I have been married for eight years now to Sherrie, who is a short voluptuous well proportioned brunette. She is exudes sex and I always notice guys looking at her. I am 32 years old and she is 30. I myself am on the short and slim side but I am well proportioned and look good. We have two young girls and what would seem the perfect life.
Sherrie has a public relations business and she works out of the house. She does well for herself. I am an engineer and I put in long hours but enjoy my work. Two weeks ago I arrived at the office in the morning to find out that I am being laid off. I wasn't worried. I had a good reputation and would easily find another job, so I decided to go home and take my wife out to a cafe, since we had not spent much time together lately.
Imagine my surprise when I walked in the door and heard moans from the bedroom. I peaked in and could see Sherrie on her back getting pounded by a big black man! I could see his ass bobbing up and down and the shaft pistoning in and out. I was amazed at how her pink pussy lips stretched and clung to that pole on every outstroke. It was easy to see, for her pure white skin contrasted with his dark black pigmentation. I walked out without making a sound, and went to the neighborhood dive bar alone, rather than to a cafe with Sherrie.
Over a few beers I thought about the situation. I could not blame Sherrie. We had not been having sex more than once a month and that was only when she forced herself upon me. I had always known that I was more attracted to men but could never admit it to myself. I thought of Sherrie almost as a sister. I loved her and shared so much with her but did not feel any strong sexual desire towards her or any woman. I decided to offer Sherrie an amicable divorce. Our relationship was a fraud for both of us.
I walked into our house at 5:30 that afternoon, and Sherrie gave me a kiss and a big smile, stating that I was home early. I told her that we had to talk. I told her what I saw and told her that I was not blaming her. I confessed that I had always been more attracted to men but had never dared to act on my desires before. I told her that she should divorce me and find a husband that would desire her like she deserved to be.
"No way Ricky!" She shouted, "You are not getting off that easy. I love you. You are a great partner and a perfect father to our girls. I will not let your gayness split apart our family."
"But Sherrie, what we have is not fair to you. I want you to have a man that will hold you with desire!" I replied.
"Sex is important to me a few times a week. But my family and the man that I share everything with and trust completely is important to me all the time." She explained.
"So what do we do?" I asked.
"We stay married. I help you realize your gay desires and keep on having my quiet flings on the side." She answered. "We stay married and committed to each other and our family but enjoy other men!
"It just so happens that Jerome, the guy you saw me with this morning, is bisexual." She went on. "I am sure that would enjoy a double header with both of us!"
I could not believe what she was proposing but it made sense and I did love Sherrie and our family. So I quickly agreed.
Sherrie told me that she was going to call Jerome and set it up. I heard her explain everything to him on the phone and the conversation went on. When she hung up she told me that Jerome and a gay friend of his would come over at ten tonight after the girls were sure to be asleep.
We put the girls to sleep a little after eight and Sherrie naired the hair off my balls and ass and gave my pubes above my cock a nice neat trim. She then showed me how to give myself an enema by giving one to herself. She told me that If I enjoyed getting fucked in that ass half as much as she did then I was in for a real treat. We then showered together and waited for the men to arrive. I was never more nervous in my whole life.
At ten Jerome and Darold arrived. Sherrie let them in giving Jerome a passionate kiss and shaking Darold's hand. I then introduced myself and Sherrie brought us beers and poured herself a wine. We sat on the couches and Sherrie explained the whole deal to them. Jerome suggested that we get started and led the way into the bedroom.
As soon as Sherrie locked the bedroom door she said, "Ricky the best way to get a man hard is by sucking his cock. I love doing it!"
With that Jerome stripped and Sherrie got down on her knees in front of him. She motioned for me to come over. I came over and kneeled next to her. She took Jerome's big balls in her hand and rubbed them softly before taking his cock into her mouth. It was so erotic! My face was only a foot away as I watched her kneading his nuts and bobbing her head in and out on his huge cock!
After a couple of minutes Jerome was totally hard and Sherrie told me to try. I took his nuts in my hands and marveled at how soft but yet firm they were! His cock was already shiny with Sherrie's saliva and while I studied it I saw a bead of precum ooze out at the tip. Sherrie told me that it was a special treat and that I should suck it in. I leaned forwards and took the head into my mouth licking the bead of precum away from the slit. She was right. It tasted divine! I took more of Jerome's rod into my mouth and licked the underside. I could not believe how right I felt. Being on my knees with a real man's big dick in my mouth was more than I could ever have hoped for!
It was rock hard yet velvety soft! I could feel life in Jerome's cock as I slid more of it into my mouth and worked the underside with my tongue. Soon I felt more precum ooze out and I loved it. It was the taste of a man. I had fantasized about this since I was twelve and now it was happening! I kept working on his cock until I felt the head hit my tonsils and I started gagging.
"Easy does it." Soothed Sherrie. "I only learned how to deep-throat recently. Just do what feels good. Why don't you give Jerome back to me and experience with Darold what it feels like to make a dick hard?"
I regretfully released Jerome's cock and Darold stepped beside him with his soft cock dangling there. I shifted over and took his nutsack in my hand and engulfed his entire cock in my mouth. It was soft like a big noodle and I stroked its underside with my tongue. Next to me Sherrie had Jerome's cock back in her mouth and she was bobbing away. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that her nose was pressing into his pubic hair every time!
I felt Darold grow in my mouth and the sense of pride that I got from knowing that I was causing his growth was beyond anything that I had ever felt before! I was on my knees making a man's dick get hard! I knew that I would never be able to give up cocksucking! In no time Darold's cock was as hard and big as Jerome's and I could feel the head at the opening of my esophagus. I wanted to please him so bad!
I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and just leaned my face in towards his abdomen. I could feel the head stretch my throat opening and go in some! I leaned back and took another deep breath and tried again. I felt it enter and I felt like choking but I fought it and brought my head back. It was the most amazing feeling! I could feel my food tube contracting as his cockhead left! I swallowed the saliva that had gathered in my mouth, messaged the underside of his cock with my tongue and took another deep breath. I brought my head forward more forcefully this time and was rewarded with the feeling of my nose crashing into Darold's pubic bone!
I felt like I had to choke but concentrated on just holding my breath and the feeling went away. I could feel his wiry pubic hair tickling my cheeks and I knew I had done something good. I could hear Darold announce that I was a natural and I could see the look of amazement in my wife's eyes as her throat was being stuffed itself!
I felt so much love for Sherrie. It was like we were partners in crime! I reached over and took her hand in mine as I slowly let Darold's cock slide out of my throat.
I now had a nice rhythm going. I was taking deep breaths and mashing my nose into Darold's pubic bone as his large cock lodged itself into my throat. I would hold it deep in my throat for as long as I could, luxuriating in the feeling, before I needed air and slowly pulled my head off. I would then concentrate on just the head while I caught my breath and prepared myself for the next impalement.