Disclaimer: The following story contains explicit content and is intended for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised. This work of fiction includes themes of sexuality, and adult situations. All characters depicted in this story are consenting or willing adults and are fictional. Any resemblance to any real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
This is part one of a two-part story.
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Ron and Christy Thompson liked to share fantasies before they had sex and sometimes afterward too. They've been married for twelve years and talking about fantasies and sometimes acting them out makes them feel young, hot, and sexy. Christy liked role-play fantasies if they didn't leave their bedroom. Ron was disappointed, but it didn't stop him from convincing her to expand their play.
One fantasy he talked about for a long time was letting another guy fuck her while he watched from a remote location. He could tell that having someone else inside of her excited her too. He wanted to feel helpless to stop them. Every time he thought about it, he got rock-hard. She was nervous about letting a stranger fuck her and that was her main reason for saying no.
One fall night last year Christy shocked Ron. They had been to a cookout at their neighbor's house. Ron kept teasing Christy throughout the afternoon by pointing to some of his male friends and asking if she'd "do" them. She responded each time by giving him playful smacks on his upper arm. They played some cornhole, had a few beers, and went home. All that teasing got Ron pretty excited, and he couldn't wait to get his wife to himself. He didn't wait either. Right after he closed the door behind them, he chased her into the living room, took down her shorts and panties, and bent her over the couch. They were both laughing and having a good time.
"I'm going to ravish you, woman!" Ron said.
"Ravish away, m'lord!" Christy replied.
Ron and Christy always talked about how they lucky they were to have each other as friends as well as spouses. They genuinely liked each other and wanted to make each other happy. Later that night when they were in bed, Christy raised herself on one elbow and put her hand on Ron's chest.
"Hey Ronny, you know that thing you always talk about. I think I'd like to do it, but only under certain conditions."
"You're not talking about what I think you're talking about, right?" Ron said. He was shocked and excited.
"I'm talking about you watching one of your friends fuck me." She dragged her fingertips over his chest.
"Really?" He sat up in bed. He couldn't believe there was a chance this would happen. Even with the booze and having sex a little while ago, he felt his cock stir.
"But there are conditions." She sat up as well. "I never want to know who it is. I'd never be able to be around them again without thinking about it and being embarrassed."
"Oh. I don't know how we'd do that." His growing erection began to shrink with his disappointment.
"I've been thinking about it." She moved her hand down his stomach and under the covers.
"And...." He couldn't believe she'd been thinking about it, and it was pretty obvious she was excited about it as well.
"You know how sometimes you tie my hands and blindfold me? I want you to do that, so I won't be able to take the blindfold off. You need to tell your friend that's part of the deal."
"Sure thing honey" He'd agree to anything to make this happen.
She stroked his cock lazily while she talked. He was getting a good-sized erection.
"One more thing. He can't speak. I know these guys and I'd recognize their voices. So, they can only grunt."
"Grunt. Like an animal?" How long had she been thinking about this? It must have been a while to come up with all this.
"No, like a caveman, a primal man. Those are my conditions."
Her strokes picked up speed and she ducked her head under the covers and put her mouth on his penis.
Something told Ron she was more into it than he thought as he felt Christy really getting into it under the covers. His mind began to put together the pieces of the plan he'd been thinking of for years.
He came almost immediately.
That week he managed to get four of his buddies together over at Phil's house. Three of the guys had known each other for years and two other guys, Jonas and Mike, were co-workers of Phil's who started hanging with them a couple of years ago. Justin was good friends with both Ron and their other single buddy, Rick who was not invited. The guys Ron invited were either divorced or single. He didn't want to start any marriage wars. They met in Phil's remodeled basement.
"Hey man, how come no Rick?" Phil asked Ron.
"Would you want Rick fucking your wife? You've heard the stories he tells," Ron said.
"Eh, I think half those stories aren't real anyway, right guys?" Phil opened the fridge and pulled out some beers.
"Sure Phil, whatever you say." Justin shook his head. Justin was one of the younger guys and had known Rick for a long time.
They played some pool and Ron outlined what the night would look like. He explained Christy's conditions. He was trying not to let his cock betray just how excited he was about this adventure.
"Geez Ron, doing it with her blindfolded and tied up, that's fucking hot on top of fucking hot, you know what I mean?" Jonas said.
"Christy is super-hot. You don't mind her fucking another guy?" Justin asked.