Pat and Doug
Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 3:49 am
I have been a lurker on this site for some time and have thoroughly enjoyed many of the stories. The following relates some true experiences during 2 years of my life back about 30 years ago! My wife and I are now almost 60 and although I am still horny constantly our sex life has diminished considerably because of her chronic illnesses. I still remember most of the events that occurred in that very distant time and I think that many of the cuckolds on this site will understand how such events are clearly and deeply recorded forever in the brain. I will tell you about how my cuckoldry began and hope to eventually find time to add some details about my subsequent 2 years as a cuck.
In 1975 when we were both 26 and had been married for 5 years I took a job as a research assistant in a very large medical center lab. I had plans to go eventually to medical or graduate school but at the time could not decide exactly where my career path was headed. Doug was another research assistant just hired in the same lab and we hit it off really well. He was also 26, a bit taller than me but thin and good looking with a full beard. Except for the discrepancies in out height we looked a lot alike and had many common tastes and interests. Doug was also debating a career in research vs. medicine and we felt a bit like brothers. Of course Doug was single and soon started spending a lot of time with Pat (my wife) and myself. We were-in my own words-the three musketeers. I have to admit that I was a bit of a geek-pretty quiet and reserved-whereas Doug was pretty much a man of the world. He was confident and personable and had grown up in a very wealthy family and had traveled extensively. Doug had also supplemented his allowance in college by selling drugs and had a constant supply of marijuana available for us whenever we felt the urge. I should add that my wife was 5’ 4” and very slim with small firm breasts and great legs. Although not tall her legs were (and still are in fact) very shapely and she has the prettiest feet! She was also well educated and very bright and could carry on a conversation about any social issues of the day. She was very into music as was Doug and there they shared a common interest. In retrospect I realize that in addition to being a perfect woman in my eyes she was as well in his!
We rented a house whereas Doug had a very small apartment so we usually tended to gather at our place. Pat was a good cook and loved to make dinner for the three of us after which we would frequently smoke a joint, enjoy some wine or beer, and listen to music as we solved all of the worlds’ problems. One Friday evening I had apparently smoked and drunk a bit too much as I awakened in the early morning hours to find myself asleep on the sofa. I managed to stumble into bed where I only half noticed that my wife was not in bed. In my still half stoned/ drunken state I really did not think much of this and was quickly asleep again. I awakened sometime after sunrise with a pretty good headache and stumbled into the bathroom to find some ibuprofen. It was then that I suddenly noticed the absence of my wife and soon found her in the basement doing laundry! I thought this a bit odd but she explained that she could not sleep so she decided to get some work done. I went back upstairs expecting to find Doug in the spare bedroom where he usually crashed but was surprised to find the bed stripped down and the room empty. When I looked out in the driveway he truck was gone so I assumed that he had for some reason not spent the night. There was a pot of coffee still hot on the counter and after pouring myself a cup I expressed my concerns to my wife about Doug leaving the previous night in the condition he must have been in. She assured me that he had spent the night in the guest room but had gotten up early when he heard her doing laundry and said that he had some work to do and left.
We did not see Doug for the rest of the weekend, which was a bit unusual, and on Monday in the lab he seemed a bit distant and difficult to engage in conversation. He actually seemed to avoid me at lunch and I immediately assumed that he was angry that I had gotten so drunk and stoned on Friday and pretty much “abandoned” him for the evening. When I apologized for this he seemed relieved and assured me that he was in no way upset by that and that he himself was pretty far gone also. I asked him about leaving so early and he just replied that he had made an appointment to have his truck serviced and wanted to get it done early. Things seemed pretty normal during the week but on Friday when I mentioned some long-standing plans for the three of us to go out for pizza he begged off and said that he had some reading to do. I protested to no avail and then called my wife and insisted that she tell him he had to come along. She at first said no, if he has a lot to do that is fine but I was persistent and handed him the phone. After a short conversation and with very little arm twisting on her part he agreed that he would change his plans and we would go out for pizza.
