Opening the Marriage

Hi. My name's Karla. That's right, I'm Richie's Karla. The mother of two grown children. The woman who had gotten used to a relatively sexless marriage and resigned to thinking "that's just the way marriages are" - until recently.

Richie has been writing and publishing short stories on Literotica for a long time. I only found out about them a short time ago. He's published four chapters before this one that are directly about our marriage -- even though he's used our marriage as the basis for some of the others he's written. I've read them all now, and can see which ones were just his twisted mind and which have some root in our lives, but I'm not here to rant about that.

If, somehow, despite this having a title of Chapter 05, you haven't read the previous four, then too bad for you! After he wrote them -- this time showing them to me and not merely publishing them surreptitiously -- I dropped a comment about how "well, all you did was write about what happened. Anyone can do that." Me and my big mouth. (Not to mention my big boobs!)

Naturally, he challenged me, and since I've now written and re-written just this short episode, I've come to see that my husband has talents I've not appreciated before. I mean, I've always appreciated his eight inch cock, and his agile tongue as well as his dirty mind, but that's been in addition to appreciating him as a father and husband and wonderful guy who I figure was the last man I'd ever have sex with. No, Richie's a pretty damned good writer with a kinky imagination and some insight into sex and people.

I say this because writing about sex is a lot different than having it. Or filming it. Take, for instance, my assignment: we had invited Joanie and Al Damas, our neighbors who we knew were swingers, over to our house to see if we might be able to play with them. Well, after spending a couple of hours before dinner where Joanie helped me discover that 1) sex with a woman was magical and it was no wonder that men loved it, 2) being watched having sex was a real turn on and brought out an even newer side of me I hadn't known existed (I think I need to study geometry or something with all the new sides of me I've been discovering), 3) watching two men have sex was a big turn on, and 4) filming it all was another kinky gas! And then there was watching Richie deepthroat Al's BBC (that mean Big Black Cock, as I learned this past month) and how that had me both insanely proud that my husband could do things Joanie couldn't do for her husband as well as incredibly aroused and even having a squirting orgasm!

I had been drawn to Joanie since meeting her, and intrigued by the idea of sex with her since shortly after we talked about sex with others when she told me they were swingers, and Richie, as I discovered, had some history with sucking cocks. From before we married, he assured me and I believed him. So we were both able to indulge our personal fantasies -- and that was before dinner! We used the privacy of our back yard to skinny dip, have sex and then a naked dinner. After that -- with the onset of dark as well as the attack of the insects, Richie to little Joanie inside while Al and I made out in the pool. This was going to be a test for us -- would I be okay with him fucking her? Could he watch Al's much bigger cock penetrate me? We said we wanted it. But would our emotions match up with our words?

Damn! That paragraph above really does illustrate how talented Richie's writing is. He doesn't include any of that "head" stuff about "the challenge of matching our words and emotions." He just seems to write as if he's in the moment and "he's aroused, she's wet, he's teasing her and she's begging for it" and so on. It's no wonder he used to hole up when he was writing and, as I've learned, spend hours on just paragraphs! I wonder if I can nominate him for some sort of writing prize?

[Richie interjects: I'd be fine with surprise blowjobs instead of awards, but I'm glad you understand.]

Getting back to that night, Al and I were making out in the pool when he and Joanie went inside. I guess they refer to Al as a "bull" -- after all, he was big (I found out he was aiming for pro football when he blew out his knee in college), Black, in great shape and had the biggest dick I'd ever seen in person. I mean, I saw bigger in porn (now that I was watching it) but never that size before Richie despite being pretty sexually active. We eventually measured, by the way. Eleven inches long, balls to tip. Three inches across. A two hander. I was sitting on top of it, rubbing the length of it on my lower lips, not yet ready to let him into me. For his part, he was sucking my nipples one at a time. And he knew what he was doing -- he played with the barbell piercings in a way that sent bolts of sensation into my core!

"Al, we can't fuck in here." I managed to gasp. "I guarantee you I need to be extra wet to even try your cock, and water messes that up! Just so you know. I don't want you to stop what you're doing but if you want to fuck me then we have to get out of the pool."

