18 comments/ 95655 views/ 19 favorites My Wife's Younger Love By: gerarde Not sure how this story will evolve since I have never been that good with words. Perhaps its veracity will give it the edge that my literary abilities lack. Anyway I hope you enjoy it as much as I did when it unfolded before my eyes, and also as much as I have enjoyed reading other people's submissions since discovering this wonderful site... When Phil first came into the life of my wife, Jan, and me I remember being very jealous because it suddenly seemed that I was not getting the attention from her that I was used to. From memory Phil was about 30 and Jan about 39; I would have been 45. Both Jan and Phil are church folk and so although I wasn't too concerned about Jan's attention to him I can remember being very bristly with him whenever he came to our house. However, at the same time I had a bit of a soft spot for him as he was single despite various attempts to get himself a steady girlfriend. Unfortunately I think he lacked a bit of confidence with girls and maybe didn't really know how to relate to them very well. I think Jan would have picked this up and she was genuinely wanting us both to be a friend to him. I can remember her telling me that she wanted to say, in a letter, that we loved him, something I knew was true from Jan's point of view but which I, naturally, found more difficult to say. I remember the first time I was shocked was when Phil had hurt his back and Jan offered to give him a back massage. Although he only removed his shirt for the treatment and not his pants I can recall wondering whether this relationship was going too far. On other occasions Jan would hold his hand when we were out in public, something I found very uncomfortable. Then of an evening they would sit on the sofa together and Phil would just lean his head sideways on Jan's shoulder. After a while this became Phil lying on a pillow on Jan's lap where she would stroke his hair. To be fair to Jan she never did anything without checking afterwards whether I minded. I can't remember at what point I began to accept this as 'normal' but I guess it would have been as I began to like Phil as a mate; I actually began to like the bloke and we would go off to baseball games and the like together. The hair-stroking became Jan stroking his neck or his back, and as Phil was often having back problems the massages became quite regular. At some point in this gradual process I began to get sexual feelings when Jan was doing this. I would pretend to not watch them as it was happening but secretly I could feel the erections starting. Goodness knows what Phil was thinking but if he was anything like me he would have been lapping it up. On hot summer evenings he would be lying there with his top off and Jan would be stroking his chest and playing with his nipples. I remember she asked me once if nipples were a sexual area for me like herself but I lied to her that it was not; this was because I knew it would turn Phil on and I wanted her to continue to arouse him. I then started to leave them alone for massage, partly because I wanted something to happen with them, and also I suspected that they held back somewhat when I was around. I knew this because if I were to come back into the room I would often see a slightly jerky reaction from Jan as if she didn't want me to know what she had been doing. The strange thing was that during this period, at times when I was making love to her and sometimes voicing my fantasy about a twosome she would express that this turned her off. Anyway this had been happening for at least a year and I begun to lose any hope of anything actually happening as it just did not appear to be Jan's intentions. Often I would go to bed and leave them downstairs together; in bed I would fantasize about them getting off together. But soon after I would hear the door slam and Jan would come to bed. One night, though, there was no door-slam. They always had music playing at a reasonable volume so I could never hear upstairs what was happening below. This night, after the lack of door-slam, I decided to creep down and observe as there were places I could do this without being seen. As I entered the room I caught my breath because Phil was sitting on the sofa lying back with his eyes closed ... and his pants around his ankles. Jan was masturbating him with her hands. I could see a tube of hand-cream lying nearby. He had the most amazing cock I had ever seen - it was huge, in length, if not in girth. Phil was making suitable pleasurable noises and I expected that he would probably cum in no time. However Jan was regularly squeezing the base of his penis to forestall the climax so it went on for some time. You can imagine what was happening to my cock. It was as hard as Phil's and it was very tempting to reveal myself and ask if I could join them. However I knew that this might then be the end of the relationship and at that moment I wanted it to go on forever. I could see Jan cup her hand under his balls as she so often did to me and run her fingers up Phil's shaft. I so wanted that to be my own