1 comments/ 54110 views/ 6 favorites Julie Becomes a Slut Ch. 01 By: kewtieboy Accidentally exposing herself to a young Chinese guy in a pub, Julie discovers she is excited by it. Her husband discovers that he has another side too! * The Steve and Julie you see now is not the Steve and Julie from four years ago. We were just like every other young married couple. We had the white wedding, the honeymoon in Mauritius and the struggle to put a deposit down on a semi-detached house. We came home having done nothing for two weeks but sunbathe, eat, drink and shag. We only had eyes for each other. Lying around the pool at the Saint Geran with all the beautiful people who seemed to have more money than we had (her dad paid for the honeymoon), I never tired of watching Julie walk towards me and feel proud that this sexy little 21 year old was all mine. It gave me great satisfaction to see other men's eyes follow her walk and look longingly at her tight little buttocks swaying and I knew that I and only I was going to screw her later. I didn't realise then, that the pride I was showing was the seed of a greater desire which started to grow some three years later and was actually nurtured by Julie, initially by mistake and subsequently, deliberately. So we're three years down the road, we have neighbours, we have friends, we have other couples round for dinner, we have parties and we have no kids. Initially it was by design but for the previous twelve months we had been trying without success. Neither of us were particularly kid orientated but were aware it was going to be a necessity in the grand scheme of things. Out for an Italian meal with Peter and Monica, our near neighbours, we had been having a great night and, to be honest, had been drinking way more than normal. Monica and Julie had been having some private conversation that seemed to stop every few minutes while they laughed hysterically and had to be "shushed" by the two of us as people were looking at them in the bar where we were now ensconced. Suddenly Julie shrieked, whispered something to Monica and the pair of them scurried to the ladies toilet leaving Peter and I looking at each other with a "women, who would love them," look. When they came back, they calmed down but from time to time, kept giggling again. They wouldn't tell us what was so funny. Eventually it was past midnight and Peter and Monica said they were going. Julie said she fancied just one more but they weren't for changing their minds so they left and we stayed. Julie was in a soft chair a bit like and easy chair and I was in a higher, hard chair opposite but slightly off to the side. "So come on then, what was the joke?" I said. "Stay where you are," said Julie, "And then look over at me." I didn't fully understand until she slightly opened her legs and there was her cunt, clearly visible. "Where are your pants?" I spluttered. "I peed myself," she said. "When Monica told me that joke about the Italian waiter, I just squirted. Not much though but enough to make me have to rush to the toilet, take off my pants and wash my little friend down here in the disabled toilet." I found it really funny. "That guy is watching me. I think he saw my cunt," she suddenly said. I looked round and a young guy who seemed to be a Chinese student, smiled at me with a knowing smile. "It was when I opened my legs to show you," continued Julie, "He got an even better look than you." She seemed quite unaffected by it which surprised me as Julie was never one for showing her tits or bits off, even on holiday. "I don't think he did," I said. "Watch," she replied opening her legs again. The beaming smile on the guy's face suggested he definitely could see her cunt. "He's got me a bit wet down there," she said, "And I haven't peed myself either." I felt my cock stir and as I looked across, I could clearly see a lump at the front of the student's cotton Chinos. "He's hard," She said. Before I could stop her, she had opened her legs again and slightly pulled her skirt higher which had the effect of ensuring that what had previously been in shadow was now on display. "I feel sooo naughty," She said. Thankfully because of the angle no one else could see what she was up to. "You shouldn't do this," I said to her quite seriously despite my erection. It's not fair to lead the poor guy on into thinking he's going to get something he's not." "Maybe I should give it to him," She said with a drunken twinkle in her eye. "Don't I have a say in this?" I snapped angrily. "But you're already saying," she said and leaned forward to squeeze my brick hard cock. I jumped. "You're not seriously going to pick up a stranger in a bar and let him....let him..." "Fuck me," she finished. "Fuck you," I said quietly. "What would you say if I said I did?" she asked. "He's a stunning looking young guy. He looks almost too young to be in a bar let alone be thinking of fucking some guy's horny wife." I had to admit, his small, slim build gave him the look of a naughty schoolboy but his smile was from cheek to cheek. I had to go to the toilet though I also wanted to see what she would do if I did. I went to the urinals which were thankfully empty, and fished out my brick hard 7 inches. It took a moment but at last I started to let the piss flow. I was suddenly aware that someone was next to me. "You would think a cock like that would be enough for her," said the Chinese lad with that accent Oriental people who have learned English outside Britain speak. "Mine isn't as big," he nodded down and a 6 inch dark-skinned uncut cock stood brick hard in his hand. Dark hair curled out from the fly in his trousers. "I think she's just drunk," I said, struggling to force my stiff dick back through my jeans fly. "Oh, I would have loved to do it to her and let you watch me," he said. "I have never yet fucked a British woman and she looks to beautiful and sexy. You are a lucky man. God my cock was hard! I smiled and walked out. "What did he say, what did he do?" She said grabbing me as I came out. "He wants to fuck your brains out," I said. "This is just so, so erotic," she said. "I've never been so excited in my life. A complete stranger, a complete young Oriental stranger, wants to fuck me. Oh God, I feel so horny Steve. What do you think we should do?" "How would you feel in the morning when you sober up?" I asked. "Hornier," she said. "I'll let him if it's what you want," I suddenly said. I was frightened as this was beyond my control. I looked up as the young guy was leaving the bar. The decision had