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Watching Your Wife With Another Man



I was working out at the gym the other day and over heard two girls in their early thirties talking. I did not look at them and I really don’t think they knew I could hear their conversation but one of them said something about her husband wanted them to have a threesome with one of his friends. The other girl seemed both horrified and extremely turned on at almost the same time begging for more information, finally the first girl made the statement, “He says he wants to watch me fuck Charles.”
The other said, “That’s weird.”
“Yeah, I don’t understand it at all.” she agreed.
This caused me to think about the first time I heard that and wondered the same thing myself, but after having fucked at least thirty and probably more men while my husband watched it no longer is a mystery to me. I do know some men are just plain wimps and they enjoy the humiliation of having some hung stud doing their job but that is not the case with all men who enjoy the view. I know my husband gets incredibly turned on watching me get hammered and I now know what turns him on is not being a cuckold wimp, rather watching me get pleasured, and I think that is what most men who allow their wives this freedom gets from it. My man is so sure of himself as a lover he has no fears that another will out do him between my legs so he can simply sit back and watch while I go through all my unladylike maneuvers and emotions and still know when it is all over I would rather go home to his bed than Brad Pitts’.
Like the night he took me out to dinner at the lake. Earlier in the day he dropped me off to have a massage, followed by a trip to the beautician to get my hair and nails done and then home for a hot soak before we went out. He picked out my new outfit, a pair of silver pants that were so tight I know my camel toe was on display to anyone who cared to look, of course most didn’t get down that far because for a top he bought me a wine colored blouse that buttoned up the back and was 70 % transparent so my braless boobs were clearly visible to all.
We had a wonderful lobster dinner and a full bottle of sparkling wine and I really enjoyed the way the young waiter ogled me every time he had an excuse to come to our table. After finishing the bottle of wine we moved from the dinning room over to the lounge where the band was beating out some pretty hot sex into the atmosphere of the room. Tom danced with me once and then for the next hour I was on the floor with one of three men who were sitting at the table next to us. One after the other, they took me by the hand and led me out there stopping only for rest and a drink in between. Finally I was so hot from all these young men rubbing against me and staring at my breasts as the moved about during the dances, I knew my wetness was staining my pants and I told Tom I was ready to go home for some serious sex.
He nodded his head and stood and then he smiled to the men at the table that all knowing smile of, yes she’s hot but she’s mine, and out into the night air we went, but instead of driving the twenty miles back home he crossed the parking lot to the motel there and said, “Come on we have room 207 for the night with a big King size bed.”
That’s wonderful I thought because I won’t have so long to wait before feeling his cock inside me, but I was wrong.
As soon as we were inside, he was undressing me and kissing and touching and slipping his fingers deep inside my dripping pussy and with in moments of him laying me naked on the bed, a soft knock was heard at the door. He stood and I reached for the cover but he stopped me, “Don’t cover up.” He said and I knew he wanted to give whoever it was at the door a quick thrill and I was so hot and horny at the moment the very thought was quite intriguing to me too.
When he opened the door suddenly the three men I had been dancing with walked into the room with broad smiles. I looked over at Tom and he just smiled along with them before closing the door behind him and latching it.
For the next several hours Tom watched one cock after another slip in and out of my pussy and mouth. Often times with one in each orifice at the same time.
Since we didn’t know much about these guys he had previously arranged for them to all wear condoms before fucking me and they readily agreed, but when the third guy was ready we all looked a little surprised. When the little skinny fellow, who was slightly shorter them me, dropped his drawers we saw a third leg on him. His cock was about ten inches dangling there and bigger around than my wrist. So before he got his chance between my legs Tom took his turn and being the only one without protection he filled my pussy with a large load of his wonderful cream which really lubricated me well for Mr. Big Cock, next in line. I had sucked him hard while Tom was pounding me and surprisingly he was not a lot larger hard than he had been flaccid but that still was plenty big and he stretched me wide and deep. I came at least three times with him alone which was probably my tenth or twelfth cum already that night.
Before they left each man fucked me twice and two did me three times, finally around three o’clock they dressed and left and the Tom and I got into some serious husband and wife activity. After all I really owed him big time for providing me with such a pleasurable evening.
Another time that comes to mind where Tom showed his self security was in the case of a friend of ours who had a wife that had turned cold after her second child was born. He had talked to Tom about his frustration and horniness but he admitted he didn’t want to go out looking for strange stuff on the side, partly because he was a well known man living in a rather small town, and he also didn’t want a mistress because other than their sex life they had no marital problems, and he loved his wife and children and didn’t want anything to come along that could ruin his marriage.
We talked about him and his problem and finally Tom suggested why don’t you fuck him occasionally, that way he can get his rocks off and not have to worry about these other fears.
At first I wasn’t sure about it. I did like John but more as a friend rather than a lover. He was nice looking and a lot of fun to be with but he didn’t really turn me on all that much, however Tom knows me well and has often said after three drinks I’m looking for a cock to suck and he’s about right on that subject.
