Sometimes me and Mike just love to go out, pick up a slut or a stud, or a couple of them, and have ourselves nasty threesomes or foursomes. Lately we’ve really been getting off on picking up guys, especially since about a year ago I got my husband to start messing around with bi guys, even a few gay guys, bringing out Mike’s ‘bi’ side, which I soon discovered was a big part of him. Man, once he discovered cock, he couldn’t stop! Of course I worked him up to that by using my big dildos and strap-ons on him. He took to them like a real champ and we both new what the next step was.

I woke up one Saturday morning really horny.

“Hey Mike? I said, “why don’t we call those two guys we’ve been chatting with online and see what they’re doing tonight.”

We met these two dudes on a bi site and they said they were curious to mess around with a sexy couple. Rick and Dave were two college guys, great looking, muscled and lanky and smooth, and if they weren’t faking it with the pics, they had themselves a pair of huge, gorgeous cocks, two rock hard tools which gave new meaning to the word hung. They knew what we were looking for, and they sounded like they could really get into it.

“Sounds like a plan, Jackie,” Mike said, horny grin on his face. Man, was he ever a sex freak. A real slut, just like his wife!

“Those two look like they can fuck all day and all night,” I said

“I sure hope so,” Mike said, reaching down to stroke his always horny dick.

So I got in touch, and the guys were very game for a scene that night. They’d be over around eight. At around six I started getting very excited, all turned on and shit, going through my sexiest numbers, deciding what I’d wear. Of course I wouldn’t be wearing it very long, but first impressions do make a difference. I decided on a super short mini and a low cut sexy top that showed off my 38D tits. No bra, but under the skirt a peach-coloured thong, very sexy. Mike put on a pair of old jeans, worn in the crotch, nicely showing off his bulge. Mike packs himself a nice bundle down there, big and meaty, and when that cock of his gets stiff – which seems like just about all the time – he has himself a thick, steely, hard eight inches to offer me and any other lucky slut or stud who became our playmates.

“Strip for me, boys, I want to see those big dicks of yours, nice and hard!” I ordered the three guys as I put on some funky music and started to dance for them, really sexy and lewd, grinding to the beat, acting all slutty and whorish.

They tore off their jeans and their tee-shirts and shorts and all of a sudden I was looking at three fully erect, steel hard cocks. Mike’s I knew well, a perfect rigid eight inches of pleasure-providing perfection. But our two guests were something else, hung even bigger, longer and thicker than Mike, and just as hard. If I had a ruler handy, I’d measure them, and I bet that ruler would show close to ten inches of thick cock for each of the two. Now I couldn’t keep my eyes off those three beautiful tools as they fisted themselves for me, and ripped off my skirt and top, down to just my thong now, swaying my big tits for them like a horny stripper, those big firm tits bouncing now as I lewdly brought my hands up, cupped the massive tits, and lewdly rubbed and pinched the aroused, corky nipples.