Authors note: This is the continuing story of a Polyamorous husband and wife, very much in love with each other, rediscovering the joys of having sex with others after years of keeping to themselves.
The husband is bisexual, and as such there are scenes that involve two men, so if that's not your cup of tea you should be open to having your boundaries expanded a bit or tap out now.
I strongly recommend reading The Right Fit and then Before the Right Fit prior to checking out the below.
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The dam that had begun to break during our two trips to Hedo had been split wide open by Donnell. Marie, my wife of 18 years, a beautiful 5'10" Nordic blue eyed blonde, and I spent the rest of the weekend talking about Friday night with Donnell and what opening up our relationship again would mean for us. I told her about how I had fantasized about a night like that for years, and Marie admitted that she had been thinking about other lovers ever since we met Jack and Jill at Hedo two years ago.
"And I'm confused as fuck about my interest in women." She told me Saturday evening. "I've never felt bi, never identified that way. But I enjoyed myself with Jill and fantasized about doing more for two years. Letting go at Hedo last month was amazing. Kissing another woman while you licked my pussy and fucked another woman got me off. You've rubbed off on me, Nick!"
I smiled and told her I understood. "So what next?"
"I'd like to see Donnell again. As long as that's okay with you. Maybe even make it a regular thing. I really liked him."
"I know. I was there." I said with a grin. "And yes I'm fine with continuing with him as well."
"Okay. And here's the thing. You remember how you were with the leash and collar at Hedo."
I smiled, boy did I. The memory still got me instantly hard every time it crossed my mind. "Of course, it was erotic as hell."
"Well I might want to try something similar with Donnell. Do you think he would be into that?"
I saw Donnell in the sauna at our gym on Wednesday. We were alone and so I had talked to him about Marie's request.
"That's good. That's how I like to be involved with other couples. Last weekend was okay but you were both too willful. If you want this to continue, you will both need to submit."
I agreed and told Marie about it that night.
"Holy crap. Do you think he was serious or just role playing?"
"I'm honestly not sure. And I'm fine with the role playing of this, but I'm not interested in being a cuck."
"And I'm not interested in you being one". She assured me with a small kiss. "I say we go forward, but are ready to bail if it gets too weird. When did he say he could come over next?"
"He didn't. But he did say that we should be prepared for him to stop by at any time and that when he does, he expects to be taken care of without complaint."
Marie's eyes widened a bit at this. "Okay, fuck, this is crazy Nick. I love you."
"I know." I replied with a smile.
It was nearly two weeks later when we next saw Donnell. Marie and I were on the back patio, having a glass of wine by the pool and listening to music when I heard a familiar voice call over the fence.
"Hey Nick, come and let me in."
I went to the side gate, heart pounding. What was this going to be like? I opened the door and Donnell strode by me heading towards the bar. I closed the gate and turned around to follow.
"Hi Donnell," Marie called out.
"Down on your knees," was his reply.
Marie hesitated for a moment. It was still twilight outside.
"Don't make me ask again."
Marie complied, the flush of red coming to her white cheeks. Donnell stopped before her and took his large flaccid penis out of his jeans, offering it to her. She took it into her mouth at once and began to suck, lick and stroke him to hardness. He put his large hands on her head as she worked, while I stood a few feet away, watching, unsure of what to do.
"Don't hold back. Make me cum," Donnell commanded. Marie took more of that 9 inch cock into her mouth, making a gurgling sound as she brought him down her throat. She would come up every few seconds for air before diving back down to engulf him again. Finally, after perhaps five minutes he came and she swallowed, a few dribbles coming out of her mouth and down her chin.
"Good," He said, putting his cock back in his pants. He turned around and walked out of the yard without another word. Marie and I went upstairs and fucked hard, our orgasms strong and loud.
That routine continued about once a week for several months. There was no pattern we could tell as to when he would arrive. It could be morning, noon or night any day of the week. The only variation came twice when Marie was out at a store, and Donnell used me in the same way on both occasions. However, he would turn around and leave if it was only Marie at home when he visited.
By the end of those first couple of months, Marie and I were getting antsy. The anticipation was hot, and Marie and I found ourselves in a near constant state of arousal whenever we were home. We were fucking each other almost daily. But we also wanted things to progress.
