[outlander2]

When Gene joined us on the beach, he was all smiles.

"What are you up to you old coot?" I asked and Gene just grinned.

Finally he said, "I invited a few guests for supper tonight. They are friends from a swing group I associate with from time to time."

"Interesting," April said, her eyes on Gene like he was a mouse and she was the cat.

"I bought you an outfit for tonight," Gene said. His smile softened. "Would you wear it tonight for the party?"

Surprised, April said, "Well of course if you went to the trouble to buy something special for me, I will most certainly wear it."

Gene was obviously pleased. We had lunch at the house and April spent most of the time reading while Gene and I went out to get a few things. Gene also wanted to run his plan by me for the most part to make sure he was not overstepping his bounds. To say the least I was a little surprised and honestly told him I had no idea how April would respond to his plans. He wanted to know if I was okay with him putting it into motion.

"Hell you already have," I said and Gene agreed.

It was 7 PM and the guests were supposed to arrive and April was still sitting on the bed looking at her "outfit." I sit in the soft recliner to the side and looked at her. The outfit was a beautiful dark purple satin mask that tied at the back much like Zorro's or perhaps the Lone Ranger. There was a gold waist bracelet and a matching ankle bracelet and that was the extent of the outfit.

When she had seen it, her exact words were muttered. "That old son-of-a-b*tch!"

I know my laugh was not the support she wanted and the steely glare had only made it worse. I was quiet now and she was looking at the evening attire. She looked at me seriously. "James, I am not 20 years old. My body is okay but its . . . . "

"Your body is damn hot sweetheart," I said. "No one is expecting a supermodel." April had never been one to worry about her fitness cause it had always been good but she had put on 15 lbs in her hips and buttocks and it bothered her. She had wore her bikini without being self conscious, but going total naked in front of strangers was a little daunting to her.

I could see the determination and she stood, putting on the waist bracelet and then the ankle bracelet. I put the mask around her eyes and under her long hair. We spread her hair along her shoulders after I tied the mask in place.

She looked at herself in the mirror and took a long breath. "Are the other women going to be dressed like this?" she asked me.

I shrugged my shoulders. "I have no idea. He hasn't told me anything about who he invited except to say they are friends from a swing group."

April nodded, took another long breath and I watched her slip on the sandals and walk out the door. I stood there for a moment and when she did not come running back inside, I went out the door as well.

Gene's friends were all men and most were around 60 years old. There were 7 of them there and another 1 or 2 was supposed to make it. April was the only woman in the room and two of the men had her to the side talking to her. She looked at me and even under the mask I knew she wanted to kill someone! I hoped it was Gene.

One of the men slipped his arm around her waist and I heard her laugh. I caught Gene peering in from the kitchen and I thought he was smart for having an exit close to hand. Soon he filtered into the room with her and the others. April had a beer and was drinking it and I shook hands with some of the men Gene introduced me to.

One old man named Harvey said, "Son, your wife is gorgeous."

"Thank you," I said without missing a beat.

"I understand this is her first gangbang," he said, sipping on a beer.

"We have done some swinging when we were younger, but yes this is her first gangbang," I said.

"She's a hottie." This was one of the other men and I seen Gene was checking his watch.

"I guess you have done a few of these?" I asked Harve, which he insisted I call him.

He grunted and said. "My first gangbang was 1971. Done quite a few in my day."

He perked up and I turned to see this long tall black man come in and wave at Gene. They went outside and came back with what looked like a short padded weight bench with a very slight incline. No bars for any weights though.

April was looking at the bench and I seen her nod. Harve stepped up to stand beside me. He gestured with his beer bottle as he spoke. "The mask gives her a sense of anonymity. Makes it easier to let herself go."

I knew that because Gene had told me the theory today when he shared his plans with me. One of the men she talked to held her hand as she knelt, taking the man's cock in her mouth. The man to his right took off his shorts and boxers and April gripped his cock while sucking the first. She moved over to suck the other cock and went back and forth some.

The bench was set up and the first man she sucked took her hand and led her to the bench. He lay on the bench and had her to straddle him. She put a condom on his cock and he fit it against her pussy and soon she was riding it. Her legs looked so powerful as she stood astraddle, riding that cock as the tall black man moved behind her. He straddled the bench, his hand in the center of her back as he leaned her over. April was rocking on the cock in her pussy and I seen her mouth go wide as the black man (Roger) slide his lubed penis inside her ass.