Doug showed up at our favorite pizza joint just about 10 minutes after us and sat down on the bench next to Pat who was herself seated directly across from me. He seemed as odd as he had at work on Monday and I briefly wondered if there was some serious problem that he had not told me about. After a few minutes I suddenly realized that these two had not even looked at each other and I remember suddenly feeling sick to my stomach. It hit me like a ton of bricks that something had happened last weekend between these two and I remember like it was yesterday my feeling of nausea, despair, disbelief and sexual excitement. I think that my brain froze for a minute as Pat was asking me if I was OK. I’ll bet that I was as white as a sheet! I made some stupid excuse about not remembering if I had turned off a centrifuge in the lab and in a minute I excused myself to use the head. I remember feeling as if I could not breathe as I walked to the men’s room and I stood in there for a minute completely bewildered. It immediately occurred to me that I had to see the two of them together unobserved and I exited thru the bar side of the restaurant and lit up a cigarette. (I am embarrassed but we all smoked back then!) I tried to look as if I was just having a cigarette and moved around to the front window to see if I could get a glimpse of the two of them. Several tables were in the way but I realized that if I went around to a window on the opposite side of the restaurant I might get a better view. When I did look into that window I had a clear view of Pat and Doug who were sitting closely together. I immediately noted that Doug had not moved over but rather Pat had slid up close to him and to this day that seems to me to be a very odd observation. Suddenly as I watched she reached over with her hand and-although it was hidden by the table-clearly placed it over his genital area. His visible startle left no doubt what Pat had done. At the same time she leaned in and whispered in his ear and-it seemed to me-kissed or licked his ear as she pulled away. Doug looked over towards the men’s room and I could tell that he was expecting to see me heading back to the table and appeared very agitated. He turned toward Pat and said something and she laughed and slid back over to her end of the bench. After I recovered from my shock I made my way back into thru bar and pretended to return from the men’s room.
Strangely enough, both Pat and Doug seemed more relaxed and completely normal after my return. I tried to act as normal as possible myself and actually-after a few glasses of wine-was feeling pretty mellow and remarkably relaxed. I realized as we left the restaurant that we had consumed 2 bottle of red wine and that I had drunk half of it! I told Pat that she had to drive home and asked Doug if he had brought any marijuana to smoke. He said that he had some and would be happy to give us a few joints but that he was heading home as he was pretty tired. I whined and complained and told him no way! I remember telling him that if he did not come with us I would walk home in my drunken state and would probably never make it!
Now remember-this was a time in my life where I had never heard about hotwifing, swapping, or cuckoldry! Despite this I clearly remember having had prior thoughts about seeing my wife with another man (her boss actually) and I realized that I was constantly throwing Pat and Doug together and to what end? In retrospect I understood that was inviting this guy to my house when only a few hours earlier I had deduced that he had at the very least hit on-and most likely seduced-my wife!! I sat down (I think I probably fell down actually!) on the sidewalk and told them both that I was not leaving unless it was with the two of them. I was pretty wasted but I remember some murmurings between the two of them before they finally pulled me to my feet and said OK. I actually rode with Doug and we followed Pat back to our house which was only 5 minutes from the restaurant.
Once home we lit up a joint and Pat made us all White Russian’s (her favorite drink). I remember noting that my glass was twice as large and asked her if she was trying to get me drunk to take advantage of me! She laughed and kissed me and said “something like that but not quite” and we sat around smoking, drinking and listening to music until I passed out. At some point into the evening I awakened in the recliner chair where I had fallen asleep. I remember that my first thought was that I was very horny and my cock was hard as a rock and almost painful. It took me only a minute to realize that Doug was lying on the couch with his head toward me and that my wife was naked and riding his cock with more passion than I had ever seen. He was pinching her nipples and she would occasionally lean forward and pull his head up to her breast so that he could lick and suck them. What seems odd is that even today I remember this all as if it happened yesterday even though it was 35 years ago. I remember that I had no thoughts of anger or concern at all. My cock was as hard as it had ever been and I was fascinated by the passion and total loss of control which I heard in my wife’s voice and saw in her face.
