Labor Day weekend was the week before Ellen’s birthday. I’d played with Mona on Saturday night and Sunday morning, and Ellen had gotten together with Ron in a motel for some afternoon delight on that Monday when Ron and Nora were heading home from the weekend at the club. Ellen had told me she wanted to get together with them for lunch because she needed to talk things over with Ron from their previous weekend together, which had been a bit weird. I knew there would be sex involved somehow; Ellen admitted that they had never been together when they hadn’t fucked. As it happened, they met for lunch and, sensing their mutual urgency, Nora suggested they get a room at a nearby motel and she went shopping to give them space for a few hours.
I was working outside with the kids, doing yard work, when Ellen got home and insisted that I take a break and let the kids keep working. I headed inside, expecting to hear about Ellen’s sexcapades with Ron, only to find her hot for more fucking. I was definitely game, as I’d been a few weeks earlier when she wanted to fuck on the deck while the kids were out caring for our vacationing neighbors’ garden. That time, I was fucking her from behind as she bent over the railing when the kids came home early, announcing that the neighbors had returned. That brought a very abrupt end to our deck fuck, to our mutual frustration. And this time, I was just entering Ellen as she lay open to me on our bed when we heard the pitter patter of feet on the stairs; our older boy had come in to ask if he could take a break from the yard work. Through the closed locked door, I gruffly told him no, he had to go finish the job, and a short snippy argument ensued until I told him to go away because we were having sex! This did the trick and also brought a surprised smile to Ellen’s face. But the mood was broken and my enthusiasm flagged along with my erection. Our small, crowded home was just not conducive to good spontaneous sex.
So I was very keen for some Ellen-centered action when we headed down south to the club on the Friday night before Ellen’s birthday. We’d planned this in hopes of another gang-bang, but the club had changed its theme nights. This was going to be our first outing together since the disastrous Memorial Day weekend, and I was determined to make it fun. I was feeling strong and happy and fully on top of my game thanks to my time with Mona, and I looked forward to sharing that feeling with Ellen. I knew that Ron and Nora would be there, but decided not to let Ellen’s distraction with Ron get under my skin.
At Ellen’s suggestion, we’d gotten a room at a different motel that was further away from the club but had no history for either of us. I was okay with that, although I wondered if my time with Mona had soured the other place for Ellen. Anyway, we got changed and Ellen donned a very sexy school girl outfit (the theme for the evening) with no undies while I dressed as a teacher with white shirt and tie. She looked very hot and sexy, while I looked (but didn’t feel like) a bit of a dweeb.
Even though the gang bang night had been rescheduled to a week night (who the hell knows why!), I was keen to arrange a gang bang for Ellen. As soon as we walked into the club, I start recruiting. There was a hot looking black guy whom I knew Ellen would like, and a number of other likely candidates for a gang bang who I invited to fuck Ellen later in the fish bowl room. To my surprise, Ellen was red faced with embarrassment, but she embarrassed easily when not in the throes of passion, and I was on a mission to get her well and truly fucked, theme or no theme. The guys I talked to seemed interested—Ellen looked very fuckable, after all—but surprised that I was being so overt.
Soon, Ron and Nora arrived with Celeste in tow and greetings, introductions, hugs and kisses were traded, along with small talk, but I had plans and was horny for Ellen. We were upstairs leaning on the bar where I’d watched plenty of action before, and I wanted to get thing started. I began kissing Ellen and fingering her under her tiny skirt; she was receptive and already wet. Then I told Ellen to sit on the bar. I went down on her and licked her pussy as Ron moved behind the bar and, grabbing a towel for her to sit on, let Ellen lean against him. She twisted her head and they kissed passionately while Nora played with her tits and I licked and finger fucked her to an orgasm. At one point, I looked around and saw a lot of people watching, which is a huge turn on for me and I know for Ellen. This felt good in so many ways!
