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Here’s a recounting of an evening my wife had with a former coworker. This happened about 6 months before the pandemic ??

Late one summer my wife and I decided to spend a weekend evening out - we headed downtown for dinner and then a drink or two at a near by bar. Towards the end of the evening we ran into a former coworker of hers at the bar - they were happy to see each other - especially so unexpectedly. I’d met him a few times previously and thought he was nice enough and even as a straight man could easily tell why women found him attractive.

He and my wife had a sexy encounter previously but his infinite series of short lived girlfriends kept him from pursuing a married woman. I knew he was attracted to my wife and I also knew he piqued her interest.

He sat and shared a drink with us. He didn’t take long to mention he had broken up with his most recent girlfriend- seemingly not to solicit sympathy but more to advertise his availability. When hearing that news, my wife signaled her interest with a nudge me with her foot under the table. After their previous not-so-innocent encounter we had a discussion about what happened and what we could agree on should an opportunity should arise. From my point of view they both wanted to use each other for no obligation sex - the idea of my wife wanting to use a man for a bed-post notch was extremely erotic. I gave her a side-eye look signaling the ball was in her court. I waited a moment and excused myself to the restroom - aiming to let the two talk and see what developed.

Upon my return, another bar patron had his attention - I leaned in to her and quietly whispered “you want me to take off?” In her ear. She new what I meant. When her friend turned back to the table I said to the two “I just ran into some old friends of mine - the are heading to another bar to play pool - you want to join me?”. A total fabrication on my behalf I knew my wife would refuse.

She responded “nope, they are all yours.” Her friend got a chuckle out of her response. I pushed my chair back and responded “ok, I’ll see you after a while” and leaned in to kiss her on the cheek. “Keep me posted” I whispered as I pulled away. She gave me a glance to confirm my request and I was off - leaving the two together - anxious hear what might happens.

I returned home desperate to hear about her evening. I changed my clothes and saw I missed a text message from her. A single image with no explanation gave me want I needed to know. I recognized it immediately- the lit marquis sign of a hotel only a few blocks from the bar where I left her with her friend. I responded with a thumbs up - knowing I would not hear what happens until I saw my wife the next day. I got into bed, took care of my fiercely throbbing erection and went to sleep.

Early the next morning a car I recognized as belonging to my wife’s latest fuck-toy pulled into our driveway and paused. A few moments later she got out and came in side.
“Wow” I greeted her, “you look like you’ve been up to something nasty!” She laughed and responded coyly,
“that’s because I have” I laughed as my erection returned.
“Please tell me know all about it “ I begged.
“Well, he’s a pleaser in bed, that’s for sure” she blushed as she admitted.
“Umm.” I replied.
“When we got to the room he didn’t waste any time, he moved in and kissed me and immediately started to undress me. I tried to do the same but barely unbuttoned his pants before I realized I was down to my panties and he was opening my bra”
“Wow, he’s got some good experience I guess.” I added.
“He reached down to the waist band of my panties and gave me sort of a ‘you ok with this look’. I let him know I was and he kneeled down in front of me, hooked his fingers under the elastic and pulled them over my hips and straight to the floor.” I felt flush hearing these details.
He was right in front of her, seeing her entire naked body up close. He caressed her body before he rose to stand before her - he kissed her and slowly let her to the side of the bed.
“He pulled his shirt off over his head and moved in to lay flat on the bed - took my hand and pulled me in.” She added. “ I straddled his nearly hairless chest when he nudged me up, toward his face”
“Woot!” I blurted it - I knew where this was going.
She moved herself up the rest of the way toward his face until her ready pussy covered his mouth. She grasped the head board and started gyrating her hips along with the motion of his tongue. She ground herself into his face faster as he worked. She stared to come - briefly slowing as a massive climax started to subside - just then he picked the pace back up and gave her a third and fourth climax - all but completely exhausting her.
She fell to be bed beside him to catch her breath. He had the smirk of a nasty school boy as she panted and regained her composure.
“Go clean your face, you’ve made a mess of yourself” she teased. He sat up giggling and walked toward the bath when she noticed with the exception of his shirt and shoes he was still completely clothed. She laid in the bed, completely nude and spent. She covered herself with soft bedding and waited for his return.

“Doesn’t it seem just a little strange I’m here totally naked and you are almost fully dressed?” she asked.
“Ha!” He responded. “I guess it is just a bit strange”.
He finished undoing his pants let them slide to the floor and did the same for his boxers. His hardening intact cock bobbed with his movements. He slipped off his socks and slipped into bed next to her.

They chatted idly for a few minutes before he asked about the arrangement she and I had - allowing him to do what he just did and not cause friction for the two of us.
“I pretty much told him we each get to fuck who we want as long as we both know and agree on their person. We’re honest about what happens and if there’s any bad feelings, we’ll stop.”
He looked confused. “That’s pretty generous” he responded. “But who am I to complain” he laughed.
She rolled toward him and under the covers reached out to his flaccid penis. She slowly massaged his balls - they hung loosely and low between his legs. They filled her hand and glided easily with the motion. Moving up to his shaft she stroked as he grew respectably until he was completely hard. She griped him firmly gliding up and down his full length. He reached over and rolled he to her back - pulling her hand away from him and kissed her mouth. He lowered the bedding from her body and kissed and sucked both her breasts before continuing the decent to her pussy. He repositioned himself with his head right between her legs and bent both of them upwards at her hips - giving himself full access to her already satisfied pussy.
He repeated his oral skills- quickly returning her to a through climax - slowing briefly to set the stage for a second and beyond.

