93 comments/ 117586 views/ 115 favorites A Terrible Mistake By: callmesparky I am writing this for someone I met on Literotica at his request. I'm sure it will piss some people off, but that's the way it goes. ***** Brittany, my wife, and I had talked about it many times, especially before and during sex, which by the way has always been incredibly good. We'd talked about the idea of me watching while she had sex with another man. It was a fantasy and it turned me on to the point that when we played out the fantasy, me pretending to be the other man and Brit acting the part of the reluctant wife giving in to keep her husband happy, our sex became even better, hotter, more intense. Almost always after we cooled off my gorgeous wife would ask me, "this is just a fantasy right? You wouldn't really ask me to have sex with another man while you watched us?" Of course I told her "No Brit, just a fantasy." which was a lie. Like a number of husbands, the idea of watching the woman I love lying naked beneath another man, panting and moaning while he filled her pussy with his cock, becoming one with the woman who swore her body belonged only to me, was a weird, but complete turn on. Still it remained only a fantasy that occasionally charged our intimate moments. Once in a while I would ask Brit if she would ever consider doing such a thing, but her answer was always the same, "absolutely not." To my beautiful wife, fantasizing about it and actually doing it were two completely different things, light years apart. My wife Brittany is a stone fox, 5'7", beautiful, long brown hair and dark eyes. My name is Jess Reed, I'm a self employed attorney specializing in business law. I'm considered an attractive man, 6 foot, black hair graying at the temples. She's 34, I'm 36. We've been married 9 years and without a doubt they have been the best years of my life. We have a number of close friends and spend a great deal of time with them socially, going out to dinner, concerts and weekend trips to the coast or the mountains to ski. Probably my best friend was Tyler O'Neal, a good looking single guy a little shorter than me, a little stockier with a darker complexion. Tyler and I played a lot of golf together and after a few beers he would often ask, "How the hell did you manage to land a beauty like Brittany, she is one hot babe?" I would laugh it off and tell him that she was the lucky one to land me, but of course we both knew it was the other way around. I could tell by the way Tyler's eyes followed my wife around when we were together that he would give just about anything to get into her pants. He wasn't the only guy who felt that way, but he was the only guy I felt like I could trust to fulfill my fantasy. For several months I thought about trying to talk Brit into giving in just once, but couldn't get to the point where I actually did it. I even mentioned Tyler to her once in awhile just to test her reaction. She always laughed it off, telling me that Tyler was a great guy, but she simply wasn't interested in letting him or any guy other than her husband fuck her. I was discouraged, but not beaten and then an idea came to me and I began to hatch a plot. A plot I hoped would lead to Tyler and my beautiful wife Brittany lying naked on my bed having sex while I watched. I started dropping hints to Tyler when we were together. He would make one of his comments about how I was the luckiest guy in the world to have such a hot wife and I would tell him, "You have no idea how lucky I am, she is the greatest lover you can imagine". He would groan and tell me to stop killing him, but I kept it up, letting him know how active a partner she was when we were having sex. The sounds she made, the way she moved beneath me. I totally drove him crazy until one day I figured I'd primed the pump enough and told him about my fantasy. He seemed excited at the prospect and asked me what Brittany thought of the idea and I told him, "not much", but I wanted to set something up to see if it would work. Tyler looked at me like I was insane, but jumped in with both feet. My fantasy was to watch my wife being fucked by another man and his fantasy was to fuck my wife, a perfect match. That night I told Brittany that I had invited Tyler over for dinner Friday night and I hoped she didn't mind. She gave me an odd look, since I'd never done that before, but said "sure, Friday night is fine." Then she asked me if Tyler was bringing a date or coming by himself? "By himself" I told her, trying hard not to look or act guilty. She nodded her head, gave me another funny look and dropped the subject. For the next few days Brittany would ask me things like "What time is Tyler coming over? What would I like for dinner?" and then the question I knew she really wanted to ask, had to ask. "Jess, this isn't about your fantasy is it? You're not inviting Tyler over because you think you can talk me into having sex with him are you?" "No Brit, of course not, he's my best friend." "I know he is" she said, "but I know what your fantasy is all about and I've also seen the way he looks at me. He wants to get in my pants and he'd be there right now if I'd let him" "I know he would, I've seen him look at you too" I told her, "Sure, he thanks you are beautiful and hot. Brit, every man who looks at you wants to get in your pants." "Does he ever talk about me?" "Sure, he says he thinks you're hot and he thinks I'm the luckiest man on earth to have you." "Is that all? Has he ever come right out and told you he wants to have sex with me?" "No, he's never mentioned that, I just know from how he looks at you that he would give anything to fuck you in your sweet pussy just once. Anyway, isn't it kind of flattering to know that a man besides your husband wants your beautiful body, especially a good looking man like Tyler?" "I'm a lot more than just a wet piece of meat Jess, but it is a little flattering I guess in a way. What's weird though is that it gives me a strange feeling down in the bottom of my stomach knowing even though he's your best friend he would fuck me in a heartbeat if I'd let him." "See?" I told her. "Just remember Jess, Friday night is dinner only, nothing else, none of your tricks." She put her hands around my neck, looked me in the eyes and said, "Your best friend is not going to fuck me Jess." "I know baby, just dinner, nothing else." Tyler arrived around 7 that Friday night and he and I sat in the living room and drank a few beers. Dinner was in the oven and Brittany was upstairs. "Do you think she'll go for it?" Tyler asked me. "I don't know" I told him, but we're about to find out. When Brittany came down the stairs and made her appearance, Tyler and I were both stunned. She was wearing 5 inch spiked black heels and a simple black dress that I'd never seen before. It came down to six