I guess the best place to start any story is at the
beginning. I meet my wife Jan when I was young
and still a virgin. She was a year younger than me but
despite her tender age she was already well experienced
sexually, having lost her cherry two years before while
only aged fourteen. So by the time we meet she had
already had taken quite a few cocks up her In the early
days I used to be very jealous of these earlier
lovers… later I was to learn to love hearing all the
juicy details over and over… but I am getting ahead
We went together for several years until the eventual
happened and Jan got pregnant. We married and settled
down to a normal routine. Our sex life remained great
and we were always looking for new ideas to try. Jan
got sexier as she matured and always had guys buzzing
around her like bees around a honey pot which always
irritated me and was the cause of many unnecessary
Because of my lack of pre marital experience I began to
wonder what being with another woman would be like. Jan
was still very flirtatious so one day I bought up the
suggestion of maybe trying swinging with another
couple. Jan would have nothing to do with it saying she
was and always had been a ‘one guy, girl’. Even in her
earlier days, she said, she never went out with two
guys at the same time and only had sex with her regular
boyfriends even though there seemed to be quite a few
However I let the idea rest. I often thought that I
wouldn’t get jealous of Jan with another guy if I was
with his wife. About this stage I came across several
stories about guys who liked to watch their wives
having sex with other men. At the time I thought they
must have been crazy and even a bit kinked in the head.
However all that changed one New Years eve. We had been
at a neighbor’s party and Jan had Ben flirting
outrageously with a single guy there. So much so that
before midnight I packed a sad and stormed off home.
I had expected Jan to follow but it was in the early
hours before she finally arrived home. In my rage I had
not been able to sleep and had stayed in the lounge
with the lights off ready to a***e her when she walked
in. I was gazing out side when I noticed to figures
standing at out gate.
They were standing very close and it was easy to
recognize Jan and John but what happened next really
got me fired up. Jan suddenly lent over closer and
began kissing John. Already at boiling point my rage
really started to boil over but then as the kiss
lingered on I noticed something strange happening.
Instead of feeling anger I was starting to get turned
They broke away for a second or two then their lips
meet again. I started to get very curious and wondered
just how far she had gone with John. They could have
left the party hours ago and been up to just about
anything. Was this a simple ‘good night’ kiss, or was
it a ‘thanks for the fuck, lets get together again
Soon they broke apart and Jan let herself in the front
door. Still confused over my strange emotion I jumped
into bed first and feigned sleep. In the morning my
curiosity got the better of me and I quizzed Jan over
what she had got up to the night before. At first she
was very non committal but when I finally confessed to
seeing her kissing John and how I had found it very
erotic she told me everything, although there wasn’t
much to tell.
She did confess to being annoyed at my behavior and had
played up more than she normally would have even
suggesting to John that they walk home via the local
park. Usually this would have set me over the top but
now I felt disappointed when she told me that he had
turned down her offer.
Anyhow from that moment on I couldn’t get the idea out
of my head and openly encouraged Jan to flirt more and
more. I even suggested she meet up with John again and
although very reluctant she finally agreed, more to
shut me up than anything else. Unfortunately nothing
came of this either but from then on I began setting up
all sorts of scenarios where Jan would find herself
alone with various men but still nothing happened.
Eventually I had my dreams come true.
We were on holiday in Australia and were staying with a
cousin of mine. I knew Jan and Len had always fancied
each other so one night I suggested to Jan that she
approach him. The long and the short of this is that
there started one of the greatest two weeks of my life.
For the next ten days it seemed like Jan always had at
least one of our cocks to do what she liked with.
Sometimes we took her at the same time, other times we
would sit back and watch as the other two went at it. I
guess the high light for me was one morning when I was
having a shower. As I was drying off I heard the
distinctive sounds of lovemaking coming from the
bedroom. I took my time imagining what was going on in
the room next door. When I finally entered the bedroom
I wasn’t disappointed. Before my eyes was a sight I
shall never forget and one I only have to conjure up
all these years later to get my cock rock hard.
Len was lying back on the bed and Jan was straddled
over him. Her tits were swaying in front of his face
and her arse was high in the air giving me a perfect
view of his cock sliding in and out her cunt. They were
both moaning and groaning in time with their stroking.