Round two continued with a second and third climax before she finally clinched his head tightly between her thighs and begged him to stop.
“I don’t think I can take any more!” They both laughed - he shimmied up next to her, wrapped his arms around her - they lay silently on the bed catching their breath and drifted off to sleep.

Next morning came early - she woke up when he was in the bathroom. On his return he was still without clothing and mostly hard from an overnight erection.
“Good morning” she said to him as he approached the foot of the bed. Without speaking he slowly moved the covers aside and kneeled on the bed. He worked himself toward her. At her feet, he took each ankle and manipulated them up and apart - bending her knees toward her -splaying her legs as wide as he comfortably could. He returned his mouth to her sweet spot and got back to work. After the rigorous treatment the night before it did not take long for the first and second climax to erupt - she gasped as the third began to build and explode madly. Again she was spent. He rolled off to her side. Knowing checkout time was approaching and so far she logged no less then 10 very healthy climaxes and he had not gotten more than a few strokes to his cock she said,
“So, You’ve made me come more times than a girl deserves in one night and we’ll have to leave the room soon. If you want to fuck me, you better do it now” he rose from the bed without speaking. He stepped to the side - pulling her legs toward him - putting her pussy right on the edge of the bed. He lifted her ankles in the air - keeping her knees straight this time. He moved them far apart and gave her an “are you sure about this” look. She replied with a silent “yes please!”. He stood inches from her as he grew a full erection. He released her ankle in his right hand so he could reach down and guide himself toward her. She felt him touching her gently as he began slowly moving his hips and watching himself glide smoothly up and down on her pussy. The movement was stimulating and a tease at the same time.
“Fuck me!,” she blurted out.
He slowed and withdrew himself as he reached down to reposition himself. He pressed himself just outside of her. She wanted him, badly. He made eye contact and increased the pressure on her slowly until he just started to penetrate her. She sighed with relief as he continued deeper. He withdrew and plunged back into her. He picked up speed and began a strong drilling rhythm in and out. He quickly grew tense and drew her close to him - burying himself as deep in her. He gasped and with miniature hip thrusts. she knew he was coming inside her. She tensed her body and flexed her pussy around him as he came.
He held her still - wide open the bed - naked and freshly fucked.

A sight I wished I could have seen but luckily got to hear about second hand. She returned home with his leavings still inside her. She recounted her adventure - hearing the lurid details had the expected effect on me - I was rock hard and desperately wanted inside her. She submitted herself to a second dick within a few hours. I could feel his evidence inside her. It didn’t take long for me to add to his remnants.

This is another pre COVID adventure we had. This happened to my wife - I recorded it here. Hope you enjoy !


Late on Friday afternoon I received a text from my wife telling me she was going to meet some coworkers after work for dinner and maybe some drinks. She had been working on a project with a team and I knew they were about to wrap things up so it sounded like a well-deserved celebratory dinner - I responded “Ok, stay safe and keep me posted.” I didn’t give the matter a second thought until she got home in a cab a bit tipsy, her panties in her purse and horny as hell.

We headed for the bedroom immediately, by the time she hit the bed she managed to drop the majority of her clothes on the floor and suggested I do the same.

As usual I worked my head comfortably between her legs to enjoy her sweetness. She was very aroused - seemed like her pussy got things started without me. I drove my tongue deep inside her hungry pussy and worked my way up to her go button. She responded immediately with deep throaty moaning and eager hip gyrations. She climaxed intensely and quickly. Before her climax fully dissipated I shifted up and slid my ready erection as deep inside her and stared pounding her as intensely as I could. She was receptive to the vigorous motion and I too quickly climaxed inside her and collapsed beside her.

When I caught most of my breath I panted “so, what brought that on?” She giggled a bit.

“It was an interesting evening. Nothing too out of hand but interesting”. This refocused my attention to her evening.

“Oh, do tell” I quipped eagerly.

“We went to dinner at a place close to work. After that went to the lounge for drinks. The company was picking up the tab so we didn’t want to let them off too easy.”

“Of course not.” I added.

“Dinner was not eventful but after one drink in the lounge our boss left and the atmosphere almost immediately turned more casual.”

My wife worked in the IT department in a large company. Many of her co workers are young guys recently out of school and still finding their way in a professional setting. After a few drinks they usually revert to their college personas - a phenomenon she always found amusing.

In the darkened lounge they sat in a large booth surrounded on one side by a curved bench and the other with 5 or 6 random chairs. She took the chair closest to bench on the left side. The bench filled with 4 of these young guys. One the boss left they quickly ordered a few pitchers of cheap, domestic beer instead of the pricy bottled micro brews the boss sponsored. The remainder of the chairs were taken by a mix of male and female coworkers, youngish but but like my wife had a few years on the guys filling the bench.