been made for us! We were tired, drunk and exhausted and when we managed to get home, fell fast asleep. Next morning was Saturday and as we lay in bed Julie said, "Did I really expose myself to a complete stranger last night? That's so embarrassing." "I didn't recognise the Julie in that bar," I said with a disapproving tone. "Wait a minute," said Julie, "Is this the guy with the stiff erection who exposed it to the guy in the toilet then came back and told me to fuck him, giving me a reprimand?" I laughed. She was right and we both knew we had found the whole incident erotic, even though the route to it had been completely accidental. "He was really cute though" Said Julie. "I could visualise him between my legs hammering away at me." Julie's hands were between her legs as she spoke. "I've never been like that in my life but I was really excited last night. Honestly, what did you think?" "I have to say, Julie," I answered, "At that moment I would have brought him back and let him do what he wanted to you. I have no idea where the thought came from but at that time it was all I wanted." "I love you, you know," She purred. "And I love you, which is why I'm confused," I said. "Should we go back to that wine bar tonight?" she said, still fingering herself. "You want to, don't you?" She flushed and I had her answer. This time we would be in control and if he wasn't there, then fate would have made the decision for us, as fate had the previous night. We had time to prepare and, to be honest the excitement of preparing was almost as much fun as the doing would be if he was there. I took a Viagra. I had bought some on holiday more for fun than anything but it had made me so excited with a rock hard erection that I kept them and took a half tablet if we were having a serious session with each other. I asked Julie to leave her panties off completely this time and after dining at home, with a bottle of wine, we headed out at around 10.00 pm, the same time we had arrived at the bar the previous night. It was busy but slightly quieter than the previous night and we managed to get into a little booth over by the window which, though it allowed us to see the bar clearly also angled away from the bar area so we had some privacy. If Julie moved to the other side, she could, however, face the bar should she feel like exposing again. This is where she sat, with her legs closed! He wasn't there and after about 40 minutes of chatting and the best part of our second bottle of wine for the night we almost forgot why we were there and chatted to each other. I went to the toilet and while standing at the urinal was aware of a guy arriving beside me. Like most guys do, I kept my head down and concentrated on the business in hand. "It was a lot harder last night," the voice next to me said I looked up at the source and there was our Chinese student with the smile. I smiled in a slightly embarrassed way and left, hurrying back to Julie. "Good news and bad news," I said to her. "He's here, but I was so embarrassed I left." No sooner were the words out of my mouth than Julie nudged me and nodded towards the bar where two guys sat opposite on high cocktail stools with a small bar area in front, facing in our direction. The first was our friend from the previous night and he joined a second Chinese guy and spoke to him. Both looked up and smiled straight at Julie. The friend looked expectant. "Well that's our fun ruined for the night as he's not alone," I said, slightly relieved to be honest, as I was shaking with expectation, fear and lust. "Not necessarily," said Julie, "Imagine two Chinese cocks instead of one." "Oh come on Julie, surely you don't want....." My voiced tailed away as I looked at her face. "We might never get another chance. Are you with me?" I nodded softly as Julie, not waiting to give me a second chance, slid around to the edge of the "U" shaped booth until she was facing the guys. She smiled and slowly opened her legs. I could see nothing except the expectant look on the young students' faces. I saw the guy from the previous night press his trouser front as though to adjust himself. She slid her skirt up, ever so slightly, looking around to ensure the show was for their eyes only. Then she opened her legs further and I realised they could now see her treasured possession. The guys spoke animatedly to each other, gulping their drinks as they watched Julie slide back and forth in the booth, obviously allowing her cunt to open and close as they watched. From time to time she would have to close her legs as someone passed. My mouth was dry, very dry! I gulped the last of the wine down. Julie looked at me, stood up and started to get ready to leave. I meekly followed, putting down my glass. Julie smiled at the guys and looked towards the door, daring them to follow. We left. Outside, we waited patiently and it took about three minutes before both guys came out and stood nervously around the door to the pub. Julie was enjoying her complete control over all three of us. She walked over. "Remember how we said we wouldn't play last night? Well, we've changed our minds if your game and that includes your friend." The first guy looked at the second who was nodding enthusiastically. We had them and it was really going to happen! I don't remember the walk back to the house. Julie chatted with both guys and I stumbled along behind not sure if I was an active member, a voyeur or excess to requirements. When we arrived, Julie busied herself getting the guys towels and showing them the bathroom, and then she grabbed me and dragged me to our shower room. "I'm a little nervous about all this," I said. "What am I meant to do?" "I'm nervous too but so excited," she replied. "Do as much or as little but just remember all our little conversations about how much you wanted me to be seduced." She squeezed my cock. "And it looks like your cock knows what it wants even if your head doesn't." I was brick hard. Once all the showering and washing was done we poured some drinks and sat around, fully dressed again for about 20 minutes. Names were exchanged and we had a Weng and a Jun. Weng was our original meet and Jun, his friend. Both were students at a language school in town though their English suggested they didn't need to learn any more. Julie, once more, took the lead. "C'mon guys, this girl needs some cock," she said. We padded through to the bedroom behind her and she stripped off her top as she went, leaving her in her bra. The guys were like dogs on heat. They kept looking at me to