Lynn and I are a couple happily married for six years and swinging for four of those years. We are in our twenties she is twenty-four and I’m twenty-eight — and we have restricted our swinging to those in, or near, our own age group. Until last month that is.

In early summer we placed an ad with a photo of us in one of the national swingers publications stating that we were both bisexual and interested in similar couples or in single bi women but we didn’t specify any age limitation. Within two weeks of the magazines publication we received a total of seventeen responses all but a few from people who were living too far away or who were too far-out in their sexual preferences.

One reply was sent by a fifty-two-year-old woman who wrote that she and her fifty-four year-old husband were interested in meeting us for a look-each-other-over drink. Enclosed were two sharp color photos of them totally nude. Moreover, they lived less than five miles from us, both were bisexual, and their time was quite flexible.

My first reaction was to drop them a “no thank you” note, but after gazing at the woman’s lovely and very youthful body and noting what a fantastic cock the man had, plus the fact that they both looked like professional models. I had a discussion with Lynn. We agreed that it would be interesting to meet them if nothing else.

The following day I sent them a short note with our phone number and a request that they call as soon as possible.

That was on Tuesday, and Thursday evening the woman called Lynn spoke to her. She set a date to meet them for cocktails at seven o’clock Saturday evening in the lounge of Charley Brown’s at Marina del Rey.

The couple, Glen and Evelyn, were pure British gentility. He was in the import business and they had come to the United States eight years ago, with the intention of staying no more than six months. Once they had experienced the California weather, however, they had decided to remain and planned to become citizens. Lynn and I were greatly impressed by their manner and speech and found them to be even more attractive than their photos had indicated. After downinq two rounds of Scotch and soda the four of us left in their car and in twenty minutes were in their lovely condominium.

Glen put a tape on the stereo, Evelyn fixed the highballs and we sat down to drink and chat. There was no pressure brouqht to bear by any of us, nor were any overt advances made until Lynn commented how much she had been impressed by Evelyn’s photo and I added a remark concerning Glen’s genital endowment.

“Perhaps seeing the genuine article would be more satisfactory,” Evelyn said, raising from her chair. “Come Glen let us disrobe and be completely immodest about ourselves.”

The two disappeared into their bedroom and returned in a few minutes stripped to the buff. “We’re rather candid about nudity,” Glen explained. “We find it ever so much more comfortable and always go about the place like this in the evening and on the weekends.”

Limp, his cock hung to a length of an honest six inches, and I felt certain that it would swell to a size close to eight inches. Evelyn had her pubic hair cropped quite close, though not shaved, and the lips of her cunt were plainly visible. Lynn’s eyes were directed straight at Glens cock, and she began removing her clothes. Once I had feasted on both fantastic nude bodies for another minute I also started to undress.

Evelyn made the first move by grasping my cock gently and offering her mouth to mine. My right hand went to her cunt my left to her breast and we tongue kissed fervently for a full minute my cock rising to full erection immediately. Then Glen knelt in front of my wife, pushed her legs apart, and tongued her clitoris lightly, his hands caressing her breasts lovingly.

Evelyn leaned down to take my cock into her mouth and with fine ability had the head right down in her throat with no apparent problem. Lynn was moaning softly, her hands pressing Glen’s head into her crotch, and in another minute, she went into the ecstasy of a violent climax. It lingered on for no less than ninety seconds, and then Glen took her hand and led her to the bedroom.

Evelyn ceased sucking my cock and suggested we follow. Once we were in the bedroom, our orgy got into full swing Glen mounted Lynn, she guided his pulsating cock to her cunt, and he was soon fucking her with a steady rhythm. Evelyn asked me to lie on my back, and when I did, she impaled herself on my cock, which penetrated her snug vagina right to my balls after a few lubricating strokes. I swear that she was as tight as Lynn and that the sensation I felt in fucking her was tremendous.

Being a considerate gentleman, Glen made certain that Lynn enjoyed a solid orgasm before he exploded his come into her body, and the sight of her in a state of such intense gratification brought my own discharge gushing into Evelyn’s vagina, as she grinded down onto my groin to drain every last drop from my cock.

Moving off my body, the woman bent down to kiss Lynn lightly on the mouth, and then she slowly kissed her way down my wife’s body until her face was between Lynn’s legs. Tenderly, Evelyn licked the moist flesh for a few moments, and then she sucked the flesh into her mouth and was obviously retrieving her husband’s come by strong suction, which was implemented by Lynn’s bearing down to force the fluid into Evelyn’s mouth.

Glen and I sat quietly watching the lesbian scene. When Evelyn swung her body around to get into a sixty-nine position with Lynn and my wife began sucking the proffered cunt hungrily, my cock began rising slowly and was soon as hard and stiff as a ramrod. Glen, too, was beginning to get erect. and as if by prearranged signal, we reached for each other’s cock and were quickly into a frenzied fondling session. Our eyes met intensely and in mutual understanding we silently arranged ourselves on the bed, facing cocks to mouths, and we ardently gave each other head.

Both Lynn and Evelyn were having multiple orgasms, their bodies in a state of frenzy with each release, and the stimulation this sight afforded me brought me to ejaculation after Glen had been sucking my cock for ten minutes. Just as my spurtings subsided, his warm come splashed onto my tongue, and with his huge, thick, cock filling my mouth, it felt as though he had discharged a torrent.

Except for the women having one more brief cunt-eating party during which Evelyn sucked and tongued Lynn deeply, that ended our first visit with the Britishers. On the way home we agreed that we had both been more satisfied by our affair with Glen and Evelyn than we had been with the majority of younger people in the past, and we vowed that we would expand our age limitations to include those wonderful, incredibly sensual, totally considerate “older people” from then on.

Our advice to other young swingers is this: don’t sell older people short; you might be missing the most beautiful sex experience of your lives!