Amys Metamorphosis Pt 03

Metamorphosis - a change of the form or nature of a thing or person into a completely different one, by natural or supernatural means.

Part 3

Summer of Love

It was back to the grind of work and life the week after the sexual vacation, and the very first thing Amy did was get tested. We had played safe down there, but even with condoms, after fucking a bunch of guys you just met, it's better to proceed with caution. Plus, her regular testing was part of her routine so she could play bareback with Byron and Keith. I thought things had changed for good after the gangbang with Ray, but there was no doubt in my mind after this trip that they had. My wife was embracing her newfound sexual freedom. We had just gone on a vacation in which she easily fucked any guy that even tried to get with her. The only guy she did not fuck that showed interest was Dez from the first night we played and looking back if he had just tagged along with Lloyd, I know Amy would have fucked him as well.

Before we went on that trip I was still battling with my emotions, especially right after the night with Ray and the guys. How could she be so submissive and just let a group of guys use her like that? Something had changed in me during the trip though. I did a fair amount of self-reflection and analyzing while sitting and soaking up the sun. Ever since I could remember I fantasized about Amy fucking other guys and being a slut. I realized my problem was not with her actions, but with my own perception of what a relationship should look like and how a 'man' should act. A man does not let his wife fuck around and be a slut for other men. That is the type of girl you hook up with, have some fun, maybe share with your friends, but she is not marriage material. This is what has been ingrained in me by society since my teenage years. Amy had seemingly gotten over her hang ups of what a good girl is and how she is supposed to act. It was time I did as well. If we both wanted this life, then it was time to embrace it and see where it went. Again, it was time to stop being a pussy.

I came back happy and excited with where this was going. It was like Amy's sex drive had taken a major shot of adrenaline recently. After the Vegas trip and break at the end of last year when she more or less shut down, she started fucking Byron and Keith again at the beginning of this year. She had the two hookups on her trip to Florida back in March, but since her gangbang with Ray, she was a new woman. I decided it was time to remove any restrictions, not that we had many before. I now wanted to see how much of a slut she really was and now many men she would fuck. The thought of her fucking lots of men turned me on like crazy. I was curious to know if her behavior on vacation was just because we were on vacation and she felt like going wild, or if it was something more. Was she going to truly embrace her promiscuous side? I finally realized on our trip that I enjoyed watching Amy fuck and be my personal porn star even more that actually fucking her myself.

Why did it turn me on so much, and why did I like it when guys commented on how loose or stretched, she was? My mind kept going back to Remi commenting on how big her pussy was, Erroll confirming it, and the guys all laughing about it. I can't explain it, but the thought of all those men using my little sluts worn out pussy just did it for me. I pretty much knew how loose she was after the years of stretching games we had played but hearing it from other men somehow made it more real. This is what I had wanted all along. You would have to go back and read our stretching adventures to fully understand my fetish with this, but it was real, and strong. I loved it when years ago she admitted she needed something big in her pussy to get off, and still vividly remember the time I had already slid my cock inside her and she then asked me to put it in. Like I have said before, I am not normal.

We only had a week back at home before Amy had to go to another multi day meeting. This one was in Idaho. As soon as we were home, I said, "I think you should look for a playmate next week."

"What? Really? Sure. Do you want to help me?" She asked with no hesitation.

I had a hotwife. She wanted to fuck other men and I wanted her to. Simple as that. We had just gotten back from vacation where she easily and happily spread her legs for a handful of men, and we were already looking for another one. As fucked up as I am, it instantly made me hard.

"Hey babe, do you want to mix it up a little this time?" I asked.

"Oh god, what do you have in mind now?"

"Nothing major, but how about you play the cheating wife this time. I mean, don't tell the guy that I know and approve. Let them think you are a cheating wife."

"Really?"

"Yes, it's kind of hot right? They think they are getting away with one, but it's our little secret."

Amy admitted the cheating wife aspect turned her on. So, it was set, and we started the search on our usual sites AFF, SDC, SLS, and a few others. Given the fact that it was Boise, and her fondness for hung black gentlemen, the pool was limited, but she found 4 or 5 guys she was interested in. The great thing about screening guys first is she can pick the guys who have shown proof of being hung and are actually real. She quickly narrowed it down to one, a guy named Steven, who was visiting the same time on business. He checked all her boxes. Once again, I sent my wife off to another distant location to meet another big-dicked stranger to fuck her brains out, but this time with a twist.