make sure I was ok with it and I kept smiling and nodding as though we did this sort of thing every day. When she turned around, her back to the bed, both boys stood, one on either side and she put her arms around them and kissed Weng on the lips. His erection was clearly visible through his trousers and for some reason this excited me. Jun stood behind her, his hands around her cupping her breasts and his obvious erection pressing against her buttocks. Soon her skirt was off and she was standing in just bra. Jun started to unclasp the bra and it too fell. Julie looked sexually radiant. Her medium length blonde hair hung down to her shoulders and was slightly dishevelled which gave her a raunchy look and her perfect body and 36 inch tits looked perfectly in proportion to her. Nipples were erect and Jun started to play with them while kissing her beck. Weng was still kissing her like a madman. Julie dropped to her knees and started to unbutton jeans. Weng was first and as she did so, he pulled off his t-shirt. His body was dark skinned and completely hairless though his dark nipples were very pronounced. I looked down and Julie had his jeans down and he kicked off his shoes to get out of them completely. His briefs were quite small and dark blue and a pronounced erection stuck out. Julie looked at me and smiled as she slipped his underwear down. The cock was only about 5 inches long but was like a rod of iron. It sprung out, curving slightly upward, the foreskin slightly pulled back and the glans visible underneath. She enveloped it completely with her mouth and Weng gasped. I got the distinct feeling this was truly his first woman since arriving in Britain and may even have been his first woman, full stop! Jun was stripping himself behind her. His cock looked almost identical to his friends though it was slightly thicker and about 6 inches long. He also curved upward. Both were almost completely devoid of hair except for thick blue/black curly pubic hair only above the cock with a few stray black hairs on the balls. Jun moved around to offer his cock to Julie who alternated between them. I started to strip until I too was naked and watched alongside, stroking my cock. In fairness the guys pulled back to allow me to join but I motioned for them to enjoy her between them. I moved quite close and knelt down to watch Julie's lips as she sucked each cock deeply to the back of her throat, turn about. I could almost hear her purring. I stood up again as Weng laid her down on the bed, her legs draped over the bottom. He knelt on the floor, pulled off her panties and then went between her legs to dine. His slurping tongue sounded like it was a banquet. Jun started to kiss her as she held his cock in her hand and I sat on a chair watching and wanking. This was turning me on. I was amazed just how hard these guys' cocks were. Mine was stiff but slightly drooping, even with the Viagra, while they were brick hard and curving upwards as though desperately waiting to fuck. Weng adjusted Julie's position for fucking and looked at me. I quickly grabbed a condom and handed it to him. He ripped it open and stretched it over his rigid organ. The tight latex made it look very sexy. As his friend looked on, he lay on top of Julie and inserted his cock with ease. Julie whimpered with pleasure as he pumped his cock into her. Jun stood and watched and as he was slightly in my way I stood up and moved closer to the action. I saw Jun looking again at my much larger cock. He then looked at me and smiled in a slightly odd way, before dropping to his knees and covering my cock with his mouth. I started to pull back but his hand went round to grip my buttock and pull me to him. When I stopped my mild protest, he gripped my cock and started to suck me in a way I had never been sucked. He was a born cock sucker. His grip was firm and his sucking was amazing. As I watched Julie being pumped by Weng, his hands holding her tits while he kissed and sucked them, his friend was sucking me ever closer to orgasm. I didn't want to cum first so I stopped him. He stood up and kissed me. Again, I was slightly repulsed but again, his kissing was so enthusiastic, I found myself searching for his tongue. He moved off my mouth and kissed my nipples. No one had ever done that before and I found the sensitivity electric. Then he looked again at me and pushed my shoulders downwards. He was wanting me to suck him. I was reluctant to say the least. This was all very new to me. Julie was flat out on the bed, a Chinese cock hammering at her cunt, oblivious to her husband performing homosexual acts beside her! I dropped to my knees and tried to emulate the action Jun had just performed on me but succeeded in almost circumcising him with my teeth. He held my cheeks and gently pushed his iron rod into my mouth. I gripped it and wrapped my lips around it, feeling the soft foreskin slide back as I sucked and the hard texture of his flesh in my mouth. I was soon sucking like a professional, if there is such a thing! I was aware of Weng slipping out of Julie, and as he looked across, he smiled when he saw the action beside him. "He's always doing that," he said to me. Julie, flat on her back, panting, was unaware what "that" was. Jun walked over and ripped open and condom, stretching it on his cock and took up position to fuck Julie. I watched him repeat exactly what had gone before and soon Julie was gasping and whimpering again as he reached his breakneck fucking speed. As I watched, Weng's cock appeared in front of my face. "Mine has been inside your wife," he said, "so it tastes better." It wasn't quite true as it tasted slightly of rubber but it was still and exciting thing to suck. I realised what women got out of sucking cock. It was a satisfying thing to do. Perhaps a flashback to breast feeding! I was really into it as Weng stood and I cupped his small balls in my other hand, while gripping the base of his cock like a cock ring and sucking for all my worth. I heard Julie orgasm for the second time that night as Jun teased his cock in and out of her and I wondered if he had cum in her. That was the least of my worries because as the thought passed through my head, I was aware of a massive increase in the fluid inside my mouth and looking up sharply, the ecstatic look on Weng's face told me he had just unloaded a fresh supply of Chinese baby batter into my unsuspecting mouth. In shock, I stopped sucking. He grabbed his cock and continued wanking himself and as my mouth withdrew, three fast blasts of cum