shaft but this was too good to miss watching. After a while I could see that the tension in Phil was going to be too much and suddenly there was an explosion of cum from his full cock that shot in the air and all over his naked chest. I saw Jan rub it into his body with her hand, especially around his nipple area. Phil was done and I knew I would need to creep upstairs again before they saw or heard me. However before I went I heard Jan explain to Phil that she had only done this to ease his sexual tension and that she didn't want it to go any further. Within 5 minutes I heard the door slam and a few minutes later Jan came to bed. Of course after this my trips downstairs became more frequent. I tried to make the journey almost as soon as it would have been obvious that I had put the light out in the bedroom; I didn't want to miss a thing! However nothing more happened for several days and I begun to wonder if it was literally a one-off. About 4 or 5 days later, though, I was in my usual place when Phil, minus his shirt, asked Jan whether she would mind him lying on her breasts. Usually there was this pillow between his head and Jan's lap so I expected that Jan would have refused, but, much to my surprise, she instead said that he could. This meant that instead of sitting on the sofa normally Jan had to lie on it, and effectively Phil had his head sideways on her breasts, fully clothed of course, as I imagined. She was wearing a blouse with buttons down the front, slightly low-cut, enough to reveal a small amount of cleavage. As I gazed on, though, Jan began to undo her top buttons and I saw that she was lying there with no bra on. Phil began to gather that he was getting access to more than he had thought and soon found he was lying on those lovely curved boobs that I had so often stroked myself. As the realization dawned on him he began to turn his head and kiss her nipples. I could see that they became erect immediately and glistened under the soft lights. Phil began to undo the remaining buttons until he could part the two sides of her blouse. I saw him bury his head in my wife's breasts kissing them and rubbing her upper body with his hair. Soon they were kissing one another passionately. I often think that kissing is greatly under-rated when I have read erotic stories or seen films; for me it was the ultimate joy to see Phil's and my wife's tongues darting in and out of one another's mouth, Phil's strong, hairy chest pressed against Jan's firm breasts. It seemed an age that I was there watching Phil's lustful body held against my lovely wife. My penis was in seventh heaven and I was rubbing it against the curtain to get my juices running. Phil pulled Jan up from the sofa, turned her round and cupped her breasts in his arms, kissing the back of her necks, biting her shoulder and back gently. He told her to close her eyes and then he took down his pants and underwear, once again revealing his fantastic specimen of an erect shaft. Then he undid the catch on the back of her short skirt and let it fall to the ground. He began to nestle his huge cock between her lovely buttocks and I could see his pre-cum start to dribble down from the top of the slit. I guessed that, by this time, Jan was going to want that huge tool between her legs so she herself pulled down her own panties and turned around to face Phil's manhood. I could hear her gasp. Although she had masturbated him a few days before, I think to see it in all its magnificent, stately splendor was just too much for her. "Would you do me the honor of taking me Phil" I heard her say. "My husband's penis is lovely but yours is just fantastic, and I want to feel its length inside me". With that she laid on her back on the floor with her legs wide apart and Phil kneeled between her legs and slid his already juicy cock between her welcoming thighs, collapsing his strong, manly body on her willing frame. They were kissing so passionately. I just loved to see my wife so enjoying another man -- it was without doubt the most wonderful moments of my life. They must have been there for 10 or 15 minutes, Phil sliding his massive length in and out of her juicy cunt, his balls flapping against the underside of it. She was moaning with ecstasy which increased as he slid one of his fingers alongside his penis as it thrust in and out of her. I have learned over the years when Jan is about to orgasm but Phil also seemed to know instinctively, belying his seeming difficulties with other girls. As he withdrew his finger Jan placed her own finger alongside his throbbing cock as it pursued its relentless journey and that was enough to tip Phil over the edge. The thought that Jan had managed to help Phil overcome his difficulties and bring him to this wonderful climax was enough for my wife to give in to her heightening desires and they both emptied their sexual tanks together in an explosion of lust and desire, kissing each other with even more passion as Phil's love-juices invaded her inner body and Jan's own ones were released with orgasmic intensity. They collapsed together in an emotional heap, Jan trying to get every