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I have a very beautiful wife. Stephanie is as close to perfection as any man could want. She is 5'-7" and 125 pounds, with slender legs and waist, nicely rounded ass and tits that just sort of hang there at the right angle. She is sweet and gracious and accommodates my wishes at all times.

We have been married about ten years now, but have never produced any offspring, and this has caused some anguish on her part. She believes that it is her fault that she cannot conceive. Quite frankly, it does not concern me very much whose fault it might be. It is what it is.

Our sex life has been great from the very first time we made out. I knew her history at that time and that she had been very active sexually with other men. She appeared to focus on me and I had never considered that she desired other men following our marriage. That was until the last few years.

She was always the center of attention when we went out. In addition to her physical beauty, she was kind and courteous to others. She knew how to dress for any event and always accentuated the finer aspects of her body. I loved it, loved to see the aching eyes of other guys and gals, knowing it would me taking her home to fuck.

She never "had a headache" when I was looking for pussy. She seemed ready for it at any time of day or night. Strangely, this made me begin to wonder about her. Was she getting enough from me? Was she looking for more? These thoughts ate at me to the point that I became certain that she was fucking someone else. It did not anger me and she remained a beautiful and attentive wife. We enjoyed our life together and shared many common interests.

However the thoughts became an obsession with me. I had to know if she was getting some strange cock but I lacked the courage to ask her straight out. I was afraid that my questions would alienate her and drive a wedge between us, and possibly even cause a split for no good reason.

But who was it? I was sure it was somebody that I knew. I contacted a private investigator with a reputation for honesty and discretion.

He was very straightforward; told me that I should be sure that I really needed to know if she was fucking around. That once you go down that road, shit happens and I could destroy our marriage without wanting to. I told him that I had to know and believed that I could handle any discoveries.

He asked me how deeply did I want him to investigate. Did I just want to know if she was fucking someone? Did I want to know who it was, or just want to know that she was? Did I want photos or video records? The cost would add up quickly the more detail that I wanted.

I wanted it all. I wanted to see the guys or girls. I wanted to see her being fucked, period. I wanted to know if there was more than one, and also what she did or allowed them to do to her.

I was planning a business trip and would be away from home for almost 2 weeks on the other side of the continent. We decided that this would be a great chance to find out. If she could go all that time without getting laid, I could most likely relax and forget about it.

We lived in a nice apartment downtown, in a building with access restricted to password or intercom from the street. My wife's schedule was quite fixed during weekdays. She went out daily for a few hours in early afternoon, shopping or on occasion meeting a friend for lunch.

I brought the detective to our apartment while she was out one day, to install a few cameras. The cameras were so damn small, that even knowing where they were located I could not see them. They were initiated by movement in the room, were completely silent and cost a lot of cash. They would broadcast the action to a location close by where they would be digitally recorded.

This had all turned me on to a degree that quite jolted me. The possibility that my wife was fucking someone else seemed to fill my mind in a manner that gave me an almost constant erection. I could imagine the sight and sounds of somebody else doing her. I could hear her moans and groans of extreme pleasure. How strange it all was.

We fucked for hours the night before I left on my business trip. We went from soft gentle love making, to wild crazy fucking and back to gentle touching and kissing. I began to think that I was out of my mind checking on her, but I had gone too far to back out.

I called the detective two days after I had left town. I asked him if there had been any action, and he replied, "Yes, there was. It's recorded, do you want to know who?" I was quite shocked now that my suspicions were confirmed. When I did not respond he said gently, "Maybe we should stop this now buddy, you know what she is doing, maybe that will be enough for you."

I said, "No, keep it rolling, but don't tell me who or how. I can wait to find out who it is, nothing has changed, and I still want to know it all." He told me that he would edit out the dead parts and have digitized versions on DVD when I returned.

