Kindly edited by The Outlander -- Thank you.
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I have read on here a few stories about guys sharing their wives with other men, and some of the comments made about these stories are sometimes a bit rude and personal I think, so I wanted to share with you how the first time happened.
First let me tell you a little about me, I am Bi-sexual, I was in a 2 year relationship with a friend before I had my first girl, and I was hooked straight away. When I joined the Army the cock sucking stopped, at least for a time as it was against Military law, I did have an episode with another squaddie shortly before I got married, but it only lasted a few months.
I met my wife in Germany, after taking her out for 18 months we got married, during our courtship, we had our ups and downs, we split a couple of times. Each time we split, when I saw her with another guy, I got really jealous; I couldn't bear to see her with another man.
We had been married a few years and were still in Germany, living in married quarters. Our place was the top floor of a small block of flats. One day our next door neighbour invited us to his place for a party, it was his wife's birthday, and everyone in the block turned up as was usual, as well as a few single guys from the camp.
The party was going well, the music was good, the beer flowed, and there was a bit of dancing going on. It was lively, one of the single guys seemed to have latched onto my wife, I wasn't too bothered, it just seemed like innocent flirting, I didn't pay it much attention.
The party wore on and people started going home, the single guys got a taxi back to camp, then I realised the one latched onto my wife and had been almost all night was still there.
"You not going in the cab with the others?" I asked him.
"No I am sleeping on the sofa."
"Oh ok," I looked at my wife, who looked a bit glassy eyed, "You ok?" I asked her.
"Yeah I'm fine." She told me.
I went off to get another beer and chat to others, the party really started to die down, and the birthday girl had now gone to bed, eventually there was only 4 of us left, me, the single guy John, my wife, and the flat owner, after 20 minutes or so of us sitting there chatting, the flat owner decided he was off to bed.
"We had better go then." I said.
"No its fine, you can stay here drinking if you want, John is sleeping on the sofa, it's not a problem," he told me.
"As long as you're ok with It," I said to him.
He said his goodnights and went off to bed, leaving just the 3 of us sitting there drinking and chatting. A little later I said I had better pop next door check on the kids, by this time my wife was really drunk, and John was sitting really close to her, as I walked out of the room. I pulled the door too, but didn't let it close all the way, I wanted to see if anything would happen while I was out of the room. I walked to the front door, opened it, closed it, then crept back to stand in the dark hallway.
I could see them through the gap I had left, John was talking to my wife, and his hand was on her knee "Can I have a kiss?" I heard him ask.
She didn't respond, he leaned in and kissed her lips, "You have really soft lips." he told her.
"Thank you" she responded.
He leant in again and kissed her, this time it was longer, and his tongue had found its way into my wife's mouth, they were now snogging, and normally I would have been ranting over it, but for some reason it was turning me on. My cock was growing, and while they were kissing, John brought his hand up and cupped her tit, massaging it through her dress, pinching her nipple through the material, she stopped kissing him, "We shouldn't. I'm married and he will be back very soon" she told him.
"It's ok, we will hear the front door open, it will be fine," he said to her.
Without waiting for a reply he put his lips to hers once more, but before they touched his tongue came out and licked her lips, her mouth opened and her tongue came out brushing his tongue. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, she sucked on it for a few seconds, and then their lips met, my cock was rock hard by now.
She brought her hand up and put it around his neck, he moved his hand from her tit down her body along her thighs to her knees, he started massaging her knees. I assume he took her arm going around his neck as an ok to go a bit further, because his hand started sliding up the inside of her thigh, thinking my wife would stop him, how wrong was I, as I saw her legs part and his hand slide under her dress.
He was kissing her neck by now, but I couldn't see which side of her panties his fingers were. I do know she was breathing heavily and was starting to moan. I could feel pre-cum oozing out of my cock, seeing my wife become a slut before my eyes was turning me on so much, I needed to be part of it.
