By Euroz
The only 'threesome' I ever had - as a single guy - was something that happened not long before I met my wife. We've since had some fun together after getting married because my wife is very keen on 'the lifestyle'. She is dominant and I've accepted that I am submissive to her.
Now at the time of my first threesome, I wasn't the most experienced of guys. I was a virgin when I started college and I'd never considered anything kinky like BDSM. I was just your typical horny guy, one who hadn't had any sex since the break-up with his girlfriend over a year back! My first experience of group sex was unplanned and entirely random, but it was so disappointing and awkward that I've never told anyone about it. Even though I was drunk at the time, it's burnt into my memory. I'll never forget what happened that night. Here's my confession about my first male-female-female threesome...
After the end of my semester exams, I was out drinking with my friends. I'd had a few beers to build up my courage and I was looking to meet someone. I started talking to this girl whom I thought was cute. She was close to my age and seemed sort of shy at first too. I found her appealing because she wasn't as drunk as some of the other people in the bar. Our conversation was good considering where we were - a loud, crowded bar on the more expensive side of town. The egos matched the price of the drinks - inflated. I lived miles away in cheapass studentsville and didn't have lots of cash to splash around. But the place did have a great, cozy atmosphere and it was warm and inviting compared to the frozen darkness outside. My friends and I agreed that we were bunkered there for the night. I was happy with that because I had plenty of time to get to know the shy gal.
After about 2 hours of flirting and drinking we were all pretty drunk. It was going great with this gal and I hoped to get her number, when the timing was right. It was a very happy surprise to me when she suggested that we heat things up by going back to her place. Score! I quickly agreed, totally forgetting to ask for her phone number.
She told me she lived only a short walk from the bar. We left not long before closing time and walked 20 minutes in the freezing night to her place. The cold air seemed to wake both of us up. We kept a quick pace, but during the long walk, my nerves started to return. I confided to her that I hadn’t been with a girlfriend in over a year. She couldn’t believe it and said I was too cute to be single.
When I asked about her last relationship, she said it was only recent and changed the topic. I was thinking to myself, she must have had a bad breakup - when she suddenly started telling me that she found it exciting thinking about sex with someone she'd only just met. She told me that her pussy felt so hot that she was keen to get my clothes off! It was such a turn-on hearing her say that.
She said it so loud that anyone could hear, but the streets were empty at that time of night. Despite the cold and wet, her horny flirting had buzzed me again with excitement. Still, the 20 minute walk seemed like an eternity. I think we were both keen to get inside, pun intended!
When we finally arrived at her place, we went directly to her room to warm up beside the heater. We stood next to her window, her curtains still open with light shining onto the footpath outside. As we began kissing, I tried not to let my nerves show. My face was frozen and my hands were shaking but soon our bodies began warming each other up as we touched.
She started teasing me to take off the last of my clothes and dared me to do some warm up exercises with her, then to run back outside together into the snow. I was having none of that - I knew what I wanted.
Suddenly, she said something that really surprised me. This shy, cute, drunk gal told me that she was bi-sexual. She said she would ask her roommate to join us, IF I wanted her to - then she looked at me, smiling like she'd just executed her secret plan of action for the night. Of course I said yes! The idea of a threesome really turned me on.
I already knew the roomie was gorgeous because I'd seen a photo of her flatmate as we hung up our jackets on the wall, when we first walked into the house. The hot buzz I felt at the bar had well and truly returned - I was ecstatic and felt like a king.
Then with a cheeky grin, she told me she'd get her friend IF I stripped completely naked in front of her bedroom window. She was teasing me that she wanted me to put on a show for her neighbors across the street. To push past my uncertainty, she started kissing me some more in a really hot way. I didn't need further encouragement! Dare accepted.
It was so late at night that I didn't care if people passing on the street could see me undress. I took off my clothes as quickly and sexily as I could. Without having had sex for a year, I thought that it wouldn't take me very long to get erect. But I still had a lot of alcohol in my system.
The house wasn’t that cold inside and I removed the last of my underwear standing beside the window. I looked at her as she checked out my body, the lights to her room shining brightly across my naked, moon-white skin.
Maybe it was my nerves or the fact that we had spent 20 minutes walking through snow but I was no where near hard. In fact, I was suffering from severe shrinkage. It happens and there's not much a guy can do about it sometimes. I tried to not to let my shyness overcome me and I stood my ground, appearing confident.
Beside her bedroom window, naked, with no erection in sight, she smirked at my frozen appendage then looked into my eyes. I probably did blush a little more than I would have liked. I could tell she was instantly amused.
My first one night stand and my worst nightmare were happening together. I had sex on my mind so I figured that if I could make it through the next few minutes, then I had the prospect of a MFF threesome with 2 attractive gals!
Somehow my body willed my erection and I began to stiffen in front of her. She watched, not saying anything - but giggling and grinning - as I grew. I could tell she was waiting for me to say something about my frozen state. I wasn't going to call any further attention to it, so that extra silent tension was heavy in the air. Luckily, my cock sprang into action.
It wriggled outwards like a snake looking for something to climb. It grew from nothing but an acorn to a more respectable size - her eyes glinting as she stared at my expansion. As my erection grew, she first looked down, then up - her eyes meeting mine - then down again at the movement of my cock. Eventually she couldn't contain herself and she burst out laughing at my display. I didn't care, heat had flooded my body with my arousal. But I could tell she was fascinated by what she'd just seen.
Within moments I was fully erect and ready for sex with a girl I’d only met a few hours ago! By now she was only wearing a thin shirt and I could see her nipples harden in front of me. My confidence returned again as my cock grew beside the window, showing her and the neighbors how horny I was. Dare completed!
I was thinking how wild the night could be. Her silence had really turned me on. I imagined how she would look naked and how I could please two women at once -both of whom were basically strangers. I stood there for what seemed like a long time but it was probably only seconds. She hadn't moved, hadn't really spoken - she'd just watched as I got horny in front of her. It was a very hot moment etched into my mind forever. If sex with a stranger always felt like this, I decided that I was into it!
With a beaming smile, she turned and left the room. True to her word, she went to get her flatmate who was obviously still awake, with music playing through the walls. I could hear their giggles but couldn't make out their conversation. Waiting there, standing naked, I knew enough to pretend that I was a confident lover. I wanted to do my best to hide my inexperience and wouldn't let nerves get the better of me in front of two women. I still couldn't believe my luck to have met a woman like her!
when my shy, drunk gal returned, her roomie looked even more gorgeous in real life than her photo on the wall. My cock involuntarily throbbed as her eyes dropped straight to my erection. The roomie squealed when she saw me standing there naked and hard! She erupted into laughter as my drunken shy gal grinned from ear-to-ear with her reaction. I literally started throbbing in front of them! What else could I do but smile and say 'Nice to meet you, I'm your naked surprise!' We all started laughing at that. I felt I'd broken the ice with the other gal too.
It was hot watching her check me out like her friend done had only moments before. They both walked over to me, smiling and chatting, all the time openly staring at what I had on display. I completely stopped caring that my butt was visible through the window to anyone passing on the street. I really was a king.
