I can't believe that I'm writing this story. I suppose that I'm actually documenting it to continue the excitement that it has brought me over the past couple of years. I thought that it would never happen, especially not the way that it finally happened anyway.
My wife and I have been married for about 12 years. Over these years the sex has been both hot and not so hot. We have tried a good many variations that seemed to bring the spark back into our sex life. Erotic stories of average peoples' sexual adventures seemed to spark us both in a dramatic way. At first it was only me who enjoyed the stories. My wife could take them or leave them so to speak, but over time, this erotica became the staple of our sexual adventures.
I noticed that over the years that the stories that seemed to excite me the most were those of husbands allowing their wives to have sex with other men. In most cases the more taboo the better. I don't know why, but this theme excites me extremely. The thought of my timid wife being serviced by 2 or more men with very large cocks sends me over the edge rather quickly. Over the years, I purchased more and more of this type of erotica and my wife seemed to "warm up" to it. We began to talk about it during our sex sessions. I would tell her what I was thinking while I was fucking her and she would play the part to continue the excitement.
Many times in the heat of our passion I would ask her if she would really enjoy actually doing what we talked and read about regularly. Her response was always the same; "Not really, it's exciting but I'm just happy with you and keeping it a fantasy". In most cases, after our sex was over, I too felt the same way.
After one particularly âhotâ session, I decided that we should make it happen. I realized that living out this fantasy would take us over a threshold from where we could not return. It was a gamble, but one the I was willing to take.
After much thought, I finally agreed that it would have to happen out of town with a totally anonymous stranger. That way, discretion would be assured. The event was to take place on an evening close to my wifeâs birthday. This way we would have a reason to be going out of town for a celebration, and none of our family, friends or my wife would have any notion what I was up to.
I had planned a special evening at one of our favorite restaurants. Nothing too fancy, just good food, drinks and a relaxing atmosphere. Our dinner was delicious and went very well. My wife, who is only a very light social drinker had several glasses of wine, which is more than enough for her to really relax. Some of our best sessions in the past were after she had had just a little wine to take off the âedgeâ.
After dinner, I escorted my "tipsy" wife to our room for what was about to become quite a memorable evening. The anticipation had been building all evening. She knew we were going to have sex that night and so did I. It's just that we both had different ideas of what was going to happen. You see several weeks before, I had taken a major step and contacted an escort service in order to live out our fantasy. I had no clue about how to contact a service or what to ask for. I was mostly concerned about the legal issues involved. But with a little patience, I was able to find out exactly what I was looking for.
I basically called places that "looked" to be the most legitimate either by their ad or how professional they seemed over the phone. After I was comfortable with a particular agency, I told them exactly what I wanted. I told them that I wanted to act out a fantasy for myself and my wife. I wanted two attractive men, either black or white. Both had to be well endowed, mostly thick over length. Both had to be very clean, disease and drug free. In fact, because I wanted to be so safe and sure of this night, that I made special arrangements to meet these men before the event so that I could approve. This would make it safe and not so much of a surprise. The deal is that I would meet both of these men in a restaurant for drinks and if I didn't approve, I would pay them fifty dollars for their time and that would be it.
The night came for me to meet the escorts. I had agreed to meet them at a lounge that I was familiar with but was still secluded. When I went into the bar, there were several tables along the back wall that were available. I picked one that was in plane view of the main entrance. After only several minutes, a tall attractive man stepped in the door and looked around. After ten or fifteen seconds another black man not quite so tall walked in and stood next to the other. They scanned the bar and made eye contact with me. The immediately headed my way. I thought to myself, wow!, this is really happening! All of a sudden, reality slapped me in the face! The first man asked if I was Mr. Smith and I said yes. He motioned for his buddy and they both sat down.
After some small talk and some drinks, I was only getting more nervous. They both seemed to sense it and told me to relax. After that, I simply blurted out that I wanted to live out a fantasy of ours. I told them that I wanted to have by wife serviced, in my presence by two or more very well endowed men. They both nodded in a manner that let me know that they understood exactly what I wanted. I told them that one of the main reasons for meeting them was to confirm their size. They said that the only way that we could do it was to go to the men's room for a look. The black man suggested that they go in and stand at the urinal's, and when the coast was clear, they would simply "flash" me! This seemed so ridiculous, but was so necessary in order for the fantasy to be effective.
Both of the men left to the men's room. I gave them a minute or two before I went in. Another man was just leaving as I walked in and no one else was in the room. I walked up to the middle urinal with Paul on my left and Charles on my right. I looked down at Paul and was quite amazed. His cock was only semi erect. It was hard enough that it was only starting to point up. It hung long and thick. It was about nine inches long and incredibly thick! What was most amazing was that the head was fifty percent bigger than the shaft. It had a true "knob" on the end. I sort of half chuckled and said; "yepâŠthat will do!". I immediately looked to my right and saw Charles. He pulled out his ebony cock for me to see and to my amazement it was slightly larger! Still about the same length but a little thicker. It was very veiny and had a very rugged look. He also pulled out his balls and rested them in his hand. Quite an impressive sack to say the least. I gave my ok and we headed back to the table to set up the plan.
We spent an hour getting aquatinted and going over the âplan.â I have to say that these two were very professional. They really paid attention to what I wanted and even made suggestions to make it even better. They assured me that what I was asking for was not at all out of the ordinary, and was actually very common. I was getting very excited just planning it out. It was obvious that we were going to get our moneyâs worth!
As I unlocked the hotel room door, my wife giggled and said that she felt really good and not at all tired. That was her âcodeâ for feeling really horny. She quickly went to the bathroom to get ready for bed. When she returned to the bedroom, I had already turned down the lights and slipped into bed. My wife soon returned wearing a very slippery night gown that accentuated all of her features. I really love that slippery feeling when sheâs naked under that silk gown. She stopped by her overnight bag to get an erotic book that she had purchased. What a surprise! You see, my wife would never ever make that type of purchase. It has always been something that I would do for us. She was too timid and afraid of what people might think. After a few questions, I discovered that she had purchased it on-line and was able to shop at her leisure. She had stumbled on a book that she liked and bought it.