I walked back to the front door, opened it and closed it again, then walked into the lounge, John had a beer in his hand, and my wife had a glass of wine, she looked a bit flustered, but all seemed normal.
I sat down next to my wife and drank my beer, "Why don't we move to our place?" I asked.
I looked at John, he seemed a little disappointed, and my wife looked at us both "Why?" she asked.
"Well we have beer and wine at home, we could put some music on, have a bit of a dance, not sit here all quiet afraid of waking people up."
They both agreed it seemed a good idea, "You can just as easily sleep on our sofa," I told John, so it was all agreed. We picked up our things and went next door. We had only been there a couple of minutes when there was a tap on our front door. I opened it, the guy from next door was there. "Is John with you?"
"Yeah its ok, we didn't want to wake anyone, so we moved over to here, he can sleep on my sofa, its fine," I told him.
"Oh ok then, see you tomorrow," he said as he walked away.
I closed the front door and went to get some beers and wine from the fridge. When I came back they were both sat on the sofa, I gave John a beer, poured a glass of wine for my wife, then put some music on, all love songs, so it was slow music to smooch too.
I took my wife by the hand and pulled her up off the sofa, took her in my arms and started dancing with her, pushing my hard cock into her thigh. She had her arms around my neck, and looked me in the eyes, smiled and kissed me, her tongue searching mine out.
When the song ended, I let go of her, "Maybe John would like to dance while I pop to the loo," I said.
John was up of the sofa before she could say anything. I walked out of the room as he took her in his arms and the next song started playing. I looked over my shoulder, my wife had her hands on his shoulders and was watching me walk away, he had his hands on her hips, they were standing close together but not tight, I walked to the bathroom, switched on the light and closed the door, then crept back towards the living room.
As I looked into the room, she had her arms around his neck, he was holding her very close, his hands on her arse, he was grinding his hips against her. I assumed that like mine his cock was rock hard. She looked into his eyes and they kissed hard, he started to raise her dress, she put her hands on his and stopped him, she broke the kiss, "He will be back soon," she told him.
"We will hear the bathroom door open, don't worry," he answered.
He put his lips back onto hers, and she moved her hands away from his as he continued to lift her dress. Once he had it up to her waist he moved his hands to her arse, and slipped a hand around her arse down the back and between her legs. As they continued to dance, they turned so her back was to me. I could see his fingers inside her panties fingering her pussy, she only had one hand around his neck. It was then I realised I had been so intent on watching what he was doing, I hadn't seen her move her hand to his cock and start rubbing it through his jeans. My slut of a wife was letting herself get fingered by another man while she rubbed his cock. I should have been angry and upset, but I wasn't I was hard and randy, and wanted to fuck her and watch her get fucked by another cock.
I walked into the room, they were so engrossed in what they were doing they didn't realise I was there, until I put my arms around my wife and grabbed her tits. John jumped back, fear showing on his face. My wife froze where she stood, neither of them could speak. I calmly kissed my wife's neck as I undid the zip at the back of her dress. I held the dress in place while I undid the clasp of her bra, and slipped them both off her shoulders at the same time, they hit the floor, leaving my wife standing there in just her soaked panties.
Both of them just stood there, probably too frightened to move. I put my fingers into the waist of her panties and started to push them down. Once they were over her arse they fell to the floor exposing her trimmed pussy to John. His eyes now wide open looking at her sexy body, I am still standing behind her. I cupped her tits and rolled her hard nipples between my thumb and forefinger. She gasped as her head came back to rest on my shoulder. I started kissing her neck and ears, something she really likes, as I looked at John, he hadn't moved since I had walked in.
"Are you just going to stand there and watch, or join in?" I asked him.
He didn't need asking twice. He dropped to his knees, lifted one of the wife's legs over his shoulder, and planted his mouth over her pussy. My wife turned her head towards me and kissed me deeply and hard. Her hand reached down for my cock, rubbing it through my jeans. I let go of her tits and opened my jeans, allowing them to drop to the floor around my ankles, pushing my boxers down, my cock getting the release it needed.
