It is funny the effect one person can have on another. Take my story for
instance. I had been married to my beautiful wife for about ten years or so, and
during that period of time my fantasy was to have a threesome and watch her have
sex with another man. Now Andrea did not like the idea at all, or at least did
one hell of a job of hiding it! Over the years she did, however, tell me stories
of her and other men while we had sex. I have a feeling that her continually
telling me that these other men were bigger and better than me gradually began
to influence her thinking and curiosity. Well, after a few years of this, I
began urging her to make my fantasy a reality. For most of the time she would
either say no or tell me maybe in the future, all the while thinking I would
never actually let her do it, I'm sure. One evening while we were fucking and
Andrea was sharing her sexual stories, I mentioned a friend of mine at the
office, named Don, who was a real ladies man and rumored to be very well
endowed. Gradually, Andrea would start talking about how it would be interesting
to fuck a larger cock than mine. Now this might turn a lot of men off, but it
drove me wild, and I ejaculated instantly, coming like never before. After
several weeks of talking about Don in our stories, Andrea would always mention
her fucking Don by name and even saying how much better it is to fuck bigger
cocks than mine, which always make me cum long before Andrea got off. Andrea saw
what an effect this was having on me and finally agreed to have sex with my
friend. It was hard for me at first to approach Don on the idea of him having
sex with my wife, but over lunch I brought up the idea. "Don, have you ever done
anything you would consider... kinky?" "Sure, you know my saying: 8 to 80,
blind, cripple, or crazy." "Yeah, yeah. But have ever, oh, say... had sex with a
married woman and her husband knows about it?" "No, can't say as I ever have,
but it sounds pretty kinky all right. Why do you ask?" "Oh, no reason really."
"Come on, Greg. What are you up to?" Well, at this point I was dying to tell him
that I wanted him to fuck my wife and terrified at all the things going through
my mind at the same time. What if he laughed at me, or told other people, or
even just got disgusted and left. All these things were racing through my mind a
mile a minute, then all of a sudden I heard myself say, "You know, Don, Andrea
and I have been flirting with the idea of a threesome." There was a brief
silence, and then Don said, "Greg, let me tell you, as much as it turns me on to
think about being with you wife, I'm not sure I could do it with you there."
"But the idea does appeal to you?" "Are you kidding! I got to tell you, your
wife has one of the greatest asses I've ever seen, and I'd love to fuck her."
This was making my dick so hard I couldn't stand it. I found myself really
enjoying this whole process of talking to another man about him fucking my wife.
At this point, I told Don that we were just thinking about it, and that I would
keep him informed. He said he also would think about the possibility of doing it
while I was there watching. Over the next couple of weeks, I was in a constant
state of arousal thinking about all the possibilities. The stories at night now
took on an almost real feeling, and I would come almost at the mention of Don
fucking my Andrea. Finally, I asked Andrea, "You know, Don said it would be
difficult to do anything with me present, and, well, I was wondering if you
could be with him alone. She said, "It would actually be easier for me also. I
don't know why, but I think it would." I decided that if it was to happen, it
would have to be now or never. "Good, I'll talk to Don tomorrow!" The next day
(Monday), I asked Don if he would like to be alone with my wife on Thursday
evening, which I had already arranged with Andrea. He took a moment and then
replied, "I'd love to Greg, and I promise to treat her like a lady and give her
my best!" Well, it was set, and I was shaking like a leaf. As aroused as I was
at that moment, you'd think I was the one who was going to get fucked. For the
next couple of days, it was all I could think about, and finally the day came.
It was Thursday evening, and I was pacing around the house like an expectant
father. Then a knock came at the door. It was Don. "Hi Don. How are you?"
"Nervous but ready." "I'll get Andrea," I said. Andrea was wearing a red teddy
under a black see-through gown, and she looked utterly fantastic. I led her from
the bedroom to the living room where Don was waiting. I loved the look of
appreciation on his face when he saw my wife in her sexy attire. I kissed her
good-bye, gave her a wink, shook Don's hand, and left for another friends house.
As I drove to my friend Jim's house, all kinds of thoughts ran through my mind.
'What if something goes wrong?... What if she runs away with him?... What if...'
"Damn!" I said as I hit the brakes, almost running a red light. "I gotta get a
grip!" Everything will be all right, after all, our marriage is stronger than
ever and Andrea would probably not like Don on a personal basis anyway. Arriving
at Jim's was difficult enough, but now came the wait until midnight. Jim greeted
me and offered me a beer, which I accepted readily. Jim was watching an X-rated
video which did little to help my situation. As I watched a young woman giving a
guy head, my thoughts immediately raced to my wife doing the same thing to Don.