I was always a “premature ejaculator” and my wife took extensive and lengthy stimulation to reach orgasm. For the first few years of our marriage I was lucky if I could last a minute in her warm, tight vagina. We learned the “squeeze technique” where I would pull out if I felt I was getting too close to orgasm and one or the other of us would squeeze forcefully under the head of my penis to delay my ejaculation perhaps another minute. Quite frankly this was a less than satisfactory technique as it interrupted my pleasure and did little for her. Pat had never had an orgasm during intercourse although I could often (but not always) bring her to orgasm with my tongue. She required so much direct stimulation however that my jaw was numb and my tongue barely able to function by the time she came. I had never seen my wife so carried away with passion and I was totally and completely fascinated to watch this happen. I have no idea how long they continued to fuck but suddenly it became apparent that my wife was climbing to orgasm with Doug’s cock in her as she had never before done with me. She pulled his mouth forcefully into her breast as he sucked on her nipple and moaned in an almost whisper that she was about to come. I could see her push her pelvis down forcefully to draw his cock as deeply into her as she could and then slowly rub her pelvis back and forth against his pelvic bone as she came. She collapsed on top of Doug for a moment and they kissed very passionately as she started once again to move up and down on his penis. I had assumed that he had come also but I was really not paying much attention to him as I was so engrossed in watching my wife as she orgasmed for the first time with a penis inside her. As she began to fuck him vigorously I began to doubt that he had come and marveled at how long he was able to last. I guess I knew that all men were not premature ejaculators as me but I could not believe his stamina. My attention was momentarily focused on Doug as I tried to decide if he had or had not yet come and when I refocused on Pat I realized that she was staring directly into my eyes and smiling at me. Somehow I was not at all startled or upset by this but actually grew a little bit harder. As she rode up and down on his cock she pulled his head to her breast once again and put her forefinger to her lips as if telling me to be quiet and enjoy the show. Soon after Doug began to move his hips to meet her thrusting and I heard him say that he was getting close. Much to my surprise Pat pulled up off of him and let his cock flop completely out of her vagina. As she used our old squeeze technique on the head of his penis she quite loudly and sharply said “No! Not yet!” She then moved quickly down towards his feet and took his dripping penis in her mouth. Now my wife enjoyed it very much when I went down on her but was never overly fond of fellatio. She would occasionally spend a minute licking my cock but had never shown any interest in doing so after it had been inside her. So I was totally in awe when she took the head of Doug’s cock gently into her mouth and began to lick and suck. She licked up and down his shaft as if it was coated in chocolate and for the first time I got a clear look at the monster that she held in her hand. Doug’s cock was a good 7 inches long and amazingly thick. The mushroom head was fat and looked almost twice as wide as the shaft of the penis itself. Most interesting of all, as she stroked his shaft it was apparent that he was uncircumcised as she was able to pull a collar of foreskin up and down over the head. I had never to my recollection seen a foreskin before and it reminded me somewhat of a turtle neck sweater! There was little about this encounter that did not amaze me! As I watched my wife lick and suck his cock and pump his shaft I noted copious volumes of pre-cum flowing out of the opening at the tip. Although I had produced small (very small) amounts of pre-cum when I first started masturbating this had completely disappeared and at that time in my life I produced virtually no pre-ejaculate. I wondered for a minute if my wife was going to produce yet another first and let him ejaculate in her mouth. I was so enthralled watching her fellate this huge cock that I would have gladly witnessed this event but it was not to be. Just as suddenly as she had pulled herself up off of his cock she moved back up to his torso and easily impaled herself once again to the hilt. Doug moaned loudly and pulled her face to his for a passionate kiss. It was pretty clear that he was not going to last very long and within a minute he croaked out a weak announcement of his imminent ejaculation. He arched his pelvis up and I could see his whole body spasm as he emptied what appeared to be a very substantial load into my wife’s vagina. After a moment they broke their kiss and she lay on top of him for several minutes.
