Letters to the Editor

The man behind the desk opened the folder then sat back reflecting over the last few years. It had been an interesting way to earn a living. Now he was leaving for pastures new and was having a clear out. Before him was one of the many folders from a filing cabinet kept locked and with restricted access. It was a cabinet that had many nicknames, "Too hot to handle", "Sex-Files", "The Unbelievable", to name just a few. They contained the letters from readers that were so explicit they could not be published.

As he settled back in his chair the door opened and in walked his boss with a young man – it was the new editor.

"You'd better know about these," said the departing man then he and the boss explained to the newcomer the history of the letters.

"So if these where sent by your readers but couldn't be published?" asked the new man, "Why have they been kept – and why didn't you publish them?"

"Well," began the editor, "We weren't that type of magazine and some of them are a little too way out for even some of the top shelf stuff. But we hinted about them in articles and mentioned that we had say, a letter from a man who liked to watch his wife with other men. Other readers would then respond and suddenly we'd get more from couples saying the liked the same. It kept an interest going without us actually giving the explicit details."

"Anyway," added his boss smiling, "Most are too bloody long - they would have taken up too much space."

"To answer the other part of your question," continued the editor, "We were always amazed how some people accept these stories as true while others don't believe a word of them. It seems that some people never do anything more exciting than have sex with the light on and think others are merely fantasising."

"What – in spite of what we read in the papers?" asked the young future editor.

"Exactly! Just as you think one particular story is a bit over the top and exaggerated then we read about say a court case where people have done all sorts of kinky and weird things. In other words the police or lawyers have checked things out and witnesses have given evidence – so yes, it's true – people do get up these unbelievable things. I've just read about a murder – but in evidence it seems that the lifestyle of the people involved centred on wives having sex with strangers while their husbands watched. Others have been about really kinky practices and habits. On the other hand to some people, their wife showing a bra strap in company would be considered naughty. Tell you what – we'll leave you here to read a few letters while I buy my departing friend a drink – help you get settled in and see what you're inheriting."

The older men left and the new editor settled into his seat of power, unfolding the first letter he happened to pick up he began to read.

Dear Sir,

A few years ago when we were having alterations done to our home my wife told me of a couple of incidents that had occurred with her and the workmen. One workman in particular had begun to interest my wife. I had got her to admit this after questioning her one night during sex. We had never indulged in swinging or having other partners but she didn't mind admitting that sometimes other men turned her on – so she would occasionally flirt with them. The more I thought about her being alone all day with them and therefore having the opportunity to misbehave turned me on immensely. Every night when home from work I just couldn't stop fucking her!

Inevitably I had to ask the question – would she let anything happen if they made a pass at her? She answered by asking me how I'd react if she did. I didn't reply vocally but she watched as my cock grew stiff and I became excited and grabbed hold of her and once again began to fuck her.

"As long as you didn't keep it a secret and told me everything I wouldn't mind," I whispered to her.

She told me that she already had been a bit naughty. "Tell me while I fuck you," I said thrusting into her.

One morning while they were teasing and flirting with her she tried to squeeze past one of them as they went through a doorway. She said she felt his cock against her bum so she wriggled her hips slightly as she passed him. Judging by the bulge he had she decided that it had left him feeling horny for the rest of the morning. The little incident didn't go unnoticed by his chums. She made an excuse to stay in the room that they were working in as much as she could.

The atmosphere became sexually charged until when she moved out of the room to go and make coffee the same man followed her out and within sight of the others came behind her and turned her round to kiss her. He said, "Is this what you have been asking for?" and she felt his hand on her tits. She could tell he was very nervous as he pushed her back gently against the wall and started to kiss and fondle her. His friends just stood silently watching. She said that's all that happened because everyone became too self conscious to let it go further. I didn't believe her.