I did not call him again before I returned home, but I did fuck a secretary from the office of a customer. She had been looking for it for some time from me, this time she got it. I took all of my frustrations about my wife out on the poor woman, fucking her hard several times one night in my hotel room. But she did not complain at all, and told me she could hardly wait until my next trip!

I dropped around to the investigator's office my first day back home to pay him and pick up the DVDs. There were four of them! When I looked at him, he just shrugged and handed me his invoice. He didn't say anything to me, but his manner implied, "You asked for it buddy."

I couldn't wait to see them, but obviously could not watch them at home. I rented a hotel room that afternoon and settled in with a pounding heart to watch my lovely wife fucking other men. I did not even consider backing out and chucking the DVD's. In fact I had a stiff hard-on before seeing the first encounter.

I thought I was ready for anything, but the first one blew my mind. The time was just after noon hour, the day I left home. The camera was located in our living room and the entry to our apartment was clearly visible. Stephanie was in a robe as she opened the door to Howie, the maintenance man for our building. He smiled at her and just pushed past her into the room. She closed the door and said, "How much time do you have?"

He replied as he tugged her robe open, "Only about 15 minutes, we'll have to hurry." She was naked underneath and obviously expecting this visit. The son of a bitch had my beautiful naked wife ready and wanting him.

Stephanie was fumbling at his belt and finally released it. His pants dropped to the floor with the weight of all his tools dragging them down. He was erect, his shorts tented, she rubbed it with her hand before sliding a hand inside of it, as he pulled them down. "I'm so horny," my dear wife moaned, "been thinking about this cock for hours."

Man, we had been fucking all night, the last one about four hours before this meeting, and she was horny. That was deflating.

Howie pulled her robe off, turned her around and moved her up against the wall, spread her legs and immediately began to work his cock between her ass cheeks. She was pushing back at him, obviously anxious to get him in her pussy. They had not even kissed to this point, and he was already starting to hump her.

It was obvious that this was not there first encounter; they fucked like a well-drilled dance team. His hands held her hips as he began fucking; low moans coming from Stephanie, her head turned to watch him with her hands braced against the wall. As he began to come, his hands slipped up her body and closed around her tits, fingers pinching her nipples, the sound of his slippery cock ramming her pussy was loud enough to hear.

He was ramming her more violently now, her ass cheeks clenching and unclenching as her orgasm approached, until finally he slammed hard against her ass and held still, his body jerking as he molded himself against her. After a minute or so, his body relaxed and he stroked her slowly, she turning her head with her lips parted as he leaned in and ran his tongue around her lips. He pulled his slimy cock out of her, picked up his shorts and padded to the bathroom.

Stephanie turned facing the camera, her body slumped back against the wall, her tits moving as her chest heaved, one hand holding her pussy, probably to keep his cum from dropping to the floor. The only word that would describe the look on her face was "relaxed".

I had barely recovered myself after that first look at my wife with another man, when the picture blanked for a minute and then came back on showing the time as 6:15 that evening. Stephanie was wearing a sheer robe with panties and bra showing through the veneer.

She answered the door and my fucking boss Bert walked in. This was different from Howie's visit; as soon as the door shut they were in each other's arms, mouths locked in a passionate kiss, their hands roaming each other's body.

My boss pulled back from her, his eyes heavy with desire and said, "Jesus Stephanie, I can't believe this, it's been months since we fucked. I was hoping that you might call after Jim left for the east."

Stephanie smiled at him, "Well let's not waste time," as she pulled him by the hand towards our bedroom. The camera was switched to the bedroom as the two of them appeared. They could not get enough of each other, standing beside the bed kissing and fondling.

Stephanie seemed to be in control of matters, and stood back from him and undressed him. He stood there as if in a trance, as she pulled his shorts down allowing his big fucking fat cock to pop out. He sat on the edge of the bed and watched her drop the robe, unhook her bra and with her eyes burning into his bent to slip her little panties down, and elegantly step out of them.

