My wife and I are both bi, and we've always been open with each other about that fact. We'd agreed to be monogamous, however. We satisfied our "other urges" for the most part by 1) my going down on her regularly (her favorite position was me laying on my back on the bed with my head hanging off the side and her straddling my face while she held up my head so that my mouth and nose were buried firmly in her snatch) and 2) just as regularly, she'd fuck my ass with one of our dildos. Around half the time, she'd jack me off while she fucked me; other times I'd do it myself. I occasionally sucked on one of the dildos, but it really wasn't the same, although it did allow me to practice my deep throating (not sure why I did that; maybe I was hoping we'd open our marriage one day). We both also enjoy rimming and being rimmed, and often, after I'd pleasured her asshole with my tongue for a while, she'd want me to fuck her in the ass.

One day, after a very enjoyable "afternoon delight" session, she asked me if I had any sexual fantasies. I told her I did. In fact, had several.

She asked, "Well, what's the most outrageous?"

"I'd like to get gang banged."

"Really?" she said.

"Not only that," I replied. "I'd like you to watch and, um, cheer me on."

Fast forward several months. My wife tells me we're hosting a cocktail party on Friday for several of our neighbors. And so, come Friday evening around 7PM, the doorbell rings and our neighbors begin arriving. Over the next half hour or so, several couples arrive.

After about an hour or so of sipping on cocktails and exchanging small talk, my wife says, rather loudly, "Okay, who's ready for tonight's entertainment?" This is answered with several replies of "I am" or "we are" and some hesitant applause.

I ask her, "What entertainment?"

She tells me to go get naked -- that I am the entertainment.

"What?" I say.

She replies, "This is what you asked for, just do it."

So I retreat to the bedroom, take off my clothes and then reappear in the living room, with, I should add, a rather magnificent erection (well, okay, it was just six inches or so, but really firm). My entrance is greeted with a few giggles, a couple of gasps and a bit of muted applause. I noticed that our faux leather ottoman has been moved to middle of the room.

After a moment, I asked, "Ok, so now what?" My wife stood up, walked over behind me, then reached around me with her right hand and took a firm grasp of my dick.

"Well," she said, "I think maybe we should take care of this first."

And, after just four or five strokes (heck, maybe it was only two or three, I wasn't exactly counting), I groaned and began to ejaculate. I stood there shuddering and weak-kneed as five or six (I guess, again, I didn't actually count) jets of semen shot out of my dick and landed on the floor.

"Hmm," she said as I was still gasping after my very intense orgasm (if your wife has never jacked you off in front of half the neighborhood, you should try it).

"Hmm," she said again, looking at the puddle on the floor. "I think we're going to have to replace the carpet soon."

Then she announced, "Okay, folks, that was the opening act. I couldn't get him ready before you all got here, as that would have spoiled the surprise. Please make yourselves comfortable while I get him ready for the rest of the show." And, with that, she again grabbed my now somewhat softened cock and led me off down the hall to the bathroom.

Once there, I asked her, "How the fuck did you set this up? And, um, by the way, just what is going on here?"

As she took down the enema bag from the top of the linen closet, she began to explain. After I'd told her about my fantasy, she'd begun exploring how to make it happen during her chats with the other women in the neighborhood. Exactly how she broached the subject was never quite clear. I'm pretty sure she didn't open with "My husband is bi and wants me to watch him get gang banged."

During this time, she was filling the enema bag with warm water, and after it was full, she had me kneel on the floor with my ass in the air. She lubricated the enema nozzle, inserted it into my rectum and began filling my bowels with the warm water. As it flowed, she continued. Turns out that a couple of our neighbors are also bi and, in addition, have open marriages. They had been swinging with each other and other couples for years. They readily agreed to participate. Fortunately, they'd recently been tested and were free of STIs. But the others, after they realized what my wife was asking, were decidedly uncertain. They were straight, and their husbands most definitely so.

By this time, I was full with what had to be a gallon of warm water. And while the feeling was actually quite pleasant, the urge to expel it was becoming strong. After saying she really hoped I wasn't going to make a mess on the bathroom floor, my wife raised the toilet lid and I sat on the toilet. Now, if you've ever done this, you know that while most of the water gushes out almost immediately, you have to sit for a while for it all to drain out.

As I sat there, she continued, explaining that it had taken a while to convince the remaining wives that this was something they just might really enjoy watching, even though their man would be fucking someone else. The fact that they'd be fucking a man and not a woman was undoubtedly a factor in their eventually agreeing to the plan. I seriously doubt they would have agreed if it were my wife asking them for their husbands to fuck her. The other bi housewives also helped; their obvious eager anticipation of the event helped persuade the reluctant ladies.

