Life with a Sexaholic Wife

This series is more a documentary of the years Pauline and I were married than just a simple collection of stories. The years in question span from 1990 to 2015.

I started writing all of this down in mid-2024. It was just random notes at first. But as the memories came flooding back, they started getting longer and longer, reading more and more like essays than notes.

Anyway, I have taken a few liberties here and there for several reasons.

I'm not necessarily respecting the chronological order of events.

This is not revenge porn, but however unlikely it may be, somebody could put two and two together.

So some names have been changed, and I have embellished a few things for dramatic effect but also to help blur the lines.

I've also downplayed some aspects, essentially geographical references, names of establishments, and the like.

The idea being that you, the reader, can project the happenings into environments more easily relatable to yourself, but of course, I do this mostly to protect people and places.

So for example, if you've read part one, you may have noticed that I just skipped over some of Paulines adventures, not really giving them the attention they deserve.

I think a few of these adventures really should be told, as they are important milestones in our story, and the following is an excellent example.

In the opening paragraphs, I mentioned the time Pauline got chatted up by a black dude on a bus and let him take her back to his place, where she ended up fucking with all his flatmates.

This was one of Paulines earliest adventures a few months after we moved permanently to the city at the end of 1992 from a small town about one hundred and twenty kilometers away.

Well, there was more to that encounter than meets the eye, and it definitely deserves more than a few meager paragraphs. So, it's confession time.

I set the whole thing up, and Pauline never knew, not before and not since.

The dude in question is called Paboulo. He and his flatmates are all from Senegal. They all came to study in France, and most of them held down part-time employment to help with living costs. Paboulo worked as a bouncer in one of the local clubs I often performed in.

He was a genuinely nice guy, friendly and interesting. We would often chat and go for a coffee if we bumped into each other in town.

On one such occasion, he mentioned that a few days ago he'd seen me on the bus, but he was at the back. There were too many people for him to come down to say hello.

He went on to ask me if that was my girlfriend I was with, complimenting her looks, saying if so, I had good taste.

I thanked him and told him that she is, in fact, my wife. To which he told me I did good to marry her because she looks like a hot one!

"Yep, she is indeed." I said, laughing.

I went on to explain that she likes sex a lot, so we often go to swingers clubs and saunas.

As soon as he said he had found her 'hot', I immediately had the idea to set something up and just went for it! Saying,

"Yeah, and you can fuck her too." and "I mean, if you want to, that is."

"Seriously?" he replied.

"Yeah, of course, even better if you let some of your bros fuck her after you," adding, "I know she wouldn't say no."

I could tell he was hooked, so I went in for the kill,

"Hey, dude, listen, you could all fuck her together if you wanted to." and "She'd go fucking wild for that!"

He couldn't believe it, and for a very flamboyant African guy, he suddenly seemed a little lost for words. Which I found very amusing.

Anyway, a few coffees later, Paboulo and I had finished concocting our plan.

It was quite simple; really, it didn't need to be otherwise.

I gave him a list of several days and times when she will definitely get on the number eight bus at our stop heading into town.

She always went into town on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Mainly just to walk around checking out the shops and to hang in cafés drinking tea or coffee.

All he had to do was:

Choose one of the dates with his mates.

Get on the bus at a stop or two before her, and when she gets on, go up to her and start chatting her up.

Then simply offer to take her for a coffee or go back to his place.

I guaranteed him she would go for the latter. And if, for some obscure unforeseen reason she couldn't, she would take his telephone number and get back to him.

Once there, they could just share her around, or whatever, knowing she wouldn't be able to refuse. Fucking a group of young and fit African dudes is right up her street.

I will never forget later that night after dinner and we went to bed.

Already she was absolutely buzzing when she got home, but our boy was still up, so she just had to wait.

To help keep her calm, I suggested she take a shower before dinner, which she did, and a rather long one at that.

"You'll never guess what happened to me today!" She said as we finally climbed into bed.