He reached out as she straightened, her tits swaying in front of his eyes and rubbed his fingers on her trimmed mound. She pulled his head to her tits and he began sucking and licking madly as his fingers worked between her legs and along her slit. He said, "You are wet and slippery already baby, you must really need some cock."

She said, "Keep quiet, let me do things," and settled down on her knees between his legs, grabbing his cock and stroking it. She bent down and rubbed his knob on her face and neck, rubbed her nose on it, then slipped her lips down around the knob and continued downwards slowly until she could take no more.

"Ah my God," he wailed, holding her head as she lifted slowly up until only the knob was in her mouth, her eyes smiling at him as her tongue circled the knob, and then her lips slipped back down. He leaned back on his hands, raised his hips upward to meet her descending mouth and groaned in anguish.

He was a blubbering mess when she suddenly lifted off of him and crawled to the pillow behind him. "C'mon" she demanded, laying back and lifting her knees and spreading wide, "you wanted pussy, lick it and fuck it now then."

The camera angle provided me a clear view of her wide-open wet pussy, the clit sticking out at least half an inch. I could see that she was hot, but his head was now blocking my view, as he latched his mouth on her cunt and began licking and sucking. She clasped her hands behind his head and jammed her hips upwards, rubbing her pussy on his face.

She lifted his head up and pulled him up over top of her. She murmured, "Let me taste my pussy" as her tongue plunged into his mouth and licked his lips. She raised her legs around his butt and pulled him into her.

He groaned as he began stroking, his big ass rising and falling, her heels digging into the back of his thighs, "What a cunt you have, the hottest cunt in the world," he moaned, "I love fucking you Stephanie, I want more of you."

Stephanie was digging her nails into his ass, scratching him while sucking and biting at his shoulders and neck, every muscle in her body straining to get it all. He increased the speed of his strokes now whining, "Oh, oh, oh, ah fuck, I want it, give it to me, let me have it," culminated by a final deep thrust as he blew his load in the delicate pussy of my wife.

They lay grinding together, milking the last vestige of pleasure, his legs trembling and shaking. He finally pulled out of her, lifted off of the bed and disappeared from camera view, probably off to the shower room. Stephanie lay there panting, her face expressionless and then quickly rising and calling out, "Wait for me, let's shower together." The picture went blank and when it returned it was about 30 minutes later. They had obviously continued fucking in the shower.

"When can I see you again?" Bert asked as he stood in the doorway on his way out.

"I'm not sure, I'll call you." Stephanie was establishing who was in charge. In fact, this woman was quite different from what I had lived with for over ten years. Instead of pleasant and accommodating and open to any suggestion, in this life she was in control and almost imperial in her presence.

A little later, there was a scene as she sat alone on the sofa talking to someone on the telephone. As I listened I knew that she was talking to Adrienne, her closest friend, and the closest to competition that Stephanie had for attention at parties or dances. Whereas Stephanie was a strawberry blonde with freckles, Adrienne was a black haired beauty with chalk white skin. Physically they had almost identical builds and when one saw them standing side by side, it was like watching two models on a runway.

Stephanie was saying, "Oh, I'm such a bitch," giggling a little as she spoke, "Two different guys in one day. No, I'm not telling you who they are. You would tell someone, you couldn't keep a secret. Well okay then, I fucked Bertie again but that's all I will tell you. Yes, he was good again, but I can only take so much of him, he gets all too emotional and clinging."

After some response from Adrienne, "Okay, let's go out tomorrow night for dinner. Maybe we can do some pub-crawling after, but I bet you won't be so bold if we find some guys. Wear your all black outfit and I will wear my "Fuck me" outfit." More giggling, "I'll make a reservation at Paul's for seven, meet you there."

I knew what her "Fuck me" outfit was. She often wore it when we went out to a club. I loved being with her when she was in it, acting as if I was the coolest guy around with her clinging to my arm and every eye, male and female, fastened on her.