As usual, alcohol encouraged a rapid degradation of the conversation to topics usually off limits at the workplace. After one more drink a few of the others left, leaving only the young guys, one other guy, and my wife. She was always more comfortable around men then hanging around the the ‘hens’ as she called them.

She started to recount the evening. “In situations like this it almost seems like guys want to try an embarrass me by discussing things they think will make me uncomfortable, it’s sort of a challenge - I’d never let on, even if they managed to gross me out.”

These guys had no idea who they were dealing with - if she wanted, she could send these guys home crying for their mammas.

Continuing, she added “they did their best, talking about sex and previous and in 2 cases current girlfriends thinking they’d make me blush or something.” As she continued I sort of laughed wondering where this was going and how this would result in an interesting evening.

“One of the guys started talking about public hair and how he loved it when when his girlfriend ‘shaves her bush’ and how hot he thought it was. I’m sure they thought they’d loose me on this one.”

I laughed and she continued. “The guy next to him sadly said his current girlfriend refuses to do any such grooming complaining it would be ‘too itchy’. He looked pretty disappointed. Then it turned into a round table. Next guy admits he loved its have but only had one girlfriend in the past willing to go ‘Brazilian’. They worked around the table admitting their preferences and experience with current and former lovers. Even the married guy next to me admitted his wife would only do a bikini line shave and some trimming. After that all eyes focused on me.”

She nervously laughed as one of the guys said “oh come on, surly your husband has a preference ?!”

This was a clever way to take the focus off her and ask what, if anything, she does with the hair between her legs. Certainly off limits at work. The table fell silent as they eagerly waited for her reply. She let out a quick chuckle and considered what if anything she wanted to divulge.

She replied with a single word “Brazilian.” The table erupted with clapping and boisterous cheering. They were shocked and excited at her confession.

A few drinks made her a bit more willing to let that cat out of the bag. She sat next to young guy she didn’t know so well but always had clever and flirtatious chats with at work. Other than that never really had much interaction. The conversation at the table moved to another topic as he turned his head and asked her quietly

“You said he prefers the Brazilian, but you didn’t say if he was lucky enough?” His look was clear he wanted to know if she was smooth downstairs. She had an innocent workplace crush on the guy so she entertained the question. She leaned in and whispered.

“He’s lucky.” He smiled sheepishly and nervously responded.

He grinned and turned back to the dorm-room chatter at the table. A few minutes later he turned his head back and whispered

“Show me?”

This took her completely by surprise.

“You don’t believe me?” She asked while she collected her thoughts.

“I believe you, I just want to see for myself.” He shrugged his shoulders and said “I’ll show you mine.” He added to break the tension. They both laughed.

“Wow, this guy has some balls” I exclaimed as she continued. “Did he expect you to lift your skirt and play show and tell?”

“Oh hell no, not just sitting there for everyone to see” she shot back. “ it must have been the booze but the fact that he so casually just came out and asked to see made me consider it. I just needed to figure out how without giving everyone a show.”

This really got my attention. Hearing how my wife was planning to show some guy I’ve never met her pussy started to excite me.

“A few of the others started to file out so excused myself to the restroom. In the stall I took of my panties and put them in my purse. I could not believe what I was thinking.” she returned to the table to find the last 2 of the others stared to play a game of pool, leaving one horny guy sitting by himself. She returned to her chair next to him. She settled in. He leaned back in the bench back exposing a sweatshirt in his lap. My wife laughed out loud knowing exactly what he had waiting under the sweatshirt. He gave her a coy look and moved the shirt aside exposing his partially swollen unit.

“Wow, you were serious weren’t you”. She said as he left himself exposed.

“Yup” he shot back.

She didn’t want to appear uninterested so she let her gaze remain on his growing penis. He covered himself and flirtatiously said

“Your turn.”

She reached for her purse and worked the clasp and slowly let it fall open, showing him her panties stuffed inside.

“I can’t show you here. My equipment is a bit different.” she grinned as she teased. “Put yourself away and meet me in the alcove buy the men’s room”

She left the table and walked toward the rest rooms. To door to the men’s room was hidden down a small hallway hidden from view of any innocent by standers. She milled about by the door until he appeared.

“Check and see if anyone is in there.” She asked him as her. A moment later he reappeared.

“Clear” he reported.

She motioned to him to back into the alcove as she entered the small passageway - backing him in the corner by the door. She craned her neck back to see no one was approaching. Once she was hidden in the hallway and completely out of view of everyone else in the bar she looked back at him and locked eyes. With both hands she reached for the hem of her skirt and slowly raised it to her waist. She was completely exposed to him. His eyes widened as he took in the hairless view.

“Believe me now?” She teased. His mouth drooped open a bit as he blushed and tried to respond.

“You have a beautiful little coin slot pussy.” He softly responded as he lowered his head to crotch level to get a better look.

“Coin slot? That’s a new one one me” she laughed. It seemed like an eternity since she lifted her skirt - she craned he neck back to check for anyone approaching. She felt his hand gently on her as she began to lower her skirt.

“I agreed to show you, I didn’t agree to touching” she rebuffed but did not back away. She felt one finger starting to enter her - she slowly inched back. He withdrew his hand as he let out a sigh.