drop of his cum inside her. I was so delighted to have witnessed my best friend invading my beautiful wife's body and seeing her so fulfilled with this younger man's vitality and passion. I knew that life would never be the same again and as a result I hope to tell you of further days and nights of passion which I have witnessed since. My Wife's Younger Love Ch. 02 Encouraged by some of my readers' responses and by constructive criticism I had to my first true account of what happened when I discovered my best friend Phil enjoying my wife Jan's body one evening after giving no previous indication that she had any sexual desires towards him, I now continue ......... I was first incredulous when I found Jan was attracted to my younger friend, but also highly aroused. Although I was longing to join in with them I kept quiet about it as I was finding this the most sexually satisfying period of my life since I first married Jan. To watch Phil's magnificent penis thrusting between my wife's open legs was filling me with lust for her body, making me fall in love with her all the more. I had expected that after being fucked by Phil she wouldn't want me so much but whether it was to disguise what had been going on downstairs or not, certainly when she finally came to bed and found me fully erect she would not feign tiredness but would let me take her. I would comment on how wet she was down below knowing that her love-hole was swimming with my friend Phil's juices but she would just tell me she was aroused by my erection. I just found it all the more exciting to know I was sliding my cock in Jan's and Phil's mixed juices. Anyway this went on for some weeks with me observing from a distance as Phil regularly enjoyed my wife's body. In between these occasions we would conduct conversation as if nothing was going on at all. In one of our conversations we discussed going away for a weekend for a motor racing event, something which we all enjoyed. Phil was not all that well-off so my wife arranged a cheap bed and breakfast with two rooms, one for Phil and one for Jan and me. When we arrived we found that the place we had booked was quite shabby and although our own room was reasonable Phil's was not that clean. At this point Jan asked me whether I thought Phil could sleep in our room, to which I agreed but asked where he might sleep. When we looked at our small room the only possibility was for Phil to share the bed. Phil seemed a bit embarrassed at the suggestion but we both assured him he would be welcome. So as it was late we started to get ready for bed, Phil and I both in our underpants. Jan was getting prepared in the small ensuite attached to the bedroom and I guess Phil and I were both in anticipation as to how Jan would appear. Finally she emerged wearing a sexy nightdress which just cleared the top of her thighs apologizing that that was all she had to wear. I could see the bulge in Phil's pants as he tried to hide his arousal by clambering into bed first. We agreed that I didn't want to sleep next to Phil so he and I slept on either side of Jan. What I wasn't prepared for was how close together we were, but after lying on my side facing outwards I actually fell asleep very quickly. I am a very sound sleeper with a deep snore (so my wife tells me!). But about 3 a.m. I woke up enough to detect that Phil was closer to my wife than I was. After a few moments I began to feign my snoring to see what was going on as by then I had turned onto my other side and was facing them. I realized that they were both naked by then and I could see that Phil was fucking Jan on their sides. They were getting more entwined with one another and I was observing with my eyes half-closed in order to not arouse suspicion. After a while my friend turned Jan on her back and began to tongue her nipples - I could see how aroused they were by Phil's tender attentions to her sensual needs that had been surfacing on a regular basis of late. I watched as her legs opened up to Phil's cock once again and could hear her low moans as his 5 inches sunk in to her wet welcome right up to his balls. I felt very aroused to be so near them as Phil thrust his huge erect shaft in an out of her wet cunt. My erection was huge too and I wanted now, beyond the point of no return, to join in, so I edged my penis against her thighs and started to thrust in time with Phil. I'm not sure Phil knew what was happening at first but clearly Jan now realized I was awake and joining in her "secret" liaison. The thought of two men having their way with her body just hastened her orgasm, which in turn brought Phil to a peak too and they both exploded their juices together with moans and sighs that could have no longer been hidden even if I had been asleep. As soon as Phil had finished I reassured him it was OK for him to have my wife but that I needed to empty my own throbbing cock into my wife's dripping vagina. So he moved over and for the first time I was able to see at close hand the volume of spunk that he had donated to my wife's sexual cause. I loved seeing it dribble out between her legs and I asked Jan if she