My name is Dave; I am 30, five foot nine, brown hair, blue eyes with a slim build. I am in the process of getting a divorce. My wife, Susan, left me for a so called friend. She tried to instigate a threesome with him without informing beforehand and against my wishes I might add. I had no wish to participate in a threesome with him or anyone else. You see, my wife always had a big sex drive or at least more than me. She is attractive five foot five blonde, 36 DD and a sexy ass. She was the type of woman young guys would ogle over as her physical assets are prominent. My wife just loves sex. I thought I did, too, but over time my need or excitement at having sex waned. I thought it was normal that after a while one might lose interest. So sex had become a bit of a chore at times as sometimes I was tired and worn out.
During our college days, we fucked at least a three, four times a week -- sometimes more. After college, we lived together for a while before we got married. Our sex lives really left nothing to be desired or so I thought. I was just happy to carry on, be the good honest faithful husband; little did I know Susan had other plans. We both worked hard and had good jobs and still she would want to fuck hard most nights. I had a buddy, Tom, who I played golf with from time to time. Susan had seen him several times, and had admired his toned body.
One day, out of the blue she asked me "Dave does Tom have a girlfriend?"
I told her "he had one, but had split up with her a couple months ago, and is playing the field, so to speak," I replied.
She then said to me, "The poor guy probably hasn't had any sex in a while, and probably needs some, so why don't we invite him over some night for dinner."
This rather startled me, but I pushed it from my mind, after a game of golf one day I asked Tom if he would like to come over for dinner that evening. Little did I know what it would lead to? He came over later that Saturday evening, bringing a bottle of red wine. Susan had prepared a fantastic meal and once we ate and finished, we all sat down in our living room and had more wine and beer. Susan was in a black mini dress that left nothing to the imagination. Every time she bent over you could get a clear view of her ample cleavage or her red thong. Tom and I had both noticed it on several occasions. At first he was respectfully trying to look away but the more he drank, I could clearly see he was getting turned on.
Sitting there in the living room, and looking at Susan, I got a terrific hard-on and I noticed Tom did too. The more we drank the more open minded the conversation became and inevitably turned to sex.
Tom mentioned "my last girlfriend was pretty uptight about blow-jobs and being fucked in the ass, which I love to do."
This kind of intrigued Susan, who was enjoying the conversation and the glances she was getting from Tom.
"I have some unfulfilled fantasies too," she said.
Even with the drink, I was a bit taken aback at how open they were chatting and tried to change the subject several times but to no avail.
Susan then she told Tom that "I have always wanted a threesome. Have you ever had one?" she asked.
He told her "I had suggested it to my previous girlfriend a few times but she wasn't into it."
I felt a sudden fear creep up on me as I could see where this was going.
A smile came across Susan's face, "why not have one now" she suggested.
My mouth fell open and I choked on the beer I was drinking and before I could say anything she stood up and started to remove her dress.
Susan said "Shall we go upstairs or fuck here."
Before I could say anything Tom had kicked of his shoes and was removing his trousers.
"Wait, what the fuck Susan do you think you're doing?"
"Come on, don't be a stick in the mud. I need a good fucking and you haven't been up to it for a while now," she said smiling at Tom.
"You can join in, watch or sit here and sulk," Tom said reaching for Susan.
Tom kissed her as she played with his cock, before she took her bra and thong off revealing her breasts pussy and ass.
"I need fucking, by a real man," she said.
"Susan, don't do this," I said pleading with her.
"David is busy being a little bitch and sulking so you need to fuck me Tom. Are you up to it?" she said spreading the lips of her pussy.
Tom quickly started forward and began to tongue and finger Helen's pussy. He then turned her around and bent her over a sideboard. Tom started to finger my wife's asshole. I just knew that he was going to fuck her in the ass. Susan liked getting fucked in the ass, I knew that. He spat saliva on her ass hole and fingered it several times before taking his stiff cock and pushes it into her. I watched as Susan moaned and shrieked a few times as he pushed his big cock into her.
"Fuck me, fuck me hard Tom, make me your bitch," she screamed.
Once he was in fully, he pounded away on her ass as she shrieked, begging for more. I was in shock, sitting watching some guy fuck my wife. I was stunned and couldn't move. I had been truly cuckolded here, watching my young wife get her ass fucked by another guy. My marriage was over, my world had collapsed.
"You're so tight baby," Tom said.
She screamed "it's wonderful -- best I've had don't, you ever stop! This is absolutely fantastic!"
And after about twenty minutes or so, they both came. He took her several more times that night, fucked her doggy style, and came in her ass, pussy and mouth. While they were fucking I went to the spare room and cried myself to sleep. Susan informed me the next day that she was divorcing me and that she was moving in with Tom. They were well matched, I found out over next few weeks that had been experimenting with threesomes, swinging etc. For me, my world had fallen apart, on the outside I kept up appearances but inside I was crushed, I felt like such a little bitch. I had to move out and got an apartment in a fashionable part of town as our apartment was up for sale. Everything had been decided by the lawyers, no maintenance as there was no kids just a 50-50 split on the proceeds from the sale of the apartment. I was at loose ebb. In the evenings I would sit and drink and watch porn. I slowly realized that it wasn't the loss of Susan that hurt, but the way it happened.