At first, I was thinking of telling her that I had set it all up. In the end, I just didn't bother. What difference would it make? None whatsoever. It just seemed pointless.

What was important was the experience and the pleasure she both took and gave.

When she got back to Paboulos place, six of his flatmates were waiting, all of them already very excited.

So with Paboulo himself, that's seven guys. There was an eighth Dude, the youngest of the group, but he wasn't there yet, so that's for later. In the meantime, let the fun commence!

They were all in the sitting room. Paboulo brought her in and introduced her as a 'friend' and went off to'make her a coffee'.

Pauline said as soon as he left the room, several of them just started sizing her up, telling her she was really pretty and getting really close around her.

She said she immediately started getting very turned on. She had already been feeling seriously horny with the idea of fucking Paboulo.

So she started flirting outrageously with them, encouraging them, sticking out her little butt for them to give a little slap as they moved in, strutting around her.

When Paboulo came back in, in a desperate attempt to make things seem spontaneous, he blurted out,

"Hey dudes! She ain't no piece of meat."

To which Pauline said she replied, "Oh, I don't mind being meat for you guys," adding, "You can all have a bite if you want!"

Then she reached out to the dude currently in front of her, pulled his head towards her, and French kissed him rather passionately. She said she just couldn't resist doing it.

To make herself completely understood, she simultaneously sent a hand down to his crotch and started rubbing his cock through his jeans.

A few minutes later, after kissing and rubbing the four that had now closed in quite tightly around her, Pauline was stripped naked, then had promptly dropped to her knees to find her face surrounded by some very excited black cock.

She was stroking, licking, and sucking them in turn when, after a while, she noticed two of the guys were just sitting on the sofa, stroking their cocks, as they watched her happily working on their mates dicks.

So she broke away from the four and crawled over to the sofa. Staying on all fours, she positioned herself between them. She reached up, took a cock in each hand, and started stroking and sucking them alternately.

The others moved in and started slapping her little buttocks, rubbing, and then fingering her pussy and anus.

The two on the sofa were encouraging them as Pauline giggled and wiggled her arse at the boys behind. Much to her delight, it wasn't long before a first cock entered her, now dripping wet pussy.

Paboulo was sitting at the little dining table in the corner. He told me later that it was amazing to watch, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

He hadn't really believed me when I said she'd be hot for this sort of action. He even asked if I'd let her in on it beforehand, which of course I hadn't.

Anyways, each of the four guys behind her took it in turns to fuck her pussy as her head bounced between the cocks of the two dudes on the sofa.

Those of them who wanted to started to fuck her little arse hole. So every time a cock withdrew, it was a surprise to her which hole would be filled by the next. She told me she just kept cumming again and again.

It was all too much for the four guys, and so one after the other they started emptying their loads deep inside her, which just blew her mind.

She said she could feel them shooting and pumping their cream into her. She took two loads in her hungry cunt and the other two deep up her arse.

Once all the boys had finished, she had been expecting to climb up and start fucking the two on the sofa. But apparently, that would have to wait because Paboulo got up from the table, saying,

"Hey, she's my catch, so it's my turn," as he crossed the room to help Pauline to her feet, then escorted her to his room.

Once inside, Pauline said he had let her suck him a bit. But quickly he just pushed her onto his bed. Where he simply climbed on top and took her in the missionary position.

She said she was a little disappointed because he had a lovely long cock that was attached to a very fit body. She was expecting more from him.

Firstly, he didn't want her to lick his balls during the oral.

Second, he didn't want to fuck her ass.

She said he nevertheless fucked her really well, and she came a lot as his long dick smashed deep into her, but she said she really, really wanted him. "In my arse."

According to her,

"He had the perfect cock for ass fucking." describing it as being about twenty centimeters long, quite thin, and topped with a nice big, juicy, circumcised tip.

Anyway, as he fucked her with great stamina, they kissed a lot, and she enjoyed running her hands over his muscular back and tight bum cheeks.

She told me,

"I just kept grabbing his beautiful buttocks and tried to make sure he went as deep as possible with every thrust," and "it was all I could do."

