My Wife Being Fucked By Other Men Turns Me On
My wife and I had been attending swingers' parties for about three years now, not as often as I would have liked to but with two demanding kids it was only an every three to four month event. And with Judy back at work part time we don't seem to get a lot of spare time to indulge in a lot of pleasures. Let me give you an outline on how we actually got involved into the swinger's scene, which brought out my voyeuristic side that I never knew I had, well! Maybe I did but just never indulged in it. I will tell you the details in three different parts. The third part of my story is where I get to tell you the details about my voyeuristic side. My entire story is true, only the names have been changed.
My wife Judy (Not her real name) and I met through a friend of mine that I was living with at the time, Judy just happened to be his cousin although I had only met her on one or two occasions. Judy was only 17 and I was at the ripe age of 21. Because of her age I never really took any notice of her in any romantic or sexual way, to me she was just my flat mates little cousin and anyway I was to busy going out every weekend, drinking, dancing and getting laid to worry about a 17 year old. My name is David by the way.
It wasn't until 3 years later that I saw Judy in a whole new light. We had bumped into each other at a nightclub and at first I didn't recognize her as she had grown into a beautiful full figured women from the skinny giggling 17 year old I had known years prior. I had moved out of my friends apartment and had lost contact with him and of course his cousin Judy, until now. Let me describe Judy. She was born in Australia but her parents are of an island/French decent. An island of the coast of South Africa, I'll let you work out which island. She's about 5' 6 tall with an average build; dark tanned olive skin, long black curly hair with lovely brown eyes. Her breasts are firm and about average in size but what makes them stand out are her huge dark aureoles surrounding the nipples. She's told me that a lot of men have commented on them saying how nice they are. I understand what they're saying; I love her tits and those large aureoles especially when she wears sheer white tops with no bra.
After that night Judy and I became closer and then after a few months we became an item and our relationship blossomed. Our sex life was great, we were very open from the beginning and like in most relationships there was always the question of how many people have you slept with. And as you do to ensure there is no conflict you lie and say not much and leave it at that, well try to any way. Judy was very honest and confided in me that she had been very promiscuous since she was 16 and because she had never been shown love from her parents she looked for it in the arms of different men. Thinking that if she slept with them they would fall in love with her.
Judy had a bit of a temper and we broke up a few times during our relationship because of that. And each time we broke up and got back together she would tell me that she had slept around. And because I loved her I always took her back. The last time we broke up she had gone out and met a guy at a nightclub; he had taken her to his car for a quick fuck. He had began to fondle her, feeling her pussy under her short dress and she in turn was fondling his hard cock over his pants. After a while she had decided that she could not go through with it and asked him to stop and let her out. He would not take no for an answer and under her protest and a struggle proceeded to pull her knickers off. If it weren't for her friend knocking on the window to see if she was ok he would have had his way with her with or without her consent. Her friend who was very concerned about her confided in me and told me of the incident. That was the last straw, I had to do something to change her ways so I asked her back and eventually married her on her 21st birthday. We had a child a year later and because work was very scarce and to save money we had moved into her parent's garage and that's when the problems started.
After a while she began to feel closed in and she couldn't stand living under her parents roof. At times I would have to stay home and look after the baby while she went out with friends. At first I thought that maybe it was just a phase she was going through and she would soon get over it, how wrong I was. After a while it took it's toll and I had to put a stop to it before it ruined our marriage, but it was too late. She had met another man at a club and fucked him. I found out later that it was only the one time. Although she had met up with him a few times just to talk and it would eventually lead to the discussion of sex and being turned on she would sucked his cock until he came in her mouth then come home as if nothing had happened. Needless to say that when she told me I was devastated, and even though I wanted to end our marriage I couldn't because of the love I had for her. We eventually worked it out and moved to our own house and our life was getting better with the thought of her infidelity still in my memory.
As I said earlier, we often talked about our past openly. Sometimes we would talk about the events that lead to her affair that nearly ended our relationship. We found talking about it to be very therapeutic and after a while I learnt to let go and look at it as a bad phase in the marriage. More and more we began to talk about the different people we had fucked, mostly during our foreplay before getting down to some serious fucking. We found that the more we talked about it the more turned on we would become and the sex that followed would be more intense.
Our discussions would become more brazen. We would describe the different sexual partners, who they were, where we fucked and best of all how we fucked them. It came to the point that we knew everything about each other's sexual partners, the ones before and during our relationship. Even talking about the affair would get me hot where as before I would be filled with anger at the thought of another man fucking my wife. Not any more!
During one of your discussions while she lay in bed naked and I lay between her thighs licking her sweet shaved pussy. That's another part of our sex life that had changed for the better. We became more daring more experimental. She started to wear more revealing clothes, short dresses, tops without a bra, sexy thongs etc. And best of all she had asked me to shave her pussy after watching a porn video and seeing how all the women had smooth shaven pussy lips. Who was I to argue? What excited me more was that she told me that it was all for me, and the thought of that made me love her even more.
I was licking her pussy as she was telling about the time she had gone to a dance with a friend, a dance that I had also attended with two of my friends during one of our break ups. We had seen each other through the crowed and had only said a quick hello in passing. I told her how I remembered that night very clearly because of the sexy dress she was wearing and how jealous I got every time any man had looked at her. I had been watching her all night but had lost sight of her sometime during the night.
She had danced with a man that had been eyeing her off all night. During a slow dance he had flirted with her, telling her how sexy she was while rubbing her back very seductively. What were you wearing under your dress? I asked, taking my mouth away from her wet pussy. Only a black lace thong and matching bra that I had bought that day she tells me, pushing my head back to her waiting cunt. She had also been drinking and the man's seducing words and his roaming hands had gotten her hot and a little wet. He had asked her to join him at his table for a drink and she had accepted. She also told me that she had looked around the room to see if I was watching her. She had hoped that I would rush over like a night in shining armour and take her away and when I didn't she had decided let this strange man do as he wanted. I assured her that if I had seen her with him I would have whisked her away without any hesitation.
After a few drinks she had become more relaxed and when he asked her to follow him out for some fresh air she had done so without a thought. As they stepped out into the night air he had put his arms around her and walked her to his car at the rear of the car park. When they got to the car he had pulled her close and kissed her, her arms had gone around him and she kissed him back and for the first time feeling his erection pressing against her belly making her even wetter. As she talked between her gasps of pleasure I lapped at her clit while inserting two fingers deep inside her. With her eyes closed and legs spread wide open to allow me better access she squeezed her nipples between her thumb and fingers as she continued with her story.