It was August, nine or ten years ago, and our kids had just left for a two-week summer camp. Given that my wife and I had agreed to exit the hotwife and cuckold lifestyle at the end of the year, we looked at this period as empty nesters, as an opportunity to indulge in some of our deepest fantasies.

Anne had informed me that she had a few interesting dates scheduled during our brief break from the kids, and the first was on a Tuesday night, day 3 of camp. And unlike most previous dates, we did not need to hide anything or hide from anyone, so Anne had invited Alex to come over to our house after work. He was aware of a planned threesome, and Anne had made me aware that anal might be on the menu. I had suggested that they allow me to do some photography while they went at it, and Anne informed me that there had been no objection on Alex's part, other than that we adhere to the role Anne and I already had in place. Meaning, nothing goes to any public device, and faces are avoided or edited out immediately.

That Tuesday morning on my way to work, I asked Anne when she was expecting Alex, and when I should come home.

She responded, "Oh, around five or five-thirty. Alex said he'd try to cook a proper Greek dinner for us, although I suspect that could end up not happening."

I said, "Mmm-hmmm. You guys doing butt stuff wouldn't have anything to do with that, would it?"

Anne laughed and said, "Maybe - but, uh, we enjoy some other kinky stuff that we may also bring you in on. If you're good!"

I feigned shock and said, "Please tell me, please?"

Anne shook her head and said, "Nope - I'll let you know what else might be on the menu once he's here. It will be fun, and I'll make sure we ALL have a great time tonight."

And with that, we were both off to work.

Later that afternoon, I left work a little early, and in an excited mood. I was eager to see Anne before her younger, Greek-American lover came over for a hot threesome and dinner. My drive home was typically about forty-five minutes, so I decided that I would call Anne as I walked to my car to let her know. Anne picked up after a couple of rings, and I could tell immediately that something was a little unusual.

"Huh-hello?" she stammered.

I could hear her panting or breathing heavily.

"Have you gone for a run?" I asked.

"N-no. No babe," she said unsteadily.

While I tried to figure out what she might be doing, I heard Anne emit a yelp and a short squeal. There was also a lot of background noise, and I immediately had a good idea as to what was happening.

"Shit baby," I said, "Is he fucking you? Is Alex already there?"

Anne grunted out, "Yeah. Ohhh fuck, he's in me, baby. Hurry home!"

"I am!" I said.

"Good, and don't worry, the night's still young," Anne replied and clicked off.

I was stunned, and it was not even nighttime yet. I was also turned on, and determined to get home to get in on the action, but at the same time, I was a little shocked that my wife would so brazenly just fuck her boyfriend, in our house, in the afternoon. At the same time, I knew that Alex was an attractive guy, and I wondered if maybe he had shown up early and seduced Anne. As a husband of a hotwife, I had learned it did not take much to get my wife to disrobe and hop up and down on a nice long cock. And Alex certainly had a nice long cock, at least according to my wife.

As I drove, I reminded myself that I had a clandestine date set up with Samantha during the upcoming weekend. I always felt more confident in my manhood and in allowing my wife to play, when I was also getting the opportunity to be the bull for someone else's wife. It was not easy to drive with an erection, at least not in my car, and I cursed myself for being unable to think of anything non-sexual.

When I finally arrived home, I rushed in the front door, hoping to catch my wife and Alex still going at it, but alas, they had clearly finished and retreated to the kitchen. My wife was wearing some casual short shorts and a tank top, while Alex had partially redressed himself in his work attire, which he must have worn over. Anne set the kitchen table smiling at Alex, as he prepared to cook us a real Greek dinner.

Anne and Alex both greeted me with a "Hey" as I entered the kitchen, which I returned. I let Anne know that I was going to change into something more comfortable, and ran upstairs. As I entered our bedroom, I looked for signs of sex, but could not find any. I wondered if they had been fucking in the kitchen when I had called. After changing, I ran back downstairs and walked over to Anne, who was still sitting at the table. She led me aside and indicated to me that we could let Alex continue his cooking while we talked.

"He knows you called," Anne said.

"Oh God," I said. "He was fine with it though?" I asked.

Anne replied, "Yep. And we had a blast. But here's the thing. He was kind of, um, in my butt when you called. And he kind of came, like right after. Anyway, I don't know if we can give you that kind of show 'cause I'm a little sore back there. But...we might do something else, something that's extra fun!"

"I'm down either way," I said.

"Good, and I think you'll end up very satisfied tonight," Anne said and then kissed me.

At this point, we both returned to the kitchen, where Alex greeted us and indicated that dinner was just about ready. Anne and I helped set the table, and in a couple of minutes, the three of us sat down and enjoyed a nice Souvlaki, with white wine. After we had eaten, we engaged in some light small talk that eventually drifted into deeper and deeper sexual innuendo, until we were all feeling a bit aroused.

