True Story:
I've been trying for some time to get my wife Cindy to pick up another guy and let me watch. (My fantasy, not hers.) She always insisted she wasn't interested but she also had amazing orgasms when we talked about it during sex, so her words were saying one thing but her body was saying something else entirely.
The fantasy started for me two years earlier when Cindy first started telling me about her previous sexual partners. The first story she shared was about a guy I happen to know. He's known to have a large penis. Cindy said they really tried, but because of his large size and inexperience they weren't able to fit it in her pussy. They tried for about an hour and then gave up and she gave him an amazing blow job. The biggest surprise in this story for me was this, I turned rock hard instantly. I wasn't expecting that. The sex that night was the best it had been in years.
She had a lot of partners before we were married and it became a ritual on special occasions for her to tell me a story about a big or little cock she had encountered along the way. These stories made both of us so horny we'd fuck like animals. I watched and waited for an opportunity to make my fantasy come true. A fantasy to watch my wife getting fucked by another man.
Cindy and I planned to go out to a bar across the state line on Friday night. But early in the week I really wasn't feeling well and it just got worse. I told her it didn't look like I could make it Friday night.
Cindy was disappointed and asked me if I would be open to letting her go alone. Her friend Jennifer who lived in the same town was planning to meet her at the bar, and with Jennifer there she'd have someone to party with and keep her safe.
I know that my wife, in a bar, unescorted, was no doubt going to get hit on. In my fantasy I would prefer to be there while she's meeting other men, but this might work better for both of us. I was certain it would make her more comfortable, so I quickly agreed she should go along and meet Jennifer there.
Whenever we visited that city, which is two hours away, we always reserve a hotel room at the Marriott to avoid any temptation to drink and drive back home. I had already made the reservation before I got ill, and now thinking about the hotel room I had an idea and decided to share it with my wife.
"You should hook up with a guy at the bar and take him back to your hotel room. I know it's weird... sorry... but it would really turn me on. I'm also certain it would be good for you too. When you get in the hotel room you could dial me on the phone without him knowing and let me listen. Would you at least think about it? Please?"
She listened to me, and then laughing responded, "You're such a naughty boy!"
"So, you'll think about it, and maybe even do it?"
She smirked and said she'd think about it, adding, "No one is going to want me silly! I'm fifty-two years old!"
I spent the next 48 hours obsessing about Friday night, and it finally came. Cindy left in her car to drive the two hours to the hotel where she would shower, get dressed, and go to the bar next door. She planned to send me some pictures of what she was wearing so I could see her sexy outfit.
I tried watching TV that afternoon and into the evening, but I drifted in and out of sleep in my recliner. My imagination was running wild.
About 7:30 my phone buzzed and it was her. She texted me three pictures of her outfit and when I looked at them, I was suddenly concerned. This was starting to get real. The new blouse showed a LOT of cleavage and side boob. Combined with her beautiful smile, I was convinced she was going to get a lot of attention. I really wished I could be there to watch and maybe even intercede if I started to freak out.
Just so you know, my wife Cindy is in her 50's but easily looks 40. She's 5'4", has short dark brown hair, a beautiful face, and a smile that lights up a room. She has big breasts that hang with just a slight, natural sway. Each breast has a nice round brown areola, and her nipples always stood as little round humps, but when sexually aroused, they stand up hard. She has a sexy ass but those boobs are by far her best feature.
One of the photos she sent me was after she had showered, dried herself, applied her makeup, done her hair, and put on a see-through black bra and matching black G-string that did little to hide her cleanly shaved pussy.
The next two pictures were after she had completed dressing. She had on the new sleeveless white blouse. Normally she would wear a garment underneath or a sweater over the top of a blouse like that one, but tonight she wore it without anything else. Having two flimsy fabrics over her ample breasts would hide very little, even in a dark bar, but given the extra light in the hotel bathroom they were quite visible through her blouse and bra. She had pulled on a short, shiny, black skirt that modestly reached to her knee.
She completed her outfit with a sexy pair of heels and her pearls which hung low on her chest and brought everyone's eyes to that beautiful cleavage.
