73 comments/ 168815 views/ 235 favorites Giving Nikki Away By: samson801 It began when I was deployed last year. Fortunately I was sent to Louisiana and not overseas. Still, being 16+ hours from my wife, whom I had been with for four years, was not an easy pill to swallow. Thankfully Nikki surprised me with some sexy pictures to help "get me through." She said she'd rather I fantasize about her than some porn star on the Internet. We agreed to talk via Skype as much as possible, but unfortunately because of my schedule, sometimes two weeks would pass before Nikki and I could talk. Once in a while, when I was very lucky to get a day of down time, Nikki and I were able to Skype alone -- privately. That was my favorite because Nikki and I not only caught up on life, we could also get some sexual release. There'd be a little dirty talk as she'd masturbate for me and send me sailing over the edge. I'd think about it for weeks. Although Nikki was what I'd consider out of my league, we had an amazing bond. We were in love for sure. Nothing could change that as far as we were concerned. We could tell each other everything. I even told Nikki about my secret cuckold fantasy of watching her get it on with another guy. She asked a couple questions, which I answered best I could. Nikki admitted she was flattered that I'd rather watch her than a stranger in a porn video, but ultimately she giggled dismissively saying, "I could never cheat on you." The third month into my deployment got hectic. Nikki and I managed to Skype only three times, and then only for ten or fifteen minutes. The second time she seemed perturbed that I had to go so quickly. I had a bad feeling that she wanted to tell me something. "I'll tell you next time," she said, giving a fake "It's-okay" smile and then abruptly hanging up. A week and a half later when we Skyped I definitely knew something was up. She seemed happy, but nervous. She seemed almost too sweet. When I asked about it she said, "I don't want to get into it now because you don't have time, but there's something I want to talk to you about." "Is everything ok?" I asked. "Are you ok?" "I'm fine," she said. I told her I'd call the following Friday at 6:00. It was our anniversary, and it just so happened I would be off Saturday and Sunday, so Nikki and I would have time to Skype. I hoped we'd also have time for one of our little private sessions, being our anniversary and all. That evening, I pulled up a set of pictures Nikki sent me two weeks prior to help me "get through" as she put it. They were some pictures of her in sexy outfits, some were of Nikki nude, lying in bed. One picture was my favorite. Nikki was lying on our bed nude, looking up at the camera. The horizontal shot gave the illusion the viewer was kneeling at the foot of the bed looking down at Nikki as she gazed into the lens with her gorgeous green eyes. An initial look at the picture one might describe Nikki's look as innocent, a good-girl. But the way she bit her lip seductively (which always drove me wild) conveyed an underlying naughty side. Her pussy was shaved completely smooth, which she knew I absolutely loved. I was flattered she would take the care to shave herself for a picture for me because after several years, she got lazy about keeping her pussy shaved. I fantasized she had another guy take the pictures and purposely sent them to me to hint at fulfilling my fantasy. Friday evening rolled around. I Skyped Nikki. She was looking sexy as hell. She lay on our bed on her stomach swinging her pretty little feet. I love her feet, which she knows, so I was sure she was teasing me. She was wearing a tiny light sun dress that said "fuck me" all over it. I could see her thong panties through her dress. To me it seemed obvious we were going to have a little fun. "I really miss you sweetie," she said sweetly. "I love you so much." Later, thinking back, she said these things almost apologetically -- like she was buttering me up for something, like she did when she wanted me to buy her a new purse or shoes at the store. We chatted casually for a while. How's work? How was your week? Are you ok on money? Etc. The whole time she seemed just a little nervous. Finally I broached the subject. "Is everything all right?" I asked. Nikki looked down with a more serious expression. She bit her lip and looked up at me innocently (fuck I love that). "I need to tell you something. . . But I don't want you to get upset." My heart skipped a beat. "What's wrong Nikki?" I asked. She paused, then sighed. "Do you remember that fantasy you kept talking