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I am not sure whether I would be considered a voyeur or not, because basically my fetish applies only to my wife and wanting to see her be fucked by another guy. What a strange compulsion when you think of it. And yet it is there and it really turns me on. When first married I was a very jealous and controlling husband but there was one sort of give-away even then. I would work myself into a deep anger if I suspected that my wife might be having an affair, and could visualize her being fucked. But it was anger with a hard-on. I don't think I realized the significance until years later.

After 20 years had passed and the kids had all left home, our sex lives picked up considerably as we began to experiment and free our minds. We confessed our encounters prior to marriage to each other and talked about people we had either fucked or thought of fucking. We had both had minor affairs through our marriage, not often and not long term and we talked about them and turned each other on by detailing what had happened. We became part of a group of friends of our own age and held house parties at various homes on a regular basis. The parties had become sex oriented but had not yet made it to the swinging world.

My wife and I talked about which of our friends we would like to fuck. The thought of watching her being fucked filled my mind, and especially if she was doing it to please me. She told me that fucking a guy to please me turned her on as well. We had some great nights fantasizing about her doing certain guys in front of me, or at least from where I could watch it.

One night I confessed to her that during our first years of marriage, I had suspected that she was having an affair with one guy in particular. I had been both outraged at the thought of him with his cock in her as well as being so horny I would have to jerk off.

When she asked me who I was talking about and I told her it was a guy named Walter. She was very quiet for a minute or so; and although she had never mentioned Walter before, I knew that I had hit home.

We were slow fucking at the time, chatting and teasing each other, and she took a deep breath and said, "Walter did fuck me one night at Jackie's house, but only once. It was hardly an affair."

Her confession turned us both on and I began to pound her pussy as if trying to bore a hole in her. She was crying and digging her nails in my ass and devouring my cock with her clutching pussy. We got off together, our hearts pounding and bodies vibrating and jerking.

We lay quietly afterwards, wondering at our reaction to her confession and the way it affected both of us.

After a while, she cuddled up beside me, her head on my chest and painted a vivid word picture of her encounter with Walter.

We had been living in a remote mining town; a new community split between young families living in houses and apartments combined with many single status men living in bunkhouses and boarding houses. There were far more young men than there were available women, very close to four to one in ratio.

Walter was a very homely man, about 30 years old at the time who had been a good athlete in high school. He seemed to be as wide across the shoulders as he was tall with a powerful upper body and apparently a very impressive cock. Normally he was quiet and polite, but at night he often fought in bar fights when someone commented on his homeliness. He soon earned a reputation as someone to avoid in a scrap.

He also had an insatiable desire for sex and was gaining a reputation in that regard as well. The single ladies were few and far between and so Walt began banging married gals. He was very discreet and was not one to brag of his conquests. The ladies he fucked spread his story through the community. They could not keep the story to themselves but had to pass it on to others.

My wife Lynn was friendly with a lady who lived fairly close to us and whom she had known back in her hometown since their high school years. Her name was Jackie. She had always been a wild gal, the kind Lynn envied because she herself had been raised in a strict home and never had the freedom to be wild. She began visiting Jackie once or twice a week, normally in afternoons but sometimes in the evenings. It depended on what shift Jackie's husband worked.

Jackie told Lynn about the escapades of her and another married gal named Isabel. The town was full of young studs looking for pussy, and Jackie and Isabel did their best to relieve their problem. Their husbands both worked shift work so on some nights they used to cruise in Jackie's car. They teased guys on the street near the bars, stopping to let them peek at there pussies, both of them not wearing panties. They could easily get screwed at any time they wanted, and did so often. Jackie suggested that Lynn come along some night.

Lynn was not inclined to join them but found it very exciting to hear their tales. One evening Jackie and Isabel related how they had stumbled on Walter and began to fill her mind with stories of this guy and his huge cock and his endless appetite for sex. They invited him over to Jackie's home one night when her hubby was on shift. He fucked them both and was ready for more, and got more several times in the following weeks. The two ladies suggested that Jackie might like to make a third for him.

Lynn was intrigued but could not commit to join them. One evening Jackie called and asked her to come over. There had been no mention of Walter but when Lynn entered the house, he was sitting having a drink on the couch. Isabel was sitting beside him with her tits showing.

Walter, despite his forbidding face, was always proper and courteous to women, and he welcomed Lynn in a friendly manner, although they had not previously met. Lynn realized that Jackie was planning something that night and also pretty well knew it involved her being the recipient of Walter's big cock. She was both terrified and aroused and did not know how she should or would react. Isabel stood up and took Walter's hand and led him downstairs to a lounge and TV room.

Jackie and Lynn sat down for a drink and Jackie then told her that if she were interested in being soundly fucked, Walter would be pleased to accommodate her.

Sounds were starting to come from the basement, first the sounds of Isabel exclaiming and swearing and then the heavy grunts of Walter sounding like a steam locomotive climbing a hill. The sounds died off and soon Isabel came back, her skin pale and her hair disheveled, but smiling and grabbing a drink before moving off to the bathroom.

