12 comments/ 84214 views/ 17 favorites Wife's First Date By: bgdddy_2000 This story is fictional and does contain some bi-sexual mm content. The characters do not represent any person and for the purposes of this story, they are not practicing safe sex. Safe sex should always be practiced in real life. If you do not like this type of story, please pass it by. My wife Angie was called me at work on Friday afternoon. "Hi, honey. I'm planning on going out tonight", she said. "Are you going to have another girls' night out with your friends" I asked? "Not this time" she answered. "I'm going out with Tom, the guy I met a couple of weeks ago, remember?" "Yes, of course. I didn't know you had been talking to him". I knew exactly who she was talking about, and that thought caused my cock to get hard. She and two of her girl friends had gone out to celebrate her new boob job, and she came home with a guy who helped her break them in. "You don't mind, do you, baby? You said you wanted me to see other men. You wanted me to sleep with them. You wanted me to fuck them. You like your wife being a slut, don't you? Gawd, I feel turned on all the time since I got my new boobs. It seems all I think about is sex now". "I'll be out for a while this afternoon. I need to stop at Victoria's Secret, get my hair done and get a manicure 'n pedicure. So I may not be home until after you" I was jealous, excited and turned on all at once. I kind of babbled "OK. What time are you leaving tonight?" "He's picking me up here at 9. I should have time to get home, showered and ready. Be a dear and pick something up for us on your way home, will you?" "Yea, sure. You mean us like 3 of us?" "No silly. Just something for you and me. I don't want to go out on an empty stomach." I guess she wasn't going out to dinner. I went back to work, though I really can't recall what I did from that point on. My thoughts were totally consumed by my wife's impending date. I left work at 5 and picked up some carry out, Chinese, and headed home. I got home a little after 6 and my wife wasn't there. She finally showed up at about an hour later. Her dark brown hair was cut a little different than usual. Not a big change, but it did make her look a lot sexier. Her nails were deep red, a color she doesn't normally wear. As I set out dinner, I asked "So, where are you and Tom going tonight?" "We aren't actually going out, just over to his place for sex. I'm going to fuck him tonight, for as long as he can stay hard." I muttered something like "Oh fuck" as she continued. "I love his cock. I want to taste it as soon as I can. I want to suck him off first. I want to taste his hot cum, then he will last longer when he fucks me. I want to cum a dozen times before he fills me with his load" "You're going to fuck him bare, again? No condoms?" "That's why we waited 'til now. I told him he could fuck me bare again until he got tested. The first time we were drunk and that was a dumb thing to do. But, it turned out OK. So I told him to get tested. He did, so now I want to see if I can beat that Viagra commercial and keep him hard for more than 4 hours" "Gawd, honey, I don't think you've ever been this..... aggressive" 'You saw his cock. Isn't it fantastic? I bet you would like to suck it as much as I would." "No way!" I said. "But I will admit his cock looks like it belongs on a porn star" "It does, and I want that cock in me all night" Angie replied. After we ate, she showed me what she purchased. First was the bra. It was black sheer lace, made to show off as much as support. It certainly wouldn't cover anything. Next was a pair of skimpy boy type shorts, again, totally sheer black, like the bra. Next a pair of black patterned hose with a wide lace top, but not stay ups. To keep up her stockings, was a black lace garter belt in the same sexy design as her other lingerie. And finally, a pair of black patent leather shoes with 5" spike heels and a large strap above the ankle. There also was a black sheer shirt and skirt, meant to be beach cover-ups. My cock was hard just looking at this stuff. I could only imagine what it would look like on, but that would change in a few minutes. "Do you think his cock will get hard when he sees me in this outfit?" "He would have to be a dead man NOT to get hard. Fuck honey, this is the hottest stuff you have ever bought." "Well, I want to make an impression. I mean, I want him to know that I am here to fuck him till he can't get it up again", she said. "I have to get ready now, so go away." I went back to the living room and got a beer. I had told her of my fantasy of seeing her sexually involved with other men. This was way more than anything I had thought about. About an hour later she came walking out to the living room and I must have gasped a little. Fuck she looked hot. The sheer blouse and skirt didn't do much to hide her sexy lingerie, but the effect was to make her look like a fucking wet dream come to life. "Damn you look so fucking hot. I want to grab you, throw you on the floor and