It was very clear to me that Alex was going to fuck my wife again, and this time I was going to get to watch and take some pictures. As we prepared to start cleaning, Anne instructed us to leave the plates and pots for later, and got up, giving each of us a seductive glance. She then turned towards the stairs and made a bit of a show of going upstairs to the bedroom.

Anne paused on the stairs and said, "What are you boys waiting for - time for dessert!"

Anne was always playful when it came to sex, but this was a little different, and it both surprised me and turned me on. When Alex and I reached our bedroom, Anne was already mostly nude, and crawling onto the bed. Alex and I began to undress immediately, belt and pants flying from him, while I simply slipped out of my shorts and T-shirt. His semi-erect dong was already longer than mine at full erection, but his cock was also a little slimmer than mine.

Anne had motioned him up onto the bed, and I watched as she lay on her back, Alex crawling between her legs. She adjusted herself, slightly sitting up to take his cock in her mouth. I was also naked and climbing onto the bed, but Anne now looked occupied. Sensing my confusion, Anne ran a hand over her mostly shaved cunt, and I got the message. I assumed the position with my face between her legs and began servicing her, while she serviced Alex. I could smell the scent of earlier sex from my wife's pussy and asshole, and that, combined with the sucking noises as she blew Alex, made for a very hot moment. I positioned myself so that I could stroke my hard cock from the side while continuing to lick Anne's pussy closer and closer to orgasm.

Anne's wetness and muffled groans told me she would be cumming soon, and before long, she began to buck her hips and grabbed the back of my head in ecstasy. She even let Alex's cock slip out of her mouth long enough to let out a cry. As her orgasm subsided, she gently pushed on my head, signaling it was time to move on to other things. I had hoped my cock might be up next, but instead, she pulled Alex on top of her, and he entered easily and began thrusting with vigor. Anne was again moaning in pleasure, and I was back to stroking my cock, and waiting my turn.

And then came the moment of truth. Alex seemed like he was ready to cum, but then he pulled out of my wife's pussy and knelt over her with his erect cock pointing slightly up and pulsing ever so slightly, up and down.

He pulled Ann up off of the bed and said, "Come on - you know what time it is. We're going to give hubby the show we talked about now!"

And with that, they were both off, down the hallway to the master bathroom. I followed them, cock and smartphone in hand, and as I entered, I saw my wife kneeling naked in the tub. Alex was standing in front of her holding his cock, which was still glistening with her juices. In a second, Alex began pissing out of his erect cock, onto Anne's tits, belly, and pussy. I could not believe my eyes - this was really happening. It was so hot, I nearly came in my hand.

It only got hotter, as I watched Alex direct his still pissing cock up to piss in my wife's hair, only for him to stop. He stood there holding his pee. I started to approach and asked Anne if she was ok. She looked at me and smiled and said, "Oh yeah - this is the tough part. I want it, but I need to get psyched up."

I did not realize what she meant at first, but then I understood, as Alex began talking dirty to her, in a loud voice. This was clearly something that they had done before, as part of their own role-playing adventure. Alex looked at me, and I got in on it.

I said, "Yeah babe - show us how much of a little whore you are. Open that mouth and swallow his piss. Do it!"

And with that, Anne opened her mouth, and Alex released his stream, piss arcing majestically from his now softening cock, to Anne's mouth. Remembering my phone camera, I managed to capture a three-second video of Alex's piss stream out of his cock, and onto my wife's neck and breasts.

Meanwhile, Anne took a swallow as Alex's stream arced back up, and then gagged and spit the rest down her front, as Alex finally exhausted his stream of piss. Immediately he thrust his semi-hard cock in Anne's face and she dutifully began sucking once again. I was once again on the verge of coming, watching my wife's piss-soaked face as she sucked Alex's cock.

Alex looked at me again, and I moved in and grabbed my wife's wet head and hair, and began holding and pushing her face onto his cock. Alex was about to cum at that point and pulled his cock out of my wife's mouth, just as I let go of her head to let her take a big breath. Alex motioned for my wife to stand up and get out of the tub. He positioned her so that she had one leg up on the tub, with her ass facing him. He was jerking his cock wildly while trying to mount my wife from behind in this position. Just as he entered Anne's pussy, he let out a grunt and a sigh, and Anne and I both realized that he was already cumming.

I was once again quick on the draw with my phone and awkwardly tried to position it at an angle facing up from below my wife's coochie. Once again I got about three seconds of video, which was not bad for the technology at the time, although I was not sure what I had captured.

Alex continued to moan and backed away from my wife, who was looking over her shoulder and laughing. I approached her from the same position and watched as Alex's cum dripped out of her pussy onto the tiled floor. It was easy to shove my shorter, but fatter cock into Anne's cunt, as Alex's load was the perfect lube. I pumped away with vigor, and started the dirty talk once again, while Alex wandered back to the bedroom to get dressed.