Cutting a long story short, over the next few days I got her to repeat the story for me as a turn on – retelling it seemed to turn her on too. I wanted her to do more. Then I asked her if she wanted to let things get a little bit naughtier and why didn't she encourage something else to happen. "If we are both getting pleasure from it then, well, why not?" I reasoned with her.

"I suppose I would have to give them a sign that I'm willing," she said thoughtfully. "Like maybe wearing something sexy or showing my self off to them a bit."

That hit me like a thunderbolt – the fact she said "them" not just "him" or "one of them".

"Wear something sexy and show yourself off to "them"?" I asked her.

"I thought that's what you meant – be sexy for them," she said.

"I wanted you to get one of them to make a pass at you so you could tell me another sexy story. What if they all want to play with you?" Now I was getting very excited. "Would you be prepared to let all three men take turns fondling you? Would you uncover your body for them all?"

"Not if you don't want me to," she said rather feebly. That meant that she did! It was up to me – the ball was in my court - fucking her harder I blurted out, "Yes!"

Not sure how to react, the following morning I kept quiet. Then when I came home from work I asked if anything had happened. She said not, but, she had something to show me. After making me wait a while she entered the room wearing a very sexy outfit indeed - Basque in black and red, black stockings with belt and a completely transparent silk robe.

"I'm not sure which will turn them on most – should I wear the robe and let them see what is underneath or should I be a real slut and wear a very short tight mini skirt with an unfastened blouse?"

Another thunderbolt hit my brain! She was obviously going to do more than just let them feel her tits!

Lots of questions went though my mind – some I was too frightened to ask.

"You aren't wearing any panties?" I asked as simply and calmly as I could.

She just looked blankly at me. "Do you think I should?" She asked as though we were discussing handbags. I answered in thought only – "Not if you think it pointless, as you are going to show your naked cunt to three men and then let them take turns fucking you."

For the next question I pretended to be rather naïve.

"If you cover your sexy underwear up with skirt and blouse they won't be able to see it."

I felt stupid just saying it but amazingly she took the trouble to explain. Her comment set off yet another shocking mental thunderbolt.

"I know but I thought that I could tease them over a long time by leaving most of the buttons undone and finding excuses to bend over. If I'm not wearing a bra they will be able to see most of my breasts. I've bent over in front of the mirror and my little tight skirt rides all the way up over my bum. Or I can also sit and let them look up my skirt."

The picture in my head was now making my heart pound. "And if you wear the skirt you'll still leave your knickers off for them? When you bend over you'll give them the full view?"

She nodded, running her hands over her body as though in deep thought. "It should make them really rampant and horny – by the time they make a pass at me – should make it really obvious to them."

How many wives do you know that stand in front of their husbands with no knickers on and tell you this is how she is going to be dressed when you are at work – while three men are in the house? And she is going to get them very horny so they will want to fuck her. I had asked her if she would like to get one to fondle and kiss her because it turned me on when she told me she had already allowed it. Now here she was telling me how she was hoping to get all three to ravish her. Maybe, I told myself she was just going to indulge in some extreme teasing- maybe this was her fantasy designed to turn us both on – just a dream. I found it difficult to find the correct words to ask. She came over to me and putting her arms round me nibbled and kissed my neck. Her breathing told me she was very aroused.

"They could get impatient you know?" I commented hoping to get more out of her on how far she was prepared to go.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Well," I said, hoping to shock her. "Instead of waiting for their turn and just watching maybe the other two will want to join in right away."

Her breathing became heavier and her hips gyrated against me. The thought had really got her going.

"Please fuck me!" she quietly but urgently begged.

After a few minutes of clumsily tearing my clothes off I held my wife against the back of a sofa with my cock pumping inside of her. The sight of her in those clothes was amazing. Would she really let three other men take her like this? I decided to press her a little more.

"Yes, you know, while one is inside you the others might want you to play with them at the same time instead of waiting." She moaned and moved faster against me. "You might be asked to masturbate one of them while the other one is fucking you." I whispered it slowly in her ear – she moaned again and uttered a low "Yes".