fuck you. He may rape you before you get to his car." "Good. That's the idea, isn't it? To have him want me, want him to fuck me all night? It's what you want, too. Right?" I looked at her for a moment. Is this what I wanted, really wanted. Then I noticed my cock was hard as a rock, so, yes, it was. "Yes, it is" I hissed. "Think I can get his cock to stay hard for 4 hours in this outfit?" "I think his cock will stay hard all night, but I don't think you will be in the outfit, at least not all of it", I said. "Well, that's my goal, 4 hours of good fucking. Any more is just a bonus. I'm so wet right now, I feel like I peed my panties. I need a drink. I'll be back in a sec." As luck would have it, 15 seconds after she walked into the kitchen, there was a knock on the door. I opened the door and a male model standing there, or so it looked like to me. "Damn, this guy is hot", I thought. "Hi, Angie asked me to pick her up here" he said. "Hi, yea, come in, she'll be back in a second." He was about 5'10", probably 170, dishwater blond with really blue eyes. He looked to be in great shape, with sharp cut facial features. Male model. From the kitchen, Angie said "Honey, if he really gets me hot tonight, I might give him my ass, too". He and I looked at each other, him smirking and me looking goofy or something, I don't know what. Angie let me fuck her ass a couple of times, at my urging. She really wasn't into it and told me after the last time that if I wanted her ass again, she would get mine in return. So that was the end of that, or so I thought. My wife was startled a bit when she walked into the room, but I think she knew he was here when the made the last comment. "Oh, hi Tom. You're looking good tonight". As Angie walked over, I notice that the sheer black top she had on was cut like a shirt, with collar and cuffs, but it had no buttons down the front. The center of her bra was visible, but her tits were "covered" by the shirt. Her nipples were plainly visible which made for an even more erotic look, if that were possible. Tom and I said nothing as she walked a few steps toward us, both of us in awe. She then walked over to Tom and kissed him, deeply and passionately. I could see her tongue slide into his mouth for a very wet kiss. "I guess we aren't going to a club, are we", said Tom as they broke their kiss. She placed his hand on her ass, with hers around his neck, looking into his eyes. "No, baby. We are going to your place and fuck". "Oh, shit", muttered Tom and I. "4 hours", purred Angie as she glanced at me. "What?" asked Tom. "I think I'll be gone about 4 hours or so, honey" she said, not looking at me. "Oh" said Tom They kissed again and Tom's hands were working her ass good this time. She broke the kiss and turned to me, with one arm around his neck and the other hand sliding down his chest, across his stomach to rest on his crotch. She slid her hand up and down his crotch and said "We have to get going, honey. I have to get this inside of me, soon". "Don't you need a jacket or a coat or something" I asked? My wife looked at Tom and asked "Do I"? "It's a warm night out and you look great like that, so, not for me you don't" said Tom. "Ok, let's go. See you later, baby" And, with that, my slutty looking wife picked up a small hand bag and walked out the door with her new lover. His hand was on her ass as she walked out to the car. As she walked, I could see that the air movement opened up the front of her blouse completely, to the point where it was sliding off her shoulders. She didn't try to hold it in place. He held the opened the car door for her, and she let her legs spread wide as she got in. Her tits and pussy on full display. Fuck. Then, as he turned to go to his side of the car, even from a distance I could make out his erection. Then, they were gone. I sat around for a while doing something, watching some sports I think, when the phone rang. It was Angie. "Hi" I said. There wasn't a reply and I was about to say something else when I heard Tom's voice in the background. "Gawd, can you suck cock, bitch. You like my cock, don't you, you fucking slut." I heard a kind of slurping sound then "Yes, I am a slut, a fucking married slut. And, I love your big hard cock in my mouth. I want it in my cunt, too, real soon." "Get that cock sucking mouth back on my cock, I'm going to cum. You've been sucking my cock in your mouth since we pulled out of the driveway, slut. Now you get what you've been after." There was some moaning, both male and female sounds. "Ummmmm. Ahhhhhhh, oh fuck. Bitch. Ummm my cock... gotta cum" Then "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawd, swallow my cuuuummm". Some panting, then the line went dead. I had evidently taken my cock out and was stroking, but I don't remember pulling it out. I just laid back and stared at the ceiling, visualizing what had just happened. The thought of her on her knees, sucking this handsome guy's big cock was extremely erotic. Damn, it got me hot thinking about it. I messed around for