On the up stroke Jan would lift her hips until only the
knob of his cock was in her, then she would slide down
on it taking it up deep inside her. Their pubic areas
were matted and sticky with their love juices and never
before had I felt so much love and pride for my darling
wife. I went around and kissed her and all along she
didn’t let up on her rhythm. She groaned into my mouth
as she lowered her self onto his prick. What a strange,
but lovely feeling, kissing my lovely wife while she
slowly fucked another man. I decided to leave them
alone and went and got breakfast ready while they
Many years were to go by before Jan conceded to taking
another lover. I had never given up hope of another
episode like the other but the next one went far beyond
my wildest fantasies.
I had a temporary job in North America for two months
setting up some logging machinery my company had sold.
I volunteered for the job provided I could take Jan
along. We lived in a fairly remote timber camp and as
it turned out Jan was the only woman on site. Of
course she was very popular with all the guys and as
usual I encouraged her flirting but, as before she
never took it past a certain stage.
With two weeks to run on our contract I had almost
given up hope of anything exciting happening. Here, I
explained to Jan. was the perfect opportunity for us to
act out another of my fantasies. We slept in a small
cabin and socialized in the canteen most nights.
One guy, Terry, really really caught on to Jan’s
flirting and one day I told him to go as far as he
liked saying that it only made it better for me.
However Jan wouldn’t go further as he was married and
she said she wouldn’t play around with him because of
that. However she did concede to another guy but when
we propositioned him he backed down real quick, saying;
“Thanks, but no thanks.” We never learnt why… we
suspected he may have been gay!
With only a week left I begged Jan to reconsider and
reluctantly she agree to inviting Terry around to our
cabin for drinks. On the night I poured cocktails, lit
up a smoke and then excused myself saying I had to go
over the shower block to shower. I put a Shaggy CD on
and left them alone. In the shower I took my time but
my cock was rock hard imagining what was going on back
in the cabin.
When I returned I hesitated and before going to the
door I walked around the back to a window. Peeking
through my vision was mainly obscured but the curtain
but what I could see blew my mind. They were dirty
dancing together and although I could only see from
their waists down it was very erotic. They were
obviously rubbing their crutches together and ‘dry
fucking’ to the music.
When I entered the front door they were still embraced
together only now I could see more and was surprised to
find they both had their tops off. Jan’s pert little
tits were pressed into Terry’s very muscular chest.
Their arms were around each other and as I kissed her
Jan whispered, “I have to have him.”
I replied that nothing would give me more pleasure and
positioned myself for a perfect view. Because of AIDS I
had insisted on Terry using condoms and soon Jan had
his cock out and was rolling one on. Terry’s cock
matched the rest of his body and was a perfect shape
and size. Years of forestry work had left him fit and
Within minutes they were both naked and Jan was
straddling him . Her hand was guiding his cock into her
love hole. Once again I watched in awe as she plunged
down onto another man’s penis. With each stroke she
took it deeper until finally the condom covered part
disappeared inside her leaving only a few inches of
shinny back cock exposed. Soon even this disappeared
deep inside her as she took him up to the hilt.
Yes, Terry was a black as the ace of spades and soon
proved that he could live up to his race’s reputation
him up to the hilt. When they did finish I rolled Jan
over and slide in for sloppy seconds. I was amazed at
how juicy she was and knowing the condom was still
intact meant all the juice was hers. Only those that
have had the experience of sliding into their wives,
seconds after another man has withdrawn his cock will
know the pleasure I received. I knew I had to put on an
extra effort to compete with Terry and when I finished
he applauded before rolling Jan over and doing her once
And so we went on all week, trying all sorts of thing
and acting out all our fantasies. One I enjoyed was one
night lying on my back and getting Jan on top in a
sixty nine position. Then while I licked and sucked her
pussy I motioned for terry to come over and join in.
His cock always seemed to be ready and soon he had
rolled a fresh condom on and was standing next to us.
I reached out and grabbed his cock and guided it
towards my wife’s cunt lips. I rubbed his knob slowly
around the entrance before allowing it to slide in and
there before my eyes was my widest dream coming true.
Only inches away a black man was sliding his cock in
and out my love’s beautiful pussy.