I hard Doug whisper to her that it was the best sex he had ever had. She responded in kind and then looked up at me and smiled. I heard Doug say something about getting me into bed and my wife told him that he should get up and get into bed and then she would wake me and get me into my bed. She got up off of him and quickly ran out of the room returning in just a few seconds covered in her heavy (and sexless) terry cloth robe. As she returned I saw Doug beginning to move and-afraid he might notice that I was awake-I closed my eyes and tried to breathe slowly and evenly as if I were asleep. Just a moment later my wife put her face to mine and said “honey, wake up!” As I opened my eyes she winked at me and said (apparently for Doug’s benefit) “you have been asleep in the chair and need to get up and get into bed”. She proceeded to help me up (I was still pretty wasted as I discovered) and into bed. She helped to strip me down and as she pulled down my boxers she grabbed my shaft and pumped it gently. “Wow you are as hard as I have ever seen you and you are still only half as big as Doug. Did you see how big he is?”
“Yes I did. Thank you for that experience. It was amazing”
“Don’t move” my wife whispered in my ear and then she quickly jumped up and left the room. She was gone for only a minute and retuned and closed the bedroom door. She dropped her robe to the floor and climbed onto the bed and straddled my chest. She reached back and grabbed my cock with her hands and I felt as if I would explode right then and there. “I told Doug that I was going to give you a treat and then will be back to spend the night with him. He is naked and waiting but first you have something to finish.” With that Pat moved up until her pussy was directly over my mouth and lowered herself until my lips almost touched hers. It was too dark for me to see much but the smell of semen was overpowering. Without hesitation I lifted my head up until my mouth made contact with her cunt lips. They were wet and slimy and the salty-bitter taste of semen was unmistakable. I was immediately in heaven and began to lick and such at her pussy until the gobs of semen ceased to fall into my waiting mouth. I licked her from her clit to her anus and she rubbed back and forth to allow me to do this without a problem. I actually had never licked her anus before but I was so hot that I think I got my entire tongue in and she began to moan in ecstasy. She rubbed her clit as I licked her anus for a few minutes then sat forward so that I could have full access to her cunt and to her clitoris. Within a minute she came as loudly as she had with Doug and fell onto her side on the bed. After she took a moment to catch her breath she kissed me deeply and once again began to pump my penis. “Would you like to come inside me now?”
“Oh yes I would” I cried. I remember thinking that either my penis was about to explode or else I would shoot a load thru the wall at my head when I came.
My wife could tell that I was only a fraction of a second from ejaculating. “I don’t think that Doug would like sloppy seconds. Oh, actually it would be sloppy thirds!” she laughed. She continued to stroke my penis gently and with one or two more strokes I came with a force that almost frightened us both. I heard the first squirt hit the head of the bed above me and I am pretty sure that the second shot did also. Several more shots landed on my face and chest and I can still almost remember the intensity of that orgasm which was like no other before or since. I was panting as I came down from my high and my wife placed the side of her hand against my lips and tongue and delivered a rather sizeable volume of my load to my mouth. Without any thought I licked the semen from her hand and actually took her hand and fingers in mine and licked them completely clean. My wife got up from the bed shortly thereafter and reminded me that she had promised to sleep with Doug. She pulled the covers up over me and kissed my gently and told me that she loved me and would always. I tried to sit up to ask her some questions about what had transpired but she pushed me back down into the bed and assured me that we would talk about it all later. “Right now you get the sleep you need and I am going to go and get what I need” were her parting words as she closed the door. As confused as I was I was also very satisfied and very wasted. I know that I fell asleep within seconds and awakened some time in the middle of the night. The two bedrooms in our small rental house were adjacent and I had no trouble hearing the sounds of passion as they were clearly fucking again. I got up and went out into the living room hoping that they had left the bedroom door open and indeed it was open enough for me to see a glimpse of the action. I tried to remain hidden in the shadows although I don’t really think that either of them would have noticed anything outside of that bed! Doug was on top of her thrusting deeply and her ass and pelvis were rising with each thrust to meet him. It looked almost painful as Pat seemed to be trying to crush her pelvic bone and clitoris against him with each thrust. I saw my wife once more reach orgasm with vaginal penetration-something that we never had or would achieve-and very shortly after Doug pushed his cock deeply into her and held it there as he came also. I suddenly felt very sad and a bit frightened as they remained locked in a tight embrace for several minutes and kissed tenderly. I could not hear their murmurings but could only imagine the tender endearments which before this time has been exchanged only between my wife and myself. I was rock hard again and began stroking myself as I returned to bed. I came in less than a minute and once again had a very strong orgasm although nothing near to the one that I had experienced earlier.