splattered on my face. The heat and sensation were initially disgusting but the erotic, ammonia-like smell was not. I look at him as he approached and squeezed the last few drops on my face. I did nothing. Julie Becomes a Slut Ch. 01 I stood back and I stood up, wiping the remnants from my face. "You fuck her now," said Weng, "I want to watch. Jun withdrew as he said this and I lay on top of Julie to enter her. No condom for me, I was going to cum in her. I started to fuck her. The sensation of entering a warm, already prepared cunt is absolutely wonderful. Her juices made entry so easy and I was soon at my stride. As I fucked, Jun sat astride my back and wanked himself. His finger traced my arse hole and his wet tipped cock rubbed on my buttocks. There was no way he was going to fuck me, but I had to admit that the attention to my rear end was highly erotic and when I felt his cum blast all over my arse and back, I shot into Julie with a force that actually hurt my entire cock length. I withdrew with a "phew." Weng knelt down between Julie's bruised and battered cunt and went back between her legs with his tongue, lapping my cum as it leaked back out. I looked at Jun as I wiped his cum off my arse and he just smiled as though to say "what's he like?" as a mother might say over an errant toddler. When they had left, Julie and I lay and basked in the sexual afterglow. She was concerned I had been left out, until I told her what had actually happened. After a few jokes about me "batting for the other side," she actually said she found it quite erotic, sharing her husband with another guy. "Where do we go from here?" I asked her. "Where do you think?" she retorted with a wicked glint in her eye. Julie Becomes a Slut Ch. 02 After having to remove her panties due to pissing herself while laughing, Julie inadvertently exposes herself to a young Chinese student in a bar. Her young husband, Steve is a wiling participant in allowing things to go much further when another Chinese student joins in the fun. Where do they go from here? *************** After our wild foursome with the two Chinese students, things did not accelerate into wild sex orgies every night. In fact things almost returned to normal. We went back to our urban living with our friends and, though we often talked about that wild night during sex, the assumption was that it was just an isolated incident. Of course if I was being honest with myself at that time, I was hornier than I had ever been in my life. Having this beautiful young wife and knowing that the treasure between her legs was mine but I could "lend it to others," was an erotic thought to me and I must be honest to you and say that I had never masturbated so much on my own as I did during the four weeks after the event. My cock just wouldn't go down. Julie didn't broach the subject apart from our fantasy sex and I couldn't bring myself to encourage her to do it again. After all it was her body these strange cocks were impaling. I only had to watch and enjoy. Every time a guy looked at her, my cock went hard. Even a casual look was enough. She did say, "We must do it again some time," but didn't take it any further. She also said that if we ever did it again it had to be absolute strangers with no chance of anyone else finding out. That meant we would have to plan it but she showed no real interest in doing so. On that wonderful night when we had first made contact with the young Chinese guy, we had been out for a meal with Peter and Monica and there was no "straighter couple" than they were. Life was marriage, children, job and occasional pleasure. I could never imagine Peter fucking Monica's brains out in the middle of a field let alone allowing another guy to do it with him. Our other friends were slightly older. Graeme and Penny had not had much social life for the past nine months as they were expecting their first child. In their mid-thirties this was a late first child but everything was going like clockwork. Interestingly, though Penny was a "Penny plain," her husband Peter had a slightly raunchy side to him. Any time he and I were alone he talked sex all the time. "I'd love to give her one," he would comment as a girl passed. He even talked about "gang banging" some young girl he saw in a bar. "You and who else?" I asked since it takes more than two to gang bang. "You'd be up for it with a pretty thing like that, wouldn't you?" he responded. My smile made him say, "Told you so!" That kind of banter had gone on for some time. Peter was a well-built guy, not overly muscular but his hair was slightly receding and he had shaved it quite short. His piercing blue eyes and tattooed forearm made him look more aggressive that he ever was in real life. Penny had been taken in for observation and Peter was floating up and down to the maternity hospital. They lived on the other side of town whereas we were about 15 minutes walk away so Julie suggested he stay with us in the spare room while Penny was inside. As it looked like she might be there until the expected birth date, two weeks away, a little routine developed where he visited her after work and then came to us for a meal. We all sat around chatting and drank a bottle of wine then off to bed. I started to secretly wonder what Peter's cock was like and whether it was bigger than mine. I started to fantasise about him fucking Julie. I knew it was highly unlikely but when you're horny, the brain plays funny tricks. I mentioned my fantasy to Julie. "How could you think like that with his poor wife sitting there in hospital?" was her response. "I was just fantasising out loud Julie. Allow me that at least!" She laughed at me and went to sleep. About four days into the stay, Peter came in soaked. He had decided to walk back and the Heavens had opened. He dripped into the hall and Julie suggested he shower and change lest he catch cold. He readily agreed and after his shower he shouted down, "Would you mind if I just put on my pj's and dressing gown?" "No problem," I shouted back up, "It's only a light meal on our lap anyway." He came downstairs, well covered and I could see the top of a t-shirt showing and his sleeping shorts visible when his dressing gown opened. We had a good meal and, as it was Thursday, almost the weekend, we opened a second bottle of wine. We chatted away and in the middle of the conversation Peter told us both how lucky we were still to have so much going for each other. He explained that since Penny had been declared pregnant, they had not had any sex at all, not even