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Several years ago, I had to have my prostate removed. Up until then, my wife and I had a fantastic sex life. We had several MFM threesomes and even entertained the idea of becoming swingers though she said she was afraid she might lose me to some sexy young thing. My usual retort was, “That’s just about as likely as you running off with some hung young buck.” Then my PSA numbers went off the chart. My prostate enlarged so much they had to take it out. The doctor warned me that it might affect my sex life and boy did it. He put me on testosterone and that helped a little but I still had trouble getting hard. First they tried Viagra, then Cialis and eventually shots directly into my penis a half hour before we had sex. Those damn things hurt like hell. My last option was a penile implant but my insurance wouldn’t cover it. It was almost $60,000. We went for over two years with little to no sex, then I changed jobs. My new insurance, I found out, did cover the operation after one year with them so we waited and then I had the procedure done. I tried it out as soon as the four week recovery period was up. I was a little disappointed as it wasn’t nearly as big as I was before and the model he installed didn’t have my head enlarge like the model he showed us, saying that, that particular model had been recalled due to leakage. Life was what it was, at least I was having sex again and I could keep it charged up for hours. That part was fun for the wife. I talked the wife into trying swinging and we tried it for a while and had some fun, though I really missed giving her those big creampies like I used to. Then her libido went into the dumpster. We used to have sex three or four times a week. Now if I begged, it was once or twice a month. Big difference. I tried to talk her into going to a swinger’s party but to no avail, she told me to go alone but that was not the same. I felt guilty, like I was cheating on her if I did play and often just visited. I’d come home horny as hell and usually she’d be asleep and not in the mood for any fun. I tried talking her into getting a lover, to watch her lovely face in orgasm, to watch her being pleased and seeing her pussy full of cum again. I really missed seeing that white river oozing out of her pussy and across her bumm hole as she smiled in her lovely post orgasmic state. I’d often show her pictures of guys I’d chatted with from AFF or SLS, hoping she take the bait. No such luck. One guy I’d chatted with before, Bill, had moved from the coast to our town after purchasing a small hardware store and was wondering if he could get some ideas on how to give ladies massages. I give soft tissue, hot rock and if the lady desires, erotic. I asked my wife if she was interested in being our model and she said no but I could see she was thinking about it. I was able to play with her and used it in a fantasy and was able to really get her off. I invited him over and he brought her some wine. We talked and had a few beers while she sipped her wine before he commented on her beauty then left. My wife said he was nice and nothing more. Bill was half Hawaiian and half Samoan, about 6’4 and very handsome. I am not gay or bi but if I were, I could be attracted to him. He was divorced as his wife had left him for another woman, taking his two girls back to Hawaii with her. The next weekend, I invited Bill over for a barbecue and I smoked up several racks of ribs and a small prime rib. My wife Mary made twice baked potatoes and salad and peach dumplings for dessert. Bill brought Mary a bouquet of flowers and us two bottles of some very nice cabernet. Dinner was very nice as was the relaxed conversation after. As we said our good byes, Mary went to give Bill a kiss on the cheek, only he turned and kissed her on the lips. Not a lingering sensual long one, just a quick one and thanked her for a wonderful home cooked meal. He shook my hand and said, “My treat next time.” The following week, he invited us out to dinner on Saturday at a nice restaurant that had a bar and dancing. After dinner we took turns dancing with Mary and had a good time. Mary was relaxing around Bill. I kept looking for him to make a move on her but nothing seemed to be going on, much to my dismay. As we were walking out from the bar, Bill whispered to me, “Am I invited over for next Saturday? If so, I’ll bring the steaks.” I nodded, unsure of what to say. The following Saturday, Bill shows up earlier than usual, carrying a six-pack of wine and a bag from a well-known butcher’s shop with three huge filet mignon steaks, wrapped in bacon. We started in on the wine. Mary was a little upset because she still had a lot of work to do in the kitchen and Bill said, “Where’s an apron? Please let me help.” As he poured her another glass of wine. I moved into the living room to read the paper but soon I could hear him flirting with her and her giggling. Needing a refill on my wine, I went towards the kitchen and as I rounded the corner, Mary was putting the twice baked potatoes in the oven and Bill playfully grabbed her hips and humped her butt saying, “You’re such a naughty girl to tease a gentleman like that.” My wife closed the oven and stayed bent over, pushing her ass into his crotch and said, “Tell me sir, who’s teasing who?” I walked in making myself known that I needed a refill and they both straighten up, looking a little embarrassed but smiling. I thought things might be progressing into some fun for a change. Dinner was great and as we sat around letting things settle, we each had a couple of more glasses of wine and somehow Bill maneuvered the conversation towards the massages I gave. Mary said, “Oh, Michael’s very good at them. At one party, he gave seven women massages. One woman came so much and she squirted so hard she wet the wall.” Then Mary became embarrassed that she had said that and I assured it was OK. Bill said he’d love to learn how to do that. I looked at my wife and as I stood up said, “I think it’s time we all hit the hot tub. Shall we?” Bill mentioned he didn’t bring a suit and I said, “We don’t wear suits in our hot tub, it’s in our privacy deck off the master bedroom.” With that said, we all headed down and shed our clothes though Mary was a little nervous, especially being naked in front of Bill for the first time. I didn’t realize it but Bill was very well endowed and Mary kept glancing down at his appendage. I handed out towels and went out and opened the tub. Mary and Bill climbed in and just as I was about to join them my wife asked, “Michael, could you please get us some wine?” I headed down quickly to fetch a bottle and three glasses.