would collect it up and rub it over my own cock. She lovingly rubbed it all around my shaft and I then plunged it into the hole that I had so often thought was my own property but now shared with my best friend, his juices helping me to slide in and out of Jan's opening until I too shot all my cream in as well. I was completely shattered by this time and soon fell asleep again but from time to time aroused enough to see Jan and Phil lovingly engaged in further sensual adventures, now released by me to enjoy their relationship without fear. When I awoke in the morning they were still entwined but looking half-dead from the night. We had planned to watched the day's motoring activities together but they stirred enough to encourage me to enjoy it on my own as they were completely shattered. When I returned late afternoon they had clearly found renewed energy as I walked into Phil sitting in a chair with Jan lowering herself onto Phil's fully-erect cock. I don't know how Phil managed to have so much sexual energy to maintain this but I knew as an older guy I couldn't compete, though just the sight of my wife's naked body and my friend's massive shaft certainly revived my flagging sexuality. He was cupping her breasts from behind, kissing her back and neck, and occasionally Jan would turn around to engage in sensual tongue-kissing, to me the most potent sexual image I could have conjured up. I still could hardly believe that after all these years when Jan had only had me as a sexual partner she was now clearly immersing her whole self in this loving relationship with my best friend. What's more it was renewing my own love for Jan. I asked if I could join in with their capers and Jan said she would love me to use my tongue on her. So as Phil's hard penis slid in and out of my wife's cunt from behind I knelt on the floor in front and started to tantalise my wife's clit first gently and then sliding my tongue up between the underside of Phil's cock and the area just inside Jan's juicy love-hole. I've never had any desires for sex with another guy but I was so thoroughly aroused that to run my tongue over my friend's member and into Jan's juicy opening was just too much for me and them. I could feel Phil's throbbing penis as it shot its load into my wife's willing body and simultaneously her cunt tightening around my tongue and his shaft as the two lovers' sexual releases coincided in orgasmic delight. While Phil's penis was still gradually softening in Jan's dripping cunt I thrust my own hard cock alongside his and without ceremony emptied myself into my wife. For a while we remained there, our three organs united in spent passion, until finally Phil's and mine slid out. We all collapsed onto the bed once again and dozed for a while as we recovered from a night and a day of sexual passion beyond my wildest dreams. My Wife's Younger Love Ch. 03 In the first two parts of my story I shared how my young friend Phil overcame his shyness to start a sexual relationship with my wife, firstly observed by me without their knowledge and later involving my participation. I now continue ... * It was wonderful to see how my wife Jan began to help my friend Phil overcome both his initial shyness and then later his impetuousness and perhaps roughness in his sexual advances towards her. For example at the start he would tend to be quite rough in groping her breasts, whereas after a while Jan would get him to stand behind her and show him how to treat them with respect, firm but lovingly stroking them; she would take his hands and show him how he liked her nipples touched in order to make them erect without getting sore. When he got it right Jan would respond by stimulating a sexual area of his body, or take his erect penis in her mouth or lick the glans or his balls, or she would pull him into her body and give him the most intimate kiss. Of course it pleased her to be able to educate him like this as it was very fulfilling for her; likewise she knew that in the times when I was present I would be personally aroused, and would sometimes, but not always, join in. Jan is no slut -- she understands what a loving relationship is, even when it is two men instead of one. She always made sure that when we were alone she would reassure me of her love for me, something I needed to hear, and checked that I was still happy for the second relationship to continue. However gradually as Phil became more confident in his sexual prowess he secretly began to make more meaningful relationships with girls of his age and it became clear in time that he was slowly weaning himself off my wife in order to pursue a relationship with one particular single woman. Of course Jan was very happy that she had played such a positive part in helping him to a more mature way of life with women, but naturally sad that he was not so much a part of her life. When, one day, he announced that he wanted to adopt a steady relationship with this woman and that he felt it would be wrong to continue a similar one with Jan there were many tears from her. For one last time Phil took Jan in his arms, kissing her passionately, then