Jackie stood up and took Lynn's hand and suggested she come down to watch her getting fucked by Walter. She could decide if she was ready to have some herself. She said, "Come on Lynn, Walter likes to perform and so do I."

Lynn's heart was pounding. She was uncertain but very curious about seeing this local celebrity in action. She followed Jackie down the stairs. Walter was just coming out of the bathroom where he had washed his cock off. He was nude and aside from his homely pock marked face and big nose, the rest of his body was impressively muscular and especially the fire hose dangling between his legs.

Lynn stood at the bottom of the stairs while Jackie stripped by a cot and sat down on the edge of it. Walter came over and stood in front of her and she began to hold and caress the big cock, lifting it up and feeling his balls. It began to stiffen almost immediately and she rubbed it on her cheeks kissed it and licked the knob. Walter handed her a condom and Lynn watched fascinated as Jackie expertly rolled it on.

Jackie wet it with her tongue and rolled to her back on the cot. Walter's cock was now fully erect, a massive thing bowed upwards and stretching the condom to the breaking point. Lynn could not believe that he could get that thing in Jackie's pussy but he was slow and deliberate and worked it slowly into her. Jackie was gasping as he got deeper and then when he was in her fully she arched up. Walter began some slow full-length strokes with each one eliciting a gasp from Jackie.

They began fucking in earnest, Walter's massive hips driving his cock into her faster and faster. Soon Jackie's legs were up over his back and Walter was partly on his knees in order to respond to Jackie's demand to be fucked harder. Jackie started to cum and Walter was ready to dump his load in her. As he humped Jackie he turned his eyes towards Lynn.

"His eyes burned into mine. I knew that I was going to submit to him. His eyes were telling me that he knew that I wanted it. All the while Jackie is crying with pleasure and I almost came along with her. It was the hottest thing I have ever seen."

Walter pulled his cock out of Jackie, the bottom of the condom filled with his cum, and walked bare assed to the bathroom again. Lynn heard the faucet running as Jackie rose and started upstairs.

"She paused to smile at me, her hand on my arm, "I can see your answer Lynn, better take your panties off or there will be a big hole in them right where your pussy is.'

I made my decision quickly before I might panic and stood beside the bed and stripped, panties and all. I was proud of my body at that time and was not nervous about being naked for this strange guy. I was really horny and my pussy was aching to have him in me."

When Walter came out of the bathroom, he smiled at her and went over to his wallet and took out another condom. He came up about 5 ft. from her and stood there eyeing her body and allowing her a good look at what she was going to get very soon.

He was proud of his cock and liked to show it to anyone who would look. Even in the change rooms at the mine filled with other naked men he enjoyed sensing their envy. Now with the excitement of a woman he had not yet fucked standing in front of him he was hard already. My wife sat down as Jackie had, used two hands to stroke the monster, and rubbed his big red knob around her lips. He handed her the condom and her fingers fumbled as she rolled it on.

"I really wanted to go bareback with him, but afterward I was glad that he insisted on the condom. My hands were shaking so much that I could barely roll it on."

She lay back on the cot, her head on the pillow and settled in waiting for an exciting experience. Walter looked down at her for a minute and she could see the excitement and desire in his eyes, his cock seemed to surge upwards as he mounted her. His big hands went to her pussy, she spread as he clutched her mound and squeezed it, fingers between her legs along side her slit, then one finger slipping easily into her. He finger fucked her a while and Lynn was almost desperate to feel his steel.

"I closed my eyes as he moved his cock between my legs and rubbed the knob in my slit. He began to work it into me. I was nervous and tight and said, 'ah damn, you are too big Walter'."

He worked the knob into her and assured her that he had never met a pussy yet that he could not fuck. More of him in her now, and he held still allowing her to adjust and relax some. By now she wanted it, any uncertainty erased from her mind and she moved her hips searching for the angle she needed to take him.

"I was getting more comfortable as he entered me with slow little jabs, and I began to relax. One final push and I could feel his pubic bone rubbing mine, his big balls nestled between my spread legs and ass."

A slow stroke, another one, a quicker one and soon she was lost in the feeling of this big bone thrashing her pussy like it had never been thrashed before. She just let go and let him fuck her at his will. And his will was not to stop and tease but just charge to the finish.

It was all a blur to Lynn after this, her body straining as she cum, the relentless stroking with each stroke always faster and harder than the last one. Walter's hands hooked under her shoulders as if holding her in place to nail, his wild grunts in her ear as she felt him strain and then cum in her. He pushed up off of her, extracted his cock from her and went to the bathroom once more. Lynn lay there exhausted, her hand holding her still pulsing swollen pussy.

You can imagine what I went through as this tale unfolded. And at my urging she told it again and again through the following nights. I asked questions about this and that. Did she do it again with him, how did she feel after he pulled out, did he suck her tits, did he just fuck and leave her, did they kiss, and on and on.

The one thing we both agreed on was that she was going to have fuck someone now and allow me to watch it. We began to plan this event. The choice was natural enough and setting it up would be pretty simple. We would tie it in to the next time we hosted the group house party. One of the men who had been after Lynn for some time was also always the last one to leave a party.