or seven inches above her knees, just barely covering her panties. It hugged her perfect ass and the bodice formed a spectacular dip between her breasts, showing just enough cleavage to whet any man's appetite. "Wow Brittany, you look great!" Tyler told her. "Thank you kind sir". Then she came to me and gave me a kiss. "Nice dress baby." She smiled and whispered, "Don't get any ideas. I'm dressed like this for you, not for Tyler" "Dinner is ready" she announced. During dinner we shared lots of friendly banter and a couple of bottles of wine and afterwards settled in the living room with a warm brandy for each of us. "Great dinner" Tyler told her "Jess is a very lucky man to have a gorgeous wife that can cook too." "Why don't we put on some music and dance?" I said and went to the stereo and put on some slow, romantic stuff. Brittany knew that I seldom wanted to dance and gave me an odd, cautious look and as I took her hand and guided her into a slow dance, our bodies pressed together she whispered in my ear, "No Bob, no tricks, Tyler's not getting this girl tonight". I thought to myself, "want to bet?" Tyler watched the two of us moving slowly, pressed against each other and I could read the lust in his eyes. Brittany put her lips to my ear. "I don't want Tyler to fuck me Jess. Remember that. Please don't try to push me into doing it and don't make Tyler crazy so he ends up raping me." "Come on Brit, you know I would never let anyone hurt you. I know you don't want to fuck him, but just dance with him that's all, make him feel a little good holding a beautiful girl in his arms." Another song came on and I said, "Here Tyler, you dance with her while I freshen our drinks." I pulled her by the hand and led her to him. She was reluctant to let go of me, but Tyler took her hand from mine and began dancing with her. I went to the kitchen and got the bottle of brandy and by the time I got back to the living room Tyler had managed to pull Brittany close and they were dancing slowly, their bodies pressed together. I saw him whisper something in her ear, she looked shocked, then smiled, whispered back and leaned her head demurely against his shoulder. I filled all our glasses and sipped my brandy and watched Tyler manage to work his thigh between my wife's legs, applying pressure to her crotch. It was fascinating watching Brittany tighten her legs, trying to keep his thigh away from her most private area. I heard her tell him "no Tyler." And his reply, "Yes Brittany" and though she resisted him, little by little Tyler coerced her into opening her stance, spreading her gorgeous legs apart just enough to accomplish the task. When Brittany finally felt his thigh press into her pubic area she got a strange look on her face. She told him, "Tyler, I mean it" and placed her hand against his chest and started to push him away, but Tyler pressed into her even harder and told her, "I mean it too Brittany". She frowned at him and looked into his eyes meaning to tell him to back off, but she saw something there in the way he looked at her that made her pause and obviously change her mind. Maybe she saw his determination to bend her to his will, or overwhelming lust for her or his need to take her or just how much he really wanted her, but whatever she saw caused her to stop pushing against his chest and slowly move her hand back to his shoulder. It was right then, that very second, some very intimate, silent message passed between them causing Brittany to look confused and like someone pressed a button, without saying a word to each other, they both stopped dancing. Tyler stepped into her applying even more pressure with his thigh to my wife's nether region and Brittany noticeably pushed her crotch back against him. Their joint movements caused Brittany's short dress to ride up so that Tyler's thigh was now pushing directly on the crotch of Brittany's panties. Again she looked shocked at how intimate things had suddenly gotten and she said "Tyler I can't" and pulled back for a few seconds. Tyler had other thoughts and told her, "yes Brit, I think you can, I think you want too" and pulled her back against him, his thigh once more pressed tightly against the crotch of her panties. Brittany closed her eyes and her face looked flush, but she again started to push against him and I could tell by the look on her face that she was rubbing her clit against my best friend's thigh. Strangely it bothered me more than I thought it would. The whole scene looked like a remake of Dirty Dancing. They stayed like that for several minutes, just pushing against each other, taking tiny steps into each other, not even attempting to match the rhythm of the music. It sort of looked like they were stumbling into each other. If it hadn't been so sensual and erotic, it would almost have been funny. Suddenly the sexual tension in the room was palpable, Tyler was sliding his thigh against my wife's groin area and Brittany sliding her crotch against his thigh. I knew Brittany's vagina was already lubricating profusely since it never took more than a little stimulation from me to get her wet and ready. I so wished I could walk up behind her, run my hand up under her dress, pull the crotch of her panties aside and finger her. Occasionally Brittany would look at Tyler's face and then she would glance at me, a kind of faraway look in her eyes as if she were saying, "Don't you see how dangerous this is Jess, I don't even know what I'm doing." I watched Brittany's face take on a red glow of embarrassment and excitement which added to her growing confusion, so I decided the time was right to stir the pot a little. I cut in on them saying "OK big guy, my turn." I moved between them and assumed a similar position with Brittany, holding her close, whispering in her ear. "That was cozy, you looked like you were having fun". Her green eyes met mine and cut through me like a knife, "Jess, he wants to fuck me." She told me in a soft but tense voice. "Is that what he whispered to you?" "Yes, he said he's wanted me from the first time he saw me." "What did you tell him?" "That I love my husband." "And his reply?" "He said you told him he could fuck me. All I had to do is open my legs for him and let him take me" "How did you respond?" Her eyes burned into mine again, "I told him, I had to think about it, but we'd see" "How do you feel inside?" "Confused, excited, scared, maybe a little angry. I feel like you and Tyler are pulling me into some kind of steamy sexual vortex and I can't seem to stop it from happening. Tyler wants to fuck me, you want him to fuck me" "And how do you feel, do you want Tyler to fuck you Brit?" "I don't know Jess, it's tempting, so maybe, yes, NO, I guess, probably, I don't know." "Do you think it would feel good?" "He wants me so bad I think he'd fuck my lights out Jess so