Back in the bedroom, I set up our massage table and rock heater, placing several oils in with the rocks. I then lit several vanilla scented candles around the room. turned on my Bluetooth speaker to connect to Pandora with a station I have set up with a relaxation music station and knowing Mary as I do, I turned on a small heater to warm the room. As I started to return, I found them locked in a passionate embrace, though both sets of hands were above the water. I watched for a bit before sliding the door open and they separated, grinning like crazy. I poured us the wine and we talked and relaxed as I saw them caressing each other’s thighs. This was going to be an interesting teaching lesson I thought. Finishing up the wine, I asked my wife if she was ready to be our demonstration model so I could show Bill my massage techniques and she smiled and nodded. Bill helped Mary dry off and she dried off his back and inner thighs, lightly brushing his manhood I believe. Entering the room, I had Mary lay down as I explained to Bill how ambiance played a part of my massage technique, while taking a warm bottle of massage oil out of the heater. I asked him to stand on one side of Mary and to follow my lead. I squeezed a liberal amount of oil onto the palm of one hand then handed him the bottle and rubbed my hands together and began rubbing the oil into Mary’s back. He did the same. I mentioned to him to try to notice any knots or tender spots and gave him tips as how to watch for signs from the lady, especially for the sore or tender places. We then applied more oil to our palms and each took a shoulder starting with her neck and working down to her fingertips. I mentioned to Bill that if I didn’t have the heater, I would have covered her exposed parts I wasn’t working on with a towel and he said, “What and spoil such a lovely view?” Mary turned her head and smiled up at him. Applying more oil to our palms we each took a leg and began massaging her legs. I showed Bill how I would press my hands tight to her leg and first move my hands up and down from her ankles to her thighs, stopping just short of her labia on the inside but going to her waist on the outer side, repeating this several times. Then when back at her ankles, I’d wrap my hands around her leg and alternate my wrist movement back and forth up and down, again stopping just short of her crotch. Then we moved to her butt and adding some oil, we massaged it. After a bit, I asked him if he remembered where her tight spots on her back were and he pointed them out. I took out one of the larger rocks and began to lightly rub the spots with the heated rock. Mary moaned in pleasure. Initially the rocks are a little too warm to leave in one spot so I only make quick contact until she becomes accustomed to the heat, then I leave the rock in place and grab another and do the same in the next knot or sore spot. I will then do the same on her spine and legs. I had Bill try it. He said he would use a lower setting on the heater if he got one. Mary said we had tried that but she preferred it this way and he grinned. After a bit, Mary said, “Ok, guys, I think it’s time for the other side.” We helped her turn over and I could see Bill becoming aroused. I asked Bill to start on her shoulders, which he gladly obliged. I stood and watched. When he got to her breast, I explained that she preferred that he start on the outside and work his way in using a circular pattern, leaving her nipples for last. I don’t know who was smiling more, Bill or Mary. As he finished up encircling her breasts, I told him to take each nipple and gently apply pressure with two fingers from each hand at the 12 o’clock and 6 o’clock position and press outward, moving around as if he were counting down the hours. I noticed Mary was brushing his thigh and ass with her hand by the time he finished up. I then had him lightly massage her stomach. She is very ticklish so just the right amount of pressure is needed as Bill soon found out. I then stepped up and applied oil to my palm and he did the same as we began to massage her legs. This time, Mary slightly parted her thighs for us. Bills eyes went straight to her now dripping pussy. Mary keeps her pussy hair neatly trimmed, about an 1/8” long. You could see droplets forming along her labia and I know I wanted to lick them up and I’m sure Bill did too. We did the same massage techniques on her legs as on the back side only Mary was opening her legs a little wider. I took the palm of my hand and began to apply pressure on her