"You like getting pissed on and then cummed in?" I yelled.

Anne responded, "Oh yeah, and then I want my husband to punish me."

I grunted as I approached orgasm, and said, "Oh God baby - I never thought it would be so hot, but that golden shower. Holy shit!"

Then I told Anne I wanted to cum on her tits. She turned around and knelt in front of me holding up her tits. I only needed to give my cum-, cunt-, and piss-covered cock two strokes before I was spurting vigorously all over Anne's neck and breasts.

"Oh my God!" I said as I shot my final spurt onto my wife's still piss-soaked tits. She was still supporting and jiggling them with her hands, and laughing at the same time as she looked down at the multiple streaks of fresh cum on her tits.

Anne said, "Looks like you get off on watching me take a golden shower, huh?"

I responded, still out of breath, "Oh babe - to be more precise, I get off on watching your boyfriend piss on you, feed you his cock, and then shoot in your pussy. Holy shit, that was hot! You're a nasty little whore, aren't you?"

Anne laughed, fondling my now softening cock, and said, "Well, I aim to please, and I'm glad you both had fun."

Just as Anne said that Alex came back into the bathroom, partially dressed. He extended his fist for me to fist-bump him, so I did. As we fist-bumped, Anne began wrapping herself in a towel.

Alex said, "Hey babe, got to run home and shower, but damn, this was fun. You two are something else!"

Anne saw Alex down to the foyer, from whence he let himself out. Anne then returned to the upstairs master bath, where I had already started to run water to rinse the piss out of the tub.

She said, "You know, he has a date with his girlfriend tonight - apparently I am just a sidepiece."

She laughed, and I said, "After that? Must be nice to be young. And I mean, he's kind of a side piece for you too, right?"

Anne smiled and nodded her head. She dropped the towel, which I pulled into a pile of things destined for the laundry, and turned on the shower.

I said, "Good idea babe - that was hot, but I was not looking forward to you smelling like your boyfriend's piss all night."

Anne playfully gave me the middle finger and then entered the shower. After Anne had toweled off, we went downstairs and sat in our family room, huddled around my phone, curious as to what I had captured on video. Over the course of our hotwifing adventure, I only really collected a handful of not-very-good pictures and videos, in part due to the technology of the time, as well as to my efforts at being discreet. That being said, we were both shocked at how hot these two had come out.

The first video perfectly captured my wife being pissed on by Alex. Before my wife could even voice her concern, I assured her that her face would be edited out, even for our own consumption, just in case. And the second video turned us both on, even though it was short, and a little blurry. I had managed to capture Alex's cock at the exact moment the head of his penis slipped out of Anne's cunt, with semen dripping from both his cock and Anne's labia, before going black. We both agreed that while extremely short, this was a keeper for future consumption.

Before bed, Anne and I discussed our next evening of hotwife debauchery. Friday night, Anne still had an invitation from George, that included something George referred to as a surprise. I still had a pretty good idea as to what George's surprise was, but I wanted Anne to be surprised. At the same time, I thought it would be hotter for everyone involved if she showed up to her date night looking the part of a hotwife hungry for a Black Cock threesome.

The following day, Anne managed to convince me that she should invest in some additional sexy clothes and shoes ahead of that Friday's fun, and Anne was summarily off to a variety of sexy clothing stores. In the meantime, I remembered that this upcoming Saturday was the day I was to get together with Samantha. Anne was not yet aware of this, but I figured Samantha would clue her in, most likely after our little interlude scheduled for Saturday.

When Anne returned from her shopping spree, she modeled her new outfits and shoe choices. I thought she looked incredibly hot, but knew that I could not really act on it, ahead of her big night on Friday. We had agreed that we would be chaste up until her next encounter. On Thursday, she made a trip to the nail and hair salon. Her trying to look this good for a hotwife encounter always turned me on, and she knew that.

While Anne was out, Samantha texted me, to tell me that she knew my wife was getting a manicure and pedicure, plus a blowout for her hair. And to also tell me that she knew why. Before I could respond, she texted again, telling me that she was coming over. I tried to stop her via text, but she did not respond. She and Mark live less than a mile away. I had decided to call her, but by the time her phone started ringing, her car was pulling into our driveway.

I greeted Samantha at our front door and then ran my eyes up and down her full-figured, yet curvy and well-proportioned body, not bothering to disguise my lust. We both knew why she came here after all. Samantha as always, had expertly applied just the right amount of makeup, and her long dark hair was wavy and full of life. She wore skin-tight jeans and a white tank top that functioned as a display case for her enormous breasts. I had always had a thing for big women, and Samantha checked all of the boxes for me.

"Nice to see you so soon!" I said as we made our way to the living room sofa.

Samantha and I sat down, and she quickly put a hand, with perfect nails of course, on my knee.

