After our dinner with my boss Steve and his husband Ray, something between my husband Chucky and I changed. He would barely touch me before the dinner that changed everything. After he fucked my boss, I can’t get him off of me. He’s turned into a real horn dog. Not that I mind. I love it when my husband gives me his love.
It had been several weeks since Ray and I had our fisting encounter at a local motel. Although I was getting dick on the regular, my husband just isn’t into it, but it was something I desperately craved.
After what happened at the dinner party, I didn’t want to hide anything from my husband anymore. I decided I was going to tell him after work.
Speaking of work, any concerns I had about it being awkward after my husband fucked my boss in their sling was alleviated. Things were as usual, never once did Steve comment about the dinner party, or my husband, keeping things 100% professional.
I’m usually home before my husband and I’m the one who usually prepares dinner. It was strange to hear Chucky messing around in the kitchen.
“Hello honey, I’m home.”, I said.
“I’m in the kitchen, babe.”
The kitchen was a mess.
“Ummm, sweetheart, what are you doing in my kitchen?”
“I wanted to surprise you with dinner. You always make dinner.”
“You wanted to surprise me? Well, yes, this is some surprise. How about you let me take over from here, ok?”
“Yes, you’re probably right. The kitchen is not my strong suit, is it?”
“I’m sorry, honey, no, but I still love you. Maybe you can tell me what’s really going on? We’ve been together twenty years and never once have you done anything like this? What is it?”
“Ok, let’s talk. Can I pour us some wine first?”
“Sure.”
Chucky opened a bottle of Disciples red and decanted it after pouring us two glasses.
After the first sip, I was eager to know what was going on, and I concluded that tonight would likely not be the best time to say anything about me getting fisted by anyone else.
“Babe, are you ok? Are you sick?”, I asked.
“No, no it’s not anything like that. I’m just gonna come right out and say it. I really enjoyed fucking your boss last week. I want to do it again. You’re right, there’s something to be said for variety when it comes to sex. I love you, I love making love to you, but I want to fuck him. You know what I mean, babe?”
“Yes, I do. I get it. Funny thing is that I was gonna tell you tonight that I wanted to get fisted again, but you beat me to it.”
“Did you want Ray to do it?”
“I mean, I wouldn’t say no, but are you ok with that?”
“Yeah, at least I’ll know who you’re fooling around with, and so would you.”
“So are you saying you want to do a couple swap?”
“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying. One night where we both get to have some fun.”
“How do I bring this up to Steve?”
“I’m sure you’ll think of something. You’re a smart guy.”
I salvaged our chicken dinner and all throughout our meal, Chucky looked at me like he wanted to devour me. I barely cleared the table when I was bent over and stuffed from behind. Chucky needed a cum receptacle, and I was more than happy to serve as his. Chucky said he’d been thinking about sex all day and couldn’t wait to get in my ass.
Now that I had Chucky’s blessing to coordinate this rendezvous, I had more confidence to ask my boss if he and Ray would be into it.
I knocked on his door on my way back from the coffee station the very next morning.
“Hey boss, got a minute?”
“Sure, everything alright, Richie?”
“Yes, you mind if I close the door?”
“No, what’s going on?”
“Well, I wanted to propose something to you. Please don’t feel obligated to what I’m about to ask you. Chucky and I were wondering if you and Ray would consider swapping out some time? He really did enjoy you that night and wants to do it again.”
“Richie, I was purposely not saying anything about what happened at my house last week since I’m your boss and I didn’t want to make things weird between us. However, since you brought it up, Ray and I hoped that you two would be interested in doing that, and I’m glad you’re the one to bring it up first.”
“Awesome. So when do want to do this?”
“Let me check with Ray, but maybe Saturday night? Maybe you can come to our place and I’ll go to yours?”
“We’ll work out the details. Do you think it would better if we played in separated houses?”, I asked.
“I don’t think Ray cares, but check with Chucky. He might like it if you’re in the next room with my husband,”
“Ok, thank you, Steve.”
“Hey, don’t forget I need that report from you today. I’m still your boss you know.”