Now April had been DPed before a few times. It was rare, but despite all of that this she had never been with a black man before. She was holding on to the chest of the man on his back as Roger pushed harder into her ass.

My cock was so hard I thought it was going to burst. L stepped up to where I could see her face and as she looked at me one of the other men rubbed her face with his cock before sliding it into her mouth. My wife had 3 cocks inside of her!!! The one at her mouth stepped back and April straightened out some, pushing back against the two cocks inside her ass and pussy. Roger was pushing in hard and I saw him lower his head and start grunting. He was cumming inside her ass and I could see he was damn sure enjoying it. When he stepped back not a bit of semen ran out. One of the other men got behind her and his cock went up her ass quite easily after Roger had primed the hole already.

Gene was beside me for several moments before I realized it. He was watching it all too.

"Did you have the bench made?" I asked.

He shook his head. "No me. Someone in their group. Its just the right height for this and comfortable for the guy underneath."

The guy underneath her had just cum and she had moved off of him as he stood up and took off his condom. She was leaning forward on the bench as the other guy finished inside her ass. When he stepped back the guy she was riding first had her to let him pour his cum out of his condom onto her titties and he massaged it into her skin as she laughed. April had a breast job about a year or so ago and they are bigger than before for sure, but she had not had a drastic enhancement because she did not want to lose the sensitivity of her nipples.

"Some are using condoms," I said, noticing another guy get on the bench but he was not wearing one.

"Its gentleman's choice tonight James. Don't worry I know these guys have all been tested recently and they are safe."

"You know I will kill you if any harm comes to my wife," I said with a grin. He nodded. He knew I was only kidding a little bit.

She was having fun. She was in a room full of men who seen her as a goddess. She was 15 to 25 years younger than them all and she was a girl again and she fucked that guy on the bench so hard no one could get her to slow to get inside her ass. The guy on the bench didn't last long and soon he was cumming. I got in behind her and took my turn.

They moved from the bench to the couch and every man in that room treated her like a goddess but they were there to fuck her and fuck her they did. Every man there cum in her at least 3 times and a few were up for a fourth time. There were 10 of us total. Eight of Gene's friends, Gene and myself. The party was over at midnight but it lasted a little longer. When it was over April was so exhausted Gene and I helped her to the hottub. I made her a snack and brought her some tea.

I sit in the tub with her and she looked at me. "I have had 100 orgasms tonight."

WOW. "Really?" I asked.

She shook her head. "I don't know. I lost count."

Gene came to the tub and he sit on the edge. He said, "You are sore." It was a statement.

"In a good way," she said.

"Tomorrow we are just going to go out for supper. Want to take you both to a great Caribbean place I know. Take a break from this and have a fun night before you guys go home." Gene wasn't asking but I knew he was waiting for approval.

April kind of smirked. "I had no idea what to do when I see my outfit and I kept cussing you in my mind."

Gene chortled like a little kid. "What did you think when you walked out of the room?"

April laughed. "I had been saying it over and over. That old son-of-a-b*tch!"

Her answer delighted him and I sit across from her and massaged her feet while she sit there. Gene got up and cleaned up what mess there was in the living room and kitchen. April drank her tea and ate her sandwich. She kept rubbing her jaw.

Noticing me looking at her she said, her mouth half full of sandwich, "You can suck enough cock to give yourself lockjaw!"

"I will take your word for it," I said and she finished her sandwich and closed her eyes as I massaged her calves and feet. After a bit we got up and I dried her off as she stood there like our kids had when we bathed them when they were small. We headed for the bedroom and found Gene laying on his couch sound asleep with just one of his lamps on. I swear he was grinning in his sleep!!!

NOTE: I have been super busy because of the impending holiday season and trying to get some last minute business things done before the end of the year so I apologize for the delay in finishing what happened on our vacation. The final night is not as overly carnal as the night of the gangbang but I will finish it up in the next few days. The gangbang under a controlled event was actually fulfilling an old fantasy of both mine and April's and something we had discussed during a swinger version of truth or dare one night seemingly a million years ago back in Texas. I had forgotten April telling about the fantasy that night. Gene had not!