slowly and lovingly undid the buttons on her blouse and skirt, under which he knew there would be no other protection for her body, scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom for last rites. I knew I would not be welcome in the room that night. As I listened from the next room during the next few hours I could hear the pants and sighs as Phil thrust his full penis between her so-willing thighs for the last time and emptied that cock of all its remaining love for her, my wife echoing his moans with cries of love and despair together. In the morning Phil had gone and although we saw him again from time to time we knew that the relationship as it was had ended. It took many months to help Jan recover to a good place again, during which often she seemed drained of all sexual energy. I had some idea of what she was feeling and tried to be patient with her. Gradually we re-established our own relationship to the pace where we both were enjoying one another with abandon again. We concluded that something like this was never likely to happen again and settled down to a satisfactory, if at times unexciting, sexual life together. Two years ago something happened to me that was to be a pivotal moment in Jan's and my relationship. I developed something called Peyronie's Disease. Fortunately it is not very common and I had never heard of it at all. My wife noticed it first, surprisingly. A small bend in my erect penis, nothing to worry about I thought, but Jan wanted me to see a doctor about it. In the meantime, looking on the web I discovered Peyronie's and my doctor suggested it as likely. He sent me to a specialist who confirmed that I had indeed contracted the disease (not infectious) and that there was neither any definite known cause nor a cure, other than surgery once the bend, which was increasing every day, had settled down. Even then there was no certainty of success. It is difficult to imagine a bend in your trusty erect penis approaching 90 degrees but that is what developed, making intercourse too painful for both of us. Of course we found ways around it but had to avoid penetration. It was compounded by Jan one day telling me how, although she loved me, that she found it sexually a turn-off to see my deformed member. We agreed that we loved each other enough to find a solution but the only one seemed to be to find Jan another partner like before who could fulfill her deep needs to be fully satisfied in that hollow between her legs. One day I asked her, in desperation really, if there was anyone she could envisage allowing into that space. She had evidently been thinking about it herself and she replied that the only one she could think of was Jeff. I must admit that I was shocked as Jeff, at 18, had only recently got married so I couldn't imagine him being interested in my middle-aged (but beautiful) wife, so in my mind I dismissed it. This was also because although he was 18 Jeff, to me anyway, was still looking like the 15/16 year old that we used to see going to school until he managed to get his girlfriend pregnant. At least he had chosen to marry her. Anyway, as I say, I dismissed it from my mind completely until one day, when his computer stopped working, I said that I would try and fix it for him as that is one of the things I do. It was his laptop and he allowed me to take it away to check it out. As it happened it was not a difficult fault to fix but in the process I came across some of his tastes in internet sex. I was amazed to find loads and loads, not just a few, of video's of sex with mature women. At first I thought it was part of a job lot but after a while I could see that this guy really did enjoy these video's. I decided to invite him round while my wife was out for the day to explain how I fixed his laptop and to investigate his tastes further. On the Saturday he came round to our house and we had a few beers together while watching the football. When he was relaxed I produced his laptop and casually mentioned these video's that I'd spotted. At this point he went bright red, apologized profusely, and almost begged me not to mention it to his new wife. I assured him that I had no intention of doing that and he began to calm down a bit. In fact, I said, I had a video of my wife undressing and wondered if he was interested in seeing it. Of course he was. As I played it to him I could see the bulge in his shorts as my wife slowly took off her bra to reveal her full breasts, dropped her pants and parted her legs to show all her glory. I asked him what he normally did when he viewed such clips and he told me he masturbated to them. When I told him that I did too he relaxed even more. Now I don't know how you guys do it but I have had this habit since childhood of using a pillow to stimulate me; it is as much like a woman's body as I can get without buying a blow-up, which I think my wife might have objected to. He was very interested to know how I did it, so we took my laptop up to the bedroom and we set her striptease on repeat in the middle at the head of the bed, armed ourselves with a pillow and tissues each, and