She was in town a total of 3 nights and met him the second night. Much like her last flings in Florida 3 months ago, we texted during their meeting. And once again, she took a strange man back to her room. She sent me a picture of the two of them, another one of her playing with his impressive cock, another one with his 4 fingers buried in her big pussy, but the next one was the one that made my cock really jump. It was a picture of Steven's cock buried in her pussy, and she had a QOS tattoo above her pussy. I didn't expect her to be wearing one, but she was. She was clearly embracing this whole queen of spades thing. The final picture that came later showed her sucking and probably cleaning Steven's cock. She sent them after they fucked, and he went to the bathroom, and we had time for a quick chat.

10:37 Me: I like your tattoo.

10:37 Amy: Good. Steven liked it too.

10:37 Me: That was a surprise. Are you having fun? Is he still there?

10:37 Amy: Yes. Lots of fun. We just finished and are taking a break.

10:37 Me: Are you going to fuck him again?

10:38 Amy: Yup. I've been naughty.

10:38 Me: How naughty?

10:38 Amy: Naughty. I sent Steven's friend those pics.

10:39 Me: You did? Who is he?

10:40 Amy: It's just his friend. He's in the lifestyle too.

10:40 Me: You are such a slut.

10:40 Amy: I know. Speaking of that, gotta go. He's coming back.

10:40 Me: Love you. Send pics. Call me when you are done.

I finally caught up with her about 11:30 right after he left. She explained that they were talking about their experiences and started talking about group sex and threesomes. He has a close friend that plays as well, and she traded pics with him. She said she should try to set a date with them sometime soon.

"What's with the tattoo?" I questioned.

"I'm a queen of spades after all, right?"

"That you are my darling. So, you like wearing those do you?" I laughed.

"Yes, I do."

"Why?"

"I don't know. It excites me. I love the reaction of the guys when they see it."

"You do, so it turns you on?"

"Yes, it does. I think it turns the guys on as well. I think it motivates them to try harder."

"Do they?"

"I think so. Steven sure did."

"What did he do when he saw it?" I asked.

"He immediately treated me differently."

"He did? How so?"

"Well, when he pulled down my underwear and saw it, he said, I like your tattoo, you like fucking black guys huh?'"

"What did you say?"

"I just told him yes I did."

"What did he say?"

"He said so you're a black cock slut?"

"What did you say?"

"I just told him yes."

"What did he say?"

"He asked if my husband knew."

"What did you tell him?"

"I told him a girl has her secrets."

"So, you lied to him."

"Yes."

"So, then what happened?"

"He told me to suck his cock."

"What did you say?"

"Nothing, I just got on my knees and did what he said."

"So how did he treat you differently?"

"He just took me any way he wanted after that. He also told me to send pictures to his friend. They sometimes have threesomes with girls back home. They live in Connecticut, only a few hours away. I want to set a date with them when we get home. He said it turned him on to know I was a married white slut fucking black guys behind my husband's back. I really do think he tried harder." She laughed.

I jerked off several times looking at Amy's pics and knowing she was out there doing those dirty things with another new stranger. Amy ended up meeting up with Steven again the next night, and he left the next day. She had now fucked another guy, twice, and met another possible playmate in the process. She was home 2 days later. I could not get inside her to reclaim her fast enough. We ended up having a 1 1/2-hour sex marathon after the kids went to bed. I was so hot for her. We had a normal weekend at home and had a pool party after a soccer game. When we were playing around with each other on Saturday night Amy told me she had been chatting with another guy she had met online. She showed me his pics and some of the chat to get my opinion. His name was John Paul and she had been exchanging messages with him for about a month. He lived about an hour and fifteen minutes from us. He was 51, tall, big body, although he looked a little past his prime, but with an absolutely monster cock, claiming to be over 10 inches and very thick. He was likely the biggest she had come across yet and she was excited about it, going on and on about the pics of his cock. At 12 years her senior he would also be the oldest guy Amy had ever been with if we met up with him. It looked like my wife was ready to take yet another lover and we made plans to meet with him the following Friday night, shipping the kids off to Grandma's house.