The gorgeous roomie whispered something to my cute, shy gal. They shrieked with laughter. I admit that part of me was curios what they'd just said to each other but I didn't really care at that point. I was busy encouraging them to join me and get more comfortable. I probably did start blushing because my lips dried out and my nerves seemed to return. I tried not to show that though.
I told them to take off their clothes but the roomie said I’d have to turn them on first. Seriously, another dare... what now I asked? How could I turn them on?
The roomie kind of looked down at my body and nodded at my cock. She stared, looked up at me, then back down. Not long after, my shy gal started doing the same thing, following her lead. They were waiting for me to do something. But their huge grins giving the game away. As they watched me throb, I could tell they wanted me to jerk for them. I started to briefly jerked myself, then stopped.
They cheered encouragement. In the next few minutes, I did everything they asked. I stroked myself in front of them beside the window. I deliberately interrupted my jerking, trying to make conversation. I'd briefly touch it, then stop again because otherwise I knew I would quickly lose control. I was so turned on.
I knew I had to slow down things down and focus on them. So I kept encouraging each gal to strip for me. But to my frustration, they only teased me some more - grabbing their tits through their shirts, pulling their bra straps. They'd tell me to turn to the side or to show them my backside, teasing me that I should twerk for the whole street to watch. They played with my cock whilst slapping my butt, making comments on my body, touching my arms and chest.
I was drunk and horny - I wanted a threesome. I did everything they asked, thinking it was foreplay that would turn them on. Their extra attention WAS turning me on - a little too much. I was throbbing and getting closer to coming. They knew. I was so painfully hard that they could see how stiff my cock was! Aching for their pussy....
Gradually, I began to realize what they were doing - relentlessly teasing me - yet ignoring my requests for them to take off the last of their clothes. They'd give a bit of a strip tease, then stop. I wanted to get laid and didn't want to come in front of them this way. I wanted to see them naked and have a threesome. After a year without satisfaction, I really, really, really wanted sex. I need to get in bed and fuck like a stallion. There's no way I wanted to come in seconds or give a lousy performance to either woman.
I kept resisting them, trying to slow myself down. They kept pressing, telling me to keep jerking, telling me to cum for them. It became a battle of wills as I jerked. I tried to turn the conversation away from me, back to them. I'd ask that they play with themselves. I'd talk about seeing their breasts. They'd constantly turn the topic back to me.
When nothing worked to divert their attention, I suppose I started to get frustrated. The roomie was sober and had played me like a fiddle. The more I resisted, the stronger her teasing and direction. Our banter changed and her instructions became more forceful and assured. It’s blur but I remember saying out of frustration that I may as well put my shirt on and go home. I didn't know what else to do or say. That's when my shy, drunk gal from the bar finally started speaking up.
I thought she'd put her roomie in place but instead, she turned to me. She spoke to me in the playful way she had earlier, daring me to show my cock to the street. Truthfully it was a turn on but I was also kind of shocked.
She looked me straight in the eyes and said 'there's two girls watching and no way to get home'. She was right, it was so late that my cheap public transport options had stopped their service for the night. I faced an expensive ride home using money that I didn't have. I was stuck and not able to respond. When I didn't say anything, she got bolder. She said there was 'no-one else around who'd help that hard little dick get off. Shut up, enjoy it and cum!' I was speechless, stunned by her directness.
I’d never been spoken to like that before. Naturally the roomie burst out laughing. My silence must have been some kind of permission for her to turn into a boss-mamma. I couldn’t believe what she had said after that! I was so horny but in shock at being bossed like that.
My cock started to deflate with my confusion. Uncertainty grew in my mind. Was this a game? Pretty soon, they started chanting, 'cum, cum, cum' and it was clear what they wanted. They knew I needed to cum, but mentally I hadn't committed to giving them a visual performance to completion... not in this way!
My drunk mind had a decision to make. Either I face the cold snow outside or I do what they ask, then hope for action later. I agreed to cum for them. They cheered their victory! Mission-ary denied.
After that, I accepted that they were in control and I followed their instructions. I'd lost confidence that they would listen to me anyway. I was at that point where I really needed to come. The roomie manipulated everything from then on. I still figured that, after I jerked for them, they would finish undressing and we could have the threesome together.
As I stroked myself willingly for them now, I imagined their naked flesh. I stared at their half-naked bodies as they gradually flashed a little more boob, some leg, some butt. I was their game, their toy to play with. They knew what they were doing.
The more I gave into their requests, the harder my cock grew. They were telling me to jerk hard, then slow, hard, then slow. Eventually they told me to stop jerking it all together. As I stood there right on the edge of cumming, they started asking me questions about my sex life and what turned me on.
I stayed right at the edge as they asked about my experience and I confessed my secrets. My cock started bouncing around, I tried not to come. They cheered and laughed the whole time. I asked them to touch me, suck me or to undress so I could see their pussies. They were amused at my desperation and the horny actions of a sex-starved guy with a really hard cock.
They got me to close to an explosive orgasm so many times. I literally squeezed my cock muscles to stop it from throbbing. I have never been so erect, before or since, because of two merciless gals like them. That night I became a slave to the desires of two women, and ever since, I've been submissive in bed. Nowadays, my wife enjoys taking advantage of that. At the time, I was... fighting for my manhood!
The roomie started making stronger comments about my 'hard little cock' – she wanted to know my size. Well, I’m not big and I was embarrassed to tell her. The drunken shy gal whom I thought I'd had a connection with straight out told me that I was smaller than her smallest boyfriend. Ouch. Roomie giggled and said the same. The conversation had shifted to how small I was. I couldn't have been more embarrassed!
With a cherry red face, they told me not to worry about it. There I stood, at the edge of cumming. Really, it's the last thing any guy wants to talk about! But they did - and - they could see what their conversation was doing to me. Whenever they got me close to cumming, they'd stop, then talk some more about my throbbing cock. The roomie kept asking for my size and I kept avoiding specifics. Finally I told her that it was just below average. She didn’t believe me.
I’d given up and felt driven insane with this conversation and my sexual exposure. She suggested that she would measure me and I agreed to let her have her fun. Then she reached over and held onto my cock just long enough that she could measure it against the length of her iphone. Held close up like that, they both saw that her iphone was about 50% longer than my own length.
I couldn't take it anymore. With her hand still gently touching my skin, I lost control of myself. I reached out, grabbed her breasts through her shirt and moaned that I needed her pussy. I was an animal - and - I came all over her legs! Despite my absolute embarrassment at what had just happened, cumming as she measured me, her touch of my cock had set me off. I reached insanity and beyond. Mission-ary FAIL.
Shy gal was watching and laughing. The roomie was shrieking as I spurted onto her body. I came in buckets as they laughed at their success. Afterwards, I couldn’t believe the things they'd been saying about my size. I have thought about that moment many times since.
My cock wilted after my cork was popped. Embarrassment flooded into me. I felt very stupid. I'd wanted sex but instead I'd just cum onto a gal's legs, unable to last. They both knew why and couldn't stop laughing.
Although they had both stripped a little for me as part of their teasing, they'd kept their underwear on the whole time. With my frustration released, I wondered what would happen next. I didn't have to wait long.