yes, I'm sure it would feel really good, dangerously good." Figuring she was almost there, I kissed her and said, "Your turn Tyler" and watched as my best friend took my wife into his arms and pulled her without resistance into the same stance they were in when I interrupted them earlier. Brittany didn't fight his advances this time and she automatically opened her stance and allowed Tyler's thigh to press tightly between her legs again, once more he applied pressure to my wife's groin region and when she felt it she looked at me and mouthed, "Do you seewhat's happening here, how he's making me feel. I want to feel him inside me Jess, I don't think I can stop myself." I gave her some kind of quirky look and shrugged my shoulders and watched, mesmerized, as they began to press their bodies as tightly together as they could get them. At one point Brittany let Tyler Pull the hem of her dress up to her waist where she helped by holding it in place, kicked off her high heels and stood on her tiptoes a few times sliding the crotch of her panties down Tyler's leg. They weren't even attempting to dance anymore; he was just dry fucking my wife with his thigh and she was helping him. Tyler's hands moved down her back to Brittany's ass cheeks, he squeezed them and pulled her tightly against him. Brittany tucked the hem of her dress into the belt at her waist to get it out of their way, locked her hands around Tyler's neck turned her face so it was resting under his chin, her eyes closed. She appeared to be trembling slightly. He whispered in her ear and I saw her head jerk in response, a spasmodic little nod of shocked understanding and she whispered back to him. Then she turned her face to me and mouthed the words, "He just told me he's going to fuck me." And I mouthed back to her, "what did you say?" she looked at me with a mixture of sorrow and fear in her eyes and said "I told him, yes Tyler, I know you are." That was the message I'd been waiting for. I went to them and touched Brittany's shoulder lightly and spoke softly to her, "Brit, I think you two have made your decision and you want to fuck. You can go upstairs and wait for us in the bedroom, I want to talk with Tyler for a minute before the two of you.. you know..before it happens. We'll come up to you in a minute." She stared shyly at Tyler for several seconds looking for all the world like an 18-year-old girl, memorizing the face of the man she knows in a few minutes is going to be inside her body fucking her, then she looked at me, her eyes slightly glazed over. She started to say "I'm not sure what to, how to, I've never..., changed her mind, nodded a slight "ok", pulled the hem of her dress out of her belt and let it fall, picked up her heels and without another word, turned and walked slowly up the stairs. "Are you sure she's going to let me have her?" "Oh yeah, she is. If she was going to back out she would have done it right then. She did what I asked her to do and went to the bedroom so yes, you're going to fuck her. Be gentle with her Tyler, this is a totally new experience for her. She's never been with another man and she's scared and confused. I think she feels like I've betrayed her, but you did your job, she's turned on. I know her so well, you've got her wet and ready. She wants to be with you now, she's just afraid of what the consequences are going to be when she lets you take her. Her lack of experience with other men comes out when she gets like this. This isn't her idea, it's mine. She fought me over it for a long time before she finally gave in just now. Once you're inside her, fucking her, she'll be ok. She will be very emotional about it. Sex isn't a recreational sport to her, she takes the act of giving herself to a man very seriously so treat her like the lady she is. She knows my cock and she's used to it. No one else has ever been inside her gorgeous body, ever, just me. She's going to make you feel things you've never dreamed of" "Jess, why are you letting me do this?" "I don't really know, I guess I'm crazy. Oh and one more thing, don't cum inside her, leave your sperm on her stomach, or her tits, but not inside her, the inside of my wife's vagina is strictly mine where sperm is concerned". He nodded and we shook hands and without another word we went up the stairs to my wife. Brittany was standing next to the bed, nervously watching us as we came into the room, her eyes were larger than normal. She was scared and she didn't know what she was supposed to do. She'd had sex with me a thousand times, but this was different, this was someone new, her husband's best friend who was going to fuck her, while her husband watched. She'd never faced anything like this before. She'd set her shoes on the dresser, but made no other preparations for sex. She looked beautiful, but her face was pale and her eyes showed fear. I got the feeling she would like to bolt and run. She looked around the room like she was somewhat bewildered, like a lost young woman knowing she was about to lose her virginity and not prepared for it, wanting someone to save her or at least guide her through the life changing moment. I held her shoulders and kissed her forehead and she whispered to me, "Jess are you sure about this, it could really change us?" "Do you want him to take you Brit?" Again she shyly peaked around me to look at Tyler, looked back at me, closed her eyes and nodded her head 'yes'. I kissed her head again, turned on a lamp by the bed and switched off the overhead light, casting a soft, intimate glow over the scene. While Brittany and Tyler stood looking at each other like shy teenagers, the full emotional impact of what they were seconds away from sharing together washed over them, two people who hardly know each other about to merge their bodies into one. I pulled a chair away from the wall and placed it beside the bed. Brittany's eyes followed my movements. "Is that where you're going to watch us do this?" she asked quietly. Not trusting my voice I nodded yes and waited. A Terrible Mistake Tyler glanced at me then turned to Brittany and moved to her. He placed his hands on her shoulders and kissed her cheek. Brittany closed her eyes and we all just stood there, waiting for some kind of signal to start. Finally I cleared my throat and said in a raspy voice, "Brit, are you ready to do this with Tyler?" My words hit her like a hammer. She looked at me for a few seconds, a strange look on her face, then she turned to stare at Tyler and said softly, "please be gentle with me till I get used to you." "I will." he told her. "Thank you" she told him and she closed her eyes, gave a tiny nod and said "I'm ready." I suddenly had a strange lump in my throat, but managed to say. "Ok Tyler, Brittany's ready for you, go ahead." I saw Brittany lower her chin to her chest in resignation, the