light foreplay. "Can you imagine what that does to a guy's libido?" he said. "God, you must be horny," I said, the words out of my mouth before I could stop them. Julie flashed me a look but Peter just said, "I could shag a scabby dog the way I'm feeling." We laughed and changed the subject but as Peter relaxed back on the couch, I realised his cock had slipped out of the flies. He wasn't aware but Julie was. His cock was big. It was circumcised, unlike mine, but was as big soft as mine was hard. I would have said it was about 6 inches soft but quite and thick. Julie looked at me and raised one eyebrow. She knew what I was thinking but nipped things in the bed. "You two can chat all you want but I'm off to bed," she said rising. "OK, good night," said Peter. "Fancy a quick beer before we go?" he asked. His cock was still exposed as he lay back on the couch and when I returned, he continued to say how lucky I was with a pretty little "minx" like Julie. "Bet you don't have any problem getting her to come up with the goods?" he said. "No I don't," I replied. "Is she experimental or strictly missionary?" he asked. "Oh she has her moments," I said. When I next looked, His cock was at full mast and as the flies were completely unfastened he wasn't fully aware, probably assuming he was covered by his dressing gown. "At this time," he said, "I wouldn't mind a 'moment'." "I can see that," I said nodding to his open fly and hard cock. "Oh fuck, sorry," he said. "Julie didn't see that, did she?" "I hope she did," I said, "It's about twice the size of mine. He looked at me puzzled. When I snuggled up to Julie that night she initially pretended to be asleep but then she said, "That was one Hell of a cock." "And from what he's saying," I replied, "He wouldn't mind using it on you." "He didn't say that, did he?" "Not in so many words but it wouldn't take much if you fancied it," I said. "After you left, he spoke about how attractive you were and it got fully hard. I had to tell him." "I bet that embarrassed him," she said. "He did blush," I replied. "I couldn't do that to poor Penny," she said. "I could lose my guilty conscience to see you impaled on that massive dick," I replied. She didn't answer but I knew she was thinking. Just before we fell asleep, I said, "But we don't have much time if we're going to." So Friday came along and when I returned home from work there were scatter cushions on the floor and little plates of snacks over the table. Candles were burning around the room and Julie was singing happily in the kitchen. "What's going on, "I said. "A girls' night in but the girls can't come," she said. I must have looked puzzled. "I just thought it would be fun to sit around, watch a DVD, play some music, eat some junk food and enjoy a few glasses of wine – sort of chill out after a stressful week," she said. I think I guessed what she was hoping to manipulate. She smiled at me and I could see straight through it. It was about four weeks since I had seen that smile. When Peter came in he was in fine spirit. Julie stopped him at the door. "Right you, upstairs, shower, change into your dressing gown and we're having a chilled night in. You just looked so at home and relaxed last night I want to see you like that again." He looked at me and then down at his front, not sure if it was a "double entendré or not. She indicated that we would be doing the same. While he prepared, so did we and Julie put on a flimsy top which clearly showed her bra covered breasts and little panties. Everything was more decorative than protective. She then covered all with a less sexy dressing gown concealing her hidden treasures completely. I was dressed much the way Peter had been the night before. Well we ate, watched the movie, laughed at the jokes and drank quite a bit. Julie sat on the floor with her back to a chair and Peter opposite and after about two hours I was aware she had her legs open and Peter was watching her. I went to the toilet and on my way back in, could see what he saw. The light fabric of her panties gaped, showing her pubic hair and the lips of her cunt. I sat off to the side and watched Peter. The tent in his shorts was pushing up the dressing gown. "I was just saying," said Peter, continuing a conversation he had been having with Julie while I was out," how lucky you are to have such a beautiful and sexy young wife." I smiled. "It's not that Penny isn't sexy but I could do with a little sex to go with it sometimes. A guy has needs and they can be difficult to fill, discreetly." The word "discreetly" was added slowly at the end of the sentence. He wanted to "play." "What you need Peter, is a girl to help you release your tension, who is not threat to your marriage and who won't blab to anyone, is that right?" I looked at Julie as she said this. "Oh God yes, that's exactly it. I need a young attractive woman whose husband doesn't mind if I have my way with her and possibly even enjoys the idea." His eyes were flicking back and forward between us. "And sometimes....." Julie hesitated at this point," A woman can want and even enjoy, a randy man who is, how can I say it, obviously better equipped than her husband." I shot her a look but she just smiled. Peter's breath was coming in short gasps now as Julie dropped to her knees in front of him, put her hands between his legs, quickly unbuttoned his fly and flipped out a massive 8 or 9 inch thick cock before adding, "If you see what I mean." "She needs it Peter," is all I could muster. Julie was in charge now. She engulfed his cock with her mouth and Peter slumped back on the sofa, his legs opening to allow her free access. She freed his cock by popping it back through the flies and pulling his shorts down, her tongue darting around his big hairy balls. "Oh God that's good, so good," he said. She slipped his dressing gown off over his shoulders and then stood up to disrobe completely in front of him. "You are so beautiful and young. Steve's a lucky man," he said. "And tonight I want you to be lucky too," said Julie. Peter suddenly sprung into active mode and he stood up, almost lifting Julie off the ground and kissed her like a hungry animal. His cock stuck between her thighs and was visible coming out at the back. His tongue was licking inside her mouth while his hands started to explore her breasts. I stripped and stood alongside watching the action. I knelt behind Julie to kiss her buttocks but the tip of Peter's cock was visible so I started to lick that too. There was clear pre-cum dripping off the end and I licked