There was no way! A girl who looks like that couldn't possibly be a virgin, but the story stayed the same, no matter how many times I asked. Could she actually be telling the truth?
Sure, she'd done other things, and it showed. Her mouth was magic. Absolute magic. But the first time we actually had sex, it was pretty clear that was uncharted territory. She was so tight, and so good, but also, so...awkward?
It got better, of course, and as the years went by, we slipped into the same easy rhythm as everyone else. Marriage and children followed, and while our sex life was never crazy good, over time we found ourselves in a very stale state.
She could be so shy in the bedroom, so reserved and uncertain. Over time, though, I did everything I could to make her more comfortable, to get her to tell me what she likes; what it is that turns her on. We bought toys, we watched porn together, but it wasn't until recently that she finally started to communicate where her interests were.
We have quite the little collection of porn, but usually she doesn't care what we watch. Then, one night, out of nowhere:
"Do we have any group sex stuff?" she asked, sheepishly. Just the suggestion turned me on, that she was expressing a preference.
"Of course," I replied, disappearing to the bedroom closet to find a DVD.
It wasn't very good, honestly. Every scene had five, six, or more couples having loud sex in all kinds of positions. Anything will turn me on, but she usually turns to me and starts kissing me after just a few minutes. This time, she was very obviously into it, watching intently as the screen was filled with couple after couple in every position imaginable. As usual, she was under all the covers, her hands at her side, but this time there was something just a little different. It was in her eyes. I could tell that finally, THIS was something she was into.
Eventually there was a girl on the screen who didn't look unlike my wife, with long blonde hair and big, round breasts. She was riding a guy on a couch, her hair flying here and there as she bounced on his star sized cock. Then the guy pulled her off, turned her on the couch, and entered her from behind. Jenny was still staring, having not moved an inch, and I was hard as a rock and ready to go. Normally, I would've given in an jumped her by now, but I didn't want to disturb whatever was different. She wasn't half watching me, like usual, her eyes never leaving the screen.
Then another guy appeared on screen, next to the same couple, and offered his cock to the busty blonde. As the girl reached out and took him into her mouth, Jenny let slip the smallest, most sensual moan. She was rubbing herself through the bed sheet. Normally, I have to beg to get her to masturbate for me, but the film had her so turned on, she couldn't help herself. Jenny's eyes never left the screen, her hand gently doing its work.
Then the guys on screen switched position. The first guy moved, and the second sat on the couch, the girl straddling him. When the first guy reappeared and put his cock in her mouth, Jenny moaned again, tossing the sheet aside and rubbing herself like I'd never seen before. She was so into it, so turned on, and from the sound of it, so wet.
I slipped off my shorts and started to stroke myself, watching my wife go to town on herself.
Then, never missing a beat, she turned to me and said, "Can you go get my favorite toy." There was a devilish look in her eye I'd only seen once or twice before. Knowing exactly what she wanted, I sprung across the room and located her rabbit vibrator.
Returning to her, I slid onto the bed and between her legs. Usually, it takes a second for her to warm up and get wet enough to take it, but not tonight. The bright red toy slid right and, earning a loud moan. I turned on the vibrating function, and she grabbed my hand and made me start fucking her with it. Not slowly and soft, like usual, but hard. She moaned louder and louder, until I was sure she was about to cum.
"Baby, I need you. NOW!" she demanded, pulling the toy from my hand and turning over. I entered her from behind, and honestly I was so turned on it took me a second to realize she was sucking on that toy like her life depended on it. She bucked back against me, practically demanding I fuck her as hard as I could.
She was so hot, and looked so good sucking that fake cock, I couldn't help but give her ass a hard slap and see just how far this could go
"You liked watching that girl take two cocks, didn't you?" I asked.
She moaned into the toy, continuing to suck it.
I gave her another slap on her round, white ass. "Tell me" I demanded.
"Oh fuck yes" she muttered.
"Do you want another cock to play with," I teased.
Into the toy she moaned "Ohhh, I do."
"And what kind of naughty wife wants two cocks?" I teased some more.
"This one does" she cried, getting closer and closer to an orgasm. "Your slutty wife wants two cocks."
With that, her body shook with a violent orgasm. I could feel the tight walls of her tiny little pussy grab and squeeze me, pulling me into an orgasm of my own.
It felt like we both came for an hour. It was so intense, unlike anything we'd ever done before.
***
In the months that followed, from time-to-time she'd ask if we could watch her "favorite movie" again, and we'd end up doing about the same thing, usually after she'd had an extra drink or two. One night I came into the bedroom to find her browsing porn DVDs online, asking to get a new one. I wasn't at all surprised when the video she chose was all threesomes. Clearly we'd found a fantasy, so one night, while we were making out before sex, I asked.