“Yes, yes, I know I’ll work on it now.”
Later that evening I shared the good news with Chucky. He seemed excited that we were both going to do this. He said it didn’t matter to him if we played in the same house or separate houses.
The next day, I told Steve Saturday would work and he said we should come to his place because they have not only a sling, but a fuck bench, too.
The week went by pretty quickly because things at work were busy and Saturday was the day we’d all been waiting for. Of course I prepped for deep fisting using our shower shot. I decided to wear my red neoprene singlet with black piping and matching red socks. The singlet was assless making for easy access. Chucky said I looked pretty hot in it.
Chucky drove us to my boss’s house since I’d taken a gummy to relax and loosen up.
When we arrived, Ray was shirtless already, exposing his powerful tight chest. His pec had a colorful dragon tattoo. He was wearing a codpiece and leather chaps. My boss was wearing nothing but a blue and red PUMP! jockstrap. I’d never seen him undressed before and I could see why my husband wanted to fuck him again. He had a very fit and tight body for a man of his age, completely hairless except the hair in his head and under his pits from what I could tell.
Chucky and I were in our street clothes but once the door closed, the couples had swapped. Ray and I were kissing and right next us so were Steve and Chucky.
“Why don’t you two get comfortable”, Ray suggested.
I removed my clothes and Ray whistled at me.
“Damn Richie, you’re looking good tonight.”
“Thank you, as are you.”
Chucky only removed his shirt, he seemed a bit uncomfortable getting naked at this point, but being the least fit of the four of us, I could see why he might feel intimidated. Let’s be clear though, he may lack in fitness, but my husband has one of the biggest cocks I’ve ever seen and knows how to use it.
“Hey, do you guys smoke?”, Steve asked.
“Weed?”, Chucky asked.
“Yeah. I have a pen if you’d like some. Might help you to relax.”
“Yeah, ok. It’s not like I have to drive home tonight, right?”, Chucky said.
“Chucky, please just do a little. You dint usually smoke and that one is very potent.”, I insisted.
“I’ll be fine, Richie. I don’t think we’re going home tonight.
“No, I sure hope not.”, Steve chuckled.
We each took a turn with the pen and since I’d already had the gummy, I was spinning out and very horny, which meant I was very anxious to get started.
“Richie, why don’t you and I make use of the sling while the boys head downstairs to the fuck bench. We can always swap later for round two, hehe.”
“Yeah, great, I said.”
I kissed my husband and thanked him for being so great. I also told him to have fun tonight. It was probably the pot making me seem a little pathetic.
Ray escorted me to a sex room upstairs where the main feature was the sling. On shelves were butt toys and other gadgets.
“I made a fresh batch of x-lube for us.”
Ray produced a huge vat of it in a pail.
“I have some fresh poppers for you if you like?”, he said.
“Oh, cool, that would be great.”
Ray had a silver bottle of Iron Fist which he placed in my hand.
“Let’s see, what else do I need to do before we get started? Oh, I know, let me lay out some pads”
Ray put one at the edge of the sling and at the foot of the sling.
“Do you want to try any of my toys or just jump right in.”
“I think I’m ready to swallow your whole hand right now, Ray. Let’s get going.”
“That sounds good to me. Let me help you into the sling.”
“I thought you’d never ask.”
I mounted the sling and Ray helped put my ankles through the stirrups at each side. Once I was perfectly positioned, I was ready to surrender my hold over to him.
Ray coated his hand with plenty of lube and started poking around in my hole with a couple of fingers, gently entering me and using his fingers to stretch the inside perimeter.
Two fingers became three, and sloshy three became four. It was feeling glorious, Ray’s soft but meaty hand was now swirling around like a corkscrew and I knew we were getting close.
I had been lying back, eyes closed, hands behind my head, luxuriating in the sensations of having my hole played with. Once I knew we were seconds away from entry, that’s when I opened the silver bottle and took the first deep hit.
I’d forgotten just how powerful IronFist can be, along with the pot, I was floating and Ray sensed I was ready, and smoothly passed through my ring, his hand easily sucked inside.
