"Are you SERIOUS?" Kate asked, incredulous.
"Very," I answered, my cock tingling, heart pounding.
"You really want to watch while another man fucks me? Or MEN???" she continued.
"It would just be sport fucking, Kate. Nothing more. Just something incredibly exciting for us to do together."
"And then what? You would want to fuck some other slut? Is that it?" she continued.
"Why would anyone married to you EVER want to fuck another woman, my love? You are the kind of woman I've dreamed of living with for my entire life, and now that I have you, do you really think I'd want sex with any other woman?" I asked, meaning it.
I stared at her for a moment, taking in her beautiful, snappy brown eyes, incredible tits... 36C, perky, firm, upright... and then let my gaze sweep over the rest of her petite frame. At 5'2" tall and 125 pounds, with the most perfect legs I've ever seen, my wife is a walking centerfold, and it was exactly because of this that I wanted to see her with other men. I love pornography... masturbate to it every chance I get... and to see my very own wife being fucked by another man, or sucking him, or watching as he comes on her face, as I do each time we have sex... well... that would be an enormous thrill for me. And one more thing... I've been known to enjoy the sexual pleasure that can only be derived from sex with another man. Mutual masturbation, oral sex... facials. I've often said that had I been born a woman I would have become one of the biggest sluts in history, and it is precisely because I've enjoyed the kind of nasty, deviate sex one can experience by sucking another man's balls while he comes on my face that I also wanted to bring another man into our bed with us.
"I don't understand you?" Kate said. "I thought what we'd fantasized about when we're fucking was just that... fantasies. Now you tell me you want to turn them into reality?"
"Yes. I do. And why not? The kids are all out of the house, living on their own. We both love nasty sex... and porno... what's stopping us, darling? What's preventing us from merely taking that next step... what's preventing us from sharing our bed... and bodies... with another man?" I asked, reaching down to fondle myself now.
We were in the bedroom. Kate had just come home from work, and had removed her blouse and skirt. Standing in front of me attired in only a pair of her sexy Victoria's Secret panties, with those magnificent naked tits on display for me, firm belly accentuating them, tight ass begging to be licked and kissed... I wanted her, and I wanted other men to have her as well, to envy me for what I get to fuck whenever I want her.
"You've had threesomes before, Kate. You told me how much you loved them. Why not with me? Why not do it again?" I asked.
"You're really serious," she said, staring at me intently.
"Yes," I said quietly. "Why not?" I added, moving into her arms, hugging her, feeling her breasts pressing into my chest.
"I don't know about this...." she said, wavering. "I suppose it could be fun, under the right conditions. If you're sure you could handle it."
"Does this look like I could handle it?" I asked, placing her hand on my hardening cock.
"Hmm... meaty cock... just the way I love it," she said, her brown eyes shining with growing excitement.
"Sit down, darling," I said, leading her to the edge of the bed. Dropping to my knees I tugged on her panties. "Lift up," I said.
"I'm dirty. I've been sweating all day," she said, but did as I asked.
I edged her panties down over her knees, then off. As I spread her legs her incredibly erotic essence filled my nostrils, and I leaned between her thighs, inhaling deeply. "God I love your scent," I breathed.
"You're sick," she grinned, lying back onto the bed, feeling my breath on her thighs.
"Yes. As are you, my slut wife. And soon another man will be doing this to you," I said, leaning into her, my tongue sliding through her wet pussy, tasting her salty sweet-sour flavor. I buried my face in her there then, wallowing in cunt, tongue fucking her as her moans began.
"Oh fuck that feels good," she moaned.
She was very wet, and when I slid two fingers into her cunt I removed my mouth from her for a moment and said, "He's fucking you now, baby. Another man has his cock into you. Tell him. Tell him to fuck you," I coaxed.
"Fuck me. FUCK ME!" she groaned.
"There are more of them waiting to fuck you, too, my slut. More cocks. Do you want them?"
"Yes! God yes. More... more cocks... I want more cocks," she gasped, pumping her wet cunt against my fingers, my mouth on her clit, licking, sucking.
I was hard then, and moved up to her pussy, sliding into her with no resistance. "Taste yourself," I said, wiping my fingers across her lips. "Suck it... suck your cunt juice," I commanded, knowing this was something she didn't enjoy... unless she was hot, and she was hot now... very hot.
Opening her mouth she took my slick fingers inside, her tongue licking her juice from them, tasting herself. "God you're a slut," I groaned, fucking her slowly. "Letting all those other men fuck you. You love it, don't you, slut? You love cock."
"YESSS!" she hissed. "God yes! I love fucking... anyone... more cock. I want more cock. Anybody. Bring them to me. Make them fuck your slut wife," she moaned, close to coming now.
"I'm going to come," I said. "Where do you want it?" I asked, knowing the answer.
"On my face!!! Give it to me. Drench me!" she gasped.
Quickly I crawled up to her face, straddling her neck. Immediately she began to lick my balls as I masturbated. "Yeah, slut. Lick my balls. Suck them. Lower. GO LOWER!" I shouted, moving forward, feeling her tongue washing over that sensitive spot just behind my balls, between them and my asshole. God it felt good, but I wanted more.
"Do you want my cum?" I gurgled, my fingers sliding up and down my cock.
"Yethhh!" she mumbled.
"Earn it," I said, sliding further over her face, feeling her tongue between my ass cheeks... feeling it sliding over my asshole, then probing me there. Heaven. Paradise. The best.
"Oh FUCK here it comes," I screamed, quickly sliding back over her face so I could coat it with my sperm. I erupted then, shooting gob after gob of hot cum all over her beautiful face. A huge spurt landed across her nose and cheek, then another coated her lips. She stuck out her tongue then, moaning, giving me a clear target for the next blast which landed where she wanted it... inside her mouth. She chewed the cum then, before swallowing it, then moaned, turning her head back and forth under my cock as I rested it on her face, spewing cum on both cheeks, pushing it all over her.
Finally I stopped coming. Her face was a mess. Cum everywhere, running down her cheeks... messy... sloppy... slutty. Just the way I loved her, and just the way she loved to be as well. God how I love my slut wife.
"When they fuck you there will be more cum, baby," I said softly.
"Hmmm... lucky me," she sighed, wiping some of the cum from her cheeks into her mouth, smacking her lips as she ate it.
She had not come yet, so I moved her further up on the bed, then lay between her legs, fingering and eating her until her orgasm finally rocked her body. She lay there, exhausted, as I went into the bathroom to get a hot washcloth to clean her.
Returning to her, I washed her face for her, kissed her, then lay on the bed, exhausted myself. Kate got up and went to the bathroom. Listening to her peeing I lay there thinking how much I love this slut wife of mine... how she understands my perverse desire to see her fucked by other men.
Later, after rising from a nap, I told her I was serious about sharing her. We discussed it, and when she realized I was sincere, she told me she would do it. That night I began my quest to find another man for us, posting my wife's photos on several web sites, and even before I'd signed off to go to bed responses began coming in.
We decided to begin our foray into group sex by selecting a stranger, not anyone we knew. My posts had indicated we were seeking a bisexual man for a threesome, and it was surprisingly easy to find any number of eager participants willing to join us. Since it really didn't matter much to me who we selected, I asked Kate to make the final decision. The man she chose was much younger than we were. Both Kate and I are in our late-50's, although both of us are in great shape. She still wears a size 6 dress, and her full, 36C tits sit proudly on her petite, 120 pound body. I'm taller at 6'1" and carry a little more weight, at 208, than I should, but I'm still in pretty good shape so I was sure our new sexual partner wouldn't be disappointed.