My wife waltzed into the bedroom, and looked at me laying on the bed with my cock hardening at the sight of her naked body. She was gorgeous, 5'3", with full 34dd breasts and large aereolas. I had been staring at them for the last 10 years and will never get tired of the sight. My wife giggled when she noticed. "we've been together a decade and you still look at me like you're seeing me topless for the first time", she said with a wry smile. She climbed into bed with me and lay down next me on her side. Propped up on one arm, she began to stroke my hardening cock with the other. "not that I'm complaining" she murmured.
I rolled over on top of, and slid inside her as she moaned. With practiced routine, she took me in and I quickly felt an orgasm coming on. My wife began moaning and begged me to cum. I quickly passed the point of no return, and filled her with cum. "get off of me you big lug", she joked as I rolled off her. I gathered her in my arms and we spooned as we drifted off to sleep. As I was about to nod off, I heard a quiet whisper, barely audible, "John, are you awake?"
"For a little bit longer." I whispered back I felt her snuggle closer, shimmying her ass into direct contact with my cock. She knew I loved when she did this.
"I have to ask you a question that might make you mad. I don't want you to get mad. I haven't done anything yet, and I won't if you say no. Promise you'll always love me?" she asked.
"You know nothing could make me stop loving you" I answered, now curious and a little scared at what this could be about.
Another ass shimmy. And then she said it. "John, I want to spice up our sex life. Sex with you is great, don't get me wrong. But I want to add something to our bedroom. I want to fuck another guy." I stayed silent for a moment, not sure how to answer. I had fantasized about my wife being with other men before, but never told her. A fantasy was different from reality. I felt another wiggle, and the thought of my wife with another man caused my cock to start growing again. I felt a hand reaching down, and begin stroking my cock again. My wife rolled over, her face and neck blushing deeply. She leaned forward to kiss me and I met her lips. We passionately kissed as she continued stroking me.
"Babe" I started as she slowly kissed her way down my chest to take my cock in her mouth "how would this even work? Who do you want to do this with? If it does happen, I would have to be there. I don't want you sneaking off to make love to another man and..." At this point I had to stop talking as she began working at her task in hand with earnest. When she had brought me to the brink, she suddenly took her mouth off of my cock and began slowly stroking me.
"Babe, it has nothing to do with inadequacy. And of course you will be there, this is to spice up OUR sex lives not mine. We'll figure out the how some other time, right now I just want to know if you are ok with it." I pulled her up to kiss her again. I just wanted to kiss her and hold her. Being faced with actually making this decision made it feel so real and immediate.
"I need to hear you say yes Babe. I need to know you are ok with us exploring this." She slowly lowered herself onto my cock. She began to slowly ride me, teasing me.
I kissed her again, and switched my attention to her nipples. She slowly raised herself on my cock, stopping with head barely inside me. She looked me in the eye, "Babe, I'll drop it immediately if you say no, but I need an answer."
I reached down take a firm hold of her ass with both hands and forced her down, taking my whole cock inside her, and I quietly said, "Yes, we can explore this." She immediately kissed me deeply and began to ride again. This time it was harder. With a purpose. I used one hand to tease her clit while she rode me. She leaned back so I could have better access, giving me a gorgeous view of her tits bouncing as she rode. A view some other lucky bastard would probably have soon. She soon shuddered and fell forward as her orgasm rocked her. Once she had come down, instead of riding to me to completion like she usually does, she quickly got off and took my dick in her mouth. She began sucking, pausing only to say one thing.
"I want your cum in my mouth" That did it, I was moaning and flooding her mouth with my seed. My pretty little wife, who enjoyed sex, did not like cum in her mouth, but she smiled, showed me a mouthful of cum, and then swallowed. She came back up and kissed me again, and I could taste cum on her breath. With that, exhausted we both fell asleep.
When we woke up, my wife gave me a quick peck on the lips and got up to get dressed. I loved to watch her get dressed and today was particularly sexy, given the night prior. She knew I was watching, and put on an exaggerated show as she slid a piar of panties and leggings on. Turning to face me, she put her hand all the way of over her accentuating her chest as she slipped on a sports bra. "I'm going for a run you pervert" She said laughing. "Make the bed while I'm gone." And with that she pranced out of the room. I made the bed, and we went about our day like the prior night hadn't happened.
The next few weeks went by with no mention of that conversation. Our sec life definitely picked up, and we were a little more inventive with positions and places. Plus my wife bought herself new bras and panties, lacier and more revealing than what she had been wearing for the last few years. But otherwise, she didn't bring it up. And I wasn't about to. All that soon changed though. We were eating dinner, when my wife asked if we could talk about sharing her. "I want to know what your limits are, and if you have any preferences for what you want to see. Then I want to put up an ad on Reddit and Doublelist and see if we can find anyone who fits our preferences to come join. I figure we could have them over for drinks, maybe go for a late night swim in the pool."
"That sounds fine to me. I want to make sure its a guy you find attractive. He needs to treat you well, not just use you like some random bar slut. What do you want to look for in a guy?" I asked. My wife looked at me thoughtfully, and then told me what she wanted.
"For the first guy, I want someone a little bigger than you but not monstrous. 7 or 8 inches should be fine. I'd like him to be a little older than us, maybe 40. And honey, I'd like him to show us an std test so he doesn't have to wear a condom." She smiled at me, and went on, "height and race don't matter to me. "
I nodded, "that works for me. I guess if I am giving a man permission to have sex with you, he may as well be allowed to cum where he wants."
"Thank you honey. I'll post the ads today and see if we get any good candidates." She gave me a peck on the cheek and got up to the dishes. We went about our day, and didn't talk about it for a couple of days. Finally, after dinner a few days later, my wife sat next to me on the couch with her laptop. "I've found a few guys I think could work." She went over the pluses and minuses of each man, and asked which one I thought would be best. We agreed on Ray, who was a 40 year old executive who had the pictures to prove he kept himself in shape. We messaged him and invited him over for a Saturday afternoon barbecue and swim.
The day arrived and my wife busied herself in the bedroom, trying to get her hair and makeup just right. She put on a very small black bikini top and matching lacy thong bottom. Over that went a see through white cover I had gotten her for vacation to the Caribbean a few years before. She looked gorgeous. "Good thing the neighbors can't see the pool" I said joking. "You might not make it inside..."