And there she was the next evening, getting ready to leave to meet Adrienne. The black skirt just closed down behind her ass cheeks, the tops of black stockings just peeking out below the hem of the skirt. I knew it would be garter belt without panties as well. Her blouse was low cut gold color with sparkling sequins, and her hair strung out in loose ringlets. The entire result seemed to present a very beautiful slut, out for action.

It was midnight when the video clicked on again and Stephanie returned giggling a little as she entered our apartment. She did that when she had more booze in her than normal. She stepped aside and Adrienne entered clutching on to this tall skinny black dude, dressed in a sweat suit. He was grinning as he slipped his hand inside Adrienne's blouse to fondle her tits.

Stephanie closed the door and she and Adrienne sat on the sofa, looking expectantly up at this guy who looked so out of place in his sweat suit in front of two hotly dressed ladies. Stephanie reached around and started the CD player to some soft rock music. "Let's have our show," she grinned up at him.

The guy was already moving to the music, hips swaying suggestively, his cock swirling under the loose sweat pants as he pulled his sweater off without missing a beat. The ladies had invited a male stripper for a private showing!

He turned from them and with his butt swaying erotically ripped the sweat bottoms off with a whirl, exposing his very athletic looking ass and legs. He had some sort of a G-string around his hips and when he turned to face them again, his giant cock was sheathed in a velvet cover of some sort, his big balls hanging below. The ladies were holding each other's hands in desperation. The grins and comments were gone. They were just gaping at this monstrosity of a cock, which was beginning to strain the velvet sheath as it stiffened.

The dancer noticed the look in the eyes of these two ladies and while he swung his cock back and forth in front of their faces he chanted in time to the music, "Jimmie's going to get some pussy tonight, pussy tonight, pussy tonight; from two nice ladies." His voice had the lilt of the Caribbean to it, most likely Jamaican.

Stephanie responded, "Nobody said anything about pussy tonight Jimmie, just a hot show." But the words were not all that definite or final. From the looks in the eyes of she and Adrienne, Jimmy was definitely going to get some pussy.

Adrienne was the first to reach out and grab his cock. Stephanie stood up and went behind him and released the ties, the sheath sliding off of his now throbbing cock into Adrienne's hand. Stephanie reached around to hold the shaft in her hand, grinding her tits and hips against the now naked stripper.

Jimmie was smiling now, confident in himself as he backed away and without missing a beat said, "Show Jimmie some pussy ladies, strip down and show him his feast."

The ladies did as asked, the two of them almost in a trance to the beat of the music. They quickly stripped down while this naked man twirled a very big cock in front of them. At one point he swooped Adrienne's panties off the floor, hung it around his cock, twirled it and tossed them back to her. He knew all the tricks.

Adrienne was totally naked, the black strip of her bush very noticeable against the chalk white skin of her belly and hips. She had great tits, with huge dark aureoles. As I watched her expose herself, I was thinking about what I had missed in the past, and quite certain that I would get some of her in the future.

Stephanie stripped her top and skirt off, but retained her black stockings and garter belt. The black garter belt provided a beautiful background to her red bush. Man, did this guy know that he was going to get a treat like this?

"Hmm," chanted Jimmie, "One red pussy and one black one to fuck, Jimmie hit a jackpot tonight, two tight pussies for his big cock."

The ladies, not knowing what to do, but wanting something to happen were totally in his control. They both wanted it, there were no more giggling and smart-ass comments, so they just sat nervously side by side on the sofa and waited as he swayed close to them again.

"Take a little lick of it baby," his cock rubbing Stephanie's face. She took it in her hand and brought the enormous knob to her lips, licked it and slipped her mouth around the knob while holding his big balls in her hand. She peered up at him, seeming to seek his approval.

"Ah good baby, you know how to treat a man, how to taste and suck cock, make it wet for your pussy, make it harder. Damn, little Jimmie's going to have some fine pussy."

