Let me start by saying that if I would have ever wanted anything accomplished in life, anything, the way I am going to describe how things happened and turned out, is the way I would want things to happen and right now, with all the impressions fresh in my mind and in my loins, that is what I am doing, asking myself “what was it I did right?” so as to know in the future how to do other things .

Em and me have fantasize for years the idea of having someone else with us while making love and I am being unspecific on purpose as we cruised from another man watching to another couple watching and letting us watch them and up to full swap and while doing it, all those years, we “invited” and “had with us” in bed so many people that at times, our bedroom and our bed looked like Penn Central.

No doubt, as soon as we cummed, we were left alone, as we love it so much, getting asleep in each others arms as we have been doing for so many years and enjoying, as if for the first time, all that love we have for each other.   Let me add that we got asleep like that, lovingly, caring and cuddling the last nights as well.

Since we  started “discovering” the swingers scene on the internet some three years ago, both of us, maybe for different reasons, started to feel that the day when we would share a bed was getting a lot closer.

Thing is that we live in a South American country and all the traditions and prejudices associated with sex and specially swinging or swapping are a big no-no. How would a normal Latin Macho accept or agree with anybody touching his wife??? We are now both 50 years old, none of us is a TV star but just plain, normal, every day people but with  family, work and social relations very dear to us  and even  as we dreamt of leaving for a swapping resort, we could not come to grips with the idea of the “what-ifs” an “how-woulds”.

For months, even years, we published and answered adds, Spanish or English and all along, seems that Em, more than me, was very apprehensive. How would she behave?? How would I behave?? What would she feel?? What would I feel?? And that only for starters because if it is so hard to find a right partner when you are thinking of one (and all the divorce statistics just prove that) , how would it be possible to match FOUR ???

Oh yes... we did kiss many frogs and they remained frogs and some of the Princes and Princesses did not want a thing with us. We met in our city a couple or two and the disappointment almost threw it all over the board.

One of  my main worries was to let Em understand that WE WOULD NOT DO anything unless the both of us approve and go along. Not until last Saturday was she completely convinced and all along I resented that  in an otherwise sweet and loving relationship, in which we could feel and talk and understand each other without even opening our mouth, THIS  was a reason for arguments and sorrow.
 

THE CONTACT
After many many vane contacts, after many ups and downs, Em came up with a proposal that would let us BE  without actually being. We would search the classified adds and look for ... a performing couple !!!! That would allow us to see without strings attached and join along as we would feel fit.

And here comes the surprise: while searching for THAT, we found a small note of a real and natural couple, married for years that were, themselves, just starting their swapping experiences and they were ahead of us with just three previous encounters .. and I smile as I write “just”  because a “THREE” difference is nothing when you compare ...say 23 to 26 ...but NOT  when it is A BIG ZERO  against a whole THREE!!!

Since we started exchanging letters and mail and later phone calls, we felt how nice and loving they were between themselves and how open minded and considerate they behaved. They were (and are ) 45 years old and have been married for 25 years and lived an hour flight from our city.

All along the month or so we were in contact, we could feel things getting closer and closer and could see that Em was being drawn into it as well.  Ar asked if Em would be bi in any way and I knew that was a big no-no for Em and Dee insisted a few times to which I noticed that Em was getting turned off.

At the beginning we had told them and to Dee specially, that our idea was at least (or was it “at most”) to be present in the same room (or in the same bed??) as each one would do it with its own spouse. After some weeks, Dee had asked me “Tell me Bee.. does it mean that we have moved along and that it will not only be watching and being watched?? ...as according to what Em has been telling me on the phone, the full swap was a possibility?? “

Dee was wooing Em and he was doing it so nicely and sweetly that he just conquered her heart ...or was it her pussy ??

But even two days before the expected trip, I jokingly asked Em if she would go along and would suck Dee’s dick ..and her answer was  a frozen and scared face. I was to be in for a surprise.

THE TRIP
We had ahead of us a long three day –two nights week end and they had reserved for us the nuptial suite at a local hotel and surprisingly enough, we felt as we were just going to visit long time friends, and they were !!!! We had never, in virtual and even less in real life, exchanged so much information, intimate information with nobody as we had had with them over those six odd weeks ad even if we had never sent them (as we do not have) nor they us intimate pics, we can say that we knew who is was we were about to meet.

Ar was waiting for us at the airport and we knew that Dee would be away, taking to children to another town some two hours away.

Ar sweetness and candor completely disarmed us upon arrival. She came to me and hugged me like no other “friend” has done and more so in the very close vicinity of Em, letting me feel her small and firms breasts pushing against my chest while I let my hand down from her hip and over her ass, her lips touching mine and for a flicker of a second, getting to feel the tongue I would soon have running through my cock, and have to stress it again, all as Em watched undaunted.