When he finally came, she said it felt like he was filling her stomach; he was so deep inside her.

Again, when he had finished, she was surprised and disappointed that he didn't let her suck his cock clean.

He just put his jeans on and led her back to the sitting room, where he handed over to the two bros on the sofa.

They had not moved and were still just sitting there, stroking their dicks while they waited.

It turns out the two bros really are brothers. They were in fact identical twins. The only easy way to tell them apart was by their hairstyles.

Pauline said she hadn't realized at first but remembers being intrigued when she started sucking them earlier because their cocks felt, smelled, and tasted exactly the same.

However, when she did figure it out, she said she found it super exciting as she had never been fucked by two brothers before. Let alone by twins.

Once she'd been handed over to them, they stood up and took her to their room, where Pauline said she had one of the best threesomes of her life to date.

It sounded very intense indeed, and I would've very much liked to have witnessed it. These two young men turned out to be two very well-tuned sex gods.

It was performance sex; she said it felt like they were using her like a fitness machine at a gym. Their every movement was purposefully executed, powerful without ever being violent, and their synchronization was perfect.

It started with Pauline on all fours being fucked in her mouth and pussy at the same time. It was them that set the tempo; she just had to shut her eyes and enjoy as they pumped into her from both ends in perfect harmony.

From time to time they would withdraw and change places, but in a way Pauline said she felt like she was never completely empty.

After a while and without warning, the cock behind went from pussy to arse, and they continued to pump her in exactly the same way for quite a while before moving on to their next exercise.

When they were ready, one of the bros withdrew, went to his bed, and laid down.

Pauline was then guided to sit and impale herself on his cock facing him.

This was immediately followed by the other brother positioning himself behind, and in one movement, he pushed his cock deep up her arse.

After letting her appreciate for a moment just how full she was, they started pumping in deep strokes at a nice slow speed, which they maintained for what she said seemed like ages.

When one cock went deep, the other nearly completely withdrew, like pistons in a well-tuned engine.

Just as Pauline was thinking,

"Life just can't get any better."

They upped the pace, changed gear, and took her to the next level.

They did this several times, adding speed and power with every gear shift. Pauline said her head was getting dizzy, and she thought she was going to black out.

But at that very moment they both exploded, pumping their loads deep into her holes.

She came instantly and hard before actually blacking out.

When she came around, they were still inside her and, to her amazement, still rock hard.

The bro in her arse withdrew and invited her to climb off, turn around to face him, then sit back down, this time impaling her arse on his brother's dick before he reintroduced himself into her cunt.

Once this changeover was accomplished, the boys started fucking her again exactly as they had previously. Slow at first, then gradually building it up to the same crescendo as before.

She lost consciousness not once but several times during this second double penetration, which she said seemed endless.

When they did eventually cum again, Pauline managed to stay conscious.

The bro facing her was kissing her deeply, which helped. He was forcing his tongue down her throat as they both pumped her holes full of spunk for a second time.

Unlike Paboulo, the brothers gladly let her suck their cocks clean before taking her back to the sitting room.

Pauline honestly thought it was over, seeing as she'd now fucked them all. But no. She wasn't done yet.

The four who had fucked her from behind while she'd sucked on the twins were waiting around the table.

All of them sporting nice, strong hardons, looking excited and ready for more fun.

It only took a few seconds before Pauline hopped up onto the edge of the table, laid back, opened her legs wide, and invited the posse in!

She let them fuck her one after the other, in whichever hole they most desired, until they came.

Then she'd suck the cock clean as the next one started fucking her.

Apparently two of them fucked her twice, but when they were all well and truly spent, she picked up her clothes and asked to use the bathroom. "Just to go clean myself up a bit, please?"

Once given the directions, she trotted off to the bathroom. As she got to the door, one of the twins walked up and, without speaking, handed her a piece of paper with two telephone numbers, then just walked off towards his room.

When she emerged from the bathroom after a quick body wash, she went back to the sitting room.

