A Beautiful Wifes New Appetite

I'm a middle aged man who loves his wife orgasming on other men. This is a story about that. Cuck or hot wife whatever you want to call it, if you don't like the idea, you won't like the story.

Ok back to me. I'm a middle aged man who loves his wife orgasming on other men. I'm 46, I'm fit, and I have a thick 7" cock that I often shove firmly and steadily up my wife's quivering pussy until she drenches my lap.

I make a lot of money, and you could correctly guess that Anne's way more attractive than I am. She's not a gold digger, there are simply aspects of a financially competent man that levels the attractiveness scale.

She has the body of a 20 year old. Everything on Anne bounces firmly. She's pretty perfect everywhere, but maybe my favorite part of our sex life are the sounds she makes in bed. Just guttural, raw, primal, incoherent half-words spoken to no one. She loses herself in the experience and it gets me the hardest. I love fucking Anne, and Anne loves to be fucked. We talk about all of our fantasies together and I can't imagine a more perfect sexual match for me.

Three days ago, Anne came home from work looking a little distant. "What's up?" I ask, she says "oh hey... on the way home I had to go to the city Whole Foods because ours is under construction and while I'm there I'm grabbing a coffee and talking to the baristas. And as I'm leaving one of them said 'phew! sexy Anne.' and when i turned around to confront him, i saw he was holding the outline of his cock in his pants and kind of waving it back and forth. Can you believe it?!" We sat down at the kitchen table.

I laughed, "Anne you looked like you saw a ghost! I was worried it was something serious. It's just a couple of horny guys. I'll call the store and talk to the manager, but I thought you witnessed a murder." She laughed "Yeah well you should have seen the outline, Bryan... it wasn't an average dick."

To my surprise my cock jolted instantly. Five seconds pass. "How not average?" I asked. Long pause. Eyes locked. "It looked like it was the same shape as a 10 inch hotdog with a thick head." her hands showing a distance of about 10 inches between them as an illustration. A short eternity passed and I said "Good lord, why is this turning me on?" she interrupted my fake laugh "I don't know! But it's turning me on that it turns you on this much."

A smile drifted across her lips then she slipped under the table, crawled to my side and undid my buckle. She gasped gleefully at how hard it was, then sucked and moaned in perfect balance until I sent five hot loads down her throat. "God damn!" I said in a loud sigh. She looked up at me, clearly deep in thought.

"Be right back." She ran upstairs and I got lost in thought wondering what just happened. Why did that turn me on? And how turned on was she already before she walked in the door? She interrupted my reflection by coming downstairs wearing a see-through knit belly button cropped sweater and tight black yoga pants, her hair in a high ponytail. "I was thinking about maybe going back out to that store and getting another coffee." She said with one finger on her bottom lip, her left leg resting firm on the first step. Overwhelmed by desire, I rushed to her and we kissed furiously, we stumbled upstairs, undressed her in a few aggressive motions, and i fucked her hard, with primal intent, for three or so minutes before draining my cock deep in her tight wet pus.

Laying on my chest, running a finger over my nipple, she asked "Have you ever watched a woman fuck another man?" I was relaxed from sex otherwise I would have been jarred by the question. "No I haven't....yet." She pushed me playfully "Stop! what do you mean 'yet'?" We both laugh and I don't answer. The question, like an apparition, floating overhead. She continues running her finger over my chest quietly for another minute. "So you're saying I can?" she asks and i erupt in laughter "No!" she quickly tried to clarify "not like... I've been thinking about it. I haven't. It's more like wow that's a big door that i don't think either of us knew was open."

"Yeah I feel that. I am shocked by how quickly it turned me on, like some force just nudged me into a different lane or something."

We filled the next two hours with plan-making and discussions on boundaries and safety precautions. We both wanted Anne to have the best sex possible with other men. When all the topics were covered, we both felt good about giving it a try. Anne gains more pleasure at my pleasure in watching her. It seemed to create a sensual cycle between us that had no ceiling. She would fuck another man. I would watch.

I went to kiss her, she pulled back after just giving me a peck on the lips. "Goodnight love" she smiled warmly at me and turned over to sleep. And just like that, there was a new dynamic between us. She'd never resisted a kiss before, but I knew in some way she did it to turn me on. It felt like she did it to say "you're not the next guy who's going to make me cum."

My mind returned to her longing for that huge cock.