“Wow, I never thought you’d actually show me.” He admitted as he grinned.

“We’ll keep this little trade between us?” She responded.

“Sure, last thing I want to get around is that I whipped my junk out in a bar” he chucked as the two of them started back to their table.

“Yea, me too.” She responded as they walked to their table.

They finished their drinks as she called a cab and headed home.

“Wow, that was interesting” I exclaimed. “Hope that doesn’t make for awkward time at work.”

“Yea me too” she answered.


Monday came quickly - I was anxious to hear how things went once sober minds prevailed.

When she arrived home I greeted her and waisted no time to see how things went. She knew what I was after right away.

“It fine” she explained. “He made a point to stop by and make some small talk - not really talking about what happened I think it was more to break the ice and what ever awkwardness might be there.”

“That’s good - he must have appreciated the show, maybe hoping for another one more revealing next time.”

“Maybe” she responded “we really only spoke for a few seconds but just as he was leaving he reached into his front pocket and pulled something out and left it on my desk. I looked down to see he left a quarter.”

“You could use this” he said walking away with a playboy swagger. They held their gaze and shared a silent laugh as he walked away

Our adventure started with coworker of my wife. She found him attractive so she took advantage of every opportunity she could to flirt with him - in an office-friendly manner - at first. Over time the flirting became more blatant and always returned by her target - making it clear he was equally attracted to her.
She would tell me about their daily flirting and how it grew more intense over the course of several months. I found their back-and-fourth exhilarating. As time passed things seemed to escalate. Like a fisherman she lured in her catch. He knew she was married and thought nothing would ever come of their illicit office flirtations but he persisted - so did she. I always enjoyed a daily report of their encounters - never dull, always provocative.
After a day of flirtatious vollies he asked “don’t you think your husband would be jealous of the way we carry on at work ?" He clearly was feeling out the situation wanting to see how far he could take things. She teased him “Don’t worry about him - hes not the jealous type." she left it at that - leaving him to wonder exactly what she meant and just how much he could get away with - the ball was unmistakably in his court.
The next few days past like the others - either something exciting was gong to happen or he would decide he had enough and lose interest. The latter did not happen.
After a day of work she started to to leave. This time he followed behind her. Just outside the office doors he caught up to her. They greeted then he stammered a bit and coyly asked, “you said your husband is not the jealous type, just how not jealous is he ?”
“well, we haven’t done anything he’d be upset about, yet.” she responded
“yet?” he asked
“well, what did you have in mind?” she asked - knowing exactly what he had in mind. Her response also told him exactly what he wanted to know.
“well, why don’t you stop by my place one evening and we”ll see what happens”
she smirked and turned from him to walk away saying “ tell me when and were, we”ll see.”
She told me about their exchange as soon as she got home.
“Wow, some balls on that guy!” I was a bit surprised he was so bold.
“I know, I was surprised too but i guess I shouldn’t be.” she responded.
“so, what”s next – what do you want to do?” I asked her
“I think I just want to go over there and play it by ear, he may be all talk, I can’t tell”.
“are you prepared to respond if he’s all action and no talk?” i asked, she smirked
“I’ll hold up my end of the bargain!” she boasted as she cocked her head back and forth.
“so, you’d go by yourself?” I asked
“At least the first time – after that we an see what happens”.
Since we had been married she had only been with a handful of men – I had either participated or watched from the same room. I felt apprehensive at first but as I imagined the situation the idea became more appealing. The thought of her with another man while I was nowhere to be found was making my heart thump like I could actually see it happen.
I had a new job that required me to work overnight on the weekends. We agreed a Saturday night would be a perfect time for their first meeting.
When she returned to work, he passed her a scrap of paper with his address and whispered, “Friday at 8.”
“Sorry, I can”t do that” she instantly responded. His entire body deflated, his disappointment was unmistakable. “Saturday at 8” she said. His swagger immediately returned.
“Deal!” he exclaimed. The stage was set. All the pieces fell into place.
Saturday came quickly. As I prepared for work my wife prepared for her excursion. She followed her usual primping routine, a hot shower and shaving everything smooth from the neck down. She primped her hair and put on makeup just a little less conservatively than usual – together they indicated her plans.
She started getting dressed. Her panties were tight, black and form fitting. They were sexy bikini type that plunged down in front far enough to make a straight man hungry. Made from shiny black silk, they clung nicely to her body. They looked very easy to remove.

She coaxed her breasts into a matching sexy bra and fastened it tightly in front. Standing in front of me in nothing but her bra and panties, preparing to go fuck another man, she never looked so sexy. I wanted to fuck her right there myself but I had to leave for work.

Work passed slowly that night. My mind filled with images of her in bed with a man I never met – screwing the night away.

When I finally returned home the sun was just coming up. She was already home. I found her purse on the kitchen counter – open just far enough for me to see her sexy bra tucked inside. I was pretty certain how her night went.