"And if the third one wants to join in – what then?" I was about to suggest a cock in each hand then she hit me with the next thunderbolt! She grabbed me tightly and went almost berserk, pounding against my body – when she spoke she sounded like a deranged woman.

"Suck it – use my mouth. Fucking and sucking their lovely cocks."

"Is that what you really want?" I asked frantically.

"Yes – oh yes!" she hissed.

Then, "Have you already seen their cocks?"

"No – just one! The one that kissed me – gets me to wank him – while he plays with my tits. I let him kiss me and I play with his dick. We've been doing it almost since they started working here. Not the others though."

She was still like a madwoman, speaking in monosyllables. Deciding to take advantage I pressed for more.

"Have they watched you and their mate, messing about?"

"Only a couple of times – only recently – they watched. I wanted it – they were shy – nothing else happened. Just once I let one of the others kiss me. Having more than one man mess with me at the same time made me want more. That's why I told you about them. I was glad it turned you on too."

"Sure you haven't done more – you might as well tell me everything? Have they already fucked you?"

Now while this conversation was in full flow there we were fucking away like rabbits. I had never seen my wife so turned on and energetic during sex.

"No – but I let them watch me do something else. As a dare – just once - they followed us into the bedroom where I was masturbating their friend. They asked me to give them a special treat – take my top off and show them my tits – and l let them watch me – as I sucked their friend's cock – until it came – in my mouth!"

With that she screamed and moaned and as she reached her climax – so did I!

Nothing else was said that night. Personally I was too shocked and wondered whether or not to believe her. I thought it best to wait until the cold light of day before asking any more questions. I was convinced that something was going on with the workmen (or more likely just one workman!) but I couldn't believe her story. The whole thing had to be mainly a fantasy and she would tell me in the morning. I didn't sleep very well that night – if she was serious about her plan – was I, as her husband, actually going to allow it to happen? But I was the one that had suggested it!

Well, without dwelling on detail the next morning at breakfast she had already showered but had on her thick, heavy regular dressing gown – nothing sexy about that. I didn't mention the "fantasy" thinking it had passed over – best to keep quiet. Just as I was about to rush off to work she kissed me on the cheek as usual then to my shock she opened her gown to reveal the Basque and sexy outfit – stockings, and still no panties! She had meant what she said.

"I still haven't decided whether to wear a skirt or not," she said in a matter of fact voice.

What do you do when your wife lets you know that she has put on sexy underwear because she's hoping to have sex with three men – just as you are rushing out to work? She had told me of her plan – how she was going to make it happen! It was unbelievable. What did I do? Walked out silently and drove to work in a state of shock. I don't remember how the day went – I was on auto-pilot – on another planet.

Now comes the interesting bit – the nitty-gritty of what happened. Got home, dinner ready, house tidy, wife dressed normally – nothing was untoward. Perhaps it had all been a wind-up, a practical joke. Then, later in the evening, I asked the leading question, "What sort of day have you had?"

She sat across from me and began to talk. I had said that what she did would be OK if she told me all about it – and she had taken me at my word. That was exactly what she was going to do!

"Thought you'd never ask," she said. "After you had gone I went and prepared myself before they came. When the doorbell rang I still hadn't decided what to wear so I just slipped on the see-through gown. My bust was pushed together over the top of the tight Basque and my nipples were very erect. It could all be seen through the silky gown. Something else too, I had shaved my pubes. To make it even sexier I had left it unbuttoned from the waist down so that when I walked it came open. They told me later that they assumed I hadn't realised how revealing it was. Even though I had already shown them my tits and sucked off one of them they were still a bit wary about making a move. They wondered if it was a trap and I was just a prick-teaser. They thought that it was maybe for the benefit of the one that I had been taking into the bedroom. While they were going about their business and starting work I paraded myself in front of them and stood against the light to improve the view.

