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Reluctant Wife

By: Intensepleasure



I met Peter when I was at university and we started dating. Peter was studying for his doctorate and was six years older than me. Our relationship developed and I spent my final year sharing a tiny flat with him and a friend of his.

Although I was not a virgin when we started dating I was not very sexually experienced. The early years of our relationship were wonderful and Peter took me under his wing and gave me lots of new experiences. Three years after we left uni Peter proposed to me and we married the following year. Life was good and I developed as a woman, opening myself up to the experiences Peter gave me.

He was much more worldly wise than me and had much more involvement with the opposite sex. He taught me about oral sex and encouraged me to masturbate in front of him and in turn he masturbated for me often ejaculating over my body. Peter introduced fantasies into our lovemaking and we would fantasise about having sex while someone else was watching us. We went on holiday to a naturist camp and he loved seeing me naked in public. As time went on he tried introducing me to anal sex. I was not keen on this at first and found it rather uncomfortable but he was very keen so I persevered and got used to it. Over time I actually grew to enjoy it.

I was twenty nine by the time Peter started to suggest that we put some of our fantasies into practise by gong to a swingers club. I say 'our' fantasies but in reality they were his fantasies . For some time I would not agree to it but over time through his persistence and my desire to please him I started to weaken and the fantasies started to focus on us visiting a swingers club where we would have sex in room watched by other men and women. Peter would drop constant hints and found a club in Manchester which he said would be perfect for us to try out the fantasy as part of a weekend away.

Eventually and with great trepidation I agreed to visit the club with him. We arranged a weekend in Manchester and booked a hotel not far from the club. I had agreed to the visit with no obligations on me, just to see how things developed. We arrived in Manchester on the Saturday morning and had a nice lunch but all the while I was growing more and more nervous about the visit to the club. In the evening as we got ready to go I was a bag of nerves so Peter opened a bottle of wine which in my nervous state I drank far too much of. By the time we were ready to leave I had finished most of the wine and was getting quite tipsy. 

A couple of streets from the club we stopped at a bar for a drink to steady my nerves. As we left the bar I was leaning on Peter for support and beginning to slur my words. Peter paid for our entrance into the club and before I knew it we were inside. It seemed very nice and more normal than in my fevered imaginings. We walked through the ground floor and found a large bar and lounge area where a mixed crowd of a variety of ages were drinking and chatting. We decided to have another drink and I started to relax partly because it all seemed so normal but if I am honest, largely because of all the wine I had drunk. I was dressed in a short black dress and Peter in a pair of trousers and a short sleeved shirt. Everyone else seemed to be similarly dressed which all added to the sense of normality.

After a couple of drinks Peter suggested that we go and explore to which I agreed. We left the bar and headed down to the basement. There was a locker area here with a sauna and a steam room. There were also a series of rooms, some open with no doors and some smaller ones which had doors. Apart from a couple of the small rooms which had their doors closed there were not many people down here and nobody seemed to be engaged in any sexual activity. 

Peter suggested that we try the sauna to which I agreed. Peter helped me out of my clothes and I wrapped a towel around myself. We entered the sauna where half a dozen people were sat around. Everyone was naked, sitting on their towels so as I sat down I dropped my towel on to the bench enjoying the feeling of being naked in that hot environment and enjoying the eyes that I felt exploring my body. 

As we sat and chatted quietly, I looked around the room at the other people. There were an older couple probably in their fifties, the woman had large sagging breasts and a rather bushy mat of pubic hair. Her husband had a bit of a belly on him and a bloated looking penis. There was another couple who I would say were both in their late thirties. The woman was slim and attractive with dark brown shoulder length hair and medium sized breasts. Peter certainly seemed to like the look of her! The last two people were both men, one in his forties I would say and one in his early thirties. The older of the two men was quite attractive in a mature sort of way. Whilst he was not skinny he certainly was not overweight and he looked as though he took care of himself. I glanced down at his crotch when nobody was looking and saw that he had a very substantial penis even in its flaccid state. The younger of the two men was slim, ordinary looking with an average sized penis. I was surprised to see that his pubic hair was fully shaved.

After a few minutes the younger of the two couples got up and left shortly followed by the older of the two single guys. We stayed for a few minutes longer and then decided to try the steam room. Having left the sauna we both stood under a cold shower for a moment. Even the cold water did not do much to revive me in my drunken state. 

Next we stepped into the steam room. The lighting in the room was subdued and I couldn't see much through the steam. The heat hit me like a wall and I felt very woozy. Peter guided me to a bench to one side and we sat down. I was dimly aware of there being other people in the room with us but I could not make out anything beyond slightly darker shapes dotted around the room. Peter had his arm around my waist and was talking to me. I was not really sure what he was saying. He was leaning in close to me and started to kiss my neck. He reached around me and cupped my breast which he started to knead. Ordinarily I would have been far too shy to so anything like that in public but the dim, steamy room combined with copious amounts of wine meant I was too far gone to really care. Peter kissed me deeply, his tongue snaking into my mouth. He murmured into my ear that he wanted to leave the steam room so he took my hand and unsteadily I followed my husband out into the shower area.

We showered and Peter towelled me dry. Then he led me along the corridor to one of the empty rooms. There were mats all over the floor like the ones you get in gymnasiums and there was a raised bed like area covered with the same sort of matting. Peter gently led me over to the raised bed and sat me down on it. He kissed me again and nudged my legs apart so he could slide his hand between my thighs and touch me. I lay back on the bed, partly in submission to him and partly from the effects of the wine.

Peter went down on me and I closed my eyes as his tongue found my clitoris. Waves of pleasure coursed over me as he licked me. When he stopped I opened my eyes to find that the older of the single men had entered the room and was standing watching us. Peter smiled at him and climbed between my legs his cock fully erect. I was totally submissive, knowing that Peter was fulfilling his fantasy and just giving in to the situation I found myself in.

Peter entered me easily and started to shaft me in the missionary position. Each time I opened my eyes I found the stranger staring intently and masturbating his now stiff cock. Fully erect it really was very large. At one stage Peter got off of me but I didn't have the energy to open my eyes to find out why. When he got back on top of me I realised with a shock that it was not Peter. The stranger was kneeling between my legs and Peter was now watching. 

My husband nodded encouragement to me so I lay there, drunk and compliant as the stranger mounted me with my husband watching. I felt really stretched and filled by the big stranger who quickly started to ride me. The sensation of being screwed by such a large cock was extraordinary and all the more so by my husband standing nearby watching the act.

After a few minutes the stranger came with a loud grunt and finally withdrew making a loud slurping sound in my pussy. Peter helped me on to my feet and then I realised that he wanted me to kneel down. He obviously was not finished with me! As I got down on all fours I became aware that there was now a group of around seven people watching. I was way too far gone to care now and waited for Peter to finish himself off into me. 

I was mistaken. The man from the younger of the two couples in the sauna knelt between my knees and guided his penis into my vagina. He proceeded to bang me hard and fast, making loud slapping noises between our bodies with each thrust. His wife was one of the people watching us and I found it an odd combination of sexual excitement and humiliation to look into her eyes whilst her husband's penis was pounding in and out of me.

The next hour was a blur with a succession of men mounting me and screwing me in a variety of positions. All the while Peter was watching and masturbating and encouraging the men.

Eventually Peter helped me up and into the changing area where we dressed and made our way back to the hotel. I was quite a mess as we walked through the streets and got some strange looks from passersby. When I undressed in our hotel room I was horrified to find that my knickers were slick with semen and there was semen dribbling from my sore red vagina. I thought that all of the men had been wearing condoms but it seemed that at least one of them had not.

Peter smirked when I got upset and just said, 'you were loving it weren't you?'. I wanted a bath but Peter said before I did he needed to 'finish off' into me as he had not come yet. Once again I submitted to his wishes and laid back on the bed. I was shocked when he started licking around my vagina which was still oozing another man's cum but he seemed to get really turned on by it. Once he had finished going down on me he quickly mounted me and banged me hard until he came inside me.

This was the beginning of a new phase of our marriage in which Peter started to use and exploit me more and more but that is another story ...

Reluctant Wife



This is the story of how my sweet innocent wife became the plaything of one of the young guys who works for me. 

It all started when I invited my friend, Gina, out for drinks with the people who worked in my office. She was much younger than me, in her mid-thirties, and she was a very fun-loving woman. I loved to spend time with her and we often went out for dinner and drinks. My wife did not mind, since she knew I was not having an affair with her, even though Gina and I talked freely about everything, including sex. 

At the bar, Gina and one of the young guys in our office really hit it off. John was quite handsome: tall, muscular and confident. Gina said afterwards that he was a "cutie" but maybe too aware of how good-looking he was. They talked together for quite a while and both were obviously very interested in each other. Aftewards, they ended up going to her place, but other than some drinks and dance, they just "made out" according to Gina.

She and I had some very honest conversations together, especially about sex. I told her how good Jean still looked and then sent her a nude picture to prove it. She was very impressed and so I sent her more, since she seemed to like them so much. I joked with Gina that I could come over and take some pics of her, or I could loan my camera to John. She thought this was amusing, but didn't take me up on my offer. I didn't expect her to.

Little did I know that Gina and John became lovers afterward. He was spending a lot of evenings at her place, and I'm sure she enjoyed his perfect body. She was very sensual and loved sex. I never made love to her but we talked about everything, and she told me about many of her experiences. Except I didn't find out about John until much later....

One day, John approached me at the office and asked if he could talk to me privately. I said sure. After closing the door, he told me about his and Gina's relationship and that she had also shared my wife' pictures with him. He thought my wife was amazingly hot, especially for being over 50. I was shocked, but also a little intrigued, since I had always enjoyed showing her off. I had shared her nude pics with 3 other admirers in the past with Jean's permission. I asked him for more detail on his opinions of my wife, and he was happy to oblige. He told me he loved her beautiful Italian body, with her large breasts and hips but with the tiny waist and thin, muscular legs. Jean works out many hours a week and keeps in top shape. 

John said he really wanted to see her in person so that he could compare her to the pictures he'd seen. And he also said in so many words that he wanted even more than that. I told him I thought it would be difficult for me to get Jean to take her clothes off for him, let alone let him taste her sweet body. Although great in bed, she has resisted the idea of me sharing her unless it was with someone she really wanted. She is very picky and had rejected several opportunities that I presented her. The thought of this young guy stripping her clothes off and putting his dick in her mouth and slipping it into her pussy was making me hard, however.

John then used the argument that he and I could convince her that she had to cooperate; otherwise he could share Jean's pics with others at work and make problems for me if she didn't go along. I could see he was saying this in a way to make it appear we were on the same page and just coming up with a strategy to get Jean to go along, but the unstated threat was also there. I had mixed emotions about this: on the one hand, I would love to see my sweet innocent wife spread her legs for a young, handsome guy who probably had a big dick (my suspicions were later confirmed). On the other hand, we would be getting in deeper with John and the work situation was certainly problematic. 

We went out for drinks that night to discuss it further. John became pretty persuasive in his arguments and I could not see another way around this. He said he would be at my house next Saturday night and that I had that much time to work things out with Jean. Since he worked for me, he had always been very respectful, even though I could tell there was a strong personality there. He probably knew that he was attractive to women, and this gave him the confidence to proceed as he had with Gina first.... and now with Jean.

I finally told the whole story to Jean. She was of course at first shocked and then very angry, and justifiably blamed me for causing this situation by sharing her pictures. We talked about it over the next few days, and although still mad, our relationship is strong and it could stand the strain of even this unusual situation. 

As we talked about it, I explained that John loved her pictures and he thought she was extremely hot. I could see her thinking about this and it was obvious that, like almost all women, she began to like the fact that he lusted after her, despite her being much older.

She had met John at the office and admitted to me that he was handsome and even that he appeared to have a great body. She did not use the term "cutie" that Gina used, but it was obvious that she thought he was sexy. She wasn't usually taken with younger guys, preferring guys close to my age when I could get her to talk about it. She did seem to be less angry and more thoughtful as the week went on. She then finally, reluctantly agreed to do whatever John wanted, within reason. I tried to say in my clumsy way that she might even enjoy making love to John. She at first reacted angrily and would not admit this, but did go so far as to say he was good-looking and it "wouldn't be terrible." When I asked her if she thought he was sexy, she only replied softly: "I guess..."

The big day finally came and she was fussing about what to wear, or not wear. I suggested a sexy little nightie that she had worn for some of my pictures. She approved of this since it was sexy and yet covered her breasts and pussy behind a thin material, but allowed her to be accessible. Her mood seemed to vary between being nervous to thoughtful resignation. 

