40 Yrs, In an Open Marriage, Pt. 06

Atlantic City

Over the next few months, Jean and I talked about the night at the club with Bill and Patti, and the swinging lifestyle in general. It was exciting for both of us. Annette had become our mutual lover. Jean and I were comfortable with our commitment to each other, so we decided to take the next step.

We decided on a few rules. First, if either of us became uncomfortable with any part of the arrangement, we would end it immediately. Second, if either of us felt any jealousy, we would end the arrangement. Lastly, we promised not to withhold any secrets from each other.

Atlantic City had recently adopted casino gambling, so we decided to invite Bill and Patti to join us for the weekend. Bill was agreeable, so I went ahead and booked a two bedroom suite a month in advance.

Jean and I arrived on the Friday evening before them, as we lived a little closer. When they arrived, we greeted them with hugs and kisses. We sat in the little kitchen area, enjoying a drink and chatting.

"How did you two meet?" I asked. "And how did you get into swinging?"

"We actually met at the 51 Club a couple years ago," Bill explained. "I was there with an ex, and Patti was there with another girl. We hooked up, fell in love, and the rest is history."

Jean told them about our decision to take the next step, and that we would like it to be with them. Patti jumped up from her chair and gave Jean a deep kiss. Before things got too hot-and-heavy, we decided to change for dinner. Jean wore a long dress with a top low cut so low it nearly ended at her belly button. The back of the dress revealed bare skin almost to her ass, and it was slit along one leg to her hip. I had seen her wear this dress before, and it always made me aroused.

I wore a black suit jacket over a blue silk shirt. When Bill and Patti came out of their room, I saw that she wore a very low-cut drape dress. Whenever she moved too quickly, we were treated to a flash of her impressive tits. With Patti on my arm and Jean on Bill's, we made our way to a very nice seafood restaurant in the hotel. We enjoyed a wonderful dinner, a couple bottles of wine, and plenty of flirting.

After dinner, we went to the casino. Patti and Jean wanted to learn roulette, so we found an open table, exchanged our cash for chips, and began playing. Whenever one of the girls would lean across the table to place her chips, the people across from us would get a glimpse of her tits. Patti stayed close to my side, often brushing her tits against my arm or caressing my leg under the table. Jean was all over Bill, kissing his lips and neck, rubbing his back, and playing with his hair.

We took a break and visited one of lounges off the casino to grab a few drinks. Patti snuggled close to me at our round booth. Every now and then, her hand would slip under the table and play with my cock through my pants.

"I can't wait to feel this monster inside me," she said.

Across from us, Jean's hand appeared to be busy beneath the table as well. She leaned over to kiss Bill's neck and ear. By the time we left the lounge, Bill said he was feeling a killer headache coming on. He said he was heading to our room to take some meds and lie down.

"Have fun," he said. "I'll see you when you get back to the room."

"He gets terrible migraines sometimes," Patti said, "usually when he's tired. But they pass quickly."

With a beautiful lady on each arm, I headed to the blackjack tables. I imagined I was the envy of every man there. Both ladies teased and flirted with me as I played. Despite the distractions, I was doing quite well, and had built an impressive pile of chips in front of me. I felt like king of the world at that point: two gorgeous female companions and a big pile of chips.

When Jean and Patti went off to the ladies room, one of the other players motioned toward my stack of chips and the girls.

"You're a lucky man tonight," he said.

"You have no idea," I replied with a big grin.

When they returned, I noticed Jean's dress had opened even further, exposing the inside of her tits. Patti's dress was also more revealing than it had been earlier. Patti told me she wanted to play craps, so I reluctantly scooped up all my chips and tossed a nice tip to the dealer before leaving the table.

I understand how craps is played, but I have never really liked it. Patti, on the other hand, claimed to be a master at it. We found an open spot at the end of a table. I placed my chips in the tray and followed Patti's lead as she began placing bets. Standing between these two women, both of whom were rubbing against me the entire time, it was difficult to concentrate on the game. We were up a fair amount. Patti's rolled the dice again, and after one bet paid off, she insisted we "let it ride."

"You sure?" I asked. "That's a lot of money!"

"The dice are hot," she insisted, "and so am I." We let it ride.

The crowd was with us. Everyone cheered her on. After a few rolls, she was shooting for a nine. She shook the dice dramatically and held them up for Jean to blow on them.

"Come on nine!" she shouted. "Mama needs a new pair of tits!"

She leaned forward, her tits were on display, and rolled a nine. The gamblers surrounding the table cheered, causing the pit bosses to take notice. We collected our substantial winnings and decided to call it a night.