In 1975 when we were both 26 and had been married for 5 years I took a job as a research assistant in a very large medical center lab. I had plans to go eventually to medical or graduate school but at the time could not decide exactly where my career path was headed. Doug was another research assistant just hired in the same lab and we hit it off really well. He was also 26, a bit taller than me but thin and good looking with a full beard. Except for the discrepancies in out height we looked a lot alike and had many common tastes and interests. Doug was also debating a career in research vs. medicine and we felt a bit like brothers. Of course Doug was single and soon started spending a lot of time with Pat (my wife) and myself. We were-in my own words-the three musketeers. I have to admit that I was a bit of a geek-pretty quiet and reserved-whereas Doug was pretty much a man of the world. He was confident and personable and had grown up in a very wealthy family and had traveled extensively. Doug had also supplemented his allowance in college by selling drugs and had a constant supply of marijuana available for us whenever we felt the urge. I should add that my wife was 5’ 4” and very slim with small firm breasts and great legs. Although not tall her legs were (and still are in fact) very shapely and she has the prettiest feet! She was also well educated and very bright and could carry on a conversation about any social issues of the day. She was very into music as was Doug and there they shared a common interest. In retrospect I realize that in addition to being a perfect woman in my eyes she was as well in his!
We rented a house whereas Doug had a very small apartment so we usually tended to gather at our place. Pat was a good cook and loved to make dinner for the three of us after which we would frequently smoke a joint, enjoy some wine or beer, and listen to music as we solved all of the worlds’ problems. One Friday evening I had apparently smoked and drunk a bit too much as I awakened in the early morning hours to find myself asleep on the sofa. I managed to stumble into bed where I only half noticed that my wife was not in bed. In my still half stoned/ drunken state I really did not think much of this and was quickly asleep again. I awakened sometime after sunrise with a pretty good headache and stumbled into the bathroom to find some ibuprofen. It was then that I suddenly noticed the absence of my wife and soon found her in the basement doing laundry! I thought this a bit odd but she explained that she could not sleep so she decided to get some work done. I went back upstairs expecting to find Doug in the spare bedroom where he usually crashed but was surprised to find the bed stripped down and the room empty. When I looked out in the driveway he truck was gone so I assumed that he had for some reason not spent the night. There was a pot of coffee still hot on the counter and after pouring myself a cup I expressed my concerns to my wife about Doug leaving the previous night in the condition he must have been in. She assured me that he had spent the night in the guest room but had gotten up early when he heard her doing laundry and said that he had some work to do and left.
We did not see Doug for the rest of the weekend, which was a bit unusual, and on Monday in the lab he seemed a bit distant and difficult to engage in conversation. He actually seemed to avoid me at lunch and I immediately assumed that he was angry that I had gotten so drunk and stoned on Friday and pretty much “abandoned” him for the evening. When I apologized for this he seemed relieved and assured me that he was in no way upset by that and that he himself was pretty far gone also. I asked him about leaving so early and he just replied that he had made an appointment to have his truck serviced and wanted to get it done early. Things seemed pretty normal during the week but on Friday when I mentioned some long-standing plans for the three of us to go out for pizza he begged off and said that he had some reading to do. I protested to no avail and then called my wife and insisted that she tell him he had to come along. She at first said no, if he has a lot to do that is fine but I was persistent and handed him the phone. After a short conversation and with very little arm twisting on her part he agreed that he would change his plans and we would go out for pizza.