John showed up on time and was very friendly, yet confident. We talked for a few minutes and when Jean finally descended the stairs in her sexy nighty, he said: "Wow, you look so beautiful.". She shyly and nervously smiled at him but seemed to appreciate the compliment. She was in her bare feet, which were so sexy and small, and her well-formed legs were well displayed. The thin material of her covering showed her nipples underneath and as she moved, you could see the dark outline of her pubic hair. 

As she approached him, he gently took her in her arms and hugged her, then kissed her on the cheek. I noticed his hands lingering on her ass, pulling her to him. Since it was only lightly covered by thin cloth, I'm sure he got a good feel. She was about a foot smaller than he was, and he really towered over her petite frame. They then sat down on the coach together, and I sat across from them. 

John then mentioned the pictures and how fantastic she looked in them. He said he wondered if she looked as good in real life and said that now he knew it was true. Jean looked embarrassed but again took the compliment well. After a few minutes of small talk, he moved closer to her on the couch and put his arm behind her head and touched her on the thigh with the other hand. She stiffened for a second, but then slowly relaxed. He then moved in for a kiss, which she did not resist. In fact, she returned it without reservation but without evident passion, as if she was doing her job effectively. She quickly looked over at me after the kiss to make sure, I think, that I was OK and wanted her to proceed. I smiled in probably a lustful way and she then looked back at John, satisfied that everything was OK. His one hand moved to caress her breasts as he leaned in to kiss her again, this time more passionately. She seemed more relaxed now and responded accordingly. 

He then placed his hand on her legs and slowly moved up her thighs, finally reaching her pussy. She slowly moved her legs apart to allow him to reach his target. She was breathing more heavily now, still seemingly somewhat embarrassed by the look on her face. Jean told me later that she was surprised that she could respond to him after just a few minutes -- she thought it would be much harder. She let out a small "ugh" sound as he put his finger into her. He kissed her as he continued to finger her. I could tell she was opening her mouth more to allow his tongue access to hers. 

He told her to unzip his shorts. She hesitated and then nervously moved her hands to his lap and pulled down the zipper and then unbuckled his pants, looking up at him slightly embarrassed as she did so. "Take out my dick" he said softly but commandingly. He wasn't wearing underwear but she had to struggle slightly to get him out because he was already half hard, and appeared pretty large. He helped her by pulling down his shorts. Her mouth was open and she was breathing harder. He pulled her breasts free from the top of her nighty and lightly caressed her nipples, which were now hard. I heard a sharp intake of her breath as he did this.

"Oh my God" she said, as she held his penis with both of her hands, gently and softly caressing it. I assume her comment was both a reflection of his size and the situation she found herself in, caressing another guy's dick for the first time in many years. "I can't believe I'm doing this," she then added. 

He smiled condescendingly at both her and then also me, as he repositioned himself slightly. John then slowly and gently put one hand behind her head and moved it towards his crotch, pushing her hair behind her ear, maybe so I could see. She bent over him without resistance and moved her lips towards his cock. Jean hesitated slightly before she put her lips on his cockhead, and kissed it. She then took the head into her mouth. He was growing under her attention and his cock was very big; much bigger than mine. His shaft was now elongated and seemed huge. I don't know how big it was but it must have been 8-9 inches, and quite thick. She held it with one hand and swirled her tongue around the head, as this was as much as she seemed able to do with his size initially. She found she had to get used to the different size of his penis.

He and I had briefly discussed what would happen, and I told him I wanted to see her give him a blowjob and come in her mouth. He was happy to oblige, he said, and seemed to like the power he had over her and me. 

Jean's oral skills were excellent and I had always told her that it was unfortunate that I had been the only one to benefit from them. I couldn't believe how sexy she looked now, trying to accommodate this large member in her mouth. She seemed to be getting more comfortable with the situation, and had settled into a routine of putting a few inches into her mouth while she swirled her tongue around the sensitive underside and alternately kissing it. She then slipped off the couch and kneeled in front him without breaking her stride. I think the other position was not comfortable for her. I got up and moved to another position so I could see the action. 

John moaned appreciatively as she ministered to his cock. "That feels unbelievable!" he said several times, and caressed her hair and her head. She was getting more aggressive now with her actions, wanting to make him come, I think. He didn't have any problem doing this in front of me, and almost seemed to enjoy showing off his large dick.

Finally at one point, he pulled her nightie off of her so that she was completely naked kneeling in front of him. Her head continued to bob up and down and I could hear her sloppy sucking and licking sounds, any evidence of her shyness now completely gone. 

After a few more minutes of this, he was breathing heavily too and told her: "Swallow my come!" She looked up at him briefly in surprise and prepared her mouth to receive his semen. With a groan, he unloaded into her mouth. Jean had trouble with the size of him in her mouth, combined with the large quantity of juice that he had unloaded into her, but she did her best to swallow as much as possible. She was making a slight choking sound as she swallowed it. I couldn't believe the sight of his come pouring out of her mouth, slowly trickling down his shaft. I was shaking with excitement. 

"Oh my God, that was fantastic!" he said as he finished coming in her mouth. As she finished swallowing, she slowly raised her head and smiled up at his compliment. "I can't believe how big you are!" she said as she finished and raised her head.

"Lick up all of my come" he commanded and she at first hesitated, but then bent down and licked his penis up and down to clean him. This was frankly more than I expected of her. She didn't seem to mind that she was now completely subservient to his sexual wants. Actually, she seemed to enjoy servicing a young handsome guy and make him come.

John then pulled her up next to him and she looked back at him in a submissive way, slightly smiling. "You're amazing!" he said as he caressed her large breasts and her thighs. She again seemed to appreciate the compliments from this good-looking young guy, not realizing I guess that all the things I had told her about her abilities were true. She looked over at me shyly again, reassured that I had also enjoyed it. What I especially loved was that my sweet, demure wife had shown me that she could be so sexy with another guy. 

He again started to finger her and caress her breasts, kissing her from time to time. I could tell she didn't know whether this was it or if there was more to come. "She is very wet now", he said as he continued to caress her pussy lips. She blushed in embarrassment at this, and looked over at me shyly. John's flaccid penis still looked very large laying there in his lap. After a few minutes of playing with her, he started to get hard again. She noticed this and couldn't help staring down at it from time to time -- checking his progress I guess.

Next he stood up, and pulled her up with him, hugging her to his body. He smashed her breasts against his muscular chest, and kneaded her ass cheeks. She looked so vulnerable-- her petite body against his muscular frame. She looked up at him as if she were completely in his control now. Being naked and having just performed the most intimate act with him made her seem very submissive by this time. She told me later that she felt as if she was now willing and able to do anything for him, since there was nothing left to hide or hold back. For such a young guy, he seemed in complete control. She didn't think a young guy could make her feel this way. 

"Now I want to make love to you" he said. He kept telling her he couldn't believe how good her body looked. She seemed to accept the situation and shyly said to him: "Come up to my bed, then." He picked her tiny body up in his strong arms and carried her up the stairs. I was left there staring up at them as they ascended. 

I quietly followed them. He gently laid her down on the bed, and then crawled next to her. His hands caressed her legs and her breasts. He spent some time sucking on those beautiful tits of hers. It's not her favorite thing, but she seemed to enjoy the attention. She was smiling in a dreamy kind of way.

She then gently stroked him, looking down on his large penis with a kind of awe. I know she had never seen anything like it before. She told me later she was thinking about whether it would fit in her petite body or not, and what it would feel like. 

John seemed very experienced for being a guy in his late 20's. Certainly he knew how to make her willing to do almost anything by that time. She said: "Do you want me to suck you some more?" He of course said yes. She moved on her stomach in reverse position to him and started caressing his dick with her mouth. She was splayed out with her beautiful ass exposed, swelling above her thin waist. He took advantage of this by working his fingers into her and spreading her ass cheeks as she sucked him. The view was amazing of her beautiful ass, legs and little feet. She still found it somewhat difficult to get much of him into her mouth because of his size. 

From time to time, she would move down to his balls and smell him. She had always loved the musty smell of a man's balls, and she said he smelled great. This really turns her on, and she even moaned in appreciation of his large balls that she caressed with her nose. 

Finally he moved her into position so he could go down on her. She was very wet by now, and he was licking up her leaking moisture with his tongue. She moaned softly; she was never a screamer but you could tell she was enjoying this. 

After a few minutes of this, he moved her onto her back and positioned himself above her. She looked so small and vulnerable under him. Her legs bent and it was incredible to see his large cock moving towards the goal of her pussy, slowly getting closer and closer. I wondered if she would be able to take him. She said later that she was a little apprehensive, but was excited enough not to let it worry her too much!

He was slow and gentle with her. She moaned as he slowly pushed his big dick into her opening, wiggling his ass from time to time to fit more and more of it inside of her. A couple of times she moaned: "Oh my God, you are so big!" or "Wait, go slow!" Later, she admitted to me that the feeling of being completely filled was so different that it made her feel so sexy.

After he got all the way in and started to pump her with long, sensuous strokes for a few minutes, she came for the first time, and let out a loud wailing groan, the likes of which I hadn't heard in a long time. Her muscular legs grabbed the side of his but and held him there and her toes curled. Her legs pumped a few times as her orgasm overcame her. She was breathing heavily and moaning as she slowly came down from it. 

I could tell John enjoyed being able to make her come like this after just a few minutes. He seemed triumphant in his conquest of her, a much older woman who was now his plaything. He moved faster and faster in his pumping and started to moan himself. I'm sure the friction her petite little body provided to his stroking penis was an incredible feeling. 

He grabbed her ass for leverage and was really forcing his penis into her now. She again started to moan softly, with another orgasm starting to swell. They then changed positions, with her on top. Seeing her splayed on top of him and seeing his long, thick shaft disappearing into her pussy with each stroke was unbelievable. Her beautiful ass above the junction of their two bodies, her muscular legs bent beside his was incredible. I could see much more of the action this way and couldn't believe how hot they looked together. Her eyes were closed as she moved her hips and ass to provide the friction she wanted. Seeing her ass spread like this from behind and his dick sliding up and down was one of the sexiest things I'd ever seen.

She came again with a crescendo of her rising moans. She almost couldn't keep her balance on top of him as she came. He smiled up at her and her evident passion, realizing that he was able to reduce this mature, beautiful, sophisticated woman to a mass of quivering emotion. She collapsed on top of him and moaned: "You are incredible!"

After a few minutes of rest, they resumed the missionary position and she continued to enjoy their love-making, lying under his muscular body as he pummeled her with his big dick. I could see the urgency in his strokes as he got closer and closer to coming. Finally he let out a long moan as he unloaded into her petite little body. He seemed to come for quite some time, and Jean was responding to his passion as he came in her. She later said that she could feel his cum shooting into her very obviously, since there was so little room in there. She loved that feeling. They then passionately kissed for a few minutes as their breathing returned to normal. 




Reluctant Wife



They lay together, naked on top of the sheets. She seemed very comfortable with John now, having shared her body with him and done the most intimate things with him for the past hour. She was cradled in his arms and his cock was again flaccid, although still large. She was caressing it with her hand, as if it were a prized possession. John said it was time for him to go, and as he got up to go, he kissed her deeply and she responded. 

I took off my clothes as John left and got into bed with her. I kissed her and could taste the come on her breath. I asked her how it had been and she said, smilingly, "Actually, it was wonderful!" I asked her if she was mad at me and she said, "No, not anymore." 

I talked to her later that night about how it felt. She said that after she got over her initial nervousness, she loved making love to him. She said: "He has a great body and his cock felt so good inside of me. It felt very different because of his size. "

Because of his size and the size of his cock, she felt she was totally in his control and was a little afraid at first. She didn't know if she could take him, but he was very gentle. Being wet helped a lot, of course. He filled her up completely. She said "He seemed to enjoy the power he had over me and the ability to make me come like that."

I slowly entered her and she was soaking wet. I could hardly feel her but it felt so silky smooth. She responded to my lovemaking and unfortunately I did not last long. I added my come to his and she was overflowing. I couldn't believe how much come there was leaking out of her now. 

John continues to come over once a month or so and strip my wife in the living room before carrying her up to our bedroom. She enjoys being naked for him and sucking and fucking him in our bed. She is totally subservient to his needs and loves being dominated by him. There are no complaints from her. In fact, she greatly enjoys their lovemaking sessions, and the attention this young handsome guy gives her. 