He pulled it out of her mouth and moved in front of Adrienne, who did not need an invitation to rub it on her face and lick along underneath the shaft and finally slip her mouth around it and slide her lips down the shaft, taking as much as she could without gagging.

Jimmie held her head for a minute and started fucking her mouth slowly, "Ah baby, you good too, let me fuck it a bit, make it ready for your pussy."

Then he pulled back a bit, the two ladies staring up at him waiting for orders. "Show me ladies, settle back and let me see how ready you are for Jimmie to fuck. Play with your pussies with your fingers, open them. One good turn deserves another, Jimmie's going to find out which tastes better, red bush pussy or black bush pussy."

The ladies obediently lay back with legs spread and fingers desperately furrowing their dripping wet gashes. They were both totally focused on his swinging cock, mouths slack and eyes glazed.

He smiled at them as he approached, sticking a big thick tongue out at them, as if demonstrating his weapon. Stephanie cried out and bit her lips in delicious agony. She did love being sucked off and this guy looked as if he knew his business. The music was still beating away in the background, there were no other noises other than heavy breathing as Jimmie settled in on his knees between my wife's spread legs and lifted them over his shoulders.

He dove in and his head began to bob up and down as he licked away. Stephanie's eyes were wide open as she held his head, looking down at him. Soon her eyes closed, her hips thrust upwards and she began to chant, "Oh, oh, oh." No doubt he had found her clit, she could get off quickly, loved to have it sucked hard, and then she came in a body twisting orgasm.

Jimmie pulled up and quickly moved between Adrienne's knees and repeated the process, eventually leaving Adrienne a slumped over glob of panting woman.

Stephanie was recovering now and Jimmie pulled her to her feet and then settled her on her hands and knees on the floor in front of Adrienne and positioned himself behind her, holding his big cock in his hand and rubbing it on her ass cheeks as he plunged two long fingers right up her pussy.

"Its ready baby, pussy's horny, wants some cock. You want this baby, don't you?

From Stephanie, "Oh yes, oh yes, I want it, want it in me."

"Your first black cock I bet. All ladies dream of fucking a black cock don't they." He had worked a few inches of cock into my wife by this time. She could barely speak but muttered, "Yes, I want it, all of it please, don't talk, just fuck me."

Jimmie complied, worked the rest in and then as her pussy adjusted to him, he began to stroke her, holding her ass in his hands, then as she became more animated, thrusting back at him, he began to slap her ass with each stroke.

Stephanie's tits were thrashing around under her body as she began to wail and cry and beg, finally getting off and collapsing face down on the floor. Jimmie lifted her hips up and kept fucking. But now his eyes were on a fully recovered Adrienne, sitting there with her fingers in her pussy and tugging at her nipples.

"Oh oh," smiled Jimmie, "Looks like black bush pussy wants some. Want some baby? Show me, spread those lips, let me see your fuck hole. Jimmie needs to cum soon, little Jim has a big load, he needs some fresh pussy to fuck." He was still fucking Stephanie, but was obviously thinking about the horny looking Adrienne, sitting there feeling herself, her mouth slack with passion and desperation.

He pulled out of Stephanie, who crawled out from under him, totally exhausted. His cock was still as stiff as a board, curved upward as if begging for relief. It looked like it hurt.

Adrienne went to get up but Jimmie waived her still, "Looks good right there baby, nice big red gash between your legs, ready for a slippery cock to fuck it."

Adrienne's pussy was ready, lips swollen and oozing juices, clit hard. Jimmie lifted her legs around his hips, and his big cock entered her in one long smooth stroke. "Ah my God," Adrienne screamed, "It's so fucking big, don't stop Jimmie, use it, fuck it as much as you want, want your cum."

Jimmie was different now, no longer just a performer, he wanted to fuck this lady for pure pleasure, his own pleasure, and he did. Stephanie was sitting on her butt on the floor, leaning back on her hands as she watched in fascination as this lean muscular man began to pound hell out of her close friend. She watched from behind as his powerful ass cheeks squeezed and clenched with each big slam into Adrienne's pussy. His thighs slapped her ass cheeks with each hard stroke. Whap, Whap, Whap.