We booked a hotel and checked in so Amy could freshen up and then went to dinner. Given that Amy's last play session had been away and without me, it had been about 3 weeks since we had played as a couple, and I was looking forward to watching her fuck someone. We met John Paul at a nearby bar at 9:30. I was disappointed when he came in. Not only was he not good looking (he had clearly only shared flattering face pics), but the pics of his body must have been from better days. He was way past his prime. He was easily 20 pounds heavier than the pics he had sent shirtless, and even in those he looked past his best days.

I looked at Amy to gauge her reaction and she did not show any. She got up and gave him a hug, and we shook hands. He was big though, easily 6'4" and probably 270 lbs. His thigh was probably the size of her waist. We ordered drinks and chatted. As usual, we had already had a few drinks and a bit of an edible, to help us relax and get in the mood. By this point, we had been to enough of these greets so the conversation flowed easily. He had a relaxed, yet dominant and confident way about him and talked about how he had been in and out of swinging since his early 20's, and now exclusively played with younger married wives. Almost immediately, Amy was very close to him, and he had his hand on her thigh, and she had her hand on his crotch. "Oh my god, you feel huge." Amy just blurted out.

We had only been sitting there long enough to barely get our drinks and Amy was already playing with his cock. John Paul just smiled and said, "Do you think you can take all of me. A lot of women try and fail."

"Oh, I think I can." Amy said, pushing his hands between her legs.

Seconds later I saw Amy gasp as John Paul's large fingers made their way inside of her pussy. She was not wearing any underwear under her dress. I felt Amy spread her legs against mine and then her eyes got wide as she moaned as John Paul slipped his fingers deeper into her pussy. There we were, again. This time a big brute of a man we had just met 10 minutes ago was fingering my slut of a wife under the table while she played with his cock. Amy took another drink as she shuttered. "Fuck, we're not going to last very long in here if you don't stop."

"You have a very nice pussy. You may not have a problem. You said you love huge cock. Let's go find out." John Paul said.

"Okay, let's finish our drinks first." Amy said.

"She has not found a man she can't handle yet." I added.

Amy looked at me and giggled. It was clear she had already made up her mind that she wanted to fuck him. I beckoned to the waitress knowing we were not going to be here long. The waitress came over to deliver the bill and it was clear to her as she glanced down that John Paul had his hands between my wife's legs. As I paid the bill, we gulped down our drinks and walked out of the bar, Amy actually leading the way while John Paul and I followed. Once again, a stranger was going to fuck my wife shortly after meeting her, and this was a very short meeting, less than 20 minutes. Why did this turn me on so much? It was a short walk to the hotel lobby. We went straight to the elevator and the room. I went to put some music on, and Amy approached John Paul. He bent over to kiss Amy, and they were locked in a passionate kiss for a minute. Amy backed away, and pulled her dress over her head, leaving her dressed in only her bra. Both of our eyes went to her shaved pussy, which had a fresh QOS tattoo just above it. Once again, I had no idea she had put one on. He complimented her saying, "You are even more beautiful in person. What an amazing body. Is that tattoo just for fun or do you live it?"

"I live it. I only play with black men." Amy said.

"Good, now come show me." He said as he pulled his pants open, and his giant cock flopped out causing Amy to gasp. He did not lie about his size and the pictures he sent were not photo magic. This motherfucker was hung, beating Marcus, Amy's previously largest cock. He was definitely over 10 inches, and really thick.

Amy immediately and obediently dropped to her knees and grabbed his cock. He was too big to get her mouth around the head though, so she sucked the tip and licked his shaft and big heavy balls. My cock as instantly hard as a rock as I watched my tiny wife on her knees sucking the giant cock of this giant black man. Yup, I did really love this.

"That's right, she's a real slut for black guys?" Go ahead, tell him babe, tell him what you are." I added. After all, she may be John Paul's slut for the night, but she was still my slut too.

"I'm a queen of spades."

"Tell him what you love."

"I love fucking black guys."

