Up until about 2 years ago I had never entertained the thought of being with another man; but after my wife, Kat, and I had joined a swingers website and had a few experiences with other couples I found myself watching her sucking on and riding another guy's cock and wishing I could do the same. I had told Kat about these fantasies and she had loved them, partly because it gave her reason to use her strap-on with me on the basis that she was 'preparing' me for the real thing.
Over the following weeks Kat practically ignored my cock when we had sex, instead she used her tongue, fingers, butt plugs and a strap-on to fuck me with. She would talk dirty to me as she abused my ass, one day she even had me shave off all my body hair and fucked me in the missionary position, my legs wrapped around her back as she told me what a dirty bitch I was and how much I loved cock; she said that when it happened for real she would make me wear a pair of sexy knickers for the guy to pull to one side and fuck me like a proper little whore.
About 6 months ago Kat was away for the week on a work related course. One evening I decided to go onto a gay/bisexual chat room and eventually got chatting to a guy called Danny; he told me he was bisexual and enjoyed playing the dominant role during sex. Danny had a girlfriend but she was unaware of his bisexual activities. Danny lived about 60 miles away from me but when I mentioned I was alone in the house for the week he suggested travelling to my town and meeting up. I asked for a picture of him and when I saw him I agreed straightaway, he was good looking, toned and from his picture, had a good sized cock.
I invited him to just come straight to my house, at the end of the day we just wanted sex so I didn't see any point in meeting in town for drinks and wasting time. After I logged off I rang Kat and told her what I had arranged; she was as excited as me and said that if Danny was okay then I had better invite him back again once she was home. Kat also told me to try and get some pictures; I said I would try my best.
The following day I spent my time getting myself ready, I shaved and trimmed my body hair and got myself sorted for Danny coming around at 7pm. I felt nervous but extremely horny as I imagined what the evening would bring. I made sure that tubes of lubricant were available downstairs and in the bedroom, just so we wouldn't have to go looking for it if things worked out the way I hoped. Before showering I had used one of Kat's larger vibrators on myself but resisted masturbating as I wanted to save cumming for later on. By the time I had finished I was sure that my ass would be ready for Danny.