He finally released his load in one tremendous thrust. A few more slow strokes and he pulled his dripping cock out and straightened. Stephanie was peering in between Adrienne's legs at her still pulsing pussy, oozing a stream of white cum down her crack to the sofa. It was as if she could not move to prevent it.

Jimmie picked up his clothes and headed for the bathroom, his mission accomplished, leaving too exhausted ladies to ponder what they had just experienced. When he returned, Stephanie was standing, still in garter belt and black stockings with a couple of bills in her hand and a big smile. Jimmie swooped it from her hand and drifted out the door, but not before he slipped her a card. "Have a party baby, as many ladies as you like, no limits, Jimmie will do them all."

When he was gone, Stephanie and Adrienne looked at each other and began to laugh. "Ah God, what did we just do?" said Stephanie, "It was fun and I have always wanted to try an oversize cock, but a stripper?"

She sat beside Adrienne on the sofa who said, "I have a sore pussy, and full of his jizz, better get to the bathroom."

She moved as if to stand up, but Stephanie whispered, "Wait baby, let me feel your pussy, let me put a finger in it, I'm curious, aren't you?"

Adrienne whispered, "I have never done things with a woman, but I am curious too. What the hell, after what we just did, anything more is no big deal." She turned sideways to Stephanie and spread her legs, her hand still clutching her mound.

Stephanie moved in on her, their tits brushing, their lips within inches of the others, and worked one finger in between Adrienne's fingers and into her slit. They both groaned and Adrienne gradually released her own hand to allow Stephanie to play unheeded. She slipped two fingers into her, "Ah, you're slippery, feels wild, your pussy feels like velvet full of cum. Hmm, always wanted to touch another ladies clit. You like that don't you. Baby, touch me, feel mine, this is crazy."

They were kissing now, slow and gentle, soft like women prefer sometimes, their tits jammed together as Adrienne's fingers found there way into my wife's wide open slit. The two of them were a writhing twisting mess of two hungry bodies exploring the others.

Finally Stephanie groaned, "Let's go to the bedroom, I want to see if we can rub our pussies together. God I love your pussy, want to rub mine on it. Let's fuck each other."

They stood, both oblivious to anything else in the world, totally focused on each other, kissing wildly and rubbing tits and pussies. They finally released and headed for the other room.

By the time the camera's had switched to the bedroom, they had found a way to get their pussies meshed, Stephanie's head on the pillow her legs stretched out one leg raised. Adrienne faced the other way, with her head at the foot of the bed and one leg between Stephanie's, their legs forming two 'Y's meeting at their pussies. Each were feeling and rubbing the other's clits as they ground away, moaning and crying out in pleasure. I was not sure which one got off first, but the two of them ended up with bodies shaking and tits flailing at about the same time. It was fucking beautiful to watch.

This ended the first DVD. I was totally stunned. I knew my wife had a wild horny streak and loved to fuck, but I had believed that she had been basically faithful to me. And maybe she had for a while, but she was certainly making up for it now.

I had been watching her antics for about an hour with a hard-on the entire time. I had my first set of lover's nuts since I was a teenager and had to jerk off for relief. I was a little deflated, depressed even, despite having been turned on to a degree that I had never before experienced. There was no way that I could watch another DVD at that time. But I knew that I would be watching them in a day or so.

I also knew that I had some payback coming. Bert's bit titted wife Emily was going to get her wish. We had danced often at parties, and she had let me know that she was available each time. No way I was going to fuck the boss's wife. However, there was a new option now and Emily was going to at least receive a titty-fuck. Adrienne was going to be part of a threesome, and very soon. And I was going to have a little chat with Howie. Let him know he should maybe do his "nooners" in another apartment with someone else's wife. God, three more DVD's to go!

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