I went upstairs, undressed and slid into bed next to her. She was drifting off to sleep on her side. “How’d your night go?” I asked.
She giggled and responded, “pretty good I would say”.
I was instantly hard. “Nice!” I responded, “Tell me all about it”
She recounted the evening – “things were a bit awkward at first, we just chatted about work stuff for quite a while. I was wondering if anything would even happen.” I rolled to my side and moved in close to her - pressing my erection against her. “It was strange, no flirting at all – just chit chat. I was feeling pretty overdressed for shop talk.”
“Surly things took a turn?” I asked trying to figure out how her bra ended up in her purse.
“Oh yes” she responded. She pulled away from me and rolled slightly toward me. Her top leg fell just to the side. I reached down to feel her pussy – she was aroused. She felt like she just came and was ready for some serious screwing. I started to play and asked – “what happened next? Did you have to make the first move?”
“Nope” she responded, “he seemed to work up the nerve to get things started. He eventually asked what I liked in bed.”
“Wow” I responded. “What did you say?”
“I could feel myself blush a bit – I didn’t expect him to be so bold about asking but I figured I was there for the sex not the chatting, so I just told him” she giggled boldly. “I told him I want a guy to go down on me until I have to pull him away and I don’t like going any further until I’ve had my fill.”
“Meaning no dicks inside until I come a time or two” I chuckled.
“He got the idea,” She added. “He moved in close and started to undress me. He never said a word, just slowly undid my top, slipped it off me, undid my bra and let it fall to the floor.”
“Nice!” I quietly exclaimed. As she spoke I kept playing with her pussy. She breathed deeply and slowly; I could tell she was close to climax as she continued her story. “I was completely topless – he just stared at my breasts for quite a while before he worked up the nerve to touch them. I just laid back and let him have his fill.” My handy work had brought her to an intense climax. She shuttered and gave a satisfied moan. I shifted back and let her roll to her back. I climbed on top of her and penetrated her as deeply as I could. She continued recounting her evening.

“He undid my skirt and pulled it off me - panties right behind” He gazed her he nude body, running his hands all over, not missing an inch.

“I love your shaved pussy, it looks delicious” he said as his hands ran between her legs.

I imagined her completely nude with his hands running all over her tasty bits as I started to slowly move in and out of her.
She whispered to him, “Maybe we need to find a bed”

“No problem” he responded.

“I followed him to the bedroom. He shut the door and I laid on the bed and said, “your turn, I don’t want to be the only without clothes here!”

I continued to stroke in and out of as deeply as I could. “He didn’t hesitate – he pulled off he jeans and shirt, kicked off he socks then his shorts.”

“What was he packing?” I asked – for some reason I am always compelled to see or in this case hear about the dick about to go inside her.

“I was relieved to see he was pretty normal – about as long as you but a bit bigger around.” I knew she was trying to spare my feelings and he probably really had a tree-trunk of a dick, rock-hard and ready to fuck. I found the thought salacious - it made me increase my speed - and improvement she seemed to appreciate. She wrapped her legs around me and locked her feet together behind my back – encouraging me to continue.

“I laid back in bed and he buried his face between my legs, he defiantly knew what he was doing.” She added. “He stayed down there for good long time – I came 3 or 4 times before I had to push him away.

By that time he must have been was good and ready to screw.” My pace increased as I thought of his next step.

she said to him “OK, now I’m ready” He knew what she meant and climbed up to mount her. He moved in and positioned himself between her legs, ready to slide right in. I loved the thought of her stretched pussy filled with him as he fucked. I reached maximum screwing speed.

“He fucked you like this?” I asked.

She arched her back as she closed her eyes “yes, just like this” she moaned. I came furiously deep inside her knowing I was the second man to fill her in only a few hours. A deeply sexy thought.

After their screwing they went to the kitchen for a drink – they stood nude. Their conversation reverted to office chat. After a few minutes she just laughed and said “You realize we are standing in your kitchen completely nude after doing what we just did and talking about work? – Something about this is just not right about this!” They shared a good laugh continued chatting and finished their drinks.

She told me, “ I was just bout ready to get dressed and head home when he asked if we could “have a quickie for the road?”

“Ha! I chucked, “did you?” I asked

She responded to him “Sure, why not?” In his bedroom – he turned her around as he lowered her to his bed. He positioned her on hands and knees with himself right behind her. He entered her from behind – her favorite position.

I was on top of her with my softening dick still inside. She continued, “He got started and just kept going and going – hard.” I found the thought intoxicating. “I didn’t think he’d be able to come a second time but He did – about 20 minutes later!” I was envious of his stamina – I have to fight to last more that a minute or two from behind.

I rolled off her and we both drifted off to sleep. The intensity of hearing about her erotic evening surprised me. I never thought I could derive excitement from just recounting the experience and not seeing the action first hand. A pleasant surprise – perhaps we should try it again some time.

After a night of drinking we ended up at the house of a friend of my wife’s. Before we married he pursed her but they never really dated – he was more interested than her so it went nowhere – lucky for me.

Once we arrived at his house, we each grabbed a beer went to the small living room in the back of the house. We sat in club chairs facing each other. As we settled in my wife surprised all of us by suggesting we play ‘strip poker’. I didn’t know what to think – I was intrigued by the idea and not turned off by it enough to object – our host also did not object. He found a deck of cards.

We agreed on the ground the rules - she dealt and lost the first hand - slipped off her shoes and passed the cards to me. Our host and I moaned when she counted her shoes as and item but our arguments didn’t get too far.