The manipulative roomie suggested that after my little show, I should clean myself up. She told me that I 'smelled of beer and cum' and she made a big deal about the fact there was no way she would be able to 'fuck a beer can. My courage was shrinking like my cock. I played along and did what she said.
The bathroom was directly opposite the bedroom, so I agreed that I'd wash my body for them as they watched. I walked out, leaving both doors open. As soon as I left the room and started the shower, I could hear them talking and whispering.
I had time to think about what had happened. They were laughing at my expense and I knew it to the core. Then I realized that the roomie was speaking to someone on her phone. I prayed that she wasn't telling whoever was on the line about what had just happened!
Then I was stuck with a shocking thought that I didn't want to have. I realized that when the roomie had first come into the room, she'd had her phone in her hand... and kept it there the whole time. I was so focused on my nakedness and distracted by the thought of sex, that I hadn't thought about that fact. She could have been recording me through all of it! I thought it unlikely and dismissed it.
I rushed to finish my shower, trying to keep calm and to fend off rising anxiety. I did not want to admit defeat and nerves weren't going to help. I was still horny. They'd both gotten what they wanted but what did I get? Although I felt humiliated at being used and laughed at, I resolved to man up and fuck with my inner stallion. I WANTED to have sex! I was going to take charge and see this through to the end.
I made myself hard again, wanking as shy gal came into the bathroom to watch me. She teased me that I was a horny pervert, wanking in front of two gals, then wanking again alone in the shower. I suppose for her it was confirmation that everything that had happened was enjoyable for me too.
Once I'd showered, I decided to steal my moment. I walked out naked and erect, my cock swaying as I confidently approached the roomie who was still in the bedroom talking on the phone. Both gals had pulled their bra straps up and fixed their shirts. But I had the determination of a man who knew he was going to have sex.
Whilst gorgeous roomie was gossiping to whoever, I scooted up behind her. I pressed my cock up and between her panties from behind at the same time as I drove my hands into the front of her panties. She squealed as my, fingers found her smooth, wet pussy! She instantly ended her phone conversation.
I could tell she wasn't angry. But she squirmed like a fish, trying to get out of my touch. She was amused but didn't bend to my will. She pushed me from her. By that stage I didn't care. My eyes were locked onto her exposed pussy.
I walked forward to her, presenting my hard cock like a prize for her naked flesh. She looked down and laughed. As she did, I reached up and under her shirt, handling her bra to expose her nipple. I wanted her badly.
I told her that I loved cumming over her legs but now I wanted to kiss and fuck. I demanded that she get into bed with her friend so I could take them both. She pushed me away again as she pulled up her panties and tried to fix herself.
I told her to stop and to take them off. Shy gal had watched all this but then started telling me off for being a horny pig. I ignored her at first. I'm not sure how she knew to do it, but the roomie looked down at my erection, shook her head in a 'no, no, no' sad face way and told me that she wouldn't be fucking my little cock. I couldn't help it, I started to blush.
Embarrassed by her rejection, I turned to the shy gal who was calling me a dirty perv. I walked over and tried to kiss her too. I jumped on her like I did her flat mate. They'd created this horny monster. I shoved my hand up and under her bra whilst my other hand dove for her pussy. She was ready for that and resisted, but I didn't care. I'd had enough of being a play thing.
I suppose their shrieking at my animal behavior woke me up from my sexual haze. I'd been trying my best to be sexually confident with both of them. When I realized they weren't comfortable with me turning the tables, I pulled away. I still had an ounce of respect that this was a mutual thing we were all doing together. I stopped physically driving forward but still wanted to show what I wanted. I tried getting more verbal and commanded them to get into bed with me. Neither budged. We were at an impasse.
Neither gal was willing to let me take their clothes off. I'd gotten borderline out of control in the process. Next thing I know, the roomie is saying that it was her boyfriend on the phone. He wanted to know why she'd ended the call. She told me that he was on his way over.
Shy gal exclaimed, 'oh shit, Z is with him. They were out together tonight.' Roomie followed that up by telling me that both their boyfriends were in the car and not far away.
I felt this was bullshit but worried that if it wasn't, things could get awkward if two guys caught me naked like this. Roomie looked down and said my little guy had run out of puff. Time's up, should have jerked faster!
What?!!! I couldn’t believe their crap! They were backing each other up now, telling me that nothing more could happen tonight. I was being thanked for my 'little' show and moved on. The roomie said something like, 'the party is over bigboy' and started pushing me out of the room.
When I realized they were serious, my cock shrunk to an acorn again. I was sickened by anger but what could I do? The roomie guided me out of the room, naked, ignoring that I was trying to talk to the gal who invited me home. She said it looked like I had really enjoyed myself but that it was now time to go. She kept repeating that their boyfriends would be around any moment.
Defeated, I stepped away, covered myself and said I needed my clothes. I was kind of in shock, disgusted and embarrassed at being used. I didn’t feel comfortable naked in front of them anymore. My shy gal from the bar handed my things to me. She apologized, telling me that said she’d see me again during the week. Then she recalled that we hadn't exchanged phone numbers. She asked for mine and entered it into her phone. As I was dressing, shy bar gal wrote on a PostIt papernote her number and a brief message, then handed that to me.
I noticed her roomie had angled the phone in her hand towards me again. My doubts about being filmed crept up. Instinctively, I shied away. As I was leaving, I read the message that the shy gal had written - thanks for the memories.
I'd lost interest now and didn't find that cute or funny. The way the roomie was still holding her phone in a way that made me suspect this was all a set up. Thinking back, she definitely could have been filming the whole time. I kick myself that I didn't have the courage to confront her.
After I was dressed, bar gal walked me to the door and told me it was time to go. I couldn’t think of anything else to do or say. Half-dressed, I left the house, walked around the corner and put on my jacket. I called an Uber and in the next 15 -20 minutes as I waited outside in the cold, I watched their street. No-one showed up to their house. There'd been no reason to rush me out!
I knew I'd been played but I didn’t want to go back, banging on their front door to start a fight. Instead, I called the number on the PostIt that she’d given me. It was a fake! That confirmed everything - neither were interested in sex with me. I think the threesome was a ruse to get me to do whatever they wanted. Which I stupidly did.
I was cold and pissed off! For the whole journey home and for weeks after, I had surges of shame. I had shown them EVERYTHING and told them all my sexual secrets. But all I got out of it was their laughter and amusement at my “little” performance. Even though I felt sexually used for such a long time, that night became all I could think about.
The roomie had made it obvious after she measured me against her phone what she had really thought about my member. I am certain that they both laughed afterwards and who knows if she actually had a boyfriend. I didn’t tell any of my friends about that night but I can guess that she did.
As my friends had met my shy gal at the bar, they of course asked me how it went with her. They knew that we'd left together before closing time. I was too embarrassed to say hod I'd been used and rejected. Instead, I told them that she'd gotten cold feet on the way home and that we didn’t get it on together. I didn't go out for months after that.
Gradually my shame ended. I've never returned to that bar or gone to that side of town again - out of fear that I'd run into either of those two gals! For a long time, I was afraid that they might say something to my friends because I'd never live it down.