took off all our clothes. I have to admit it felt a bit weird and I was glad my wife was definitely out all day. Jeff's penis was well erect, long but quite narrow; his body was just young-looking and bore out my estimation of his age, despite his 18 years. Slowly he followed me as I lay on top of the pillow, inserting my hard-on under the pillow-slip at the top and thrusting in and out to the view of my wife's naked body and welcoming open thighs. I had warned him to be ready with the tissues when he felt himself about to cum so at that point we both covered our long erect shafts with a few of them. He really did not last long, and who can blame him, but he did make a lot of noise as his young tool shot out explosions of creamy cum. I found it more difficult as I was familiar with the clip but the sound of his moans expressed at the enjoyment of my wife's body was soon enough to send my own cock into spasms of joy. At this point I resolved to get him and my wife together. It would be more difficult because Jeff had a wife who would expect him to be around at times. The first thing I did was to explain what I had discovered to Jan. I think that because of my inability to satisfy her completely she was ready for anything but she actually laughed when I described how I had got him to cum into a pillow at the sight of her lovely body. However she said she would do it whenever I was ready and had persuaded Jeff to try it out. As it happened there was soon an occasion when Jeff's wife had to go away for a week on a course so I took the opportunity to invite him to dinner rather than live on burgers for a week. I suggested it would be nice to dress up for the occasion, with candles, red wine and that sort of thing. I had primed Jan to wear one of her more sexy outfits but even I was not prepared for what she was wearing as she came down the stairs after I had let Jeff in. She was wearing a short mini-dress with an opening that ran from top to waist level leaving little of her breasts to be imagined. Whenever she stooped or leant to one side it was clear that she was going to seduce at least one guy in that room as the sight of a nipple or two came into view. With several glasses of wine consumed we were definitely a merry crew. When the slow romantic music was turned on it was obvious that so was Jeff! Jan would take us as partners in turn and I could see Jeff getting more and more steamy for her. I went to the kitchen to get the coffee and when I returned Jan was snogging this young boy, as I saw him, their tongues darting in and out of one another's mouths, his right hand inside her dress feeling the shape of her breasts. I stood, slightly concealed, to watch as he stooped and opening her dress up began to kiss around her breasts and tongued her nipples to erection. My own penis began its journey to hardness, at first a bit uncomfortable because of the bend -- I have got used to freeing it when I get horny in my wife's presence so as to not to suffer so much discomfort so I darted upstairs and changed into my dressing gown. When I returned it was clear that Jeff didn't know much about what he was doing as he was largely oblivious of me. All he knew was that this sexy older woman had tipped his sexuality over the boundary of safety into new territories that he was about to discover. Having said that I have to give him his due that, despite a slur, he managed to ask me if it was OK to have her. But without waiting for an answer he dropped back my wife's dress from off her shoulders, then to the ground and laid her down on the sofa with her whole nakedness revealed. Jan, who had retained a modicum of decorum, asked me if I would mind leaving the room as it was his first time with her; I reluctantly agreed. However I could still hear all that they were saying from the dining room where I sat drinking a full pot of coffee. We had agreed previously that she would be free to express her lust for him so I was not surprised to hear her exclaim that he had a lovely body when he had clearly just removed all his own clothes. He must have quickly slipped his slender young cock between her legs and thrust it into her as I heard her gasp that it felt wonderful to have his long, straight cock right up inside her. You might think that I would have been jealous to hear that but instead I was overjoyed that at last my wife could be fully satisfied again as she felt this young boy's manhood invading her for the first time. I heard her groan "Fuck me, Jeff, fuck me" several times, an indication that she was now passionately aroused by his youthful body clasped to her own. I imagined how it must have felt for his developing chest to lie on my wife's full breasts, his lips and hers locked in tender and loving kisses, their tongues meeting and finding out the inside of one another's hot mouths. I could hear him telling her how beautiful she was; she, likewise, was expressing her lust for his younger frame and I waited longingly for those moments when both of them would approach orgasm, the moans and groans increasing to a crescendo of passion until all Jeff's hot cream and Jan's