another hour or so, when the phone rang again. This time I didn't say anything as I answered the phone. "Ummmmm, your cock is sooo deep in my cunt, baby. I think it's inside my womb. Fuck me deep, hard... I want cock, cum, in me". "Your cunt is tight, slut. You aren't getting fucked enough are you?" "No, I need lots of big cocks, your cock, more cock, cock fuck, gawd. I'm gonna cum on it, cock, fuck me... gotta cum." This went on for another 5 minutes I guess, could have been a minute for all I know. Then, "Aaaahhhiiieeeeeeeeeeeee" screamed my wife as she came. I have made her cum many times, but she never screamed like that. I heard panting for a few seconds, then the line went dead again. I was again jacking off, and why I didn't cum, I don't know. Was she on top of him, riding his beautiful cock with her beautiful cunt? This was fucking amazing. A couple of hours later, lights flashed on the front windows. Looking out, I saw his headlights go out and his door open. He went around and let my wife out. Looking at her, she looked like she had a men's white shirt on now and heels, I couldn't see anything else, but she held a plastic grocery bag in her hand. She kissed him hard, then started walking to the door. As she did, she unbuttoned the shirt, and as she got to the door, she slipped it off her shoulders and handed it to Tom. She was completely naked at our front door, and the light was on. "Thanks for letting me use your shirt" she said, then kissed him again. She dropped her sack and started rubbing his cock through his pants. "Haven't you had enough cock yet" I thought. "Fuck me again, right now" she said. Tom just grunted, as he seemed to be mesmerized by her. I flipped off the light so they wouldn't get arrested, not that it made any difference to them. My wife bent over the side railing, and Tom slid his cock into her wet hole, not 3 feet from where I was watching. She look back at me through the window next the door and smiled a lustful smile. She saw my cock out and me stroking it. Tom didn't waste any time and started to slam his cock into my wife's cunt. After a few minutes of vigorous fucking, she said "Let's go inside, so you can finish me off." I opened the door to let them in, with my cock hanging out of my pants. Tom pulled his pants up a bit and entered behind my naked wife. His impressive organ was out and looking very erotic. "Strip now, if you want to watch more" Angie said to me as she went by. She headed straight for the back of the couch and bent over it, spreading her legs. Tom moved right in, lined his 9 inch cock up with her pussy, slamming his cock back into her, hardly missing a beat. I watched breathless as the gorgeous organs met. I stripped off my shirt and pants, my own 7 inch cock sticking straight out in front of me. This was far better than any xxx movie I had ever seen. This was the definition of pure lust, and I was getting totally caught up in the heat of the coupling. Angie looked at me between thrusts and said "Strip him for me, baby". I looked at her, then at him. My wife, asking me to strip the man who was fucking her. Strip him naked, like I was. He had an intense look on his face as he was focused with lust. As I walked toward him, I noticed how well developed he was. I knelt behind him and touched his right leg. He lifted his leg up and I pulled off his shoe and pant leg. Then, I did the same to his left leg and he was naked from the waist down. All this time his cock was still in my wife. I stood up behind him, put my feet outside of his and reached for the bottom of his polo shirt. He put his hands up as I pulled up his shirt, but never stopped his hips from slowly driving his cock into Angie. As he slowly stroked back out of Angie, my cock touched his ass. A jolt ran through my body, like an electric shock. My nostrils flared and lust shot through me. I felt I had just touched the essence of fucking. But either he didn't notice, or didn't care, and just stroked back in. So I continued pulling his shirt off. We touched again on the next stroke, and my cock got even harder. I leaned a little closer, sharing their erotic moment with this touching. I pulled off his shirt, and stopped to admire his back. He was tone and muscled, but not overly. I put my hands on his shoulders and slid them down his back, feeling the power that he was transferring into my wife. I moved to the side and watched as he continued his dominance over my wife. He grabbed her arms at the elbows and pulled her back almost getting her elbows to touch behind her back. Then, handfuls of her hair, pulling her head up. His hands around her neck, squeezing. On her shoulders pulling. Always changing, always driving, fucking, dominating my loving wife. My wife was having orgasm after orgasm. Each a little more intense. Fuck he was good. I was in a sexual trance, obsessed with this erotic play in front of me. As he reached for my wife's wrists, and pulled her arms back up and wide, I got behind him again, and this time slid my hands under his arms