You know there's the saying "pics or it didn't happen"? If you've been online for any length of time, you'll no doubt have heard or read it any number of times, especially when someone says something or writes a story that sounds like bullshit. Well, our story is partially based on that saying in a way. While the story itself sounds like bullshit and you're likely to think that it sounds like I made it up, what I'm going to write about did really happen, and I have the pics to prove it!
I'm not someone that pimps out my wife, nor am I some limp dicked loser that has to eat another guy's semen from my wife to get my jollies. I'm just a normal guy that happened to find out that I liked seeing my wife expose herself to another guy more than I thought I would.
The night I'm going to tell you about was one of those pretty ordinary ones that turned out to be a little more exciting than we'd expected. If you're hoping to read a story filled with descriptions of my wife fucking and sucking multiple guys with big cocks, screaming and moaning all the time as she has orgasm after orgasm, then sorry, this isn't the story for you. Similarly, if you think I'm some wimpy cuckold that gets forced to watch while some hung stud fucks my wife, or some schmuck whose wife brings home a cream pie for him to eat out of her well used pussy, then again, you're going to be disappointed.
If, however, you're hoping to read a story that, while slightly unusual and just a little bit naughtier than the average night at home, describes what happened one night between a husband and wife and one of their friends, and don't mind a slow descriptive build up to the climax, then don't go away, you might just enjoy this story after all.
Now, with that out of the way, let me start the actual story by filling you in on our background, and tell you enough about my wife to set the scene. I apologize if it seems to be bait cliched, but it's probably necessary to allow you to fully understand why this particular event was memorable enough for me to commit to paper, and why it had such an impact on us as a couple.
We're a couple in our early forties, quite normal, and probably quite conservative compared to other authors on this board, at least judging by other stories in this category. We've been happily married for just over fifteen years, with no marital problems or issues other than bog standard little quarrels that couples normally have. We're not exceptionally attractive, but then again we're not butt ugly either. Kind of mid way between the two extremes. I'm definitely the les attractive of the two, and I suspect that many a person, seeing us together, would wonder how the fuck I landed a catch like her. Honestly, I occasionally wonder the same thing myself.
Helen is a petite brunette, slightly chubby, but not overly so. Just a little softer and rounder than she was before the kids were born. She's got lovely boobs and a nice round butt that looks absolutely fabulous in a g-string. Her face is one of those that you look at a second time. Not conventionally pretty, more striking and worthy of a second or third look. And she's got the most amazing eyes I've ever seen. A deep emerald green that suck you in if you stare into them too long.
We met in college, started dating and married a couple of years later. Since then, apart from one very drunken night with another couple where we had a full on foursome, we've been faithful to each other and have never slept around or cheated on each other. Like dinosaurs, I suppose, in today's more permissive society. We actually take our wedding vows seriously. So how do we justify doing what we now do, I hear you ask? Not sure we can, to be perfectly honest. But it works for us, and we're not going to examine the seeming inconsistency too closely. If it ain't broke, don't fix it!!!
With the notable exception of the foursome with our friends, we've never really experimented with introducing a third or fourth person to our sex life. Make no mistake, we have fantasies about it when we fuck, often talking about it as we use a dildo on her while she sucks me off, pretending she's a slut servicing two guys at once. Sometimes I'll tie her up to the bed naked and blindfold her, leaving her lying there with her legs spread while I leave the room and reenter later pretending to be a stranger who then photographs her naked and feels her up.
Despite all the fantasizing and sex play, though, we've never taken it as far as a foursome again because of the feeling that having full sex with anyone else is wrong for us. Fantasy is one thing, reality another. Because of that feeling, we've deliberately limited our sex play to taking photo's or videos and role playing in the privacy of our bedroom.
So anyway, on with the story.
About a month ago on the Friday night in question, a very good friend of ours, Gary, was over for dinner. We've known him for a while, a really good guy I used to work with a couple of years ago. Helen met him at company functions and thought he was a pretty nice guy. Even after I left that company, we've always kept in touch and caught up over a few beers whenever he was in the area, often at our place when he passed through on the way to or from some conference or other. We'd usually end up a little worse for wear when he visited, seeing as we both enjoy our beer, and that Friday was no exception. We were all a little drunk, he and I having had a couple of beers, and Helen having had a couple of glasses of wine.