Over the next year, my confidence returned and I started going out again, wanting to meet someone. But inevitably, I'd luck out, get drunk and go home alone. That's when I'd start to think about what happened to me. It became a cycle of arousal. Eventually it became a regular routine for me to jerk myself thinking about them and what they told me to do.
After about six months of dating my wife, I finally discussed some of my darker fantasies. When I told her that I jerk off uncontrollably thinking of two hot women rejecting me... she wasn't that surprised. She'd sensed I was submissive. That gave her permission to try out being more dominant with me and she discovered that she likes to be in control.
Our discussion has started us on a path to a hotwife/ cuckold relationship. We have male-male-female MMF threesomes where my wife fucks a hung bull in front of me. I'm allowed to watch but not to touch myself. Her cuckolding drives me crazy!
Instead, I have to save my need to masturbate for our MFF threesomes. They are different from the norm because I don't actually have sex with the other woman. My wife does! She has two bi-female friends whom I get to see naked and I love jerking off for them. They watch and tell me what to do.
The best part about that is, through their circle of friends, I even got to jerk off in front of a hens group! It was through a friend of friend connection. The bi-friend knew that I liked to perform and volunteered me for the hens night. I was driven naked to the house, wearing nothing but a mask and a robe. It was one of the biggest turn-ons of my life, but not the best.
Nothing can eclipse that first time - cumming by a window on a cold winter night in front of two college gals. I often fantasize about if they are still living in that house together, with my wife knocking on their door. I know for a fact that she would send me into them, without a mask or a robe, and have me repeat my performance one more time. It's a pity that shy gal never gave me her number!
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continued from Part 2...
So Sue decided to stay at the lake on Saturday as I had to make my way back home to take care of business stuff. My last words to Bill were: "She wants you to take advantage of her and be treated as a slut that you own....just be nice about it and don't force her to do anything she doesn't agree to." And with that I left Sue alone with Bill for the night.
The next day Sue called me in the morning and I could tell everything had gone ok. She mentioned that Bill was going to take out the boat later in the day and he wanted to know if it was ok with her if he invited a couple friends over for boat ride as well. And that she said "sure" without thinking twice about it. I told Sue I wish I had known about it earlier because I would have met her (or Bill) halfway to bring her the bikini that she knew was my favorite on her. She asked if I was serious about her wearing that suit considering a couple of Bill's friends were going to be showing up. After I said "of course", she immediately commented that she shouldn't have bothered mentioning it because she knew how I'd respond.
I then told her to put Bill on the phone. Bill and I talked for awhile and he liked my thoughts and said he'd be able to pull it off as long as Sue was ok with it. I told Bill what I'd be saying to Sue and if she got off the phone and said to him "the party is on"---that everything would be all set.
When Sue got back on the phone with me, I told her I'd forever forget and forgive her for her affair a number of years ago with John if she agreed with what I wanted her to do. After an initial pause from hearing what my thoughts were she made me promise that "this would be the end of it"...and I made the promise. Bill agreed to drive halfway to get Sue's bikini. Bill and I met and he had come up with a couple ideas for the boat ride and wanted to first make sure it was ok with me. I was surprised (and impressed) with some of his thoughts, that were even more far out than what I had envisioned.
I left Bill and drove back home where the rest of the day was filled with a level of anxiousness that I had never felt before.
It was a tough night sleeping and eventually the morning came. Sue called me and said she'd be home at some point later in the day but that's all she could say at the moment. I asked her how the previous day had gone and she said she couldn't talk at that time but would when she got home.
Eventually Bill drove up with Sue and they both came into the house. After some brief conversation, Bill said he had to go and kissed Sue on the lips and said "I'll be calling you", to which Sue replied, "you promised you would."
I looked at Sue with a look of confusion as she had said this would be the end of her being a "hotwife." She said that we needed to talk. And with that she told me that three of Bill's friends had showed up to go boating. They were all very nice but at some point after everyone had been drinking Bill had dared her to jump in the water (I had told Bill that her bikini top would go totally see through when it got wet). Sue refused it but Bill told her she could either jump into the water by herself or be thrown in by all four guys. She decided to take control of it and agreed to jump into the water on her own.
As she got back on the boat Sue noticed all eyes were looking at her tits which were clearly visible. And this time, Sue decided not to act surprised or modest, so instead she stared at the guys, reached behind her back and undid her top and threw it to Bill saying "make sure you bring it back to your house." And this started Sue's "this better be the end of it" last hotwife experience servicing men she barely knew.
Sue said they dared her to do various things on the boat and she did every one of them. They played four rounds of strip poker and each round she had to hold in her hand the cock of one of the guys for the entire round...and she did for all 4 guys.
They then had her take one cock at a time and put it in her mouth for five minutes without coming off the cock, and then did it for each cock.
They took video of each guy taking a long lick with their tongue going up and down her pussy for five minutes each.
They took pictures of her lounging back with a guy kneeling behind her with his cock in her month but at the same time he held her legs as far apart as possible for more pictures and video and each guy got to do that.
Each guy fucked and came in her pussy, and each guy later on in the day got a blowjob and she swallowed each one of them. Bill was the only one not to get a blowjob as he had already gotten that from her the previous night.
As he and I spoke earlier, he told Sue he wanted to take her "up the ass and cum there"---and he did.
And the last thing she did, didn't involve her doing anything to the guys...she told me she had to show me something. She then took off her shirt exposing her breasts and all I saw were numerous hickies covering her tits, and all around her nipples. She then took off her pants and panties and I saw right above her public bone...four neatly placed hickies by Bill and his friends. Right below the hickies it was written in pen: "Wife loves being a slut for us. We all came inside her. Thx" And way up on the upper thigh were four different signatures of the men (two on each leg) - this was Bill's idea and I told Sue it was Bill's idea. She said she knew I knew about it in advance. She said that Bill asked her if it would be ok with her as it was his fantasy. She said "yes" right away and knew this was different.
I said what do you mean "different"? She told me that this was "the end of it", meaning her "making things back up with me from her affair and doing what I wanted her to do sexually" - I mentioned that I noticed when Bill left after dropping her off that he said he'd be calling her again and she agreed to it.
And that's when Sue said that my requests over the years for her "punishment" for having an affair were overboard and for that, she felt she was entitled to do some things that "she" wanted to do for herself. I say "ok, what are you thinking?"
And she told me that Bill was "different" in his sexual fantasies that made her feel "different" sexually and that Bill had opened her eyes to crossing some boundaries that neither she nor I had ever thought of...and she found that exciting.
Bill and Sue now see each other pretty frequently. Sue no longer tells me what went on, or whether or not it's just Bill or more things like being on the boat. But I just now need to accept the fact that my hotwife has pretty much transformed me. She and I still have a great sex life, but she now also has a great sex life that doesn't include me, nor is it now my business to know who's she fucking, how often, or how many. And I'm actually kind of liking it...
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By HotwifeHusband
We both had graduated from college and Sue saw an ad from a local modeling agency looking for male and female models. She set up an interview and was hired.
Her first modeling assignment was a "fashion show" for Fredericks of Hollywood clothing. This was similar to what she had done once in college so she decided to do it again.