and put my hands on his chest. He drove his cock in deep as I press my body against his, my cock in the crack of his ass, my hands feeling his nipples. My wife screamed again as she came. As she came down, she could see what I was doing. "Lay back on the floor, baby" she told me. I released Tom and lay down as she asked. She pushed Tom back, then came over and straddled me on the floor, in a 69 position. "I want you to really see what fucking is, honey" she said. As she knelt there, Tom knew what to do. He knelt down and entered her again, right above my face. "Lick my clit, baby" As her mouth covered my cock, I didn't hesitate to start licking and sucking her clit. Automatically, I was licking his cock. I didn't take the time to think about this being the first cock I had ever touched with my tongue, there just wasn't time. It was pure sex. And I went with it. As he pulled back, I let his cock slide over my tongue, and again as he slid back in. He would pull out completely, and I would suck on Angie's clit, driving her higher again. Then that gorgeous cock would come back into view and disappear inside of her. As we progressed, he pulled out, adjusted his aim and slid his cock into my mouth. I suck him in. His cock was hot and smooth and hard and soft. I loved his texture, his sex. Then Tom was back into my wife's cunt. And my mouth, then cunt. Back and forth. My wife stopped sucking me as she rose again up to a huge climax. As Tom drove into her again, I sucked hard and bit at her clit. This drove her over the edge once again, and she screamed "Aaaaaaaaahiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeee" in orgasm. She flopped down on top of me, totally drained. She moved forward, but Tom and I stayed where we were. "You can finish off in his mouth" she said to Tom. She grabbed my cock and started jacking me as Tom put his cock back into my mouth. I put my hands on his ass and pulled him into my mouth. I wanted this cock that my wife so enjoyed. Sucking his cock, licking the crown with my tongue, enjoying the sensation. I was in another state. But I loved it. Tom picked up his pace, fucking my mouth as Angie jacked my cock. I was a raw nerve, on the edge, needing to cum. Tom had been fucking my wife for at least 30 minutes, and he was ready to cum, for the 5th time? Gawd. I wanted his cum. I felt warm lips wrap around my cock. This new sensation pushed me closer to the edge and caused me to suck harder on Tom. He was close, I was close, it would be soon. Things seemed to happen at once. I felt a finger slide into my ass causing me to intake and suck hard. Tom felt this and roared in orgasm filling my mouth with cum. His climax pushed me over the edge, and I exploded, releasing hours of sexual tension. My hips came off the floor as I released the torrent of sperm built up in my body. As I came back to earth, I saw Angie and Tom kissing deeply, sharing my cum. She then moved over to kiss me as deeply as she had kissed Tom. As my mouth was already full of cum, the taste of my own ejaculation was lost in the mix. We laid back on the floor, hugging each other as we came down. Tom got up, dressed and left us alone. "I hope you enjoyed this evening, honey" said Angie. "I am planning more, much more". I could only answer "Yes". Wife's First Date My wife, Lynne had excused herself from the bar where she and I had been talking with our new acquaintance, Mike. He was an interesting guy who we had met at a seminar we had all attended to keep up our continuing education requirements. Lynne is a nurse midwife, I am a nurse practitioner and our new friend Mike is a MD. We were lucky enough to live in the same town as the seminar. Mike however had driven in from Memphis and had booked a hotel room for an extra night to avoid the long drive home. We had enjoyed lunch with him and agreed to stay for a couple of drinks at hotel bar. "You're a lucky guy, Matt" Mike said moments after Lynne had excused herself. "How so?" I inquired. "To have a wife like Lynne," Mike continued, "not only is she intelligent, fun and interesting, she's very well endowed. Not at all like those stereotypical large breasted women who are shallow and silly." "Well I guess you are right, I suppose I've just grown to take her for granted." I confessed. "I would never take her for granted my friend; most guys would die to have what you have." Mike warned. "You know when we married her breasts were not anywhere as large as they are now." I said, the rum talking now. "I was never really a big breast guy, she had C's then and hers were the largest breasts I had ever seen in real life." "Man, I would give anything to spend an hour or so enjoying breasts like your wife has now, what are they, DD?" Mike said with a tone of sincerity. "Actually, I lost track a long time ago, I couldn't say for sure." I said with a shrug. "You really mean it; you would like to play with them for an hour?" Lynne has supersensitive breasts; it drives her insane to have them fondled. Over the years there had been pillow talk