Doug showed up at our favorite pizza joint just about 10 minutes after us and sat down on the bench next to Pat who was herself seated directly across from me. He seemed as odd as he had at work on Monday and I briefly wondered if there was some serious problem that he had not told me about. After a few minutes I suddenly realized that these two had not even looked at each other and I remember suddenly feeling sick to my stomach. It hit me like a ton of bricks that something had happened last weekend between these two and I remember like it was yesterday my feeling of nausea, despair, disbelief and sexual excitement. I think that my brain froze for a minute as Pat was asking me if I was OK. I’ll bet that I was as white as a sheet! I made some stupid excuse about not remembering if I had turned off a centrifuge in the lab and in a minute I excused myself to use the head. I remember feeling as if I could not breathe as I walked to the men’s room and I stood in there for a minute completely bewildered. It immediately occurred to me that I had to see the two of them together unobserved and I exited thru the bar side of the restaurant and lit up a cigarette. (I am embarrassed but we all smoked back then!) I tried to look as if I was just having a cigarette and moved around to the front window to see if I could get a glimpse of the two of them. Several tables were in the way but I realized that if I went around to a window on the opposite side of the restaurant I might get a better view. When I did look into that window I had a clear view of Pat and Doug who were sitting closely together. I immediately noted that Doug had not moved over but rather Pat had slid up close to him and to this day that seems to me to be a very odd observation. Suddenly as I watched she reached over with her hand and-although it was hidden by the table-clearly placed it over his genital area. His visible startle left no doubt what Pat had done. At the same time she leaned in and whispered in his ear and-it seemed to me-kissed or licked his ear as she pulled away. Doug looked over towards the men’s room and I could tell that he was expecting to see me heading back to the table and appeared very agitated. He turned toward Pat and said something and she laughed and slid back over to her end of the bench. After I recovered from my shock I made my way back into thru bar and pretended to return from the men’s room.
Strangely enough, both Pat and Doug seemed more relaxed and completely normal after my return. I tried to act as normal as possible myself and actually-after a few glasses of wine-was feeling pretty mellow and remarkably relaxed. I realized as we left the restaurant that we had consumed 2 bottle of red wine and that I had drunk half of it! I told Pat that she had to drive home and asked Doug if he had brought any marijuana to smoke. He said that he had some and would be happy to give us a few joints but that he was heading home as he was pretty tired. I whined and complained and told him no way! I remember telling him that if he did not come with us I would walk home in my drunken state and would probably never make it!
Now remember-this was a time in my life where I had never heard about hotwifing, swapping, or cuckoldry! Despite this I clearly remember having had prior thoughts about seeing my wife with another man (her boss actually) and I realized that I was constantly throwing Pat and Doug together and to what end? In retrospect I understood that was inviting this guy to my house when only a few hours earlier I had deduced that he had at the very least hit on-and most likely seduced-my wife!! I sat down (I think I probably fell down actually!) on the sidewalk and told them both that I was not leaving unless it was with the two of them. I was pretty wasted but I remember some murmurings between the two of them before they finally pulled me to my feet and said OK. I actually rode with Doug and we followed Pat back to our house which was only 5 minutes from the restaurant.
Once home we lit up a joint and Pat made us all White Russian’s (her favorite drink). I remember noting that my glass was twice as large and asked her if she was trying to get me drunk to take advantage of me! She laughed and kissed me and said “something like that but not quite” and we sat around smoking, drinking and listening to music until I passed out. At some point into the evening I awakened in the recliner chair where I had fallen asleep. I remember that my first thought was that I was very horny and my cock was hard as a rock and almost painful. It took me only a minute to realize that Doug was lying on the couch with his head toward me and that my wife was naked and riding his cock with more passion than I had ever seen. He was pinching her nipples and she would occasionally lean forward and pull his head up to her breast so that he could lick and suck them. What seems odd is that even today I remember this all as if it happened yesterday even though it was 35 years ago. I remember that I had no thoughts of anger or concern at all. My cock was as hard as it had ever been and I was fascinated by the passion and total loss of control which I heard in my wife’s voice and saw in her face.