John has told me he loves having both Jean and Gina to satisfy him. One younger woman and one older that both appreciate his body and skills, not to mention his large cock. I've suggested that Jean consider doing this with others, but she insists she is completely satisfied with the two of us. So far, it has worked out great for us.



Reluctant Wife Anne



Reluctant Anne - Part 1 

For a long time I have always wanted to see my wife, Anne, fuck other men, or more to the point, be fucked by other men, used like a slut etc. It had to be whilst I watched or took part as I didn't get off on her doing it whilst I wasn't there. 

Unfortunately she didn't want to do it. The main reason was that she didn't really buy into the idea of having more than one man at a time, but she wasn't comfortable with her body anyway. I believed she said she wasn't comfortable with the way she looked as a cover for not wanting to come across prudish, which she had been accused of by her female friends, as well as me. Having said that, we did have a healthy and regular sex life. 

At this point I have to say that my wife Anne is 43, and has given birth to three children, and following an operation, she can't have anymore. She still has an attractive face but the body is no longer the size and shape as when she was 20 (and neither is mine). Whatever she says though, I still fancy her, as do some of my friends. 

Deep down, whatever the reasons she had, I knew that she would never say yes to the idea. The more I thought about it, though, the more I wanted to see it happen. 

Anyway, onto the story..... 

Anne and a friend of ours, Helen, had just come back from a day out horse riding. Helen had come back to our house to collect something or other, any excuse to stop and chat. 

Helen began to tell us how one of the horses at the stables had to be operated on. In order to carry it out they gave it a special drug so the horse would be knocked out completely and not remember anything when it woke up. 

Anne interrupted "It sounds like a stronger version of the drug Kate,one of our children, was given at the hospital when she needed a tiny operation on her hand, do you remember darling?". 

"Yes, little thing didn't remember anything" I replied. 

Helen continued "Well, it's exactly the same drug, just a bigger dosage. It is totally safe for humans, just knocks you out a bit longer than it does a horse! To be honest, I have taken it on occasions when I am in pain with my back and cannot sleep a wink. This stuff knocks you out for 12 hours and when you wake up you can't remember what day of the week it is, never mind what you were doing before you dosed off." 

"But can't that be dangerous?" enquired Anne, "you may damage your back even more, or can you still wake up if it hurts really badly?" 

"You can't wake up at all, sweety, that's the beauty of it! You've got kids, tell me, do they wake you up in the night? Take some of this and you won't hear a thing. Steve could hit you over the head with a hammer and you wouldn't wake up. It knocks you out cold, it's not just a painkiller!" continued Helen. 

"Sounds good to me" joked Anne, but not really wanting any of it. 

"Honey, I can get you some, already split into nice sized doses for humans - a 12 hour dose that is! How many do you want? asked Helen. 

"No, I'll give it a miss, but thanks" Anne replied. 

"OK then, no problem. I better be off then" said Helen. 

"Steve will drive you back to the stables" replied Anne, "he does have some uses." 

As I drove Helen back I decided to enquire about some of the horse tranquilisers, as she called them. 

"Helen" I asked "Anne may not think she wants them but she needs some decent nights sleep. If it isn't one of the kids waking her up in the night it's another one and she never sleeps right through. Can you let me have some and I will crush them up and let her have some without her knowing. That way she'll just think she slept well." 

"Sure thing, Steve. I have it in liquid form. It's safe to mix with wine so you shouldn't have any problem in getting it into her system" she laughed, "I was going to suggest you take some of it anyway but not to let her know. She'll get drowsy after about 10 minutes, and be out cold after about 20-30 minutes, but it is perfectly safe." 

Once at the stables Helen passed me a box. "Not sure how many are in there exactly, there should be at least 40, they come in boxes of 75 vials. Either way she should get some sleep! Thanks for the lift, bye!" 

I got back in the car and drove back home. When I got back I sneaked them into the house, counting how many there were before hiding them. There were in fact more than 60 of them. 

My mind was already working overtime. I had far more than Helen thought I had, so could use some up myself, or give some away without needing to ask for more too quickly. 

I decided to test them before I did anything untoward with them and thought that tonight would be as good a time as any. Anne normally went to bed around 11pm on a Saturday so I decided to slip the contents of the vial into her wine about half an hour beforehand. 

The contents were clear and it blended in with the wine straight away. It didn't smell of anything either. Just as Helen had said, Anne began to feel drowsy within 10 minutes and 5 minutes later decided she needed to go to bed. She was tired and she had drunk most of a bottle of wine. 

I kissed her goodnight and checked on her 10 minutes later. She was asleep. I left it for another 20 minutes and she was still fast asleep. I tapped her gently on each side of her face - no reaction, she didn't stir. Normally she would wake up if I walked into the room never mind gently slap her face! I tried to roll her over as if I meant to wake her, and once again, no reaction, absolutely nothing. 

The drug really worked as Helen said it would. Now for the acid test - I decided to fuck her to see whether she woke up. 

I grabbed some lube and rubbed it into her pussy, she didn't blink. I slipped my cock into her and began to fuck her slowly. She didn't stir, (not my ideal woman, one that just lies there, but that wasn't the point of this exercise). I began to pound away at her, grabbing her breasts, stopping them from rocking back and forth with each thrust. 

I thought it best not to cum inside her in case she remembered going to bed before me without having sex. Instead I chose to act out a little fantasy of mine she wouldn't have agreed to. She didn't mind a bit of light bondage, and was a bit submissive, but she did not like cum over her face or in her mouth. She didn't really like cum over her body either, as she felt that by doing it I was treating her purely as a sex object. 

Anyhow, I got some rope and tied each of her wrists to the corners of the headboard. I then set up the video camera, started recording, returned to he bed and began to fuck her again. Her body was heavy and floppy enabling me to move her into different positions, allowing me to treat her like a cheap porn star. 

As I was about to climax I pulled my cock out of her pussy and held it just above her face. The cum spurted over her soft skin, but worried I would get it in her hair I drew back and shot the rest of my load over her breasts. I rubbed my cock over her face, spreading the spunk over her tanned skin and stopping it from running into her hair. 

I climbed off and took a few pictures of her. She looked fantastic, just lying there, cum covered and tied to a bed like some sort of sex slave. And that gave me an idea. Before I thought any more about it, I untied her and cleaned her up with some baby wipes. 

The following day was a normal day. Anne had no recollection of waking up during the night, as she hadn't woken up! She couldn't remember going to bed at all and it seemed the last thing she remembered happened just a few minutes after the first mouthful of wine. She didn't remember any of the last 20 minutes before she passed out. 

As I mentioned, I had always wanted to see her get fucked by other men and I knew a few men that fancied her (and who knew that she would never let it happen). I made plans to see a few of them, for a little chat. 

Reluctant Anne - Part 2 

Over the next fortnight I spoke to six friends who at some time or other had said they would fuck Anne given half a chance. Well now I was offering them "half a chance", and three of them went for the idea. 

I explained that it would involve coming round to the house, playing some cards and getting drunk. I told them it would only work by getting her drunk too but they were ok with that. What I wasn't going to let any of them know about though, was the "horse tranquilisers." They would just think she got too drunk before passing out. 

With the kids packed off to thes I arranged for the guys to come around one Saturday evening after Anne had been horse riding. She was always too tired to go out after that, but was happy for a few of my friends to come round and play cards or watch football on the TV. 

The day, a hot summer's one, had come and Anne came home from her ride. I decided to pamper her a little and ran her a bath that was ready for her when she got home. She seemed a bit stiff so I offered her a massage which she gladly accepted. Hopefully she would feel more comfortable with the lads if I had turned her on but didn't make her cum. 

After her bath and massage Anne would normally have just stayed in her short length "summery" dressing gown for the rest of the evening, but, unfortunately decided to get dressed as the lads were coming round. 

"I don't want my gown to accidentally open and anything to spill out" she said. 

"Well, it would make their day if it did, I can tell you." 

"I don't think your friends would be interested in me" she continued, putting herself down as usual. 

"If you don't believe me then why don't you ask them? I replied. 

"Ask them what, whether they fancy me, or whether they want to see a flash of my boobs?" 

"Both" I continued, "Either way the answer would be yes. If you don't believe me we'll put it to the test. You can't wear the gown, they're bound to say they fancy you in that! Put something on that is neither short and tarty or frumpish - we need a balance here so we can tell it's YOU they fancy, not what you're wearing, ok?" 

To my amazement Anne replied "OK then, I'll wear something simple and plain, like a strappy vest top and a summer skirt, show a bit of leg and shows a bit of flesh, without being tarty as you put it." 

Anne came down 5 minutes later and looked pretty stunning for a simple look. The skirt stopped just above her knees and there was a tiny bit of cleavage on show due to the built-in bra the vest had. There was, however, just enough flesh on view to entice the lads. 

Meantime, I texted the guys telling them to make sure they told Anne how sexy she looked and how much they fancied her, but not to make it too obvious that I had spoken to them beforehand. 

I opened up some wine to get Anne on her way. An hour later all the guys had arrived, separately, but they all knew why they were really there, and it wasn't for the card school! 

Anne had met them all before and knew them well enough. The three guys were.... 

Bill, a work colleague, who was the same age as me, 45, not married, below average looking and a bit of a belly on him - I doubted if Anne fancied him at all. 

Nigel was younger, at 38 and was a neighbour. He was a big guy but often worked out and played squash. It would be fair to say she fancied Nigel, as he worked out and had a good physique. At some parties she has been seen to flirt with him (and she never flirts!). 

The third guy was a Roger, a 40 year old black guy who used to play football with me when we were younger. Roger was a huge man, with a gold front tooth. He actually frightened Anne a little as he looked menacing to a woman who had been brought up in a middle class white, Christian neighbourhood where black men didn't exist and children were wrongly led to believe they were all muggers and rapists. He now worked as a prison guard but I was sure part of Anne thought he had a suspect background. I told him to say he had just come from work as Anne sometimes took a shine to a man in uniform. I also told him to bring his handcuffs! 

I had asked Anne if she cared to serve out the drinks and snacks on the pretence that we could see each others cards if we stood up to get them. I told her that they also needed an opportunity to tell her whether they thought she was attractive or not. 

She reluctantly agreed as I poured her another glass of wine. 

Nearly two hours of card playing had passed and Anne went out to get more drinks. I could see she had finished her bottle of wine and was well on the way with her second so I thought it time for the guys to comment on her. 

Anne had gone to the toilet so I darted over to put the tranquiliser into her drink before she came back down. Mission accomplished, Anne walked back into the room and asked why I was away from the table. 

"We're getting low on drinks, darling" I replied. Anne picked up her glass, took a mouthful of wine and sarcastically replied "Sit back down; your slave will do it for you". A thought went through my head "If only you would be so willing.... "

Anne came back a few minutes later with the drinks. 

As she handed them around I decided to put the lads on the spot "Guys, Anne doesn't think anyone fancies her, other than me. What do you think?" 

Anne blushed, the redness of her skin made worse by her being a bit drunk. At this point I stood up and moved behind her. 

"Don't embarrass me, darling" she said wobbling slightly, "Oh God, I think I've drunk too much." 

"Here you go guys, take a good look, who's right? Anne or me?" I asked. 

Wanting to make sure she finished all her drink I grabbed her glass from the table "Looks like you need some Dutch courage, darling. In case you think they're not going to fancy you, best you knock this down your throat!" 

She gulped the remains down in one go "Thanks, I need it, I don't think I have ever been paraded and ogled like this before." She looked at Roger, she certainly felt more uneasy about his eyes undressing her. 

Bill, who never held back his opinion, was the first to speak "Well, I'll start. You're a real sexy lady, no, make that a real sexy woman, a real woman, no damn stick insect. You've got the curves in the all the right places. A woman you can really get hold off." 

"Here, here" said Nigel, "Your hubby is one lucky man waking up next to you each day"..

Roger rubbed his chin, he was a smooth laid back guy, but a bit cheesy at the same time. "Let me see", he said, "Anne, you have a very beautiful face that could launch a thousand ships, silky smooth skin I'd like to caress all day long. And I would like to run my fingers through your hair and down your whole body, feeling every curve on you." 

I came up behind her and put my arms around her waist and said "Told you so", and kissed her on her neck. 

"OK darling, I still think they're just saying that to be ....to be...polite...ooh I feel a bit woozy.....they're just being polite, look at me, curves? It's all f f f fat if you could see it" Anne replied. 

"That's not all fat there lady" piped up Bill. 