about?" "What, hooking up with two women?" I joked, which seemed to put her slightly more at ease. "No, silly," she giggled. "The one where you said you wanted me to cheat on you and then tell you about it." "Yeah . . . and then watch you with the other guy," I added. Where was this going? I wondered. I will point out, at the time, I did not for a second believe Nikki would be capable of cheating on me. While she had a higher sex drive than I did, she was too sweet, too innocent to actually go through with it. "Would you want it to happen?" she asked matter-of-factly. I felt like the world stopped. Did I hear that correctly? "What?" I asked. "What do you mean?" I stammered. "I mean, your fantasy where I cheat on you. When you said you really wanted it to happen, were you serious, or just playing around?" My head was racing. "No, I think I'd want it to happen. Why? Are you thinking about cheating on me?" "I just . . . I just need to know for sure if you would really want that, because I would never want to do anything to jeopardize our relationship." "No, I mean it wouldn't really be cheating if you told me about it and if I was ok with it, which I would be as long as you were honest with me and told me everything." "So if something happened, you'd be ok with it . . . for sure? As long as I was honest?" "Definitely. I love you and as long as you and I are ok, I would love that." "So if I told you I kissed someone, you wouldn't be angry?" Holy shit, I thought. She kissed another guy! I tried to stay calm, but I my adrenaline was racing. "Not at all!" I said feigning calmness. Nikki hadn't actually admitted anything. I thought I'd help her become a little less reluctant. "Was he a good kisser?" I asked. Nikki seemed a little caught off guard by the question. "Yeah . . . he was good." Then she added hesitantly, "What if it was someone you know?" Holy shit. My mind was racing. "That would be cool," I said. "Like who?" "Well . . . What if it was your best friend?" She asked reluctantly. "Matt?" I said. "You kissed Matt?" I was utterly shocked. "You said you wouldn't be upset," she said defensively. "No! Not at all, babe. I just . . . I didn't know you were attracted to him . . . I mean I know you guys flirted now and then, but I didn't think . . ." "It just kind of happened." She said. "I'm actually really turned on right now." I said. "Tell me what happened." "Well, since you've been gone Matt and I been hanging out. . . .," she quickly added, "Just as friends." She explained, "We've actually been hanging out a lot . . . like all the time. You know I was getting lonely, especially when you and I would go so long without talking." "Sure," I nodded in complete understanding. "You know I get a little freaked out at night, so he stayed the night sometimes . . . on the couch." I nodded, trying to convey my total understanding of the situation. "You and Matt are so much alike, ya know?" She said. "We went to a party for Matt's work. We had to get all dressed up; it was really fancy. We were dancing and stuff and then kind of holding hands throughout the night. Anyway, he took me home and walked me up to the house. It was kind of an awkward moment because it was kind of like a date, with the dancing and holding hands and stuff, but kind of not. I mean, I'm married to his best friend." I nodded. "So were you guys drunk?" "No, no not at all. As a matter of fact we were both completely sober because I drove, and Matt only had two drinks." She went on. "Well, we went to give each other a hug. The hug lasted a little longer than normal, and as we pulled back, he went to kiss me on the cheek, and that's when it happened." "What happened?" I asked. "I just kind of turned, and we kissed on the lips." "Like a peck, or a make-out kiss." "More like a make-out kiss." She said. "It lasted a while and got pretty heavy, to be honest." I pictured my wife and my best friend making out passionately, and I was rock hard. Nikki noticed. "Is this turning you on?" She asked surprised. "Yeah, babe. I told you . . . this is my biggest fantasy. I can't believe you cheated on me. That is so hot." "Are you jealous?" Nikki asked. "Jealous?" I asked. "Yeah . . . That I was kissing your best friend and not you?" "Yes, but that's why I'm turned on. I know it sounds strange, but I'm a little hurt, but at the same time I like it." "Yeah, the situation got me thinking a lot. And I actually kind of get it now. It's weird -- it kind of turned me on to cheat on you, knowing you're cool with it. I don't know why, but seeing you a little hurt turns me on too -- I guess because