Engorged, I jerked off in the bathroom. I looked in the mirror, locked eyes with myself, did a quick reality check on what was happening, and went to bed. I tried to wrap my head around how much my life had changed in the last four hours as I drifted off.

As I slept, Anne would tell me later that she laid in bed with her fingers gently rubbing her clit, imagining what it would feel like to slide down a 10" cock.

Days pass.

Yesterday i get a text message at work, around 4:30 from Anne

"Hey."

It's obviously a start to something so i reply

"Hey."

"What's up?" she asks.

"What?!?! Haha. Tell me why you messaged me already!"

A minute goes by.

"I think i want tonight to be the night."

My head runs cold and my heart rate increases suddenly. "Details please." I hastily swipe.

"Levon and Gabe were thinking nowish?" The words came and soon the screen scrolled up to make room for the picture that was loading.

Anne was surrounded by two tall athletic mid-20-something guys, one stockier and the other lean. She wore the cropped sweater and yoga pants. One man had a hand on her lower back. The sun reflected off the windows of a nearby office tower directly on her face and curves. She was a sultry beauty. A Greek goddess here to bring back some good old ancient Greek fun. "Their shift just ended! Should we join them for an early dinner?"

"I'll get us a room and a table at the Ritz."

I pulled up to the Ritz in a daze, handed the keys to the valet, and walked inside to the restaurant. A man I recognized from the picture waved me over to the bar. "Hi. I'm Bryan, Anne's husband." I introduced myself and continued quickly, "Where's my wife?" "She's up with Gabe in the room. They'll be down soon, I guess?" I stared at myself in the bar back mirror for a long time, tunnel-visioned on my own face, trying to read my expression. Trying to gauge how I felt about how quickly things unfolded. My face was blank but my erection was becoming difficult to cover. I was very ready for this.

"Your table is ready, Bryan." said a beautiful young Chinese woman with exceptional curves. We followed her to a table, and she put a double Scotch in front of me "from Anne." she smiled and walked away.

I drink slowly to pace myself. Finally Anne and Gabe round the corner, his hand on her lower back. They arrive and Gabe pulls out her chair, and she sits. *Excuse us, guys, let my husband and I chat in private for a few minutes." I'm staring at her voluptuous breasts through the knit sweater while she waits for them to walk away.

"I am so god damn horny." she whispered to me with a hoarse voice. "Holy shit me too. What were you doing up there?" "Long story short, he said he needed to talk to me in private and so I recommend simply going up to the room you booked. When we got there he just pulled it out and said 'I only said I needed privacy, you decided we needed a room' then nodded down to his massive meat. At that point we both knew why we were there. Just so you know, Gabe is the one with the thick-headed long cock" she leaned across the table and continued, "and he tastes delicious."

I tried to smile or show some sign of approval but I was frozen. Frozen in horniness, and it was the weirdest thing I've felt. She waved over to the guys and when they approached "we decided to do room service instead of the dining room." Levon pulled out her chair and soon Anne and Levon walked arm in arm just ahead of Gabe and I. We quietly made our way to the elevator. I swiped my key card and soon we're headed up to a world of new experiences.

We relaxed in the living room with a joint and two bottles of wine. Levon and Anne flirted constantly which made it awkward for me to decide where to look in the room or what to do with myself. I didn't want to sit and gawk. I pulled out my phone to look busy, but before I could turn it on Anne suddenly complained that her yoga pants felt too tight. "We should all do bathrobes, that would be more relaxing!" She got up from the couch to move to the robe closet when Levon grabbed her arm. "We don't need robes, you just need less pants on." Gabe echoed the sentiment "Amen I'm not here for a spa day, love."

After a short pause, "Ok, I guess you're in charge now, stud." she said while turning to face me. With her eyes locked on mine, she bent over in front of Levon, slowly removing her pants and finally stepping out of them. Her ass within grabbing distance for Levon.

Levon spent a minute stroking her legs and squeezing her ass before abruptly pulling his pants and briefs down to his knees in one motion while remaining on the couch. Laying there in his lap was a hard cock only slightly longer than my 7 inches but as thick as a beer can. "Gabe said you know what to do with this."

In a fluid motion, Anne slid her ass onto the couch while lowering her head over Levon's cock. She slid a hand under it, loving the meaty weight. She planted small kisses all over the shaft up to the head. The head she kissed several times slower and slower until she enveloped the head in her lips. She made a deep moaning sound and then slid the cock down her throat. Over and over she moved her lips from the head to the very base, choking and moaning as she went. Levon's face seemed transfixed like he didn't believe what was happening. A minute later he came in thick spurts into Anne's stomach. His stomach arched slightly with each spurt, like a miniature involuntary sit-up. The true sign of an immense orgasm.