Em did not react and by that time, knowing her for 13 years now, and knowing almost whatever passes through her mind,  I could not have grasped or guessed what was she thinking as other woman was touching me so sensually and erotically.

Ar’s hands then went to touch Em and her kiss was a lot more than just the usual Latin woman-to-woman kiss and so was her touch. She touched her face so kindly that it did remind me .......the way I TOUCH Em’s face.

On our ride to the hotel, I sat in the front seat and every few seconds, Ar would touch me, so very sensuously, as if not believing we were actually there and my apprehension did not leave and would not leave me for some hours yet as I did not know what was Em thinking, watching it all from the back seat.

The room was the last cabin on a slope, on a way to a river and the entrance to the room was an inner balcony that overlooked a big bed, ten feet bellow. With complete naturallity, we descended the stairs into the lower room and after the bell boy left, the three of us climbed into the bed.

I was amazed by the naturallity with which Em was behaving and we lay forming a triangle with Ar at the opposite side f the bed and while we spoke of so many things, she would caress either my feet or Em’s.

Ar did not ask, did not comment, did nothing but behave wit utmost naturallity while not leaving  us   for not even a second and when at some point Em stood up to go into the bathroom, Ar jumped on me and got to check my tonsils with her tongue. I knew then that I would love, just love fucking her and as soon as Em came out, I stated: “As long as we three concerns, all systems are a go and all lights are a green... now ...it is just for all of us to see if there is room for Dee”

I seem to have seen a small smile of approval and assurance in Em face.
 

THE MEETING
As much as I would have wanted to see sparks fly and as wary as I  was about what would be Em reaction at our meeting and specially her meeting with Dee, my fears only got worse when we finally met him. He was very correct and nice, not as easy going as Ar was and not as friendly, he was a complete gentleman and greeted us in very cordial manner ....BUT THAT WAS NOT WHAT I HAD EXPECTED.

We went to have lunch and not a thing happened. Ar and me touching and fondling in the back while Dee was driving and behaving as the best tour guide I have seen BUT NOT A TOUCH, not a sign!!

At some point we got to visit a beautiful waterfall and while there, Ar,  smiling, tells me to erase my worries out of my face but how could I if nothing was happening!!!?? I was not going to fuck Ar and was not going to do a thing UNLESS Em was treated and taken care accordingly AND THAT WAS NOT HAPPENING !!!

Eight hours have passed since we landed and four since we were all together and Em’s face was not telling a thing but neither was Dee’s !!!!

Tourist stage was coming to an end and night fall was drawing us nearer to what Italians call “Il momento della verita”, moment of truth. But it so happens that it was me that was worried  as it seems that, for the first time since we are together, naughty thoughts were moving through Em’s brain cells and I could not read them.

As if we had been doing it for ages, we bought some bread and drinks, condoms and ice and we headed for the hotel.
 

IL MOMENTO DELLA VERITA
We got into the room as casually as if we had been doing that for ages and as we entered, we dropped the food in the upper balcony where the small fridge was and started walking down the stairs. Ar produced a scented candle and  I took out some emergency candles from the drawers, kindly left by the management in case of the common power failures and THREE OF US,  Ar, Dee and myself let ourselves lay on the wide bed.   And Em does nothing but move around the room, checking our travel bag, behaving as your regular hausefrau, and my worries just kept growing.

And here comes the  first of the two great ACTION surprises (as surprises I did had that night) when Em says out loud: “well ... I am going to shower...anybody interested in joining me?? “

I could not believe what my ears were hearing !!! My Em, my scared Em, my afraid Em, my dubious Em was s bold as to invite openly for anybody to join.

We were so surprised of her attitude that none of us could muster and “aye” answer but the real second action surprise was to happen five minutes later. As we three lay in bed, already kissing, YES, the THREE OF US, without Em, out of the bathroom exited the most exciting and alluring slut I have seen in ages!!!

Em had materialized my wishful requests when, during all those years,   whenever she would wear any of the bodies or negligees I loved her to wear, I would tell her ”THAT is the way I would love to see you if and when we get to be wit others” and that is what she did.

She wore a very decent, non-see-through very short baby doll, no bra, of course, the blackest stay-up stockings on top of the sluttiest black sandals and as I had always requested, NO PANTIES but THAT I had to check.

While laying in bed kissing and touching Ar, Dee left us to undress and Em stood at my side and while Ar started to get into the mood and started undressing me, I got to rise my hand from her knees, through the hissing nylons until  I could feel on the tip of my fingers the wetness of her naked  cunt.

I felt  a sting in my cock when the idea that in a few seconds Dee will get a feel of that pulsating and eager cunt crossed my mind.