During dinner, as it usually did, conversation turned to computers and the web, and where technology was heading. Gary and I are heavily involved in IT so it's always a good topic for us. Again, as usual, the talk turned more specifically to porn and the web, something that Helen also has an interest in. She often checks out various video sites that are mainstream but occasionally have some good amateur footage on. She asked if we'd seen one of the latest so-called viral videos of a woman who accepted a dare to order pizza and answer the door naked when the delivery guy arrived.
Gary and I had and said that it was a pretty good clip, but it was definitely not true amateur footage. We reckoned the only way a woman would accept that particular dare was if she was one of the web chicks who ran a pay site. That's when Helen surprised me the first time.
"Oh come on. You can't be serious? Why wouldn't a normal woman do that if she got a thrill out of it? I mean, look at me. I'm quite normal, not a pro, and I get a thrill from posing naked. So what makes you think other women wouldn't do what makes them feel good?"
Gary just about choked on his drink when he heard that. I almost did too. My wife had just admitted to posing naked for me in front of our friend. I know what you're thinking. A lot of couples do that and it's pretty much assumed that everyone does it. But you have to realize that for Helen, this was very unusual. She'd never normally admit to that sort of thing as it was always something we'd done in private as a couple. For her to blurt it out in front of Gary was almost shocking. I think she realized it too, because she went a delightful shade of pink as soon as the words left her mouth.
"What was that you just said", asked Gary, with a sly grin. "you get a thrill out of posing naked? Tell me more..."
"You know, it's just something we do, mate", I said. "I bet 90% of the planet has done it already, what with digital cameras and videos. No big deal."
"Yeah, but 90% of the planet didn't just say so in front of me."
His grin said it all.
Helen surprised me a second time.
"So what if I like it? All I'm saying is that if I like something, and I do it, I'm sure that other women will do what makes them horny and there must be some that like to flash other guys too because it gets them hot. Is that so hard to believe?"
"Ok, so say for the moment I accept that. Does that mean that if I dare you to do something, and it gets you horny, you'll do it?"
After Gary's question I was sure Helen would backtrack and not answer directly, because I knew that one of our fantasies was for her to be photographed by a stranger, and there was no way she'd admit to being turned on by that. Or so I thought.
Another surprise.
"If the conditions were right, then yeah, I'd have to say I would. I can understand how she would have been turned on being dared to do it", came the very surprising answer from Helen, who was now almost beet-red.
Gary blinked, a bit taken aback by this admission. I was also surprised, but at the same time I felt a little surge of excitement. I didn't expect Helen to do this and it was actually quite arousing, at the same time a bit scary, to hear her admitting to a friend that she harbored some fantasies of being excited by being photographed nude, and also by being dared to do something naughty.
I got up and fetched another round of drinks for everyone. Somehow I knew that if she sobered up, this very interesting conversation would come to an abrupt end, and I wasn't going to let that happen yet. I had no intention of getting her to do anything more than talk, but something inside me realized that if she got drunk, the conditions she mentioned earlier might become more right with a little more wine.
"So you're telling me that if someone dared you to flash a guy, you would", asked Gary in disbelief. Obviously, while I'd been fetching the drinks, the conversation had taken another sexy turn.
"Like I said, if the conditions were right, yeah, I would. I think it'd be kinda hot."
"What conditions? Come on, don't leave us hanging like that. You can't say something and not back it up". There. I'd said it.
"It wouldn't be a total stranger. You never know if the guy's some kind of freak or not. It would have to be someone I know isn't a weirdo that's going to take things too far. Maybe at a party or somewhere where everyone's drunk, like new years or something. I could flash my tits and it would excite me."
"My, but you have thought about this a bit" I said, mostly joking, but also quite intrigued by Helen's openness and by the amount of detail she was coming out with.
