I was on my usual perch, my La-Z-Boy recliner, leather, with heat and vibration, watching my usual combination of action movies, ultimate fighting, and porn when my amazing wife pulled into the garage. Timing is everything when she returns from an evening out. Sometimes, she’s in a hurry to share whatever odd situation she’s found herself in while on her nocturnal explorations. Other times, she’s hesitant because she’s convinced that this time things may not be explainable.

This particular evening, she was taking her sweet time. I was starting to get a bit concerned when she finally walked into the kitchen from the garage. I remained on my throne because I knew she would get around to filling me in eventually. It was just a matter of when.

You see, my amazing wife Steph has this innate ability to get herself into situations. Some of those situations turn out to be multi-orgasmic for both of us. She more than me, but I’m not complaining.

She actually tried to slip away by exiting the kitchen into the hallway instead of her usual route through the dining room and into the living room, where I perched on my throne.

“Steph, get your sexy ass in here right now!”

“Give me a few minutes to clean up, and I’ll be right down.”

“Oh hell no! Get in here!”

Okay, first of all, if Steph didn’t want to do what I said, she would have happily told me to fuck off. I’m not a tyrant, and she’s far from submissive, but there are occasions when I put my verbal foot down, and she complies for reasons of her own.

She walked into the room like she was on a mission, plopped onto my lap, and gave me a hard kiss. That’s when I noticed the aroma. “Jesus, woman, you smell horrid. Is that cum? What the hell is that guy eating?

She leaned back and looked me in the eye. “I told you I needed to clean up. So, can I?”

I could tell that she wasn’t traumatized in some way, nor was she nervous about whatever had happened. “Sure, Babe, but don’t dawdle.

She chuckled. “I can’t believe you said dawdle. Who says that, grandpa?”

I gave her cute ass a swat. “Anyway, I’ll be waiting. Wine or something stronger?”

She gave me that smile. The one that assures me that angels do exist. “I think this is a gin and tonic kind of conversation. Make it a double.”

I took some time to refresh myself in the guest bathroom. The television was off, her drink on a coaster, and I was relaxing on the couch with nothing on but my boxer briefs; Duluth Trading Ball Room briefs, thank you very much, when she glided into the room.

She settled in her usual spot with her back to me and her amazing ass nestled against a burgeoning erection. She leaned forward, picked up her drink, and took a long sip. She settled back against me, and I snaked my arm around her to cup her breast. “Okay, what kind of trouble did you get yourself into this time? I thought you were visiting with Beth.”

She wiggled a little and nodded. “I was visiting Beth, and we were sitting on the couch sharing some amazing kisses when Brian practically burst through the front door. We quickly separated, but I don’t think we were quick enough. Brian wasn’t alone. He had brought his friend Scott with him, and they both got an eyeful.

“Did I mention that Beth and I were a bit exposed?”

“Nope, that little tidbit hadn’t come up yet. Please continue.”

“Well, you see, while Beth and I were kissing, we were feeling each other up pretty good. Buttons were undone, zippers were pulled, bras removed, you know, the usual. I’m afraid the two young men got their eyes full of tits, erect nipples, and all.

“Neither of us knew what to do, so we just sat there while Brian introduced his leering friend. Scott was having some difficulty talking, but he sure didn’t have a problem with looking.

“Well, anyway, I’m sure you know that I was ready to spring up, grab my clothes, and run my ass home to you. The thing was that Beth had other ideas. She told them that it only seemed fair that they get naked to even things up.

“I suppose I could have still run home, but the boys were standing in front of the door, and by the time I figured I should probably leave, they were naked. I mean like, really naked! I was going to avert my eyes, but honey, those abs, and those youthful, big, hard cocks kind of got my attention.

“I swear Brian’s cock looked even bigger than I remembered, and Scott’s had this curve to it that looked absolutely delicious. You know how much I appreciate the look of a great cock. I brag about yours all the time. Beth does too. As a matter of fact, she did mention having you visit for tea-time when Bridget came over. You remember Bridget, right?”