“Ohhhh yeessss”, I hissed. It was glorious.
I looked into Ray’s gorgeous eyes as he slowly rolled his hand and wrist, ever so carefully using those three front fingers to crawl deeper inside my body.
The thump of the music Ray had going sent me into another dimension, my body was so relaxed, my mind erased, feeling only the sensations of Ray’s forearm half way up my butt.
I nodded my head, encouraging Ray to take it deeper. I love to start with depth play before stretching, and ultimately some good cunt punching, but we were far from that .
Another hit off the bottle, and my butt hole was chasing Ray’s forearm, I pushed myself down further to the widest point.
Once again, I relaxed into the sling, loosening my muscles and allowing for Ray to finish the job, pushing past the elbow. I knew I was ready for deep fisting but didn’t expect to be this far within an hour. I was impressed with myself.
“Ohhhh God, Ray! That’s so good! Ohhhh yeah!!!”
“I’m going to pull out, ok?”, after a minute or so.
“Uh huh”, I could barely speak now.
Ray pulled his arm and I felt so empty. Ray applied more live, this time using his other hand. I was loose enough for him to push through easily, and it didn’t take long before I was feeling an entire forearm twisting around inside me. Ray was an expert, reading my body well, never going to fast, and at just the right pace to make my entire body sing.
Another hit took us past the elbow again.
“Deeper?”, he asked.
“Yes, oh yes please!”, I begged.
Next hit earned me an unflexed bicep. When Ray did flex that muscle I could feel my hole stretching along with it. I was on the moon. Ray maneuvered his body so that his arm was parallel with my ass, and another hit too is to his shoulder…max depth had been achieved.
Instead of pulling out, Ray spun his body around so his arm was rotating inside of me, getting me even more loosened up.
I felt like my body had lifted from reality and I was floating on air. My body tingled, the endorphins were flying.
Ray pulled his bicep out and pushed back inside, slowly working towards a deep, deep, punch out that had me pissing through my singlet.
Ray and I decided a break was in order and we drank lots of water and cooled down.
“That was incredible, Richie. I’ve never gone that deep in anyone before.”
“Thanks, you have no idea how that felt. Fucking amazing.”
“You want another hit off the pen?
“Yeah, thanks.”
I knew we’d be getting to both fists and any chemical help I could get, I was going to take.
“You ready for round two?”
“Yeah, let’s do it.”
I was still in the sling, my hole was still very moist and sloppy.
Ray applied more lube to both his hands. One closed fist entered cleanly. I pulled my legs back, spreading my hole out more, willing Ray to give me more. As much as I love depth, what really gets me going is width.
Ray held up his second hand to show me and had a maniacal look in his eyes. I took a series of deep hits and felt some fingers pry at the edges of my loose pig hole and push inside. Four fingers wedged and Ray slowly twisted them around his closed fist.
I made sure to focus on my breathing. A rookie mistake is to tense up in a moment like this, but the trick is to ride the wave of ecstasy and relax as much as possible. A loose hole is capable of swallowing a traffic cone if you train it to.
I fell back into the sling, my eyes again closed, my body slack, I could actually feel Ray’s thumb sneak inside.
“Ohhhhhh yeeessss”, I cried.
Ray had succeeded in giving me his double. I thought I was in heaven when Ray slowly churned them inside me, boring up deeper until both wrists had claimed several inches of real estate inside me.
“Take a hit”
I did, and that’s when Ray left the bottom fist inside me while slowly punching me out with the upper fist.
I think I snorted it was fucking brilliant. Ray switched off now pinching with the lower fist, and after a third hit in the series, I was taking hard double pinches past the wrist and I had my first assgasm of the night. Cum mixed in with the piss stained my singlet.
Second round of hard double punches really winded me and Ray. We were both hot and sweaty and needed a cool down. We left the sling room and headed down to the kitchen to get some ice water.
Chucky and Steve were there, too, naked. Chucky’s third leg hung over his balls. He was sitting on a towel on one of the kitchen stools.
“How you two doing?”, Stevie asked.
“Incredible!”, I said.