"Trust me.......trust me...it is, er, it is f f f f fat" slurred Anne, now feeling the effects of the whole vial. 

"I don't think they believe you darling. There's only one way to prove it." I carried on. 

"Pprove it? H h h ow.... How.....?" spluttered Anne. 

"I think you'll have to take your top off and let them see the real you. You've got a bra on so it would only be like them seeing you wear a bikini on the beach" I said, deliberately disregarding the fact the bra was built into her top. 

"No, no...it won't help your c.c.cause." she said, her eyes closing momentarily as she became a bit more unsteady on her feet. 

"Only one way to prove it" I replied as I took hold of a strap in each hand and pulled them down over her shoulders and her arms. 

"S.S...Steve...." Anne slurred, with a slight jolt, as her breasts popped out over her top, which I pulled down to her waist. She had no idea what had just happened to her. 

I was now praying that Anne wouldn't remember any of this the next morning. She was barely awake, but I thought would carry on. 

I cupped a breast in each hand, squeezing each nipple between thumb and forefinger. They were already hardening but now they stood out as firm as they had ever been. 

"I'll stand by what I said earlier" piped up Bill. 

"Erm, same here" responded a very apprehensive Nigel. 

"Why don't you come and take a closer look?" I proposed. 

As they started to get up I whispered into Anne's ear, but loudly enough for the guys to hear, "Is this turning you on?" She mumbled incoherently what sounded like "Hmmm", before falling against me as she became even less stable on her feet. 

"Guys, I think you need to get your cocks out and show Anne just how much you are turned on by her. The three of them all did as I suggested and Anne could see that all of them had a big erection. 

"Well darling, you can see I was right. And, lads, you heard her, she's turned on by this. I think we need to turn her on some more though, don't you think?" 

Bill was the first to step up to Anne, it was as if he hadn't seen a naked woman in months. I backed off slightly so I could watch what they were going to do to her. 

Nigel was still a bit unsure as Roger moved in on Anne from the other side. Bill reached out with his left hand and started to stroke Anne's breasts, before bending down and sucking at the nipples, flicking them with his tongue. Anne let out a quiet moan, much to my delight, although I was certain she had no idea what was going on, or that she would remember it. 

Roger moved his hands down towards Anne skirt, pulling it down to the floor, revealing her lacy white knickers. He then moved one hand down between her legs, feeling her lips and clit underneath the lacy material, gently rubbing his fingers over her labia. More gentle moans emanated from Anne's mouth. 

Anne's legs started to buckle and Nigel and I held her before she fell right down. "OK", I said as I grabbed her and lifted her body over my shoulder, "you know why you came here tonight, so follow me to the spare room for Part 2 of tonight's entertainment." 

"Bring it on!" said Bill enthusiastically. 

"We're right behind you" chipped in Roger. 

"Erm, she's fallen asleep drunk though" said Nigel, "do you think she'd want us to do this?" 

"Look Nigel, just a couple of things. Did you not here what she just said? She said she was turned on, standing naked in front of you three. She just moaned with pleasure. Furthermore, can't you see how she acts around you? You are the only person she flirts with. She has the hots for you, but thought I wouldn't like it if I knew, but she's wrong. Take it from me, she wants to fuck you and I wanna see you fuck her" I said reassuringly. 

Bill helped out "She's just a bit drunk, once we start she'll perk up a bit."

They all followed me upstairs to the spare room where I laid her on the bed. 

"Did you bring your cuffs, Rog?" I asked. 

"Here you go Steve" he replied, handing over the two sets of cuffs. I cuffed her wrists together, arms over her head and then cuffed those to the headboard with the other set. 

Anne still stirred slightly; it hadn't been much over 20 minutes since she took her fist bit of her drink. 

By now Bill and Roger were undressed, Nigel wasn't as he was still unsure about it all. Bill went straight to the top of the bed, knelt down by Anne and steered his short but fat cock towards her mouth. 

"Open up now, your friend Bill has a present for you" he said. Anne's mouth was already partly open and as Bill's cock touched her lips it opened up enough for him to push it right in. 

"Good girl" said Bill as he began pushing his cock in and out of her mouth, his hands all over Anne's breasts. Anne's eyes opened momentarily. 

Roger came round to the other side of Anne's head. "Hey Bill, would you mind turning the lady's head this way as I believe she is fond of dark chocolate."




Reluctant Wife Anne



As Bill withdrew Roger turned her head and slapped her face with his 9" cock before inserting it into her mouth. 

"Nigel" Roger said, "I think the lady needs some pleasuring down below."

Nigel finished undressing and knelt down in between Anne's legs, pushing them apart so he could get his tongue around her pussy. He started to lick her up and down, pushing his tongue inside her before flicking it out over her clit. Each time he did this Anne twitched slightly, still not quite unconscious, and her eyes seemed to open each time her clit was licked. 

Unbeknown to the guys I had set up the video camera, but I did take a few photos of them, without their faces in the picture, on the condition they got a few copies each later. I even managed to get some of Anne with her eyes open so it looked like she was fully awake. 

I stood back for a moment as I couldn't believe what I was seeing. There were two men taking turns in face-fucking my wife with another man just about to fuck her cunt after licking her pussy. I could feel my own cock becoming harder than it had ever been without it being touched. 

Nigel stopped for a second as Bill suggested that he should have first crack at her "crack", as he put it. The two of them swapped places. Bill bent over to taste her pussy, gorging on it before picking her legs up and placing her ankles on his shoulders. He slowly guided his cock into her pussy. 

"I can confirm she is turned on, very warm and wet down there" he said in his slightly crass way, although strangely it did make her sound like a "cheap piece of meat" which turned me on even more. 

He held onto her ankles pushing her feet back towards her head, now pumping furiously into her, fucking her as hard as he could and exerting himself more than he had probably done in the last 20 years. The excess flesh from his belly and thighs slapped against Anne's legs and butt cheeks as he pummelled away at her. 

Just a few minutes later the sweat was pouring from Bill's red face onto Anne's body. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, outta my way guys!" exclaimed Bill, as Roger and Nigel moved backwards. Bill moved as quickly as he could up to Anne's head just a second before his spunk exploded over her face. He moved closer still and wiped his sloppy cock on her face before pushing it into her mouth. 

"That's it, clean it all up like a good girl" Bill demanded. Anne let out a few more muffled moans, her eyes opening momentarily again, but gazing into the distance. 

I noticed that it was probably about half an hour since she took the first of the wine laced with tranquiliser and wondered when she would pass out completely. I was hoping she wouldn't, but her body seemed very floppy now. 

"Steve, I bet your wife has never had a black cock inside her before today, mouth or pussy, eh?" Roger asked, moving around the bed and preparing himself to fuck Anne. 

He held his long, stiff dick in his hand, at least 4 inches still showing outside of his fingers. Kneeling in between her legs he slapped Anne's damp pussy with the tip of his cock several times, whilst he thought about how he was going to screw her. 

"Let's flip her over" he said , turning her over in one move with his big arms and then dragging her buttocks up off the bed in line with his cock, "Yeah that's good, doggy fucking a white woman, of a good friend, it don't get much better than this Steve" he said, winking and smiling at me. 

He slid his long shaft in very slowly. "She has a nice, tight pussy, Steve, you can't be fucking her enough. Maybe you need me to service her every now and again" Roger said as he built up the pace, his hips rocking back and forth as his cock slammed deeper and harder into Anne's cunt. 

"Aw man, this feels good, a white woman cuffed to a bed with some black meat inside her, and soon to have some black seed inside her" Roger said, as he manoeuvred over her, angling his rod to get even deeper inside her, his balls slamming against her cheeks. 

Roger then pushed her hips down onto the bed so she lay totally flat on her front, and straddled her ensuring every single inch of his manhood was inside her. He grabbed a handful of her hair and lifting it up said "Does this feel good, Anne? How does it feel to have a real cock inside you, a real, black cock, fucking you deeper than you have ever been fucked before?" 

Unbelievably, Anne murmured something but no one could make out what she said. The drink was kicking in properly now, and two of us had yet to get inside her. 

Seconds later Roger upped the tempo and jerked his hips violently into Anne's butt cheeks as he exclaimed "Here's my cum, bitch!" Still pounding away he added " Bet you and your middle class white family never thought you'd have a nigger's cock cum inside your womb, eh?" 

I was slightly shocked by Roger's outburst but that turned me on even more. He jerked a bit more, emptying every last drop of his spunk inside her. As cock slid out his jerking motion dragged the shaft of his cock over both her holes. I watched carefully, partly hoping the tip would enter her arse, but also hoping it wouldn't as she would probably feel sore the next day, especially as her arse was a "no go" area. 

"Your turn Nigel" Roger said, clambering off Anne "I've loosened her up for you."

Nigel climbed onto the bed and turned Anne onto her back again. He showed no sign of concern for Anne's welfare now as he splayed her legs apart, guiding his cock though her sticky, wet bush and into her cum filled pussy. 

Like the others Nigel soon began to fuck Anne as if he hadn't fucked anyone in months. None of them were going for the marathon love making sessions and I wasn't complaining as it meant she would be less likely to be sore the next day. 

He was fucking her hard and fast and started to talk to her. "This is what you've wanted for some time, isn't it, bitch? Teasing me with your flirting and then running back to hubby? Isn't it?" he asked whilst still pounding away at her, his balls slapping against her anus, made wet from a mix of her juices and Roger's cum seeping out. 

Seconds later her whipped his cock out and shot his load all over her belly and tits, then rapidly put it back into her pussy, shooting the final spurts of jizz inside her. 

"Man, that felt good" he said He pulled out again and moved round to Anne's face, forcing his wet cock into her mouth "That's it, nice and clean, you teasing whore" he continued, his true feelings coming out. 

"Well it looks like just you to go Steve" piped up Roger. 

I couldn't wait to fuck her. There was my cum covered wife, cuffed to a bed, freshly fucked by three of our friends, her pussy swilling with their spunk .and I couldn't wait to insert my cock into her warm and damp hole. The thought of me fucking her with the cum of other men still in her pussy was the most exciting thing I had every experienced. 

I climbed onto the bed and could see cum oozing out of her cunt, matting her hairs and dripping onto her arse. I held my cock and brushed the tip of it against her lips, the gooey mix dripping onto it. I rammed it into her, the wetness felt like nothing ever before. I leant forward, my face inches form hers. I could smell the spunk on her face and kissed her jizz covered lips hard with mine. Within a few thrusts I was ready to cum. I pulled out, sat up over her and came over her face, spurt after spurt hit her soft skin, dripping down he cheeks. 

She looked a mess, a dirty, sexy, slutty mess. And without doubt, I had just had the strongest climax I had ever had. 

Bill spoke from the edge of the bed "Steve, your lady and you are the perfect hosts, and I would just like to add...." He stopped talking, climbed back onto the bed and shot a second load over Anne's tits, rubbing the cum into her skin before climbing off again. "I would just like to add some more cum!" he finished. 

"That beat playing cards" Roger said. 

"Sure did", laughed Nigel, who lost most hands. 

"OK, one more photo" I said getting them all to kneel by Anne's head with their cocks aiming at her face. 

They all did as I asked, with Roger deciding to drain the rest of his spunk over her face and breasts as I took more pictures. 

She was a sight to behold. A tied up, cum covered, gang-banged wife used as a cheap whore for four guys. 

They all thanked me as they got dressed and made to leave. I thanked them back equally for I could not have fulfilled my fantasy without them. 

I cleaned Anne up and carried her back into our bed. 

Reluctant Anne - Part 3 

The next morning Anne woke up, not feeling particularly bright. 

"Ooh, my head hurts a bit. I think I drank too much last night." she said. 

"Hmmm, my wrists are a bit sore too" she continued. 

"Darling, I hope it was all worth it, you were great. I hoped you would enjoy it as much as me" I replied. 

"Enjoy what?" Anne enquired. 

"Not regretting it now are you, trying to blot it out of your mind so soon?" I joked. 

"Regret what!?" she continued. 

"Erm, don't you remember?" I continued, "Well, do you remember the bit about whether the guys found you sexy or not?" 

"Vaguely" she said, scratching her head. 

"Well you suggested they wouldn't think so if they saw a bit more of you, so although you pulled your vest down so they could see you topless." 

"Oh my god...... and then what?" said Anne in astonishment 

"Well, then you still weren't convinced they found you attractive so I told the guys to get their cocks out to prove it." 

"You did WHAT!!??" she said. 