I was always a “premature ejaculator” and my wife took extensive and lengthy stimulation to reach orgasm. For the first few years of our marriage I was lucky if I could last a minute in her warm, tight vagina. We learned the “squeeze technique” where I would pull out if I felt I was getting too close to orgasm and one or the other of us would squeeze forcefully under the head of my penis to delay my ejaculation perhaps another minute. Quite frankly this was a less than satisfactory technique as it interrupted my pleasure and did little for her. Pat had never had an orgasm during intercourse although I could often (but not always) bring her to orgasm with my tongue. She required so much direct stimulation however that my jaw was numb and my tongue barely able to function by the time she came. I had never seen my wife so carried away with passion and I was totally and completely fascinated to watch this happen. I have no idea how long they continued to fuck but suddenly it became apparent that my wife was climbing to orgasm with Doug’s cock in her as she had never before done with me. She pulled his mouth forcefully into her breast as he sucked on her nipple and moaned in an almost whisper that she was about to come. I could see her push her pelvis down forcefully to draw his cock as deeply into her as she could and then slowly rub her pelvis back and forth against his pelvic bone as she came. She collapsed on top of Doug for a moment and they kissed very passionately as she started once again to move up and down on his penis. I had assumed that he had come also but I was really not paying much attention to him as I was so engrossed in watching my wife as she orgasmed for the first time with a penis inside her. As she began to fuck him vigorously I began to doubt that he had come and marveled at how long he was able to last. I guess I knew that all men were not premature ejaculators as me but I could not believe his stamina. My attention was momentarily focused on Doug as I tried to decide if he had or had not yet come and when I refocused on Pat I realized that she was staring directly into my eyes and smiling at me. Somehow I was not at all startled or upset by this but actually grew a little bit harder. As she rode up and down on his cock she pulled his head to her breast once again and put her forefinger to her lips as if telling me to be quiet and enjoy the show. Soon after Doug began to move his hips to meet her thrusting and I heard him say that he was getting close. Much to my surprise Pat pulled up off of him and let his cock flop completely out of her vagina. As she used our old squeeze technique on the head of his penis she quite loudly and sharply said “No! Not yet!” She then moved quickly down towards his feet and took his dripping penis in her mouth. Now my wife enjoyed it very much when I went down on her but was never overly fond of fellatio. She would occasionally spend a minute licking my cock but had never shown any interest in doing so after it had been inside her. So I was totally in awe when she took the head of Doug’s cock gently into her mouth and began to lick and suck. She licked up and down his shaft as if it was coated in chocolate and for the first time I got a clear look at the monster that she held in her hand. Doug’s cock was a good 7 inches long and amazingly thick. The mushroom head was fat and looked almost twice as wide as the shaft of the penis itself. Most interesting of all, as she stroked his shaft it was apparent that he was uncircumcised as she was able to pull a collar of foreskin up and down over the head. I had never to my recollection seen a foreskin before and it reminded me somewhat of a turtle neck sweater! There was little about this encounter that did not amaze me! As I watched my wife lick and suck his cock and pump his shaft I noted copious volumes of pre-cum flowing out of the opening at the tip. Although I had produced small (very small) amounts of pre-cum when I first started masturbating this had completely disappeared and at that time in my life I produced virtually no pre-ejaculate. I wondered for a minute if my wife was going to produce yet another first and let him ejaculate in her mouth. I was so enthralled watching her fellate this huge cock that I would have gladly witnessed this event but it was not to be. Just as suddenly as she had pulled herself up off of his cock she moved back up to his torso and easily impaled herself once again to the hilt. Doug moaned loudly and pulled her face to his for a passionate kiss. It was pretty clear that he was not going to last very long and within a minute he croaked out a weak announcement of his imminent ejaculation. He arched his pelvis up and I could see his whole body spasm as he emptied what appeared to be a very substantial load into my wife’s vagina. After a moment they broke their kiss and she lay on top of him for several minutes.
I hard Doug whisper to her that it was the best sex he had ever had. She responded in kind and then looked up at me and smiled. I heard Doug say something about getting me into bed and my wife told him that he should get up and get into bed and then she would wake me and get me into my bed. She got up off of him and quickly ran out of the room returning in just a few seconds covered in her heavy (and sexless) terry cloth robe. As she returned I saw Doug beginning to move and-afraid he might notice that I was awake-I closed my eyes and tried to breathe slowly and evenly as if I were asleep. Just a moment later my wife put her face to mine and said “honey, wake up!” As I opened my eyes she winked at me and said (apparently for Doug’s benefit) “you have been asleep in the chair and need to get up and get into bed”. She proceeded to help me up (I was still pretty wasted as I discovered) and into bed. She helped to strip me down and as she pulled down my boxers she grabbed my shaft and pumped it gently. “Wow you are as hard as I have ever seen you and you are still only half as big as Doug. Did you see how big he is?”