The fashion show was in the next town and was at a person's home. When we both got there we were greeted by the hostess from the modeling agency, and about a dozen men. The event was uneventful as she modeled every outfit, saving the last which was a light yellow teddy with "open cups" exposing her breasts and crotchless bottoms exposing her pussy which ever since our trip to Mexico with Dan, she kept clean shaven.
We got married soon after. Sue and I both found jobs at the same high tech company and after a few months the Director of Sue's department called her in his office. He told her he didn't want to cross any lines but needed to ask if she ever did any modeling because he had been to a house that had a lingerie fashion show and she looked like the model. Sue was a bit embarrassed and admitted that it was her.
At this particular time I was under a lot of stress with my work and hadn't been up for as much sex as Sue wanted...and it became an issue of me trying to explain that it had nothing to do with her and that I still found her very attractive. This went on for a couple of months. Eventually she told me that she felt the Director that mentioned the fashion show was starting to flirt a bit. They had sat together a few times in the cafe for lunch and he was starting to make some suggestive comments. I told her that if she wanted to she could encourage it and see where it took them as it would also take some pressure off of me.
Within a week Sue came home from work and said that the Director (John) called her in his office and shut the door. He started with, "I want to be very careful of what I'm going to say because I don't want to lose my job if I offend you about something."
Sue interrupted him and said, "I know what you are talking about. We've been having discussions that probably cross the line, and we are both guilty of that. So say what you want to say, and I won't be offended."
John then told her that she's been driving him crazy and that he constantly thinks about her. He also said, "Even right now with you in my office I want to bend you over my desk and have sex with you."
Sue then looked at him and said, "John, I've known we were heading to this based upon our conversations, and I didn't want to stop it. Obviously, we can't do anything in your office, but all you need to do is invite me to your house." And then she said, "And to be honest about it, my husband knows and is ok with it."
John was a divorced man so he lived alone and didn't have to worry about sneaking around. And with that, Sue came home after work and told me that that Friday she would be leaving work right at 5 pm and going to John's house.
I made arrangements with my best friend to go out to a sports bar for the night, to help me keep my mind off things to help the time go by quicker. I got home at 10 p.m. wondering if Sue would be home.....and I waited and watched as the clock hit 11 p.m., midnight, and then I finally called her at 12:30 in the morning and she answered her phone stating she was on her way and would be home by 1 a.m. John lived 25 minutes in the other direction from work so he lived about one hour from our house.
As soon as Sue got home she looked at me and all she said was "I don't care how tired you are, you need to take me to bed to re-claim me." I asked her how it went and she said she'd tell me when we got to bed. I was surprised she spent so much time with him. Apparently John came inside her three times, telling her that he "was inspired" by her. Sue told me that even after cumming in her, that he'd leave his cock in her pussy because he wanted to take advantage of every minute he had with her. And they would either spoon after cumming or they would be facing each other with his cock still in her and they'd just talk....and they did that all three times he came.
The next morning was Saturday and it looked like she was getting dressed for work. I asked her what she was doing and she said she had to go back into work as they were working on a major project with pressing deadlines. For the 1st time in all these years of being open minded it really bothered me knowing she would be with him again after just getting fucked by him about 10 hours earlier. I didn't like it because I felt their relationship was getting more "personal", rather than just about the sex. Little did I know what would happen later.
About 2-3 years later we were in our bedroom getting ready to call it a night and Sue looked up at me and said, "I have to tell you something and I'm worried about you getting mad but I can't live like this, keeping a secret from you." I asked her what she was talking about and I never even thought of John being brought up. She then proceeded to tell me that after that first night with John that she saw him a couple more times. That three times she went to his house when she told me she was going shopping and that one time he was out sick and he had called her at work, and that during lunch she went to his house to visit him because when he called her he jokingly said, "I'm in the mood for a blowjob right now, can you come over at lunch time"...and that's what she did.
I went silent when she told me this and all I said was, "leave the room, I need time to think through this." I didn't speak to her that night and didn't respond to her trying to bring up conversation for the next couple of days. Finally she came to me and said, "All right, I understand you're angry but can you please speak to me. I don't know what I can do other than keep apologizing to you." She said that she would be willing to do "anything to earn back your trust."
I looked at her and told her that she was right about me being angry and that I felt betrayed and I didn't know how long it would take me to get over that feeling. I also told her that I couldn't get it out of my mind that she had made arrangements with another man, to fuck him, and she kept it from me. We had always been open with each other about this. I mentioned how hurt I was by the deceit rather than the physical act of having sex and developing a friendship with John but that at the same time I felt myself being turned on by it.
I then asked her if she was serious about doing "anything" to earn back my trust? She said "yes", and I said, "you might not like what I'm about to say." She said it didn't matter if she liked it or not, she just wanted to earn back my trust. I proceeded to tell her that I would be going on Adult Friend Finder and that I would find a guy that she would have to start fucking.
So I eventually found another person named John and met up with him. He was a divorced guy who owned his own small construction company that included two different crews. They would build homes, and do high end renovations. He lived alone, and his schedule was fairly flexible. All John asked of me was to bring pictures of Sue as I told him I needed to meet him alone first as I knew the type of guy Sue would be interested in.
I told Sue what I was doing. She said she understood. I told her I needed to take a few pictures of her in fairness to John to see if he would be interested. Sue again understood.
I met with John and he was absolutely interested in Sue based upon the pictures and I could tell he had a personality that would go well with Sue's. When I came home after meeting John I told Sue about meeting John and felt that he would work out well. I also told Sue, that if things went well after the three of us getting together the first time that "earning my trust" would require a longer term Friends with Benefits situation, until I got the previous situation out of my system Again, Sue said she understood.
We met at John's house and got pizza delivered to help start the relationship and eventually I just said, "Are both of you comfortable"? They both said yes, and with that John took Sue into his bedroom and they fucked each other. When they were done, they both came out of the bedroom fully dressed. I then told Sue to take off her shirt and pants as I wanted her to just be standing in front of John and me with her sheer green bra and matching sheer green panties. She gave me this look, and I just shrugged and said, "you know why."
She did what she was asked and we visited for about another 20 minutes, giving John the opportunity to stare at Sue's totally sheer bra, still exposing her tits and nipples the entire time...and left for home. On the drive, Sue did say that John was a very friendly person. I told her that John and I would be talking the next day to get his feelings but that she needed to be prepared for anything because of her prior indiscretion with the previous John. All she replied with was "OK, I understand."
John and I had our conversation and he said the night couldn't have gone better and that he was very attracted to Sue, and that he also just had a very good feeling of a relationship between the three of us. I told him I agreed.
When I got home, Sue asked how my conversation with John went. I told her that he was attracted to her and he enjoyed the sex with her. I asked Sue if she would be upset if I told her that he was the one I was going to pick for her to start fucking on a regular basis and she said if that is what she needed to do to regain trust that she could do it as she also felt they were compatible in bed, and she also liked the conversation the three of us had and felt we all could be friends.
But Sue didn't know what would be happening next. I told Sue that John and I discussed how "moving forward" would look like and that we both were in agreement. I then gave Sue John's phone number and told her he was expecting her call. That from now on the two of them would communicate with each other but Sue, unlike with the previous John, needed to tell me every time she and John would be getting together. Again, Sue understood and said she promised to be totally honest with me about anything to do with John and she was willing to do whatever I wanted her to do, given what had previously happened.
