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I married Jane when we were both still in college, a little over ten
years ago. They have been a great ten years. I just had my 32nd
birthday, and Jane's is in a couple of months.

Jane still looks fantastic. We walk or cycle almost every day, and she
teaches a couple of aerobic classes at the community center. Her body is
firmer and tighter now than it was when I met her. She is 5'5", weighs
about 110-115, and measures in at an eye-catching 36-24-35. She has
deep green eyes, a great complexion, and bright blonde hair cut in a
short, stylish bob. So, when I tell you that just looking at her still makes
my heart go pitter-patter, you know why.

I've been monogamous since the day I met Jane, and I'm sure she has
been the same. Jane wasn't a virgin when we met. In fact, I started
dating Jane after she broke up a very long-term relationship with one of
my frat brothers. I knew they had been making love for years and,
sometimes, even today, while I'm daydreaming, the vision of Jane and
her ex-boyfriend doing some of the sexy things WE have done together
has aroused me. Maybe it's so easy for me to picture them together
because I knew them as a couple at one time.

Anyway, here we are. A successful young couple. We both work for
the same Very Large Corporation, and we survived the recession of the
'80's fairly well. And now, we are enjoying the benefits in our new
house with a 3-car garage, a yard full of trees, and a hot tub on the deck
outside our bedroom.

Mister and Missus White-Bread Suburbia... Until.........

Several weeks ago I received word that Mike, a mutual co-worker
and old friend, was returning to headquarters for some training.

Mike is a great guy, and we were pretty tight before he was
transferred to Seattle about a year ago. We had been on the company
softball team together and had been drinking buddies, and Jane and I had
even double-dated with him a time or two. So, when I heard he was
coming back to town for a few days, I checked with Jane, and then
called him, insisting he stay with us rather than in a hotel. He agreed
immediately.

I picked Mike up at the airport at 3:00pm on Friday afternoon and we
had a nice conversation as I drove back to the house and he informed me
he had just gotten engaged to a woman out West.

When Mike opened the door to our house, thirty-some people yelled
"SURPRISE!"

Jane and I had decided to throw him a little "Welcome Back" party so
he could see his old friends, again. It was a great party. After hours of
good music, good food, good conversation, and good booze, people
started leaving around midnight.

By twelve-thirty, everybody had left and Mike offered to help Jane
and I clean up.

Jane said, "This can wait. I'd rather take a quick dip."

I agreed.

Mike said that that sounded good, but he'd have to borrow one of my
swimsuits, as he hadn't brought any along with him.

Much to my surprise, Jane blurted out, "You don't have to worry
about a suit, Mike. Jim and I don't bother much with them anymore."

I was surprised because, although Jane and I really didn't bother with
suits, it was only when we were alone. I couldn't tell if she was a little
buzzed, or a little excited, or both. But I knew I was both!

The three of us quickly stripped on the back patio deck. It was
obvious in the bright moonlight that Jane was more than buzzed. Her
nipples were hard and erect and her skin had that taut, expectant look it
gets before we make love. She was also breathing through her mouth as
her eyes were glued on Mike.

And looking at Mike, myself, I could now see why he had been such
a stud around the office before he was transferred. Besides his rugged
good looks and great personality, he had a rather large cock and set of
balls hanging between his legs.

I noticed he was also watching Jane very closely.

We all ran up the steps to the bedroom-level of the deck and splashed
into the tub. The water was perfect and the night air made it very
relaxing. After a while, I offered to make us all a nightcap and ran into
the house to get the fixings. When I returned, Jane and Mike were out of
the pool and lying on chaise lounges. Neither one of them had made any
effort to cover anything up, so I didn't either.

We sipped our drinks and quietly talked about old times and who-
was-where-doing-what in the company. Mike was on the chaise
between us and I couldn't help but notice all the attention Jane was
giving Mike's crotch. I took a good look, myself.

Mike's cock was large -- no two ways about that. It was long, maybe
seven inches or so, but it was also thick, looking almost as thick around
as my wrist. And it was still soft! I had been in enough locker rooms to
know that Mike was one of a very few good men. Now, looking closer,
I noticed that he was also uncircumcised and he had a lot of obvious
foreskin.

