Three Couples Experiment with Ecstasy and Exhibitionism (m/f m/f m/f) | 2016

Shortly after my wife and I got together a friend of ours had a birthday party with a very special request. Only six people were invited: the future wife and I, birthday boy and his fiance, and another couple. We would all gather at our house in the evening and each person would take a capsule full of sass, a more natural alternative to the drug ecstasy. A number of folks in the group, including me, had never done ecstasy before and were intrigued by the idea of experimenting with friends. Here is what happened.

If you don’t know what happens when you take ecstasy then you can do that research on your own. Go, I’ll wait. Welcome back, so after we had all danced in my living room for five hours straight and taken a walk to the local playground and drank ten gallons of water each, we then found ourselves changing into comfy evening wear and sprawled out on the floor talking about the intricacies of the human condition and how much we all loved each other. Sounds about right, right?

I like to take this moment to let you know that this was not some merry band of swingers. It was never the goal to get high and swap wives. The only reason we changed was because we were at the point in the evening where we all could REALLY feel our own clothes so we put on softer clothes.

So we’re chatting about love and relationships while strewn upon pillows like we are in some kind of opium den. My wife with her alabaster skin and wild red hair was rubbing my back, her hand caressing me from my neck all the way down to my thigh. Suddenly her hand takes a detour and gently strokes my crotch. Crotch reacts because duh, also ecstasy. My head (actual head) perks up but relaxes into it, it’s all good and the wife's hand keeps massaging. Everyone is massaging and cuddling in some way or another so her hand gets little notice. However when her hand dips into my pajama pants and produces my erect penis, attention is paid. And when she wrapped her lips around my shaft, well, now we’re putting on a show.

Her soft mouth was the only thing my entire being could pay attention to. This was not your average blowjob, this beautiful woman had lost herself in the act. Long deliberate sucks. Kisses. She’d grab my balls in one hand and lick them like an ice cream cone. Over and over and over. When the other began to speak it startled me a bit. Hushed compliments between one another, she’s amazing. . .that is so hot. Nothing could have phased me because I was enthralled as my wife was.

I sat up and placed my hand behind her head, taking her hair between my fingers. It was working its way through me like a drum growing louder and louder, didn’t need to warn her because my body was all alarms. My head shot back and slammed into the pillow as I came. The couple next to me reached out and took handfuls of my hair and squeezed, they just knew. Spine arched and I began shaking, knees locked, and my beautiful love slurping like a goddess. The tremors subsided and I sat up and kissed her deeply, deeper than I had ever kissed her I believe. We held each other in silence.

The birthday boy and his mate summed it up with a long guttural “wooow”

Our other friends reacted in another way. Billie hiked up her skirt and pulled off her panties. Her mate gave out a hesitant “Ok?” before getting with the program and taking off his damn pants. He sat against the base of our sofa, cock out and rock hard, as she stood up and positioned herself and then plunged her pussy right down upon him. Their humping was a ferocious grinding full of grunts. Soon we could smell them and that was just fine by us. The kind old chap even flipped her skirt so we could see her round ass pummel him into the furniture.

One hand let the skirt go so that it could release one of Billie’s double d titties from her shirt, his mouth creating a vocal seal around her dark nipple. It was what she needed to take herself to the edge as soon we watched as her ass clenched and his fingers dug into her thigh. Billies thrusting never stopped and soon her mate released her nipple and gave a comically high pitched moan into the air. The grinding slowed but kept on. Billie turned towards us and the other couple and placed her hand over her mouth in a gesture that was equal parts “I can’t believe we did that” and “oh my god how how was that?”

There was a pause. We all knew what was happening next it just took the birthday boy and his love a moment to realize it. Billie stared at them with a cock still in her. My own cock was still out (and hard again) as I looked on too. Birthday boys fiance took his shirt and pulled it over his head and then removed hers the same way. She laid on the floor, her head inches from me, and removed her pants. Dear god they were stripping all the way down, obviously this birthday boy was not to be shown up.

He slid himself into her. Gently. Her hands tracing his body, moving down the curve of his back while their eyes locked on each other. The long slow thrusts were close enough I could hear her wetness against him. My wife wrapped her arm around my chest and placed her chin on my shoulder as if to settle in for a show. All I could think about was how in love they were, how captivated they were with one another bodies. This was the thought process of a high person but still.

Eventually he melted into her, burying his face in her neck as his ass bobbed up and down. Her breathing was erratic and mixed with moans, she would say his name through clenched teeth. Eventually one hand slid from his body and reached towards us. My wife took her hand and squeezed. It may have been the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. We all seemed so relaxed and at ease just watching our friends fuck. I remember looking to the other couple and just exchanging smiles with them, so content.

My wife look my arm and literally handed me this woman’s hand. Now I was holding my friend's fiance's hand while he just railed on her. The drugs really helped keep the intensity of the situation under control. The wife then moved around the humping couple until we flanked them from both sides. I didn’t know what would happen, she could have just dove in and I wouldn’t have batted an eye probably. Alas no, she put her hands on the birthday boys back and massaged him while he fucked his lover. Perhaps my wife sensed a degree of performance anxiety and hopes to calm him? It worked, she sat by his side rubbing his back only a short while before he pulled his cock out and squirted a sizable puddled on his fiance's belly.

The birthday boy collapsed into his lover once again. My wife moved back over to me and crawled into my arms. We all sat there in silence for what felt like an hour, holding the person we loved. Surely the ecstasy helped but I like to think we all needed to broadcast our love of one another. . . and let our freak flag fly.

Well that was a blast. I shared a story yesterday and you should read it if you liked this Years later my wife would let me have sex with her best friend Leave comments. Don't be creepy and ask for pictures. Thank you again!