I don't know how long this went on, but finally, I had to call and see what was
happening. Don answered the phone and said something and then hung up. Here I
was, standing there with a raging hard-on because another man was fucking my
wife. ***** This is how Andrea explained what happen after I left. I was calm
with the whole situation until the door closed behind my husband. Then all of a
sudden it dawned on me that this was not just one of the stories I told Greg,
but this was real! Trembling, I asked Don if he would like something to drink.
His reply came nervously quick, "Yeah.. Gotta beer" "Sure. Let me get it for
you." I handed him the beer. He was sitting in the recliner that was Greg's
chair. As he took the beer with one hand he gently guided me onto his lap with
the other. Immediately I felt his hard cock pressing against my ass, and I
realized I was no longer nervous... but ready. We kissed, and his tongue probed
my mouth as his hand explored my breast through the thin material. I returned
the kiss, our tongues racing around each others, and I could feel his cock
throbbing, looking for freedom. Don broke the action, took a drink of his beer
and said, "Let's go to the bedroom." I was up in an instant leading him to the
bedroom of my husband, and I was determined to show Don just how good a fuck
Greg's wife really was. As we entered the bedroom, Don took me in his arms and
held me and kissed me with a passion I had not experienced in quite some time.
He moved back and slowly removed my thin gown and kissed my bare shoulders. In
another moment he had removed my teddy, and I was standing naked before this man
whom I known for only a few moments. Again he passionately kissed me and lowered
my body onto the bed and began to lick, kiss and suck my breasts, and it was
wonderful. He stood up and in a moment had removed his clothing and was laying
there next to me, kissing and fondling my tits. My nipples were as hard as
rocks, and I felt my wet pussy aching for him. He slid down and began to lick my
hot wet slit, and it was all I could do to keep from screaming. I had thought I
would be running the show, but I was under his power, and I loved it. And then
it happened; an orgasm raced through my body, and I cried out, "Fuck me now...
Please fuck me!" He moved atop me, and, although I had felt his cock against me,
I did not know how big it really was. He pressed the head against my cunt, and,
as it entered me, I moaned in appreciation. It was the thickest cock I had ever
had, and, as it moved deeper, I loved the feeling even more. When I felt him
begin to back out and in again, I knew it was the biggest I had ever had. And
then he rammed it in all the way, and I screamed out in ecstasy as his cock
touched places never before reached. Another orgasm raced through me, and I knew
this was only the beginning! Don's cock was now pounding my hot cunt, and I
wrapped my legs around his ass and began to pull him into me even harder. If I
wasn't a slut, I was well on my way. I was living for the moment and his cock. I
had to have his cum in me now! I begged, "Please cum... please now." His thrusts
grew harder, and I could feel his cock swell even larger as it finally burst
forth with a flood of his hot semen that triggered yet another mind wrenching
climax that left my pussy convulsing like never before. As we lay together, our
breathing labored, I moved down to taste the cock that had just so richly
satisfied me. As my tongue moved over his cock, I tasted our cum and fondled his
balls. Our solitude was broken by the sharp ringing of the phone. Don answered
it abruptly, "Hello." "Hi Don. How's..." "See you at midnight," was Don's reply
as he hung up the phone on Greg. That had been my husband on the phone, and I
was busy sucking the cock of another man. Don had even been a little rude to
Greg, but right then all I wanted was more cock.... all I could get! With Don's
cock clean from my licking, I moved up and kissed him while stroking his cock
with my hand. For a while we just laid there and talked about what had happened.
He asked me if it was good for me, and I just laughed and said, "What do you
think." He smiled, and we kissed long and hard as he felt my breasts and paid
particular attention to my nipples, rotating one between his thumb and
forefinger. His cock was again hard and swelling with the pulse of his heart
beat. Rolling me over on my stomach, he straddled my legs and moved me to my
knees. In a second I felt him press against my swollen cunt, and then he was
inside me again. Moving slowly, the feeling was wonderful. Don's cock was much
larger than Greg's, and it was obvious it made a difference! Gradually, his
tempo increased, and Don asked if he was bigger than Greg, to which I relied,
"Yes.... oh yes, much larger." "Is it better than Greg's?" he said. "Yes, yes, I
love your cock... Fuck me... Fuck me." His speed increased with each word, his
cock pistoning in and out of my cunt like a pile driver. I was sure someone
would hear the slapping of our bodies as his cock drove deeper and deeper into
my body. I screamed, "Oh fuck, I'm cumming... I'm cumming... Fuck me... Fuck
me... Fuck me!" A searing heat moved from my cunt all the way through my body.
