(Special thanks to Sunshine for her time and editing skills)
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"Ok, you have to stop teasing me. Tell me what the surprise is!" my wife Amanda demanded as we drove home.
We had just finished a really nice dinner, and had dressed for the occasion. I was wearing khaki pants and a white collared shirt with a striped tie that Amanda had given me as a birthday present years ago. My beautiful wife was wearing a sexy black strapless dress that clung to her body and accentuated every feminine curve beautifully. It looked extremely flattering on her. Beneath it, Amanda was wearing a black lacy bra and matching panties that I had specifically purchased for this night.
For her big surprise.
Amanda and I had been married for 5 years, but we've known each other for almost twice as long. Not a day goes by when I don't realize what a lucky bastard I am because, in my humble opinion, she is the epitome of perfection in every definition of the word. She stands at 5'6 and about 125 lbs, with long-straight silky black hair to her hips, dark brown mischievous eyes, supple lips, and wonderful 34C tits. She has a toned physique, particularly her sculpted ass and lower body, from running and training for competitive races...and not to mention her 6-pack abs that I could probably crack an egg on. If Amanda had the desire, I truly believe she could be a model. She typically laughs and blushes whenever I tell her that, her freckles darkening on her naturally tan skin.
As I assume with most marriages, our sex life began to evolve over time, and I'm happy to say for the better. Our turning point occurred about 2 years ago. One day, Amanda walked in on me watching porn on my tablet. I remember considering making up some kind of excuse about how it was unintentional, but there was no point. I was caught red-handed, but more importantly, I didn't want to lie to my wife. Amanda didn't look angry or disgusted, but she did have a crooked smile on her face.
After some initial trepidation, I stopped hiding the fact that I occasionally surfed the web for porn. Amanda would occasionally ask me what I was looking at, and I would always be vague, since I naturally took to the stuff that I knew she wasn't into, mainly messy oral, anal, girl-on-girl, and group sex, among other things.
You can imagine my surprise when one day she told me that she wanted to watch some porn with me! The very thought of watching dirty videos with my hot wife immediately made my cock stir, but I knew that I couldn't show her anything too hardcore. I started her off with somewhat vanilla boy-girl scenes. I had a hard time not laughing when Amanda would watch these videos with a clinical eye. She'd often make comments like "Her boobs are SO fake" or "They have absolutely no chemistry together". But it almost always led to great sex afterwards, so I couldn't complain!
After Amanda got comfortable with the softcore stuff, I slowly began introducing her to more hardcore things. She still didn't like movies involving rough sex, or facials and messy cumshots, but she took a particular interest in threesomes, especially MMF scenes. We had even watched a few girl on girl movies at that point, and the fact that she always watched them so intently made me wonder. And fantasize.
Still, once I discovered that Amanda had an affinity for MMF, that's what I focused on when we started to watch porn together on a more regular basis. I would always try to preview the movies or videos first before we watched them to make sure there wasn't anything she'd find too distasteful.
Sometime later, we were laying naked our bed watching a dirty movie together on our TV. The scene involved a girl getting spitroasted by two men, which really got Amanda's attention as she lay her head on my chest and watched. The two men continued fucking the girl in every position imaginable, and as the scene progressed she moved off to the side. Then, much to my surprise, the two men in the movie turned to each other, and began kissing and making out. In no time, they began to stroke each other while the girl sat across from them and watched, fingering her pussy. The scene quickly progressed beyond mutual masturbation.
I got up to stop the movie as one guy turned and bent his partner over a table, getting ready to fuck him up the ass. I was oddly fascinated and stared at the screen for a moment, before snapping out of my reverie. This somehow got through my screening process, and I didn't think Amanda wanted to see something like this. But she wordlessly put a restraining hand on my chest. I was hesitant at first because I knew she didn't like anal... not to mention we had never watched gay sex before. But Amanda just continued to lay soundlessly on my chest, so I acquiesced.
We watched as the first guy slowly slid his wet cock into his partner's ass as the girl observed. The camera zoomed in on the fat cock disappearing into a gaping ass, and before long, something unexpected was happening: I was getting hard. I squirmed uncomfortably, genuinely surprised. To be honest, I never had sexual thoughts about another man before ---at least, not consciously --- and I was a little shocked and horrified. Plus, I didn't know what my wife would think about her husband getting aroused by 2 men having sex together.