it as though it were sustenance. "Jeesus Steve, what's happening back there?" Peter shouted to me. "Keep that up and I'll cum." I stopped but I had my assurance that a little bisexual fun was not to be ruled out. He lifted Julie completely and carried her to the bedroom where he laid her on the bed and started to kiss her all over. He eventually focused between her legs and gently teased her with his tongue, darting around the general area before tickling her little nub, bringing her higher before stopping and moving back over her body. Julie loved being teased like this as she found her eventual climax to be much more exciting. Peter climbed up over her, his legs either side of her chest then offered his massive organ to her. She took it with her left hand and guided it into her mouth, the pre-cum glistening around her lips. I replaced him between her legs, licking and tickling her clit which stood proudly outwards. She was wet, very wet! She guided Peter on to his back and then sat astride him, lowering her gaping cunt straight on to his mouth. The slurping was muffled as he tried to breathe as he licked. My opportunity suddenly appeared. As he lay with his legs open, his massive cock stuck upright from his hairy balls completely unattended. I dropped to my knees and gripped it, covering the head with my mouth. Wow, this was good. I hadn't realised what pleasure there was in having a stiff erect sex organ in your mouth. I sucked hungrily up and down while cupping Peter's balls with my hand. I gently teased my finger lower to his anus and stroked the entrance to his hole. It was doing something to him as his back started to buck up and down in an automated thrusting motion. Julie hung on like a rider at a rodeo, her legs holding down his shoulders while I gave him a blow job and she had his tongue inside her cunt. "Jeesus Christ, I didn't realise you too were a horny double act!" he gasped. "Please keep doing whatever your doing." Julie slid back down his body, knocking my mouth off his cock as she went. I sat back to watch again. She put his cock in her mouth and hungrily slurped up and down on his massive shaft while he looked down at her pretty face being distorted by the lump of flesh inside her mouth. It looked "perversely attractive" if you know what I mean. I stroked my own cock as I watched her in action. "Fuck me Peter," she said, panting like a bitch in heat. "Get a condom Steve!" It was a command not a request. I quickly flipped open a packet of Durex and ripped the packet to reveal the rubber teat. This was going to be my moment. I reached out and gripped Peter's cock and stretched the condom over it. It was hard going as his cock was so large but with Julie's help we managed to stretch it almost to the base of his cock. I lubricated the condom as I had a feeling she was going to need it. Julie straddled Peter, looking at me and her back to him. She slowly lowered herself down and aimed his cock head at her cunt. I watched and wanked as his tip entered her. She closed her eyes in concentration as the first inch slid into her. I had the feeling that width as well as length might be a problem and this guy was no Chinese student! This was a much slower process that these girls in the porn movies who seem to slide straight on to horse sized cocks without a blink! It took over five minutes of sliding in and out before the cock was almost inside Julie. Peter was so turned on and Julie screaming so much, I realised I was being ignored. Not that I minded as I was free to enjoy the show. I stood facing Julie and bent forward to lick and nip her nipples with my teeth. She had started riding to keep pace with Peter's upwards thrusts and his groans suggested he was enjoying it. I knelt down between Julie's legs and watched. Julie's legs were wide open and Peter's were between them, giving me an uninterrupted view as his big cock slid in and out of Julie. His hairy balls hung heavily between his legs and the thought that at that particular moment, they were producing his cum, to be delivered especially for Julie, turned me on no end. I lifted his balls in my hand, wanking myself as I did so. The odd thing about this was at no time in the past would Peter have remotely entertained his private parts being touched by a male, let alone his best friend and here he was, like butter in Julie's hands (or perhaps in Julie's cunt), allowing me free access to any part of him I wanted and to do what I wanted with his cock and balls, so turned on was he. His cock was amazingly hard. I leaned closer and put my tongue tentatively on his balls as the swayed with his thrusts. It was amazing feeling the soft, hairy warmth of a man's balls at the tip of my tongue. Getting more adventurous, I licked up the shaft and let my tongue dart over Julie's clitoris. It was being rubbed back and forth by the thick piece of flesh pumping into her. Their thrusts were getting frantic as Julie rode up and down and Peter tried to match her movements. I sat back slightly, my hand holding the base of his rigid cock to keep it absolutely ramrod hard as he humped her. "Oh shit, I'm cumming," he shouted. His rhythm changed and the veins on his cock showed the pumping of blood or cum as he emptied his balls into the condom inside Julie slid off him and shouted, "Hey lover boy, lie there," to me, while pointing at the floor. I lay flat on the floor and Julie sat straight down on my cock, this time facing me. My cock slid into her quite easily and the warm, wet reception was exciting against my bare cock. Peter was busy watching while he stripped the heavily laden condom off his cock and flipped it into a waste bin. Julie really started to hump now and I found my climax building. I tried to steady my cock to give her maximum friction against her clitoris and this seemed to work as she gasped, her orgasm slowly climbing. I thought of everything but sex in an effort to slow my own impending explosion but thankfully Julie's wail, told me I had permission to pump by spunk inside her. "God I feel guilty now," said Julie afterwards. "God, I feel more relaxed than I have for nine months," said Peter. Both giggled and I said to him, "We won't tell if you don't!" It never happened again. I suppose the presentation of a baby daughter two days later was enough to send him on a guilt trip. It wasn't really mentioned again apart from the odd comment on Julie from time to time when we were out for a drink. When he did, I would say to him, "You should know!" and we'd laugh! I said that Peter never did it