I wrote a tale some time ago named “The Sexathalon.” It’s written from the third-person perspective, and I chronicled absolutely insane and sexy events often in large swaths just so I could get the story told in its entirety. These events ultimately had a significant impact on our world.

More joy in your life? Having more sex? Hitting orgasm more quickly? Wine tastes sweeter? "The Sexathalon" is probably why, praise Bacchus!

I suggest you look it up if you like group sex, spouse sharing stories, you won’t be disappointed.

But I’m writing now from my perspective. And I’m adding the details.

I’m Isaac, and Isis is my wife. If you have yet to read "The Sexathalon", let me just tell you that her pussy got a workout that evening. My cock? Not quite as much, but that’s fine. I still got some, as I’m about to tell you, and it was hot as fuck.

But so many insanely kinky things happened that eve, and I remember every single wanton detail down to the microsecond, so I’m going to chronicle it in this journal. In this first chapter, I’ll start at the beginning, or mostly. No sense recapping the longer lead-in, so I’ll get to the good stuff quickly.

The original story explains how we received this invitation to what we thought was a sex party, and how we flew out to California for just that purpose. That’s where we were, in a posh hotel in Santa Barbara waiting for a limousine to pick us up and chauffer us to this rich dude’s place.

After brunch, a nap, and gnawing at the bit for what was to come, the hour arrived when we were instructed to wait for the chauffer. Among the coming and goings of the folks staying at the hotel, Isis and I noticed another couple waiting in the general area we were loitering. They were positively exuding anticipation. They couldn’t stop pacing, and we could see it in their faces.

This couple was insanely attractive, and maybe a few years younger than us, but close enough to our age. The man was well-dressed and handsome, with salt and pepper hair. His wife, hanging on his muscled arm, was luscious, with long, black wavy hair, pale yet smooth skin, a perfect face, and an equally perfect body that filled out her sultry dress. They were beautiful, and like us, were obviously waiting for something.

Isis and I also noticed that they would frequently glance in our direction. We both hoped they were checking us out but didn’t dare dream of what happened next.

The limo pulled up perfectly on time, and when the driver emerged, there were FOUR names on his iPad: Isaac, Isis, Dane, and Alyssa. We were all totally shocked to learn we were waiting for the same ride.

We all converged at the limo, dumbstruck. I spoke first, saying, “You both going to the same party we’re going to?”

Isis cracked a wide smile, as did Alyssa. Dane responded, also with a smile while he closely eyed Isis, “Well, I guess so!”

Nobody had a chance to say anything else. The limo driver took out a piece of artisan paper and read from it in a monotone voice, saying, “Your host hopes that you enjoy the company in this ride, and that you forge strong bonds of physical and spiritual fellowship so that you might be primed to fully participate in tonight’s festivities.”

We were going to a sex party with this insanely delicious couple, and it was encouraged and even expected that we got it on in the limo! Fucking awesome!

Everyone except the emotionless driver smiled ear-to-ear in an oh-so-naughty way and climbed into the back seat area. It was spacious and stocked with all sorts of libations. Dane, cackling with mirth at the variety and quality of the bar, cracked open a bottle of Pierre Ferrand cognac.

Isis and I both accepted a pour of France’s finest, while I myself uncorked a bottle of wonderfully chilled Crémant d‘Alsace.

Isis and I have no problems talking to new people, and neither did Dane or Alyssa. They were as nice and friendly as they were luscious, and best yet, they seemed quite into us. And we all knew what we were here for. All pretensions quickly dropped, and we used the time to get to know each other as quickly and as honestly as possible.

We told them how we’ve been looking to get back into the kinky group sex scene after being away for a while, focusing on building our family and careers in academia. Dane and Alyssa were both lawyers, but Alyssa secured a position a few years back in a lucrative firm. This allowed Dane to step back, stay at home and raise their three children with quality time and without the burden of work.

Alyssa said it had been at least twelve years since they played outside their marriage. It was even longer for me and Isis. Too long for all of us. On that we all agreed.