"Listen - I don't have a ton of time so..." she started.

I laughed a little, and said, "Oh I get it."

She responded, "No, I mean Mark really expects me back in about an hour. But I just had to stop by. Thought you might feel lonely, and maybe, in need of a little confidence boost?"

I was amazed as I listened to her. She had diagnosed our little lifestyle, and my needs, and now that we had officially moved beyond the old harmless flirting, she had identified a win-win situation for both of us. She liked my muscles and my cock, and she knew about my wants and needs as well. I was impressed and turned on.

Samantha had moved her hand from my knee to my groin, and when I attempted to speak again, she moved in and kissed me, literally taking my breath away. From there, all small talk ceased, and we were ripping and tearing at each other's clothes, until enough of each of us was exposed that I could slide three fingers into her wet, hairy cunt. While I fingered Samantha, she worked my cock with her right hand, hard.

Soon, neither of us could wait any longer, and I got up from the sofa, guided Samantha down to the floor, and positioned her on all fours. I entered her from behind, admiring her big juicy butt as I slid my cock in and out. I started out thrusting slowly and reaching around to massage Samantha's engorged clitoris. She moaned in pleasure, and her moans grew louder as I gradually began stroking harder and deeper. As I approached orgasm, I sensed that Samantha was about to cum, and held off, trying to think of all kinds of unsexy things to stave off the inevitable.

It worked long enough for Samantha to cum, groaning loudly and then suddenly squirting, just a little, onto the floor and my hand. This made me extremely hot, and I was about to start thrusting extra hard in an effort to reach my own orgasm when my phone buzzed. I couldn't see it at first, but then I noticed it on the sofa, behind me. It buzzed again, and I looked over my shoulder while balls deep in Samantha's dripping pussy. I recoiled when I saw the message.

"Almost home," it said.

It was from Anne. Oh shit, I thought. I was not sure how she might handle this. Quickly and awkwardly, I pulled my cock out of Samantha. She moaned one more time as I popped out, then said, "Did you finish?"

"Umm sure - but listen babe. This was awesome, but Anne is about to walk through the door!"

"Oh shit!" she yelled.

We quickly went about the task of getting her clothes on, while I dressed, and then ran into the kitchen for some paper towels.

As I escorted Samantha out, she said, "You didn't finish, did you?"

"Nope," I said. "Worst blue balls ever, but not your fault! This was awesome, and we need to do this again. Just with better timing."

Then we both laughed, and Samantha ran to her car and hopped in. She rolled down the window and we blew each other kisses. She had just gotten out of the driveway when Anne pulled up. Well, I thought to myself, we almost avoided an awkward situation. But now, I would have no choice but let Anne know that I was fucking her best friend.

In my mind, I did not think she had any place to complain, given all of the dick she was regularly taking. But Anne was a little more jealous than me, and I thought it could be a little delicate.

After exiting her car, Anne called out as she walked up to the front door. "Hey, was that Samantha just leaving?" she asked.

I started to stammer a response, and she held up her hand.

"It was, wasn't it?" she said with a smirk.

"Yeah," I said sheepishly.

"You fucked her, didn't you? I can tell!" Anne exclaimed.

"I'm sorry-" I started, but Anne interrupted me.

She said with a laugh, "Look at you! It's ok, babe. I am going to fuck one of my boyfriends tomorrow night, and I'll probably fuck Alex again before the kids get back. I can accept this the same way you do. Plus, I think you let me get away with more when you get a little tail, right?" she asked.

"That's pretty accurate," I responded as we entered and walked into the living room.

Anne saw the paper towels on the oriental rug and exclaimed, "Hey, what happened here?"

I said, "Well, Samantha and I were -" but Anne cut me off.

"Holy shit! Did you make her squirt? You did, didn't you? I bet you're all confident now, huh?" Anne stated, knowing she was right.

I blushed as Anne continued, "I know what I do with my 'guys' probably makes you feel less than confident sometimes, but hopefully, this little tryst with my bestie shows you what I tell you all the time - your cock and your muscles are more than fine. I just like to play."

I said, "I know, and yeah, my confidence is kind of sky-high right now. But you know, you're still the one I want most. Especially when you've just been cummed in or pissed on, or both. And I didn't get to finish either. So tomorrow night, I am gonna be pretty desperate to reclaim you after your date."

Anne leaned into me, kissed me, and said, "So you liked our little water sports experiment the other night? Don't worry, there will be more of that kind of fun."

I was getting hot and bothered, but knew I'd have to wait a while to fully satisfy my lust. I looked at Anne and said, "You have no idea how hot it makes me to hear you say that. I can't wait for tomorrow night!"

Anne responded with a wink. "Me neither!"

By the time Friday rolled around, we were both filled with anticipation and the shared feeling that no matter what happened, it was going to be hot...