I believed that over time my love for Susan had developed into more like the love one has for a sister than a wife or lover. But that was gone; with one act she destroyed that love, the memories and made me question my manhood. One night on the way home from work, I stopped at an adult bookstore and bought a handful of tokens. I went to a booth and put a token in and I was watching a black man fucking a young white guy who was in a state of ecstasy. I clearly had clicked on the wrong video. That said I couldn't take my eyes of it, I was mesmerized by the scene, the length of his cock and how much the white guy was enjoying it. Before I realized it, my dick was so swollen that I felt like it was going to explode. I undid my slacks and dropped them to the floor and began to masturbate, furiously.
From out of nowhere fingers appeared through a hole in the wall that I didn't know was even there. These fingers beckoned to me. I didn't know what they wanted; I wasn't gay but was horny and hadn't had a blow job for some time. I stuck my throbbing penis through the hole and gasped when a wet mouth swallowed my rock-hard cock. I hugged the wall as this mouth sucked my dick better than any girl ever had. Before I could stop or pull back, I felt a stirring as I was about to cum; my penis erupted with a thick load of sperm inside this strange mouth. I pulled up my trousers and left immediately. I didn't go back for a few weeks as I was in denial. But eventually one night after having dinner with friends and a few drinks, instead of going straight home I went to the adult bookstore. Just like before I bought a few tokens and entered a booth.
This time I did put on a gay video deliberately. As I started to play with myself a hand came through the glory hole beckoning me. Once again, I stuck my cock through and could feel the guy's mouth started to suck my cock. I started to slowly pump my cock through the hole into the stranger's mouth until I shot my load. This time, as I was cleaning myself a hard penis came through the hole in my booth. I didn't know what to do, but I instinctively wrapped my hands around it. It was so hot and it seemed to throb in my hand. I kept telling myself I wasn't gay, but I couldn't resist licking the mushroom head of this large penis. It was so smooth, almost like velvet in its texture and I opened my mouth and took just the head of it within my mouth. It seemed like this penis was telling me what to do, it seemed to push further into my mouth. I began to run my tongue in circles around the tip of this penis, rapidly.
This throbbing piece of man meat was too much and I backed away leaving its owner with a hard dick. I rushed out and went back to my apartment and thought about what had happened to me. I went back the next evening and when someone's fingers came through the hole in the wall, I eagerly put my large dick in the hole. This guy sucked my dick better than anyone has ever done in my entire life. He was fantastic as he sucked me that I came almost immediately. I was still feeling my awesome orgasm when he stuck his large penis through our hole.
I couldn't just walk away after he'd given me such pleasure, but again I kept telling myself I wasn't gay. But, I took his penis in my mouth and I was surprised that it felt so good. I realized that I liked the feeling of a hard dick in my mouth. I didn't have any experience, but I sucked it the same way that other guy's had sucked my dick.
When I tasted the first few salty drops of his cum I stopped sucking his penis.
On the way out of the bookstore, I heard a young man shout from behind me, "cock teaser."
I didn't go back for a few weeks as I felt guilty. On the one hand, I knew deep down I had enjoyed it and wanted more but I also knew that I couldn't expect to get pleasure without returning the favor in kind. The next time I went was a Friday night. I had been out at a happy hour at a local pub with a salesman from work. I guess I had a little too much to drink as I stopped at the bookstore. I got some tokens and went to a booth, this time picking a video of two older guys fucking. As I was watching it and rubbing my crotch, a cock poked through the hole of my booth. It was kind of thin and uncut. I got on my knees and took it into my mouth. I was ravenous, I wanted it and I sucked it as if I was hungry. He became so hard, so quickly until he was deep within my throat. I wanted to please this guy as much as I'd ever wanted a woman.
I wasn't embarrassed when I choked on his cock as his cum hit the back of my throat. After he came in my mouth I turned around and sat down to watch the movie when another dick came through a hole on the other side. Without thinking, I opened my mouth and began to suck this hard dick. I did think that I was becoming better at sucking cocks. I masturbated as I sucked three more cocks that night. When I went home I thought about sucking dicks and my cock became hard. But, I didn't think that I was gay, I knew it. I went to the bookstore often; chatted to guys online and found out about the local cruising areas were guys might meet for a blow job. One was a local park not too far from my apartment. Guys could walk there if they lived nearby or drive to it. There was a specific car park where they might meet then go to a clearing near an old abandon stable. It was away from the trails used by walkers or runners.
I was intrigued and excited to find out about this but also very wary. I was told there might be guys there during the day but definitely at night. It was quite late one evening at the weekend and I was getting horny. I had been watching some gay cruising tubes on my phone while masturbating. I had had a few beers. I wasn't completely inexperienced as I had let a quite a few guys suck my cock and sucked there's at the adult book but this was taking it to the next level. It was 10 pm on a Saturday night and the adult store would be closed by the time I got there. I knew i had to get a cock to suck and satisfy my yearning.so I decided to take a walk to the woods to see if anyone was around. I went out and started to walk to the park.