We all rattled through our personal histories, which needed to be done. It was honest yet perfunctory. Box checked. After we got through it, there was an oh-so insignificant pause in the conversation and sipping of drinks.

I pounced.

I looked at Dane and Alyssa and said, “Well, we all know why we’re here! I couldn’t be more thrilled. Alyssa, you’re fucking beautiful. I’m all for taking the driver’s suggestions and really getting to know you all.”

I would normally never say something like this to people we just met, but in this context I didn’t think I was being too forward. Alyssa and Dane were also giving us sweet looks, further prompting me. And this was, after all, the purpose of this whole trip. We were all here for new and kinky sex.

Dane’s breathing got heavy, and I saw he was eyeing my wife. Hard. While his eyes undressed Isis, his hand rubbed Alyssa’s inner thighs as she began to pant. My hand followed suit, but I went one step further and spread my wife’s legs open, inviting them, with Isis’ approval given to me by a subtle nod, heated breath, and quick kiss to my neck.

Isis had forgone undergarments, so the couple sitting opposite us got a full view of her beautifully manicured pussy. I looked down and saw that her clit was easily visible peeking out of her slit. She was as turned-on as I was hard.

Dane and Alyssa didn’t miss a beat. They, like us, were all-in.

Shit turned on a dime. Breath rates doubled, as did pulses.

Dane’s pants were off in a flash. He was good, as I could only unbuckle my belt and bust out my cock after he had his dick out and in action. My wife’s lips were wrapped around his thick cock even before my pants were halfway off.

Isis and Alyssa wore clothing more amenable to what was happening. My wife wore a loose, linen, flowered sun dress, which was off in a flash.

It took Alyssa a little longer to get out of her more tight-fitting knit dress.

But in rapid order, there we were, all four of us. Cocks and pussies out for all to see and ready to be put to use. Alyssa, like Isis, was well-groomed, but kept a full triangle of black, slick hair. I’ll take that any day over a shaved pussy.

Alyssa followed my wife’s cue and wrapped her lips around my cock. We all watched her skillfully suck on my dick, especially Dane. I was rock hard and starting to release sex fluids, but she tasted them and let us all know how she loved the taste. Dane cried out, “It’s been too fucking long since I’ve seen her do this!”

Dane stroked his cock, watching his wife suck my dick, and Isis reclined, moaning and slowly massaging her sweet button as Alyssa’s tongue flicked on my leaking cockhead.

Alyssa must have loved the taste and feel of my dick in her mouth. This stunning woman wouldn’t stop pulling on the tip of my cock, slurping down the fluids while she rubbed her pussy with four fingers in broad circles.

But eventually, the tide changed.

Dane side-eyed his wife sucking my dick but guided Isis to open her legs to his face. As I face-fucked Alyssa, Dane now applied his tongue and lips to my wife’s ready pussy, spreading her outer lips wide to gain access to her slick sex flesh.

This horny, beautiful kitten, my wife, screamed and moaned as Dane’s tongue explored every crevice of her luscious cunt. She’s normally apprehensive about anyone but me doing this, but tonight she let go, entirely. Relieving Dane’s hands, she spread her lips wide and ground her pussy into Dane’s face as his tongue went to town. His hands now free, Dane slipped a finger into her, followed closely by another, flicking his fingertips upward to hit her g-spot as his lips pulled on her clit.

I was so ready to drive my cock into Alyssa’s pussy, but I knew that my fucklust should take a back seat. A true gentleman puts ladies first. So, I followed Dane’s cue and sucked on Alyssa’s bulging clit. She tasted sweet and smelled fragrant, and she was so wet, screaming as my tongue flicked her swollen bud and my fingers were moving inside of her.

Eventually, I backed off. Alyssa and I sensed what was going on next to us, and we both settled in for a show. Isis and Dane went first while Alyssa and I watched in lustful, kinky glee.

We watched my sweet girl, all exposed, on her back. Her milk chocolate skin was shining, and her dark brown nipples were erect and pointing up.

Dane was looking intently at her pussy while he pumped his cock with his hand, waiting for her to give him the green light to fuck. In these circles, consent is everything. Never assume.