I then looked at Sue and told her to call John, and I wanted her to be "forward" with him on the phone and that she first needed to ask him if he felt comfortable after meeting the two of us (I already knew how he was going to answer). I then instructed Sue to specifically say on the phone that she was "also very comfortable both in conversation, as well as being in bed with him." Sue then stated, at my request, "I'm interested in seeing you on a regular basis if you are. And if you can commit to not dating any women on the side, I'll commit to having sex with you, pretty much whenever you want. And, one more thing, if you are ok with it, I'd rather you no longer wear a condom."
And that started what turned out to be about a 15 year relationship where we are all still friends today. About two months after they started seeing each other, John called me and asked about the possibility of Sue working for him part time. He was thinking about her going to his house two days a week, just half days. One day would be to work on calling back customers who call to set up an appointment with him, and another half day to take care of sending out the bills, and making bill payments to suppliers, etc.
I had an idea pop into my head because I was still of the mindset of "punishing" Sue for cheating on me earlier. John really liked my idea and now I was going to tell Sue. When I told Sue what John had asked and what he and I decided she initially thought it was asking too much...but I reminded her about how hurtful her cheating had been and that I really needed her to do this.
Sue was a teacher and was about to have almost three full months off. I told her that John would be paying her to work part time out of his house for two days a week. She needed to be at his house around 7:30 in the morning to review his schedule so she could set up appointments for him to meet with people calling asking for a quote of construction work, and then on the second day she would handle all the billing that needed to be either paid, or invoiced.
She looked at me perplexed as if to say, "Ok, what's the big deal?" I then told her that EVERY day she went to his house to work that she was not allowed to wear a bra, and had to wear a top that was revealing either because of sheerness or being low cut.
After her saying, "Are your serious?", I responded, "You are damn right I'm serious, and frankly it's all because you were fucking the other John without telling me. Now I'll know for the next three months what you'll be doing, and the plan is that you and John will be fucking each other each day, and sometimes 2X a day (when you first get there, and when he comes home for lunch).
She said, "Ok, I get it, but I hope this is coming to the end of it." I then had her call John and had her say the following to him, "I hear you have a job opening for me, can you confirm the dress code and expectations that I just heard from my husband." She listened to his response and said "When do you want me to start?. And for the next three months she arrived at John's house, always with a sweater on in case she got stopped by a police officer or if something weird happened on her way "to work." And the first thing she did when she got in the house was take her sweater off.
The very first time she was to go to work she came downstairs and took her sweater off and said, "Does this meet your approval?" She was obviously braless, wearing a thin, low cut tank top with low arm holes exposing plenty of side boob, and you could make out the color of her nipples through the top. I told Sue I couldn't have picked out better work attire and then she went to work.
During the three months doing this I had to go on a business trip for a few days so I called John and told him to call Sue and ask her out to dinner and make plans to spend some time at his house. I also told John I wanted "photo proof of him fucking her so I know she went." This was also going to be a test to see if Sue would be honest about telling me what she was going to do.
About 30 minutes after talking with John, Sue called me. She told me that John had asked her out to dinner and wanted to make sure I was ok with that? She said it felt like she was going "on a date" rather than just being a friend with benefits. I told her it felt the same way to me, and considering that she pretty much "went on dates" with the previous John without my knowledge, that she now needed to realize that she was about to start dating John WITH my knowledge. She asked how much longer she needed to go through with this and I told her I hadn't even started to think about that yet because I had been hurt so much.
So Sue and John had their first "date" while I was away on business. John sent me an email that included an attachment. He laughingly wrote: "As you requested, my first date with your wife happened. I also told her that you asked me to inform her that you wanted her to agree to start "dating me" rather than just me fucking her. And she agreed to it, so once she's back teaching and can't come over during the summer anymore, she is going to start seeing me for longer periods of time rather than coming over for an hour to fuck each other, we'll grab dinner or take a drive somewhere."
John also told me to watch the attachment as he sent "more than a photo". I opened the attachment and saw two things: a photo of my wife's face with his cock in her mouth, pressing her cheek from the inside so I could see his cock bump pushing out her cheek. And he also sent me a video that lasted a few minutes of him fucking her. He told me not to worry, that he'd delete both the photo and video, but I told him I wanted him to keep it so he'd always be able to look back on how they looked fucking each other.
And that relationship lasted around 15 years. After fucking John about 10 times Sue told me that she noticed something different and wanted to be honest with me. I asked her what she was talking about. She said it felt like John was "fucking" her at times like he was paying for it but other times it was more emotional, it was starting to feel like he was "making love" to her. I told her I guess that would be normal after seeing someone consistently that you liked. I told her I was ok with that.
She then said she was starting to feel like she was making love to him at times, that it was emotional for her as well feeling like she was giving her body to someone she cared about as a friend. She wasn't having any feelings of being in love with him, but she was getting some emotional connection where she wanted to give herself to him when they saw each other. It turned me on. The frequency of sex got less over the last couple of years but he and I estimated, that not counting the three months she worked for him and they fucked anywhere from 2-4 times a week, that he had fucked her somewhere between 50-100 times.
And to this day, years later, the thought that she's been fucked so much by the same guy is a turn-on. We all still remain friends today. I thought that would be the end of our openess in our marriage but there would be two other men that would enter our lives, both of which got substantial time with my hotwife. And she wanted it.
If you'd like to read about it, let me know and I'll write it up.
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By HotwifeHusband
Sue and I both decided to take the part-time jobs as there were only two months left in the semester. For the next eight Saturdays I bussed tables while she waited on tables in short shorts and an apron from the waist down. It was an incredible experience that would make me hard watching the number of guys that got to see her 34C tits and light-colored nipples. And that would last for 4 hours every Saturday.
As we were coming to our last Saturday of the semester and subsequent return to our home state I thought it would be cool to let the guys of our dorm know about the job she had had the previous two months. Initially some of them were in disbelief but didn't want to miss out on seeing her tits as many had probably imagined what they looked like since she was primarily braless during the semester.
On the way to work on her final Saturday I told her to expect some surprise visitors. She gave me that look of "now what did you do?" and I told her. After some make believe "I can't believe you did that!" she settled in with the realization that she would be seeing a number of guys she had gotten to know, and more importantly, they would now actually see her naked breasts for the first time.
Sure enough about 12 guys from the dorm came in, a few of which were friends and not even from our dorm. After the initial uncomfortableness she became totally at ease with the situation and didn't mind the outright staring at her boobs.
Little did I know what this would evolve into, until our following Junior school year as we went on another student exchange program to a school in northern California. Sue and I ended up in different dorms but I had become friends with Dan who lived on the floor above me. He was a senior and had a single room. The three of us were listening to music and just visiting in his room one night and Dan dropped a deck of cards on a table and asked, "Want to play cards?" He and I had preplanned this and I responded with, "All I know how to play is poker." Sue replied she knew Crazy 8's. Dan said, "I dare you guys to play strip poker." Sue looked at me and said, "Be honest with me - you guys have already talked about this, haven't you?" I replied, "Honestly, yes - how'd you know?" She just shook her head and said, "Who is dealing first?" I immediately started getting hard and Sue gave me this look that I didn't quite understand.