"In good time, baby girl, in good time. I'm in no hurry, so you can relax and let me take charge." Damn, he was magnetic. I could tell I would be willing to do anything he wanted if he asked. Or commanded.....

He worked one large finger past my outer lips and into my canal, and then another, while using some other part of his hand to play with the hard nub of my clit. I was coming within minutes! Maybe all those stories about the almost hypnotic power of Black bulls were true!

And he kept going! I was used to stopping to rest after orgasms, and here I was, still trying to put reality back together to even speak and I could feel I was heading to another one!

"Don't fight it, girl. Let Daddy drive and just enjoy the ride." His lower, rumbling voice added to the sensations and I came again! This time I had to stop him -- I didn't think I could take any more. I pushed back, sliding off his long wide cock, and pressed my head against his chest, my body floating in the sea of sensations as well as the pool!

"Like that, baby?" he asked, knowing the answer.

"Oh, you might say that. But the pool is no place to keep that up. We need to see what Richie and Joanie are up to."

With that, Al put his hands behind him and pulled himself up to sit on the edge of the pool. Presenting me with that awesome black dick I had watched my husband swallow completely.

"Maybe we should, but I'm having a hard time walking, if you get my drift" he said. I looked up at him and his expression -- to say nothing of his erection -- had a clear point to it.

"Not sure I can do what Richie did, but I guess you never know until you try, right?" With that I leaned forward, spreading his legs so my boobs weren't blocked by them, and began to lick up his black cock. I heard him make some noise and figured I was at least doing something right. Damn, but it was a big piece of hot flesh. The way it seemed respond it was almost as it if had a life of it's own! I managed to get the head in my mouth and discovered how different an uncircumcised cock felt! It was odd, the shape of the head was covered in slippery skin. I pulled back with my hand and the head emerged in my mouth, mostly tasting like the chlorine from the pool. But I now had access to the slit and poked it with my tongue. I remembered to move my hands and the sounds Al made convinced me I'd made the right move.

I pushed forward, and soon had about an inch beyond the head of that big cock in my mouth -- making me wonder how the fuck my husband had managed to deep throat it! He had undiscovered talents, that was for sure! I kept trying, however, I changed the angle of my mouth to his cock. I changed the angle of his cock in my mouth. I tried every trick I knew to relax my throat muscles, but I only managed another inch before I was stymied. I pulled my mouth off it.

"How did Richie manage to swallow this whole thing?" I asked. "I guess he had some hidden talents I never knew about, right?"

"Don't you go comparing yourself to him, honey. You were doing just fine. You should keep doing it!" With that he pulled my head forward and pressed his cock to my lips. "Open wide and I'll help you." I did and he pulled me forward, forcing at least part of the head into my throat. My eyes grew wide, and he pushed me back. "Sorry, girl. We gonna do that again. This time, take a deep breath first. Let me know when you're ready." I nodded and opened wide.

This time when his cock got to that point he held it there, keeping a steady pressure. "Now try to relax the muscles in your throat. Smack my stomach if you need to breath, but you can do it. I know."

I closed my eyes, and as silly as it sounds, I concentrated on relaxing those muscles and sure enough, I felt him go deeper into my throat. It was an amazing feeling -- I was proud of myself on one hand, excited to show him my skill, and a little on edge because I was still afraid of choking. I pressed forward and he was now deep in my throat. I tried to swallow like I'd read in those stories, and it seemed like he liked it. I kept using my hands on what I couldn't fit in my mouth, and held it there for probably thirty seconds before I had to pull back and get some air. I kept him in my mouth while I breathed through my nose, and kept my tongue working on him all the while. This time he slid into my throat easily and I pushed harder so he went deeper.

"Too bad Richie's tapping Joanie. I bet he'd love to see this. We are going to have to show him how good you are. Don't stop -- I could tell you thought about stopping to get a camera -- not gonna happen. I'm too close. He'll see when he sees. Now get ready for my load, because here it comes!" I felt the jerks and twitches of his cock in my mouth and throat as his jism worked it's way out of his balls, out through that big flesh tube and into my throat. I felt two ropes of come and then had to pull back for air, so two more filled my mouth, hot, salty, and with that unique texture. And then he pulled my head off and two more ropes of cum shout out and landed on my face.

