This story begins in 1968 and relates how Jayne my first wife lost her innocence about sex and it's many ways to offer pure pleasure. She was a virgin when we met and had only had sex with me when we married one week after her 18th birthday, I was 22yrs old at this time. Jayne then was 5'6" tall with long auburn hair, large brown eyes and full lips, very attractive without being beautiful in the classic sense, but she had plenty of guys chasing her.
Mainly because she was very busty, 38c to be precise with a small waist and great legs, she looked very fuckable when she wore tight jeans or a mini skirt, which of course at the time in the mid sixties would be very short, just below pussy height was the current trend. Us boys would often get a flash of knickers when girls sat down, or the wind caught the skirts, as most of them were pleated and tended to lift in the wind. All in she was a very pretty, sexy girl with big tits, what more could a man ask for??
After our wedding everything went along nicely, we had a nearly new two bedroom house, nicely furnished with a small garden. We were both working, had no other commitments, so no financial worries and no children to look after, we could do what we wanted. At the time of this story we had been married about 6 months, so she was only just halfway through her 18th year.
Jayne had quickly found out she loved sex and would often have multiple orgasms so long as I could keep up with her. She quickly learned how to give blow jobs and loved having her tit's and pussy played with. She would often orgasm just from me playing with her tits and nipples alone without ever touching her pussy. She loved me to use my mouth and tongue on her highly sensitive clit. So even our sex life was good. I was more experienced than her but she was catching up fast.
Like all young couples we still went out with our groups of friends to clubs and parties. It was at one of the parties that Jane experienced her first time with another cock other than mine.
The party was being held at the home of some friends of ours, they had a big house and always converted their dining room with its wooden floor into a dance area by pushing the table against one wall. There was also a large front lounge set out with comfy armchairs and a large twin sofa corner unit in the corner facing the doorway. They also had five bedrooms, the only room out of bounds being their own bedroom. Most of the crowd there were in the 24 to 35yr age range, so Jayne was easily the youngest girl at the house and probably the least experienced sexually by a long way. I was very aware that a lot of the couples there had in the past swapped partners on a regular basis and had indulged in various group activities. In fact they were quite open about the whole thing and often hinted at what occurred between them all. After all this was the period of the swinging sixties with its sexual openness and experimentation.
We went because they always held great parties, they never expected us to play and there were other couples like us you didn't take part in the activities. We usually left well before the real action started, I wasn't sure of what Jayne's reaction would be if she was approached to participate, and we had never discussed if we would join in if asked.
The party had been underway for a couple of hours and we had been doing our usual thing, mingling with the others both together and on our own. As normal we had both danced together and with other people, the hostess Sue having a good feel of my cock during a couple of slow numbers, wanking me by grabbing it through my jeans and at one point even getting her hand inside my zip for a more intimate feel, I could feel her fingers running around the head before the number finished. I had to go to the bathroom to re-adjust my clothes afterwards.
I was well aware that Jayne when dancing with some of the guys had often had her ass fondled and occasionally her tits through her top. She never told me about it, but I had noticed at parties when she was dancing and I was chatting. So far as I was concerned it was all just part of the heavy flirting that occurred during a lot of parties and was no problem.
After I left the bathroom and had returned to the dining room Jayne was not there so I wandered into the kitchen to find her, she wasn't there either. It was a warm night and the back door into the rear garden was open, their garden is quite large and enclosed by a high evergreen hedge with a high wall along one side. It had a nice lawn and a garage plus a big shed they kept tools and barbecue stuff in.
I went out to the garden as sometimes people would come out and sit on the patio chairs to take a breather and have some fresh air. I couldn't see anyone and was standing about 5 steps away from the house just outside of the light from the door when I heard a feminine gasp and some mumbling coming from the area against the side wall. Thinking the obvious that someone was having sex against the wall, not an unusual occurrence by the way, I walked quietly across the grass to stand under a small tree where I could see who it was. They were standing against the wall between the garage and the shed, basically hidden except that a street light the other side of the hedge behind me was throwing light into the area.