final act of acceptance, acknowledging that her husband's best friend was now going to put himself inside her and possess her body in the most intimate way possible and while she and Tyler were in the throes of their passion, her husband would watch her fucking another man. Tyler used his hand to lift Brittany's chin and her eyes opened and met his gaze. She looked scared. "I'm not going to hurt you Brit" he told her softly. "We're going to make love. I've wanted to fuck you from the first second I met you." "I know, I could tell, I could always tell. Sometimes the way you looked at me made me wet" she told him and she glanced at me, but Tyler pulled her face back to him. "Focus on me Brit, focus on us, just you and me. There's no one else here and nothing else matters, just the two of us, joining our bodies, moving together. You won't believe how good my cock is going to fit inside you." "I know it will Tyler. You're going to be a perfect fit...inside me." "We're a team now Brit, you and me." Her eyes were closed again, but a tiny smile tugged at the corners of her mouth and she said, "Ok teammate" While he talked to her he reached behind her back, found the zipper on her dress and began to pull it down. The soft purr of it opening sounded erotic to me and I felt my cock getting harder. Brittany seemed transfixed by the moment, caught up in an aura of romance and sexual tension, her eyes flashed open and locked on his, they were filled with fear and excitement. Tyler slipped the shoulder straps of her simple black dress down and off her arms revealing the lacy white bra that covered her breasts. "Beautiful" he whispered and another brief weak smile tugged at the corners of her mouth then vanished. "I'm not very good at undressing girls" he told her. "Do I push it down over your hips or lift it up over your head?" Brittany gave a small giggle and shook her head side to side. "Helpless men, don't know how to undress a girl. Just push it down Tyler, I'll step out of it" she told him, her voice so soft I could hardly make out her words. Tyler bent down and took both sides of the dress at her waist and pushed down while Brittany gently moved her hips side to side a couple of times to help shake it free. It fell to the floor, she put one hand on his shoulder to steady herself and stepped out of it. Her white lace panties matched her bra and in the back of my mind I noted that along with her black dress and shoes were new since I'd never seen them before. I moved beside Brittany for a moment and retrieved her dress from the floor and placed it on the dresser out of harm's way. As I returned to stand behind my chair I realized that I had become invisible to her. I was beside Brittany, gathering her dress and she never once noticed me, her attention was completely focused on the man standing in front of her who she knew was going to fuck her. As Tyler looked her over from head to toe, paying most attention to her bra and panties, Brittany began to tremble slightly. Tyler noticed it too and asked her if she was cold? "No," she managed to tell him, "nervous..is all. I've never done anything like this before" "Don't be nervous Brit. You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen and I can't believe you're giving yourself to me" he glanced at me with heated eyes, "at least for a little while." Brittany surprised me by pulling his chin, bringing his eyes back to her. "I'm here Tyler, focus on me and how good it's going to feel when you're deep inside me." That part stung when I heard it, the first of many stings to come. In the back of my mind a voice echoed, "What have you done?" knowing by the way my wife was looking at Tyler that it was too late to call the whole thing off. She was in heat and only Tyler's cock buried deep in her cunt could put out her flames. I had taken the lid off Pandora's Box and I didn't know if I could ever put it back on. Brittany stood like a statue, her arms at her side while Tyler ran the palms of his hands down her arms then on her shoulders and finally he touched her breasts through her bra, squeezing them gently, causing Brittany's to close her eyes and moan softly. "I want you Brittany" he told her. She opened her eyes and stared into his, "I know you do Tyler and you're going to have me. I'm here Tyler, I'm not going anywhere till we've done what we need to do with each other, till you've made me yours." His arms went around her and her hands clutched behind his neck and their mouths came together for the first time in a passionate kiss that deepened and deepened with the two of them pulling at each other pressing their bodies as tightly together as they could get them. Brittany lifted her right leg against Tyler's thigh so she could rub her crotch against him, leaving a damp spot on his pants leg. There they were, my wife and best friend grinding their bodies together in a frantic effort to satisfy their lust to merge together as one. As their bodies pushed together Tyler reached behind Brittany and unfastened the snap holding her bra in place and pulled it free from between them. Tyler pulled back from their kiss and saw my wife's naked breasts, small but beautiful, her nipples were hard. "They're not very big" she said shyly. "They are absolutely perfect" he told her. Without hesitation he took her left breast in his mouth, sucking and pulling on it with his lips, licking her nipple, making Brittany say "yes, oh please" Then he took her right breast in his mouth and gave it the same treatment. Brittany placed her hands on Tyler's head to steady herself as he worked his way down her body, kissing her stomach, her navel and then her panties, kissing her lower and lower until he planted his lips on her sex, covered only by the silk of her underwear. He was on his knees now in front of her and he leaned back and looked in her eyes. I realized then they were totally connected, on the same sexual page, anticipating every new sensation they knew they would soon be receiving from each other, emotionally they had already become one. All they needed for absolute completion was the insertion of Tyler's cock into Brittany's vagina. Tyler didn't need to tell my wife what his next move was going to be, she sensed it and already knew. It was as if an invisible dome had formed around them. Tyler could mentally feel his cock sinking into Brittany's hot cunt and Brittany could mentally feel Tyler's thick meat filling her vagina, stretching her, reaching deep inside her, probing her sacred area, fucking her, though they both knew the real thing, when it happened would be much more intense than their imaginations could ever conjure up. Their emotions had gone far beyond just the need to fuck, what they were doing, what they were feeling was intensely romantic. Tyler was courting her, making her want him more