You bet I remember Bridget. Smoking hot French babe with a perfect body and lips meant for kissing and cock sucking. I had some pretty good shower spanks thinking of her. “I think I remember her. She’s the foreign lady down the street. Yeah, I vaguely remember her.”

Steph gave my raging erection a squeeze. “Vaguely? Do you vaguely remember following her around like a lost puppy at the last pool party? You probably completely forgot that she put a lip-lock on you when she thought nobody was looking.

“Do you want to hear my story or not?”

“Sorry, Babe, got a bit distracted. Do continue.”

“So, anyway, Brian and Scott didn’t hesitate to walk right over to Beth and me. Beth was being rotten and dared them to kiss me. Well, I couldn’t be rude. I mean, they had taken the trouble to strip for us. A kiss or two didn’t seem like too much to ask.

“Beth soon had them kissing my tits, then the next thing I know, Scott has his face in my crotch and his tongue on my clit. Brian laid that gorgeous cock of his on my lips, and my mouth fell open in shock. When it did, his cock fell right in and instead of pulling back, he pushed forward!

“Well, I’ll tell you, that big old cock filled my mouth, and of course the saliva got going because that’s what your mouth does when something big, hard, and hot slips inside. He put his hands on my head and began sliding that amazing thing in and out of my mouth. I’m sure that I would have gotten around to pushing him away, but I got distracted by the orgasm that Scott was giving me with his mouth.”

I slipped my fingers between her wet labia and slowly played with her very wet pussy. “What was Beth doing while all of that was going on?”

“Duh, she was playing with her pussy!”

I guess it was kind of a dumb question. I blame my addiction to hearing about Beth’s sex life. It addled my brain. I nibbled my wife’s neck in apology and slipped a finger inside her. That seemed to mollify her.

She seemed a bit pensive all of a sudden. Horny, but pensive. “I think it was at that point I decided that I needed them to fuck me. It’s not like I set out to fuck them, but circumstances conspired to get me so horny I just had to.

“When Scott moved between my legs, Brian moved out of the way. I watched Scott slide the head of his big cock up and down my pussy, then slip the tip inside me. He moved nice and slow when he slid that curved beauty inside me. I could feel it rubbing my insides in a way I’ve never felt before. He began to slowly fuck me, and quickly drove me nearly insane. When he picked up the pace and started seriously fucking me, I lost my mind. I came all over that wonderful cock.

“He let me have my orgasm, then slipped out of me. I was really disappointed, but I didn’t have time to feel too bad. Brian pulled me onto the floor. I straddled him, and I was cowgirling away my blues in seconds.

“That’s when things got interesting.”

I paused my fingering and nipple sucking. “They weren’t already interesting?”

“Not as interesting as they got. That’s for sure!

“That crazy bitch Beth must have handed Scott the lube. There is no way he would have done what he did without her prodding him on. Anyway, the next thing I know, there’s a slippery cock knocking on my back door.

“By this point, I was up for anything. I always thought that double penetration wouldn’t be nearly as fun as the movies try to make it.

“Boy, was I wrong. The two of them fucked me stupid. I lost count of my orgasms. They kept going until I passed out for a bit. I couldn’t have been out for long because they were both still hard as granite, and looked like they were a pump away from filling me up.

“I quickly moved away, leaving two very hard, very wet cocks throbbing. I hollered at Beth, “Quick, get over here!”

Beth was nearly comatose after jilling herself to what must have been several orgasms. She scrambled off the couch in a near panic and crawled over to me, looking all concerned and shit. I grabbed her arms and pulled her over onto her back. “Here she is, guys!”

“I can honestly say that I’ve never seen so much cum at one time. They sprayed her good. What you smelled was from splashes. Beth got most of it.”

“We all kind of laid there for a while until I noticed the time. I told them I had to go. Brian and Scott were pretty disappointed and wanted to know if we could get together again.”

My fingers were going to town, bringing her to the verge of orgasm. “So, what did you tell them?”

“I took Scott’s hand and gave him a stern look. I said, “Scott, first, you gotta stop eating Asparagus.”