She was greeted by a young man she had not previously seen. He seemed very timid and couldn't bring himself to look directly into her eyes. Paboulo introduced him to her as "Joey.".

"Hi Joey," she said as she kissed him on both cheeks. "Nice to meet you; it's a shame you didn't get here before; you're really cute, but I've really got to get home," then added, "maybe next time."

"Fuck yeah!!!" replied one of the guys now watching TV behind them. "You can come round anytime you want, baby," he said, then added, "There's always someone here; just ring the bell!!!"

Then Paboulo said to Joey, "Dude, be a nice boy. Take Pauline and show her the way out."

Which Joey did obediently.

Joey suggested taking the stairs. Once through the door next to the lift and into the stairwell, without seeming to take a breath, he clumsily blurted out

"Yes, look, I'm s-o-sorry, you're really b-b-b-beautiful, you know, err, I thought you were going to be all, like, f-f-fat you know, but, u-u-uh, I don't like to do things in f-f-f-front of others, I..."

Before he could finish, Pauline bent towards him and kissed his lips. She said she then gently pushed him up against the wall, continued to kiss, and reached down to rub his bulge.

She said to me, "Il était tellement mignon et irrésistible." She just couldn't help herself.

While keeping up the kissing, she unzipped his jeans, grabbed the top of his underwear, and then just dropped to her knees, instantly freeing his semi-erect cock on the way down.

Pauline, as I've maybe mentioned before, is not hung up on cock size. Over the years, she has had all sorts of shapes and sizes. This said, she told me that she audibly gasped when she came face to face with this young man's dick.

She said it was, to date, definitely the biggest cock she had ever seen, let alone have to deal with.

She also said it was not just huge but uncut and truly beautiful.

She reached out in awe and ran her fingers along its length admiringly. She tried to wrap her fingers around as best she could, then just started kissing the tip.

He went from a semi to a full erection in a matter of seconds. The tip of his cock was already oozing with pre-cum, and she realized he wouldn't be able to last long.

Hastily, she unbuttoned her jeans because she said she felt desperate to feel it fill her before he could shoot his load!

She stood up, turned around, and guided his cock into her.

How right she was. She took every centimeter of the thing, and after just a few deep strokes, she was cumming and could feel he was about to explode too.

She told me she didn't want cum dripping out of her and down her jeans during the trip home. It was too late to go back and wash again. So with perfect timing, she whipped him out, turned, and sank back to her knees.

She took the top of his cock as far into her mouth as she could manage, just in time to swallow down every jet of his hot sperm.

She laughed when she told me this because she found it amusing to worry about someone on the bus noticing a spunk stain on her.

"Ben ouais, il vont penser je suis une salope." And as we laughed at this together, I thought to myself, "God, I love her."

Anyway, when Joey was done cumming, Pauline told him not to worry; she'd find her own way out from here. She asked him for his phone number, got it, then gave him a last, longish French kiss before skipping off down the stairs.

Did she ever go back? Of course she did!

Over the next year, she'd regularly just pop in to see if anyone was available.

As the year went on, a few of them left the flat, including Paboulo, who moved in with his girlfriend and settled down to have a family.

However, she mostly went back for some serious fucking sessions with the twins, which she greatly enjoyed and even craved for.

She'd probably see them once every two weeks, sometimes every week. On our joint agenda, she would simply write in 'Synchronised Swimming Club' whenever she was going to go and see them, which we both found rather amusing.

She also enjoyed a very interesting relationship with the young Joey, whom she saw regularly, but they would go to a hotel because he didn't want to 'do things' in the flat.

She found his timidity extremely exciting and told me she was trying to help him overcome this and teach him to last longer.

But let's be honest, she also really did enjoy being filled by his enormous cock and could make no secret of that.

She claimed it almost felt like being fisted but sort of softer. I mean, 'I' can't understand what she means, of course, but I could see the pleasure and desire in her eyes when she talked about it.

Anyways, as the saying goes, "All good things have to come to an end."

Joey and the twins were the last ones to leave the flat.