Venus mound, starting just above her slit and making short strokes. After about a dozen strokes and Mary orgasmed. Bill was impressed and said, “Wow, I’ve never seen anything like that before. Where’d you learn that?” I grinned and said, “Trial and error, my friend. Now here’s one most ladies love, the bowling ball grip, just don’t let you let them hear you call it that.” Mary slapped at me. I stuck my first two fingers into her pussy and found her G-spot, my thumb on her clit and my little finger wiggled its way into her backside. I massaged her G-spot while making figure 8’s on her clit with my thumb and wiggled my little finger in her butt. Mary’s chest was heaving as her eyes rolled back and her legs began to quiver. Soon she began to moan louder and louder then let fly with lovely squirt of her love juice as she orgasmed nicely. Bills eyes were glued to what I was doing to Mary’s pussy as she bounced around the table cumming profusely. I slowly removed my fingers and moved up and softly kissed Mary’s lips and pressed my chest to hers, covering her body with mine. Trying to let her recover from her orgasm. She whispered, “Thank you darling, that was wonderful.” She had no sooner got those words out when she jerked. I wasn’t sure why and I turned, Bill was now inserting his fingers deep in Mary’s pussy, emulating what I had done. She didn’t tell him no so I moved down and began to suckle on her nipple. Mary’s orgasms were causing her to bounce her ass off the table and I moved to the other side to suckle her other nipple. Bill decided to improvise and used his free hand to massage her Venus mound while he fingered her pussy. Mary pulled at his thigh and he moved closer, allowing her to fondle then stroke his now solid shaft. She couldn’t get her hand all the way around it, he was that thick. Suddenly Mary started shrieking as she squirted spray after spray of her love juice all over our table and Bills chest. She was squeezing his cock I felt sorry for him. Without saying a word, Bill went to the end of the table, grabbed Mary’s legs and pulled her down to where her ass was at the end of the table, her legs resting next to his face and he pushed his large cock into her silken tunnel. Mary let out a gasp and grabbed my hand and pulled me down and French kissed me as he plowed into her with force. Mary was saying, “Oh, my God, Oh dear lord, holy fuck!” over and over as Bill drove himself fully into my wife. She was delirious with pleasure. I could hear her pussy sloshing with her juices as he fucked her. I have never seen her is this state before. Part of me was jealous but I knew that this is what I had wanted for my loving wife. Bill only lasted about 15 minutes before blasting off copious amounts of thick, gooey cum into my wife’s pussy. He remained inside of her and sucked her toes which made her giggle. Mary looked up at me and smiled and said, “Is that what you wanted us to do?” I held her hand, kissed it and nodded. I moved next to Bill and as he pulled out, I saw Mary’s pussy staying open, spread by his thick cock. Then his gooey seed seeped out and began to run down her crotch and over her ass. I had pumped my cock up prior to us hot tubbing and jabbed it in her pussy. I could tell the difference in her used pussy but it excited me so that I only lasted a few strokes and at least had an orgasm, even if I couldn’t add to the mess. Bill and I helped Mary off of the table and she went into the bathroom to clean up. Bill said, “Michael, I’m sorry if I jumped the gun. I just couldn’t help myself. Getting her to orgasm like that had me so turned on and her playing with me was just too much for me to take. Please don’t hold that against me.” Mary had heard his apology and came up next to him, putting her around him and said, “I could have stopped you if I had wanted to. You did just the right thing at just the right time.” Then giving me a wink, she said, “Next time we’ll use the bed, Ok?” Did I hear my wife say next time?” Bill became a regular visitor, usually visiting every week or two. He was always the gentleman with Mary, bringing her flowers and wine and gifts on her birthday. When he began going out with Cindy we figured that would end our play time but instead, the four of us played. At first Mary wasn’t too keen on me playing with Cindy but eventually accepted it. Women are funny that way. Our friendship lasted for many years though our play only lasted until Cindy delivered their twin boys, Devin and Daryl.

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