again but he did act as a catalyst for us to have another guy. Peter and I were out for a drink around six months later (he was given a rare night out) and we had been laughing and joking in a bar in town. We were here because Julie has been swimming and I had arranged to meet her for a drink and then we would go home. Late nights were out for Peter! Peter welcomed Julie with open arms and a kiss and she sat with us greedily drinking a beer to quench her thirst before ordering a glass of wine. Her top was quite revealing showing her ample bosoms to best effect and I was suddenly aware of a smart looking businessman sitting opposite watching us. He was well over six feet tall and of a Caribbean descent, his skin quite dark, his hair cropped close and black and his teeth a dazzling white. He was an amazing figure of a man and extremely attractive, even to me. Of course we were flirting with Julie quite innocently, though I would hold her hand or kiss her, even slipping my hand up her skirt at one time. Each time I looked across, he would look back and smile at me. "You have a fan," I said to Julie. "I know," she replied. I should have known she wouldn't miss a trick. "You don't think he wants to play?" I said. Peter said, "I can't get involved this time," and playfully patted Julie's leg. The man's eyebrow rose when he saw Peter being slightly intimate with her. "I need to pee," said Peter and he stood up and walked passed the guy to the toilet. As he passed, he bent down and spoke to him. Julie and I watched as both men so obviously were having a conversation about us and when Peter went to the toilet, the guy smiled broader than ever. Peter came back, tapped the guy on the shoulder and he stood up to accompany Peter over. Julie Becomes a Slut Ch. 02 "This is Steve and Julie," he said, "And you are...?" "Logan, and no jokes." He smiled as he said this. A massive hand came out and shook mine then he leaned forward and kissed Julie on the cheek. "And she's a great ride," said Peter suddenly, "In fact they're both good in bed!" I shot him a look as he raised his hand and said, "I'd better be off now!" as he made for the pub door. "I'm here for the night to meet up with a food importer tomorrow," he said. "I've been in London for a couple of days and am back to Jamaica tomorrow. I hope you don't mind me looking at your pretty girlfriend. That's all I was doing but your friend has suggested that I might get even closer to her. Now that would be the highlight of British hospitality." We laughed and I looked at Julie before giving him our names. We sat down again and ordered a few more drinks. "Was your friend telling the truth?" he asked. "Well yes and no," I said. "We helped him out when he had some trouble with his partner and was doing without! We don't make a habit of it," I lied. "Oh that's a pity. It might surprise you but I've never had a white woman before." Julie looked up and said, "It would be a first for me with a black guy too." "Does that mean you're interested?" he asked. "If it helps, I have a pleasant surprise down here for you." He looked down and squeezed a long tube in his suit trousers. I knew Julie was hooked. "I could be tempted," she said coyly. To cut to the chase, twenty minutes later Logan was in our main bathroom showering and Julie and I were doing likewise in our en-suite shower room. "Please stay undressed," I asked her as we dried off. "Just that flimsy dressing gown you have and nothing else." "OK," she said as I pulled on some shorts and a t-shirt. When Logan came out, he was in a brilliant white t-shirt and "Haynes" briefs. The dazzling white underwear only served to accentuate his height and build as well as the darkness of his skin. I could help but notice the heavy bulge in his white briefs. It looked to be slightly erect but I couldn't really tell. My own cock was straining to escape from my shorts. "My, my, your husband looks as though he can't wait to get started," said Logan when he saw my erection. "You play both ways man?" he asked. "Sorry?" I said sounding a bit like Hugh Grant in full English gentleman mode. "Do you like a bit of cock too?" he asked again. I saw Julie smirk. "I have been known to partake," I said, sounding even more like Hugh Grant! "This should be fun," he said moving over to Julie. Her head turned upwards as his tall frame stooped to kiss Julie. His large lips covered her mouth and I heard a gasp as she was enveloped by his big hands. He wasted no time in slipping her robe off leaving her completely naked. Her pale white skin contrasted against his jet black body. His hands took each of her breasts, completely covering them, as his lips continued to kiss her. He leaned forward and started to kiss and lick her nipples, his lips almost covering her breast. The lump in his pants was now extremely visible and it looked big. I stripped naked and took my own cock in hand, sitting on the arm of the sofa to watch the show in front of me. His left hand slipped between Julie's legs and I saw his finger slide into her. She gasped as his digit slid about two inches inside her before withdrawing and then repeating the action over and over again. Julie's hand went to the front of his briefs and slid through the fly front. "Oh my God," she said, "That feels enormous." "Honey, it is," he responded. She took both of her hands and slid his briefs down while he pulled his t-shirt over his head. It took a few moments while she negotiated the beast she was exposing. His cock looked to be over nine inches long but its thickness was about twice mine. I thought Peter was big but this guy was something else! Julie's hand was struggling to wrap around it. It was not cut and the foreskin slid back to reveal a purple head. She dropped to her knees and put her mouth around the head. Her face looked slightly obscene as she stretched her mouth to envelop his cock. All the time he muttered encouragement. "Yes, Honey, God that's good. Suck my cock and feel my juice in your mouth. I'm gonna fuck you with this stick and if you don't want it, your husband's gonna get it up his hole!" That raised my eyebrows slightly. Sucking a cock was one thing but taking a thing like that as my first anal entry was pretty well out of the equation. I hoped Julie would be enough for him though I had some concerns at her ability to take him. When Julie stood up to kiss him again, I crawled over and started to suck his cock. For a heterosexual man, sucking another man's stiff cock is quite an amazing experience. There was no doubt in my mind, it wasn't