Amanda was still laying on my chest, facing away from me as she watched the TV, so I couldn't see her expression. But my cock was in her direct line of sight, and there was no doubt she was noticing my hard-on. I remained still, unsure what to do.
Amanda didn't say anything or even move. She simply reached out and started stroking me.
My eyes darted from her hand sliding up and down my now-vertical erection to the assfucking on the television screen. As the first guy fucked his partner in the ass harder and harder, Amanda began stroking me more quickly as well. Her head felt heavy on my chest as I started breathing hard while she masturbated me. After several wonderful strokes, her hand began sliding further down. She cupped my balls and started rubbing my sensitive prostate with her fingertip.
Between watching the man give it to his lover in the ass, and Amanda's hand lingering between my legs, my cock was probably as hard as it had ever been. Then, to my utmost surprise, Amanda brought her index finger to her lips, licked it, and gently pressed her fingertip to the entrance of my anus. Her movement was slow and gentle, but I was still so caught off guard that I actually started.
Amanda withdrew her finger, but brought it back almost immediately, this time gently swirling it slowly around the edges of my rear hole. It was something she had never done to be before, and the sensation was absolutely fantastic.
I didn't say anything and just lay still, content to simply let my wife rim me with her finger. Amanda didn't say anything, either. She barely even moved. Her head was still on my chest and facing away from me, ostensibly watching the TV. Her fingertip continue to tease me in a circular motion. There was a timidity to her movements, and I knew she was trying to figure out how far she could push the envelope.
In response, I parted my legs further and lifted my bottom slightly off the bed. Amanda took the hint and eased her index finger into my asshole. My sphincter muscle reflexively clenched, and I actually had to focus to relax. Her digit was barely inside of me, just up to the first joint, but it felt sensational. Amanda pushed further in until her index finger was halfway into my ass. She stopped and just let me savor the sensation.
I could help but think to myself, if my wife's finger feels so good in my ass, how would a fat cock feel like?
By then, one of the guys in the video was seriously getting his ass fucked now, and Amanda began sliding her finger in and out of my ass faster as if to match their speed. My inner walls began to burn, and my cock was about to explode. No longer satisfied with getting my ass fingerfucked by my wife, I rolled my body out from under her, moved on top of her and parted her legs, and proceeded to fuck my wife until I came hard in her pussy.
To this day, Amanda has never spoken to me about that night. Probably not to embarrass me, which makes me love her that much more. But without a doubt that night was another step in the evolution of our marriage, as if a proverbial shackle had been removed. She even developed a proclivity for talking dirty during sex, and one thing that always seems to excite Amanda is when I tell her how badly I want to watch a gang of men fuck her all at once.
That's what planted the seed in my head. That's when I began developing a plan which took over a year to come to fruition.
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"Seriously, tell me what the surprise is!"
The insistence in Amanda's voice returned me to the present. I had been lost in my own thoughts as I drove, wondering if all the preparations were ready, trying out to figure out if I had forgotten anything, and, most importantly, hoping that my wife was going to enjoy what I had in store for her. I started getting more nervous as we got closer to home. The sheer insanity of my plan could essentially end our marriage if my wife didn't share my open mind. My heart started to pound in my chest and I began to sweat.
"We'll be home soon, and you'll see what it is." I paused. "I just really hope you like it." It was such a lame statement to make, but I couldn't think of anything else to say.
Amanda gently took my right hand off the steering wheel, kissed it, and pressed it to her freckled cheek. It was our personal way of showing affection to each other. I was getting so anxious that it took considerable effort to prevent my hand from shaking as she held it.
"You know I don't care about gifts, or anything like that. We can just spend a night out like this, and it's enough for me. It's always been enough." The love and sincerity in her voice made me my entire being bleed in worship of my wife, and I just wanted to make her happy.
We drove the rest of the way home in silence.
After what seemed like hours (although in actuality it wasn't even 20 minutes later), we were finally pulling up our driveway and into our garage. I closed the garage door, and it landed with an ominous bang. We remained seated for a moment, and I looked at my wife. In the dimness, I could still see Amanda's eyes sparkling like stars. I could see the little black dress stretched tightly over her sexy body, which made me want to reach over and touch her.
"Have I told you how beautiful you are?" I told her adoringly.