"Erm, don't shout at me. You didn't complain last night. In fact, you made comments on all of them, how you always wanted to see Nigel's I've seen you flirt with him and, don't worry, I don't mind. Then you went on how you had never seen one as big as Roger's." 

"Oh my God....and then what?" she said again, looking in a state of shock. 

"Well, then, you wanted to get closer to check. I was more than happy with it. In fact it was turning me on, and you know I have always wanted to see you with other guys." I hesitated, not sure how much to tell her. 

"....and..." Anne interrupted. 

"And you were turned on too You flirted a bit more with Nigel, got closer to admire Roger's manhood, and then one thing led to another." 

"One thing led to another? What exactly.....?" said Anne, now very nervous about what I was going to say. 

"Well, once you had got down on your knees to take a closer look you started sucking the guys off" I hesitated. 

"What....!?" Anne interrupted, now desperate to find out how far it all went. 

"Then your knees began to hurt so I suggested the spare room. Then when you saw Roger's handcuffs you said something like "hope you're not going to be naughty and use those one me, especially as Steve likes to tie me up and tell me what to do." That's probably why your wrists hurt a bit." 

"I think I'm going to die" Anne continued, as the colour drained from her face and a look of horror descended upon it, "so did you all fuck me?" 

"Erm, yes, b.b.but you did enjoy it" I responded, trying to make sure I remembered what I was saying here to ensure I told the same story to the guys when I next saw them. 

"And where did they all cum? Did they use condoms????" 

"Er, they came inside you , and erm, over you too.....and , no, they didn't use condoms..." I replied, sensing Anne wasn't getting turned on at all by this, like I was. 

"I must have been so drunk, I don't remember any of this.......they must think I am a real slut, some sort of cheap whore. What else happened? Where did you all fuck me, not in my ass, not altogether?" 

"No, not in the ass darling, and just one at a time" I reassured her a little. 

"Steve, you must speak to them now and tell them this must not go any further" Anne went on, trying to rationalise everything. 

"Ok,ok...calm down..I'll talk to the guys but don't worry. For a start Roger has a woman so he won't say anything, and Nigel is trying to get it off with Laura so he won't want it to get out. It's only Bill, I can't see him blabbing as no one would believe him and he won't be at work for a couple of days." 

"Look", I continued, "next time.." 

"Next time!!??" Anne interrupted me swiftly, "there's not going to be a next time darling, you have to promise me that. I can't face these people again, I'm sorry, but no. In fact you knew how I felt so you should have stopped it before it got out of hand." 

"Maybe so, I won't let it happen again. But you enjoyed it and now do you believe me that other men fancy you?" I said trying to lighten her mood. 

"Yes, but it doesn't make me feel better as I was simply an object to be fucked by your friends. I'm going to have a shower, you have to make 3 phone calls, and that is the end of it. Got that?" 

"Yes darling, it won't happen again" I said as she walked out of the room. 'But then again' I whispered under my breath, 'who knows what the future may bring? 

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This story is not real. I do not believe in sex where consent is not agreed by all aprties. 



Reluctant Wife Gets Blacked



Do you see the title? That does not mean she gets spray painted black. Neither is she a coal miner's wife. This is another story of a well hung black male and a white man's wife. Of course, the white man has a little wee-wee. You expected it the other way around? How Foolish! If this isn't your sort of fiction, you have my sworn permission to read something else.


At 55, Bob Mitchell was an unhappy camper! For the last six months, he hadn't been able to keep an erection long enough to satisfy his young wife. His dick would get hard, but wouldn't stay that way. At first Viagra had helped, but now, even that potent drug no longer worked.

Sitting alone in his study, he was trying to think of when his problem had begun. He knew what was wrong, but not how to do anything about it. When sexually excited, his dick began leaking pre-cum, not only pre-cum, but actual cum. As soon as this happened, he lost his erection. It happened every time he tried making love to his beautiful wife. HuCho was twenty years younger and built like a little Asian sex goddess.

Remembering four years earlier when he was recuperating from triple bypass surgery. He had placed an inquiry in the want ads for a live-in housekeeper. Bob was relaxing in the sun on the front porch when HuCho had gotten out of her car that first time. Though she had an appointment for an interview, he wasn't prepared for her youth and beauty. Before their first words, he knew he would do, or agree to anything, if she would only accept and stay.

Her voice was soft and musical, and her smile bright as a Summer day. In a half hour of conversation, Bob loved her more than anything else in the world. She was going to college for her Masters and needed a job with flexible hours, a place to live and some money for expenses. I immediately agreed to everything she asked.

She liked my large house and the fact there were two completely furnished bedrooms. When I asked when she could start, she said, "My clothes are in the car. All I have to do is carry them in and you have a housekeeper."

The following weeks and months were like a dream of paradise. After more than a month, she came to my bed one lonely night. By then, I was physically able to gently make love to the sweetest person I had ever known. I had been scared to make the first move out of fear of offending her and maybe losing her forever. From that night forward, he could never get enough of her body.

Later, he was forced to retire because his job had been physically demanding. Now, with his pension and Social Security Disability each month, he had nothing to occupy his mind and body. He was able to care for himself, but HuCho continued living with him. She was as much a part of his life as life itself. With no fanfare or ceremony, they were married by a Judge at the County Courthouse. HuCho received her Masters and almost immediately found a well paying job.

Bob was thinking. That's the day my problems began! Being home everyday and bored to death was when I started browsing the Internet. Finding the adult websites and reading sex stories day after day. Watching x-rated videos while masturbating, and beginning to fantasize of HuCho fucking another man was my downfall. Every story or movie, had a giant cock fucking a small pussy while the woman went crazy with lust. The wife was always better satisfied with a bigger cock than the small dick of her husband. Bob knew his five inches fit that category and he came to believe he must give his wife what she secretly desired.

Finding the cuckold sites reinforced his belief that he was depriving his wife of true happiness. Clicking on the links of interracial cuckolds destroyed him! He had found what his wife must have! He could cum without touching himself, just by watching and reading of the huge black cocks stretching those tiny pussy's. Not once did he read of a woman that didn't want that black monster buried deep inside her body. There were many instances of wives resisting what they secretly craved, but all resistance evaporated once it was inside their pussy. Every website said the same thing, so it must be true.

Constantly on his mind was the vision of his petite wife surrendering to a black lover. Whenever he tried making love to her, this vision caused his dick to leak a steady stream of cum and immediately go soft. Masturbating during the day never prevented his problem in the evening.

Bob and HuCho talked of his problem many times and she knew Viagra didn't work the way it was advertised. What she never knew was the real problem and his warped fantasy. She thought something might be wrong with her, but couldn't imagine what it could be. She knew one thing for certain, she was horny as Hell! Bob was very good with his tongue, but that got old fast. She wanted him to fuck her like he so often did before.

My friends warned this might happen, HuCho was thinking. Never marry a man twenty years your senior, they said. Maybe they were right, but he is so tender and kind, and she loved him dearly. Except for sex, she was perfectly satisfied with their relationship. He had been talking weird lately, though. Several times, after he had eaten her to climax, he had mentioned her having sex with another man. Bob was the second man she had ever slept with, so she didn't understand what he was talking about.

HuCho was in shock and speechless! Bob had shown her a dirty website about black men having sex with women while their husbands watched! She was disgusted beyond belief! "How could you show me such a thing? Is that the kind of woman you think I am?"

"I'm sorry Honey. I was only thinking of you and your needs." Bob apologized. "I know I can't satisfy you any longer and I just want you to be happy. I may never get any better and I know you are already tired of me eating you."

"So, you think watching me getting fucked by a black man is going to solve all our problems? How can you be so stupid? Another thing, why in God's name did you suggest a black?" HuCho asked angrily.

"Well, I thought if I was there, I could protect you if something went wrong. The other thing, a black is supposed to be a more patient, better lover. I wanted you to have the best, if you decided to accept." Bob tried explaining.

"I'm not going to accept and I won't need your protection." HuCho stated with finality.

"Okay, I'm sorry I brought it up, but will you do me one favor? Please?" Bob asked.

"What favor?"

"Since you are already at the computer, please read these Blogs from couples that have tried interracial sex. Just read what they say before you scream at me." Bob asked. Bob knew what the Blogs said. He had been reading them for months. Each and every one praised their husbands for introducing them to the best sex of their lives.

To shut Bob up, HuCho read and looked at pictures for the next half hour. She still couldn't believe all this was happening. All these women must be crazy! How could so many accept another man while their husband watched? Was there that much difference in Chinese and American culture? Every husband professed love for his wife, so why would they let a huge black man fuck them? Americans were definitely weird! "Okay! I don't want to see any more." said HuCho. "Every American woman couldn't possibly be like this. These are crazy people!" 

"Oh, one last thing." HuCho said. "Just how big are these black dicks, anyway?"

"I don't know. They're all different, but usually 9 or 10 inches, sometimes 11. He answered.

"How many centimeters is that?" She asked.

"How do I know? I don't know anything about centimeters. We use inches. Wait, let me get a ruler and I will show you." Bob suggested.

HuCho gasped when she saw the length he was telling her those women were taking. "That's impossible! No man is that long, and if he was, no woman is going to take all of it. Here look at this. See? Ten inches would be above my belly button. A woman can't take something that far inside her belly."

"Wait a minute!" Bob clicked to a saved website of well hung blacks. "Look at this one! See! He has a ruler next to his dick and he is almost 10 inches long."

HuCho couldn't believe it, but it looked real! Was it possible blacks were bigger and longer than she had ever imagined? If that's true, then is it true a woman could take all his length? It didn't matter because she was never going to find out!

After that evening, Bob shut up about sharing her, but magazines suddenly appeared with well hung black men on the cover. She never picked one up, but one night Bob brought a magazine to bed with him.

With her head on his arm, he was flipping through the book, looking at the photos and reading the captions underneath. She tried not to look, but that was impossible. Handing her the magazine, he said, "Honey, while I'm eating you, hold this for me." Without another word, he slipped down her body and placed his mouth over her throbbing, hungry pussy.

HuCho slowly looked at the photos of black men in different states of arousal. Every one of them seemed to have a cock the size of her arm. She had to admit Bob's tongue felt different, as she was excited more and more from the photos of shiny black cocks. She tried to imagine one of those forcing its way inside her vagina. Suddenly, Bob's tongue flicked her clitoris at just the right moment and she saw stars as the biggest climax yet coursed through her body.

Working each day for the next several weeks was the only way HuCho kept her sanity. Bob was always after her to look at his special websites, or filthy magazines. Finally, one slow day at work, as several of the women were sitting around gossiping, HuCho blurted out. "Do American women have boyfriends besides their husbands?"

The others almost fell out of their chairs laughing. Finally, Ethel said, "Honey, without my special boyfriend, I would have divorced that bum I'm married to, years ago."

Mary, the only black female of the group, said, "You know that young man that parks our cars? Well, he parks his shoes under my bed every chance he gets. Believe me, he gets plenty of chances!"

"I've got two that come visiting each time my Tom leaves town, and Tom is a traveling salesman." Julie laughed. "Now, why would you bring that subject up? You looking for a boyfriend? If so, I know some single guys that would love a little thing like you."

"No. No. I'm perfectly happy with the man I have." HuCho explained. " I was reading a magazine and there was a long article about infidelity. I couldn't believe it was as widespread as the article said."

Laughing, Mary answered. "I don't know about widespread, but believe me, I spread wide every time I can."

After that conversation, HuCho was more amendable to Bob's suggestions. She attempted to see her husband's point of view. At last, she asked him, "If I was to agree to what you keep talking about, how would you even find a man to participate? You have somebody hid out in the garage, or something?"

Bob almost fell over in shock! "We'll do it together, so there won't be any surprises." Bob almost shouted from excitement. "First thing is to place an ad on one of the adult personals. Then we just wait and screen the answers."

"How will you know if he's clean, or not? What if he has a disease? How do you know he won't be dangerous or a rapist?" She asked worriedly. She hadn't actually said she would go through with this little escapade, but Bob had gotten so excited, she didn't know how to burst his bubble without hurting him terribly. Maybe, nobody would even answer the ad, or all of them were unsuitable. She knew she could find something wrong with each of them.

The second day after the ad was posted, there must have been a hundred answers, with more coming in every hour. The answers without pictures were deleted immediately, also answers from whites or Hispanics. Their ad had specifically asked for a photo and blacks only.