Back in our room, we found Bill sitting in the living area. "I feel much better," he said.

I poured some drinks while Jean sat next to Patti on the couch. "I want to play with these tits," she purred. She pulled the front of Patti's dress open and began massaging and sucking one of Patti's tits while Bill fondled the other, pinching her nipple.

The two of them were going at Patti's tits like starved babies. Her head was back and her eyes were closed. I could hear her softly moaning. After a few minutes, Jean got on her knees in front of Patti, lifted her dress, and slid her hands along her legs. Patti wasn't wearing any panties, so Jean's hands soon found Patti's slit. Jean began licking Patti's wet pussy and teasing her clit with her tongue.

After a while, Patti lifted Jean's head up and pulled toward her up to lick the juices from Jean's glistening face. They kissed each other deeply, exploring each other's mouths with their tongues. Patti then stood and led Jean to the bedroom by her hand.

"Let's get more comfortable," Patti said. "You boys give us a few minutes to get started, okay?"

Bill and I poured another drink to pass the time. A short while later, we could hear a great deal of moaning coming from the bedroom. We couldn't hold out any longer. The curiosity was killing me. I peeked into the bedroom and saw Jean lying on the bed with her ass at the corner and her feet on the floor. Patti was on top of her in a "69" position, lapping at Jean's cunt with her fingers buried inside of her.

Patti seemed to sense our presence. She looked up at Bill and beckoned him with her finger.

"You've been wanting to fuck her since we met," she growled. "Get over here."

Bill quickly stripped as he approached the bed. Patti grabbed him by the cock and directed it straight to my wife's sopping pussy. Bill slid into her easily, burying his cock in one stroke. Jean let out with a loud moan and arched her back to meet his thrust. Bill began pounding away with great intensity.

I watched, completely mesmerized, for few minutes. 'Holy fucking shit, I thought, my wife is taking another man's cock while she is licking a woman's pussy! I knew this was the first cock she had experienced, other than mine, since the day we met.

"Do I have to send you an invitation to get over here and fuck me?" Patti asked, snapping me back into reality.

"Shit, no!" I said. "You don't have to ask me twice!"

I frantically removed my clothes and climbed onto the bed behind Patti. With my knees straddling my wife's head, I had a bird's eye view of the look of ecstasy on her face. She looked up at me in that moment and winked.

"Fuck her good," she said, as I slid my cock into Patti's pussy. As soon as I entered her, Patti leapt a bit.

"Oh my god, it's thick," she moaned. I pushed further inside her. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" she shouted.

Meanwhile, Bill was hammering away at the other end of the bed. Beneath me, Jean teased Patti's clit as I slid in and out of her wet pussy. She reached up and squeezed my balls as I fucked her friend, and then began licking them.

"Damn!" Patti groaned. "I'm fucking stuffed with cock!"

"Put your finger in me!" Jean said to Patti.

Patti inserted her finger right alongside her husband's cock, curling it a bit to massage Jean's g-spot. Jean's entire body shook, and I knew that she was cumming. Bill buried his cock in her as she climaxed. I grabbed a hold of Patti's hips and pulled her toward me as I came inside her. Patti's body shook as well.

"Yes! Yes!"

"Oh god!"

"Fuck, fuck!"

"Make me cum!"

There were so much shouting, moaning, and grunting in that moment, it was hard to differentiate who it came from.

We all collapsed on the bed in exhaustion. I'm surprised we didn't all fall off the bed the way Jean and Patti were bucking around.

After catching our breath, Jean and I announced that we were retiring for the night.

"Fuck, that was amazing!" she said. "I think I'm going to like this open arraignment!"

We took a quick shower and fell asleep almost immediately.

The following day, we went for a walk on the boardwalk. We ate pizza for lunch and spent some more time in the casino. Later that afternoon we decided to take a break from gambling and visit the hotel pool.

Patti wore a one-piece suit cut very high on her hips and very low-cut in the front. The material barely covered her nipples. When she moved a certain way, you could see the edge of her dark pink areolas.

Jean wore a fire-engine-red bikini that matched her 'slutty red' lipstick, as she called it. Her hard nipples jutted from her top, and her bottom left little to the imagination.

"I cut the lining out," she said when she noticed I was staring at her breasts. "Too restricting," she added with a twinkle in her eye.

We jumped in the pool and playfully splashed around, playing grab-ass under the water. When Jean got out of the pool to lie down on a lounge chair, her suit was almost see-through when wet. The waiter spent a lot of time getting their drinks, making sure they had everything they needed. They were getting a lot of stares from other men, and a lot of evil eyes from their wives.