"That's right, she can't say no. Next time you should bring some friends." I said as Amy shot me an evil look out the side of her eye but didn't stop working on John Paul's cock. If Amy was going to be a whore, I might as well treat her like one too.

John Paul laughed. "That's why I only fuck the married white ones. They are always the biggest closet ho's. How long did you say you two have been playing with others?" He asked, forgetting we had told him earlier.

"September will be two years since we started." I answered as Amy continued to work on his cock. I didn't feel like explaining that it took her 6 months to go from sucking to fucking.

"Ah, late starters I see, and how many guys have you been with?" John Paul asked, holding Amy's head on his cock.

"24 now." I said as Amy again shot me a look but continued to lick his cock. Whether she wanted me to tell him or not did not matter to me. I wanted him to know what a little slut she was.

"Ah, she's been a busy girl. Typical for new wives. And how many black men?" He asked, now unbuttoning his shirt.

"24." I answered.

"Ha ha. And I bet you'd never been with a black man before that?" John Paul said as he removed his shirt, his large belly now on display.

"No, she had not." I answered for her.

He laughed again and then said, "I bet she can't get enough now. She's an excellent cocksucker, why don't you join me?"

I moved next to him and pulled down my pants, my hard cock popping free. My cock looked like a baby's next to his. Amy grabbed ahold of it and then started sucking my cock, deepthroating me as she jerked John Paul's cock. I have been in this situation before and always feel like the guy is trying to show off to my wife just how much bigger his cock is. It was impossible for Amy not to compare the two. She continued to play with both of our cocks and said, "It's so fucking big. Honey, he's like three times bigger than you."

"I know, you like that, don't you? You love big fucking dicks." I said.

"I know, I do. I love it." She answered.

"What do you want babe, you want him to fuck you?" I asked.

She just nodded her head. "Tell him then. Tell him what you want." I said.

"I want you to fuck me. I want your huge cock inside of me." She said to John Paul now grabbing him by the hand and leading him to the bed. She sat on the corner of the bed and removed her bra. She then pulled John Paul's pants down and started to work his cock with her mouth again. Luckily, he had a condom because we had absentmindedly forgotten them. We had talked about safe play and testing before the meetup, but even though he had a recent test, we had made a decision to play safe with all new guys we did not know and trust, just in case. Staying disease free and healthy was paramount, and we had done some risky stuff early on. She unrolled it over his cock, and then pulled him on top of her. His large body, more than twice the size of my wife, engulfed her as he started kissing her deeply. I saw Amy's hand reach down and grab his cock and guide it into her pussy. In one slow thrust John Paul slid his cock balls deep into my wife as she grunted, "Ahh fuck, it's so big. Oh, you feel so fucking big, so deep."

Once again, I was watching another stranger fuck my wife. John Paul started to slowly thrust into Amy, her tiny body pinned under his, her legs spread wide. She grabbed him by the ass and pulled him into her. "Ah, fuck, yes, ah, fuck me. Fuck me."

"Dawn baby doll, it's like that pussy was made for me. We are gonna have fun together." John Paul told her, likely surprised at how easily my wife's pussy opened up and swallowed him.

It was hot as fuck. There was this giant brute of an older man, nowhere near Amy's league when it came to looks or physical attractiveness, but he was fucking her, and she loved it. The only thing he had to offer Amy was a gigantic cock, and that was all she wanted at this moment. John Paul had started to quicken the pace and Amy was loving it. "Ah, fuck, oh my god, fuck me with that big black cock, give it to me." Amy grunted.

They carried on like this for only a few minutes before Amy started to shutter underneath him and wrapped her legs around him, pulling him in deep. "Ah, fuck, fuuuuck! Oy my god. Ahhhhhhh." She screamed as she had an orgasm.

John Paul had stopped to let Amy ride it out, but slowly started fucking her again as she relaxed. "Fuck, that was fast. I don't think I've ever cum that fast. Shit." Amy said.

I watched as they continued to fuck, taking some pictures and videos, and stroking my cock. John Paul was more than comfortable with the camera and seemed to enjoy putting on a show making my wife grunt, squeal, and scream in front of me. He, Amy, and I knew that the type of fucking he was giving her was never possible from me. I was at peace with this.