The hunger I saw in the eyes of a few men gave me an idea—pussy bar. Certain that Ellen would wave off anyone she didn’t want, I invited an older gentleman who had been watching avidly to have a taste of Ellen’s sweet nectar, and then checked to make sure Ellen was okay with this. He was happy to oblige and Ellen seemed content to go with it. He licked her and Ellen seemed to have a good time. Another heavy set man was next—he and his wife had greeted Ron and Nora before the action started and seemed to be familiar to Ellen, so I assumed she’d played with him before when I invited him to have a go between Ellen’s legs. He did so, but she soon called a halt and announced she needed a drink. I later learned that she wasn’t keen on him.
We gathered ourselves together and I fetched Ellen and me a drink, and with Ron and Nora, who had attached themselves to us, we all walked around and took in the growing crowd, looking down over the dance floor from above. Bent over the railing as she was, Ellen’s hot ass was all too inviting, and I was exploring freely with my hands, as was Ron. My cock was again ready for action as I recalled our interrupted time on our deck in the same position, so I unzipped and took Ellen from behind. Surprised, Ellen handed Nora her drink, but we somehow knocked into her and she dropped the glass, which shattered on the floor.While Nora and Ron helpfully picked up pieces of glass, Ellen urged me to go down and “get the lube” from the locker where we’d stashed our bag and Ellen’s purse, so that we could move to the fish bowl for more fun.
With lube in hand, we four headed into the fish bowl room that provided lots of people a good view of the bed, and we left the door and the window open for anyone wishing to join. A stocky bald man came into the room with us, and I continued to recruit while laying down the ground rules—men and women are welcome, men should be naked, hard, and wearing a condom. I sat near Ellen on the bed while the bald guy went down on her and finger-fucked her while Ron and Nora played together, then Ron took a turn with Ellen, finger-fucking her to G-spot orgasms while the bald guy played with Nora. To her surprise, he eventually blew his wad on her chest, which Nora wasn’t particularly thrilled about.
I’d recruited another guy watching through the window, whom I later learned was named Jake. He looked pretty hot—muscular and handsome with a British or Aussie accent; I couldn’t tell for the noise of the throbbing music. Jake quickly got naked and joined Nora, licking her and fucking her hard, to her evident pleasure, and then the guy switched over to Ellen and I made room for him, going over to play a bit with Nora. “Oh, you’re going to like him, Ellen,” Nora said as he plunged enthusiastically into Ellen. She did indeed!
Jake was hard bodied and very happy to play with us all. Ellen ran her hands over his muscular body and gripped his ass, pulling him harder into her and urging him on—she came again and again. Although I was playing with Nora, I was distracted by the action next to me and finally just sat back to watch, which Ron had been doing, too. Ellen’s pleasure was affecting Jake, and he finally let out a gasp and came loudly, which set Ellen off again. This was all watched by a tall young man named Rob, whom I’d talked to earlier, and who was keen for a turn with Ellen.
Dean, the first guy at our pussy bar earlier, had been watching the action. His wife told us later that eating Ellen had been the highlight of his night. He seemed keen to watch us in the fish bowl but also bit intimidated and he never came in to join the action. Since he was nearby, I asked him to bring us some water, as I knew Ellen would be parched. He did, and she sucked down the water greedily as Jake expressed his appreciation for the fun and got dressed.
After quenching her thirst, Ellen announced that she had to pee, and donning only a pair of shoes, walked off to the bathroom completely naked; this was a first, and amazed us all. When she returned, Rob eagerly dove between Ellen’s legs and licked her and fingered her. He donned a condom and thrust inside Ellen, and they bucked together avidly. At one point he twisted Ellen’s legs to one side and straddle one thigh, while her other leg wrapped around his waist and gripped him tightly. Soon they were both coming hard. After pulling out and as he got dressed, he called out in his slight southern twang, “Ma’am, I salute you!”
Well, that got us all laughing and we chatted and bantered while Ellen recovered. Rob then thanked me, which I thought was gracious but I told him he should really thank Ellen; she was the one who’d really shared herself. Well, the bald dude was back, interested in having a go with Ellen, and at the same time, Celeste showed up to join us. Ellen wasn’t interested in the bald guy nor in spending time around Celeste and Ron, so we all got dressed and headed down to the bar and buffet for refreshments.