Eventually we were all down to our underwear with Sue having a bra on (for some reason) and panties. She then lost a hand and as she stood up to unclasp her bra from the front I told her to stop. Sue asked "why?" to which Dan replied with a laugh "yeah, why?". I then said that part of the game at this point is that the guys got to take her bra off as slow as we wanted. I'm guessing the beer we had been drinking had something to do with it but Sue willingly smiled and said "guys are perverts" and put her hands to her sides.
Dan and I each took one side of the clasp in the front of her bra and slowly unhooked it and dragged our hands across each tit. Sue was now letting Dan feel her up and was actually getting into it. After about 15 seconds or so she said that was enough and time to deal another hand.
So the three of us were now all sitting on the bed with Dan and I having obvious hard-on's and Sue's nipples were erect. The next hand Sue also lost and as she stood up, Dan and I also stood up and said, "We get to take these off." I asked Dan, "Do you want the front or the back?" (knowing full well he would take the front).
As we pulled her panties down, Dan slowly ran his middle finger down the slit of Sue's cunt, and then right back up it. She said that was enough, but that it was our turn to lose our underwear to end the game. We told her the game was over as she had lost all her clothes. She jokingly said that it wasn't fair. I then said, "I tell you what, we'll play one more hand and if you win, we'll take our underwear off, but if you lose the hand since you're already naked, you have to lie down on the bed and Dan and I can use our hands only on you."
She didn't fight that idea at all and simply said, "For how long?" I said, "We'll draw a card from the deck and whatever the card is it would be for that amount of time in minutes, face cards would be ten minutes, Aces would be 15 minutes, but the Queen of Spades would be an hour." I has said the last one as I envisioned that card looking a little like her pussy.
Unfortunately the card she picked from the deck was a 6 so for the next six minutes Dan and I were feeling her tits and pussy. Dan tried to insert his finger in her cunt and she said that wasn't part of the game. With that the night ended and Sue and I went back to our respective rooms. The next day when I saw Sue I told her I had trouble sleeping as I kept thinking about what had happened. She admitted the same thing and said she was surprised at how much it turned her on as she was thinking about it in bed. I had been worried a little bit that she was going to wake up the next day and be mad about it. Little did I know it was just the beginning and within a couple of weeks things were about to change.
A couple weeks later Dan talked to me about the upcoming spring break. He had his own car and was thinking about going down to visit Tijuana, San Diego, and then hitting the tourist spots in Hollywood and trying to see the Tonight Show live. He had a proposition for me that he was hoping Sue and I would go along with. Sue and I were planning on staying on campus as we didn't have a car. He offered to pay for all the gas in his car and also he would pay for the hotel rooms wherever we stayed if for the entire week Sue would be willing to act as if she had two boyfriends the entire time, including having sex with him.
The idea alone got my mind racing and I immediately told him I was definitely good with it and that I'd talk with Sue. When I told Sue she was initially surprised that Dan would suggest such a thing but with a nervous smile she said, "I'm not going to say yes, but I'm not going to say no," and to give her a day to think about it.
The next day she said she only had one question for me and that was if I was sure that I'd be ok with it and that if she at any time got too uncomfortable with it, that we could stop it and pay our fair share. I enthusiastically said that wouldn't be a problem and that I was excited to see what it would be like. When I told Dan her response he was obviously very excited as well but he felt it was important for us to get together in his room the night before spring break started just to make sure Sue was still ok with everything and to talk things out.
The night before we were to leave Sue and I went up to Dan's room and it was obvious everyone was a little nervous and there was some nervous chit chat until Dan finally broke the ice and said, "Look, I don't want us to get to Tijuana and Sue gets cold feet or that she feels pressure for the rest of the week to do anything." With that he looked at Sue and said, "Can I kiss you?"
Sue said, "I guess we might as well find out now before we've driven 12 hours to Mexico," and she went up to Dan and started making out with him. Within seconds he was taking off her clothes and laying her on the bed. As he was feeling her up, he then slid his hand onto her pussy and said, "If you want to fuck me during the week, spread your legs right now and raise your hips."
Sue looked over to me for approval and with that she spread her legs and tilted up at the hips. Dan stood up and pulled his shorts down. He told her to grab his cock and to slowly slide it in her but that he wanted her to tell him something...and with that, as Sue slid him inside her moist cunt, she said, "This pussy is going to be just as much yours all week."
Dan told her that he wanted to own it all week and Sue stared directly in his eyes and replied, "I want you to own it, I want both of you to own all of me." And with that, we left the next day for Mexico.
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By HotwifeHusband
My girlfriend was raised in a very strict family. We started dating our junior year in high school. She was/is a beautiful blond with blue eyes and a fantastic body.
Although she had previous boyfriends I was the first to feel her up. By the time we went to college she was ready to be away from parental supervision. This was back in the 1970s where it was fairly common to see tube tops and bralessness. Her college roommate seldom wore a bra and when it was time for the first dorm party of the year I dared her to be braless. Little did I know that this would be the start of an exciting number of years.
She wore a thin yellow tube top. Although it wasn't sheer, I (and everyone else) could tell she was braless. Later on that night she told me it was kind of exciting catching guys looking at her boobs.
Our school had a student exchange program and we both talked to our parents about going to the U of Miami for one semester. Not surprisingly her parents said "no" as they wanted to see how her grades would be during her freshman year.
Our sophomore year she finally got permission from her parents. We went during the 2nd semester. In Florida, braless is pretty much the normal look and she seldom wore one.
There was a posting in our dorm looking for a female model for an event for Undercoverwear. Undercoverwear was similar to Fredericks of Hollywood. A woman sold Undercoverwear the way you would sell Tupperware, except it was lingerie. I told Sue I thought it would be kind of fun doing something like that but only if I could go.
Sue contacted the woman looking for a female model and met with her. The "event" was going to be at a community hall that she had rented and the attendance would be exclusively for males. The expectation was Sue would wear a variety of lingerie but there was no nudity required. She'd also get paid $100 for about 2 hours of work, and I could go.
When we got there Sue was taken into a back room where there was a rack full of lingerie sorted out according to the level of sexiness and sheerness. There were about 20 guys sitting at round tables of 5 that she'd have to walk around like she was on a catwalk so they could see what the outfits looked like.
Sue had come out in a variety of sexy teddy's and negligees. After the first couple outfits, the clothes became more revealing. Toward the end she came out in an outfit that although not totally sheer you could see a hint of her nipples. All the guys started clapping as she did her walk around all the tables.
It was now the end of the "fashion show" and the guys started chanting for her to come out one more time. The woman running it came up to me and told me that Sue wanted to see me in the back room before the show was officially over.
I went into the back room and Sue could tell I had really enjoyed everything. Sue then pulled off a "harem outfit" that was the furthest one on the clothes rack, indicating it was the most revealing. She said she was fine putting it on as the last outfit if I was OK with her wearing it in front of all the guys. I said, "Are you kidding me, I'd love it." I then walked back to my table and the woman announced that Sue was coming out with one more outfit to end the night and asked for the guys to finalize their order sheets but that they may want to wait for the last outfit to add to their orders.