The losses for the several hands were pretty evenly split among the 3 of us. Our host and I were down to under shorts and my wife did one better – she was left with only bra and panties. The next loss would be interesting. Her sexy dark blue bra held her breasts tightly making her generous cleavage a beautiful sight. Her panties matched nicely and left little to the imagination. They plunged down low in the front enough to be able to tell she shaved all or at least most of her pussy. They were far too pretty not to be shown off – she looked incredibly hot. I was getting hard and after a few sly glances I could tell our host was at least on his way.

My wife dealt the next had. My palms were sweaty and my heart pounded with anticipation. I don’t know if I was nervous about the possibility of loosing the next hand and showing our host my mostly hard dick or the thought of my topless wife in front of a former suitor. Either way, the anticipation was intense. After she dealt the cards, I drew 3 , our host 2. My wife took 4- looked promising. We laid down our cards one at a time. I had only a pair, our host had 3 of a kind then it was her turn. She laid down her cards with a sheepish grin. Her hand was more of a foot – queen high. She lost. The guys snickered, she sighed.

She had to choose – remove her bra or panties, her choice. She stood and let the straps of her bra to fall down her arms to her elbows. She manipulated the clasp between her breasts and easily opened her bra. My entire body was throbbing. The scene was surreal. Our host and I had our eyes locked on her every move. I was fully hard now; I suspect our guest was the same. She opened her bra and slipped her right hand over her left breast then left over the right letting her bra fall. We both crowed – ‘ you’re not getting off that easy!” She smiled, and let her hands fall to her side - exposing her breasts to both of us. . The sight was hypnotic. We both clapped at the sight. In only her tiny panties she stood there giggling. After a few moments she started to parade around the room showing herself off – it was very hot. Our guest watched intently, I know he wanted more. She passed him closely so he could get a good look. She teased me the same way – she ate up the intense sexual attention.

I loved the way he looked at her. He wanted her badly. His intense focus on her nearly naked body made my entire body throb. I wanted to be inside her more than ever.

The show did not last long - we finished out beers and got dressed. After returning home we had explosive sex – it was unforgettable. I cannot remember the last time I was that excited.

The next day we reviewed the events of the previous night and had our first conversation about boundaries where others were involved. With the new rules in place I knew we had some great adventures we had ahead of us.

We went to a house party hosted by some friends of my wife. She knew about half of people there - I knew even less. We greeted the host and started to mingle around meeting a few new folks and chatting up friends. I ran into another guy I sort of knew – we started chatting - my wife continued mixing without me.

She mixed for a while until she ran into what seemed like a friend I had never met. I overheard his name and immediately recognized who he was. My only memory of the guy was his relentless flirting with my wife each time he was around her and her reciprocating. I could tell they were both happy to run into each other.

I was a warm summer evening. My wife looked beautiful in a nice knee lenght floral skirt and coordinated knit sleeveless tank top with buttons down the front. I know I was not the only one to notice.

From across the room we made silent eye contact - she gave me a ‘you cool with this?’ look – I nodded slightly to indicate I was all-good.

A loud commotion of laughter on the other side of the room caught everyone’s attention. The crowed all turned to look. My wife turned her back to her friend to investigate. She innocently backed into him – pressing her body into his. He placed his right hand on her shoulder. Then, not so innocently, raised her hand and slid it into the small of her back placing it on his crotch. I knew she both sizing him up and signaling to him what she was thinking – and I’m sure what he was hoping. She gave me one more look to assure I knew the direction of their conversation. She lowered her hand and turned back to him. He looked surprised and pleased. Their chatting seemed to become more private and intense.

Over the next hour they moved closer to each other and chatting seemed to get more intimate – something sexy was brewing right under the surface.

She excused herself for a moment and stepped away from her friend. He stayed put. I was hoping they did not just end their evening together. A minute or so later she silently stepped up to me raising her right hand. She handed me something with a tight fist. I took it from her - she quietly whispered ‘now is your last chance.’ I was pretty certain I knew what she meant – she returned to her friend. I looked to my hand – she handed me her new, white bikini panties she put on just before we left home.

She returned to her friend for a few minutes then turned and walked away. He inconspicuously followed a few minutes later. The guests were in the back part of the house so no one noticed their separate trips up the front stairs. I didn’t want to interrupt anything so I waited for my investigation.

I sat and felt my heart pounding its way up my throat. I was getting hard thinking of my pantyless wife upstairs with another man. I shifted myself in my chair several times to hide my erection. I needed to go find out what was happening.

I silently slunk up the carpeted stairs undetected. In the darkened hallway I could see a row of three doors on the left - all closed. The door on the right was ajar – about ½ way open. As I moved down the hall I could hear fait sounds of pleasure. From the hall, I could just see the foot of the bed in the master bedroom. My wife was on her back, her legs held in the air and her dress up around her neck. Her friend had his head buried between her legs, working tirelessly.

He continued until her legs wrapped tightly around his head, she arched her back and had a quiet but strong climax. She relaxed a bit as she recovered – I backed away to remain undetected. He stood then rested next to her on the bed. She rolled him on his back and quickly undid his pants – pulling them down and off him one swift motion. His dick flopped out of his pants like a heavy, partially filled fire hose.