"Do you really want to have a threesome?" I asked, probably not warming her up to the question well enough first. Jenny's eyes grew wide and almost scared, and I could tell she was afraid to answer.
"It's ok," I continued. "We all have fantasies. You seem so into this one, I'm just wondering, is this one more than that?"
Jenny sort of looked off into the distance, not wanting to make eye contact. "It's just a fantasy. Something fun to think about, but I'd never do it. And you'd never let us, right?" she asked, very tentative.
I hadn't really considered the possibility. "Well, I don't know. Maybe in just the right circumstances, if we both agreed to some ground rules, maybe."
"Oh really?" she replied, turning toward me. "Would you really?"
I couldn't tell if she was serious or not, or if she were testing me somehow, so I continued cautiously. "I mean, if we both agreed, I don't know."
"Isn't that, like, cheating?" she asked.
"Not if we are both there, and it's something we're doing together." I reasoned.
Jenny laid there quietly for a moment, considering my answer. "It isn't...weird?"
"Not at all," I reassured her. "I mean, you were a virgin when we met. It would be a little weird if you didn't wonder what it would be like.
"So you'd let me fuck someone?" she asked, clearly surprised.
"Fuck?" I replied, "No, I don't think so, but I'd be ok with other stuff. Like I said, ground rules. As long as we agree at the time, it's someone we aren't going to run into and isn't going to be around, and it's something we're together for the whole time, maybe."
Jenny didn't say anything further, but about two minutes later I was pounding her from behind, and she was sucking on that toy like never before.
***
We didn't talk about it again for the longest time. We'd do our usual thing every now and again, but I didn't bring it up, and neither did she. Honestly, I wasn't sure how comfortable I was with the idea. On the one hand, as long as we were both comfortable, it sounded fun, but I didn't think I'd ever be comfortable with another guy fucking my wife. A blow job, making out a little? That sounded kind of fun. More than that? I couldn't see how I'd be able to stomach it, and would that be enough for her? Or would she be tempted to go further without me if I denied her? THAT, I definitely couldn't deal with.
But it was all hypothetical. It wasn't something we'd make happen, and it wasn't an opportunity that would ever present itself, so a little pretending couldn't hurt, right?
And that's how it stayed, until Kyle came to town.
***
Kyle was a work colleague of my wife. They didn't work together directly, but for competitors in different cities. We'd spent some fun nights out with him at a convention or two, and of her "work" friends, he was my favorite. I'm confident enough to admit that he's a little better looking than me, both taller and a little more muscular. He'd been divorced just a year earlier, and I didn't give it a second thought when she mentioned we might go out to dinner with him when he was in town for a wedding a month later. Right away, we decided to send the kids to her parents so we could go out without having to worry about them. It sounded like a great little date night with a good friend.
About a week before Kyle was supposed to arrive, Jenny asked if I minded if he stayed in our guest room the night he arrived, and then he'd be staying at the wedding hotel the next night. I told her it didn't bother me, and the plans were set.
The next Friday, Kyle arrived at the house just a little after I got home from work. Jenny was upstairs getting ready, so I let him in and offered him a drink. Kyle was always a good hang, and by the time I heard Jenny's heels coming down the stairs, the two of us were several drinks in.
Jenny looked amazing, in a tight red dress that hugged her motherly hips perfectly and put her big round breasts on perfect display. Her hair was curled and cascaded down to her bare shoulders, her legs shiny and firm.
"Whoa!" I practically yelped when she came around the corner. "You look amazing" I said as I rose to give her a welcome kiss.
"Kyle!" she called out, giving him a welcoming hug.
"You look amazing!" Kyle complimented her.
"Thanks." she replied. "By the looks of the empty whiskey bottle, clearly neither of you are driving" she teased.
"Yeah, so..." tried to protest.
"I guess I have to catch up" she replied, taking my glass from me and downing it in a single shot. Clearly, it was going to be a good night.
*** Dinner and drinks, really a lot of drinks, dragged well into the night. Jenny was clearly very drunk by the time we arrived back home, but still suggested we all retire to the basement for a nightcap before finishing her drink.
Jenny poured us each a stiff drink, and we sat and talked some more. Then Kyle asked to be excused and disappeared down the hall to use the rest room. As soon as he was out of sight, Jenny practically pounded on me, straddling my lap and giving me a deep, wet, passionate kiss. I immediately forgot about our guest, my hands going right to her ass and pulling the short dress up so I could hold both her perfectly round cheeks.
