Wife Swop Gone Wrong

My best mate John and I have been friends since nursery. Even though we both have brothers, we were each other’s best man and got married the same year; incidentally, we married Sam and Jen, who were also best friends. For the first five years, we were very close as couples, meals, weekends away, holidays, cinema etc.

John and I had smoked pot a lot during our college years, John was more into it than me, but we enjoyed it. We decided to go to Barbados on holiday together for a week twenty years ago. On the beach, passing salesmen offered us all sorts, including cannabis; for a laugh, we bought some. After dinner, we returned to the apartment and smoked; this was a new experience for our wives. We were all drunk and hammered.

John and his wife Sam started fooling about one of the sofas. He had her tits out, sucking them with his hand down her shorts. Jen then gets my dick out and starts sucking. It was very erotic watching Sam’s tits being sucked as Jen sucked my cock. We started to fuck in plain sight of each; it was very erotic.

Both girls then went on the same couch in the doggy position; John and I were pounding them as they passionately kissed each other; it was so fucking hot. I could see John’s cock in Sam as the girls kissed. All caution was then thrown to the wind, and we swopped wives.

I’d always fancied Sam, and now I had her in the doggy position with my cock pounding into her lovely blonde pussy, and John was going hell for leather in Jen. The two women continued to kiss, and John and I mouthed WOW to each other. John then lent forward and squeezed Jen’s tits as he rammed into her; a moment later, he moaned, “fuck yes”, as he rammed hard into my wife and had an orgasm. The sight caused me to unload into Sam.

Unfortunately, the next morning our brides were unhappy with what had transpired. Jen laid into me for allowing John to fuck her, and Sam was screaming at John he had no right to fuck “that slag” The girls were then screaming at each other, and a physical fight broke out that we had to break up. The holiday had gone to hell in a teacup. They moved out to a hotel, and Jen made me book an earlier flight home, so we didn’t have to travel with the other couple.

John and Sam divorced a few years later; I’m still married to Jen. I’ve spoken to John many times, but years later, he’s still not allowed in the house when Jen is there. Was it worth it? Probably not; however, I can still remember hammering into Sam and watching John’s cock sliding in and out of Jen like it was yesterday! I will never get to the cuck scene; I’ve wanked many times over those memories, especially when john squeezed Jen’s tits as he filled her c**t with cum.