When we finally got around to the office gossip and who-was-
fucking-whom, we all perked up. Jane said she now understood why
there was so much crying and gnashing of teeth by the office beauties
when Mike was transferred across the country. She went on to say that,
not only was he a sweetie, but he had the most impressive prick she had
ever seen in her life. Then, Jane asked Mike to forgive her for staring,
but she had never seen an uncircumcised cock before.

Being only human, as Mike listened to Jane's compliments, his
impressive seven inches was slowly twitching itself into a firmer, and
even more impressive nine inches!

Jane suddenly turned to me, "I just want to touch it!"

I could tell from her expression and breathless tone, she was asking
me for permission.

I shrugged and nodded. What was I going to say?

Jane turned to Mike, "May I?"

Mike looked at me and I nodded again. He turned back to Jane,
"Sure, Jane, if you want to."

Jane got up off her chaise and walked to Mike's, "Oh, I want to."

My wife sat next to Mike on his chaise and just stared at his cock. It
was still twitching, growing firmer and longer as we watched.

Jane slowly reached forward. There was a small tremble in her hand.
Slowly, she reached out and touched Mike's cock, wrapping her hand
around it. Her fingers didn't even come close to making it all the way
around.

None of us said a word -- we were all feeling the sexual tension of
that minute. All three of us were intently watching my wife's hand as it
slowly pulled back Mike's foreskin off the head of his cock, and then let
go, so the skin slid back to cover the head, again. Over and over, Jane
slid her hand up and down Mike's shaft. Jane's other hand made its way
down to Mike's balls, where it cupped and lifted them as if weighing
them.

I didn't have a ruler, but my guess was that Mike was now a hard ten
inches of cock. I couldn't even guess its girth.

All this time, Jane was slowly lowering her head, inch by inch, until
she was only inches away from Mike's erection. I was watching his cock
as intently as my wife. Mike's foreskin was so thick and long, that even
when his cock was erect (as it was now!), it was still long enough to
entirely cover his head. So both Jane and I watched as a drop of pre-
cum oozed out of the tip; and as Jane let the skin go, we watched the
skin cover the head, pushing the drop up, until it rested on top, like a
shiny pearl on a ring.

To my surprise, Jane flicked her tongue out to lick the fluid away.
Mike and I both moaned.

Now, Jane continued her hand rhythm, up and down, but she left her
tongue on the head of Mike's cock, so that when his foreskin returned to
cover the head, it also covered the tip of Jane's tongue. This only
happened a few times before Mike very obviously began to cum.

Jane moved her mouth over Mike's cock and began swallowing his
cum. A little of Mike's cum leaked out the side of her mouth, but she
quickly caught it with her tongue. (Jane later told me that Mike's cum
was more than she thought any man could shoot at one time.)

Jane's eyes looked glazed-over with lust when she smiled up at Mike.
I knew I needed a release for my raging, almost-painful, hard-on and
suggested we move into the bedroom. Mike and I escorted Jane to our
king-sized bed and she looked up at both of us. She looked beautiful.

Mike laid beside my wife on one side and I took the other. We began
to explore her extraordinary body with our hands and fingers and
tongues. Mike sucked a breast into his mouth as I licked Jane's clit. He
soon moved down to her pussy and I kissed her mouth and filled my
hand with her tit.

I couldn't wait any longer. I moved Mike out of the way and slid my
erect cock into my wife, to the hilt. I had never felt her cunt so wet and
hot as it was at that moment. She reached one hand between us and
made a tight ring around my cock with her finger and thumb. Then I felt
her other hand on the cheek of my ass, her fingers seeking and finding
my anus.

Knowing my climax would be almost immediate, she grinned up and
me and asked, "Did you enjoy seeing another man's cock and cum fill
my mouth to overflowing?"

That was it! I slammed into her as hard as I could and let go with a
massive orgasm.

I had barely finished cumming when I felt Jane's hands pushing my
shoulders away from her. She wanted me off her. She was looking at
Mike and they were now ready for each other. I slipped out of Jane's
cunt and rolled on the bed, watching Mike position himself between my
wife's wide-spread legs. His erection was huge.

Her eyes were filled with lust as she grabbed Mike's hips and said,
"What are you waiting for? Fuck me! I want to feel that monster-cock
in me right now!"

Mike maintained control. "Let's take this slow, Jane. I don't want to
hurt you."

"Just fuck me, you sexy bastard!"

