My wife always knew I enjoy the fact that she occasionally enjoys herself with other men. The only stipulation has always been that Grace tells me all about it in detail afterwards. It’s only happened a few times, since she’s picky with her extra lovers.
Some weeks ago an old boyfriend of hers from long before we knew each other, Reg, got in touch with her on Facebook. They started corresponding online. At first she didn’t tell me about it, though she had mentioned Reg to me, saying a number of times how well he used to fuck her and what a fabulous big cock he had.
One day Reg called her at her office. When they’d spoken several times, she finally told me over drinks that he’d contacted her and they’d spoken. His job sometimes brought him to our city (he lived about two hours away), and she was almost in heat telling me about the sexy calls. They hadn’t been explicit, since she was at work, but she’d let him know she was anxious to see him.
Hearing how much Grace wanted to see Reg and enjoy his big cock really excited me. I was looking forward to them hooking up as badly as she was. No doubt the stories she’d bring home to tell me would be exciting.
A couple of weeks later as we were heading to bed my sweet wife said she had something to tell me. Reg had called her at work and said he was in town for a meeting early the next morning, and suggested that they have lunch.
Grace took a half-day’s vacation so when she met Reg for lunch she wouldn’t need to worry about returning to work. Knowing that she was enjoying her boyfriend’s big cock that afternoon, I was beside myself waiting for the details. She obliged eagerly.
She’d met Reg for lunch as planned, and they shared a bottle of wine, which loosened them up. During lunch she made sure the short skirt of her dress was hiked up to show off her shapely legs (she’s a bit of an exhibitionist). Now he placed his hand on her knee. As the wine flowed, conversation turned to the sexy times they had enjoyed.
Reg said that Grace was always his favorite fuck. He loved how uninhibited she was. He complimented her on how she’d kept her figure, and eventually kissed her. He suggested they get another bottle to drink in his motel room. No way she was turning that offer down!
She rode with him to the motel, which was nearby. In the elevator he was all over her, kissing her deeply while grabbing her ass and pulling her to him. When they made it to his room, the wine wasn’t opened—as soon as they were in the room he began all but ripping her clothes off, saying how sexy she looked.
As soon as Grace was naked, Reg laid her on the bed on her back, then took off his trousers and rubbed his hard cock up and down her slit. It looked even bigger than she remembered! She was practically whimpering for him to fuck her with it, but he made her tell him how much she wanted it. “I want that big cock!” she cried. “Please, please fuck me. I need to feel it deep in my pussy, please!”
Reg plunged his cock all the way in. At first he fucked Grace deep and slow. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and he began fucking her hard. She screamed as waves of orgasm rushed over her. Even though Reg hadn’t had the pleasure of fucking Grace for years, he had managed to hold off shooting for several minutes. Then, she said, “I felt his body go rigid and a deep moan came out as he filled me with come. I loved it.”
They collapsed on the motel bed. Grace was exhausted from the hard fucking and how long she had come. Reg was exhausted from fucking her so hard and coming so strong in her. They rested for a nice long time, then opened the bottle of wine. As they drank, she played with his cock. She told me, “I needed another great fuck by that big cock.”
While he sat on the edge of the bed, she knelt between his legs and sucked his cock until it was back to full size. He was playing with her tits then. They were both ready for their next round.
This time Grace was the aggressor. She climbed on top of Reg and slid his erection in her, then started riding it like there was no tomorrow. Being on top, she could get it deep inside her (much deeper, she made a point of reminding me, than my cock would ever reach), and when she came, she screamed and her body shuddered. He lasted a long time before blowing another load in her pussy. Afterward she lay beside him. After a short nap, they both cleaned up and he drove her back to her car.
While she told about her adventure with Reg, I couldn’t help but stroke my cock. It wasn’t long before I shot a nice creamy load all over my gut. Grace seemed to get a kick out of watching me jack myself off, and smiled a sexy little smile at me.
A couple of weeks later we had reservations for a Saturday dinner at our favorite restaurant. That afternoon Grace informed me that a friend of hers might join us, which I didn’t give much thought, figuring she meant one of her girlfriends might be stopping by to have a drink with us. I just made a mental note to make sure that we had a nice booth to accommodate her.
To my shock (though probably not to yours!), who should show up but Grace’s boyfriend Reg? I couldn’t believe she would just spring him on me! But at the same time, to my surprise, I was tremendously aroused.
He pecked her on the lips and sat down beside her. Immediately they began to chat, barely acknowledging that I was even there!
We ordered dinner, and along the way a few cocktails. For the most part I sat there in silence while the two of them flirted openly right in front of me. This continued all through dinner, and for a few more drinks afterwards. Neither of them acknowledged that I was sitting across the booth from them! They just kept talking and flirting.