The one whose cock I played with tried to get me alone but I wouldn't let him – this time I wanted all three – but not to take into the bedroom one at a time. I wanted them all to be in the same room. Like you said might happen – they would all join in."

Now my cock was busting to get out of my pants as I listened to her tale. She too had a funny look in her eye and she began to stroke her inner thigh. She was getting turned on as she told me the story.

"I wanted it to be them that made the first move – to me that would make it more exciting – I didn't want to say "Here I am come and fuck me!" After an hour of drifting about in front of them and trying to chat it seemed like they would never get round to making a move. It was obvious from looking at the front of their trousers that they were aroused but not enough to make them want to grab me. I was feeling very, very horny and starting to get restless. I told them that it was about time I got dressed and then I would make them a coffee. They looked disappointed but still not enough to make a move. One of them quietly commented that I looked nice the way I was. When I came back into the room I had their full attention. Now that they had stopped work to drink their coffee they had nothing else to focus their gaze on - I had a captive audience.

Most of my tits were still on show because I had left a lot of buttons undone. For some reason this seemed to be getting them more excited than when I was dressed in my nightgown. Now it was evident that we all felt very turned on. Then I pretended to drop something and bent to pick it up. I still had no knickers on and stayed bent just long enough to let them see. The atmosphere was electric and the heavy breathing must have been audible from the street! I stood and turned to look them straight in the eye. The one I was most friendly with moved slowly toward me and kissed my neck. He asked if I wanted to go into the bedroom. When I said no he looked confused. While he spent a few minutes playing with my tits and kissing me I watched the others getting more and more excited.

Suddenly I said I would have to tidy the house and moved away from him. Once again I bent over – but this time I took my time and stood with my legs wide."

My cock was beginning to feel painful as it pushed against my clothing and I was beside myself with excitement as I pictured my wife submitting her bare posterior to these three men. Momentarily her eyes closed and her skirt lifted as she slipped her fingers inside her pants then she began to stroke her clitoris. Now I felt able to take my cock from my pants and gently masturbate, being careful not to get too excited. Really I should have been furious and throwing the furniture about!

"By now I was willing to do anything I was so aroused. After spending a few minutes moving round the room bending forward I said, "It's very naughty of you watching me tidy the house when you should be working." Then I said, "I think my stocking needs adjusting." Their mouths opened wide in anticipation as I stood facing them and pulled up my skirt to reach my stocking top. I left barely an inch of material covering my crotch then as the atmosphere became really tense I pulled my skirt just that little bit higher – just enough to show them my shaved naked pussy. Very deliberately I held the posture with my hands on my stocking top and looked at each man in turn making it clear I was willing to have them all.

I kept the skirt held up when I turned away from them and asked if my stockings seemed straight. One of them now got brave enough to move toward me. As he hesitated, resting his hand on the back of my thigh I turned my head to smile at him to let him know it was OK then I bent over the arm of a chair and rested my forearms on the cushion. I felt fingers between my legs and opened up for him. It wasn't long before the others gathered round and as they got more daring and turned on – plus they realised that I wasn't going to stop them – they opened my blouse and played with my tits."

My wife went on to describe how they had fucked her. When the first one entered her from behind and the others pulled on their cocks while they watched, she encouraged them to play with her tits and she opened her mouth to suck them off. Her fantasy came true with all three using their dicks on her at the same time. She said that when they were all "spent" she got cleaned up but just left the skirt on and walked around with her tits hanging out of the Basque. Throughout the day when any of them felt the urge she would let them fuck her or suck them off. More than once that day she had two cocks at the same time – one in her mouth the other up her cunt.

When she came toward the end of her story I was masturbating like mad. As she slipped her knickers off and opened her legs wide for me she said, "What do you think of that, husband? Your wife being fucked and sucking the cocks of three men whilst you work? I'll be doing it again tomorrow, shame they are nearly finished with the job."