Chapter 1
"How it all started"
One usual Friday evening, we were watching TV enjoying wine. When she started a "discussion" about that we don't have many friends to which we should be enjoying the Friday evening instead of watching TV.
Instead of getting into an argument, I got up and headed out to the local bar.
Rita:
Eugene looks good tonight; too bad we are sitting here on a Friday night and, as always, not going out.
Oh, he's opening a wine, that's nice.
"Why don't we go out tonight? It is really sad we don't have any friends we could spontaneously call."
Why is he getting up? Where is he going? Is that asshole going out and leaving me alone again?
Well, fuck him, I'll have another glass of wine and watch what I want to watch on TV.
After about two or three hours, the wine is getting to me, and I'm feeling quite tipsy--time to go to bed. I wonder where Eugene is and when he is coming home.
I'll just go to bed, lay down and wait for him. That asshole did look good tonight.
I sat at the bar and soon starting talking to three men sitting there, a large handsome black man, a Russian, and a short, fat, extremely hairy, ugly, older Turk. We hit it off, talked and joked, and had a fun evening.
When the bar closed, we decided to go to my house for a "nightcap."
I let them in and started mixing drinks. I noticed the wine bottle we were drinking had been emptied, and Rita was, as usual, in bed.
The black guy had to go to the bathroom; I showed him the downstairs guest bathroom. Then the Turk had to go also.
Since I knew Rita had always closed the bedroom door when she went to bed, I told him to use the upstairs bathroom.
After about fifteen minutes or so, the Turk came back downstairs. I also had to go, so I went upstairs and noticed that the bedroom door was ajar, and the hallway light is shown into our dark bedroom, directly on Rita's naked back.
She was uncovered lying on her stomach with one leg pulled up, showing her open pussy. Her pussy lips seemed swollen and glistening wet. The idea that the Turk had maybe seen her like this started to excite me.
But, I had guests and closed the door a little, and went to the bathroom.
As I returned downstairs, the three were whispering among themselves, and the Turk was showing them his fingers. I asked what's up, and they said it was an inside joke.
Rita:
Finally, Eugene is home; I'll pretend I'm asleep. At last, he's coming upstairs, but why is he waiting at the bedroom door?
I am a little horny, and I've been waiting for him. Oh no, he goes straight to the point again, damm, he knows I don't like it when he touches my pussy or nipples before I'm really turned on.
But his hands are rough tonight, and he is rubbing and, unusually, playing on all the right places. Funny, he is really good tonight. I'll lift my ass a little bit to show him I like it.
But, I have to remind him to use hand cream.
Wait, where is he going? I am starting to enjoy his unusual roughness. Oh, he's going to the bathroom; I'll wait.
We drank our drinks and talked, and I started to doze a little.
I guessed then that as I came downstairs earlier, the Turk must have been telling the others how he saw my wife naked, and she let him play with her pussy. She must have thought it was me since when she's had a little too much to drink and being half asleep, she lets me play with her pussy also, but only when she's a little horny.
Chapter 2
"It gets hot"
They must have thought I was asleep since they got up and silently went up the stairs.
Once they were at the top of the stairs, I got up and followed silently. All three were in our bedroom; the black guy had his dick out and was stroking it. The Russian was doing the same, but the Turk was fondling my wife's ass and pussy with his short stubby hairy fingers.
I noticed her starting to rub her ass against his hand, as she often does when I do this. He pulled his finger out of her pussy, and I saw it was dripping wet.
Rita:
Oh, thank god he's back again; I thought I was going to have to finish this myself. Again straight to the point. God, he is making me hot tonight.
The black guy couldn't wait any longer and positioned himself above Rita with his long hard cock directly over her ass. I saw his pre-cum dripping and running down onto Rita's pussy. I think Rita thought it was me and raised her ass to meet his cock. He rubbed his cock up and down her pussy as I always did and soon found the right spot. He slowly pushed his cock head in; it was about one and a half the size of mine. Then after a second, he shoved about half his cock in my wife. As he pulled out to plunge in again, the Russian moved to Rita's head and positioned his cock before her face.
As the black man then plunged deep into my wife, she must have unexpectedly felt the larger cock in her, she gasped, and as she lifted her head and opened her mouth, the Russian put his cock in and started face fucking her holding her by the back of her head.
At first, Rita resisted, she tried to pull back her head and say something, but the Russian had a firm grip with both hands on her head and hair and kept his cock in her mouth. She then tried to move her hips, but that even excited the black man more, and he pounded his long hard cock in her even harder and faster.