I wandered around taking in the sights and looking for interesting couples that might be willing to engage with Ellen and me. I also noticed Ellen and Ron chatting, so I went over to join the conversation. Having already had a lovely time, and beginning to feel amorous again, I leaned in and tried to kiss Ellen, but she backed away and asked me what my intention was. I didn't really understand the question; I was totally into her that night, simple as that. But I got the message. I could tell Ellen and Ron wanted some time alone and, although I wasn’t keen on the idea, I suggested they go off together; they did.
I took the opportunity to troll around and look for couples to play with later, but without Ellen, I didn’t stand a chance. There were some cute younger couples in the orgy area behind the upstairs bar playing, and I noticed Rob was with them, too. They were fun to watch but just as I was thinking about asking to join, I could see the energy waning. I missed the opportunity as everyone cooled off and began to hunt for items of clothing. I didn’t see Celeste anywhere, but noticed that Nora was sitting at bar eating a plate of food. We traded small talk but I didn’t really have much to say, and I felt a weird energy from her—she was very focused on eating—so I moved on.
I leaned over the railing and watched the action on the dance floor. Another guy joined me and we chatted a bit, exchanging comments about the people we thought were hot. He was a volunteer staff member and therefore not available to play later, which I had asked him about, knowing Ellen hadn’t really gotten her gang bang. As we watched the dance floor, I kept noticing one enticing couple about Ellen’s age. They were both very attractive and having fun together, while the woman flirted with other sexy ladies. I decided to see if there was a chance to get to know them, and excused myself to head down to join the throngs of dancing bodies. The woman had pulled herself up into the cage to dance with another sexy lady while her husband looked on. I danced up to him, looking on appreciatively at his wife, and then asked they guy if she would mind me asking to touch, to which he replied with a knowing smile, "she'll cut you!" So much for getting to know them.
Well, if I wasn’t going to have success with couples, I thought, I’d look around for single women. At a table near the buffet was a young, intense looking woman who had watched us in the fish bowl earlier. I introduced myself and asked to join her, and she tentatively agreed. Amy, I learned, was a voyeur, and in her opinion thought that the same gender knows best how to please each other. I got the message—there wasn’t going to be any action for me here—but I also knew that Ellen wouldn’t agree with Amy’s contention and I said so. This peaked Amy’s interest and a lively conversation ensued. She wanted to know if my wife knew where I was and what I was doing, and I assured her that the hot woman she’d seen in the fish bowl was my wife, and she was with her favorite play partner at that very moment. I also told her that my favorite wasn't there. At some point she asked me if I was bisexual, and I told her that I'm open minded if the time and energy and person is right, but it hadn’t happened yet.
This turned out to be a prophetic conversation.
After trolling around again upstairs, Ellen and Ron eventually turned up. When I went to kiss Ellen she pulled away again and seemed a bit distant. Trying not to over-think, which I have a tendency to do, I shrug off a slight irritation and saw Jake come up to us. Celeste also came by, and Ron and she headed off, leaving the three of us to chat. Jake was obviously keen for another go, but Ellen whispered into my ear that he needed a shower—she has a highly sensitive nose and he’d worked up a sweat earlier. While Ellen was getting a drink of water, I told Jake that he should take advantage of the showers downstairs, since Ellen likes guys to be fresh. He got the message, and headed off for a shower while Ellen and I got some snacks.
Ellen seemed to be warming up to me again—we have a complicated chemistry but were both trying to keep it light and fun. Pretty soon, Jake turned up again as we’d wandered back upstairs to the same bar where the evening had started, and soon both Jake and I were getting Ellen not just warm, but hot. She was back up on the bar and we were taking turns kissing and sucking her tits and licking and fingering her pussy. Jake tentatively reached out and put a hand on my shoulder as I was going down on Ellen, and I sensed that he was testing the waters. I let it remain—it felt fine. When I suggested that we get a room, Jake and Ellen quickly agreed.