and more. As they stared into each other's eyes Tyler placed his thumbs inside the elastic waistband of Brittany's panties and pulled them down, off her sex, letting them drop to the floor. He looked up at her as if seeking approval and my stomach flip-flopped when she smiled down at him and stepped free of them, pushing them to the side. My wife was naked in front of my best friend. Her silky brown pubes were trimmed much more closely than I'd ever seen them before, leaving her beautiful cunt slit visible. In my mind I thought, "trimmed pubes, new bra, panties and dress. Had Brittany anticipated this happening and prepared herself?" As I looked at her perfect slit, I thought, "That's my cunt slit, my personal property, but it wasn't me now pressing my mouth against her vagina, sticking my tongue between her outer lips, licking her clit, causing her to gasp and lean back against the bed. It wasn't my tongue tasting her salty nectar, probing her cunt hole, making her groan. No it was Tyler's mouth possessing my wife's vagina, making her crazy with desire to feel his cock pushing and pulling on her insides. For several minutes Tyler ate out my wife's cunt while Brittany leaned against the bed and trembled. Then he stood and like a gentleman, lovingly helped Brittany sit on the bed and lay back and she told him "thank you Tyler" Brittany's cunt, now open and glistening pink, rested on the edge of the bed, waiting for him to do whatever he wanted to do to her, with her. They were a team now, working together to consummate their new union by joining their two bodies in what they both now believed would be the most powerful fuck of their lives. I watched as he let the palms of his hands slide smoothly down the softness of Brittany's thighs, making her sigh, then he said "Spread your legs Brit, open up your treasure for me baby". Brittany shyly said "like this?" and she opened her legs for him while he gently used his hands on her thighs to support her. "Just like that Brit" he breathed and he stepped between them, their eyes never leaving each other, hot and blazing. He ran his finger between her wet, vaginal lips, and Brittany's breath hissed through her teeth. Tyler gazed down at her perfect cunt and used two fingers to separate her lips and once more lowered his face to her vagina and began to eat her out, licking and sucking, inserting one, then two fingers into her love hole, finger fucking her, massaging her G spot, making her crazy, making strange sounds come from deep in her throat as she squirmed against his mouth and fingers while her hands held her lover's face tightly to her cunt. For several minutes this went on until finally she uttered a surprised "Oh fuck!" and raised her cunt, mashing it onto his face, fiercely pulling his mouth onto her slit with her hands and she squealed, gasped, yelled "Shit Tyler! Unnnnnngggg" and squealed again. She was coming on his mouth, harder and stronger and longer than she had ever come for me. Another terrible sting to my ego and again I thought "What have I done?" He lapped at my wife's cunt a few more times and her body shuddered, then he stood between her legs, slowly pulling his fingers from her body, they were coated with her sticky vaginal secretions. Brittany's breathing was returning to normal and she opened her eyes, her face was flush. Tyler offered his fingers, coated with her pussy juice to Brittany's lips and she stared at him with a look of awe as she sucked her nectar off them. She watched him undress, removing shoes and socks, shirt, pants and finally underwear, releasing his hard cock. "Scoot back to the middle of the bed Brit" he told her and using her hands and elbows to pull her body in place, she obeyed him immediately. Brittany knew the preliminaries were over and she was now going to have the cock she was looking at slide inside her wet cunt and she would feel it moving deep inside her. When she was situated Tyler crawled between her legs, his cock hard as rock, pulsating with need for her. Slowly he lowered his body onto hers. I watched with a mixture of fascination and horror as I saw another man, my best friend situate himself on top of my wife, saw her naked breasts press tightly against his chest and as if in slow motion I watched Brittany open her legs wide for him, raising her knees, tilting her cunt, opening herself up to meet him, to accept his cock inside her. They adjusted their bodies against each other, "are you ok Brit, is this comfortable for you?" "I'm fine Tyler, stop worrying, you're going to fuck me, not break me" Tyler placed his hands on either side of her, Brittany tenderly placed a palm on either side of his face, her face pale and beautiful as their eyes held each other. They stayed like that for a full minute, just looking at each other, soaking in the realization that they were now going to do the most intimate, powerful thing two people can do and it was going to shake all our lives forever. I was suddenly terrified, but I desperately needed to see him enter her, witness my wife's willing acceptance of another man's cock inside her beautiful body, the body that until this moment had belonged only to me. I wanted to visually commit to memory that exact second when Tyler's cock pushed through my beautiful wife's vaginal opening and their two bodies joined and became one. I stood from my chair and went to the edge of the bed and leaned down on it, resting on my elbows, my face just inches from their bodies. I could see Tyler's cock lying on Brittany's pubic hairs, hard and ready to explore the inner reaches of the dark wet hole that was the core of my wife's body. I saw Brittany reach her hand and touch it. She understood that she was the reason Tyler's cock was so hard. His burning need to complete himself, and her, by burying himself deep inside her had made them both desperate to unite their sex organs and become one person. I could smell my wife's excitement, her vaginal secretions emitting a musky heady aroma. I tried to get closer still until I heard Brittany say in a soft, emotional voice. "No Jess. Back off. This is what you wanted. You started this whole thing, now Tyler and I are going to finish it. You wanted to see what it looks and smells and sounds like when Tyler fucks me and now you're going to get your wish. You have no part in this, this is Tyler and me. Your best friend fucking your wife and you are going to watch us while he does it. I can tell you, it's going to feel wonderful for both of us. I am so wet for him and he is so hard for me. I'm giving him everything I give to you, because you wanted it that way. Don't interfere, I belong to Tyler now. I am his, my body, my tits, my cunt belong to him. Another sting, this one to the heart. I saw Brittany stroke Tyler's cock, picking it up, measuring it's length and girth and