I moved in closer for a better view. She straddled him as she stoked him hard. He grew in her tiny hands. He was huge. Her tiny hands stroked him fully hard. The head of his hard penis towered over his torso – rigid and pulsing with excitement. I recognized her motion as she rose to her knees and moved his erection upward and toward her. She stood tall as she could on her knees to get herself in position before she could get the tip of his dick right up against her pussy. The room was dark and I could barley see the side of her face but I could see well enough to recognize her pleasured look telling me he was inside her - she slowly lowered herself onto him. She started to move up and down vigorously, still mostly up on her knees. He moved her hands to her side as he pulled her top up over her breasts. They popped out just in time for him to cup them with his hands. She continued working him in and out of her pussy – my chest throbbed at the sight. A few moments passed then I heard him gasp and come hard inside her; she slowed as his climax tapered off. She rolled off him and laid next to him. I backed off and went into the hall bath until he had a chance to leave.

A few moments later he past in the hall – I went to my wife. I found her still on the bed – when she saw me she started to giggle quietly. She was so hot lying there freshly fucked by another man. Standing next to the bed I said nothing and gently grasped her ankle and pulled her close to me. I dropped my pants to the floor – I was instantly hard. Her pussy was still wet and hot - I slid right in. She felt incredible – her pussy is always a treat but feeling her excited and filled with the cum another man left behind took things to another level. She fiercely pulled me to her with her legs – I fucked as hard and fast as I possibly could. Her appetite for dick seemed insatiable. I did not last long – exploding hard inside her. I wish I lasted longer. She was too hot to leave unsatisfied.

I gave her panties back – she put them on, primped a bit and returned to the party. I returned a few minutes later. She went back to her friend and chatted with him and a few others. He had no idea he was not the last man to be inside her. We kept that as our little secret.

Night two started much like the first. They went upstairs by themselves for about a half hour or before I joined them. I went upstairs - they were nude on the bed. She was on her back and his face was buried comfortably between her legs. They did not acknowledge me at all – I just watched him work and give her at least two monstrous orgasms. After that I took a turn - we tag teamed going down on her- we each gave her two climaxes each before we took turns penetrating her. She was exhausted and limp buy the end of the evening - I don’t think any of us could have done any more.

The next morning I bounced out of bed and got right into the shower. Our guest had a plane to catch in a few hours and we needed to get moving. I stepped out - a few minutes later my wife and our guest got in together. I left the bathroom to get dressed – the two of them giggled like young lovers as the hot water ran. I imaged her soaping up his dick – making him hard as she worked up a sudsy lather. I went down stairs to investigate some breakfast.

She told me later he had gone down on her in the shower – giving her a great orgasm to start the day – sorry I missed that! He wanted to screw in the shower but she had other ideas.

I herd the water turn off so I went back up stairs with a few breakfast ideas. I walked into the room to she her leading him out of the bathroom with a firm grip around his hard dick. My wife is just under 5 feet tall with a petite frame – his dick looked massive in her tiny hands. They did not acknowledge my presence. I crossed the room as she backed him up against the end of the bed. He sat on the edge and spread his legs far apart. She sat on the floor, right in front of him – keeping her firm grip on his hard penis. I sat on a chair on the other side of the room – watching and not quite believing what was happening. I could only see his torso and the back of her head – his legs on either side of her as crouched on the floor.

Her head moved forward and could tell she was massaging his balls with her tongue – as she had done to me any times. I knew how that felt and I could tell he enjoyed it every bit as much as I do. She looked up at his face to see his eyes were locked on her – taking in her every move. She swirled back and forth from one side to the other – from one ball and back to the first. She started sucking them gently and stroking his shaft slowly up and down. His body was going limp sinking into the bed. He seemed hypnotized by her motion – I was too. I started pealing off my clothes. I was not sure what I was going to do but I was pretty sure my clothes would only get in the way. She rose up a bit and stared dragging her moist tongue from the base of his balls all the way up to his head then back down. She has brought me to erotic climax this way many times – the feeling is extraordinary. She continued up and down - increasing the tempo ever so slightly. His breathing sped up matching her rhythmic up and down. She had his dick cradled in her right had and she moved up and down – her left on his balls – switching between massaging and holding them close to her mouth as she licked and sucked.

His breathing was heavy - I did not think he would last much longer. Her pace increased – increasing his breathing as he stared to continued whimper with pleasure. Tension increased in his legs and a more serious relaxed pleasured look grew on his face.

She lifted herself up, her neck craned as she drug he tongue to the top of his dick –her tongue swirled around his head several times. Instead returning to his balls, she slowly lowered her mouth around his head –taking as much of his shaft into her mouth as she could. His whimpering continued – more seriously now. Climax was not far off. She bobbed up and down slowly a few times before she returned her tongue to the full length of his shaft and balls – up and down, then she took him back in her mouth for more in and out. I focused on the two of intently – almost as if I was in his place feeling like I was also about to climax. I didn’t really realize what I had been doing, but as she licked and sucked him I was stroking myself – matching her cadence the entire time. Just as she moved back to his balls, he let out a mighty sigh as he came – shooting a few feet into the room – she stroked his shaft vigorously as if she wanted to be sure there was not a drop left in him. I followed suit a few seconds later with a strong climax by my own hand. She continued to stroke him until he was completely limp and he collapsed back on the bed.