My wife looked stunning! Her look was classy, yet sexy enough to say, "I'm really horny" without her having to speak it out loud. I could tell from the pictures she was ready to get serious tonight. It was going to be a very interesting night for both of us. I tried to call her but she didn't pick up. I guess that serves me right, but it made my stomach do a flipflop.
I dozed off the rest of the night and about half past midnight my phone rang! It was Cindy calling. I answered quietly and listened intently trying to determine what was happening on the other end of the line.
I heard the motel room door close and I didn't hear her say hello to me so I assumed she wasn't alone. I heard my wife put her phone down with a clunk and then there was silence.
Listening intently, I began to hear some rustling as if she was with a man and was making out with him, which was confirmed a moment later when I heard them kissing and I could hear my wife softly purring with pleasure.
Then I heard Cindy speak, her voice was soft and she was obviously drunk.
"Ummmm, that's so good." I heard her purr.
Then for the first time I heard his voice. A deep strong voice, but he sounded kind as he mentioned, "I loved dancing with you at the club."
My cock leaped. I truthfully don't understand why this turns me on so much, but it does. This man unknowingly started my night off perfectly.
There were more sounds of wet kisses and making out for another minute, then my wife spoke again, "You've been turning me on all night long."
My wife's voice slurred and it made it difficult to hear exactly what she was saying. My cock was now hard as steel inside my pants. My mind was in a state of confusion. Part of me was so jealous I wanted to go off mute and yell something. But another part of me wanted this to go further, and yet another part of me wanted it to go much further.
Then I heard belt buckles and jewelry coming off and my wife said, "You have such a nice body! I really love your hairy chest! My husband doesn't have chest hair."
I heard more undressing and Cindy said, "Oh my God you're huge. My husband has a very nice cock, but not this long and definitely not this thick. Can I touch?"
"Please do."
Now I seriously wondered if this was a mistake. From her stories I knew she loves big cocks, and it sounded like she was enthralled with this one. I had never really considered that she might leave me to have that monster anytime she wanted it.
"I'm not sure I can take that girth. Look at this, you're as big as my wrist."
"Your hands are so soft and feel so good on my cock."
"If you like that, you're really going to love this."
I heard him start to moan and breath harder, obviously in pleasure from my wife's talented mouth on his cock. Then I heard the familiar sounds of my wife sucking cock. The cock of a man she had just met a few hours earlier.
I was getting frustrated because there was a lot of silence, muttering, and giggling. I was pretty sure Cindy had either forgotten that I was trying to listen, or she just didn't care. But, the thought of my wife performing for this guy was turning me on, my cock was aching to explode and I had only been listening to them for a few minutes!
"God, you've got a nice ass!"
I was thinking he's obviously under that damn skirt rubbing Cindy's bare ass cheeks. I remembered that G-string didn't cover up a fucking thing.
He must have attempted to pull her skirt off because I heard her say, "No, just pull my panties down."
There was movement and suddenly both of their voices became louder and much clearer. It was obvious they had moved onto the bed and their heads were near the phone. In my mind's eye, I saw my wife laying there on the bed, with all her clothes on except her panties. My cock was throbbing!
"Let me undo that for you.", I heard her say. I assumed this was her bra latch and I knew what was about to happen. Sure enough, I heard him gasp for air. I knew he was staring at those beautiful breasts that I love so much. I knew he would never forget that sight because they really are incredible and really do take your breath away.
Then no more talking, just the sounds of her moaning and gasping with the pleasure of getting her boobies sucked and her pussy fingered. I could tell from more than a hundred miles away that he had moved his head down between her legs. I totally recognized those sounds.
Then I heard my wife building to an orgasm, "You're making me cum."
I could hear her breathing and then moan deeply as she orgasmed from his tongue and fingers.
"Damn girl, you taste so good and your pussy is so tight. I really want to fuck you, but your husband is going to know for sure. I'll ruin that little pussy and I'm concerned I'll split you in two."
Cindy laughed a little too loud, and between laughs managed to say, "It will be worth it! My husband has been encouraging me to do this for two years! It's all I've thought about for a long time. I know my pussy, it will snap back in a few days."
I was stunned. Did I hear that right? I had planted this seed, not knowing the harvest had been growing for some time.