Unknown to me on this night he in his secretive ways had arranged for John to come over around eight so they could spend some time on a woodworking project both were interested in. He picked me up at work and we stopped at a quite little club on the way home where we had a couple of drinks before a lite dinner.
After arriving home we went out to the pool and due to the fact it was a sultry summer night we swam for a few minutes then had a couple drinks and he began to play with me doing the things that he knows gets my motor running. Finally he said, we better get on with this before John gets here.
I didn’t know John was coming over and said so but he mumbeled something about he had told me at the lounge about it. I didn’t remember that but didn’t care either at the time because his fingers were as deep in my pussy as his tongue was in my mouth. I was getting pretty hot by then and needing a good cockin when suddenly the phone rang.
When he hung up he said, “That was Grady. (His Boss) I have to go back to work for a little while but it shouldn’t take long. I’ll be back in an hour or two. Now I want to find you in the same mood you are in right now when I get home because I want some of that sweet pussy before I go to bed tonight.”
His words were in themselves arousing but I was frustrated at him leaving me in that condition however I did know Tom’s work was such that he could be called in and when he was, he had to go, so I dove back in the cool water and swam another few minutes. I had just climbed out to get a sip from my drink when the front door bell rang and since Tom had been gone maybe twenty minutes I was sure it wasn’t him so I slipped on my cotton robe and walked back inside to the front door, when I opened it I saw John.
He immediately drank in my body through the thin material of the robe where it clung to my wet skin and suddenly the thought of him seeing me almost nude caused a shot of fresh juice to rush into my vagina.
John finally said, “I er, we er, Tom is expecting me.”
“Oh yes he told me that, come on in, I was just out by the pool. I a’ hell, come on I’ll fix you a drink.” I said and turned and walked away leaving him standing there in the front door. I know John is an ass man and I also knew my wet ass was most likely outlined under the robe. When the door closed and I heard his steps behind me I just smiled without turning around.
Walking into the kitchen I explained where my husband was and that he wouldn’t be back for a couple of hours but he had giving me strict instructions before he left, which was true, that I was to make sure you did not leave before he came back, which was not true.
I prepared us both a double scotch on the rocks and then strolled out to the pool area again.
After we had emptied our glasses and were into a refill, engaging in small talk that meant nothing to either of us I stopped him mid sentence and said, “John, this drink has made me so hot I think I’m having a flash you don’t mind if take a swim to cool off.”
He just said something like, Oh sure, and then I dropped my robe and stood there naked before him a moment or two before I dove into the pool. I swam around a little doing all sorts of movements with my arms and legs that were suggestive and then I moved over to the edge where he was standing and I said, “This is so cool, why don’t you come on in too?”
“I er, what if Tom comes back?”
“He won’t be back for at least an hour, come on I can see you are uncomfortable in that outfit.”
He looked around and then started pealing. When he slipped his boxers down I saw he already was hard as a fence pole and I felt good about what was about to happen.
I moved over to the side and placed my arms up on the top and spread my legs wide, “Come here.” Was all I needed to say and he was there in me in a second. He fucked me hard and quick and only lasted about two minutes but soon I had him out and on the cushioned lounge sucking him hard again. The second time we had a nice long fuck and I came several times before he flooded me with his spunk, but as soon as he finished he jumped up and quickly dressed and left.
Five minutes later I was still out by the pool on my back on the lounge and had dozed off. When I heard the sliding door open I thought John was returning for another go but instead when I opened my eyes I saw my Tom standing over me.
He reached down and ran a finger in my slippery slit.
“You are still wet.” He said,
“Yes, I fucked John like you said I should.”
“I know, I was watching.” He said and then he quickly undressed and was in me so fast I hardly had time to digest what he had said.
Tom pounded me through several screamers before he added his wonderful cream to that which his friend had already left and then he carried me upstairs to put me to bed.
The next day we talked about what had happened and he admitted he had planned to whole thing and that he didn’t have to go to work at all but had arranged for a friend to call at a certain time about something all together different, which would give him the excuse to leave, but he only went around the block and then slipped back and watched the whole thing from a few yards away in the dark shadows.
He said he knew, after having drank a few and with his getting me hot and horny I would fuck John if he gave me half the chance and he thought John really needed it.
I fucked John three or four more times before we let him in on the fact that Tom knew all about it. At first he was worried but finally Tom convinced him it was alright as long as we didn’t try to hide it from him. After that I would do him two or three times a month and the two of them gave me three or four threesomes and before we moved away John was in on one gang bang Tom gave me for a birthday present.
These are but a couple of times my man has arranged to watch another man’s cock slide in and out of me and I know just why he does it.
So ladies, very likely your own husband would like to see the same thing, if he is not insecure or the jealous type, so don’t be surprised if he suggest it sometime, and believe me if he does, he means it, and if you don’t take him up on it you both will loose out big time.


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