Don grunted and drove hard, and again he filled me with his sweet cum. Never had
I felt so much hot cum in me. Where did he get it all? We collapsed, our sweaty
bodies entwined and drifted off to sleep. I awoke to light kisses on my neck and
shoulders. It had been like a dream, and I wanted it to last forever. He took
first one and then the other nipple into his mouth, gently sucking them back to
hardness. I could feel the ache between my legs. I was so sore. Even so, I
thrilled at the thought of Don's cock, that thick, beautiful cock, ravaging my
pussy again! This time, I rolled him onto his back. Slowly I lowered my pussy
onto that monster cock. I could now judge it to be about 9 inches long, and it
looked wonderful as it disappeared into my cunt! Slowly, ever so slowly, I moved
up until only the tip was in me and then down again until I was fully impaled on
his cock. He rubbed and kneaded my breasts, pinching my nipples from time to
time, heightening my pleasure. I moved slowly, as long as I could, and then I
went crazy. No longer able to control my motions, I fucked his manhood
furiously, as fast and as hard as I could. This was a pain-pleasure experience I
had never dreamed possible. I was a sexual animal, a real bitch in heat, and it
was fucking great! And then another orgasm... and another. They were coming so
fast I couldn't keep track. Don now took control and rolled me onto my back,
straddled one leg and brought the other straight up his chest. His cock was now
deeper than ever before. I was being ripped apart! "Now, you little bitch," he
said. "I'm going to fuck you senseless." He slammed his cock into me hard and
fast. I screamed unintelligible sounds. I was lost in a continual and spiraling
orgasm that actually scared me, but I didn't want it to stop. And then he said,
"Here it comes, you fucking slut," and his fuck stick filled me again, and I
screamed with tears of pleasure, so totally satisfied, this was the best sex
ever! Collapsing again, as if we had participated in some kind of Olympic event,
we just laid there, motionless and exhausted. When I looked at the clock, it was
11:35, and Don was asleep. I looked at his cock, now flaccid, our cum still
glistening, and I had to taste it once more. Using only my tongue, I licked his
cock. That monster that had scared me, now appeared harmless and even cute.
Slowly, very slowly, to my amazement it began to come to life. As Don awoke to
my playful tongue, all he could say was, "You're fucking amazing, and Greg is
one lucky bastard!" As his cock (who to me was almost a person unto itself) grew
harder, all I wanted to do was to leave this man sexually spent. I began to suck
with total abandon, giving the sluttiest blow job of my life. Like a possessed
slut, I sucked and licked and stroked his cock like never in my life. Pumping my
face, he told me to suck it, and I did. I felt his body stiffen. He grabbed the
back of my head so I could not release his cock (as if I would) and yelled
"Swallow my cum! Drink it now! Do it! Oh fuck!" His cum raced into my mouth like
a torrent. Now tasting the flood that only my pussy had enjoyed, I swallowed
every gush. And when it was done, I sucked the last drops from this wonderful
cock and kissed him on the cheek for the experience of a lifetime. Don dressed
and expressed his enjoyment, and I said that I would - with Greg's permission -
look forward to seeing him again. He kissed me, and I watched the door close
behind him. ***** The time went slowly, and my balls were beginning to ache from
having a hard-on for so long. I looked at the clock for the thousandth time, and
finally it was ten before midnight. I bid Jim thanks for the beer, which did
help to calm me down some, and was on my way home. I parked the car and walked
to the door, my hand shaking with excitement as I unlocked and opened the door.
I moved quickly to the bedroom, and there on our disheveled bed was my beautiful
wife wearing only her see through gown. I couldn't wait to fuck her. "Hi lover.
Want sloppy seconds?" she said as she giggled and smiled. "Just try and stop
me." I was out of my clothes in record time, my hard cock bouncing with each
movement. I laid down beside her and kissed her long and hard and asked, "Was he
good?" "He's bigger than you and fucks great." Hearing that, I went crazy. I
moved down to her hot pussy, cum still oozing out, and began to lick and suck
every last drop. I didn't care that it was another man's cum mixed with my
wife's - that only fueled my fire. It was all a blur, but the next thing I knew
I was fucking my wife and pumping my own cum into her hot pussy. We laid there
in each others arms, as she related the details of the evening. It was an
evening neither of us would soon forget, and perhaps there would be more in the
future. But one thing's for certain: I'm one hell of a lucky guy.
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