it confirms how much you love me. I also think it's so sweet you want to see me satisfied." I thought that was the end of the story. Boy was I wrong. "When did that happen?" I asked. "It was a while back, maybe a month and a half ago. I wanted to tell you sooner, but we didn't have time. And I wanted to tell you face-to-face." "I totally understand," I said. Of course I was wondering what, if anything happened since then. "So I want to be totally honest with you. . . . ." She continued. "Absolutely," I said. I waited. "So there's more, I take it?" Nikki looked down at her hands and nodded. "Yes," she said. "Did he stay the night?" I asked. "Yes." Nikki said, still reluctant. "Before we go on, I want you to know I would never leave you or anything. You are the man of my dreams, and I totally want to be married to you. I love you and only you." "I know that babe. I love you too, that's why I want you to be happy. I want you to tell me everything. Just promise you will tell me the truth, no matter what." I said. "Are you sure?" Nikki asked innocently. "I'm sure." "Ok, I promise. Just be careful what you ask." My hands were shaking from a combination of excitement, fear, jealousy, and an entire range of new emotions. "Where did he sleep?" I asked. Everything from this point forward seemed to happen in slow motion. Her words became slow and deliberate. Nikki hesitated. "Not on the couch." The words, Not on the couch lingered. They hung there, taunting me. Everything now seemed to happen in slow motion. Her words became slow and deliberate. I felt like I was having an out-of-body experience. "In our bed?" I heard myself ask. Nikki nodded. "Did you do more than kiss?" "Yes," she said. "A lot more?" Nikki nodded. "Did you and Matt have sex?" I asked. Nikki didn't say anything for a moment. Then she said, almost inaudibly, "Yes." I was awestruck and didn't say anything for a minute. Then she said, "Are you mad?" "No, Nikki. Not at all. I'm fucking turned on. I'm in disbelief, but totally turned on." When Nikki saw that I was not upset, as confirmed by my raging hard-on, she seemed relieved. "I was so afraid to tell you, it's been torture. I kind of knew you'd be ok with it because of what you told me, but not being able to tell you was hard." "So was that a one-time thing, or did you sleep with him again?" "No. . . . I mean, no, it wasn't just that once." "How many times?" "I don't know . . . I mean, I didn't keep count." "Was it a lot?" Nikki paused. "Kind of," she said softly. "So it's kind of an on-going thing?" "I mean . . . I guess you could say that. Kind of." "Like every day?" "Just about," she said. "I'm so turned on right now." I was having a hard time not playing with myself. Nikki sensed it and said, "If you want . . . I mean, you can . . . if it's turning you on." She said reluctantly. I immediately unzipped my pants and started slowly stroking my cock. Nikki smiled. "You can ask me anything," Nikki said, almost as if to console me. "Just please don't ask anything you aren't prepared for." "How is it? Is it good?" "What, the sex? Yeah, it's good. I mean, it's sex." "Is it better than with me?" I asked. "I don't know if I'd say better. It's different, you know?" "Well you and I only have sex like twice a week at the most, and you and Matt are doing it every day." "Well, that's because you are tired most of the time and not in the mood." "You can tell me if you think he's better than me at sex." "It's probably better because it's not you. It's sex with someone else - someone that's not my husband. And the fact it's your best friend makes it more exciting. Does that make sense?" "I think so. I just want the truth, like we talked about. I promised I wouldn't ask anything I'm not ready to hear." I waited. "Truthfully? I guess it's better." "I can't believe you are sleeping with my best friend. And he's a lot better than me in bed." "Does that make you jealous?" "Yes. Incredibly." I said. "Good," Nikki smiled. "I want you to be jealous. . . . it shows you love me." She smiled. "I admit it kind of turns me on when I'm getting ready for him. Honestly if you were watching me get ready for him, you'd be so upset that I'm not doing it for you." "If I watched you guys having sex would I be upset?" ""I don't know how you'd feel if you saw how I get when I am with him. . . . You'd probably be upset," Nikki giggled. "Why?" "You don't really want to know." "Is he bigger than me?" "Are you sure you want me to answer that?" "Yes." "Then yes, he's bigger than you. And so we do things I've never done with you. Plus he lasts a lot longer than