I have had a sexual fantasy for quite some time that I have kept hidden from my wife. Until this very moment, I wasn't sure I ever wanted this fantasy to become a reality, so it was not something I could ever share with her. However, without knowing it, my wife is about to fulfill that hidden desire. I am under our bed right now, about to listen to my wife get fucked by another man.
I guess I should let you know some background about my wife, our relationship, and the events that led me to where I am at right now. My name is Randy and my wife's name is Jessica. We were set up by a mutual friend three years ago, when we were both 25 years old. Jessica is short, standing about 5 foot 2. She has long blonde hair, gorgeous blue eyes, and a very pretty face. She has a big smile that draws people to her. Her body is certainly not one of a model, but she has curves in all the right places. It is the type of body that is just calling out for a good fucking. Her best asset is a set of 36D tits that are nice and firm, with perfectly pink nipples. Every time we go out, I catch random guys or friends of mine sneaking a peak at her luscious breasts. This never really bothered me. To the contrary, I was always turned on knowing that men lusted after her body.
I am a good looking guy with a nice personality, but I never had much luck with the ladies before I met Jessica. This is mainly because I was very shy as a teenager and young adult. I was not a virgin by any means, but I definitely did not have the experience with women that most 25 year old men have. I had some drunken hookups in college and some short relationships post college, but I never had any consistent sex up to that point in my life. Having the same need for sexual release that all young men do, I resorted to pleasuring myself quite often. Actually, one of my favorite ways to get myself off was by reading erotic stories on this very site. These stories allowed me to enter into world of sexual fantasy that I wished was my reality. Each story and scenario gave me the ability to imagine that I was the man in the story, pounding some gorgeous woman's pussy as she begged me to fuck her harder. The erotic fiction really helped fill the sexual void that I had at the time. Looking back, I think that my immersion into this world of sexual fiction is what eventually led me to where I am right now.
My relationship with Jessica progressed like most relationships do. We went out a few times and had a lot of fun getting to know each other. After our second and third dates, we fooled around a little bit but I only got as far as fondling her tits. Emotionally, I was just beginning to come out of my shell at the time, and Jessica had a really fun, outgoing personality which helped me with my confidence. After our fourth date, I took her back to my apartment and we fooled around like we had after the last couple of dates. However, this time things went further and we both ended up completely naked in bed. Jessica took control, slid down to my crotch and started fondling my dick. She started with just her hand, but soon began licking up and down my shaft. I was in heaven as she took me into her mouth for the first time. She gave me an incredible blowjob, working my shaft like a pro. We moved into a 69 position and I started licking her pussy as she gave me the best blow job of my life. I was glad to find out that her pussy was just as impressive as her tits. She was completely bald down there and her slit was picture perfect. She was getting very wet as my tongue explored her insides, moaning in delight as she was bobbing up and down on my cock. She suddenly stopped sucking me and told me that she wanted me inside of her. I think I had the condom on within 2 seconds after she said this. She propped herself on top of me, grabbed my dick and slowly lowered her pussy down onto it. I can still remember the feeling of my cock working its way deep inside of her for the first time. Despite the condom, it still felt great as her pussy impaled itself on my cock inch by inch. My dick is pretty average in length, about 6 inches hard, but it seemed to fill her up plenty as she began to ride me. We worked up a nice rhythm with her bouncing up and down on my cock and grinding her pussy into me. I reached up and started stimulating her tits as she rode me. Since this was our first time together, I knew that I was not going to last very long. I flipped her over and began pounding her pussy missionary style. As I was getting close to climaxing, she screamed out that she was cumming. Her pussy pulled my dick in even further and locked down on me as she came. That was about all I could handle as I exploded in the condom soon after, filling it with the biggest climax of my life. I stayed in her for a minute or as we both came down off of our orgasmic high. I still look back at that first time with Jessica as one of the sexual highlights of my life.
Within a year, Jessica and I were engaged. We were deeply in love with one another. We made each other laugh constantly and had a really terrific connection. Our sex life was healthy. The only thing she didn't let me do was cum in her mouth or fuck her in the ass. Other than that, she was pretty adventurous in bed. I certainly didn't feel the need to delve into erotic stories much anymore because my reality was so fulfilling.
That was until a conversation I had with Jessica a couple of weeks before our wedding that was a turning point in my life. We were watching the Seinfeld episode that revolved around the possibility of George having a threesome with his girlfriend at the time. Jerry decided that he wasn't capable of being a threesome guy. In the spirit of the moment, Jessica asked me if I had ever been in a threesome. I told her no, I never had the pleasure of two women at the same time and I certainly wasn't interested in sharing a girl with a dude. I casually turned the question on her, asking if she ever had a threesome. Her answer, surprisingly, was yes. My dick twitched the moment she responded. I tried to play it cool and act like I wasn't that interested in her response, but inside I was going crazy. The same part of me that got turned on by other men checking out her body was the one that wanted to hear about every detail of her threesome experience. I probed subtly, and found out that her threesome was with two men, but after trying to get more details of the event, she said she didn't want to talk about it. I dropped the subject, knowing that I was not going to get any more info out of her at the moment.