He had called her once or twice when I was away on business and asked her to meet him in a motel for an afternoon or evening. She had always turned him down although she quite liked him and found him attractive. His name was Paul and he was married to a lady who, while quiet and reserved, also had some hidden erotic thoughts, but mostly about women.

The night of the party arrived and it turned out to be one of the more daring nights we had experienced to this point. There were a lot of inter-mate exchanges, feeling and touching, frantic tongue filled kisses in a bedroom, and a lot of suggestive talk, mostly about the possibility about swapping. We played a few hot porn video clips that served to raise the heat in the place.

Throughout the evening I watched Lynn drive Paul crazy with rubs and touches and a few passionate kisses. There was no doubt he was ready and as long as his wife decided to leave early without him, we were golden. Sometime after midnight there was only Lynn and I and Paul remaining of the group. Lynn was sitting on the couch with her legs spread and Paul was fidgeting in a chair across from her, furtively sneaking peeks up her legs.

I got up and went upstairs to our bedroom. The living room had a high vaulted ceiling and an open bridge-way from the top of the stairs to our bedroom. There was a clear view of the two of them from above, whereas hanging lights made it difficult to see upwards to the bridge-way.

Lynn's skirt was now just below her panty line and Paul was leaning towards her in his chair. Lynn unbuttoned her blouse and exposed her breasts in a lace bra. Paul could see that she was wearing lace panties; the invitation was very obvious. He moved across the room and sat beside her. She was leaning back in the corner of the couch her legs spread generally in his direction and he could see right up to the panties.

Paul was nervous; he kept looking up in the direction of our bedroom.

Lynn said, "Relax Paul, he will be asleep by now. I know my husband when he has had too much to drink. Let's play a little; you have been after me for months. I know what you wanted, and I still have it." She was smiling and almost mocking him as she felt her own tit.

His hand went to the inside of her legs and started to slip upwards as she leaned ahead and they kissed. He fumbled at her blouse, releasing the buttons and loosened it from her skirt. She released the hooks on her bra and let her tits fall out as they kissed.

His fingers worked in under her panties to tease her slit. They were moaning softly as their passion increased. Lynn stopped him and put her finger to her lips. She told him that she was going to check on me and would be right back and rubbed her hand along his stiff cock through his pants.

She came upstairs and I followed her in to the bedroom where she stripped and hurriedly pulled on a sheer robe. We kissed and I whispered to her that she was driving me nuts and to go down and drive Paul nuts as well.

She was shaking and excited and asked, "Are you sure baby? I want it. I want to excite you. Can I go down on him? He asked me if I would and I said I would love to. And I want it bare, no rubber."

I said, "You can lick him but I only want his cum in your pussy."

She smiled, we kissed and she returned to Paul. I waited a minute and returned to my position to watch and listen.

Paul met her standing up and their bodies came together in a passionate embrace and kiss. He stepped back and pulled her robe open and slipped his hands around her naked body, then bent his head to kiss and suck her tits. Her hands were busy and soon his pants were on the floor followed by his shorts. She groaned as she found his hard cock with her hand and stuffed it between her legs. I heard her tell him to get naked, she only fucked naked and he quickly removed his shirt as she slipped her slit back and forth along the top of his stiff cock.

She sat on the couch and pulled him, still standing, to her. She rubbed his cock on her cheek, licking it, tongue circling the purple knob, and slipped her lips over it. Soon she was bobbing her head back and forth. Paul was standing with his head thrown back, his teeth grit together in pleasure while holding her head in his hands. She held still for a minute and he began to fuck her mouth.

She lay back in the corner of the couch and spread wide He knelt between her legs and she pulled his head right up to her pussy. It was deathly quiet; the only sound that of his tongue licking her wet cunt.

I could tell that she almost coming at that point because she starts using four letter words when she is close.

He mounted her in the corner of the couch, throwing one of her legs up over the back. He took command and his ass was bobbing even before he found her cunt with his bone. She cried out softly at the first wild stab up inside her, then pulled him to her and demanded that he fuck her hard.

I got to witness my wife being pleasured by another man, his hard cock pounding her, the sticky sound of his cock in her pussy, the moans of pleasure from her. For a moment she looked up in my direction blindly and then she was lost in the man using her body.

I was so fucking hard at that point; I could barely focus my eyes on the scene. There bodies stiffened suddenly, straining at each other and finally collapsing in a heap. Paul's butt was still grinding away; taking those last glorious strokes as a cock softens but does not want to leave the pussy.

There were a few minutes of silence, as they lay inert, Paul covering her body, her upper leg now over his back. Lynn suggested that Paul better leave, that she thought she heard movement upstairs. She saw him to the door, clutching her robe around her, a short kiss and he was gone.

She stumbled up the stairs, I met her and picked her up and carried her to bed and laid her on her back. I crawled up over her with a raging hard-on. As my hungry cock sought her wet hole, she whispered "that was so fucking much fun, now I want my lover to fuck me." And I did, oh yes, I did and I fully enjoyed my first wet deck.

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