of her having both nipples sucked at once, but we had never had the opportunity to put the words into actions. Being hard working professionals with three children we had been "all work and no play" for more years than I cared to admit. "Are you kidding, I have been looking for someone like your Lynne for years! Like I said, you're a lucky guy." Mike said with an honest smile. "Well, how would you like to spend some time with Lynne?" I explored. "Are you serious?" Mike said with one eyebrow raised. "Well, why not? As long as that is where it stops, we are monogamous and I would not want you to think it was going to be anything more than a bit of good clean fun. Remember what they said in the breakout session about breast cancer, we all have to do our part! We'll just consider it an intense breast exam!" I chuckled. "It's been years since I played doctor!" Mike laughed along with me. It was then that Lynne made her way back from the power room. "What are you guys laughing about?" Lynne said as she placed her right hand on my left shoulder and her left hand on his back." I couldn't help but notice her breast touch his arm as she positioned herself between us." "Honestly, we were talking about the role of breast exams in cancer prevention." I said trying to keep a straight face. "I'm sure you guys found an amusing aspect to that." Lynne looked disappointed that we were making light of such a serious issue. "Hey guys, I know you're driving home; I would hate to see anything happen to either of you because you stayed to have a couple drinks with me. How about we go to my room and talk for a while than grab a bite to eat, my treat." Mike offered. "What do you think Hubbie?" Lynne said. After years of marriage I could tell she wanted to spend more time with Mike. "I do not want to drink and drive, that's for sure, and I never turn down a free meal." I smiled. We went up to his room. It was very nice. Not only did it have a king sized bed, but it had a love seat and a chair. I made a point of sitting in the chair with the clear message that I intended Lynne and Mike to end up next to each other. We spent some time with small talk about how nice the room was and what a good view of Chattanooga it offered. "Lynne, Mike thinks I am a lucky man to be married to such an attractive and intelligent wife." I finally changed the subject. "Really Mike? What a sweet thing to say!" Lynne smiled "I could just kiss you for that!" "Don't hold back on my account." I said. In an instant Lynne moved towards Mike. Instead of going for his cheek, she planted a kiss square on his lips. It did not last for more than a moment or two, and there was absolutely no tongue involvement, but it was for real a kiss. Lynne and I had been to a couple strip clubs and she had kissed more than one stripper in front of me, but I had never seen her kiss another man before. She pulled back leaving Mike and I both a little stunned. "Wow, thanks, that was a wonderful kiss." Mike said. "Just thought you deserved a reward for reminding my husband that he is a lucky man." Lynne said while she was looking straight at me. "Yeah, Mike said that I was lucky because many men would love to be with a woman with large natural breasts." I revealed more of the conversation. "Really, Mike, you like my breasts?" Lynne said, glancing over to him. "I have always admired woman with large breasts." Mike said without avoiding her eye contact. "Matt seems to take them for granted lately" She said, still looking at Mike. "I think honesty should be rewarded." She continued as she once again moved towards him and again kissed him. This time the kiss was more passionate, this time she parted her lips, just enough to invite him in. Taking the opportunity his tongue entered her mouth as the kiss continued for what seemed to be an eternity. Again she pulled back. "Would you like to touch them?" Lynne said with an inviting smile. Without waiting for him to answer she reached out and took his hand and guided it to her still cloth covered mounds. As he started to massage her through her shirt and bra, she again moved in towards him and engaged him in a kiss. There I sat, like a younger brother watching his sister make out with her boyfriend. Butterflies gathered in my stomach as I watched this surreal event unfold before my eyes. A quick kiss with a stripper was one thing, a full blown make out session with an out of town doctor was quite another. Pillow talk about sharing her with ghostly imaginary figure in the midst of passion was one thing, sitting 6 feet away without touching her was qualitatively a different experience. The butterflies turned to knots as the moment turned to an extended period of time, which while it seems to be forever was most likely closer to less than 5 minutes. Finally, she once again pulled away. "Did you enjoy them?" She asked Mike. "Very much so!" Was his simple reply. "Did you enjoy the show?" My wife asked. It was a moment or two before I answered. My pause allowed time for me to process the various