"Don't," Carole said weakly as he moved between her legs. Her words said "no" but her body language said something very different as she parted her legs wide and stared intently at his big hard cock. My dick wasn't small but his dwarfed mine in both length and width by a humiliating margin.
I watched wide eyed as he lewdly rubbed his huge cock across my pretty wife's swollen pussy lips. Her eyes were closed and her face held the expression of a lust starved woman. We were new to the scene but we had roll played and talked about swinging many times. At first we talked about bringing another woman into our bed. Carole had admitted to being bicurious and I was more than willing to watch her experiment with another woman. As time passed our fantasies evolved and when Carole admitted that she not only wanted to have sex with another woman, she also wanted to watch me with the other woman too I was all in. She said the idea of watching me fuck another woman was really hot and from that point on we began trying to fulfill her fantasy.
We joined a swingers website and looked for a single bisexual girl to bring into our bed but the search came up empty. We eventually we agreed to look for another couple who was also looking, primarily, for girl/girl action and we agreed that we had no interest in another guy having sex with Carole.
We met Matt and Jenny through the swingers website. They were a good looking couple in their late twenties and Jenny was fit Carole's type to near perfection. She had long dark hair that framed a beautiful "girl next door" face. She was taller than Carole, at 5'7" and she had big natural breasts, a narrow waist and slender hips. Matt looked like the all American guy with short sandy brown hair, blue eyes and a muscular athletic build. We exchanged emails and even talked on the phone with the two of them. Matt was definitely the take charge type and he did most of the talking while we chatted but Jenny did chime in and she flirted with Carole a lot. Carole and I would always get excited when we talked to Matt and Jenny and we had incredible sex every time.
Matt told us they were a soft swap couple, meaning that the girls could play together, but they guys could only have sex with their wives, and they only played together in the same room. Carole and I were fine with their requests and after a few months build up we agreed to have them over our house for drinks.
Carole and I were both excited to finally meet them and when the day arrived we were both very nervous and excited.
Matt showed up on time but alone. He explained that Jenny was running late at work and we invited him inside for a drink. Our long courtship had left us very comfortable with him and we quickly sat down in our family room and had a glass of wine. An hour later we had finished two bottles of wine when Matt's phone rang. We had been chatting comfortably and he had flirted incessantly with my wife during that hour. Carole had not returned his flirtatious comments at first but after a few drinks she began to openly flirt back. It was all part of the game and I knew that when Jenny arrived the real fun would begin.
Matt excused himself and stepped outside to talk on the phone. He returned several minutes later and explained that Jenny had gotten stuck at work and she wasn't able to make it.
Carole and I were both disappointed but we had been having a good time with Matt that we decided to hang out and have a few more drinks together. Carole and Matt sat back down in our family room as I went to the kitchen for another bottle of wine. When I returned they were kissing deeply on the couch.
I watched them kiss and my cock grew hard in my pants. I had never imagined watching my wife with another man and I was surprised as how exciting it was.
Matt was clearly in control and he brazenly unbuttoned my wife's blouse and bra as I stood transfixed in the doorway with an opened bottle of Cabernet in my hand and a stiff dick in my pants.
Carole returned his kisses enthusiastically as her hands caressed his strong body. Her chest heaved and she was as excited as I had ever seen her in the 17 years of our marriage.
Matt unfastened my wife's skirt and pushed it down past her full hips. My wife, at forty, was still beautiful and sexy. Her brown hair was filled with a mix of red and blonde highlights and worn shoulder length. She had gained twenty five well placed pounds in the 17 years we had been married but with full breasts, a tapered waist and wide hips she was even sexier than she had been when we married.
Carole opened her eyes and looked at me briefly. She seemed to wrestle with a decision for a moment as they continued to kiss. Matt had moved his still clothed body on top of my beautiful wife and I imagined that she could feel his manhood against her soft curvaceous body.
"We should stop," Carole panted as she tried to get control over herself and the situation. I knew I should say something to help her but I was beside myself with lust.
Matt climbed off my wife's near naked disheveled body and looked down at her with a playful smile on his handsome face. He pulled his shirt over his head revealing his broad, well defined chest. We had exchanged pictures over the previous month but they did not do him justice. He was tan and muscular with big pecs and perfect six pack abs.
Carole sighed softly and her eyes moved from me to Matt and back again as though she was silently pleading me to save her from herself.
Matt slowly ran his hand down his taught muscular torso to the buckle on his jeans. I could see a prominent bulge. And he briefly rubbed it before undoing his belt and the button atop his pants. He looked down at my wife and then smiled broadly. Carole looked up at him and then back at me. Her pretty brown eyes were glossy and her cheeks were flushed. She looked radiant but conflicted.
The sound of Matt's zipper echoed in my head as he unleashed his big hard cock. His pants and underwear fell to the floor as his huge cock sprung free and jutted straight out from his body. It was nearly 8 inches long and extremely thick with a bulbous, purple head and thick veins adorning the shaft.
"Do you still want me to stop?" He asked. He knew the answer and a smug grin spread across his face.
"Yes," Carole said meekly. Her eyes were transfixed onto his big throbbing dick and I suddenly felt insignificant and unnecessary as I watched her eyes hungrily devour his manhood.
Matt ignored Carole's words and moved between her legs. He knelt in front of her and pointed his giant dick toward her pussy as he looked into her glazed eyes.