I don't know how long we'd been making out when Kyle returned, but he cleared his throat twice before she gave in and rolled off my lap.
"Oh, sorry" Jenny apologized, not really selling it. "We must have gotten carried away."
"No, I'm the guest." Kyle responded. "I should go to bed and give you your privacy."
"Not at all!" Jenny protested, jumping up and taking his glass from him to pour him another drink. I kind of gave Kyle a half shoulder shrug, not sure how to explain my wife's behavior.
We sat and laughed some more, and after a while Kyle apologized and disappeared to the bathroom again. Like before, Jenny was at me in a second, kissing me and stroking my half-hard cock through my pants. Then she pulled back and looked me straight in the eyes.
"You know that fantasy we've been talking about," she asked, continuing to stroke me slowly.
"Yes?" I responded, cautiously.
"So, what do you think?"
"With...Kyle?" I replied, rather cluelessly.
"Yeah!" she enthusiastically responded. "He's someone we trust, and like you said, he's not someone we see often. Don't you think it could be fun?"
"I guess, yeah." I replied, trying to gather my thoughts as fast as I could.
"You sure you'd be ok with it?" Jenny replied, pressing the issue.
"Yeah. Um, yeah" I responded, "but, like I said, ground rules."
"Ok!" she replied, obviously very excited. "Ground rules. Like what?"
"Well," I started, having to quickly figure out what I might be comfortable with. "First we have to be together at all times. You do anything with me, and that's cheating. OK?"
"Yes. Always together. Got it. That it?"
"Um, and no sex. Like, you can do anything but fuck him. Is that, ok? Like enough or whatever?"
Jenny didn't pause for a second. "Yes. Perfect. But like, head and stuff?"
"Sure," I replied. "And one last thing. He has to finish in a condom. Just to be extra safe. Oh, and either of us can call it all off at any time, if we get uncomfortable or whatever."
"OK!" Jenny replied very eagerly, again kissing me.
"So, how do we get this started?" I asked, wondering if she had a plan.
"Leave that to me!" she replied, just as Kyle returned.
"So, I think I should turn in" Kyle said, reentering the room.
"No way!" Jenny yelled at him. "Don't be a rude guest. Come sit with us a while longer, while I sober up a little." Jenny patted the couch next to her, offering him a nearby spot to sit.
Kyle sat down next to her, a weird distance to the side, clearly trying to figure out how close would be too close.
"So," Jenny started, "You've been single for a while. How are the ladies? You getting any?"
Kyle furrowed his brow at her, trying to figure out if she was serious.
"Come on," Jenny teased, "tell us." She gave him a playful slap to the thigh.
"Well, I really haven't dated much. I was married for ten years. It's, you know, hard to get back out there."
"Oh, come on," Jenny responded, "I bet you have girls throwing themselves at you."
"I don't know," Kyle said quietly. "It's been slow. I haven't, you know, since Traci left."
"Not at all!?" Jenny almost yelled, clearly surprised. "You haven't had sex at all since she left?"
"No, I started to see this one girl, but I broke it off before, you know, we could..." Kyle trailed off.
Jenny reached over and put her hand in his lap. "You mean to tell me, this poor guy hasn't had any love at all?" I couldn't see her, but I knew the look she must have been giving him, that devilish 'take me' eyes that I can't turn down. Kyle looked over her at me, trying to figure out what the hell was happening. I gave him a shoulder shrug, probably half as reassuring as I wanted it to be, before Jenny spoke up.
"Well, we wouldn't be good hosts if we let that stand," she said, stroking his cock thorough his pants. Jenny leaned toward our guest, putting her hands around his head and drawing him into a wet kiss. Kyle didn't close his eyes at first, looking at me for more reassurance. I gave him a nod, and he closed his eyes and enjoyed my wife's drunken kiss. Jenny's right hand slid down his chest and started to stroke him again. I have to admit, the sight of my sweet wife making out with another man was really hot, must hotter than I imagined. I think it was knowing that I was in control and could set the rules that made it ok, but the two of them kissing each other had me rock hard.
After a moment or two, Jenny broke free and turned to me, kissing me deeply, her tongue immediately intertwined with mine. She started to stroke me, then stopped kissing me and whispered "Someone must like what they see." Before I could respond, she was kissing me again. Then she turned away and sat between us, a hand in each lap.
"Mmmm," she moaned, stroking both of us through our pants, "I think this is going to be fun.