In all the porn I'd watched, I figured that the reactions of the women who got facials was simply acting. It didn't seem that there would be anything in it for them to get a face full of that stuff. I found out I was very wrong. The act of receiving his come, of being painted as his slut, of surrendering to being marked by my bull was extraordinarily freeing. So much so that I came as well at that moment! I couldn't wait to tell Richie. And now that Al had cum, we could get out of the pool and head inside. Al got to his feet and reached for a towel, and then came back to pull me from the water. He wrapped me in the towel and held me -- my knees were weak and I was a bit unsteady on my feet! We both laughed, and he dried me with the towel as he dripped all over the patio.

"I haven't got words, right now. Fuck, Al, you could retire from what ever you do now and become the neighborhood stud. We'd get you a sports car, with a little bell in it like the ice cream man and you could drive through the neighborhood, ring your bell and take care of all the women. First time, you give it away. Next time you come by they'll pay anything for more! I guess that's what they mean by if you go black you won't come back." We continued laughing as we made our way into the house and up to the master bedroom. The closer we got, the louder the sounds -- like having a porn video on audio!

We stood in the doorway and watched the "action" on the bed. Damn, it was hot! Richie was sitting in our bedroom chair, and Joanie was bouncing up and down on his dick in a reverse cowgirl. Her legs were spread wide and her clit was very visible. Her boobs were bouncing and Richie was holding her by the waist, helping her bounce.

"Shit, Al, you know I love your big cock, but this is as good. There's more movement, and he's found my g-spot. Karla, you got it good with him!" Then she closed her eyes as his hands found her large nipples and began to squeeze and twist them. I moved over to her and found her lips with mine. When she held steady so we could kiss, Richie took over and began thrusting up into her. The noises she was making changed into a desperate mewing and then she began to cum. Being with another women having an orgasm is still one of my favorite things -- I can tell what's going on and at the same time see there are differences between how it happens to me and to her. I reached down and found her clit and began to rub it and her orgasm that was subsiding soon became another one, and eventually she pushed my hand away and fell back on Richie like a sack of protoplasm without bones! At that point I felt something hot and hard poking at my back.

I looked over my shoulder, and sure enough, Al was hard again! "Ding ding" he said in a falsetto, and I cracked up! Richie and Joanie were looking at us like we were crazy, so I had to explain the whole thing to them. They liked it, and it pushed Richie to do something about it. He put one of Joanie's arms around his neck, and still deep inside her stood up. He put her in the chair and turned to face me. Now I had two hard cocks, both bigger than average -- one bigger than the other, and frankly, I was actually dripping wet -- and not from the pool!

"Al, I'm going to get her ready for you. Maybe Joanie can keep you hard until then?"

"My pleasure, there, Richie. Won't take me much -- I know all his secret spots!"

With that Richie brought me to our bed and told me to lay on my back and spread my legs and arms. Then, from seemingly nowhere, I felt things attached to my wrists and ankles and I was not only spread-eagled, I was held fast.

"I once read that by tying someone up, they were then free to give full strength to their arms and legs, and that's supposed to make sex more intense. So we're going to try out that theory. Let's see what happens." Then he shut up and began to use his mouth and his hands, running them lightly all over. The most agonizing are of it was as he made his way up my inner thighs, getting up to the join between my legs, my pussy, my clit, my cunt -- and then going back down the other side without even pausing at my now weeping cunt. I wanted to grab his head and pull him into me but I couldn't move my hands and it was both frustrating and intense. They told me that at some point I began to whimper. I believe them.