For the rest of that day and the weeks that followed leading up to our wedding, I couldn't get the idea of Jessica being with two men out of my mind. I kept wondering how it all played out. Did she get picked up at a bar and taken home by two guys? Did a man that she was dating let his buddy join in the fun one night? Was she taken advantage of while she was drunk? I was consumed by all of the possibilities. I wondered whether the two men just took turns fucking her, or if they spent the night double penetrating her. The next time we had sex, I pictured that night in my head as I thrust into her tight snatch, imagining that I was one of the men double teaming her. The fantasy was such a turn on, and the sex we were having was amazing. Little did she know that it was because I was imagining her with a cock in her mouth as I took her from behind.
My curiosity about my Jessica's threesome continued in the lead up to our wedding. I began to browse Literotica once again, reading stories about "loving wives" whenever I had the chance. The stories acted as fuel to my already burning fantasies. After reading story after story, the fantasy became less about Jessica's past threesome and more about the idea of her being with another man. Even on the night of our wedding, as we were making love for the first time as husband and wife, I was imagining that it was my best man that was pounding her pussy, not me. This was after I read about a story with this similar scenario on this site a week earlier. I couldn't believe where my mind was going with this. I had just married my dream girl, and all I kept thinking about was other men fucking her brains out, pumping their cocks in and out of all of her holes and covering her in cum. What was wrong with me?
The fantasy continued long after we returned from our honeymoon. Each time we fucked, I would imagine that it was another man's cock inside of her gorgeous mouth and pussy. It got to the point that I couldn't get off without this fantasy in my head. I felt guilty about this, but there was little I could do to stop it. My mind had gone to a place that there was no coming back from. Every time we went out to dinner with our other married friends, I was wishing that one of the other husbands would bend my wife over the table, lift her dress and fuck her like mad.
Things only got worse once the honeymoon stage of the marriage wore off. Her once strong sexual appetite began to shrink and we were only fooling around once a week. Meanwhile my libido was through the roof. I began to pleasure myself more and more when Jessica was not around. Almost exclusively, I was reading stories about loving wives. Wives that willingly or unwillingly had sex with other men. Whether the story was about a wife cheating on her husband with his best friend, or getting raped by the mailman, I couldn't get enough. I encouraged Jessica to run errands or go out with friends as much as possible. This gave me the time alone I needed to jerk off while reading stories about cheating wives and cuckolded husbands.
One Saturday, with Jessica out doing some grocery shopping , I took my customary seat in front of the computer and was about to go to the Literotica site, when I noticed that my wife left her Facebook account open and logged-in. I was about to close her session of Facebook, but couldn't resist the temptation of taking a peek in her message inbox first. I went to her inbox and scrolled through the typical messages between girlfriends making plans, saying hello to old acquaintances, etc., before a message caught my eye for some reason. The subject was "Where you at?" and the message was from a friend of Jessica's named Harris. I could see that the message was sent using Facebook mobile, so Jessica and Harris obviously wrote to each other from their mobile devices. I clicked on the message thread and read the following exchange:
Harris: "What section are you in?"
Jessica: "With hubby in section 127...Where you?"
Harris: "One section over, 126, row 7"
Jessica: "Restroom?"
Harris: "Great seeing you. You look amazing! Lunch soon?"
Jessica: "Definitely!! Looking forward to it"
My heart was racing as I was reading all of this. I was confused, attempting to put together the pieces. I saw the messages were sent in the evening on April 5th. That was last week. I remembered immediately that my wife and I went to a baseball game that night. She was on her Blackberry for most of the game, which is not unusual. In the middle of the fourth inning she said she needed to go to the bathroom. I offered to go with her, but she said that wasn't necessary. She told me to stay and enjoy the game. She was gone quite a long time, about 20 minutes. When she came back she said the line was really long for the ladies room. She also mentioned that she ran into an old friend of hers named Harris. I didn't think anything of it at the time, but I now realize that she neglected to tell me that her "running into" Harris was not random. It was a pre-arranged meeting. Nor did she mention any plans to meet him for lunch. I was really angry. I couldn't believe what I was reading. How could she arrange to meet some other guy when she was out with her husband? And then make plans to go to lunch with him? Even if it was innocent and non-sexual, the fact that she was not being honest with me made me furious. During all of this, I neglected to notice that my dick was hard as a rock. In a flash, my anger dissipated. I had been fantasizing about Jessica fucking another man for the last year and now I am reading secret messages between her and this guy Harris. Isn't this exactly what I wanted? I decided to search her inbox for other messages between the two of them. There was only one other thread and it was from two months earlier, in February. The message was titled "Long time" and read like this:
