A House and a Wife Both Warmed

We had received a dinner invitation from Dee and Daniel, a married couple that had started working at my company, and although a few years older than we were, they seemed friendly and fun. When I first introduced them to my wife, Jennifer, there was an instant chemistry. They had just moved into a new residence, and invited Jennifer and me over for a house warming dinner. We brought a couple of bottles of wine for a house warming present but need not have bothered, the house was stocked with what looked like an entire wine cellar.

My slender young bride of not even a year was stunningly attractive, very curvy, a high tight ass, long legs, thick wavy redhead hair that ended in tangles around her shoulders. Her breasts were perfectly shaped ad precisely proportioned to her slender body, large B or small C cups, but if they had been any larger they would have been excessive for her frame. She was especially attractive tonight because she was wearing a black pencil skirt, dark green seamed stockings and a sheer silk white blouse accented by a stunning jade necklace that really accentuated her curves. She would wear this outfit for me on the weekends when we went out to the clubs, she didn't know this but I secretly liked the idea of men looking at her. Jennifer had been a virgin when we first met, I had been her first and only man in her life and her pussy. I considered her to be both worldly, and sexually, naïve.

After we ate dinner accompanied by numerous glasses of wine each...hell, let's be honest, numerous BOTTLES of wine, things took an unexpected turn. Dee told a couple of explicit jokes, and the conversation started to become increasingly risque. Dee related several of her favorite sexual positions and encounters, she was entirely without shame. This was a side of her I had not suspected existed.

After one particularly graphic but incredibly erotic story, Dee told us about Daniel's big cock and how much she liked it, which got me uncomfortable, but as I looked at my wife her eyes were glistening. I suppose the numerous glasses of wine loosened up all of our inhibitions, and was directly responsible for what was to transpire that evening.

Dee was explaining her boyfriend's attributes and how their sex life was creative and adventurous, 
"I met Daniel a few years ago and I must admit that although he's smart, handsome and masculine, his package was what first got my attention."

As Dee focused on Daniel's cock I was a bit jealous and uncomfortable, and rather wished we could find another topic of conversation.

Dee gushed,

"I love his thick cock, I just love it, can't get enough of him and becoming swingers is the best thing we ever did."

When she mentioned swinging I got nervous, but I didn't even have time to react because my wife sounded confused, "Swinging, what's that?"

Dee and Daniel looked at each other and smiled, rather like the cat that had just caught the canarie. Dee explained to my young wife the nature of a Swinger's Club,

"Come on Jennifer don't tell me you've never heard about swinging? Well, a Swinger's Club is where couples meet other partners to enjoy each other's company."

Julie blushed down to her roots, "And you do mean 'enjoying' each other's company?"

Dee explained to us how men and women hooked up in these clubs, without inhibitions or commitments, entirely open. Jennifer was gazing at Dee and Daniel like a deer caught in the headlights. Then out of the blue Dee asked,

"Would you like to see our profile on the website?"

My wife and I stared at each other and seeing my wife speechless, I decided to say something, "I don't know Dee, I don't think it would be appropriate."

Then Dee looked at us intensely,"Come on Doug, we're just looking at pictures. They are just electronic digits. Nobody ever got harmed by a few simple ones and zeros."

Still nervous about this suggestion I looked at my wife, who fidgeted, then smiled nervously,

"I guess looking would be okay, I mean it won't hurt anything."

I swallowed another glass of wine and joked that it would be just like like watching porn, only with people we know. I would never have thought that Daniel and Dee were so sexually liberated, this night was going in a direction that I had absolutely not imagined when I accepted their invitation.
If there were any way that I could have gracefully departed, I would have been out their door in an instant. But now my wife and I were trapped into visiting their swingers profile.

Daniel got his laptop out, Dee logged on to the website and there was their profile. After a few clicks an album appeared and she quickly picked one labeled 'Stallion Daniel.' At this point we were sitting on their large couch in the living room with Dee holding the laptop, Daniel on her right, my wife to her left and me on my wife's left. My wife and I were shocked when we saw a picture of Daniel sitting on the exact same chair sitting in the corner of the room, sporting an erection. It was massive and powerful looking, covered with heavy veins, circumcised. I swear the guy must have lifted weights with his cock, it was literally muscled, with a monsterous German helmet of a head. Jennifer and I met each other's eyes, and we gulped down some more wine. We continued with this tour of Daniel's huge cock and I must admit he appeared big, but it wasn't until one particular picture appeared that I realized just how well endowed he was.

His penis was on the same coffee table to the side of our couch, and he was fully erect with a measuring tape on the side reading nearly ten inches and in the adjacent picture it was wrapped around him to display a girth of over seven inches. This guy was a monster compared to me and I knew this, and so did my wife, because we measured my penis once for fun and my measurements weren't nearly as imposing. Indeed, my measurements were just under six inches in length and a precise five and one half inches in girth. I glanced over at my wife and her reaction to the photograph concerned me, her eyes were riveted on the laptop screen, and she was slightly flushed.

This was the photograph that began everything that happened that evening, and it haunts me to this day. I can never erase that awful photo, and my wife's response to it, from my mind.

That's when Dee started talking to my wife. I realized with a start that her left hand was gently resting on Jennifer's right thigh, "So, what do you think Jennifer? Is Daniel hung or not?"

My wife took a few seconds to respond as she looked at Daniel's penis filling the computer screen,

"It is really...impressive. I didn't know cocks could be so big."

Listening to my wife's fascination with Daniel's cock, with Dee's hand on her stocking-clad thigh, excited me. My heart was racing, my pulse was pounding and I was becoming semi-erect. I blamed the wine I had consumed, but I didn't even have time to fully absorb what was happening when Dee smoothly asked, perfectly naturally, as if this was a normal topic of conversation for a dinner party,

"How big are you, Doug?"

I really wanted to change the conversation but my wife blurted out my measurements. I couldn't even stare at anybody else's face, I was so humiliated. But Dee smiled,
"That's actually just a bit above average, perfectly respectable. That is nothing to be ashamed of, Daniel just happens to be hung like a stallion."

Then Dee dropped her bomb, "You really can't appreciate it, without seeing his cock in the flesh."

My wife was shocked at this bold suggestion and turned her head towards me, her eyes wide open in amazement. I just wanted to get my wife the hell out of here while she still had her clothes on.

I hesitated a moment too long, for Dee commanded her husband,
"Get your clothes off honey."

Daniel stood up, turned around, and undressed. He swiftly removed his entire wardrobe, except a black jockstrap. Daniel turned his head and winked at my wife before slipping it off. Dee called out,
"Behold!"

He slowly turned around to face Jennifer and she let an audible gasp escape from her,

"Oh...My...God...THAT is an amazing cock, Daniel." I was stunned and jealous hearing this come from my young innocent bride. But, to be honest, it was entirely understandable.

Daniel was a couple of inches over six foot tall, heavily muscled, wide shoulders, incredibly well built. His entire body was powerful, cut and ripped, and his huge, long cock hung down, swaying slightly. Dee was correct, seeing this monster for real was stunning. My mind staggered as I watched Dee rest her bright red fingernails on his shoulder, and with horror I saw my wife's eyes locked on the scene in front of us, absolutely enthralled.

Jennifer was so fascinated by this monster dick that she didn't even bother to protest, but instead leaned in closer to watch as Dee talked to her,
"Jennifer, there is nothing wrong with admiring a beautiful big cock. It is such a wonderful and magnificent sight. I hope we're not upsetting you?"

Jennifer turned towards me for guidance.
I know that both of us were blushing,"No, it is all right, I mean, it's just looking." I said with some hesitation.
I took a deep breath to calm my nerves. I told myself, Jennifer was just going to look and nothing else would happen. My beautiful slender redhead wife was going to leave with me tonight, and we would be so randy we would barely get into the door of our condo before we ripped each other's clothes off.

Dee said, "Daniel, why don't you give Jennifer a better look?"

Dee smoothly slid out of the way, and Daniel scooted up on my wife's right side, barely touching her leg. I didn't like where things were heading, but by this point I was afraid that I would have to physically drag my wife away. My worst fears were realized when I glanced over at my wife, who was staring with undisguised lust and fascination at the huge cock that was being so brazenly dangled in front of us.

My wife and I couldn't tear our eyes away as Dee leaned over her husband and rubbed Daniel's cock until it was partially erect and we both gasped at the sight of this monster.

Daniel asked, staring into Jennifer's eys, 
"You like?" as he swung his amazing cock in front of us, mere inches away from my wife's face. 

Even in this state his cock was easily seven inches. That's when my wife turned to me and whispered,
"It's so long and thick, Doug, I didn't think men's cocks could be this big...it's stunning."

Daniel must have overheard us because he suggested, "Well, trust but verify as they say. Let's measure our cocks."

Dee withdrew a measuring tape from the drawer of the coffee table, quite distinctive and the same one that was on their profile.

I really didn't want to go along with this game, and whispered that to Jennifer, but she eagerly pleaded with me, "Come on, honey, this will be fun." I never could deny her, and within seconds my wife dropped my pants to the floor, only to make the situation even more awkward because I was already hard.

"Well, well, well. Are we excited or what?" Dee asked as she and Daniel leaned forward to see my erection. I know I was beet red. I glimpsed over my wife's right shoulder, and watched the horse cock brush my wife, lingering just long enough that it appeared to be an accident. I was shocked to see my wife's reaction when this happened. She closed her eyes and bit her lips, as if electricity had just run through her body. I couldn't say or do anything because Dee didn't permit me to do so,

"Well, to be entirely fair, let me take the first measurement." I didn't have any chance to protest, because Dee wrapped both of her hands around me. Dee looked at Jennifer, "I have to make sure your husband is entirely hard to ensure an accurate measurement."

When Dee started to stroke me, I shut my eyes and really relished the sensations. It was obvious that this was a woman who knew her way around a cock. It didn't take me long to become rock hard, and Dee kept slightly stroking me as she did the deed with the tape. Dee called out my measurements, still just under six inches in length and a bit less around.

Dee released her hold on my cock, which was fortunate because it wouldn't have taken her much longer to have me shooting onto the floor and all over her fist.

I was still breathing heavily when Dee, almost snickering, instructed, "Jennifer, now it's your turn." Then she leaned forward and whispered into Jennifer's ear, over my wife's shoulder, "It's not cheating if your hubby is here, remember."

I'm pretty sure I wasn't supposed to hear that.

Jennifer never hesitated, she had a determined look on her face and was openly glowing. Daniel stepped forward as he brought his monster cock closer to my innocent wife's face. He commanded, "Now measure mine." Just as my wife was going to measure him Dee grabbed it and started stroking him in front of Jennifer. At this point his cock was inches from my wife's rivetted eyes. Dee teased, 
"You like what you see Jennifer? Most women are secretly curious about a big cock. And Daniel's cock is one in a million."

Dee was stroking him in front of my helpless wife's innocent face. 

I hated Daniel for his cockiness as he stood like a Greek God in front of my wife, with hands to his waist, as if he was just about to conquer a new territory. 
I guess he was at that.

Dee stroked his massive bulbous head, as he grew to his full stature. 

As I watched my wife I could tell she wanted to taste this monster badly. By the look in her eyes, her deep breathing and her opened mouth I knew she wanted to let all her inhibitions loose to taste this stranger's cock into her mouth.

Jennifer sighed, lightly, "Oh yes" and reached forward to touch what I knew to be only the second cock in her life, and this one was formidable. Her hands shook as she confirmed his profile measurements, nearly 10 inches long, 7 inches in girth. Daniel was a true stallion indeed. My wife gasped, "That's huge." She looked disappointed when she had to release her hold on Daniel's large erection.

Seeing that my wife was completely under the spell of the cock, Dee suggested, "Why don't we all get more comfortable so that we can continue this show?"

I was extremely excited at the possibility of Jennifer showing her firm slender body to this hot couple. At this point the fantasy of seeing her tight little pussy that gripped my cock so firmly, being stretched to its maximum in front of my very eyes, was making me rock hard. However, I swore to myself that this was only a sick dream caused by all the wine I had drunk, I absolutely was not going to permit another man's cock to plunder my wife's pussy. I imagined we would make out in front of the other couple, I would take my wife home and we would fuck like wild animals for the rest of the night.

I was still jealous, but was swept away and captured by the moment, and given the fact that my wife was so intrigued by this man's stallion cock, I just had to ask, "What do you think Jennifer?"

Coming out of her trance she spoke for the first time,
stammering,
"What? Huh? I don't know about this, Doug. I think we should go home now." She jumped up as if she was going to bolt for the door.

I quickly steered Jennifer to the other side of the room for some privacy. We talked about going ahead with this smoking hot, sexy scene. I assured her that I wouldn't let things go too far. Then I suggested that it would be really hot to watch Dee in just her lingerie stroking Daniel's cock some more in front of us. I saw my wife's interest rise in her eyes but she questioned, "I'm just not sure, Doug." I continued,

"What if we set some ground rules with them?" She briefly dropped her eyes to the ground as if she was considering it, then she lifted her face, looked me in the eyes and broke into a huge grin, "Let's do this, honey. Nothing will happen, we'll play for a while then I'm going to take you home and fuck you silly."

Daniel and Dee were watching us intensely with drinks in their hands. Jennifer and I quickly looked into each other's eyes, then we turned to them, my wife barely nodded her head, smiling the whole time. I stated, "The only touching is between us." Daniel and Dee instantly agreed, "Of course, touching stays within the couples."

Daniel lit a number of large candles, activated the gas fireplace, and turned off the rest of the lights in the house. The ensuing ambience was most erotic, the room filled with flickering orange and red muted lighting and dancing shadows. I looked at Daniel and noticed his cock had gone entirely soft, probably from the long wait while Jennifer and I talked.

Dee stood up, posed for us with her hand on her hip like a sultry model, and informed us "I'm going to get this party started." She sensuously reached her hands to the back of her head, releasing her hair. When she tossed it loose, her long, blonde tresses reached to the top of her breasts, curling slightly and erotically. She wiggled in a most enticing manner, and slowly stripped in front of us without the least hesitation. Dressed in business clothes, Dee was your typical housewife with small breasts and mature hips, her blonde hair tucked neatly away in a tight professional bun. There were dozens of women just like her in our business alone, the town was filled with professional Dees.

But the instant her clothes were tossed aside, Dee was transformed into a sexual goddess. Stripped, Dee's small breasts were revealed to remain perfectly firm if somewhat small. Still, as they say, 'more than a mouthful is a waste' and as if to prove the saying true, her small breasts sported long, thick, prominent nipples pierced with delicate gold and diamond jewelry. Dee had a world class ass and beautifully formed, well-muscled long legs displayed in sheer seamed stockings. It was obvious she spent a lot of time in the gym. Completing the package, she turned around to display a colorful tramp stamp in an intriguing pattern adorning her ass. Wrapped in a lace waist cincher that possibly concealed a few minor stretch marks, Dee was the picture of a scorching hot MILF.

I took a deep breath and quickly undressed, avoiding eye contact in embarassment. My wife stood silently, a bit awkwardly because she was now the only person still clothed in the room. Seeing her hesitation, I hugged her with my cock now fully erect. Looking down at me, she reached down and lightly touched my erection, and what she said next really got me going,

"You're totally into this, aren't you, Doug?"

I looked at her passionately and kissed her deeply with a lot of tongue, "This is so erotic, let me help you." I slowly began to remove her clothing while she stood stiff and nervously, not stopping me but not helping me either.

As I unbuttoned her silk blouse she told me, quietly enough that only I could hear, "I'll go ahead with this if you want to, baby, this is so hot and kinky. Not that I want Daniel to put that thing inside me, because that's just for you tonight." She said with a very serious look in her face. Then she winked at me as I slipped the blouse off her shoulders, "But I really want Dee to get Daniel rock hard and bring him off while I watch. I really want to see that giant cock come for me."

To which I responded teasingly, as I unbuttoned and lowered the zipper on her skirt, "I won't let him fuck you, honey, but I wouldn't mind his cock touching your body, I know you want to feel that monster against your skin again."

Her skirt slipped around her feet and she stepped out of it, joining her blouse in a rapidly growing pile of discarded clothing on the floor.

She whispered to me, standing in her stockings, and emerald lace G-string and bra, "It felt so powerful and hard when I touched it. I want to feel it some more."

I had expected some resistance from her, but my wife's response entirely took me by surprise. I gasped, "Are you sure, Jennifer?" As I reached around her beautiful body to unfasten her bra, she responded, "Let's see where this goes, I want to stroke that cock, but I won't let him fuck me, we're not going there, I'm going to fuck your brains out later tonight. I just want to watch Dee make him come for me."