love-juices exploded together as his slender young cock released its contents deep into my wife's welcoming body. I knew that they would lie together for some time locked in each other's arms and I chose to go to the spare room to sleep so that they could enjoy the rest of the night together should they still have the energy and passion to continue to explore one another's willing bodies. All through the night I could hear that their passions were being re-awakened as time after time he was driving his hard shaft in and out of her love-hole again, fully satisfying Jan's dormant lust for a man to fill her up with hard cock. There is such power in imagination and I lay fucking my pillow with my hard but bent shaft as his perfectly formed member repeatedly gave Jan the satisfaction she craved, on one occasion emptying my own contents into the pillow substitute as I heard them coming to a climax together once again. In the morning I brought them breakfast. It was lovely to serve them and see their still naked upper bodies next to each other after their night of discovered passion, the smile on Jan's face again telling me that she was grateful that I'd afforded her the opportunity to have her sexuality fully explored again. I knew it would be the first of many such occasions. My Wife's Younger Love Ch. 04 In the third part of my story I explained how after our young friend Phil finally found a woman to share his life with, and after I developed a disease which prevented me from penetrative sex with my wife Jan, a new friend Jeff came into our life. I continue .... When Jeff became a lover for my wife Jan I started to see her awakened in her sexual drive once again. After Phil had left our lives there had been a large void which had only widened when, because of my Peyronies, I had been unable to enjoy my wife in the way that I had in the past. Although we still had sex together we had had to often watch each other bring ourselves to climax, or occasionally I would tongue her to that point. We had missed the joy of thrusting together with our most responsive organs and so, as I began to share in the previous part of my story, it was wonderful when young Jeff was able to fulfill my wife's intimate longings. At first it seemed strange to watch this recently-married 18-year old, who still had a schoolboy physique and fresh looks, fucking my beautiful middle-aged wife and giving her so much pleasure at that. Of course, it wasn't so easy to schedule the times as with Phil because he had been single. We had to find occasions when Jeff could come over to our house without arousing suspicion. Fortunately, during the first month his wife was away on a work course during the week so there were plenty of times when he was able to stay the night and enjoy Jan's willing body into the early hours. After their first time Jan would often allow me to watch (though I actually derived lots of pleasure from hearing them in the next bedroom when sometimes they wanted some privacy). They would let me video them, so I would strip off completely and look longingly as Jan, dressed in lacy underwear, would lead Jeff by the hand into our bedroom, stand behind him, undo and drop his pants, slowly undo his shirt buttons and tantalizingly run her hands over his young developing chest; she would linger with her fingertips over his nipples and I would focus my camera on his penis as it emerged quickly to stand perfectly upright before me. I would sometimes be reminded of my own bent cock, erect, but unable now to fulfill Jan's deep longings for penetration. I would watch as her right hand would cup Jeff's balls and run her fingers up the length of his hard tower. As Jan stood behind Jeff I filmed Jan as she rubbed her breasts down his back, then, turning to face him, held them together around his cock, masturbating his organ until I could see the pre-cum appear. I'd forgotten how sensitive a young, virile man's penis could be and how easily the cum would start to appear. Then Jan's tongue would stimulate its length like she was licking a delicious ice-cream. Again the camera captured the sheer joy in their faces as their bodies were locked in various sexual positions. I would love it when Jeff stood behind Jan with his erection rubbing between her buttocks, and the expression of delight on my wife's face as my new friend stimulated with his young fingers that orifice between her thighs which I had so often enjoyed myself. Then laying her down on the bed and opening up her legs, as I videoed, Jeff would slowly tantalise that vaginal entrance of hers with the tip of his penis until Jan would cry out "please fuck me now Jeff - I must have your full length inside me again" at which point she would gasp as his young member penetrated her willing body. Their kissing was so passionate as he thrust his slender body in and out of Jan's juicy cunt and I so much wanted to be Jeff at this point, feeling what he was feeling, experiencing his youthful body pressed against my wife's breasts, his hard cock engorged inside Jan's lovely opening. I would tremble as I saw the sexual joy on their faces when Jeff