As the drinks took effect, Reg’s hand moved to my wife’s knee, which I took to mean that her dress was hiked up enough for his hand to be on her leg. The entire wait staff and all the patrons around us saw and watched intently what was going on. I was aroused beyond description! Reg seemed to be enjoying letting me know that my wife was his for the evening and that how the night proceeded was up to his lead.
When it came time to leave, Grace had the waiter put the whole bill on one check and handed it to me, saying, “Reg and I will wait outside.” For some unknown reason, while I paid the check I was aroused by the way my wife and her boyfriend were treating me.
When I went out to find them, I found them in a deep embrace alongside our car. After several moments they broke away and Grace said, “You’re driving all of us back to the house. Reg’ll leave his car here.” They slid in the back seat, and I drove us the ten minutes to our house.
As I don’t doubt you’ve guessed, I kept a close watch on them in the rear-view mirror. I saw them resume their passionate kissing, and although the mirror didn’t give a complete view, I had no doubt that Reg’s hand was now well up under Grace’s skirt and in her thong panties.
At the house, Grace told me to fix cocktails for them and bring them to the living room. While I mixed their drinks, I threw back two of my own to help me prepare for the evening ahead. When I arrived in the living room with their drinks, they were sitting on the sofa with her legs lying brazenly across his lap. While he stroked her legs, they spoke and laughed softly. With each motion, his hand slid from her bare feet all the way up under her skirt, then slowly back. Again, they acted as though I wasn’t present!
I sat across the room and watched. After a while Reg told me to fix them another drink—and to make sure I had one for myself. I returned to the kitchen and mixed the drinks, including a nice stiff one for myself! When I returned to the living room, Reg and Grace were in a deep embrace, and no doubt their tongues were exploring one another hungrily. I sat their drinks down, then returned to where I had been sitting and watched them make out.
They continued to kiss and hold each other close, stopping only momentarily to take a drink from the cocktails I had fixed them. Even when they did that, they never looked in my direction! Finally, Grace faced me and said, “Fix one final drink for yourself, and make sure you use the bathroom. Then meet me in the bedroom.”
Confused as to where the night was headed, I did as Grace said. I had finished half of my “final” drink when she joined me in the bedroom. She pointed to a chair in the corner and said for me to sit down. She disappeared in our walk-in closet, and I heard a dresser drawer open. She rejoined me and said not to speak, but just to do as I was told. Using thigh-high stockings she’d gotten out of her dresser, she tied my hands to the arms of the chair, then knelt in front of me and tied my legs to the chair.
While she knelt in front of me, I saw plainly that her top was opened and one of her tits was exposed. “Now,” she said, “I don’t want to hear anything from you the rest of the evening. Do you understand?”
What could I say except “Yes, dear”?
As a favor to me, she unfastened and unzipped my trousers, then left me in the bedroom and headed down the hallway, I assumed back to the living room. Although the lights in the bedroom were off, there was light coming in from the walk-in closet light, which she had left turned on. I strained to hear anything that would let me know what was taking place in the living room, but for some time I heard little noise. Then there was the sound of Reg and Grace coming down the hall and entering the bedroom.
My wife was naked from the waist up. Her shapely breasts looked fabulous. Reg grasped them. She helped him remove his shirt, and they fell into a deep embrace. God, her tits looked sexy pressing against his bare chest! While he held her, he slipped his hand down her skirt and grabbed her ass. Since her panties were thongs, that meant he was fondling her plush ass in front of my face! My cock was so hard now that I really appreciated Grace’s undoing my trousers, even if I still couldn’t touch myself.
While they kissed, my wife reached down with both hands to unfasten Reg’s pants. She slipped her hand inside his shorts, and I assumed around his cock. “Let me see that big cock,” she said. “Let my husband see the cock that’s going to fuck his wife.”
He still had his hands in her skirt. Before he pulled them out, he pulled on the skirt so that it fell to the floor, leaving her standing there in only the thong panties. She bent down and pulled his pants and shorts down, allowing his cock to spring out. It was undoubtedly a good couple of inches longer and a good amount thicker than mine.
While Grace was bent down with Reg’s big cock right in her face she couldn’t resist licking it and sliding as much as possible in her mouth. She loves sucking a nice cock, and can always get mine fully in her mouth, but with Reg’s, because of the thickness, she could only get it about halfway in.
By the time she stood back up, he was naked. He picked her up and laid her on our bed, and she raised her hips so he could slide her panties off. She was clearly eager to enjoy his big cock inside her, but he teased her for a while, standing alongside the bed just looking at her naked body. She wanted to be fucked so badly that she was squirming and wiggling for it. I believe that if he had tried to leave her in that condition, she would have tackled him and had her way with him.