Bob explained. "If they don't send a photo, they have something to hide. If they're white or Hispanic, they're too ignorant to understand English. That still leaves us about 60 answers to sift through." Sitting together in front of the monitor, they began their search. It didn't take long to delete more than 50 of the prospects as unsuitable. HuCho found some small defect in the remaining hopefuls. Bob never gave her an argument whenever she pointed out something she didn't approve of.

It was the third day before they received an answer HuCho couldn't find a reason to reject. James was a handsome black, 28, well built and in the military. His photo showed him naked, except for a towel. He stated he had a thick, nine inch cock and could remain hard through multiple orgasms.

At first, HuCho said he was too young. Bob reminded her she wasn't looking for a boyfriend or husband. When she suggested he might have a disease, Bob told her the military didn't allow soldiers to run around with social diseases. She couldn't find any more excuses at the moment.

Bob sent an e-mail asking their most likely prospect for a more detailed look at his lower body. HuCho nervously waited for his reply, not knowing what else to do, or say. She felt trapped in a situation with no way out. Why had she let this happen?

The reply finally came and he was more striking without the towel. His huge cock was long and hard, sticking up at a 45 degree angle. His body was a light chestnut brown, but his member was jet black with a dark purplish head peeking through the foreskin. Staring at the photo, HuCho felt a shiver of fear when she thought she might be fucked by that monster. At the same time, she wondered if it was possible for her small body to accept such a huge cock. The forbidden thought brought a feeling of wetness between her thighs.

Events slowly edged forward, as the couple talked with James on the phone. At first, HuCho refused to speak with James, but the constant urging from Bob had her finally having their first conversation. She was amazed at his deep, cultured voice. He won her friendship when he spoke of his loneliness by being a thousand miles from home and family. She knew the feeling and lived with it every day. It became a daily occurrence for James to call each evening, speaking with Bob and HuCho. The conversations slowly became more intimate and personal. James was anxious to arrange a meeting, but HuCho continued finding excuses to delay the inevitable.

Late one Friday afternoon, the doorbell rang and Bob jumped up to answer. HuCho thought that strange, since he seldom liked answering the door. Hearing him talking to someone, she thought it was a neighbor coming to visit. Looking up as they entered the living room, she saw a black man close behind Bob. Not recognizing James from his picture, she was startled when Bob introduced him. Embarrassment and shame flooded her face and she wished she could disappear into the sofa.

Seeing her embarrassment, James stepped forward and said. "I'm terribly sorry for surprising you like this. The two of us decided this was the only way we would ever meet. I see that was a bad mistake and poor judgement on our part. I'll leave now, but let me again tell you how sorry I am."

HuCho had gotten over her shock and surprise. Being the ever gracious host, she answered, "No, please don't go. Since you're here, at least stay for coffee. I was caught off guard, but, I'm okay now." Saying this, she went to the kitchen to brew a fresh pot of coffee, leaving Bob and James alone to plot their next devious move.

Leaning against the counter in the kitchen, HuCho's knees were so weak, she could hardly stand. "Now, what do I do?" She mumbled to herself. A dozen mixed up thoughts raced through her brain, but no solution short of screaming at Bob and forcing James to leave. She decided it wasn't the fault of James. Bob had placed the ad and James had answered, believing he had found a consenting wife for sex. Everything was Bob's fault! The only thing to do was be friendly and polite. Later, James would leave when he saw she wasn't going to spread her legs for him. That would be the end of a bad situation and never would she let something like this happen again!

The next few hours seemed to pass very quickly, and suddenly it was time to call it an evening. Bob had to open his big mouth and suggest James stay over, sleeping in the spare bedroom. James had a weekend pass and his overnight bag was in the car. HuCho thought he certainly came prepared!

The bath connected both bedrooms, and being a guest, James had first call for the shower. A few minutes after the shower stopped, HuCho thought James had vacated the room, neglecting to open their side of the doors. Bob was dozing on the king size bed, so she entered the bathroom, only to come face to face with a completely naked James! She gasped, as her eyes were drawn like magnets to the huge cock swinging between his muscular thighs.

"I'm sorry! I just finished shaving and forgot about being in here so long." James explained.

Not knowing what to do, and unable to take her eyes from his pulsing meat, HuCho stammered. "It's my fault. I should have knocked first." Staggering away, her back hit the edge of the door frame.

Seeing the flash of pain on her face, James reached to steady her. HuCho was off balance, and accidentally stumbled against his hard body. As his arms encircled her waist, she was aware of his cock pressing against her stomach. It seemed to throb and beat with a rhythm of its own! Backing away, she could see his dick was already getting erect. Looking into his eyes, HuCho could see desire and lust for her body reflected on his face. She was scared to death, but at the same time excited from having the power to excite a strange man in this fashion.

Taking her hand in his, he pulled her toward his bedroom. "No! I'm not going in there with you." She hissed.

"Nothing is going to happen." James said quietly. "We need to talk privately about your feelings and what you are willing to do, or not do. I promise that is all I have in mind. After we talk and you still want me to leave, I'll go immediately."

HuCho glanced behind her and saw Bob sleeping peacefully. Thinking there was no harm in talk, and Bob only a few feet away, she let herself be guided into the other bedroom. James had draped a towel over his manhood as they sat on the bed a few feet from each other. It made her think of a tent, except this tent was alive and dangerous.

"First, let me tell you how I feel. I have never known an Asian before you. I don't remember even speaking to one before we talked on the phone. I never realized how beautiful and petite you were going to be. You're like a delicate doll that has to be touched carefully to preserve their beauty. I'll tell you up front that I want to make love to you, but not without your full permission. I would never harm or hurt you. That, you must believe!

"Thank you for being honest and straight-forward with me. This was all Bob"s idea and I let him talk me into his scheme. I don't think I could ever sleep with a man other than my husband. You're very handsome and I know you must be a tender lover, but I don't believe I can go through with this." HuCho explained.

"I'll leave when you ask me to, but before that happens, at least feel of what you are refusing. That would make me very happy, just to know you didn't completely reject me." So saying, James took her hand and placed it under the small towel.

HuCho jumped as if she had touched a red hot stove. Then, almost on their own volition, her small fingers gently grasped his manhood. She was surprised how velvety it felt, yet so firm and powerful. He removed the towel, and she saw her fingers wrapped around the dark shaft. They didn't come close to completely surrounding the huge monster. She watched mesmerized, as a large drop of pre-cum appeared in the pencil size hole of the large head. She resisted the strange urge to bend over and lick it off.




Reluctant Wife Gets Blacked



James groaned as HuCho slowly stroked up and down the shaft. The large drop rolled off the head and down the shaft, followed by another, then another. Her hand was slick with his juices and this heightened his pleasure, causing a steady stream of pre-cum to soak her tiny fingers. His cock was throbbing and jerking, as he relaxed and let the electric sparks shoot through his body.

James was nowhere near cumming, but the pleasure was intense and satisfying.

"I have to stop now. My hand is tired and we shouldn't be doing this, anyway." HuCho whispered. "I need to shower and go back to my room." She looked at her dripping hand and slowly pressed it against her lips, tasting the tangy liquid. She closed her eyes dreamily and licked the drops from her fingers.

As she started to rise, James put his hands around her waist and effortlessly sat her on his lap. Her short gown had come up and his cock was poking up between her thighs as she was set down. Looking down, she could see the head sticking out as if she had a black cock of her own. Sitting crosswise on his thighs, her breasts and hard little nipples were at mouth watering level for his tongue and lips.

Struggling out of his grasp, she tried moving away, but his mouth had already clasped onto one of her sensitive breasts. With one big hand behind her back, he pulled her body into his hungry lips. His other hand unbuttoned the front of her gown, opening it, and replacing his mouth against her naked breast in one smooth motion. Reluctantly, submitting to his advances, HuCho relaxed and enjoyed the erotic stimulation of first one breast, then the other. She believed she had the power to stop him at any pint of time.

At first, she wasn't aware his hand was gently stroking her inner thighs. He couldn't reach her pussy for the shaft of his cock was trapped between her legs and against her pubic mound. She had never before been in such an erotic position.

Closing her eyes, accepting the wonderful feeling of his mouth on her breasts and the pressure of his firm cock against her pubic area put her in a dreamy area of sleep. She had never been so relaxed in her young life. She came fully awake, when she felt herself on her back and her legs being spread. She looked down, just as his mouth covered her pussy and his rough tongue flicked against her clitoris. She jerked away, both from surprise and sudden intense shock!

"No! No! You mustn't do that! Stop right now!" HuCho demanded.

James raised his head for an instant, saying, "Please! Let me give you pleasure for a few minutes." Immediately, his mouth went back to the magic of electrifying her pussy.

She tried to bury her hips in the mattress and get away from his tongue before it destroyed her. It was no use, since her thighs were held as if in a vise. Even as she struggled, his long, thick tongue was actually fucking her. After his tongue deeply entered her, he would lick the length of her inner lips, then twirl around the small hard clit. Her body betrayed her, and her hips rose to meet his fucking tongue. HuCho could feel her entire body getting hot and suddenly the heat was unbearable. She forced her hands over her mouth to keep from screaming out her orgasm. It was as if an electric current suddenly flowed through her body, starting at her pussy and spreading outwards, until she was totally consumed by fire.

Collapsing back on the bed, her body still twitched and shivered. James finally removed his loving mouth and lay beside her. He held her closely as she came down from the most exciting orgasm she had ever experienced.

At last, HuCho said. "Can I please go back to my room now? I can't stand anymore tonight."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean for that to happen, but you are so beautiful and sexy, I couldn't resist tasting you. Goodnight, sleep well." James answered.

When she rose, James was lying on his back with his huge member sticking straight up, reminding her of a light pole. Stopping for a quick shower, HuCho crawled into bed beside her sleeping husband. She couldn't help but see his small, soft dick laying on his sac. Soft and flaccid, it didn't look more than a couple of inches long. She couldn't help but compare it to the huge cock she had just left. She felt a twinge of shame when the thought crossed her mind. Going instantly to sleep, she dreamed of James until she awoke with the sun shinning in her eyes.

Bob and James were already up and at the kitchen table drinking coffee. The suggestion was made to drive down to Pensacola, lay in the sun and enjoy the beach. Packing a cooler, they were off for a day of fun and excitement. HuCho had never received so much attention from her husband before. James seemed to find any excuse to place his hands someplace on her sensitive body. Between the two of them, HuCho was kept in a state of high arousal all day.

Late in the afternoon, they arrived home after a very enjoyable day together. After having cold cuts for lunch and a shower, HuCho was ready for a long nap. 

"Honey, that bed is big enough for all of us. Why can't we all take one together?" Bob asked. Without waiting for HuCho to object, he headed for the bed, stripped bare ass naked, and got in first. Looking down at him, HuCho dropped her clothes and crawled in next to him. Covering with a sheet, she never thought about being in the middle if James came to the same bed. She was giving Bob a fast kiss when she felt the bed give and James was under the cover on the other side of her.

"Oh, No, You Don't! I'm going to the other bedroom!" HuCho exclaimed. "I want to sleep, not spend the rest of the day defending myself from you two!"

"Just for a few minutes, honey." Bob begged. "A little petting and touching won't hurt anything, will it?"

"Okay! But, only a few minutes!" HuCho agreed. Laying on her back she reached for each of the men. Bob"s dick was hard this time, but her hand engulfed its entire length. Her other hand grasped the giant cock of James and it seemed to come alive, throbbing and pulsing like an angry monster. How could there be such a difference in two men?

Bob slid his dick from her hand and moved toward the foot of the bed. He spread her legs and began kissing her inner thighs, inching ever closer to her horny pussy. Before she could protest, James had his tongue down her throat and was kissing her passionately. At the same time, his hands were tweaking her nipples to erection. Never had there been a man on both ends of her body! It was incredible! James was sucking her breasts and nibbling on her already sensitive nipples. The sensation seemed connected to the tongue in her pussy. With the attention she was receiving, it's no wonder she screamed out as her orgasm engulfed her.

Bob's tongue was replaced by the fingers of James. His palm circled her pubic mound, while his fingers were spread and gently massaged the surrounding area. At first, she didn't know when he stuck one of his fat fingers inside her slick pussy. He was so slow and gentle, it was almost like a caress. The very tenderness of the moment made her horny again.

Bob was taking turns, sucking her breasts or deeply kissing her. James had moved farther up in the bed. She was so short, it was difficult to kiss and almost impossible for his mouth to reach her delicious tits, if he wanted to be in a position to fuck her. She wasn't aware of the subtle shifts in position of the two men. 