answers. As my answer was not immediately forthcoming, she posed a second question. "Would you like to be involved?" I answered an honest "Yes." "Good, Then why are you just sitting there? Come over here." She now took control of me as well. This was strange as her control had always been passive and indirect in our lovemaking. While for years she had been in charge and in control, she had never "taken" obvious, explicit charge of any love making situation. I stood and walked the short distance to the couch. As I moved next to her, she lifted both her arms and said "Take off my blouse!" I did as she instructed. This blouse could have easily been removed by her; Mike had been closer and obviously could have slipped it off her, or moved his hands under it; but she made me do it. She was not wearing one of her heavy duty work bras, but rather a bra which had a shear see through cup. This somewhat surprised me, I had not recalled seeing her in that bra when she had dressed in the morning. "Unsnap my bra, Matt" she said to me while looking at Mike. I unsnapped the bra and her breasts relaxed. "Do you like real breasts, Mike?" said she looking for some reassurance before she unveiled herself fully to him. "I like them more than anything else in the world." Mike said in a soft loving tone. Once again she moved towards him, "go sit down." She said to me as she relaxed her shoulders allowing her bra to fall off her. With a flick of her wrist she tossed her bra over to my lap as soon as I sat down. Once again my emotions turned on themselves. On one hand there was the bitter disappointment of being dismissed just when I thought I would share in their sex play. While my chest tightened with frustration and jealousy, my penis slowly engorged with blood resulting in a semi-erection. I watched as his hands pressed into her breast flesh, her eyes closed and she pressed her lips even harder against his. His fingers moved to manipulate her now hard nipples. Again, time warped and slowed as every movement of his hands seemed to last for an eternity. She was now pressed so closely to him that I could see only a fraction of her naked breasts as her arms obscured what little view there was to be seen. Suddenly she pulled away from him, supporting her breasts with her right arm; she reached to him with her left and pulled him up off the couch and moved toward the king sized bed. She lay down on the bed and then pulled him down next to her. I had turned in the chair, following their movements. Now I watched from a distance as he was now in a position to move his mouth to her breast. From my vantage point I could only see the back of his head as it moved while his mouth worked it's magic on her areola and nipple. "Hubbie, come here, I need you." Lynne called out to me from the bed in a soft voice. As I approached she patted the side of the bed. I moved next to her and she pulled my face to her breast. I needed no instruction and was nearly to her nipple when she said "Hubbie, lick my nipple." From my new position I could see exactly what his tongue was doing. I copied his movements exactly. Lynne's body slowly moved between us. Her dress pants were still on her, causing no end of frustration. She had already endured more nipple play than she usually did before she reached her hand between her legs to stroke her clitoris. "I, I need my pants off." She said. With that Mike and I both stopped our oral massage and tugged on a leg as she lifted her bottom and allowed the pants to slip off. She moved to slip her hands inside the waistband of her panties and slipped them off. We once again lay along each side of her as she cupped her mons pubis and pushed ever so softly. With our position we had the choice to either watch each other's movements, or close our eyes; he chose the latter, I the former. Once again, she spoke. "Ok guys, enough, enough, this is so unfair, let's see what you have." With that she removed Mike's shirt, then his pants, and finally she pulled his boxers off, releasing his fully erect penis. There was plenty of light in the room to reveal his member. It was easily 7 1/2" long and its girth was clearly more than a toilet paper tube, it had a uniform peach color and stood straight out from his firm body. "Oh my god" Lynne gasped "it is gorgeous!" She reached her hand out and clutched it, slowly moving her hand over his silky skin. "What are you waiting for Hubbie, take off your clothes." She was making me undress myself in front of this nearly perfect stranger, who both she and I knew was vastly better endowed than I. She continued to manipulate Mike's cock, while he stood next to the bed. She had moved from her position in the middle of the bed to his side and was now sitting with her back to the headboard and her feet drawn up to her chest, this position placed his penis directly in front of his face. She looked first at his cock, then up to his eyes, then over to me and once again instructed me to get undressed. Her tone betrayed her intolerance of my hesitation. As I removed