heft with her fingers before she moved it to her vagina. Their eyes never left each other wanting to see what the moment of his first entry into her vagina would feel like to each of them. The two of them adjusted their bodies together as lovers do so his cock rested between her outer lips. She swiped it up and down her slit, sharing their lubrication with each other then she guided it to her opening and held it in place there. "You're cock's pressed against my opening Tyler. Take me when you're ready, but please get up on your elbows so Jess can see your cock when you start to fuck me. That's what this whole thing is about. For some reason, that's important to him, he wants to see it, wants to see what I do and say when a strange cock is shoved inside my body. I want him to see it, want him to hear it, to smell it. I want him to witness everything we do together when I take your cock deep inside the place that's always belonged only to him. Now it belongs to you." She let go of his cock with her hand and said "Fuck me Tyler, let my husband see you fuck me." My cock was harder than it had ever been and I pulled my zipper down and freed it. I couldn't take my eyes off Tyler and my wife, their eyes looked onto each other as Tyler gently pushed his cock at Brittany's cunt opening and she gasped softly and called out to him, "Tyler." I saw her outer lips separate and push back and I saw him slowly begin to sink into her. I saw Brittany's pink inner lips open wetly, her mucus coating the head of Tyler's cock as it pushed between them and into her hole, watching with sorrow and fascination as it slowly disappeared into my wife's vagina. When Brittany felt Tyler's cock spread her inner lips apart and push between them and through her wet opening and begin to enter her, her eyes grew large, she gasped and grabbed Tyler's arms, a look of utter disbelief on her face. "Oh God Tyler, you're in me. You're taking me. I didn't think we would, but we're doing it. He's in me Jess" she breathed, "just like you wanted. Tyler's fucking me." I know I was holding my breath. I felt hot all over, like I was going to pass out, frozen in place as I watched Tyler push his cock into my wife's vagina inch by inch, retreating and pushing, filling her vaginal vault. She gasped again and then as his balls slapped against her ass she hollered, "Oh God Tyler, you're in me so deep, we're fucking, you're fucking me, I didn't want this to happen, now it is, I feel you, stretching me inside, AHHHH, so good, FUCK ME!!" It seemed like a lifetime, but was probably no more than fifteen minutes that I watched Tyler and my wife fucking wildly on our bed. His thrusts were deep and her response was passionate. She wrapped her legs around his back and urged him on. Their voices filled the room with hot words of lust and passion. "God Brit, your cunt is so hot and tight! You're liquid velvet inside". "You're so deep Tyler, so big, god you're filling me." And long minutes of heavy breathing and the "uhs" and "oh yes, oh fucks" and "fuck me Tylers" coming from my wife. At one point he asked her, "are you ok baby" and her reply "God yes, you're fucking me so good." And him, "do you feel me fucking you baby?" "I feel you Tyler, you're filling my cunt so good, ahhhhh, so fucking good. Do you like my pussy Tyler? Do you like fucking my cunt Tyler? Is it juicy enough, am I wet enough for you?" "I love your cunt Brit, so hot, so wet, so tight." Then there were the squishing sounds as Tyler's cock worked like a well lubricated piston in and out of Brittany's wet cunt. Like a well-oiled machine he fucked in and out of my wife as she grunted and groaned. So tight was the seal his cock made with Brit's vagina that occasionally the vacuum would break with the sound of a loud fart, the smell of sex would fill the room and Brittany would groan with a new sexual sensation as built up pressure inside her cunt came rushing out of her. I was paralyzed, leaning on the bed, not six inches from the two of them as they fucked. My hand was wrapped around my cock, I was ready to cum all over the bed. Then Brittany, still holding onto to Tyler's arms, pushing her cunt wildly against his cock every time he fucked into her, turned her head and looked at me, her eyes crazed with passion and said, "See him fucking me jess? He's fucking me so good. His big cock feels so good inside my pussy. I love how it feels in me, fucking me, oh god fucking me so good. Is this what you wanted Jess, to see his cock fucking me, to hear me squeal for him, see me cum for him, he makes me cum Jess, over and over. Do you see me hold him tight and kiss him? Can you smell us fucking, do you like the way our fucking smells Jess? He's going to come way up inside me Jess, your best friend is going to fill me with his sperm." "No, I told him he can't do that." "We don't care what you said Jess, you have no say now. It's all Tyler and me, he..oh god..he owns me he's fucking me, you're not Jess and he's going to come in me." "No" I said "Yes Jess, poor Jess, I need Tyler to fill me with his sperm, I need to feel him spray his hot seed inside me, hot and creamy." And then Tyler yelled, "Oh fuck Brit, I'm coming!" and he lunged into her and held still, his body shuddering. A Terrible Mistake Brittany felt him come inside her and screamed, "YES, give me your sperm baby, all of it, deep inside...Oh Fuck!" And she came hard and loud and long and after their orgasms quieted down, there was only the sound of their heavy breathing. Tyler lay fully on top of her and they held each other as tightly as they were able. Brittany's legs were still wide open and Tyler's cock was slowly backing out of her with a squishy sound. I could see his sperm leaking out of her hole and that sent me over the edge, I stood up and spurt after spurt after spurt of hot sperm shot out of my cock and splattered Brittany's face, her mouth, her eyes, her hair. Brit squealed and rolled away from my liquid onslaught, causing Tyler to quickly move off of her. He gave me a guilty look, got off the bed, quickly dressed and left without saying a word to Brittany or me. Brittany lay on the bed turned away from me. I touched her shoulder and she shook my hand off. I didn't know what to say so I said something stupid, "Can I get you something Brit, some water?" "Go away" she told me. "I'm sorry, so sorry, I didn't know it would be so bad for you." "You don't get it Jess, It wasn't bad, it was wonderful. It was sexy and dirty and nasty and I loved it. I loved Tyler fucking me! Now go away and leave me alone." "Brit, I need you" I told her. "What for Jess, to humiliate me again. Do you want sloppy seconds after your best friend just fucked my eyes out. There's no room for your sperm in my vagina Jess, Tyler filled me up, I can feel it leaking out of me. I don't want your sperm in me