James was holding his throbbing cock in one hand as he rubbed it up and down the dripping slit of HuCho's pussy. Never applying pressure for fear of scaring her away, but still wetting his cock in preparation for the tight penetration. He knew it was going to cause some pain, until the walls of her vagina stretched to accept him.

HuCho couldn't understand what the large blunt thing was sliding up and down between her pussy lips. She had been feeling the fingers and hand of James and now this. Maybe, it was his fist. Bob was kissing her and she couldn't see what was happening. Then it hit her! How stupid could she possibly be? That was the head of that monster cock belonging to James! He was preparing to fuck her and Bob was helping!

Before an objection could be formed by HuCho, she felt the bulbous head of his cock positioned at the slick opening of her pussy.

James pushed gently at first, then harder as he met resistance from her tight vaginal walls. Slowly her pussy yielded and the head of his cock popped inside.

Bob was looking sideways as James attempted to fuck HuCho, and knew James had gotten inside his wife's pussy when she suddenly bit down on his tongue. Then, just as sudden, she tried to suck his tongue down her throat. Bob was thinking, maybe he better suck her breasts, it was safer. That's what he would do, as soon as he could reclaim his stretched tongue from her throat.

When HuCho felt the huge head of his cock enter her tight hole, she gasped silently onto her husband's tongue. Unconsciously, she sucked furiously on the tongue in her mouth. She knew she was going to be fucked by the largest cock she had ever seen. This is what she had agreed to, from the constant urging or her husband. Releasing Bob"s tongue, a moan escaped from deep inside her chest. She did not know if it was a moan of pleasure or pain. It could have been a moan of despair, and what she was allowing to happen to her body.

Bob lay his head of HuCho's chest and stared at the huge black snake with its head buried in his wife's pussy. He couldn't believe her small pussy was actually taking that into her body. His penis had went flaccid from a steady stream of semen flowing from the tip. Never, would he have ever believed watching his wife getting fucked could be so exciting.

Slowly, inch by inch, her pussy yielded to the huge invader, as he sank further and further into her. At times, she almost cried out from the pain of being stretched to the limit and the steady pressure of his cock. HuCho accepted the pain as her punishment for letting this happen to her body. He had about half his cock inside now and no man had ever been deeper. From this moment forward, he was in virgin territory. James pulled back and thrust forward, short strokes meant to give pleasure without pain. Her pussy had already stretched to accommodate half his powerful cock.

HuCho groaned again, but this time from intense pleasure. She didn't realize she had only taken half and not the complete length of his monster. She felt his thrusts become more forceful and he seemed to be sinking deeper and deeper into her virgin body. Her pussy was so slick and wet, he had no problem forcing his cock hilt deep. She finally felt his heavy ball sac slapping against her ass. She felt his pubic bone pressed against hers, as he stopped moving and gave her stretched vagina a chance to adjust to this invasion of her most secret place.

Bob was amazed when James finally fed HuCho his entire cock! It was unbelievable! It must be way up in her belly someplace. Bob was gently nibbling on her breasts as he continued to watch the erotic sight.

HuCho realized her body had finally accepted all of his huge and powerful cock. She could feel every ridge and vein on his pulsing shaft. He had forced her uterus ahead of his plunging rod, but now the head of his black pole was into the mouth of the uterus itself. She could feel Bob biting her nipples and the sensations seemed to have a direct impact on what she was feeling deep inside her pussy. She felt James begin to withdraw and she felt a loss for an instant before he thrust back again.

James began a rhythm that gradually got faster and harder. Her pussy now accepted him easily, but was still tight and grasping. She was now writhing in excitement and pleasure, as she fucked back toward the biggest cock she had ever imagined. It wasn't long before she stiffened and moaned out her first orgasm on his giant cock.

HuCho was seeing stars dance before her eyes the instant before her orgasm. Bob picked that moment to bite one nipple and pinch the other. The sensation flew to the walls of her vagina and the many stars before her eyes exploded into an earth shattering orgasm.

James slowed his thrusts to let her recover. Lifting her legs with his strong hands until they were almost touching her head, and forcing Bob away from her breasts. This rolled her hips upward and gave him full access to her tight pussy. She was now in the perfect position to accept his potent sperm.

Bob moved to the foot of the bed where he had a clear and close-up view of each movement. When James withdrew, her pussy seemed to turn inside out and when he thrust forward, her outer lips disappeared. He still couldn't believe this was happening!

James resumed his pile-driving fucking with long forceful strokes. Each thrust buried his cock to the hilt. Holding her tightly as he pounded in and out of her slick pussy, he could feel her ass humping against his cock.

HuCho opened her eyes to see James staring at her. "Do you want me to keep fucking you?" He asked.

"Yes!...Yes!"

"Are you ready to accept me completely and all I have to give you?" He asked again.

"Oh Yes!..Yes! Keep fucking me! I'm almost there!" 

James was fucking with jack hammer speed, when HuCho suddenly arched her back and screamed as she had another giant orgasm! One more deep thrust, and he shot a colossal load of thick, white baby making semen straight through her uterus and into her cervix. With his huge cock pressed so tight within her vagina, the sperm had no other place to go. It couldn't escape out the sealed passageway, until he withdrew his mighty fuck pole. Not moving, and allowing the millions of little monsters to swim toward their treasured goal, he waited until he was sure she had gotten pregnant.

"Oh! My God, Why didn't you pull out?" HuCho screamed.

"I asked if you were ready to accept me completely and you said yes." James answered.

"I'm so stupid! I didn't know that's what you meant." She cried. "Please take it out now. I must get cleaned up. Maybe it's not too late."

Before James could withdraw his still very hard cock, Bob spoke up. "Will you let me do it for you, honey" Please! I would love to be the one to clean you."

As the large erect cock exited her well fucked pussy, a gob of cum shot into the air and settled back on her pubic mound. Bob was there with his tongue and wide open mouth, to do something that had always been completely foreign to him. Her once tight pussy was now gaping widely open and he could see it was filled with thick white liquid. Before anymore could escape, his mouth was over her pussy as he sucked, licked and swallowed greedily. Licking up any that had escaped on the outside, he could see another pool of cum had formed inside. "Honey, I can't get all of it this way. The only sure way, is for you to sit on my face. Will you do that?" Bob asked.

Since James had left the room to go clean himself. HuCho wasn't embarrassed to do as Bob asked. Bob thought he had gotten most of the gooey jism, but, almost choked when much more flooded his mouth and throat. He swallowed until the flow stopped, then licked her as deeply as possible to get the last drop.

HuCho and Bob were laying side by side when James returned. She went to sleep facing her husband, but with another man's hand on her waist. She woke a couple of hours later, still on her side, but with James entering her pussy from behind. He was holding one of her legs in the air, so her well used and still slick hole was wide open for his huge cock. This time, he easily buried himself as deeply as his position allowed. Slowly, almost lazily, he fucked her until she was groaning with lustful hunger.

Bob, hearing his wife's groans, looked at her and then looked down between them. Seeing the black cock pistoning in and out of her pussy gave him an idea. He scooted down the bed until his face was in front of her fuck hole. With a little maneuvering, he was able to reach her clitoris with his mouth. She groaned louder as his tongue flicked across her sensitive love bud. It almost disappeared when James thrust, but on the out-stroke, it was pulled outward until the nub was twice its normal size. His tongue worked furiously each time her clit was available.

HuCho was going crazy! The sensation of the long thick cock, and her husbands tongue on the most sensitive organ in her body, was more than she could bear! "Oh, My God!" She screamed as her orgasm hit with world shattering force.

James, feeling HuCho beginning to buck and thrash as she climaxed, caused him to go over the top. He pumped load after load of his seed deep inside her pussy. He could feel Bob"s tongue at the base of his cock and knew what he had been doing.

As James slowly withdrew from HuCho's stretched and raw pussy, Bob kept his mouth in place, in order to clamp his lips around her gushing hole as soon as it was vacated. This time, he was prepared for the huge amount of slightly bitter fluid. Swallowing again and again, until the flow slowed to individual globs that he easily lapped up with relish.

HuCho accepted the sperm of James because she felt in her heart he had gotten her pregnant the first time. She knew this was her fertile time and he had penetrated her too deeply not to have succeeded in his attempt at impregnating her. She was too emotionally exhausted to worry about it today, maybe the enormity of what could happen would hit her later.

For the rest of the evening, at least one of the men was always intimately touching her. HuCho was emotionally exhausted and ready for a long peaceful night in bed. She was beginning to think that would be impossible. Bob"s crotch was wet from his constant leaking, but his little dick was shriveled and limp. The giant cock of James never seemed to go soft and was still standing straight and tall. She couldn't believe she was sitting naked between two men, as if it was perfectly normal. Her life had been turned upside down and she didn't know whether to be happy, or cry.

Finally, getting up the nerve to head toward her bedroom, Bob and James followed right behind. Bob said. "Wherever you plan on sleeping tonight, I'm using the other bed."

James followed her into her bedroom and Bob scampered to the other. James, lying down first, pulled her on top of his muscular body. "Please, no more today." HuCho begged.

"Just a few minutes in this position. I want you on top, so I can watch you fucking me." James replied.

Lying on top of him, with a leg on each side, HuCho was in an indefensible position. She was certainly aware of his ready weapon pressing against her lower abdomen. Grasping her waist, he pulled her forward until his cock was between her legs and lined up for her widespread pussy. Pushing down, his one-eyed monster entered her gaping hole on the first try. HuCho groaned as she felt herself being filled again. When he had penetrated her as much as possible in this position, he physically raised her up until she was sitting upright on his massive fuck stick.

"Now, fuck me!" He said.

Supporting her weight with her knees, more than half his cock was already wedged in her pussy. HuCho's slippery pussy adjusted to this new invasion, as she slowly allowed her full weight to bear down and accept his entire cock. His thick length was farther inside than ever before! HuCho believed if she looked down, she would see the bulge of his dick above her stomach.

Groaning, she exclaimed. "My God! It's so tight! I don't think I can move!" Leaning forward, she slowly raised herself as she watched his glistening black cock appear. Dropping back on his pubic bone, she imagined his cock all the way in her throat. Beginning with short strokes, HuCho fucked slowly, but, gradually faster and faster. The sensations were fantastic, especially since she was in complete control. Who knew better than HuCho where each of the sensitive spots where?. Her strokes became longer, until only the giant bulbous head connected on the upstroke. Plunging forcefully on his thick shaft, stretched her once small pussy beyond repair. Never again would she be satisfied with her husbands skinny undersized dick. 




Reluctant Wife Gets Blacked



Feeling her pussy heat up from the friction of fucking this giant pole, increased the frenzy of her furious fucking. The heat was spreading outward and upward, practically scorching her insides. A streak of pure sexual pleasure seemed to explode deep inside her pussy, engulfing her in an ecstasy of orgasmic delight. HuCho screamed a long banshee wail, and collapsed on his chest. For a few moments, HuCho was disorientated, not knowing where she was or what was happening.

She came to her senses, when James rolled her over and began long stroking her abused vagina. She was so exhausted she couldn't respond, as he fucked her hard and furious. Luckily, James didn't need a response, only a willing hole to deposit his seed. Within minutes, he was shooting great globs of semen into her uterus and the fertile mouth of her cervix. If she wasn't pregnant before, she was now!

Sunday morning, HuCho walked as if she had a pole up her ass. Her pussy was red, raw and sore. Needless to say, neither man had better attempt touching her on any part of her body! James had almost fucked her to death and that useless husband had enjoyed every minute of it! The soreness and anger would pass, but not today.

After a few failed attempts at conversation with her, James left for his base about noon. By Tuesday, HuCho was her old self, but still pissed at her husband. There was no doubt in her mind that she was pregnant and it was time to have a serious talk with that wimp on the sofa.

"Are you going to lay there all day without saying something?" HuCho asked.

"What do you want me to say? I'll ask you something. If you're pregnant, do you plan on having the baby?" Bob replied.

"I don't want a child, and you're almost 56 years old. You would be over 75 before he or she was even out of school." HuCho reasoned.

"Okay, then think of this. Do you plan on seeing James again? If so, you know he is not going along with an abortion. You may not even be pregnant. What about that morning after pill they advertise on television?" Bob asked.

"In this State, you need a prescription and by the time I see a Doctor, it will be too late. When I find out if I am really pregnant, it would still be a couple of months before I could get an abortion. Could we see him until then and break if off? He would never have to know." HuCho suggested hopefully.

