My wife and I have been happily married for more than a decade, but the last few years of our lives have been pure ecstasy.

Several times during the course of our marriage we’d discussed swinging, but we never seemed to be able to agree on it. I believe this was mostly because we both felt that each of us was testing the other, like so many couples do.

Because of my wife’s outgoing and pleasing personality, and my own easygoing way, it seemed that we always had one or more couples hanging out at our place. Sometimes we and the other couples would get into lovemaking sessions on opposite sides of the living room, but that was usually as far as it would go.

One night, after a lot of drinking, laughing and dancing, Phil and Candy lay back on one side of the room; Kay and I were lying on the floor necking. Soon the sounds of Phil and Candy making it were too much for us to take, and Kay began to go down on me. I was lying on my back, and Kay was in between my legs on her hands and knees. I noticed that her rhythm had become harder and faster, but I just kept my eyes closed and settled down to enjoy myself.

Before long there seemed to be a little extra something in her trips up and down my swollen shaft. I opened my eyes and reached to touch her body, and there was Phil. He was on his knees behind Kay, pumping her doggie-style at about the same rhythm she was using on me. The sound of her moans and the sight of Phil burying his prick in her, harder and faster, was too much for me to take, and I shot my load immediately. At almost the same time, they reached their climax, and Phil fell back, totally exhausted.

Not much happened the rest of that evening, and we backed off from Phil and Candy, but that episode did open doors for us, and we discussed the possibility of finding someone else for fun and games once in a while.

Kay told me about her fantasy of making it with a nice-looking black guy; not wanting to place ads in a swinger’s magazine or bother answering ads, we finally came across an ad with a telephone number listed.

We arranged to meet Al at a local shopping center to have a few drinks and get to know him. We figured that if he wasn’t what Kay was looking for, we could just forget about him.

On the way to the meeting, Kay was quiet, and I could tell that she was having second thoughts about meeting Al. The moment we finally met him, he flashed a smile, and all of Kay’s second thoughts vanished. After a few drinks, we planned to get together the next Saturday night at our place.

As the week crawled by, I could see that Kay was getting more and more excited about her fantasy. By Saturday she was in a frenzy. Al came over and we had a few drinks, watched a little TV and talked, Kay keeping a little distance between us and wondering how to get it all started.

After the news, Kay cut off the TV and put on a stack of records, then came over and sat down between us.

Al’s arm went around her immediately, and I knew he could hardly wait to get his hands on this beautiful lady beside him. Her left hand moved up my leg to my prick, and her right hand moved onto his leg. She turned her head to kiss him, and all at once the wild, animalistic passion they were both feeling broke loose fre. This was her fantasy, so I just moved out of the way and let them have at it. My turn would come later, I thought. Their lips never parted as the clothes came off and the fun really began.

Kay showed no sign of nerves or apprehension as Al’s big, black monster prick headed for her tiny, luscious cunt. Within moments it was buried in her up to the balls, and he was quickly stroking in and out of her. That wasn’t enough for Kay, though, and then she begged him to drive it in harder and faster. Before long she was in total orgasm, but Al wasn’t through just yet. He kept pumping away at her pussy, sending her further and further into the “Twilight Zone.”

Before leaving at around eight in the morning, he admitted that he’d come three times before he gave Kay’s steaming cunt a well-deserved rest. That may sound to some of the readers like bragging, but I witnessed it, and I know it started out a little after midnight and didn’t stop until after four in the morning. There was slow, steady fucking sometimes and fast and hard fucking others, but all of it went on without stopping.

We still see Al a few times a year, and we’ve really become great friends. We’ve had some exotic times together in threesomes, foursomes and moresomes — leaving our hang-ups behind and enjoying life and each other.

For some, swinging is definitely out, because of jealousy and such. It hasn’t made Kay and me love each other any more, because we already had a great love for each other, but it has allowed us to totally enjoy ourselves and sex, and it lets us be totally open and honest about it. What we do, we do together in the same room, and there’s no animosity or friction. We can truly say that we have a deep, honest love that not many couples do.