I wrote a story about 5 months ago; this is the prelude to that. We moved onto others later, as I'm sure you'll read.
I remember the first time Sue actually mentioned that her ultimate fantasy was to have two guys at once, and that really it was every woman's fantasy, I was shocked that she could want somebody else other than me, we had quite a row.
As time moved on I often thought of that conversation, and found I got aroused each time I thought of her with another man & getting "spit-roasted". I asked her several times if "we" could meet up with some guy's and make the fantasy a reality, but although it was her fantasy, she didn't want to act it out, this I found strange, how can you have a fantasy, and when offered , turn it down?
One night while watching an erotic movie, the woman on-screen was getting the pleasure of two guys, I mentioned again to Sue that my fantasy was to see her getting fucked stupid by some hunky, well hung guy, while she sucked my cock. She agreed that we should give it a go. WOW, at last, my cock nearly exploded right there and then. Our lovemaking was really passionate that night, pure lust, all I could imagine was my lovely wife getting fucked by someone else.
I always thought she'd held back for fear of my jealousy, I think at last she'd got the point that as long as we did this together nothing would come between us.
After joining an internet adult club, we advertised to meet single guys, the ad read:-
Married, secure couple, S, 37, 5'8", str8, very pretty, sexy size 18, 42DD, red hair, loves cock, sucking, fucking wants to try DP for the first time. A, 37, 5'8", str8, voyeur, would love to see S getting it on with W/E hunk.
We would like to meet up with guy to give S her ultimate fantasy, can you keep it up?
Must like BBW
Photos/video for our collection only
After several days our inbox was full of prospective suitors, the obvious morons and photo collectors (why do they bother), were soon deleted, location age and size got rid of a few more, we were left with half a dozen or so guys who met our criteria.
A few emails/photo's later and the guy was selected, Martin, 40 years old, straight, 5'8, medium build, W/E, bald, with goatee beard who lived approximately 10 mile away, but most of all loved the more "ample" woman.
A date was set, Martin had booked a hotel room for the night, and adjoining was a nice pub.
When the day finally arrived, Sue and I were both a little nervous, Sue more so, but the excitement was unbelievable. Sue bathed for an hour or so, shaving all her bits/legs etc, making sure she was ready for what was about to happen. I began to wonder whether she would ever get out, or end up looking like a prune.
We both went to the bedroom, Sue had placed a purple silk Basque on the bed, it's laces tied up at the front, had black lace at each end to slightly cover her breasts and thigh's. Also, her stockings were placed next to it, plain black fishnets;
I knew she would look fabulous. Watching her slowly lace up the Basque, rolling up her stockings and clipping them on, finally covering it with a very short black skirt, and a black top, this showed her beautiful cleavage. This was finished off with a knee length black boots, and small black jacket.
Watching you wife get dressed up to go and fuck some other guy is a truly amazing experience, you're not quite sure what she is thinking, the apprehension of whether his cock may be bigger and feel better to her? Will you feel jealous? a thousand and one things go through you mind, each one arousing you more.
The time was now 740pm, and time to leave, I asked Sue again if she wanted to carry this through, a slight blush and nod of the head told me she was really looking forward to it.
We arrived at the pub at about 8pm as agreed, the walking in the pub is quite nerve wracking, your not sure if anybody has turned up, or they may be just down right ugly, as soon as we entered Mart stood out, that gleaming head certainly made it easier to spot him, and his photo's were genuine.
The pub was quite empty, a few couples placed around, but thankfully none within earshot of our conversation.
We went straight over and sat down beside him and we all quickly introduced ourselves, Mart offered to go to the bar and get the drinks, two pints of lager and Vodka and orange for Sue (Dutch courage I think).
On his return, things seemed a lot more relaxed, our chatting soon got round to sex, Mart explained how enjoyed taking part in MMF fun, especially larger women, to see their tits swirl round and round as they're getting rammed with cock, I agreed whole heartedly, this helped to put Sue at ease, as, like all women they over stress about their size.
My turn for the drinks I think, I took a little longer than I would have normally, I looked back at Sue, and saw her giggling in a shy naïve way, Mart had dropped his hand onto the top of her knee, she looked over at me for approval I think, which she got with a wink. She didn't push his hand away, just blushed ever so slightly, perhaps only I could tell how she was feeling. The sight of her flirting with this new guy, especially for me (or was it), just started to get the blood pumping. I returned, this time I sat next to Mart, a double Vodka and orange for Sue, and she could tell, "Trying to get me drunk?" she said, "You bet" we said in unison "Why is that then?"
I leant over the table and whispered in her ear
"so we can both fuck the arse off you" "I don't need to be drunk for that"
Mart excused himself, at which point I asked Sue if she fancied fucking this nice gent,
"Try and fucking stop me" came the reply,
it wasn't meant as it sounded, she knew from my looks that I wanted to watch her get it on.
Mart soon returned, and made a nice remark of how sexy Sue looked, he sat opposite me and next to Sue, for all of three seconds she looked nervous again, but that soon disappeared. The subject obviously continued along the lines of sex, Mart asked me why I would want to share my lovely wife; I explained how it had started, and how I had fantasized about watching her, that, like a new car, you want to show it off………….. Mart's hand had drifted down onto what I presume was Sue's thigh, I couldn't see because of the table, "Stockings, I love stockings", said Mart,
Sue's breathing had quickened ever so slightly, her lips pouted, and a whole new glow took over her. I continued with my drivel, which I don't think anybody was listening to, and to be honest nor did I, I wanted to see her being aroused.
Sue was obviously relaxed now, and starting to feel more confident about her sexual prowess over us both. We were like lap dogs waiting for her to set the rules; we didn't have to wait long, she looked Mart right in the eye,
"Mart, are you going to take me to your room then?"
"You bet" he said.
The remainder of our drinks were very quickly consumed, Mart led the way, followed by Sue, with myself bringing up the rear, all three of us headed out of the pub. As soon as we got out of the door, Mart swung Sue round and started to kiss her, I could see his tongue enter her mouth, and she responded back with her own, here is my wife French kissing another guy right in front of my eyes I felt like a spare part, but a very aroused spare part, he rubbed his hand up the outside of her skirt and up onto her breasts removing his tongue from her wet mouth and down onto her neck, she was in heaven, as was I.
"Time to move on?" I said.
They were so engrossed in each other they didn't hear,
"We going up to the room then?" I said slightly louder.
"Let's go" came the reply.
With that, all three of us entered the lobby and made our way up to Mart's room. Number 14, Mart unlocked the door and switched on the lights. We followed and closed the door behind.
I moved out the way, and let them carry on with what they were doing. I positioned my video camera on the tripod facing the bed, I had to be quick as they were all over each other, I looked behind, they were stood up, hands were everywhere, though at this point all of us were fully clothed. They continued where they had left off outside the pub, tongues and lips meeting, and Sue looking occasionally at me giving a knowing wink of the pleasure she knew it was giving me. Sue finally pulled her lips away.
"Shall we make our way over to the bed?" said Sue.
"I have a bottle of Champagne, seems a shame not to enjoy" Mart replied.
Sue was well impressed, and we each had a glass. I was still stood up, we were all just chatting, there glasses were placed on the bedside table, and normal service was resumed.