I started to run my hand up her leg, her legs parting to let me in. When I got to her panties, I could feel right away that she was already soaking wet. That's when I saw Kyle's hand on her left leg, tentatively moving its way up. I moved my hand up and starting massaging her breast through her dress, giving him room. Jenny let her head rest back on the couch, a soft moan coming from her bright red lips as Kyle's fingers found the inside of her legs. He rubbed her very gently, almost scared to touch her too much, through her soaked black panties.
Then Jenny sat back up and pulled his hand away. "Why don't you stand up?" she asked our guest, who slowly followed her direction. Jenny sat forward on the couch, using both hands to unfasten his belt. Slowly, she unbuckled his pants, pulling the zipper down, letting them fall softly to the floor. Her red painted fingernails snaked inside his underwear, which barely concealed a very large bulge. Slowly, she pulled them down, his cock bobbing out into the cool air.
I haven't seen a hard dick up close other than my own, so I have almost no basis for comparison, but he seemed more than a little large. I'm a straight six inches, and I'd guess he was at least two inches bigger than I. Jenny didn't say a word, but I could tell she was smiling as she wrapped her fingers around him and started to slowly stroke him. A small bubble of clear precum was on the tip of his cock, and I knew exactly what she was going to do. Sitting forward further still, she gently kissed it off the tip of his dick, then slowly took him into her mouth. My wife gives world class blowjobs, and from the look on Kyle's face, the booze hadn't dampened her skills at all. Jenny's mouth wrapped around him, her painted red lips circling him as her hand slowly jerked him into her mouth. Kyle moaned softly as Jenny gave him the best blowjob of his life.
After a minute or two, she released him from her grip and pushed him back. Dropping to her knees, she softly called out "I'm missing one."
Not missing my cue, I slid my pants off and stood next to her. And there was my beautiful wife, kneeling between her husband and another man, one hand on each cock, stroking and blowing us each in turn. It was so unbelievably sexy, I wondered if she knew how incredible she looked. I have to say, I wasn't jealous at all, which completely shocked me.
After a few minutes, she dropped us both and slid back onto the couch, laying back and spreading her legs aimed right at me. "Babe," she called out, I think I need some attention. I dropped to my knees between her, sliding her soaked panties down her long, pale legs. Just before I started to kiss my way up her thighs, I saw Kyle, finally getting comfortable, kneeling beside her and massaging her large breasts. I went to work myself, kissing her inner thigh, then finding her sopping wet slid with my tongue. She moaned loudly as I started to slowly lick her clit, using a finger to slide up and down between her perfectly slick lips. Her hips moved slowly to match me, and I looked up to see Kyle's mouth firmly clamped on her left nipple, sucking for all he was worth. Jenny moaned louder as I pushed a finger inside her, then back out rubbing just below her wet hole. Again and again I slid up and teased her hole, only to slide my finger back down just above her asshole.
Jenny has never been into anal in any way, and in fact she swears the idea turns her stomach, but I also know from experience that using a finger to just tease her ass when she's good and turned on sends her right over the edge and turns her into a real animal. So, I wet my pinky finger, and then while I slid my index finger into her, I put the other finger just on the entrance to her ass. She moaned loudly and pushed her hips up, giving me the permission I was looking for. Slowly, I slid my index finger into her pussy and the other just a little into her ass. As I knew she would, she came immediately, screaming out as she grew wetter still.
Pushing me away from her legs, Jenny pulled me up her body. I kissed her deeply, my cock just inches from her wet hole. She pulled me further until I was straddling her, and she started blowing me lustily. Kyle got the hint, and I could tell exactly when his tongue found her clit, because she moaned into me like I'd never heard before. I wasn't entirely sure that she hadn't come again.
Jenny stroked me hard as she greedily sucked my dick, stopping now and again to moan louder and louder. Finally, after a moment or two, she pulled me from her mouth and said "I need a cock right fucking now." The look in her eye was hungry, even animistic.
I stood up and Jenny rose beside me, pulling her dress over her head and quickly discarding her bra. I turned behind her and guided her down to the floor where she got on all fours. "Kyle," she demanded, "come here."
Kyle sat down on the couch, and Jenny crawled between his knees. She looked at him, stroking him softly, while I teased the edge of her pussy with my cock. I slid in so easily, she was so unbelievably left, and she moaned loudly, immediately taking him back in her mouth. She sucked and stroked him hard as I slowly worked my way in and out from behind, her juices slowly coating all of me.
"Mmmm" she moaned, "His cock tastes so fucking good baby." I continued fucking her as she moaned into him, her mouth as full as it had ever been. "He tastes so good baby, I just love sucking this big hard cock." I loved the way she was talking to us, completely lost in the moment. Kyle started to moan louder and louder, until Jenny finally stopped and looked up at him. "Not yet, big boy."