At this point, she had me stand up, peered into the bowl, then flushed the toilet and said, "You're not quite ready yet."

So, once again, I knelt on the floor with my ass sticking up. While she refilled the enema bag with warm water, she told me that the husbands had rather readily signed on upon realizing that their wives were actually giving them a hall pass for a once-in-a-lifetime (or, at least, once-in-a-marriage) chance for a bit of extracurricular fucking around.

Unfortunately, it was me that was going to be on the receiving end of their dicks and not some voluptuous nubile young lass. But, hey, they were being offered an opportunity for the anal sex they rarely, if ever, got at home. Not only that, they'd be getting an "expert" blowjob as well.

Now I'm not at all sure how much of an expert I am, but I do like sucking dicks and having someone cum in my mouth, while perhaps some of their wives did not find the practice as enjoyable as I do. I've always found that a blowjob is much more pleasurable when the fellator actually enjoys what he or she is doing vs doing it only because they felt obliged to (perhaps because I'd just sucked them off).

The enema bag was now full, and she lubricated the nozzle again and stuck it in my ass. This time, though, she fucked me with it for a few strokes before releasing the clamp that held back the warm water, and I once again enjoyed the very pleasant feeling of my abdomen filling up with warm water. I noticed I was fully erect again, no doubt in anticipation of what was to come. This time, after expelling the enema and observing that the bowl was now clear, I was now ready for the fun and games my wife had arranged.

We flushed the toilet, and then she had me bend over with my hands on my knees. She took an anal lubricator out of the medicine cabinet, filled it with lube, inserted it into my butt and squirted a generous glob of lubricant up my ass. Then she grabbed my dick and led me back to the living room.

When we got there, the men were all naked and, um, ready. The bi wives were also nude, making out and fingering each other's pussy. Most of the other wives had disrobed down to their underwear, probably in anticipation of watching something that maybe, just maybe, would cause them to feel the urge to masturbate.

My wife instructed me to kneel down and bend over the ottoman, then produced a pair of bondage restraints (where the hell did those come from?) and tied my wrists to the legs of the ottoman. I told her that really wasn't necessary, as I wasn't about to go anywhere. Grinning, she told me she knew that, she just liked the idea of me being tied down while I got railed.

"Okay," she said, "who's first?"

"Now, while I don't want to embarrass anyone, I think it best if we proceed from smaller to larger, both for your pleasure as well as my husband's."

I didn't think anyone was going to be embarrassed. From the brief view I had of their dicks before bending over the ottoman, it seemed like everyone's cock was at least of average size and a couple of them were rather impressive.

After a few moments of the guys checking each other out, a couple of them came forward. One knelt in front of me, while the other knelt behind me and began lubing up his cock. The guy in front of me moved forward a bit, and I took his dick in my mouth and began sucking on it. Meanwhile, the guy behind me moved up and began to slowly insert his cock in my ass. That really felt great, and I began slurping on the cock in my mouth with real enthusiasm.

After a few moments, the guy behind me bottomed out, with his balls bumping my ass. Then he began to slowly fuck me. I guess the eroticism of the moment was a bit too much for all of us as, after just a couple of moments, the guy I was sucking off began to fill my mouth with cum. That set me off, and I came again, making another puddle on the floor. The contractions of my rectum as I orgasmed triggered the guy fucking my butt, and he filled my ass with his hot semen.

Oh, my god, this was really fucking awesome! I love my wife, and we have a great sex life, but I'd never done anything like this before. Would it be more accurate to say I'd never had anything like this done to me before? Whatever. I was having the time of my life, and we were just getting started. I cannot tell you how good it made me feel to know that my wife loved me enough to set this up. I really hoped she was enjoying the show even half as much as I'd just enjoyed my first spitroasting.

Although I was still gasping a bit from my second intense orgasm, I was really looking forward to what came next. I didn't have to wait long, as another guy knelt in front of me and presented me with his dick. I took him in my mouth as far as I could, although the position I was in didn't really allow for deep throating. I guess that was okay with him as he began thrusting enthusiastically in and out of my mouth. Meanwhile, another guy had lubed up his cock and was now inserting it into my ass.

I think it was a bit larger than the last one, and while that first one had felt really great, this one was even better. After a little while (I don't know how long; I'm sure you can understand that I wasn't really paying any attention to the clock), the guy I was blowing began to cum. And cum... and cum... and cum. Jeez, this guy was cumming like a fire hose.

I couldn't swallow it all, and a good bit of it ran out of the side of my mouth and down my chin. As soon as he removed himself from my mouth, the next guy eagerly stuck his dick in. A short time later, the dick massaging my rectum began to throb. Its owner groaned and thrust himself as deep into my ass as he could. I felt my insides being coated in another warm bath of semen. When he stopped cumming and pulled out of my ass, I felt semen oozing out of my asshole and running down my leg. While it didn't seem to me like either of the first two guys had injected me with a particularly copious amount of cum, it was already leaking out of my ass.