"I mean, it's fun but I don't want this to continue forever." Marie said one night after Donnell had left. I kissed a dribble of his cum off her chin.
"Maybe you need to ask him to fuck you?"
"It's worth a shot."
The next time Donnell came over and Marie went to her knees to remove his cock, she said as she unzipped him. "Please fuck me with your cock tonight Donnell. I've been wanting it for so long."
Donnell put himself back in his shorts and zipped his fly.
"If you are unhappy with this arrangement we can end it any time. Otherwise, don't ask me for something ever again. Understood?"
"Yes," she squeaked. He took his cock back out for her and she got him off.
Four visits later nothing had changed and Marie and I were talking seriously about calling it quits and about how we might find someone else to play with.
I'm positive that Donnell must have sensed that moment coming, because the next time he visited, it was different.
It was Friday night and Marie and I had been enjoying wine in the warm early summer air. We heard Donnell call from the side of the house, and Marie nodded to me. We had agreed that if nothing changed this time, we would tell him not to bother coming back.
I let Donnell in as Marie waited patiently on her knees by the bar. He walked up to her and she took out his cock, beginning to suck mechanically. After just a few moments he stopped her, pulled her up from the ground and said, "take me to your bed." He then turned around to look at me and continued, "you can come upstairs, but only to watch and clean up after."
We all went up to the bedroom. I sat on a chair across from the bed as Marie took off her clothes. As she removed her shorts I could see that her underwear was completely soaked. Donnell reached out to touch her sex, and Marie stiffened and let out a moan of pleasure.
"Good. This is how you should always be for me. If you are, you will get to feel my cock inside you. If you're not, you will suck me till I cum and then I will leave. Understood?"
Marie nodded and sat down on the bed. He flipped her over onto her hands and knees and she put her ass high into the air. I could see and smell her open flower from across the room. Donnell pushed the head of his 9 inch thick black dick against her and slid in smoothly. She orgasmed immediately and loudly even though he had not begun to thrust in and out. He waited for her to finish and then said. "If you come again before I tell you it's okay, it will be months before I fuck you again."
"Yes, Donnell, yes I understand." She said and then bit down on her lip to keep from saying more.
"Good," he said and then began to fuck her in long hard strokes. I could see the intense look of concentration on her face, trying not to let the wave crash over her. He came not a minute later while smacking her ass and telling her how great her tight white pussy felt.
He withdrew and began to dress as the cum began to leak out of her pussy and said to me, "you may clean her now and she may orgasm from it. I'll let myself out."
I immediately went to Marie's soaking wet hole and began to clean her of her juices while fingering her. As we heard the door close downstairs, Marie exploded into orgasm. "Holy fuck, Nick. Holy, fuck."
She climbed on to of me and began to work my rock hard cock with her pussy, squeezing me tight inside her until we both came again and then fell into each other's arms and fell asleep.
The rest of the summer went by in a blur. The visits were weekly now, but when he fucked her, the next session, sometimes two, would be blowjobs only. When he fucked her, it would sometimes be for minutes, sometimes hours, allowing her to have multiple continuous orgasms. Sometimes he would allow her to suck my cock during the sessions, sometimes he would allow me to suck his between strokes into her pussy. We never knew what to expect, except that he demanded 100% control while he was there.
Other than for the day or two after a hard fuck session, Marie and I had begun making love twice a day, sometimes three or four times on the weekend. We simply couldn't get enough of each other.
Towards the beginning of September, he was laying on his back on our bed, Marie riding him hard, as I watched from the side. Though tan from laying out by the pool all summer, the contrast of their skin was as stark as ever. He pulled her toward his face, her breasts pressing into his muscled chest, and whispered something to her. Her eyes got big, and I could tell she was struggling not to rebel against whatever he had just said.
She looked over at me with those big blue eyes, here hair matted from the sweat of the hour plus long session.
"Nick, please come over here and fuck my ass."
Oh, fuck. I was frozen. In all the years we'd been together, it was one thing that we never did after one uncomfortable attempt on our honeymoon. "I don't think that's for me," she had told me after I had worked the head of my dick into her tight, virgin asshole. She didn't like it licked or fingered either.