Pulling herself off of me, Jenny turned and kissed me the most passionate kiss we'd ever shared, stroking me slowly as she did.
"Having fun?" I teased, fingering her wet pussy while she stroked me.
"Oh fuck yes. He's amazing" she replied.
Kyle had collected himself and sat forward, his hands on her ass, rubbing her gently.
"Do you like the feel of his hands on you?" I asked.
"His hands feel so big and strong" she replied.
I pulled her face closer to mine, wrapping my hand gently around her neck. "And do you like the feel of his cock in your mouth?" I asked.
Jenny looked deeply into my eyes, "I love sucking his big dick" she responded.
For the life of me, I will go the rest of my days not knowing what came over me at that moment, but I swear it was like I was listening to someone else speak when I spoke next.
"I bet you want to feel that cock inside you, don't you?"
"Oh fuck" she cried, closing her eyes and resting them on my chest. "I want to feel him so bad."
"Then why don't you let him see how good you feel?" I asked.
"Oh baby, are you sure" Jenny pleaded.
"Lay on the floor," I commanded her. Jenny dutifully turned and took Kyle's hand, pulling him down with her as she fell to the floor. Smart enough not to ask himself, Kyle positioned himself between her legs, kneeling, and set the tip of his cock directly on her clit.
Jenny moaned softly, taking him in her hand and rubbing him on herself. "Oh fuck" she moaned. Kyle took it away from her and rubbed it up and down her slit, her lips spreading apart for him.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Fuck yes," Jenny moaned. "I need that cock. Give it to me."
Slowly, Kyle slid down and pushed himself against her small, wet hole. The head of his cock pushed her open, struggling to enter. Pulling back, and pushed against her again, the tip disappearing into her. Jenny let out a loud, lusty moan like I'd never heard from her before. Then he pulled back again, and pushed another three or four inches of himself into her.
"Oh fuck yes," Jenny moaned.
I crawled up next to her and kissed her deeply. "Does that feel good, baby?"
"Yes," she moaned in reply.
"Do you like finally having your second cock?"
"Ohhh fuck, I do."
"He's so big," I teased, "do you think you can take more?"
"Oh godddddd," she stammered, "I don't know."
"I think you can," I said sternly. "Tell him to give you more."
Jenny moaned again, turning her head and closing her eyes. "Give it to me," she whispered, "give me more."
Kyle pulled back out, his cock glistening with her wet juices, then pushed all of himself into her.
"FUCK!" Jenny screamed, "he's so fucking BIG!"
Kyle started fucking her slowly, pulling himself almost all the way out before diving deep inside her. Holding her by the hips, he started to thrust faster and faster.
Jenny moaned louder and louder. "Fuck baby, he's so fucking BIG. He's stretching me right out. I don't know if I can take it all. FUCK FUCK. Make me take that cock. Fuck me harder. Make me take it all!"
I was so turned on, I grabbed her face and practically shoved myself into her mouth, fucking her face as hard as I could. Jenny moaned into me like never before, her body shaking with what must've been the orgasm of her life.
Kyle was moaning too, and Jenny pushed me away. "Fuck baby, that cock is so fucking good. Keep fucking that dirty little pussy. Fuck me like the naughty little slut I am." Kyle started to grunt louder, until Jenny sat up and pushed him way. "Oh no," she teased. "I want that cum in my mouth."
Pushing me back onto the floor, Jenny climbed on top of me. She was so wet and so wide open, I slid in easier than ever before. Kyle took up a position standing beside her as she started to bounce up and down on me, sucking his cock as fast as she could. Within an instant, Kyle started to stroke himself into her mouth, pulling out and shooting rope after rope of bright white cum all over her pretty face.
Jenny screamed as she rode me, bouncing hard and fast on my rock hard cock. Grabbing her by her hips, I thrust up into her again and again.
"Fuck yes baby" I cried out. "You feel so fucking good. Tell me whose pussy this this."
"FUCK YES!" she screamed, cumming again. "That pussy is all yours baby. Own me. Show him you own my tight little nasty pussy."
I couldn't take any more. With one last thrust, I pushed myself deep into her, filling her with the biggest load of my life.
Jenny collapsed onto me, both of us almost passing out. A few minutes later, we started to come to. Kyle had gathered up his clothes and disappeared.
Jenny led me to our bedroom, where we spent the whole night fucking again and again, until neither of us could walk. Kyle was gone by the time we got up in the morning, but I have a feeling we might be inviting him back.
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