One evening a good few years years ago my husband ( now ex husband ) decided we were going to go out to lunch to a hotel a five minute walk from our house , we couldn’t decide what we wanted and when we looked at the carvery selection, all the food looked dried up and not that appealing. We resorted to just getting a few drinks and I was quite a few drinks . As we sat there there was a couple sitting in the corner a few tables away from us proball doing the same but it looked like they where booked into the hotel overnight . My husband started the conversation about the food not looking appetising and they both agreed , he then invited the couple over to have a few more drinks,and then proceeded to invite them back to ours for something edible . It was a struggle with a few drinks and I didn’t set the place on fire , chicken fajitas and dips and chips and a few trimmings is all I could muster up , but it tasted nice and it was quick and easy to prepare .after the meal ended up in the family room sitting on our leather L-shaped sofa. Where we watch our TV. We were indulging in a few more glasses of wine and beers chatting after dinner. Our company was in their very early thirties as were late twenties . I would describe him as average looking and approximately six feet tall, his name was Tom or Tim , can’t really remember , her name was Helen and she was maybe five-foot three -inches or so, with an average figure and a baby bump as a result of giving birth to child or two , 34-inch chest with C-size breasts at a guess . Anyway, I am pretty sure that my husband her husband set this up during the few minutes when he was showing our male guest his vintage car in the garage . My husband started to pull me close and felt my breasts, . and tbh I was getting a little bit embarrassed, but he did not stop nor did I stop him. I could see that Helen's husband was doing the same to her. One thing led to another and my husband moved me around on the sofa so, that I was kneeling on the cushion. He lifted my skirt and slid my panties down, he then entered my at this stage wet vagina from behind as I was bent over with my upper body face resting on the sofa, truthfully it felt good. Helen and her husband watched and before long my husband seemed to move away and I thought he was repositioning himself, but Helen's husband took his place and was quickly inside me. My husband took my hand and said it was okay. To make a long story short, my husband joined Helen who did not protest and they eventually got to doing the same . This continued for a while and with all the alcohol consumption one thing led to another and somehow, I would up between her legs as she was holding my head. I was no stranger to eating pussy. Our husbands chose to watch us as we ate each other's pussies. Helen was definingly worth going down on. She was a redhead with very soft hair was parted on the right side of her head and flowed down the middle of her back, her eyes were blue and her lips were very kissable. Her skin was creamy white and her breasts were a 36-DD with a conical shape. Her areolas were at least three- inch across and caped with plump nipples begging to be sucked on. She was able to make them bounce in opposite cycles by bouncing her body up and down. The baby bump didn't detract from her figure at all. Her right arm had a colorful tattoo from her shoulder to her wrist. There were a few stretch marks that were fading and would vanish with time. She had wide hips and her pussy had a thin stop of hair that was a natural brick red. . The right thigh had a tattoo that started at the crease of her right leg and covered most of her inner thigh. She wore Chanel No 5 perfume. The perfume didn't overpower the natural aroma of her pussy though. I happen to be a dark haired , long and slightly wavy , and I can proudly claim that I can compete with Helen I the figure department. When I crouched between Helen's thighs my butt was up in the air and still dripping the cum of the two men in our lives. I parted her labia with my fingers and studied her pussy. With her vagina gapping open I could her wetness. Her clitoris was almost hooded by her labia. When I licked her clit, Helen responded with a moan and clamped her thighs against my ears. To add to her pleasure while I ate her pussy, I stuck her asshole with two of my fingers on my right hand before I shoved them up her ass. That was all it took for her to have an orgasm that caused her whole body to quiver . . I lay on top if her until she recovered. When she was ready, she rolled me over and proceeded to straddle me and rub her pussy all over my own tits. Then she went down on me and stared eating my pussy. While she was sucking on my clit, I lifted my tits in succession and tried sucking on my own nipple, enjoying the smell and taste of her cunt. Our husbands had been jerking off while watching us. My husband got turned on by the sight of Helen's big butt and pink asshole. He got up and got behind her and chose to stick his cock into her asshole and started fucking her. She did lift her head and complained: "You're in the wrong hole!" My husband replied: "That's your opinion!" Her husband laughed at the exchange, and got up and buried his cock into my husband's ass. With every thrust of their hips drove Helen's face hard against my pussy. Both men had their orgasms before Helen and I had our orgasms. When I finally had an orgasm, I placed my hands under her armpits and pulled her so that I could kiss her. I had a minor secondary orgasm as a result of smelling and tasting my own pussy fluid all over her face. Everyone was exhausted at the conclusion. We eventually cleaned up and got dressed. We escorted them to the door and sent them on their way back to the hotel . Helen called me the next day to tell me how much she had enjoyed herself. We agreed to have brunch with each other knowing that the two husbands where heading off for a round of 18 holes on the hotel golf course giving us plenty of time to find and play with each others holes in their absence. 💋