then took more and more of his erection into her hungry mouth. With her hand at the base of his dick, her head bobbed up and down as she furiously sucked at his cock. Fred simply knelt there with his hands on my wife�s head, moaning and groaning in erotic bliss.
At the same time, Jon had his tongue buried deeply in Anne-Marie�s hot pussy. He was bringing her close to orgasm. His tongue, darting quickly and deftly inside her, caused her body to buck and thrash on the bed. Jon then slid a finger inside her to lubricate it with her wetness. He then pushed it against her puckered anal opening. Meeting no resistance, it slid right in. With Jon�s tongue on her clit and his finger up her ass, Anne-Marie erupted in orgasm, coating Jon�s face with her come.
As her orgasm subsided, Anne-Marie returned her concentration to the hard cock she was sucking. She cupped Fred�s testicles in her hand and began sliding her moth up and down the full length of his shaft. Fred grabbed her hair tightly and began furiously fucking my wife�s face. He grunted as his shaft exploded in her mouth. Anne-Marie�s lips never left his cock and she swallowed every drop of Fred�s salty-sweet come.
Fred and Jon then moved away from the bed. Anne-Marie began to absentmindedly toy with her pussy as she surveyed the men standing in front of our bed. Then she asked Michael if he wanted to have his way with her.
Michael said that would be fine with him and he climbed onto the bed. My wife reached down and grabbed his hard cock and pulled him into her waiting hole. He mounted her in the missionary position. He grunted with each thrust of his cock into Anne-Marie�s slick, tight pussy. He held himself above her, slowly pushing into her and filling her cunt completely. She wrapped her legs around his waist and Michael began to thrust faster. Anne-Marie squealed in passion. Michael�s pace increased and before long he was thrusting in and out of her like a jackhammer. His violent pounding lasted for only thirty seconds before Anne-Marie yelled for him to come in her pussy. Michael, covered with sweat, grunted and plunged into my wife�s hot slit one final time. He erupted inside her, the first gush coating her insides.
Michael then fell on top of my wife. His cock was pulled from her pussy and we could he his come running freely from her freshly-fucked twat. He got up and went into the kitchen to get a drink.
As Michael left, David and I approached the bed. My wife lay there breathing and panting heavily. She looked up at the two of us and asked what she could do for us. David replied that he was up for a little double-fucking action. Anne-Marie looked at both of us and smiled. She said that she�d love to.
I lay down on the bed beside my wife. Anne-Marie rose to her knees and straddled my hips. Coated with Michael�s come, her cunt had no problem impaling itself on my hard cock. She then leant over and her breasts swung free to touch my chest. David then knelt behind her and slowly forced his cock into her anus. Anne-Marie moaned with the pleasure that the two cocks in her gave. We were perfectly still for only a matter of seconds before Anne-Marie begged us to start fucking her.
David started first. He pulled back only a little before trusting his cock back up my wife�s ass. Anne- Marie groaned with delight. Once they established a steady fucking rhythm, I began to pump my hips upward, forcing my own cock into her well-fucked hole. As David pushed into her ass, I pulled out of her cunt. When I thrust into her cunt, he would pull out of her ass.
The tentative rhythm we established quickly solidified and, before long, David and I were forcefully pounding into Anne-Marie. She was screaming at that point: she yelled for me to fuck her cunt. She screamed to David to fuck her ass harder. We were all moaning with pleasure and passion.
Mark, watching the Anne-Marie sandwich in front of him, climbed onto the bed. He knelt beside my head, offering his cock to my beautiful wife. She took one look at him and then greedily pulled his shaft into her mouth. In one swallow, Anne-Marie took Mark�s entire length into her mouth.
Before long, David, who had been pounding in my wife�s ass moaned and screamed with delight. He grasped her hips and pushed into her, emptying his load deep in Anne-Marie�s bowels. Mark then pulled away from her face and took David�s place behind her. Already slick from David�s come, Mark easily slid his hard cock up Anne-Marie�s tight anal opening.
Mark and I tried to establish the same fucking rhythm that I had with David. Unfortunately, I was too far gone and began thrusting urgently into Anne-Marie�s slick pussy. My orgasm approaching, I pushed up into her and exploded. It felt like gallons of come erupted from my cock to fill her. I sank back onto the bed. My cock popped out of her come-filled twat with a loud squishy sound. I pulled myself out from underneath her and sat on the side of the bed to watch Mark fuck my wife.
Now that nobody else was occupied with her, Mark was pounding into Anne-Marie�s ass with wild abandon. He pulled on her hips and Anne-Marie push back against him. Anne-Marie yelled at him to fuck her harder, to fuck her in the ass. Mark was happy to comply and thrust in and out of my wife�s slick asshole. Faster and harder he fucked her until Anne-Marie started screaming that she was coming. Using his last bit of strength, Mark thrust forward and emptied himself deep up my wife�s ass.
Mark pulled himself out and collapsed on the bed. Anne-Marie turned over and lay on her back. She was panting heavily and come was oozing from both her ass and pussy. She looked at the six of us and asked who was next.