As his cock-head touched her cuntlips, Jane moaned loudly.

I couldn't believe it! I was in the same bed, watching another man
getting ready to fuck my wife!

Mike began to push slowly with his hips. Jane's pussy began to
stretch itself around its unnatural girth. Slowly, slowly, Mike
maintained the pressure, slowly but surely burying his cock deeper and
deeper into my wife's cunt.

"You're so tight, Jane. Tell me if I hurt you."

Jane couldn't talk, she just shook her head.

Finally, Mike touched bottom. He held himself completely still. My
wife had taken it all.

Jane was obviously savoring the feeling. She wrapped her arms
around Mike's neck and said, "Oh, Mike, I've never felt this full in my
life!" Then, even without Mike moving a muscle, Jane began a powerful
orgasm (Which she later said was the strongest she had ever had.).
Wave after wave of pleasure wracked her body. And, as she began to
come down, Mike began his fucking motion, taking her up, up, and
away, again and again.

Mike dropped his face to Jane's breasts and he began biting and
pulling her nipple with his teeth as he hammered into her harder and
harder with his hips.

"Oh, yes!" she screamed. If our neighbors lived any closer, I'm sure
they would have called the police. "Fuck me hard, you bastard! I can
feel all your foreskin! I can feel it sliding up and down your cock,
sliding inside my cunt, the way it did in my hands! Don't let this end!"

But it did. Mike was lifting himself almost all the way out of Jane
and then ramming back into her, slapping their hips together and
banging his big balls against her ass. I would have felt sorry for Jane --
for the beating she was taking -- if she wasn't so obviously enjoying
every bit of it, bouncing her hips up to meet his down slams.

I'm not sure if Jane ever really stopped cumming, but it was obvious
when Mike finally began his. His face turned red and he was gasping for
breath, grunting.

When he finally collapsed on top of Jane, she wrapped her arms
around him and said, "I could feel your foreskin, and your cum. I could
feel it shooting out of your magnificent cock, filling my cunt."

I guess with the party, the booze, and the sex, we were all exhausted.
Mike couldn't make it to the guest room, so all three of us fell asleep in
our bed.

I woke up once during the night having to go to the bathroom, and
found Jane and Mike fucking again on the bed beside me. When I
awoke the next morning, I rolled over to see Jane sucking on Mike's
cock. Mike was still asleep.

"Don't you think last night was enough, Jane?"

"I don't know, Honey. It hasn't been enough, so far. But I'll try to
behave. I've just never felt like this before --this alive, this randy, this
hot. Just don't get mad at me, okay? I still love only you."

For the rest of that weekend, and all of our free time during the
following week, Mike wore Jane like a second skin. She went
everywhere he went. They were seldom dressed and never apart, and
when they were together, my lovely wife had Mike's cock in her hands,
her mouth, or her cunt.

She even went with him to the bathroom! I followed them once, and
watched Jane get down on her knees and pull Mike's foreskin back so he
could pee. As soon as he was done, Jane shook the last few drops from
the end and then engulfed his meat in her mouth and sucked him 'till he
came. As always, she swallowed every drop.

I don't know how many loads of cum Jane took that week. She
sucked and fucked more loads out of Mike than I care to count, and since
she was acting like some sex-slut, she couldn't very well say `no' to me
when I wanted some of her twat or mouth.

On Thursday, Mike's last night in town, Jane handed me the Polaroid
and packages of film and asked me to record the "love session." But,
before they got started, Jane sucked on Mike's cock until it reached
maximum size, and then she shot a pack of film in almost clinical close-
ups of it. I spent the rest of the night taking pictures of their sucking
and fucking.

Friday afternoon, I drove Mike back out to the airport. He was in the
backseat with Jane, who was giving him his "farewell blow-job." I knew
how much my wife meant it when she kissed Mike at the gate and said,
"I'm going to miss you, Mike."

Jane still masturbates looking at her photos of Mike, and the two of
us talk about his visit -- in bed, before and during lovemaking. If there's
been any change, our sex life has gotten hotter and raunchier since Jane's
week as Mike's cock-slave. It's definitely been more frequent. Jane has
been less inhibited than ever before. In fact, just last night, she asked me
if I ever noticed any other well-hung, uncircumcised studs at the gym.

Somehow, I don't think Jane is going to wait for Mike's next visit.



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