Anne looked over at me, seemingly transfixed in horniness. Both of us wide eyed. Both of us very ready for more.

"God damn! I came immediately" he laughed. "I told you, this woman loves cock." Gabe chimed in. As he spoke he stood up and removed his shirt, pants and boxers. A six pack and a 10 inch cock. This guy had no trouble finding partners. He sat back down in his chair and signaled for Anne to come over with his index finger. She stood, walked over, and straddled him. Her ass pinned his cock against his legs as she kissed him long and hard. His large hands massaging her perfect tits.

They kissed hard. Anne's perfectly ample ass slowly moving back and forth on the side of Gabe's cock. From the angle of her back, I could tell she was rubbing her clit on him. Anne's moans grew louder. She stopped kissing Gabe long enough to utter "ok i need it now" in an exasperated whisper. "Need what, love?" he grinned. "I need your huge cock inside me now. I need you to empty a hot stream into my tight pussy." As the last word left her lips she lifted herself from his lap and impressively Gabe's 10 inches lifted with her until his throbbing meat was just under her pussy. Slowly she lowered herself down on him, both of them holding the arms of the chair, eyes locked.

"Ohmygod.ohmygod.ohmygod." she quickly whispered repeatedly as she descended on him. "THERE" she suddenly shouted as his thick cock head touched the back of her cervix. Her glutes contracted as she milked his shaft with her pelvic muscles, eyes closed, soaking in the experience. After a while, she slowly raised herself off of him nearly to the tip, then sank back down. Then again, not as slowly. Then again.

Soon she reached full pace, back arched, sliding down quickly then squeezing her vaginal muscles on the slower ride back to the tip. Gabe kept cool for the first few minutes, and now I could see he was concentrating on holding back an orgasm. Gabe suddenly grabbed Anne's hips and pulled her off like she weighed 50 pounds, his arm muscles flaring. He stood up with her, turned her around to face the arm of the chair, and bent her over. He positioned just behind her. With a hand on her ass and a hand on his cock, he quickly yanked up on his dick several times so that the head smacked her clit. I realized then that she hadn't fully opened her eyes since she had started riding him minutes earlier. She was in pure ecstasy.

Slowly Gabe pushed his massive rod into her, until he'd fit all he could. A quick slap on her gorgeous ass, then gripped both of her hips and began thrusting out and in, out and in, over and over, expertly paced like a marathon runner who knew not to get too far ahead. Anne spread her legs wider, her toes curling, fingers seeming to tear into the arm of the couch. She let out a loud "YYYYYESSSSSSSSSSSS" as the floor between their legs splashed with her cum.

Gabe's expression changed to show the effort he had to exert to continue to penetrate her tight, contracting, convulsing pussy.

Anne came three more times in this way before Gabe nodded to Levon. "You wanna take a go at this while she sucks me off?" Gabe pulled out and slapped her ass again as he walked over behind the couch where Levon still sat. Anne removed her cropped sweater to fully display the gorgeous tits. On her way over to Levon she stopped at the side table for a large swig of water, then wine, then continued over and mounted Levon. Levon's beer-can-thick cock stretched her pussy lips. She steadily rode him while he alternated which breast to suck, leaving her head and mouth free for Gabe, who had gently gripped her hair and inserted his cock in her mouth.

I wasn't sure if my mouth had dropped open or not, but this was the hottest thing I'd ever experienced or seen, and I've experienced plenty. I had already cum in my pants earlier, and now I just had my cock out masturbating. I came hard as soon as I saw the stream of Anne's pleasure juices running down Levon's cock onto his inner thigh, soaking into the couch.

As we had guessed, Anne's pleasure gained from my pleasure watching had tipped us both over any pleasure we'd had before. It was heaven. I couldn't remember breathing over the last 20 minutes. I don't know how much time passed. They changed positions a dozen more times or so. Anne had nine more hard orgasms, and more than a few smaller quakes.

Afterwards, the guys got dressed, and left while discussing late dinner plans.

Anne laid sideways on the couch smiling gently at me, I joined her and wrapped my arms around her. I turned on the TV. Occasionally her hips would spasm slightly and she'd let out a little moan. Muscle memory from a solid fucking. She fell asleep within ten minutes or so, and I stayed up late floating through thoughts about this new life we'd walked into.