drove his cock deep into her, watched as Jan moved her fingers around his thrusting cock as it entered her, and the cries of pleasure as they climaxed together again. At this stage you can imagine I needed to release the pent-up pressure within my own pleasured member so I asked Jan to rub hers and Jeff's juices around my penis which, to my gratification, both of them did. It was lovely to feel their tender hands around my ready cock, rubbing their pleasure juices in so I could feel part of what they had both so lovingly enjoyed before my eyes. I think they both felt sorry for me and wanted to help me achieve my own orgasm so they would egg me on with sexual innuendo about their relationship. Jan would tell me how wonderful it had been to have Jeff's cock fucking her, how she really loved his tongue in her mouth, etc, etc until I emptied my juices into my pillow-substitute or sometimes on the top of Jan's body with Jeff's hands around the shaft. Jan knew that descriptions of her intense love for Jeff's body would always push me over the top and, although I have never been gay, to feel both Jan's and Jeff's fingers stimulating my cock would always be too much for me and I would love to pump all that hot cream into their waiting hands. As Jeff began to sense that I was enjoying the fact that he was ravishing my lovely wife of thirty years he would also add his own innuendo, telling me how he loved getting his full length between my wife's legs and emptying his "gallons of hot cream" into her as his tongue and Jan's met in such passionate kissing. Both of us began to look forward with excitement to Jeff's visits. They would always greet each other with a deep French kiss, Jan always wearing something with a plunging neckline so that he would be turned on as soon as he came through the door. It seemed funny but one day he had a day off when I had to work and it meant that almost as soon as he came through the door I had to go to work. This was the first time that Jeff had been alone in the house with Jan when I was out so I had to imagine what was happening at home - I certainly didn't get very much work done that day. I imagined that Jeff perhaps would have stayed the morning and then gone home but when I arrived his car was still outside the house so I hoped to get in without them hearing so I could enjoy peeking at them or listening to their conversation. Unfortunately I had left my key behind so reluctantly I had to ring the door-bell. Jan appeared in very sexy lingerie which I hadn't remembered seeing before, to be honest a little peeved that she'd had to come downstairs to open the door. What attracted me though was the cum dribble that was running down her leg. I could feel a hard-on coming and I asked her about the lingerie. She said that it was Jeff's wife's and he'd brought it with him for Jan to wear when they made love. I asked if I could join them but Jan was not feeling very charitable that evening so I was going to have to fantasize. However when I later went upstairs I found they'd left the door open so I was able to see Jan and Jeff reasonably clearly through the door-crack. He had Jan's legs held open and he was licking her between her legs. Jan was moaning with pleasure at the attentions she was getting so I could see why she'd not wanted to be disturbed. I wondered whether they had actually spent all day in bed and Jan later confirmed that they had sex and sleep all day long. Jan was getting orgasms at regular intervals with Jeff's attentions so I tiptoed into the other bedroom, stripped off, and brought my pillow to hold against the crack in the door as I watched them. I heard Jeff say "I really love you Jan" and Jan say the same to him. She was telling him how much pleasure he was bringing her and how she loved him fucking her. I wish I'd still been able to sustain so many erections and orgasms as Jeff was having but I would have to satisfy myself with watching. Once again Jeff's cock slowly penetrated Jan's juicy opening and so I began to rub my own against the pillow I was holding thrusting in time with Jeff's own. They were making a lot of noise, moans and cries of pleasure, so I was able to stimulate my own cock without drawing attention to myself - I think I may have let out my own moans as I climaxed at the same time as Jan and Jeff did - the only triple-taneous orgasm I was likely to be able to enjoy now that my penis was no longer up to its former job. I could see them lying together in each others arms with their bodies entwined in loving relaxation, ready for sleep. At this point I left them together so happy that my wife was being catered for by someone who would be both tender and youthfully exuberant with her. I know it seems a strange relationship but Jan still tells me she loves me and is pleased that I get real sexual satisfaction from watching and listening to her and Jeff pleasuring each other, even telling him that she loves him as I wouldn't want her to just be in a lust relationship with him. It just seems that she is able to love two guys at once and I count myself very fortunate to have married a woman like her.