Getting to touch Em at that moment resulted to be the most reassuring thing I did. Em told me later that  she was apprehensive that by my eagerness to get Ar and with Dee’s concern for Ar, she, Em, would be left out. Nothing could be furthest from any of us. Any.

Long last, long last, my dreams and fantasies were becoming reality. I was feeling Ar crawling inside my pants, not reaching my shorts and getting again and again a feel of my throbbing cock while I grabbed Em closer to be able to give her a good reassuring lick between her legs, sort of a blessing for things to come.

I got out one of Ar’s delicious and soft, firm and small tits and loved my licking her while they were still encased with her bra and for her, FINALLY, my lips were to get the place my fingers have been having for some hours now.  Very slowly and taking all my time, I got to unravel her tits, licking and caring for one of them, pulling then the fabric of the bra on the other side and getting to have her tits as peaches on a shelf. Licking one while pinching her firm nipples with the other, nibbling the tip of one and playing joyfully, cupping and feeling the other.

And when a moment   later I turn my head, I saw one of the prettiest  and most erotic scenes I have ever seen: Dee was hugging like a big soft bear Em, moving his big hands and arms all around her. He had not discovered yet that she was not wearing any panties and all his apparent indifference of before was now free of all restrain.

I had dreamt and longed for something like that and I, MYSELF, could not believe it and even less could I believe that at the same time that I was feeling Ar’s warm body, pressed against mine, her soft and wet, avid mouth covering mine, my eyes were transfixed on   Dee’s hands wandering across Em’s hungry body. And then it happened!!

Dee had been with his underwear still on and I could notice that his cock was pressing against the fabric of his boxers but as soon as he got to move his hands from her hips and into her ass, he discovered that she had no panties and when he got to feel her cunt (AND I GOT TO SEE THE FIRST TIME A MAN WAS TOUCHING MY WOMAN’S CUNT!! ) I noticed how his cock just jolted out of his underpants and a red a swollen head peeked out.

Ar was already free of her bra, her wonderful tits still standing proud and as I had my back to the bed,  with her panties still on, she completed the removal of my underpants letting my sore and willing cock free as well, to be fondled and enjoyed by them both.

I almost ripped her panties and while we three were naked, Em remained, almost to the end, with her stay ups and sandals.

Dee had converted that coolness of before in an incredible eagerness and could not have enough of his sucking Em’s tits. He was like crazy, as if not knowing which tit to kiss and which nipple to nibble and would jump from one to the other and as his cock brushed her cunt, all I could see was  her thrusting her hips forward to get to feel it, pressed against her while Ar was riding me, pushing my hard cock into my belly with the crack of her cunt.

Just as I had felt Em’s cunt before, Ar rushed to hold Dee’s cock while she rode me, or so I thought, until I noticed that she was taking care of his cock ...just as much as she was pressing her hand against Em’s cunt. At first I thought that either Em had not noticed or if she did, she let it pass but later on I discovered that despite her repeated denials, she was actually enjoying being played by Ar’s feminine hand on her clit.

Dee pushed Em so very sweetly into the bed and I found myself laying side by side with my delicious and sexy woman and while Dee was going down on her, I felt her first reassuring smile to me, her first acknowledgement and I could read her eyes, as I have always been able to and she was telling me: “Yes my sweet love, yes my man. I know that this is what you had wanted me to do and I do thank you for your insistence as I am loving  and enjoying every minute”

Laying as I was, I started to kiss her and she would not let my mouth, being eaten and accomplishing one of HER recurred fantasies:  to be eaten and at the same time being kissed and now came another surprise. As I was feeling Dee’s pushes, his moving her body with his head and mouth and while I was kissing her, Ar, still seated on top of me, started kissing and sucking her tits.

If that was not a dream come true, I don’t know what it is. The feeling of oneness, the feeling of not letting anybody out, the feeling of sharing of the four could never had been any stronger: here she was, my Em, being pampered, just pampered by three loving and caring, horny and excited persons.

All along those years, THAT WAS EXACTLY my fantasy and even while fantasizing, I “knew” that that kind of union is impossible. How could it be, sex being such a one-on-one thing, that despite all pictures and movies, I just “knew” that that was impossible, and here we were, all four, ALL FOUR, giving and getting pleasure, caring and considering the other three.

And it was only now, after I had felt that Em would not be left out, that all her inhibitions were now lost forever, that I could really ...REALLY start enjoying it.

Dee was so caring and dedicated and knew that it was for him to carry the burden of making Em join the club, that exclusive club of uninhibited people that have discovered that sex is a thing to expand and explore. And that is what he did. He played with Em’s cunt  as long as he wanted and as long as he felt she wanted it too. He knew not to expect much form her as he understood that it was her that had to be pampered that night and that if he would play his cards right, all he would give her, would come back to him like an erotic boomerang. And he succeeded.