my briefs, I moved my hands to hide my nakedness. She moved her eyes from me to Mike, "he's a little bit shy I guess. Your cock is so much larger than his! Have you guys had as much fun as I have?" Lynne looked straight in my eyes as she asked this question. "I could not have enjoyed myself more!" Mike said. "Thank you dear for a great afternoon." I said halfheartedly. While I had long fantasized about this even, the experience was much more intense that I had expected. I had thought it would be exciting in a very erotic way; it had been much more emotional. It was exciting, but somewhat overwhelming and my embarrassment with my own dick being obviously much smaller than his only potentiated the emotions. The embarrassment quickly led to the blood emptying from the cavernous bodies which had produced only the slightest engorgement. The result was my modest 5 ½" erection giving way to my flaccid 2" dick. Lynne once again looked into the eyes of the doctor, who was closer to her 42 years than he was my 50. I judged him to be around 37 years old from what he had said about his training and career. She leaned into him and kissed the head of his penis. It responded with a clear twitch. Lynne giggled like a school girl and kissed it again, resulting in more movement. She then slipped the whole head of his cock into her moist mouth. After a couple moments, she withdrew her mouth and exclaimed "it's too big to get all the way into my mouth." She licked it a few times, this too cause his cock to jump with joy. "I need to be fucked, I am so wet, I cannot stand this." She said gazing up into his eyes. "Anybody up to the job?" she said as she turned her head over to me. "What happened to your hard-on hubby? I need to be fucked, you're my husband, so I offer myself to you, if you can get it up, I will get it off. Or maybe you do not want to fuck me, is that why your dick is soft? I'm all wet, and Mike is rock hard, I guess this is not as exciting for you as it is for us." I stood there dumbfounded; I had never heard her be so bold. I did not move. "Well Hubbie, I'll take your just standing there all soft to mean you want us to fuck. Go set in the chair." With that she pulled Mike to the bed and rolled over on her back as he mounted her. "Take it slow; it's been a long time since I have been with a guy as big as you. Ohhhh, yesss, you are so big, you are filling me up so much." I could see as he finished inserting himself into her and start to thrust with a steady pace. Her ass moved beneath him and she moaned with pleasure as he continued to fuck her. As she moaned and moved, once gain my cock engorged, but this time it was fully flooded with excitement and stretched to its full length. My erections normally last for several minutes, especially if I am jerking off; but not today. I heard Lynne scream in a violent orgasm and my jizz burst out with such force that I had not seen in over two decades. Lynne gasped for air as Mike picked up his pace in an almost staccato rhythm. Lynne came three more times in rapid succession before Mike shot his load into her and collapsed on top of her. Once again they kissed deeply. They rolled over and Lynne went down on him resurrecting his erection. "Hubbie come here!" She directed. "Go wash you dirty dick." I did as she said and once near her, she pulled Mike off the bed before she laid me on the bed. She bent over the side of the bed and without being told Mike moved behind her and once more entered her vagina. As he fucked her from behind, she sucked my cock until it hardened again. Next she said, "Sit at the head of the bed." After I readjusted myself, she told Mike to stop and lay with his head at the foot of the bed. She mounted him in a reverse cowboy and fucked him slowly as she faced me. "Play with your cock." Her wanton eyes watched as I once again jerked off. She played with her tits and rocked on his member. I could clearly see how he stretched her out. "Do not cum" she commanded me. "Kiss me" I got on my knees and kissed her as she rocked on his cock. I could smell the cock on her breath as she kissed me. Finally she placed her hands on my shoulders and let out a gasp as she came again. She pulled off him and lay on the bed. "Cum on my tits" she said to him. He finished with his hands spewing his juice all over her tits. She rubbed his cum on her tits and stomach; she then got up and once again led him by the hand, this time to the bathroom. The door shut and I heard it latch before the water came on. Before the door opened, Lynne called out "get dressed and bring the car around and wait for me." I waited over an hour before she got to the car. They had dined without me. I do not know what happened in the shower or how long it took them to get dressed, or if they had a quick salad or a full dinner. Lynne smiled the whole way home, we have not talked about the events of that day and Mike occasionally calls and emails. When I ask Lynne about getting together with Mike again, she says "we will just have to see what happens!"