you do, so I'm able to have an orgasm . . . I wish you could do that to me." Realizing she may have taken it too far, she said, "Aw, I'm sorry sweetie. I didn't mean it like that." "What was your favorite part?" I asked. "My favorite part? It was when he was inside me and he told me he wanted to claim me. . . to make me his. I know that probably hurts you, but it was my favorite part." "Holy shit," I said. "So are you guys, like, dating?" "Well that's something we should talk about. We're not dating. I wanted to talk to you first." "Well do you want to be dating?" "It depends. Are you sure you can handle me cheating on you like this?" "I am, for sure." "Do you want me to keep seeing him? Like in a boyfiend-girlfriend relationship, not just sex?" "Sure. If that's what you want." "I mean, I'm not opposed to dating him. I like him, and we have fun together. I'm attracted to him, we have chemistry, and the sex is amazing. If things go well, and if you're ok with it, which it sounds like you are, I would consider 'dating' him like boyfriend-girlfriend." I was having a hard time controlling not cumiming. Nikki noticed, "Aw, look at you sweetie, you're getting all worked up. Are you jealous?" "I am going to blow my load if we keep talking like this." Nikki giggled, flattered that I was so turned on by her. I said, "Plus, I love that little outfit you're wearing." "Thanks sweetie. I'm actually going out with Matt in a bit, and I wanted to wear something sexy for him. . . . I can't believe I can tell you this. You're the best husband." "I am so turned on . . . the way you are kind of denying me is so hot -- humiliating, but in a good way." "Really?" "Yeah, I like the adrenaline rush . . . even though I know you would never leave me, the risk that Matt is taking you away from me is a rush." "I know what you mean. I will never leave you . . . but it is like I've taken something from you and given it to Matt. . . . I guess the question is how far should we go with that?" "As far as you are comfrortable," I said. "What does this relationship look like -- I mean with the three of us?" "I've thought a lot about that. Matt and I have discussed it too. . . . I have to go soon. Matt will be here in a bit. I don't want you to go away frustrated. Do you want to play a little game?" "I don't know how much I'll be able to play. I'm about to blow my load now." Nikki giggled. "I have an idea. I'll tell you what's on my mind. If you don't like it, just stop playing what you're doing," she said, referring to me masturbating. "I'll know to back off and we can talk about something else. But if you like it, and if you want to cum tonight, I'll take it as permission to live out my fantasy. Deal?" "Deal!" I said a bit too enthusiastically. Nikki turned around showing me her ass beneath her little dress. "I love your ass, your body," I said. Nikki turned and looked directly into my eyes. "So does Matt," she said very seriously. She stared at me for a moment testing my reaction. Testing the waters to see how I'd handle the humiliation. Then she said, "Since you are ok with all of this, and it's obviously turning you on, I have something to tell you. . . . I told Matt that if you were ok with everything, I'd give him something special tonight." Then Nikki looked at the camera and smiled. "Do you want to see what I'm wearing under this dress?" I nodded. "Do you want to see what I'm wearing for my boyfriend?" Nikki got up and left for a minute. She returned wearing the white sheer lingerie she wore on our wedding night. It was a sheer teddy with a bow tied in back. Underneath the teddy, I could see the sheer bra and tiny thong panties that barely covered her pussy. "If you don't want me to wear this I won't. I don't want you to be angry. But I do want you to make you jealous. I thought it would make you really jealous if I wore the lingerie I wore on our wedding night. It's symbolic. Remember what happened?" Nikki took off the teddy, so now she was sitting there in her skimpy lingerie. I could hardly breathe. I remembered very well. I couldn't get hard because I had too much to drink. We didn't even have sex on our wedding night. I remember how disappointed Nikki seemed at the time. That she would bring this up hurt deeply. She continued, "I have a special night planned for Matt. And if you keep masturbating, I swear I'm going to do it." Of course I kept masturbating. "Do what?" I asked hesitantly. "I'm going to give Matt what you couldn't have. I'm going to let him claim me and do to me what I wish you could have done on our wedding night." "You mean . . .?" I stammered. "Can you handle it if I let him take me naturally -- without a condom and let him cum inside me? Because I want that. I want to feel him like that." I stared at Nikki without saying a word. "Does that hurt?" She asked. "You need to tell me right now, because unless you tell me otherwise . . . until you get back . . . I'm his." Nikki looked dead into my eyes and added, "Completely." "If you're ok with that, I need you to say it. Tell me you want your friend to take me away from you until you get back." I choked out, "I want Matt to take you." Nikki smiled. "Ok, if you say so." "Tell me more," I said desperately. "How he does things to me that you have never done? How he's so much bigger and better than you?" I almost came again. I was trying to hold off. "You want me to tell you how Matt is always ready for me. How I get him really hard with my mouth?" "What about when I get back? What if I were there?" I asked. "I don't want to stop seeing him if that's what you're asking. This was your idea, and it wouldn't be fair to ask me to stop." Giving Nikki Away Pt. 02 Part 2: The First Time Watching My Sweet Wife For several weeks after Nikki's confession, I experienced a vast range of emotions: Fear, anxiety, nausea. But mostly I experienced jealousy and arousal. Nikki and I talked on occasion, mostly by email. I often fantasized about what they were doing, but Nikki didn't go into detail about her excursions with Matt. So the anxiety eventually subsided a bit. Finally, I got great news that I would be going home in August. I had been begging Nikki to let me watch her and Matt, but she kept putting me off. Three weeks before I was to return home, Nikki emailed me and told me Matt is, "absolutely into making you watch us." She said he had been reluctant because, despite her assurances, he wasn't convinced I'd be able to handle it. I suspected that Nikki wanted to continue seeing him even after I returned, and so she wanted to let me watch while I was gone as kind of a test run. Somehow she convinced Matt. I imagined her begging him to let me watch. We set a date to Skype. Nikki also thought it would be hot if I bought some sexy lingerie for her to wear. I wasted no time going to Victoria Secret online and ordering the sexiest lingerie I could find, spare no expense, rush delivery. I was literally sick with anticipation for three days prior to our "date." Honestly, I hated the anxiety. Nikki had made me promise not to jerk off three days prior to our date, so when the time came, and the camera clicked on, I think I was seriously a bit delirious. My beautiful Nikki sat there smiling, wearing a sexy, short little dress and heels, which she took off as she sat on the bed. "I love your dress," I said. "Matt likes it too. I wore it for him tonight on our date." I felt a pang of jealousy, and Nikki knew it. After some chit-chat, she said, "Are you sure you're ok with this?" "I'm 100% sure." I said. "Are you?" "Oh, I am. I want to make sure you are." "I am." "So I was thinking about what you said, and talked to Matt about it and ... I just want to make sure we're on the same page with the boyfriend/girlfriend thing." "What do you mean?" I asked. "I want you to know that I love you and I would never leave you ... I just want you to remember that when you are watching us." "Sure," I said. Nikki continued. "Matt understands that you're still my husband, and when I'm with you, you come first... . But you did agree I could be Matt's girlfriend, so when I'm with him I have to put him first. So I'm not going to ask you permission for every little thing. I have to make my own decisions about what is ok and what is not ok. You know what I mean?" "Ok," I said. "When I'm with you I'm yours, completely... . But when I'm with Matt, it's only fair that the same rule applies. I'm his, completely... . Not yours." "Ok," I said. "No, I want you to say you agree," Nikki demanded. I felt like Nikki was setting me up for something, and I loved it. "I agree," I said definitively. "Good. Then we're on the same page... ." "I feel like you're preparing me for something unexpected." "It's just that tonight you're going to see me with him for the first time, and ... well ... it's a lot different than when you and I are together," Nikki said sympathetically. "So you're saying I'm going to be jealous." "Ahhhh, trust me ... you're going to be jealous. Matt said he'll make sure you're jealous," she smiled. "I want to be jealous," I said. "It turns me on, remember?" "Do you want to see what I'm going to wear for my boyfriend tonight?" Nikki asked. She