We found a room in the back of the first floor and I closed the door as we stripped down. I was hard and rearing to go, and soon I was inside Ellen fucking her hard while Jake sucked her tits and rubbed her clit, occasionally touching my cock lightly as it thrust in and out of Ellen’s juicy pussy. She came and came again, and Jake held us both tightly as we all explored this new threesome potential. Soon we switched places. Jake fucked Ellen to a series of body-wracking orgasms and I moved to her head and offered her my cock, which took hungrily into her mouth. I reached over and grasped Jake’s shoulder as he fucked my wife, and then he leaned down to kiss Ellen on her cock-filled mouth and, after checking if we were okay, opened his mouth and took my cock in. This felt interesting, with the prickle of his cheek hairs on my thigh, but also totally natural. Ellen was wide-eyed but still enthusiastic at this new turn of events. They took turns sucking my cock and licking my shaft and balls, and I thoroughly enjoyed the sensation and the sight of my wife and a hot muscular man giving me head while they fucked each other. A MFM fantasy come true, but with the added spice of some bi-action as well.
Ellen needed a breather, and after Jake had taken off the condom he’d used while fucking Ellen, and was still hard, I decided to return the favor. He was standing at the foot of the bed, and I’d moved around to to lick Ellen’s pussy again but decided to take the opportunity of his cock waving in my face, so I asked permission and then took his thick cock into my mouth. It tasted manly and felt firm and soft—interesting and pleasant. His hand was on my head, gently guiding me and he gave very slight thrusts of his hips. I didn’t suck for long, and I think Ellen took over sucking him me while Jake stooped down to kiss me in thanks. I again felt his five-o’clock shadow and tongue thrusting into my mouth, and I decided I wasn’t so keen on kissing a guy. I had been kissed by a gay friend many years before, but hadn’t really liked it then, either. Tim had a moustache that tickled and he had been trying to recruit me for months, but one night after he’d plied me with drinks and then surprised me with an aggressive kiss and plunging tongue, I pulled away and had to tell him that I simply wasn’t attracted to him. That took care of that situation. Jake, on the other hand, was an attractive man with a great energy and playful eyes, and I was totally at ease with him and with what we had just done.
Well, we had another round of fucking and sucking with Ellen at the center. It felt so good to fuck her and enjoy ourselves together after so many missed chances and off-evenings. I felt a level of connection to her that night that was as intense as anything we’d shared in a long time. We all had a lot of fun, and the energy we three had together was warm and easy and intimate. Jake came again as they fucked a last time. I wished I could have, too, but orgasm wasn’t going to happen for me that night even though I got very close again and again.
As we chilled out after our last bout, talking and getting to know Jake, I sensed a mounting urgency from Ellen to get out of the room. I could tell that the way this part of the evening had gone was beginning to sink in and she was very unsettled. So we got dressed and gave Jake hugs and kisses and a fond farewell. Ellen said she needed to pee and made a beeline around the club looking for Ron and Nora and the bathroom all at once. It was later than we’d realized and we were among the last members left in the club. As we got our things together from the locker, I could see that Ellen was distressed—Ron and Nora had already left.
We headed for the car in the garage across the street, and Ellen was very withdrawn. During the 20 minute drive across town to our motel, she barely talked to me, but texted furiously with Ron or Nora; I didn’t know which one, and Ellen didn’t tell me. I suddenly felt a wide gulf between us. I was driving, and might as well have been a taxi driver for all the warmth and attention Ellen gave me. I was getting more and more irritated as she texted and focused on her phone, but I kept my emotions at bay, figuring that anything I said would make the situation worse. I knew she shuts down when processing intense emotions, so I gave her space to connect with her friends even if it hurt to be ignored. It never occurred to Ellen that her distance could be interpreted by a less confident husband after his first bisexual experience as a judgmental rejection. But I was totally at ease with how things had gone with Jake.
The next day, we did process our experience to some degree. We agreed that it had been a lot of fun, but our perceptions of the evening and each other’s actions were not as harmonious as I had hoped, particularly in relation to her and Ron and me. It was the first time Ellen had experienced me as a self-confident and enthusiastic swinger. My assertiveness had taken her by surprise, apparently Ron and Nora, too, as I later learned. Our conversation the next morning left me in a muddle about the night and my role in our open relationship as well as Ellen’s expectations of me when Ron was around, but it was Ellen’s birthday and I wanted to keep things light and positive, so I pushed my uncertainty aside and focused on the fun we’d had. We both agreed that another opportunity to play together with Jake would be most welcome.