"We can try that, if it's what you want. Remember one thing, he's in the Military and over a thousand miles from home. If he doesn't get transferred before his discharge, he will leave then, regardless. The two of us would be left to raise an unwanted child. Explained Bob.

"One other thing, after James, can we ever go back the way we were before?" Bob asked. Thinking of going back to the old life of boredeom was depressing. This weekend had been the most exciting time of his life.

"Well, don't think bad of me, but, we still have a computer and experience at placing an ad. Maybe, the next time, we could find a couple. How would you like to use your tongue on a black woman?" HuCho felt naughty as she threw that last little tidbit in.

The End



Reluctant Wife Trap



Like many other husbands, I have a fantasy of seeing my wife with another man. While some wives readily agree to this fantasy, I wasn't so lucky. Over the last few years I had mentioned this to my wife a few times, her first response was "no way", and the second time she accused me of using this to get her approval to fool around with other women. Both times she used her stern voice that told me there was no room for negotiation. I have always enjoyed a challenge, and this situation called for a superbly planned, cunning trap for my beautiful wife.

I should tell you my wife Carol is 38, but could easily pass for 30. She has long brunette hair, great legs, 36 D cup that at times tends to overflow her bra, and a sexy, sultry smile. In the summer when she gets a tan and I can talk her into wearing a short skirt she will turn heads in any room. I work as a technician for a security company, which as you will see gave me some extra equipment for my plan.

First I had to find the right guy with all the right tools; well endowed, handsome, patient, and willing to go along with my plan. After months of discreet emails and screenings on various swinger magazines & websites, I met Steve on an adult website. Steve is 25, muscular, 6 ft 1", bronze skin, dark hair, brown eyes, very handsome, just the type I knew Carol would like. In our meeting I told Steve this plan might not work, but we would give it our best shot. I made sure Steve knew I wanted Carol to go along willingly, not by force. Since he had to buy some equipment for the plan I gave him $100 up front to cover expenses. Steve is single, but recently broke up with his finance, and was more than willing to go along with my plan. 

It had been more than a year since I last mentioned to Carol about screwing another man, so I'm sure she had no suspicions I was planning anything. I made up a business trip to Detroit, where we had some large contracts with automotive companies. I asked Carol if she wanted to come with me on a short overnight business trip. The kids could stay with friends, and it would be a nice break. Carol liked the idea, and I booked a room at an upscale 5 star hotel, and put my plan into action. 

We checked in about 1:00, and I told her "I have a short customer service call, but we will have a great evening after my customer visit." She was already horny when we got in the room, and she started to nibble on my neck and ears and wanted a quickie before my meeting. Part of my plan was to keep her horny, and I had used every excuse in the world to avoid sex with her over the last month. Usually we screw a few times every week, and she was almost desperate trying to get me in bed. I kissed her and tweaked her nipples, sliding a finger between her legs, and she was wet and hot! I broke away and told her to relax and get ready for a great night. 

What Carol didn't know was that I had booked two adjoining hotel rooms as part of my master plan. My customer service call was actually to the hotel room next store. When we had checked in to our room, after Carol went to the bathroom I had quickly set up 3 hidden wireless cameras & and a microphone in our room. My "customer service call" was taking place in the room next door, setting up video equipment, checking on the wireless connections to the hidden cameras, calibrating the cameras for the light conditions, and making sure I was ready to get the big event on tape. 

I came back from my "service call" at about 4:00, and Carol immediately gave me a kiss and wanted to play. I opened a bottle of her favorite wine and told her I had a surprise for her, and we had to wait until later to get in bed. She looked a little suspicious, but we had a few glasses of wine and I had Carol wearing a tight and sexy one piece dress, low cut showing her cleavage and mid thigh length. She looked hot! 

At exactly 4:30 there was a knock at the door, and I told her the surprise was here. I had arranged a massage for her with the hotel masseur. Steve came in, carrying a portable massage table, dressed in a nice polo shirt and khaki pants. Carol was immediately nervous and a little suspicious, but Steve was very professional and immediately began to set up the massage table. 

Suddenly Steve stopped and said, "I'm sorry, one of the legs on the massage table is broken," just according to our plan. 

I asked "Can you do the massage on the bed?"

Steve said "It's not my first choice, but it will have to do." 

Carol didn't know what to do, but with some encouragement she started toward the bed. Steve said "Most of my client's prefer to get undressed, and you can wrap yourself in a towel. You don't want to get the oil on that nice dress."

Carol came over to me and whispered "I'm not getting undressed." 

I laughed and said "Come on dear, he is from the hotel and this is a professional massage. Relax and go change in the bathroom." With a little more encouragement Carol reluctantly went to the bathroom and removed her dress, and came out wrapped in a towel. 

As Carol lie down on the bed, we saw she still had on her bra and panties, and immediately covered her butt and midsection with the towel. I refilled her wine glass, sat on the bed, and told her to relax; I was going to be right here. Steve started to rub oil on her shoulders, and as he moved down her back he intentionally kept catching his fingers on her bra strap. Steve said, "I think you will enjoy this more if I unstrap your bra, and most ladies also take off their underwear so the oil doesn't stain your panties. I immediately moved to unstrap her bra and despite her protests I pulled her underwear off. 

Carol immediately pulled the towel over her bare ass, and whispered "I don't want to be naked!"

I laughed and whispered in her ear "Relax baby, I will be right here. This is a professional massage." 

Steve began to work on her neck and shoulders, talking professionally, and gradually Carol began to relax. When Steve stood up to pour more oil on his hands, he "accidentally" poured a lot of oil on his pants and shirt. Steve made a big deal about this, and I was laughing and teasing him about not wanting to ruin my wife's underwear and now he ruined his clothes. Steve continued with our plan, and told me to take over while he washed the oil off his clothes. 

I continued to rub Carols back while Steve was in the bathroom washing his clothes. I whispered in Carol's ear how sexy she looked, and told her we were going to have great sex after the massage. I was tweaking her nipples, kissing her neck, and I slipped a finger into her pussy, which was already soaking wet. We heard the bathroom door open, and Steve came out wearing nothing but a towel. 

"I washed the oil off my clothes the best I could, and they are drip drying in the shower," Steve said. My wife immediately got nervous, but was afraid to move since she was naked under the towel. 

I again told her to relax, reminding her I was still here. Steve resumed rubbing her shoulders and neck. This continued for about 10 minutes, and I filled her wine glass again. I said, "I have to go to the bathroom." Inside the bathroom I took out a borrowed cell phone from a friend at work, and made a call to my regular cell phone. I pressed the send button as I left the bathroom and quickly put the borrowed phone in my pocket. A moment later as I was sitting on the edge of the bed my cell phone rang, and I answered "Hi, this is Jim," pretending to talk to a customer. I listened for a while and asked, "Did you reset the power?" "Did you reboot the computer?" "What error messages are you getting?" I continued this imaginary call for a few minutes and said, "OK, I can be there in 30 minutes." I hung up and said, "I'm sorry, but I have an emergency service call. The customer is getting false alarms and they are really pissed off, and you know how important this project is. I have to go there right away."

Carol got a scared look in here eyes, and started to protest but I continued, "You will be fine, I will be back in about 2 hours. Steve can finish his massage and I will be back about 7:00, just in time for a romantic dinner." Carol didn't want to get up without any clothes on, so she stayed on her stomach and protested again about me leaving, but I insisted she would be fine and quickly walked out the door. 

I quietly slipped into the room next store and all my security cameras were working perfectly. I could hear everything as Steve continued his massage, telling her to relax. My wife nervously asked how long the massage lasted, and Steve said "Your husband booked me for an hour, but you are my last appointment of the day, so if we run a little late that will be fine." Finally all my planning was paying off. My beautiful Carol was naked, hadn't had sex for a month so I knew she was extra horny. She was a little tipsy from 4 glasses of wine, and she was alone in a hotel room being massaged by a handsome hunk wearing only a towel with the single goal of seducing her! The trap was set perfectly, the only question is would she take the bait? 

I was next door naked with a huge hard-on watching Steve slowly work his hands down Carol's legs. He slowly massaged her calves, telling her how beautiful her legs were. He moved his hands up and down the backs of her lower thighs and knees, and I could see her legs trembling when Steve touched her thighs. The camera on Carols face showed her eyes were closed, her moth was open and her lips were starting to quiver. I could hear soft moans and gasps from my hidden microphone. Steve worked his hands further up the back of her thighs, and I saw a very slight, but distinct movement as Carol's thighs opened a little bit.

Steve "slipped" and spilled a little more oil on the edge of her towel and upper thighs, just near the bottom of her ass. He moved the towel up a little more, and began to rub the oil in, and then gradually moved his hands up and firmly squeezed her ass cheeks. His hands moved down between her legs, and instead of resistance her legs opened a little more. As he continued to glide his hands between her thighs, I knew he was getting close to her forbidden fruit. I was so hot watching her, I barely touched my cock and it exploded like I was 18 years old, shooting almost to the ceiling. 

Steve kept slowly moving his hands deeper and deeper, and Carol's moans were getting a little louder and her breathing was fast. Steve asked "Does this feel good?" 

Carol just moaned softly, "ooooh yes, yes."

Steve reached deeper between her thighs, and I knew he was touching her pussy. Carol began to moan louder, and her legs moved apart as she lifted her hips up to allow Steve better access. Steve's hands changed into a forward and backward movement, and I knew his fingers had penetrated the target and he was finger fucking her. Almost immediately Carol began lifting her hips higher, spreading her legs to allow better access for Steve, and her moans were faster and louder. I could now hear her through the hotel wall without the microphone. She exploded into a huge orgasm in less than a minute, crying out as she ground her pelvis down on Steve's fingers. 

Steve told her to roll over, and she flipped on her back without any thought of covering up with the towel. Steve's cock made a huge tent under his towel, but he stayed covered up, instead he moved his head between her legs and began to dip his tongue into her still quivering pussy. I know that Carol is capable of multiple orgasms, but I was stunned at how fast she was moving into her second cum, as she held her hands on the back of Steve's head. "Ooooh this feels soooo good" she cried. Suddenly Steve stopped and moved up to kiss her on the lips, and her arms immediately went around his neck in a passionate embrace. 

Steve dropped his towel and stood at the side of the bed, with his huge cock just inches from Carol's mouth. "You can touch it, please, go ahead Carol," Steve said, as he resumed rubbing her slippery slit with his middle finger. Carol was tentative as first, but slowly grabbed his cock and then began to lightly kiss and suck the tip. Steve buried two fingers in her dripping cunt, and Carol began to take more of him in her mouth. I was stunned because she rarely if ever likes to suck my cock, but now she was sucking Steve like it was her last meal. 

Steve pulled out of her mouth and quickly slipped on a condom. Carol just smiled and said "Hurry up, I want you inside of me." It was a complete surrender of her inhibitions, and she was begging to be fucked. Steve teased her just rubbing the head of his prick against her pussy lips, and she was grabbing his ass and begging him to put it in. Finally Steve slowly entered her, and Carol let out a groan that I could again hear through the walls. Steve again kissed her, slowly grinding hips together without any pumping motion. Carol began to buck her hips violently, and she screamed that she was cuming again. 

Steve kept pumping in and out, varying the pace and strokes while kissing her neck and ears. I couldn't believe his control, he was fucking her and loving it, but still showing no signs of climax. My Carol was getting the fuck of her life, as Steve got on his knees and began fast and deep thrusts, I could hear the headboard pounding against the well and the bedsprings bouncing. I shot another load watching, as Carol turned her head toward the camera. Her eyes were closed, her mouth opened, she was grunting and moaning with every breath. Carol raised her knees and wrapped her legs around Steve's ass, as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss rippled through her quivering body. Steve began to grunt and I knew he was getting ready to blow, and he finally let out a scream that once again came through the hotel walls as he pumped his jism inside my wife's drenched pussy. 

In the afterglow of their torrid passion, they lay together sweating from their workout, gently kissing and holding each other. Steve suggested they move to the shower. My cameras couldn't see in the bathroom, but I could hear plenty of giggling and laughing as they played and cleaned up in the shower. Finally they came out and back into view of my cameras. Steve got dressed, and Carol stood naked and threw her arms around him in a deep kiss. Steve took out a hundred dollar bill and left it on the dresser and said, "I can't expect you to pay for this massage, here is a rebate on the massage fee service your husband ordered." 

Steve kissed her again and left with a huge smile on his face, glad that my plan worked to perfection. I didn't know it at the time, but that "rebate" would play a big part in my "relucatant wife trap part 2", which I will post if feedback is good on this story.