pushed the camera back slightly with her foot. (I will not get into the various reasons that subtle move with her foot turned me on so much, but I found it invigorating and humiliating, as if I were there and she was pushing me back with her foot.) "Definitely." I said. Nikki slowly unzipped her dress. She was completely naked underneath. I noticed she shaved her pussy. "Matt likes me smooth," she said. She put on a little ankle bracelet, which she knew I loved. Then she picked up a thin silver necklace, took her wedding ring off, slipped it on the necklace and put it around her neck. She rubbed some lotion on her legs, arms, and breasts. She took her time, making sure I could see she was making herself perfect for her boyfriend. She picked up the tiny pair of tiny white, lace thong panties I sent her and slid them on. Then she put on the matching bra, and finally the little white, sheer teddy. "Do you like?" Nikki smiled, as she spun around. "Thank you for the lingerie. Maybe sometime I'll let you enjoy me in it, but Matt will get to enjoy me in it first." My face must have turned beat red. Nikki smiled almost sympathetically. "Awwe! You're embarrassed. That's so cute." Then she added more seriously, "We're going to see if Matt can get it up for me." Another jab at my inability on several occasions to get it up. My heart was racing. She continued. "And if he can, then you're going to see him have me naturally tonight." "You mean ... " "No condom." She said. "So is that what you're taking from me?" I asked. "Besides your dignity?" Nikki giggled. "No. I already have," she giggled. I stammered. "What's the game?" "Tonight I'm going to try and make both of you cum. Whoever cums first loses." "What do you mean 'loses'? Loses what?" "Control." Nikki said. "Right now, when you get back you really call the shots. You're my husband, so if you asked me to stop dating Matt, as hard as it would be, I would. Tonight you're going to decide how far you want to take this." "Ok," I said, unsure of where this was going. "So the winner tonight gets to call the shots from now on. If you win, and you can hold off cumming until Matt finishes, then you get to say when and how often I get to see Matt, if at all... . On the other hand, if you lose because you can't control yourself, I get to see Matt as often as I want for as long as I want. And Matt gets to say when and how often you get to fuck me." I listened, unsure about the deal. "You really have a big advantage," Nikki said. "He'll be fucking me. You'll just be masturbating. So you have a lot more control. It's really more of a matter of what you want deep down, isn't it?" "I guess." I said. "Good, then it's a deal?" Nikki said. "Ok. Deal." I said reluctantly. Just then there was a knock at the door. Nikki put on a short little robe to cover up her "surprise." Nikki blew me a kiss. "I hope you're ready." My heart was racing. Nikki led Matt by the hand and he sat on the bed. The camera was at the foot of the bed, so my viewpoint was of her pretty little feet, so I was looking up at the two of them sitting there, smiling at the camera, holding hands. The vantage point was somehow humiliating - me at her feet at the foot of the bed. Nikki was still in her robe. She moved the camera back with her foot, and I was again turned on by the subtle move. "What's up, dude?" Matt smiled. "You're sure you are cool with this bro?" "Yeah, of course." "Bro, I just have to be honest. I can't believe you got a wife this hot and are letting her do this. But I'm not complaining." He was confident and sure of himself. "I've really been enjoying her. Thanks for sharing, man." Nikki slapped his shoulder playfully. "Did you tell him?" Matt asked. "What," Nikki asked. "What you told me." Matt looked at the camera. "Do you know what your wife told me? She told me her and I are more compatible sexually than you two are." Nikki slapped his shoulder playfully. "Stop!" She said. "Did you not say that?" Matt asked. "On multiple occasions?" "Stop it," Nikki teased. "I already told him." She said. I wasn't so sure she told me in those words. Matt turned and kissed Nikki on the lips and said, "I missed you, baby." "I missed you too," Nikki said. Then she turned toward the camera. "Did that make you jealous? Watching me kiss him?" she asked. "Yes." I said. "Good. I want you to be jealous. This is your last chance to back out. You ok?" She asked sweetly. "I am," I said. "I just want to make sure ... " Just then in mid-sentence Nikki put her foot up on the side of the camera again, as if to say, "I really don't care about your