But eventually, my demon husband found his way to my cunt. It was both a relief and a torment, since instead of lapping up my lips, he kissed and nipped and teased from one spot to another. He was a master of building up the intensity, frankly. My eyes were closed and I was trying to get my pussy lips to call him when I felt the bed shift a bit. Opening my eyes, there was Joanie on her knees, on the bed, and then she had her mouth fastened to one of my nipples and was attacking it and it was as if she had electricity in her mouth. I felt it in my core, even as Richie was still teasing me. And then I felt another, different mouth on my other nipple and I opened my eyes to see Al's mouth fastened to me. Things changed again when Joanie shifted her position to position her cunt above my face and lower it. I stuck out my tongue and began to lap at her lips as Richie finally found mine and settled in to tongue fuck me. I was moving towards another orgasm when he suddenly stopped and I felt cool air on my wet pussy. Again the bed shifted and now I had the familiar feeling of his cock filling me up.

Shortly after that I felt Joanie's cunt twitching and then had to swallow hard and quickly to keep from drowning in her juices. As I drank them down, she slowing settled down and all I now had was a cock pumping into me -- until that stopped. I felt the restraints on my arms and legs release, and while I was now freed to move, I felt like I had been lead to the edge of a diving board and then pulled back.

"You have a choice, baby girl. Stay like that and I will be in control when I fuck you, or let me lie down and you can lower yourself on my big Black dick. Which do you want?"

"I better take control. Lie down Al -- I think there's some dry space on the side." We all laughed at that one and he did. His majestic meat rose like a flag pole from his belly. "Help me" I said to Richie and he moved to the side, holding out his hand. I climbed up, and then straddle Al, still holding Richie's hand as I got to my knees. How did they do it in all those porn videos? I mentioned it and Richie promised me we'd watch a few together and see what we could about it. Then I rose up on my knees, reached between my legs and lifted Al's cock so it was at the entrance to my pussy. I managed to rub it between my lips and I felt it get wet.

I started to sit on it, feeling it spread me wider than I could ever remember being. Still holding Richie I pressed down and felt the head pop inside me. I held myself there, trying to get used to the immensity inside me. I felt hit moving and heard Joanie say "You need lubrication." And then I felt unusual vibrations at the head inside me -- she was getting moisture on the rest of his cock. I let myself sink lower and push more up inside me. The good news was that I knew I'd eventually reach the end -- the bad news was I didn't know if I could take it all. But I was determine, so I began to lift and lower, getting more in me each time.

"This is like shoving one of my children back into me!" I gasped. "I know I can fit it but I wonder if I'm going to explode first!"

"Don't worry about taking more. Just bounce up and down on what you have already" said Joanie. "That's how do it, and I can fit the entire thing. If I can, you can!"

I took her words to heart and just relaxed. I did some deep breathing and as I did, I felt myself slip further down his enormous cock. The pressure of something as big as his cock was excruciating -- and at the same time it was thrilling. Places I hadn't know existed were being stimulated and then there was the heat! In all those stories I wound up reading, no one ever mentioned how it felt to have the heat of a cock reach those places -- or that you could detect it!

Al had his hands at my waist and began to lift me and then lower me gently, each time getting in deeper. The image in my mind was that he was going to split me apart as he drove a wedge into my cunt. And that wasn't bad, by the way. As a matter of fact, I hadn't ever been that deep into a sexual experience in my life -- there were moments when there was nothing else in my consciousness than that gigantic meat stick buried in between my thighs. The sensations became my entire world. Later, they all told me I was moaning and seemed to be speaking in tongues! Well, why not? It was almost a religious experience!

And then I felt another sensation -- someone was licking at my asshole. It was stretched wide and vulnerable and I almost froze, except I heard Joanie in my ear. "Richie is rimming you. He wants to fuck your ass while Al takes your pussy. Do you want it? If you don't, I'll take your place, by the way. But I think you should let him. I think you should have these men fill you with their big cocks and then fill you with their cum. It is an amazing thing. Do you want it?"

I'm not sure how I responded. Maybe I nodded. Maybe I said yes. But Joanie spoke it out loud.

"She says yes. I am going to get a camera. I will be back for you Karla. I will be right back." She stepped away, and I had Al's big cock filling my cunt while Richie was now playing with my asshole. I felt the cold drip of lube as he poured it down my back, and then felt him working one finger, then two, and then three into my asshole as I tried to relax it. And by paying attention to my backdoor, I was now perched on Al's stomach with the entire length of his cock up inside me. It was breathtaking, frankly.