"These two are going to fucking kill us," Bill said to me when we had a moment alone.

"Yeah, probably," I laughed, "but what a way to go!"

Later, we went to dinner together. We spent some more time in the casino and enjoyed another profitable night at the blackjack table before heading back to our room at around eleven o'clock. While I poured drinks, Jean sat on the couch with Bill. Patti took her position on the love seat, and I soon joined her.

I reached into Patti's dress and massaged her tits, teasing her nipples, while she stroked my stiffening cock through my pants. I kissed her neck and nibbled on her earlobe. She swung around and sat on my lap. I opened her dress and let her tits fall out. She held my head as I feasted on her massive breasts, massaging them, and biting and pinching her nipples. She moaned loudly and reached down to fumble with my pants. Suddenly, she dropped to the floor in front of me and yanked my pants down with urgency.

"I need your thick cock," she said. She stroked my cock and sucked the head, trying to get as much as she could in her mouth.

I looked across the room to Jean, who lay on the couch between Bill's legs. She sucked and stroked his cock while he alternating between playing with her tits and ass.

My cock with soaked with a mixture of pre-cum and Patti's saliva. She squeezed her tits and slid my cock between them, bouncing up and down on the floor. I rose from the loveseat and switched places with her. I sat her on the edge and lifted her dress before sliding my cock inside her.

"Oh my god," she groaned. "You're so fucking thick, go slow." I slowly slid in and out of her, reaching a little deeper with each stroke.

Across the room, Jean straddled Bill's lap and bounced up and down on his cock. Their bodies made a slapping noise each time she bottomed out.

With my cock fully buried inside Patti's cunt, her body began shaking. "Hold there for minute," she begged, breathing heavily. "Oh my god, my pussy's stuffed!" I let her get used to my cock for a few minutes before I picked up where I left off, thrusting into her, pulling almost all the way out, and then sinking all the way inside again.

Jeans leapt off of Bill's cock and kneeled on the floor in front of him. "Cum in my slut mouth!" she begged him. "I want to taste your cum!" He stood in front of her, and she stroked his cock fast and hard, with the tip of his cock in her mouth.

I tightly gripped Patti's hips and pulled her toward me as I slammed into her. Her body quivered and she shouted, "Yes, yes, yes!" I could feel her soaking both my cock and the loveseat. It took all my strength to hold her still as I pounded into her.

Across the room, I could hear Bill loudly groan as he filled Jean's hungry mouth. She moaned as she gulped down her prize. She kept stroking and milking his cock with her mouth. When she would pull back, she would squeeze another drop of cum. Purring contently, she then licked it up with the tip of her tongue.

Patti groaned loudly each time I buried my cock inside her. My muscles tensed and I held her steady while I filled her with my seed.

Breathing heavily, I collapsed beside her on the loveseat. "Oh my god, that's the first time I've ever squirted like that!" she remarked.

We rested a few more moments before heading to bed. When Jean and I were alone, I asked her, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, it was so hot watching you fuck Patti! I know what that cock of yours feels like, and obviously Patti enjoyed it. Since we are switching, I'm going to sleep with Bill. Patti will be over in a minute."

I gave her a kiss and said, "Have fun."

A few minutes later, Patti crawled into bed next to me. She stroked my cock and sucked the head in her mouth. It didn't take long for me to become hard again. I pulled Patti to the edge of the bed and lifted her legs. I slowly pushed my cock into her soaking wet pussy and buried myself until I could feel my balls tickle her ass. I started what I like to call "deep stroking" - very slowly pulling almost all the way out until just the tip of the head of my cock is still inside her, and then very slowly pushing all the way back in her, rotating my hips as I sink my cock in her.

I kept this pace for a while. "You are such a goddamn tease," Patti groaned. "Just fuck me already."

I stayed at this for a few more minutes, then flipped her on her side. With one leg straight up and the other between my legs, I buried my cock in her.

I started fucking her with long, deep, strokes, growing harder and faster, as my fingers teased her clit. Each time I buried my cock in her, she let out with a little moan.

Our bodies slapped together. I fucked her as hard and fast as I could. I buried myself inside her and held her as we both climaxed.

During the night I awoke to use the bathroom. Down the hall I heard, "That's it, fuck my ass!"

I wasn't surprised, as I knew Jean loved anal sex, for a moment I listened to another man fuck my wife's ass. Then, with a smile, I climbed back in bed with Patti.

My wife was turning into a slut. My slut.