For years I was stuck in a sexless marriage, or rather a marriage in which I had little, if any, sex with my wife. Over the years she gained weight, lost interest in sex, and found pleasure in women's club activities, cocktail parties, and anything social. What I craved was a wife who loved sex as much as myself... someone attractive, with a great body, who placed a very high priority on sex rather than a low one.
After bouts with depression, and the help of a good therapist, I finally managed to fight my way through a contentious divorce and gained my freedom. It was then when I met my current wife, Susan, and the way we met was most interesting.
For years I've written porn for magazines including Penthouse Variations, Penthouse Forum, and a stream of other "adult" publications. My fantasies became the basis for my many masturbation sessions, and from time to time I put these fantasies down on paper. I also spent hours at adult movie theaters, where, in the absence of sex at home, I began to engage in mutual masturbation and oral sex acts with other horny, desperate men like myself, although I never allowed anyone to come in my mouth. I may be horny, but I'm not suicidal!
My life changed the day I received an email from my current wife. In those days she was going through a similar kind of marriage to my own... married to a businessman more consumed by his career than her, she was in a sexless relationship as well. She said my writing excited her, and allowed her the kind of sexual release only masturbation accompanied by strong fantasies can provide. I wrote back, one thing led to another, and soon we were having phone sex together. Eventually we met, spending a week together at a beach resort where she provided me with the best sex I've ever had for seven glorious days.
While at the beach she did wonderfully erotic things to and with me. She sucked my cock on the beach while three teenage girls looked on from a distance, walking by us on the beach, staring at us in amazement as my then lover continued sucking me, excited by the fact we were being watched. On another occasion I dressed her in a thin pair of jersey shorts and a thin cotton tank top with no underwear and made her go into the ocean with me far enough to soak her skimpy outfit. When we returned to our beach blanket, I had her lie on her back, her breasts, nipples, and cunt hair clearly visible beneath her clothing. She pretended to doze while several people walked by, some stopping to stare openly at my nearly naked and very beautiful lover. Susan has 36C breasts, a slender size 6 frame, and perfect legs, and my cock became as hard as a rock as I watched others watching her.
We both knew then that someday we would share our bed with another man. Susan had told me about the time she engaged in a couple of threesomes with an old boyfriend and his roommate. Her lover and her had just made love and were lying on the floor in front of the fireplace when her lover's roommate came home. Susan covered up, momentarily, until, stimulated by the wine they'd consumed earlier, she simply let the blanket fall from her naked breasts, exposing them to her lover's roommate.
From there it was only a matter of time before she had her lover's cock in her mouth while his roommate fucked her. They all came together, and shortly afterward she sucked off the roommate while her lover fucked her. A week later they repeated the scene. This time Susan knew what she'd be doing that evening when she dressed for her threesome. She said that she wore a pair of sexy black lace stockings, lace bikini panties, a black lace garter belt, and no bra. She said on the way over to her lover's apartment she was so hot her panties were soaked before she walked in the door. Once inside, after a glass of wine or two, she slowly stripped for her two lovers, and watched, masturbating slowly, as they joined her in disrobing. When they were all naked she took turns sucking each cock until they were both rock hard, when she lay on their bed and told her to fuck her.
On another occasion she had gone to a swing club with her former husband. They'd separated during the evening, and she found herself dancing with a stranger. Leaning against him, she felt his hard dick pressing against her pussy, and as he groped her ass she told him she wanted to suck his cock right there in the club. Sex on premises was not allowed, but she said she was so horny she just had to have this guy's cock in her mouth.
He danced her over to a dark corner of the club, took out her naked breasts and fondled them, then asked if she was serious... did she really want to suck his cock.
"What do you think?" she asked, kneeling in front of him. As she unzipped his trousers a woman and two men drifted over to them, watching as she took out the man's cock. As the trio watched, Susan began sucking the cock which she said was "massive." The man continued fondling her breasts, and the woman took out the cocks of the two guys with her, masturbating them as they fondled her, all of them watching my Susan sucking off the stranger. When he finally began to come, she took his cock out of her mouth and sprayed her face and naked tits with his cum. She said it made her so hot she would have "fucked every guy in that club that night if she could have."
Is it any wonder, then, that now that we're married we continue to fantasize about other men fucking her while I watch? She knows of my experiences at the adult theaters, and that I've engaged in mutual masturbation with other men, including sucking off several until they, too, came on MY face, just as the man in the swing club had done on Susan. She knows how hot that can make one feel... "like a true slut" as she describes it... and she is as anxious as I am to bring another man into our bed with us, adding that she can't wait to see me "helping me suck a big cock before it fucks me."
It was under these circumstances that we met Jack, another Mr. Double writer who enjoys voyeurism. We began exchanging thoughts on wives who fuck other men while their husbands watch, and it became clear very early that both of us admired women who will do that for their husbands (and of course for themselves). Jack told me about his experiences with his first wife, a woman who loved to fuck, and I told him how much I'd love to see something like that with my current wife.
As we continued to correspond, we discovered we both liked to vacation in Vegas. There is something about the atmosphere in that city that causes people to lose their inhibitions, and their slogan is true... what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. It was for that reason that my wife and I agree to travel to Vegas to gamble, do a little sunbathing, and hopefully fuck Jack.
We arrived at our hotel, the Monte Carlo, in the late afternoon. Jack, I knew, had already checked in, and as we'd agreed, Susan and I donned our swimsuits and headed for the pool to meet our new friend and potential sex partner. I had Susan wear her white Maillot suit, a slinky little piece of white shiny material from which I had cut out the lining. Dry, the suit revealed hints of aureoles and pussy hair, but I knew when it got wet it would be almost transparent.
"You really expect me to wear this thing down to the pool? What if I want to go in? I'll look like a total slut, darling."
"Yes, I know," I grinned, my cock tingling as I envisioned the image of my beautiful wife's body on display for all to see. If things worked out as I hoped, I thought, perhaps Jack wouldn't be the only stud to fuck my lady that week.
Susan draped a towel over her shoulders, covering her breasts as we rode down to the pool area. Walking outside, we went immediately to the small, private lagoon pool area, away from the crowded wave pool and easy river ride. The lagoon pool is sheltered with tall palms and fake boulders, and it's secluded atmosphere tends to attract more couples than families.
As soon as we walked under the arched boulder entrance to the pool I noticed a man smiling at us. We walked over to where he was reclining on a chaise lounge chair, and I said, "Jack?"
"Yes. Bill and Susan?"
"Right," I said, extending my hand. "Pleased to meet you." I felt my cock tingle just knowing this man's cock would be sliding in and out of my wife's pussy in just a few hours.
"And I'm pleased to meet YOU!" Jack smiled, taking in Susan's trim body. I noticed my wife's nipples hardening as she stared at Jack's crotch, and when I looked down I could see why. He was wearing a thin suit as well, and as I had, he also obviously had cut the lining out of his trunks. His cock began swelling as he stared at Susan and we both could see the outline of it in his thin trunks.
"Why don't we try the hot tub," I suggested. Susan dropped her towel on a chair next to Jack, and the three of us moved to the hot tub. When we entered the bubbling water the couple who was there before us were just getting out, leaving the three of us alone in the tub.
"You're beautiful," Jack said to Susan. "And very sexy."
"Thank you," my sweetie blushed. I had moved her between us, and when I gently bumped her closer to Jack he took my cue and moved directly next to her.
"Did you see his cock, baby?" I asked, reaching under the water to stroke her smooth thigh.
"Yes, of course," she sighed, closing her eyes as my fingers made contact with her cunt.
"Did you like it?" I asked.