input right now." In the same move, she put her arms around Matt's neck, and started making out with him like she hadn't seen him in a month. I can't tell you how humiliating it was that she interrupted me mid sentence and turned her attention entirely to Matt. They kissed deeply, passionately. It was a very sensual kiss shared between lovers - not two people who were just fucking. "I really missed you," she said to Matt. After a long, kiss, they both looked at the camera and smiled. "Still ok?" she teased. Nikki stood up and said to Matt, "I have a little surprise for you." She slowly took off her robe. "Daaaamn!" Matt said when he saw her in her lingerie. "I thought I'd give you something extra special." Nikki faced the camera. I could see her whole sexy body. Matt got up and stood behind Nikki, also facing the camera. He started rubbing her tits through the little nighty. She leaned back and they made out again. He reached into her panties and rubbed her pussy. "She's already wet," he said. Matt sat in a chair next to the bed, and Nikki straddled him and put her arms around his neck. They were sitting sideways to the camera, making out. Nikki told Matt, "Mark bought this lingerie for me . . . well, for you." She looked directly into the camera and said, "Tell him what happened, Mark on our wedding night, Mark." Nikki smiled as Matt ran his hands over her body. They both looked at me, waiting, smiling at my humiliation. I was speechless with embarrassment. "Mark, tell him. It's ok." Nikki said. "I had too much to drink," I stammered. "And ..." Nikki said. "Tell him." "I couldn't get it up." Nikki looked at Matt. He looked stunned. "What, dude? Are you serious?" Nikki said, "It's true. He couldn't get it up for me. Mark and I made a little agreement, didn't we sweetie?" "Yes," I said. She turned to Matt, "Mark is going to play with himself while we play with each other. Tonight you're going to earn the right to call the shots even when Mark gets back. If we can make Mark cum, you get to say when he can and can't have me. Can you handle that?" "Holy shit, no problem." Matt laughed. They stood up and sat on the bed in the same position - me at their feet. They kissed some more. Nikki rubbed his cock through his boxers. "Are you ready to see why I haven't missed you as much as you've missed me?" She asked me. "First stand up and show him yours," Nikki said. I was horrified. "Honey, you promised. Stand up and show him. No secrets, remember?" "Now, let me show you something that's really going to upset you," Nikki said gently stroking him while looking at me, smiling. She slowly pulled out his cock. It was about two inches longer than mine and thicker too. Matt reached over with his right hand and started rubbing Nikki's pussy. She lay her head on his shoulder, still looking at me. "Isn't it nice, baby?" She asked me. "Quite a difference, isn't it?" She looked up at Matt and said, "You're a lot bigger than my husband... . A lot." Matt looked at me. "Dude, you can't satisfy her with that, especially after she's had this!" Nikki just smiled in amusement. "Awe, don't be mean," she said playfully to Matt. "Well tell me, babe. Would you rather have that or this?" Matt said. "Stop," Nikki said playfully. "You know the answer." Nikki turned sideways and started kissing Matt's stomach. Every so often she'd look at the camera and smile. She gave him a long, sensual blowjob. I almost came three times already. Matt told Nikki to lay back. He set the camera on the bed so I was looking down at nikki. She turned her head and looked at the camera. Matt positioned himself between her legs. "Hey man, I'm going to fuck your wife while you jerk off. I swear if you cum, I'm only going to let you fuck her after she's been with me." He looked at Nikki. "Is that cool with you baby? If he cums, he can only fuck your hubby right after you've been with me?" Nikki giggled. "Whatever you want sweetie." "Can we make him cum, baby?" Matt asked my wife. "We'll find out in a minute," she said. Matt looked at me as he slowly slid his cock into Nikki's pussy. "Man, she is still tight. By the time you get to fuck her, she won't even be able to feel you. She'll need me. Isn't that right." Nikki just smiled. Several times when I tried to say something, they cut me off in mid sentence by embracing in a sensual, deep kiss and ignored me. That was incredibly humiliating. She rode him. He made her face the camera while he fucked her from behind while she looked into my eyes. He fucked her missionary while she held the camera. They did a lot of POV shots, which was