My wife and I had been married for nearly ten years when we began to talk about crazy sex games we have read, heard about, or thought up. Now Dawn and I were married right after high school and had dated just each other several years prior to that So our sexual experience was very limited except for each other.
Dawn was not exactly excited about the idea of me being with other women. It was very exciting when we discussed sex when it involved her with other men. So the turn on for us both seemed to be about her and sex with other men. I tried to gauge how I felt about my wife being with other men and having sex. And I was never repulsed by the idea. In fact I was always very excited by it. My cock hardened and pulse quickened.
Very slowly I began to realize that the idea of other men fucking my wife was something I wanted. No not another man, but that I was turned on yes by the idea of another man, but even more so by other men. And our fantasies became even deeper. And Dawn talked about other men fucking her. And then slowly other men became names and faces in our kinky talks.
I took Dawn's virginity not long after she turned eighteen, but the excitement for us both seemed to be building for her to become active for others. My wife was walking around our neighborhood keeping in shape and a guy lived just 2 blocks from us who was a known womanizer. We had heard of several women he rumored had gotten to come up to his house for sex. It was reported he was a solid for pot, coke, and maybe even heroin, and that he would trade small amounts for sexual favors. Several young women were rumored to be tied to Jason McCullen. Jason had caught my wife walking by his house a few times and had stopped her to visit.
As of so far he had not talked her into visiting him inside but her had invited her in twice now with very crude implications of sexual fun. He had told her if she ever had interest in fun, he wanted her to wear something very sexy for him.
"Dawn you have amazing tits and I would love to see much more of them. I low cut bitch T-shirt could be very sexy." ( a bitch T is torn down to the navel and gaps open all the insides of the breasts and showing the edges of the areolas and even a peak of nipples peaking out.)
Not something my wife has ever worn. My wife has told Jason she didn't own a bitch shirt. He replied if he gave her one would she wear it up for him.
"Yes I will."
"Will you come back in it today?"
"Mmmm I might."
"And Mrs. Martin wear slacks that shows your beautiful camel toe, maybe?
"Jason you are being very crude with me. Are you inviting me back to fuck me?"
"Yes, Mrs. Martin If you come back that is exactly what I want."
"Are you going to invite me in?"
"You know I am, and Dawn come before dark I want to enjoy how sexy you are. And Dawn when I invite you to come inside, will you come in?"
My wife had given Jason a very sexy smile and walked on carrying the bitch T he'd given her. I knew my wife was flirting with Jason and he had been chosen to be the man to break our wedding vows and to become her lover. And when she came from her walk by his house she had decided she wanted it to be now.
Dawn had gone right into our bedroom and returned nude.
"David, in twenty minutes Jason is going to see me just like this."
I smiled at my beautiful naked wife.