Sue then walked out in a light pink harem outfit that was totally sheer exposing her breasts and nipples as if she was topless. The guys went crazy. They started yelling "tits for tips" and with that Sue looked at me and with a sly grin I nodded my head and she proceeded to take her top down and did a final walk around each table being completely topless. When she got back to the room she was changing in, the woman walked in and handed her another fifty dollars in tips and said she had done a great job.
As Sue and I were walking out to head back to the dorm a man who was at the fashion show was waiting for us and said that he owned a restaurant and if we both were looking to make a few extra dollars he could use us for about 4 hours every Saturday from noon to 4pm. The restaurant was called "R Donuts". The job for me would be to buss tables, and for Sue it would be as a topless waitress (hence the "R" Donut name). We told him we'd think about it.
See part 2 as this story of the journey from shyness to hotwife continues.
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By Wendans
My fantasy has always been to watch my wife get fucked by another man. We have been with another woman before which is a whole story in itself that I’ll tell you about later.
One night several years ago my wife and I had gone to a club. Not your ordinary club, but a good club for swingers and singles. The night had started out rather slow and we were not finding any action that I had hoped. My wife knows what she wants and that is what we go with. And that night we found what she wanted and it was such a great experience she knew she wanted to do it again. She had gotten fucked by a black guy and she had enjoyed it. So, when we got the chance, she wanted to try it again.
Being at a swinger’s club isn’t really her thing, but fucking in front of people or listening to them fuck is a big turn-on for her. Since we don’t live close to any swingers’ clubs or anything of that nature, we don’t get many opportunities to do anything like this.
A couple of years ago we got a chance to go to another club. Yes, one of those clubs. We were looking for a little fun and hoping to find something as good as the last time we were out. We talked to many people as the night went on and my wife was trying to figure out what we were going to be doing to have fun that night. There was a hot blonde that was interested in us and kept on grabbing my cock which my wife was loving because this was getting her going. My wife and I decided that this was not what we had in mind for tonight, so we just kind of let that slide and we went on to pursue something else. She said she would know it when she saw it.
My wife had put a couple of drinks down and was feeling pretty good now. She was a little more daring and said she wanted to go change outfits like she did when we had been to a club previously. We had brought the very same sexy outfit that was see through, so she went and changed into it. When she came back out, there was not one guy's eyes on anyone but her. Even the women were looking on in awe. She is a beautiful woman that knows how to control a room.
One guy came up to me and told me he was jealous. He said he would do anything to get to fuck my wife, but she just didn’t feel right with him, I guess. As we were standing around, in came this well-built younger black guy and I think she almost came right there. The look on her face was almost mind blowing. She got this horny grin and told me she was ready to start our night. As he walked by her, she gave him this dirty smile and took her hand and rubbed down by her cunt. He stopped walking and came over to her and asked if he could help her with anything. She just smiled and said that I think you already know what you can do. They danced around a little bit, but I could tell she couldn’t take it anymore, so she quickly unzipped his pants and took out his cock and grabbed it and lead him into another room like a dog on a leash.
I stayed back a couple of minutes to give them some time to get to know each other. When I did finally get to the other room, they had already undressed and she was sucking his cock. It was larger than mine. Not much longer, but thicker. I could tell she liked it.
My wife had picked a room where people would be able to watch if they wanted to. I stayed back in the wings and was kind of hidden so she really didn’t know I was even there. As I watched my wife in action, I could tell she was enjoying every second of this guy’s cock. She was sucking it like there was no tomorrow.
Now it was his turn to return the favor. He got his face down to her pussy and started licking like it was candy. She was turning red and I could tell she was already about to cum. She was squirming and shaking and he was getting her cunt all ready for his big shaft. But before he fucked her, he now spread her legs out and started fingering her pussy to the point that she started squirting fluids all over the sheet they were laying on. It was like the flood gates had opened up and all the juices were flowing.
She finally had all she could take because I’m sure she had cum multiple times already and I could tell she just wanted to have him inside her. I heard her say to give me your big, black cock. He asked her if she wanted him to put on a condom and she told him no, she wanted to feel him inside her cunt.
He took her and spread her legs wide and slowly inserted his bbc into her tight cunt. She told him to go slowly because she said it was so big that she needed to get used to it. After several minutes of the slow movement, she said she needed him to fuck her harder so he started to go full penetration into her dripping wet cunt. She was telling him how good his cock felt, and how she loved fucking him.
They switched positions multiple times with her sitting on top of his cock and riding him like she has never ridden before. My wife took his whole cock inside of her as deeply as she could, rubbing back and forth and cumming time and time again.
They finally switched back to missionary style and were fucking hard when I heard her say to him, she wanted him to cum in her pussy. She said she wanted to feel his cum drip out of her pussy all night long. When he heard her say that, he started to pick up the pace and finally started moaning and said he was about to cum. My wife was now cumming herself and as he shot his load inside of her, she started squirming and shaking with every pulse of his exploding cock. Her body was red from all of her orgasms, and I could tell she was getting worn out. They had gone for almost 40 minutes of nonstop action. Not to mention that all the other people that had gathered around to watch started going to other parts of the place as they had gotten a show that they would remember forever.
When he pulled his now soft cock out of my wife, I could see the cum dripping down her ass. She was getting what she wanted, I guess. She would be able to feel his cum dripping out of her the rest of the night. But I didn’t realize that she was not done yet. She wanted more. My wife took his cock and started sucking on it again. I guess he was young enough that almost instantly he got hard and she took his cock and guided it into her cunt and said she needed more of his cum. He fucked her for another 10 minutes until he exploded with more cum inside my wife’s pussy again. Again, as I watched the cum drip down her ass, she was getting what she wanted. She was going to feel this the rest of the night.
They both started cleaning up a little and I slowly came out of the crowd that had gathered. She saw me and gave me that dirty little smile she sometimes gets. My wife asked me if I had enjoyed her show. She said she needed to have a little more cum in her pussy tonight and she now wanted mine. Her new little friend just kind of sat back in the corner and decided to watch us.
I knew I wouldn’t last long because I had almost cum multiple times just watching her. With some of the crowd still watching I got undressed, and slid my wet with pre-cum cock into my wife’s cum-loaded pussy. I fucked her until she started cumming. Her cunt convulsed so hard that it squeezed my cock and made me start to cum. I came in her pussy, mixing my cum with my wife’s new fuck buddies cum. I pulled my cock out and watched it all slowly slide down her ass. She got up and went over to our young fuck buddy and she gave him a long passionate kiss and said thank you for such a great time. He gave her one last little finger fucking and handed her a card of his if we were ever in the area again.
He left after he got dressed and we got cleaned up and went out to the main room. I had multiple people including women and even the bartender say that my wife was one of the women they would like to fuck if they ever got a chance after seeing her in action. I guess I’m the lucky one here.
Later that night when we were driving to our resort, she slipped her hand down pants and put her fingers in her pussy. She brought them out and rubbed them on my face. She smiled and said we gotta do this again sometime as we pulled into the parking lot to call it a night.
And what a night it was.
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