I left my wife tied to the window. Hands secured above her head. Eyes covered with her shawl securely tied. I slowly opened the door and let him in.I ...ad great fantasy of seeing my wife being fucked by someone else. I had tried to talk her into it but she was adamant. The more I read sex stories, the more determined I became. I began posting my stories online too to make up for my fantasies.Then I got a mail from Babu.He appreciated my stories. I send him a mail with one line –"Are you. One was so hot I would have offered my face if she wanted to sit down. In my opinion, most of the men were not attractive. More beer bellies than a Weight Watchers meeting. The swingers turned out to be a wild bunch. Scenes I witnessed in the first hour: an older woman blowing a guy on a stool at the crowded bar, topless women in thongs moving among the revelers passing out Jell-O shots, a bald guy eating pussy in the hot tub, and a naked, heavy-set woman on her hands and knees getting fucked. I jumped off the road and waited for ataxi. I saw one taxi parked slightly off the roadabout 200 yards away so I ran and got him to turnaround. I asked him if he would help me get my wife inthe taxi, he reluctantly agreed and we walked down toget her up.But she was not alone anymore. I was shocked andexcited at the same time. Three native looking menwere around her. They were all fully clothed but theircocks were out. I could see in the street light, theirdirty, wrinkled cocks. One enourmous. My wife told me that she get so horny just thinking about being used as a slutty whore and to tell the truth I got horny too thinking about it. She wanted me to act as the worker and just use her as I want. I decided to fulfil her wish at some time but I had to find the correct moment. A month later the moment occurred. I had to mow the grass and my wife had to bring some order in her recipe collection which she wanted to do in the kitchen. This was perfect. The lawn was visible from the.