We all watched her spread her slick lips so her pink sex flesh was now open. Her clit was as enlarged as I’ve ever seen, with her bright pink bulb protruding prominently from its dark brown hood.

We heard her purr to Dane, “Fuck my pussy raw with your beautiful cock!”

We watched him approach her, his dick hard as a rock.

The tip of Dane’s penis caressed Isis’ clit and inner lips,

Then he slowly pushed his fucking hard cock into my wife’s thirsty, wet cunt, wholly. Her vagina swallowed his dick, and she exploded.

So did Alyssa.

It had been a long time since she saw her husband’s cock slide into another woman’s pussy. But here it was. Dane’s dick, rock hard, sliding into and out of my wife’s vagina.

Dane moaned as he fucked my wife, loving the warm and wet pull of her pussy around his dick. Isis similarly moaned as his cock slid into and out of her sopping wet cunt. Dane, the expert, would slowly pull out of her and let us all see her inner lips flickering over his cock’s veined shaft on his exit stroke. Her sweet lips gripped his shaft, seemingly not wanting to let go.

Then, he’d plunge back in, pressing on her clit and driving her wild.

My loving wife, with Dane’s penis sliding inside her vagina, cried out to me, saying, “Look at us fuck! I know you like to watch.” She wasn’t wrong.

But Alyssa and I could watch no more. We needed to get in on the action. Alyssa grabbed her husband by the torso and pulled him back, so that he was vertical. We all got a great view of his cock plunging into and out of my wife’s pussy,

Alyssa then bent down and planted her tongue on Isis’ clit while her husband’s dick slid into and out of my wife’s pelvis. She did this for a little while, reared up, mouth slick with fuck-juice, looked at me and said, “Your turn!”

Oh, fuck yes!

I bent down and sucked on my wife’s clit as her cunt swallowed Dane’s dick. I vaguely became aware that Alyssa was holding my wife’s head, kissing her deeply as this was going on. Isis got all-in. While she was getting fucked, kissed, and having her clit sucked, her right hand reached out to squeeze and stroke my cock, and her left hand found Alyssa’s pussy.

But it was about to rise even more.

Dane continued to fuck my wife with increasing tempo. Isis was on her back, legs spread, with Dane’s cock moving into and out of her slick fuck parts.

But that’s when Alyssa and I added to the cock-in-pussy mix. We backed off of them and let them fuck.

Right next to them, with Alyssa angling her backside to me, I ran my cockhead up and down her pussy’s slit for a few strokes to wet my tip, and I slipped my hard cock into her vagina while Dane and Alyssa watched it slide into her tightness.

As my wife was fucking another man, I had my throbbing dick sliding into and out of Alyssa’s hot and wet cunt.

I could have come to orgasm so fucking quickly! I so wanted to pump my hot cum into Alyssa’s thirsty cunt, and I so wanted to see Isis’ pussy drink Dane’s thick and white cock juice, but we knew what on the horizon and held our release at bay.

Balls full of cum and ready to douse Alyssa’s vagina, while it pained me, I pulled my dick out of her. Dane did the same with my wife. We thought it wise to save our stores.

Isis and Alyssa continued, but with each other. The women arranged themselves in a sixty-nine position and devoured each other’s wet pussies. Dane and I were smiling in glee, slowly stroking our cocks while watching our wives suck and lick, cum welling in our tracts.

Again, nobody went over the edge, but we were certainly primed for more action at the party. When the limo stopped at the grand estate, the driver got out and opened the door. He was treated to such a sight, with the women sucking on each other’s clits as Dane and I were stroking our dicks. Strangely, it didn’t seem awkward. It felt…. natural, and right.

We all hastily dressed and fumbled out of the limo, so ready for the party, or so we thought. Turns out it was more of a rite than a party.

But I vowed to keep in touch with this couple. I vowed to fill Alyssa’s hot cunt with my cock’s cum, while Dane was doing the same to Isis. About a month after the party/rite, Dane and Alyssa flew to Chicago for a “sightseeing trip.” Yeah. Right. We fucked. And fucked. And fucked. And we fulfilled our vows. Many times.