Then I saw a porn movie where a guy seduced another guy’s wife as he silently watched. And it really turned me on. But aside from being a hot movie scene, I never thought much about it until Shelley and I were newly married and she was pregnant. At the time, she was still pen pals with a previous boyfriend (living far away from us) and I discovered she shared a few pics of her growing Mom boobs.
At first I was angry, but soon discovered there was little more to it than a girl who felt pride in her new boobs and wanted to share it with another guy who could appreciate the before/after. She assured me it was just in fun, a little flirtatious teasing, and there was nothing to worry about. And she was truthful.
I kept it to myself at the time, but it really turned me on that she did that! I didn’t fully trust the situation, but I also secretly wanted her to do it again. Every time I thought about her flirting with other guys and sharing photos of her naked body, I got an instant hard on. The idea of her being freely sexual with other men became a powerful fantasy I kept to myself for quite some time. It took about six months or so (until after our son was born), that I finally mustered the courage to discuss it with her.
One night while we were lying in bed, I asked her if she remembered the photos she sent to her ex-boyfriend. At first, she seemed upset that I would bring that up after so much time. I assured her I wasn’t angry or blaming her for anything. On the contrary, I told her how turned on I got thinking about it and asked her if she ever sent any more. She naturally said no, unsure what to make of my question.
A month or so later while playing around, I asked her if I could share a fantasy with her. Naturally she said yes. I told her it was pretty dirty and asked her to promise me that no matter what I said, she wouldn't judge me for it. This piqued her curiosity even more. I then placed her hand on my cock and asked her to pump me while I told it to her. As she stroked me, I described my fantasy which had now evolved into her fucking guys she met online. My cock was hard as a rock as she stroked it and quietly listened, her naughty grin and heavy breathing suggested it was turning her on too. After finishing the story, I removed her hand and rolled her onto her stomach. As I entered her from behind, I had never felt her so wet before. I wasn’t sure if it was the fantasy or the magnitude of my lust that made her so excited. I started thrusting into her from behind, asking her if she liked my little fantasy. At first she didn’t reply, but as I thrust harder and harder she started yelping “yes” after each question. She was so wet that every thrust sounded like a puddle splash!
Afterward, I asked her if she enjoyed herself. As she smiled, I asked her if she’d like to make that fantasy a reality. At first she gave me a quizzical look, unsure if I was serious. I assured her I was and described how the idea had become a persistent fantasy. Nothing excited me more than the idea of seeing her freely having sex with whomever she choose. At that point, she looked away in thought for a few long seconds. Then turned to me, broke into a big naughty smile, and simply said, "Okay."
Shortly later we created an account on AFF and posted a pic of her nude laying face down on our bed. (To this day, still one of my favorite pics of her). Within a few days, she was swarmed with messages from guys eager for the honor.
Over the next week or so, she spent time chatting with different prospects and trying to make a choice. The one who seemed to catch her interest most was an attorney from a nearby city that had been in the lifestyle for a while. I was kind of surprised too. He wasn’t particularly handsome, but I found out later she was attracted to the way he expressed himself during their chats. To her, he seemed cool, easy to talk with, confident, and patient (which she appreciated since it was her first time).
Although I wanted her to take sole initiative in choosing the lucky guy, she insisted on sharing her chat logs with me in the spirit of fun and transparency. Most of their discussion was pretty ordinary with the exception of one chat where he started probing her about her sexual likes and dislikes. Although it was pretty hot reading her words as she confided her erotic tastes (knowing she was warming up to fucking this guy), nothing she told him was new to me. I already knew she didn’t like anal, enjoyed subtle domination, preferred bareback sex if a guy can assure he is clean, and similar stuff. But then I read her response when he asked her if she was okay with a big cock, and she replied with a smiley face. That was the first hint ever that my girl had a secret appreciation for the big boys.
After that chat, I asked her if she wanted to move forward with him. In typical Shelley style, her eyes lit up as she shyly smiled and nodded. That was now my cue and I reached out to him to schedule a date for the following weekend.
We met the guy in the lounge of a nearby hotel where we rented a room. We had drinks for about an hour or so, chit chatting about everything but sex. Shelley seemed nervous and sat close next to me whole time. She was having fun, but also nervous and with an occasional facial expression saying, “I can’t believe I’m doing this.” This was definitely outside her normal comfort zone.
As a petite girl, Shelley gets drunk very easily. So after a few rounds, I realized it was time to make a move or risk spoiling the night if she tried to keep pace with us guys. It was at that point he went to the restroom and I asked her if she wanted to go upstairs. She smiled and shyly said, “yes.” I paid the check before he returned and then we all headed to the room together.