extraordinary. As they made love, Matt and Nikki said many things that made me jealous. Nikki said things like, "You're so much better than Mark. He's never made me cum." "You're so much bigger." "He's nothing compared to you." "He's never made me feel this way. Not even on our wedding night." The best/worst is when she looked into the camera, directly at me and said, "Are you watching? I want you to see what he's taking from you." Matt would say things like, "You're so tight," "Does he ever do this to you?" "You'll never be able to feel your wife the same way again," And the best/worst was when he said, "Just think. From now on whenever you fuck her, she'll be thinking about me. Wishing she was with me. It's unavoidable. It's done. Nothing you can do." Nikki started encouraging me to cum. No, she was begging me to cum. She wanted me to cum because she wanted Matt more. When I pointed that out, she whimpered, "Sorry sweetie, we're just more compatible sexually. Can you blame me?" "Are you sure you want me to cum?" I asked. "Yes. Definitely. I want you to cum." She said with certainty. "Do it for me," she begged. "Look what he's doing to me. I'm sorry sweetie, but you just can't do this for me." She bit her lip and said innocently, "You want me to be happy don't you? Then please cum for me. I'll make it up to you." She begged. "How?" "When you get back I'll let you sit here and hold my hand while my boyfriend fucks me. Please cum for me." "Then tell me exactly how you feel," I said. "I love you so much and want to be married to you. But honestly I want this. I want him. I want to be his girl for now. I want to give myself to him completely. I couldn't have sex with you the same way anyway. He satisfies me in a way you can't. Please cum for me sweetie. Show me you love me and want me to be happy." The constant kissing made me so jealous because I could tell they were not just fucking, they were making love. When Nikki said, "Cum for me while you watch Matt take me away from you," and they embraced in a long, deep kiss, I came. Then the shame and humiliation set in. Deeply. When I came, they smiled excitedly. Nikki wrapped her arms around Matt and said, "I told you." And they kissed again. Nikki started begging Matt to cum. "I want you to cum inside me," She kept saying. "I'm yours. Claim me." Of course that hurt. Suddenly Matt tensed, and for what seemed like ten minutes, came inside my wife. "I can feel him spurting inside me," Nikki said in complete ecstasy. When they finished, Matt slowly pulled out and looked at the camera then at Nikki. "This is only the beginning, isn't it baby." Nikki smiled. "Yes, it is. Definitely." "Don't worry, I'll let you fuck her once in a while. After I finish. But mostly you can help her get ready for her dates with me. Pick out a sexy outfit, stuff like that." Nikki said to me, "Thank you sweetie. I'll make this up to you. But we're not going to let you watch round two. We need some alone time." She giggled and Matt hung up. Giving Nikki Away "I wish I were there. I want you so bad right now." "I wish you were here too, baby." "I would ravish you," I said. "I don't think so," she teased. "What, you wouldn't sleep with me?" I asked, confused. "Honestly, I'd have to make sure we're being fair to Matt too. He's not into the cheating thing like you are. . . . I might only let you sleep with me right after I've been with Matt. Plus, I want you to feel how I am right after being with him . . . " "What do you mean?" I asked. "I want you to feel the difference so you know you still have to fight for me. When you are inside of me and feel how stretched out I am because of your friend, and that I'm allowing you to be there, and that I don't need you in that way, it would be a reminder of how important you are to me for emotional reasons, not physical." "I wish I could watch. Can you Skype me when you two are together?" "Maybe sometime." "I'm going to cum." "Not yet," Nikki smiled."Matt's going to be here in a second. I want you to do me a favor." "Anything," I said. "In two hours, that is about 8:30, we'll be done with dinner and back here. I will have told Matt about our little conversation. At 8:30 I want you to think about what we are doing. What I'm letting him do to me. I want you to think about our conversation and what your friend is taking from you. Then I want you to cum." Just then there was a knock at Nikki's doore. I heard a voice. "Hey Nik." Nikki smiled. "Gotta go baby. My boyfriend is here." She bit her lip as if to apologize, mouthed, "Sorry! I love you," and hung up. To be continued . . .