Over on the side of the room, several of the ladies had their hands in their panties and were vigorously rubbing their clits. The bi ladies had stopped playing with each other and were fingering themselves as they watched the show. My wife was now naked and had what I thought was a rather stunned look on her face as she somewhat languidly flicked her clit and rubbed the lips of her pussy. She later told me it was a combination of enjoying the show more than she'd anticipated and a bit of amazement at how much I was obviously enjoying it.

I think the next guy to kneel behind me was a bit "out of turn" because even with the lube my wife had injected earlier and two loads of cum, as he began to press his dick against my asshole, I had to stop sucking on the cock in my mouth and tell him, "Dude, stop, you're going to have to put some more lube on that thing." He complied with my request, squirted a glob on my asshole, pushed it in with his finger and applied some to his pole. He then renewed his assault on my asshole.

As he pushed in, there was a bit of discomfort. Although he wasn't as big as some of the dildos my wife used on me, it had been a while since my asshole had been stretched that much. But with the extra lube, he slid in rather smoothly. Then he was past my anal ring and continued to press forward, really filling me up with his substantial schlong. He reached maximum depth, and I could feel his groin pressed against my ass cheeks. He paused for a few moments so I could get used to his size. It was a really nice stretch of my asshole.

Then he fucked me with a couple of long slow strokes, and I came again. It was my third orgasm of the evening, and it was still early. As I was cumming, he kept fucking me with long, slow strokes. Damn. It was intense! I wasn't able to actively pleasure the guy in front of me very much at the moment, I just kind of held my mouth open, tried to keep my teeth covered and let him fuck my mouth. Then I had to pull off for a moment while I gasped for air. Although it was my third orgasm of the evening, it felt no less intense than the first two. If this kept up, I was going to be really exhausted by the end of the evening.

"I want to turn over!", I said.

Wifey came over, released my bonds, and I turned over on my back with my head hanging down over the edge of the ottoman. The big dick that had been fucking me put my legs up on his shoulders and smoothly reinserted himself into my ass. My wife straddled my face and pulled my head up so I could lick her clit for a bit. Then she saw someone with a rather long and not too thick dick approaching and figured I'd probably enjoy sucking on it, so she got off my face and, with a wave of her hand, invited him to take her place.

He knelt in front of me and offered me his cock. I opened my mouth and licked his glans a bit, encouraging him to proceed. He did, slowly, inch by inch -- allowing me to thoroughly lube up his dick with spittle before he went any further. Before too long, his balls were touching my nose and he was fully inserted. He began to slowly throat fuck me while big dick was still pleasuring my ass and prostate. A hand began to jack me off. Given my current position, I could not possibly see who it was, but I was pretty sure it was the wife.

And so it continued, until everyone had a turn. At my ass, anyway. I'm not really sure if I sucked them all off. The "big guy" that had stretched my asshole so nicely had cleaned himself up and presented his dick for me to suck. It was too big for me to deep throat, but I slathered my tongue around his dick until he rewarded me with a mouthful of cum. He was one of several that moaned loudly as they shot their loads down my throat. I also remember one guy cumming really hard when he fucked me; I could really feel him blasting my gut as he ejaculated in my ass. It might have gone 10 feet or more if he'd just been jacking off.

In my mind, the highlight of the evening was one of the fat cocks plowing me with my legs up on his shoulders, a long thinner one sliding down my throat while my wife rode my dick. I don't think I've ever cum so hard. I think I actually blacked out for a couple of seconds. When I came to, though, the two guys using my holes were still enjoying themselves and wifey was getting off at just that moment. And it wasn't too much longer before another load shot up my ass and yet another down my throat.

By the time the evening was over, I'm pretty sure I had more than 10 loads in my ass. I have no idea how many loads I'd swallowed. Hopefully, they had all had an opportunity to sample my oral abilities. Most (all?) of the guys apparently decided that fucking ass felt pretty damned good, even if it was a guy's ass and so they opted for a second round -- and I think a couple of them "went in" for a third. My ass was leaking rather copious amounts of semen on the floor, but I really didn't care. I was exhausted, but I had this feeling of, I'd guess you'd call it, satiation. I don't know how many times I'd cum, but my dick felt almost numb, although it really had not had much "direct action" -- maybe it was more that my nuts were thoroughly drained. I was pretty sure there wasn't another orgasm left in me. At least, not for tonight.

Now that we've all, ah, gotten to know each other, I'm hoping we can have some more fun and games in the not too distant future.

But we're definitely going to have to replace that carpet.