so much that I wanted a man's cock in my mouth, but I wanted the man's cock that was going to fuck my Julie. Julie was the catalyst and I wanted to share her pleasure. I loved being slightly cuckold, subservient to everything that was happening. I knelt between them trying my best to take as much cock down my throat as I could. I managed about half before I started to gag so concentrated on holding it firmly and sucking the head, letting the skin slide back and forth in my mouth. His juice was slightly salty and erotic and I could feel the taste at the back of my throat. I held his balls which were surprisingly small for the size of his cock, and licked them in between sucks. Suddenly Julie's legs disappeared into the air and I realised he had lifted her off the floor and was carrying her to the bedroom. I quickly got out of the way. He laid her on the bed and stood, stroking his big cock. "Let me see you fuck her," he said. "I'll watch and learn." Julie was breathing heavily. This was quite early on in sex to be fucking. She liked a longer warm-up but being watched while I fucked her appealed to me. She lay on the bed with her legs draped over the bottom so I walked over and parted her legs, delving my tongue between them and pushing it into her gaping cunt. She was beautifully moist. I slurped and delved, my right hand stroking my cock. Standing beside us, Logan was wanking his cock and watching every movement. My own hands stretched up and caressed Julie's tits, tweaking her nipples as I licked her. She whimpered when I did so. There were little short squeals and gasps as I licked the little button which gave her so much pleasure. I lifted her properly up on the bed and settled between her, ready to fuck when I felt rough hands grip my cock. "Let me," he said, gripping my hard erection and aiming it towards Julie's cunt. God that felt good. I slid easily into her as his hands released their grip and then moved around to cup my buttocks as I fucked. My cock pumped in and out with relative ease and Julie was enjoying it. His hands pushed me in and out pressing against my buttocks and I felt his finger teasing my anus. I heard his lick his finger and then gently probe my arse. I had no idea what was happening but the sudden build in climax almost had me filling Julie there and then and it took all my self control to stop from cumming. I stopped pumping her. "I assume pussy boy liked that," he said with a slight sneer. "I don't quite know what you did but it set something off," I said. "Here, give me a rubber and let me show your pretty, sweet, white wife what black cock is like." "Oh please yes," whimpered Julie, "Fuck me!" I handed him a rubber and watched in awe as he struggled to get it over his cock, and even then, it only stretched about two thirds of the way up it. I knelt over Julie and I quickly gripped it to repeat what he had done for me. His cock was both hard and spongy at the same time. I took great delight in holding it as he gently pushed into Julie. "Please take it easy," she said. He did take it easy but to be honest she was so excited and so wet, I felt sure he could have just plunged it straight in and she would have hardly noticed. He was soon pummelling Julie in the missionary position but then he lifted her up and swung her around to enter her doggy fashion. That gave me the opportunity to act like a hungry dog and dive under them to lick his cock as it entered and withdrew carrying a thick coating of her juice. I licked his bouncing balls, I licked his cock, I even managed to get my tongue partly into her with his cock. I was in heaven. She spoke in single words. "That....is......fucking.....amazing. Fuck.....me... harder!" He did! He was now hammering into her, fully withdrawing and them sliding the entire cock all the way to his balls, then back out and straight back in. I stood on the bed looking down on the scene and he took his hand, grabbing my cock and pulling it towards his mouth as he fucked. His sucked was amazing. This guy was no novice and for a moment I wondered if I actually wanted to try his cock in my arse. I realised that it was stupid but his cock-sucking was phenomenal! My cum was building and I told him so. This was only thirty or so minutes into the session and, though Julie had already orgasmed once I wanted her to have more. "You'll need to stop," I said," If you don't want some English cum in your mouth." I don't know what he did but his tongue seemed to slide under my foreskin and tickle the glans. My cum was jetting into his mouth with hardly a second of warning and he not only drunk it, he gripped my cock to ensure none escaped. My knees buckled on the soft bed and I was struggling to stay upright. When I subsided, he flipped Julie over and raised her legs high above her head in a "V" shape, leaning forward to kiss her with his cum filled mouth. She let him as he once more started his fucking. I could see her vagina lips wrapped tightly around his cock. I could see the skin pulling out with it then folding back in as he pummelled her. His thrusting suddenly became a stabbing motion and he grunted with each thrust. Julie howled as another orgasm came over her and he kept his pumping up till she subsided even though it was obvious he had already shot his load inside her. He slid his cock out, the end of the condom heavy with his cum, and he pulled it off. Droplets of cum were hanging from the end of his cock and he grabbed the back of my head and forced it down on his cock as its erection subsided. I was a little reluctant in my post orgasm condition but I took it and sucked it, managing the whole length of the shortening cock. I'm glad I did as the memory has stayed with me since. Drinking coffee afterwards, Julie said to Logan, "I think Steve is going to have his work cut out keeping me happy after that. Thanks Logan and please, please look us up if you're ever back this way." "Try and stop me Honey," he said. "Besides, I still want to nail your pretty little husband's arse!" We haven't seen him again, so far! Julie and I have enjoyed our own sex life all the more. I love her to bits and every now and then, I just enjoy seeing someone else enjoying her, knowing she's coming back with me. Julie for her part loves cock. She likes small cocks, large cocks, and thick cocks and even worse, she has started asking me to enjoy them with her. There seem to be a lot of guys out there that love the idea of the pretty young thing with the husband who can't keep her satisfied. I just have to keep finding them for her!