right now. I just want Tyler's sperm in me. I'm going to let it soak into me and swim up into my womb where it belongs, deep inside his woman. Now, go away and leave me alone." I was stunned! I got up and wobbled my way to the door, my legs felt like rubber. I closed the door behind me and slid down to the floor where I sat, leaning against the jam. I heard Brittany begin to cry and then sob. I heard her holler "Goddamn you Jess, you don't know what you've done, what you made me do!" and then she sobbed again. I heard her crying for over an hour, then silence. I slept against the door for a few hours, got up and opened it a crack and peeked in on her. She was under the covers, her face to the wall, sleeping so I left her, showered and dressed. I was lost, completely void of anything. I wandered around the house for an hour, then got in my car and just drove. I drove aimlessly for five hours, then I went back to the house. Brittany's car was gone. I sat in the driveway for half an hour, then drove past Tyler's place and sure enough, Brittany's car was parked next to his in his driveway. I was utterly shocked, but not surprised, totally heartbroken, but had only myself to blame. That's what Brittany meant when she said I had no idea what I'd done. I'd driven her into my best friend's bed. I parked across the street and down the block from Tyler's house and watched. The two cars stayed parked side by side all night, all day the next day and all that night. I saw the light in Tyler's second story bedroom window go on at night, saw shadows, one short, one tall, walk past the window shade, I saw them embrace and kiss, then the light went off. I knew what they were doing because I was witness to it the first time their bodies joined together. After two exhausting nights of torture, I resigned myself to the hell I had created and went home. I packed a bag and sent Brittany a text. "Hey Brit. I will never be able to tell you how worthless and sorry I feel about what happened. It's all my fault. I lost my best friend, but I don't care. The only thing I care about, the only thing that's important to me in the world is you. It is killing me that I lost the girl of my dreams, the absolute love of my life and I will pay for that forever. I know you and Tyler are together and again, I can't blame either of you, well maybe Tyler a little for lusting after you the way he did. I have no doubt you two will be happy together. I saw how you made each other feel on our bed that night. I have moved out of the house and at some point if you and Tyler decide to live at his home I will put our house up for sale. In the meantime take anything you want from it, I don't want to see any of it again. Of course any profit will be split down the middle. When you are ready to begin divorce proceedings, either start them on your own or let me know and I will do the needed paperwork. I have always loved you Brittany and even though I have fucked up beyond forgiveness, you will always be my dream girl, the only woman I have ever loved. We had an unbelievably good marriage until three days ago when I fucked everything up. Jess." I reread the text several times before I hit the 'send' button, then I loaded my luggage into the car and left to find a temporary place to live, or at least exist. For a week I holed up in a cheap motel, going to work, coming back to my room and drinking till I passed out. Finally on Friday I got around to tuning on my cell phone. There were at least a dozen texts from Brittany and several unanswered phone calls too, including two phone messages. I clicked on the first one. "Jess, please call me, we need to talk." In the second message she talked slowly and sounded like she had been crying. "Jess please talk to me! I'm not with Tyler right now, I'm home. Yes, you made a huge mistake, but I did too. I've been with Tyler for the last week and you know what we've been doing I won't lie to you. He loves me and I care for him. This whole thing is such a mess. I'm married to you and I still love you with all my heart, but when Tyler touches me I just can't tell him no. I know you want a divorce and maybe I do too, but I have to see you before we make such a decision. Please, please, if you've ever loved me, come home and talk to me." I looked at the time stamp and saw that the message was two days old. I texted her back. "Are you home now?" I waited thirty minutes and finally she wrote, "No, I'm with Tyler. How about meeting me at the house tomorrow morning at 10?" The thought of her spending another night with Tyler made me crazy so I wrote. "No, if you seriously want to talk you'll meet me at the house in 30 minutes. If you're so wrapped up in Tyler that you can't go a night without fucking him then we don't have a chance." I hit 'send' and waited. Twenty minutes, thirty minutes, forty, forty five, then, "Ok, thirty minutes, but I can't stay long." "Then forget it Brit, I f you have to run back to Tyler then I don't want to see you." Ten minutes later she wrote, "You're right, I'm sorry, I'll be there in twenty minutes." "OK" I got to the house a few minutes before she did and unlocked the door. I waited in the living room, the house was cold, but it didn't matter, we wouldn't be staying there long. I heard her car stop in the driveway and I stood up. I felt like I was going to throw up. When she came in I hardly recognized her, new clothes, new makeup, new haircut. Life with Tyler was obviously good for her. "Hi" I said. "Hi Jess". "I'd ask you how you are, but you look wonderful so I guess you're doing great." She didn't reply, but said, "can we sit?" "Sure, please." She sat on the chair and I was on the couch. "How did you get away?" I asked her. "Tyler wasn't happy, but I told him I needed to talk to you." "It's nice to see you Brit" I said, "I, I miss you. Actually I miss us, but I guess that's over, huh?" "Jess, I don't know. We both made such bad mistakes." "Do you love him?" "What?" "Tyler, do you love him?" "I don't know, I care for him. He loves me." "I love you too Brit. I've always loved you." "I know, but what you made me do." "I didn't make you fuck Tyler, you did that all by yourself. I fucked up and let Tyler dance with you, but I didn't make you fuck him Brit. You danced with him and it felt good. He rubbed your crotch and it felt good, He undressed you and fucked you and it felt wonderful. I didn't make him fuck you Brit, you did!" "I am so fucking sorry, I've lost everything because of some fucking fantasy. I've lost the only woman I ever loved and really, really Brit, I just want to die. Without you, I don't give a shit about anything and every time I think about you fucking Tyler, I lose my mind!" Brittany started to cry. "Don't cry Brit, you know I hate it when you cry." She half laughed and half cried, "yes you always hated