“Yes I did. Thank you for that experience. It was amazing”
“Don’t move” my wife whispered in my ear and then she quickly jumped up and left the room. She was gone for only a minute and retuned and closed the bedroom door. She dropped her robe to the floor and climbed onto the bed and straddled my chest. She reached back and grabbed my cock with her hands and I felt as if I would explode right then and there. “I told Doug that I was going to give you a treat and then will be back to spend the night with him. He is naked and waiting but first you have something to finish.” With that Pat moved up until her pussy was directly over my mouth and lowered herself until my lips almost touched hers. It was too dark for me to see much but the smell of semen was overpowering. Without hesitation I lifted my head up until my mouth made contact with her cunt lips. They were wet and slimy and the salty-bitter taste of semen was unmistakable. I was immediately in heaven and began to lick and such at her pussy until the gobs of semen ceased to fall into my waiting mouth. I licked her from her clit to her anus and she rubbed back and forth to allow me to do this without a problem. I actually had never licked her anus before but I was so hot that I think I got my entire tongue in and she began to moan in ecstasy. She rubbed her clit as I licked her anus for a few minutes then sat forward so that I could have full access to her cunt and to her clitoris. Within a minute she came as loudly as she had with Doug and fell onto her side on the bed. After she took a moment to catch her breath she kissed me deeply and once again began to pump my penis. “Would you like to come inside me now?”
“Oh yes I would” I cried. I remember thinking that either my penis was about to explode or else I would shoot a load thru the wall at my head when I came.
My wife could tell that I was only a fraction of a second from ejaculating. “I don’t think that Doug would like sloppy seconds. Oh, actually it would be sloppy thirds!” she laughed. She continued to stroke my penis gently and with one or two more strokes I came with a force that almost frightened us both. I heard the first squirt hit the head of the bed above me and I am pretty sure that the second shot did also. Several more shots landed on my face and chest and I can still almost remember the intensity of that orgasm which was like no other before or since. I was panting as I came down from my high and my wife placed the side of her hand against my lips and tongue and delivered a rather sizeable volume of my load to my mouth. Without any thought I licked the semen from her hand and actually took her hand and fingers in mine and licked them completely clean. My wife got up from the bed shortly thereafter and reminded me that she had promised to sleep with Doug. She pulled the covers up over me and kissed my gently and told me that she loved me and would always. I tried to sit up to ask her some questions about what had transpired but she pushed me back down into the bed and assured me that we would talk about it all later. “Right now you get the sleep you need and I am going to go and get what I need” were her parting words as she closed the door. As confused as I was I was also very satisfied and very wasted. I know that I fell asleep within seconds and awakened some time in the middle of the night. The two bedrooms in our small rental house were adjacent and I had no trouble hearing the sounds of passion as they were clearly fucking again. I got up and went out into the living room hoping that they had left the bedroom door open and indeed it was open enough for me to see a glimpse of the action. I tried to remain hidden in the shadows although I don’t really think that either of them would have noticed anything outside of that bed! Doug was on top of her thrusting deeply and her ass and pelvis were rising with each thrust to meet him. It looked almost painful as Pat seemed to be trying to crush her pelvic bone and clitoris against him with each thrust. I saw my wife once more reach orgasm with vaginal penetration-something that we never had or would achieve-and very shortly after Doug pushed his cock deeply into her and held it there as he came also. I suddenly felt very sad and a bit frightened as they remained locked in a tight embrace for several minutes and kissed tenderly. I could not hear their murmurings but could only imagine the tender endearments which before this time has been exchanged only between my wife and myself. I was rock hard again and began stroking myself as I returned to bed. I came in less than a minute and once again had a very strong orgasm although nothing near to the one that I had experienced earlier.