At last Reg spread Grace’s legs and moved between them. He slid his way in gradually until that whole big cock was buried inside her. While she moaned, I found myself starting to whimper! Watching my wife getting fucked was more erotic than I ever imagined it to be.
As Reg began to fuck her hard, I strained to move my tied hands to be able to play with my cock. Even though it was only inches away, Grace had tied me too tightly to reach it.
“Fuck me!” Grace cried. “Fuck me hard!” And the louder she yelled, the harder Reg pounded her. He lasted several minutes before shooting in her, then kept fucking her till she exploded. As they collapsed in a heap on our bed, I realized that while they were fucking I had also come. I had no idea when, but my shorts were drenched.
I slumped in the chair and assumed the evening was drawing to a close. Perhaps I dozed off in the chair, and perhaps they dozed off on the bed. It’s hard to know for sure. The next thing I was aware of was the two of them stirring on the bed. It became obvious that Grace hadn’t had enough of Reg’s big cock. She started playing with it, and with his balls, working to coax him back to life. When she bent down to suck him, he grew erect again in a hurry. As his cock hardened in her mouth, he devoured her tits.
Reg seemed to take control. He stood up beside the bed and pulled Grace up to a standing position by the bed, just a few feet from me. He turned her around and lowered her so her face was on the edge of the bed with her ass right in front of him and her legs hanging to the floor. “Watch me fuck her on the side of your bed,” he said to me, adding, “My cock will reach places that yours never will.”
He spread her legs apart, and there was just enough light for me to see his come still smeared down the inside of her thighs. He bent slightly, pushed his cock between her legs and rubbed it all up and down the entrance to her hungry pussy. “Tell me you want this cock,” he said. “Tell your husband how bad you want me to fuck you with this big cock.”
“Oh, fuck me!” she panted. “For God’s sake, fuck me as hard as you can with your beautiful big cock!”
He had her repeat this a few times, until with a single thrust his cock disappeared in her pussy. She screamed with pleasure. With her face and chest resting on the bed, he grabbed her hips and began fucking her deep and hard, the way she loves it. She moaned loudly with each thrust, sounding like she was coming the whole time. Meanwhile I noticed my cock again poking out from my shorts, and caught myself moaning as though I was fucking my wife!
Grace was enjoying the fucking of her life, and I only wished that I was able to tape it to watch over and over. Reg’s strong arms held her shapely waist, and with each of his thrusts her pussy took the full length of his cock. There was no doubt that she was loving every stroke. I have no idea how long he fucked her that way; it seemed like forever. And once again without my even realizing it, and of course without my touching it, my cock blew in my shorts.
Eventually Reg shouted and filled Grace’s pussy. Once again the two of them collapsed in a naked heap and fell asleep. All I could do, still tied firmly in the chair, was sit there and admire my wife’s sexy body alongside Reg. To my surprise, I enjoyed looking at his cock too. Even soft, it was surprisingly big and wide, with her juices clearly visible on it as it glistened in the dim light.
I must have drifted off to sleep. Later that night (I had no idea of what time it was; all I could tell was that it was still dark out), I was woken by the sound of fucking. I looked up and saw Grace on top of Reg, lying on his back, riding him for all she was worth while he grabbed hold of her tits. The bed was squeaking, and she was moaning up a storm.
Until that evening I had no idea two people could fuck as long as the two of them did. Each time they fucked, it seemed to last longer and be wilder than the time before. I had shot off so many times while I watched them that by now I was shooting pretty much dry loads.
Watching Grace ride Reg, I saw her body respond to the wide stretch and deep fuck his cock was giving her. While she screamed repeatedly, he held her waist firmly as if to help her shove him all the way inside with each thrust. After what seemed like forever, he screamed as he came again inside her. I wondered if he had any come left to spew. After a while she collapsed on his chest, and shortly afterward rolled off and lay beside him.
I noted that it was still dark outside, and again we must all have fallen asleep. The next time I was awake, the two of them were both gone from the bedroom. A short time later Grace returned and said she’d driven Reg back to his car. As she unfastened my arms and legs and led me to the bed, she said she didn’t know how to tell me this, but she felt that from now on Reg’s big cock would be something she needed, and asked me if I thought that would be a problem.
By that time I was staring at her swollen pussy, well drenched with Reg’s come, and by way of answer, without even thinking about, I slid down her body and set about licking her clean. When I had swallowed it all, I said, “It’s only a problem if I don’t get to lick you clean every time.”
To my pleasant surprise Grace asked if I wanted to fuck her. I did! I don’t suppose it gave her as much pleasure as she got from Reg’s big cock, but it felt great to me. I really couldn’t think of any downside to this new arrangement.
—N.A., Kansas City, Missouri