it when I cried. Whenever I wanted something and you said no, all I had to do was turn on the tears and you'd give in." "I just always wanted you to have everything, even when we couldn't afford it. I love you Brit, I've always loved you. I'll always love you. I am so sorry. I'd give anything if I could turn back the clock and make that whole thing never happen." "But it did happen Jess, It did." "I know. Do you want a divorce Brit?" "I think so, do you?" I looked at her, she was different, but god she was so beautiful. "No Brit, I don't want a divorce, I want you. More than anything in the world I want you, I want to love you forever. No Brit I do not want a divorce, but if you do. If you want to be with Tyler I'll sign the fucking papers, because your happiness is more important to me than anything else." There was total silence. Brittany looked at me, her mouth open. "It won't be easy Jess. If we stay together it won't be easy. I can't promise you I won't ever want to be with Tyler again. What if we stay together and I meet Tyler and he fucks me and I don't come home for two days? What then?" "Dance with me Brit." "What?" "Dance with me." and I took her in my arms. "Jess, this is crazy, there isn't even any music." "Who needs it" I told her and I forced my thigh between her legs and pressed it into her crotch and began to move slowly against her." "I love you Brittany, always have, always will. You are my life, you know that." "Then why did you set me up the way you did to have sex with Tyler?" "I fucked up Brit, I fucked up bad. Do you still love me?" "Of course I do," "Do you love Tyler?" "I think so, I don't know. He's like a drug to me Jess. Sometimes I think I can't live without him." "Is sex with him so much better than it is with me?" "It's just different. When you and I are having sex we're making love. It's warm and safe and wonderful. Sex with Tyler is just sex, but it's raw, powerful, exciting and nasty. We're like two animals who can't get enough of each other's bodies, we just want to fuck and fuck and fuck. When you're inside me I feel so loved, so special. When Tyler's in me I feel feral and hot and dirty. With you I moan, with Tyler I scream, it's just so intense." What she was saying stabbed me in the heart. I stopped dancing with her and looked at her, she was so beautiful. "Sounds to me like you've made your choice." "No, I haven't Jess, I really haven't. I just want you to know the truth, the awful truth. I want to stay with you, be your wife, grow old with you, but I can't promise you that I won't have relapses, like a druggy needing that fix. I just don't know. In fact I can almost guarantee it will happen again." "Is it just sex with him?" "Mostly yes. He's sweet to me too. He'd do anything for me, but mostly it's just sex. I shouldn't tell you this, but I'm baring my soul now. When you were texting me tonight, I was on all fours, on his living room carpet and he had his cock buried in my ass with two fingers reaming out my cunt. I was coming hard and screaming and I had to make him stop fucking me so I could answer you. He came in me and I sucked his cock clean before I came to meet you." "Oh shit!! I don't even know what to say." "I love you Jess and if you want to try again, I'll try everything in my power to make us work. You'll have to help me, but I'll try. I want to be your wife, I really do." And tears rolled down her cheeks. I pulled her into my arms and kissed her, a deep kiss. I picked her up and held her in my arms and carried her up the stairs to our room. "What are you doing Jess?" she asked. "Reclaiming my wife," I told her and I sat her on the edge of the bed and pushed her legs apart, shoved her dress up to her waist and roughly grabbed her panties and jerked them down causing her to utter a frightened shriek. I removed her panties from her feet and drove my face into her vagina. "Jess, I'm not clean there, I haven't washed since Tyler came in me this afternoon." "I don't care. I'll suck his sperm out of you and spit it out. I ate Brittany out with a fiery vengeance, I licked and sucked and pulled on her clit until she finally screamed for me to stop, but I didn't stop, I dropped my pants and fell on her, burying my cock in her soft cunt and fucked her furiously. Brittany found a rhythm with me and we glared at each other as our bodies fucked each other hard. "I can make you scream too Brit! I told her as I pounded her relentlessly. "Oh god, make me scream Jess! I want to scream for you! Make me yours again so I can end this nightmare!" And when I came in her, she did scream and her body flopped like a rag doll. Then viciously I fucked her again and after several minutes I rolled her over onto her stomach and attacked her ass, filling it with my cock, taking that part of her back from Tyler too. Brittany begged me to stop, but I wouldn't. I fucked her like I was insane and in truth I was. I felt myself about to come again and I said "tell me you belong to me and no one else." "Oh god Jess, I can't." "Damn you, tell me you belong to me and no one else!" "Jess, please" she begged "TELL ME!! And I came in her and she screamed again and came along with me. "I belong to you and nobody else" she whispered weakly to me. "Say it again" I told her and I pulled my cock out of her ass and rolled her over. "Look me in the eyes and tell me again. She began to cry and sob and she reached her hands around my neck and pulled me to her and through her sobs she said. "I love you Jess and I swear on my life I belong to you and no one else. I swear, I will never see Tyler again. You and only you will have my body from now to forever." PROLOG: The next day I called Tyler and told him if he ever came near Brittany again I would kill him and I meant it. Brittany took the phone from me and told him to leave her alone. She told him they had made a terrible mistake that almost ruined three lives and that she could never, would never see him again. Brittany told me that it would not be easy to put our lives back together again and she was right, but we worked at it. Every time she got that far away look in her eyes and I could tell she was thinking about Tyler, I would drag her to our bed and we would fuck all day or all night, until her thoughts returned to us. I heard through the grapevine that Tyler had moved away, far away, leaving no forwarding address. When I told Brittany, she nodded her head and even though there were tears in her eyes, she put her arms around my neck and told me she loved me. Will it last? Will Brittany and I stay together? Time will tell. I made the biggest mistake of my life when I manipulated her into being with Tyler and now I have to be watchful every day and night. I know this much, every day is a little better than the day before and to tell the truth, that's all I can really ask for.