She backed away from him and stood. Turning to me and seeing what I had done - she said, “ well you were going to be next but I can see you’ve already taken care of it yourself.”

Damn!

When I woke up the next morning I had a hard time believing what had happened the night before. When we talked about inviting someone into our bed, I was concerned we’d regret what we did afterwards. My wife woke up and turned to look at me. she gave me a sheepish grin as if to say she had no regrets and after recalling the night before I too was convinced the entire experience was a huge turn on.

Our guest woke up and almost immediately started massaging her breasts – he couldn’t get enough of them – not that I can either J. He started to gently kiss her as he massaged – I slowly turned her and slid her to the edge of the bed. I still had my normal morning erection so I held her legs up a slid right into her – as usual, her pussy was incredible – she was more than ‘ready’ for as much as I could give her. I slid in and out slowly – enjoying every moment. I lasted a few minutes and I new I was about to cum in her but I didn’t want this to end.

I slowed and motioned to our guest to take a turn. He quickly slid out of bed and gently took her right ankle from my grip – I slid out of her and backed away – letting him take my place. I held her left ankle - I could see him getting himself into position to slide into her. I lifted her left leg up and pushed it back a bit so I could get a clear view of the head of his hard penis pressing right up against her pussy – ready to slide in. The excitement seemed to make things happened in slow motion - letting me savor every moment. He inched forward slightly and his head just popped inside. Again, my wife’s eyes rolled back and lids fell shut – she motioned to him to signal she was eager for him to start giving her all he had. He starting screwing vigorously - she moaned and gasped with erotic pleasure. I could not look away from the sight of his glistening dick sliding in and out of her repeatedly. He looked like it was about to explode at any moment. From my unique vantage point I could see the way he stretched her pussy – fully filling it – in and out like a machine.

I motioned to him for us to switch off - he slid out of her and held her right ankle and we switched places. I quickly and easily slid right it – barley missing a beat. I picked up right where he left off with the same rhythmic tempo – over and over. I watched her face, it was as if she didn’t even notice the switch – we just kept fucking.

We switched off twice more before either one of us climaxed in her. He came first and then let me have my turn. Penetrating was her was incredible, I pumped in and out her host pussy - filled with the semen from another man. I didn’t last long before I also came inside her. At first I just stood there with my softening dick inside her. I slowed and backed away. After a moment of stillness, we all sort of giggled at what we had just done.

What a way to start the day. We all hit the shower and made plans for the day – and final night with our guest.

It’s been a few years now and I’ve never written down what happened. I thought about it lately and wanted to put down some of my favorite parts of what I found particularly hot.

My wife had a younger (~20) guy friend she knew from some online video chat room. I knew the guy too. She flirted relentlessly with the guy whenever she saw him online. We did a few sessions of on-cam screwing - he seemed to be very interested. At this point i knew what a turn on it was to show off my wife but never had 'shared' her. I thought this was good opportunity so I just asked him one night if he would be interested in screwing her in a 3 way. I think he was a bit shocked but did not hesitate to agree.

We made travel arrangements and a few days later he was at our home. After some chatting and several drinks things got interesting. He and my wife went upstairs alone at first. I agreed to give them 30 minutes or so then I’d join them.

It was a long 30 minutes but right no time I went upstairs to see what was going on, they were both naked in bed - he was laying down on his back and she was sitting up stroking his hard dick. We didn't speak - she rolled off him onto her back and I immediately put my face right between her legs - wow was she wet. Her pussy always tastes great but this was a special kind of juicy pussy. He started massaging and sucking her breasts. It didn't take long before she had and enormous climax, then a second and third. Multiple orgasms are not out of the ordinary for her but these seemed particularly intense - and her first witnessed by two men (in person anyway)

When she settled down a bit I moved on up and started screwing her as hard as I could while the other guy laid back and watched. I never last as long as I’d like and this time was no exception - I had an intense orgasm in her and was exhausted and fell to her side. She looked over at the guy and started slowly stroking his still hard dick.

I watched her stroke him for a bit, then she moved up and mounted him as she stroked his hard dick. She was on her knees, straddling him as she stroked his erection. She had him right between her legs just like I have been many times. Just then it occurred to me that for the first time since we'd been married she was about to have another man inside her. The guy was several years younger than me, not bad looking and from what I could tell had a good strong and much thicker erection than me - was this a mistake?

I didn't have time to bemoan the situation for long because she quickly moved up, positioned his dick right on her pussy and slowly slid down. I watched him slide inside her. I looked up at her face - her eyes rolled back and lids closed slowly as she felt him inside her for the first time. She sat still for a moment then started pumping up and down like she wanted that dick as deep in her as she could get it. He cupped her breasts as she violently rocked up and down. At this point her appetite for dicks in her seemed endless. Needless to say, it didn't take long before he came inside her. At the time I didn't know but turns out, this was the first time he came inside a woman - what a great 'when I lost my cherry ' story

exhaustion took its toll - after that the 3 off us drifted off to sleep.

more action in the morning ...