Swapping

As I have written before, my wife and I met through a circle of friends. One of these people was her bestest friend ever, Amy. The two of them had known each other since they were practically in diapers so it was  natural that Amy and I became friends too.

Amy was pretty good looking but dumber than a box of rocks. I say this in the nicest way possible. 

Amy and my wife were probably as close as anyone could be and it was very clear that Amy was her person. Amy had even moved into her bedroom in high-school because the situation at home was pretty bad. Her stepdad was an abusive drunk. 

The two of them were infamous.

Some years later my wife would confide in me that her and Amy actually even had a "lesbian encounter" as she put it, when they were teenagers and discovering their sexuality. Not so unusual, right?

April and I had only been married a few years and life was a little crazy. I dont think we had really gotten the hang of being married yet... if there even is such a thing. We partied with our friends every weekend, ate out at restaurants 3 times a week and just generally lived care free and our finances were a wreck. Having children turned all that on its ear but that is much further down the line.

We received a wedding invite for a mutual friend that was going to take place in Vegas. Of course with our finances a mess money was tight so April and Amy, along with her boyfriend, Greg, made plans to cut the cost by splitting a hotel room.

The wedding was short and sweet with one of the nicest receptions I have ever been to. Booze freely flowed from the bar for several hours and then when the reception shut down some of us retreated to the bridal suite for the after-party where even more booze was set out and some party favors to smoke.

I never really cared much for that stuff but April and Amy indulged and got pretty lit up. They were absolute goof-balls and everyone enjoyed their company until the horny bride and groom booted us all out just before midnight. 

After catching a cab, the four of us piled into our hotel room. It wasn't really that nice of a hotel/casino and I think they may have even torn it down later. I dunno.

The girls shared the bathroom to change into their pajamas while Greg and I changed and talked. 

Two queen size beds faced a rather large TV and the girls wanted to have a movie or something on to fall asleep to. As I climbed into bed next to April, she laid her head on my chest and melted into me. It wasn't long and the two of us were out like a light.

I was awakened by a noise that at the time I assumed was the TV still on. April rolled a little to her side and I couldn't tell if the TV had awoken her too. Just then I heard a slight moan and my wife quietly giggled and put her mouth to my ear. "They're fucking," she whispered.

I looked over and in the glow of the light from the TV, I saw Greg firmly mounted on Amy, pumping away at her hips while they both tried to surpress the sound of sloppy, drunken sex. The booze and party-favors betrayed my wife as she let out a half laugh suddenly smothered by her pillow. Greg and Amy stopped. Now all too aware that they were being watched. 

"Oh shit, they're awake!"

Greg flipped on the small light next to their bed as Amy pulled on the resistant sheets and tried to cover her nakedness. Greg dismounted in a way that I can only liken to a gymnast finishing a routine on the Pommel Horse. The twisted sheets wouldn't give and in her drunken state Amy gave up.

"You guys plan to keep watching?"

Hell yeah we did! It was one of the funniest if not the  most erotic moments of both of our lives.

April rolled out of bed giggling..."Actually, I thought I would just join in!" 

April pounced onto the two of them and rolled over to the side, sandwiching Greg between her and Amy.

"This is fucking hot," Gregg muttered to my wife as the "joke" was about to cross the line. Greg grabbed my wife's hand and firmly guided it to his erect penis and then glanced my way to gauge my reaction.

Quite frankly, I was a little shocked. Not that Greg would try something like that but that my wife would so easily let it happen. Even in her condition.

Wait a second, this is getting awkward and a little out of hand. "It's only awkward if you just lay there staring at us!" Amy remarked, making light of my obvious concern and uncertainty.

Just past Amy's naked body I could see April's hand slowly, almost mindlessly stroking Greg's erection. I admit that I had and actually still do have sex fantasies about Amy. She's almost as beautiful as my wife. If only she had half a brain. I know that sounds mean but its the truth.

I was feeling kinda jealous and was about to call off this craziness when Amy shed what little sheet was covering her legs and stood up. Wobbled to one side a little then walked over to my bed and crawled under the sheets. She smelled like Greg which turned me off but her hand found its way to my penis and started stroking me. I was hard as a rock in mere seconds and Amy's head was soon hovering over my hips as she took my penis into her mouth.

In my mind I decided that this was it. We were actually swapping. It seemed like a dream.

Greg attempted to coax April's mouth around his cock but I knew that wasn't going to happen. Haha

I watched while Greg rolled my wife onto her back and spread her legs as he worked his head down to her pussy and started hungrily licking her. She moaned and grabbed the back of his head. 

I rolled Amy over and sucked on her breasts. She grabbed the top of my head and intentionally guided me down to where Greg's cock had just been. Her wetness covered my cheeks and chin. I pulled up to her chest and then face. Amy rolled and propped herself up on her hands and knees facing away from the bed where I assumed my wife was already getting dicked. I pressed my erect penis to her pussy... 

"We're really doing this, I don't have a condom on?"

Amy didn't care about a condom and she folded her arms under her stomach pressing her face to the pillow as she raised and rotated her ass up towards me all the while pleading with me to penetrate her.

"Wait...wait...wait!"

I stopped and turned my focus just in time to see Greg on top of my wife poised to enter her. His hips shuffled forward as she squirmed backwards up against the headboard while simultaneously telling him to stop.

"I'm sorry.. I can't do this. We can't do this."

Greg rolled off of her and onto his back. 

As it turned out, April had watched Amy and I just as we were about to fuck and had a huge jealous feeling that almost made her panic. She shut it down.

She says that Greg never penetrated her but when I think about it, with the position he was in, I don't see how he could not have. Oh well...