As we were all in the elevator, things started to feel a little surreal. Here we were walking and talking with this guy as if nothing was unusual, but with an unspoken understanding that he was following us for the sole purpose of having sex with her. And I think Shelly found it a little surreal too. She was quiet and had a funny grin on her face the entire time. A smile I’d see a lot more of in our future adventures. Sort of a strong combination of both nervousness and excitement.
Once we entered the room, she kicked her shoes off and sat on the bed. I immediately began kissing her. Meanwhile, our guest sat beside her and gently rubbed her thigh as we kissed. After a minute or two, I paused and asked her if she wanted to say hi to our new friend. Without saying a word or even opening her eyes, she turned her head and they began to kiss. Having now handed off my wife to another man for the first time, I quietly stepped back to give them space and enjoy the view.
They kissed like that for several minutes before he moved to her neck, breaking only to remove her shirt and open her jeans. With her eyes still closed, he gently leaned her back on the bed and slid her jeans off completely. My beautiful wife was now only wearing a black bra and panties as our new friend seemed to be devouring her abdomen with his kisses.
It felt odd standing close to them, so I moved to a chair in the room. Meanwhile he kneeled next to the bed and started sliding her underwear down. She responded by lifting her hips to ease their removal. With her pussy now revealed for his delight, he leaned in and began pleasuring her with his tongue. Her head rocked back and forth, eyes closed, as she moaned in response. Meanwhile, he slid his own pants down his kneeled legs and began massaging his exposed cock.
At this stage I was feeling a combination of euphoric excitement and surreal detachment. Here is some guy licking my wife’s pussy while pumping his huge cock in preparation to fuck her. And she’s letting him do it! And enjoying it! And I’m letting this happen! Hell, I actually encouraged this!
A few minutes later, he stood up and removed his clothes. As he undressed, she slid higher on the bed and popped off her bra. I was still sitting in a chair across the room as he climbed on the bed and moved into position between her legs. From where I sat, I could see her looking between her legs watching his hands manipulating his cock in a manner that looked like rubbing up and down her slit. Most likely lubricating himself for entry with her wetness.
I couldn’t see him penetrate her from where I was sitting, but her face and moan told me the moment he was inside. He then buried his face in her neck and slowly worked himself deeper into her.
By this time, I stood and stripped my clothes with eyes glued to them the entire time.
Once she seemed adjusted to his size, he progressively increased the tempo of his thrusts into a rhythmic cadence of body slaps, pleasurable whimpers, and repeated “Oh my God” yells. I couldn’t see her pussy, but it sounded like she was soaked! I was so completely entranced by the sight and sound of my beautiful wife’s pleasure I was unaware of my cock in my hand.
After ten minutes or so, she erupted into her first orgasm. As she stopped quivering and caught her breath, he re-positioned her on the bed with their heads now toward the edge where I was standing. Her face contorted in pleasure again as he resumed the tempo of his thrusts.
Time stood still as I silently watched. I was so immersed in the experience I didn’t feel myself approaching orgasm. And just as she explosively orgasmed a second time, I shot a load so hard it flew several feet and struck the guy on the side of his face. (Funniest shit that ever happened in our play games! And 100% true!) As he paused to wipe his face, Shelley opened her eyes briefly and looked shocked when she realized what happened. He just wiped his cheek without saying a word and resumed fucking her.
They went at it for another fifteen minutes or so, bringing her to a third orgasm before he slowly lost steam. Knowing that he wasn’t going to cum, he paused and whispered something inaudible to her. She chuckled at what he said and he rolled off. And now for the first time I viewed my sexy wife’s ‘Bull Fuck Afterglow’-- a special look Shelley has when her hair is tossed, body limp in exhaustion, with a radiant smile from ear-to-ear.
She remained naked as we all sat around and talked for a while. He then dressed, gave her a kiss, and thanked us for a great time.
The moment the door closed behind him, Shelley started cracking up about my ‘accidental discharge.’ Between three orgasms and the wild nature of the night’s events, she was still glowing and giddy like a school girl. I was so turned on by her excitement and the look of her sexually depleted body, I was hard again and enjoyed my first reclamation…There is nothing like the feeling of being inside Shelley when she’s super wet and all loosened up from a major bull fuck.
All in all, the guy wasn’t the most creative lover, but he certainly did her well. We both thought it was a great experience and the first of many more to cum.
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