“I can tell. You might want to take off that singlet, lol”, Steve said.
I was trying to read Chucky. I needed to know that he was good.
I shucked the singlet and sat in my husband’s lap.
“Honey, are you good?”
“Oh yeah, are you kidding me? This is great. I’m really having fun.”
Chucky then kissed me deeply in front of my boss and his husband. Chucky was never one for public displays of affection, so this was new and different,
I broke the kiss.
“I’m so glad, babe”, I said.
“Your husband is quite the stallion, Richie. You’re a lucky man.”
“Yes, I know. And yours is so gifted in more ways than you know. He’s like an orchestra conductor, timing everything perfectly.”
Ray beamed, showing off his pearly whites.
“You make it easy. Your ass is insatiable.”
“Who’s ready for more? Shall we head upstairs, Chucky?”
“Sure. Sounds good to me.”
“I’m sure you two will enjoy the bench as much as we did, hehe”, Steve said.
“Shall we?”, Ray asked.
After the brief check in we once again went out separate ways and Ray and I retreated downstairs.
It was a very nice carpeted room with black painted walls and low lighting. The same music pumped through speakers. There were more toys and such on shelves.
Ray helped me mount the fuck bench and shackled my ankles.
I could immediately tell this fuck bench was secured into the flooring because it didn’t budge.
We decided against securing my wrists so I could access the poppers when needed.
Ray and I had a few quiet moments to get us back into the right headspace, and soon we were right where we left off.
Ray sat in a stool behind me and buried a fist in my hole.
I took a hit and begged him to punch me out.
“Punch me! Blow out my hole, please!”
Ray did just that, pulling his fist out and back inside. I felt my pussy lips swelling and opening. Faster, harder, ever so deeper, I closed my eyes and colorful bursts of clouds formed under my eyelids.
Then Ray started punching one fist and then the other. One two, one two, one two…my cunt hole became his boxing bag, and another one handed complete blowout which had me creaming myself.
“More hits, let’s open this pussy up!”
Ray was in the middle of doubling me when the door opened and Steve and Chucky were there.
“Holy fuck! Look at that!”, Chucky said.
“I had no idea you were capable of that, Richie. Both fucking hands! Wow!”
I was too far gone to process the reality that my husband was watching me take two fists at the same time.
“Why don’t you feed him your cock, Chucky?”, Steve said.
“Steve, I don’t think I can get it up after unloading inside you five times tonight. What about you? You got it in you?”
“Hell yeah. Don’t worry, Richie, this won’t affect your performance review.”
I heard the words, but I was drooling and babbling, Ray was coring my insides out. Steve put his cock between my lips and head the back of my head and his seven inch cock hardened in my mouth.
I couldn’t maneuver to see where Chucky was standing, but I knew he was there watching me, his husband, getting both his holes used.
Ray and Steve worked in a good rhythm to maximize pleasure. It could have been five minutes or an hour, I’d lost track of time, but I was fed a mouthful of cum. Seconds later I felt jizz splatter all over my back. After that Ray pulled one fist out and replaced it with his cock, pumping until I was seeded.
That was wild as fuck! Cum was flying everywhere.
Ray undid the ankle shackles and I flipped over.
Steve took my hard dick I to his mouth and Chucky started twisting my nipples knowing they are hard wired and I returned the favor by flooding my boss’s throat.
The four of us were spent. I was a mess.
We each took turns in the shower.
I thought we were going to go to sleep, but I was wrong.
We took another two rounds off the pot pen and Steve said, “I have an idea.”
“What’s that?”, Chucky said.
“How about I have some fun with Richie and the two of you can get more acquainted.”
“ I’d like that”, Ray said.
I can’t speak for what the two tops got up to, but Richie and I did some 69ing, then he pulled out a nice sized double ended dildo. We ride it butt to butt in all fours, then on our backs while both of us jerked ourselves to wild finishes.
Another shower to clean off, and we were so exhausted we climbed I to Steve’s bed.
When I woke up, I saw Chucky and Ray sleeping back to back in the spare bedroom. I couldn’t wait to hear what they got up to.
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