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It must have been about eight years ago when we first joined the
retirement fraternity in our town. Retirement was going well and we kept very busy;
my wife Peggy joined an education class for art and one for IT, and I took up family
history and started giving lectures at the local college (part of the university).

It meant that we both began to meet a good many new people, many of whom became good
friends. A couple like us in particular, Geoff and Shirley, had retired a few months
before us, and we were soon having dinner parties and outings together. Geoff was a
tall man, whereas I am only 5’6”, and Shirley was a big woman, stately and with the
most magnificent set of boobs I had ever seen. She was obviously very proud of them
too, since she held herself in a stately manner, which tended to make them seem even
larger. Peggy, like me, is small and petite, although her breasts are not
particularly small (38C).

The two of us enjoy, and have always enjoyed, a strong sex life, and have had no
need of alternative partners because of that - until now, that is. After a few weeks
of our acquaintance with Geoff and Shirley, and during one of our still frequent
fucking sessions, Peggy took up the subject of the other couple.

“What do you think of Shirley?”

“How do you mean …?”

“I know you like big tits - what do you think of hers? Don\'t they get you horny?”

We often use a bit of fantasy during our love-making. On one occasion, years ago
now, we were out in a large forest area near here and a rider on a horse came by. We
were stood looking at them, when suddenly the stallion produced the most enormous
erection. Ever since then, it has been one of our means of getting aroused (“What
about that stallion …?).

I agreed that I did find Shirley’s breasts got me excited.

“I bet you’d like to have them wrapped around your cock!”

“Well, yes, now you come to mention it … Anyway, how about you - Geoff must have a
nice cock, he‘s tall enough!”

I think we both began to wonder about things then. The other couple seemed very
broadminded - Geoff often cracked jokes about sex and she always laughed at them,
even if she’d heard them before. I began to think, too, that perhaps she was quite a
sensuous person - whenever she greeted me it was with her lips on mine, not the
usual pecks on the cheek, and often pressed herself against me. His hands wandered
around my wife, little touches on her ass, or above her knees when he was talking.

So it was that we began to set out to encourage them to us. The kisses became hugs
and kisses, and his hands started to move further on her body. We let slip a few
intimate details about our love-making …

“Tell me, Geoff, what colour panties do you most like on a woman?” A gasp from the
two females, although we had just finished a bottle of wine and were starting on a
second. Geoff looked at me, a faint smile on his lips.

“Never mind on a woman - on Shirley I prefer either black, or none at all!”

“I think that blue is more my favourite,” I laughed, “though I agree with you about
the ‘none at all’!”

“Oh Harry, you are dreadful” (although my wife didn’t sound as if she was shocked at
all) “How would you like it if I asked Shirley about what kind of underpants she
preferred on a man?”

I laughed even more. “Well let me ask - what kind do you prefer - and what sort does
he have on now?”

The wine had got to Shirley. “The sort he has on right now, and he will now
demonstrate them … go on Harry show them!”

With barely a pause Harry stood up, and slipped down his pants. The boxer shorts
scarcely hid what else he had to show us, and the little scream that came from Peggy
showed how impressed she was. The large tent was proof of what I had said to her,
that he was big.

There was a short silence. The Shirley reached forward and pulled his sorts down,
revealing a cock such as I had only seen in porn book or on the internet - glowing
purple and with an accompanying set of balls slung underneath.

Peggy’s voice croaked as she spoke. “Oh Shirley you must have a wonderful time with
that … but then he is lucky too, isn’t he?”

I agreed that Shirley’s tits were certainly a turn-on. At that she quickly took off
her top and unfastened her bra. Huge melons fell forward, topped with the most
magnificent nipples, surrounded by dark areola. My cock came to attention.

“Perhaps we should all get naked” suggested Geoff.

And we did. It turned out that Shirley is bi, and soon she and Peggy were kissing
each other, leaving Geoff and I to watch them. I’ve never been much that way myself,
but when he began jerking off, I wasn’t too long before my hand was making the
familiar movement on him. I found myself sucking him off, tasting a man’s cock for
the first time. The girls began 69ing, and I could hear Peggy’s moans as her far
more experienced partner hit the right spot.

But we reverted to heterosexual love, and that night I was able to fuck both Shirley
and Peggy. We’re unlikely to get our wives pregnant, but it is part of our
retirement enjoyment nevertheless..