This is part 2 of the story of a husband wanting to watch his wife getting fucked by another man.
I recommend reading part 1 first.
After years of fantasising, things had progressed rapidly after she met a young admirer at an evening class. Following a night out, where he fingered her and she sucked him off in the back of a taxi, we look to take it to the next level.
The story contains wife sharing content, so if that's not your thing, just skip it and read something that floats your boat instead.
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Over the following days after the Christmas night out, I thought a lot about whether I wanted to take things further between Grace and Jordan. Their liaisons so far, where he had sucked her tits in our car and then fingered her in the taxi before she sucked him off, had been highly erotic and exciting. Grace had certainly left the possibility of being with him again open and had left the decision mainly with me.
I had never expected us to to get this close to realising my long standing fantasy of her taking another man's cock for me, but it seemed like we now had the perfect opportunity. So I quickly came to the conclusion that I definitely wanted it to happen.
In my mind, there were a few options of how I could witness seeing them together. I could secretly watch them from some hidden place in our house. I could set up some hidden cameras in our bedroom and watch and record them together. Or, we could be totally open and tell Jordan everything and see if he would want to join us in a threesome and fuck her while I watched and participated.
After thinking carefully about each option, I came to the conclusion that I wanted to be there in the room to witness first hand my lovely wife taking another man's cock for the first time. That decided, I talked through the options with her, without telling her my view, and then asked her what she wanted to happen.
For her, it was simple and she came to the same conclusion I had. If it was going ahead, she wanted me in the room with her and wanted me participating in what would turn out to be a threesome.
'If we are going to do this,' she said, 'we are going to really do it properly and give you what you've been wanting for so long. We might only ever do this once, so let's get everything out in the open and throw ourselves into it.
'If Jordan doesn't want to do this, you have to promise me, that's the end of it. I won't see him again or anyone else ever for that matter.'
'Okay, I promise,' I said.
After asking me if I was sure about this about twenty times and telling me about the risks again and again, she arranged to have a coffee in a busy coffee shop outside of town with him to give him the option. She told him I knew everything that had happened between them, that I had encouraged it and all about my long held fantasy of watching her with another man.
She said he was totally surprised that I knew about him and he sat quietly for a few minutes thinking. He told her that I must be mad sharing her with anyone, but knew from reading about it and watching videos, how common a fantasy it was. And yes he was definitely up for it.
'As long as I get to fuck you, I don't care where we are or who else is there. Anyway, I've always fancied a threesome. I just hoped it would be me and two girls,' he joked.
Then he added, 'I don't mind the threesome so much, but it would be great if it could just be me and you alone for a bit, perhaps when we've finished the threesome session with Alan?'
She hadn't ruled that out, but told him that we would see how things went.
So that was it, decision made. Suddenly it was all so real and it was finally going to happen.
Grace, ever the practical one, then said 'before we set anything up, I need to be sure that you really want this now, I don't want anything to come between us later.
'If we do this, you need to know that I won't be just laying back and putting on a show for you. I will be giving myself completely to this young handsome man and I am going to enjoy it too.
'I will be sucking on his big cock, licking and sucking his balls. Letting him put his fingers and mouth on my pussy, letting him suck on my nipples.
'You will be watching as I steer that big cock into my pussy until it's deep inside me and I'm wanting him to pound it hard into me.
'You need to know that I will cum on his cock or on his mouth, probably more than once. Can you stand that, seeing your wife writhing on another man's cock before he makes her cum?
'And what about when he is thrusting that thing into me, making me moan, with me encouraging him to empty those big balls deep inside me as he fills your wife's pussy up with his thick cum.
'You've always had a thing about seeing another man's cum leaking from my used and freshly fucked pussy, but do you really want to see that?
'And what if I give in to what he wants and later go to bed with him alone. Could you stand to hear us fucking through the bedroom wall as he takes your wife again and again and fucks her senseless with his big cock. Hearing me cuming and asking him to fuck me harder and fill me up with his cum.
'So think carefully, before we do anything, because if you don't like the sound of any of that now, you definitely won't want to see it happening right here in our house, right here in our bed.
'Remember this is not just a fantasy anymore, it's very real, and if we do it, we can't suddenly undo it. It will stay with us forever.
'So, If there's even the remotest chance you will think worse of me for doing this for you, or you think it could threaten what we have together, you need to stop it now. I've already given you plenty to satisfy your fantasy by letting him suck on my tits and finger me before I sucked him off like a cheap tart in the back of a taxi. Isn't that enough?'
Hearing her set it out so graphically like that, certainly made me stop and think. I knew she was both testing me and warning me of the clear danger involved in what I was instigating. As she had described each part of what was likely to happen, a clear picture had formed in my mind of them doing those things together. My reaction was a mixture of massive arousal, but also a fair bit of anxiety and jealousy.
Was I really prepared to cross that line from fantasy to reality and see my wife enjoy things with a relative stranger that she had only experienced with me for the last twenty years. As she said, once done it couldn't be undone and I would have to live with those images of her getting fucked forever.
But I had been over this in my mind a million times and knew the risks, but also knew I really wanted it to happen. So I just said to her, 'message him and tell him to come here on Saturday night.'
In the following days, she again must have asked me twenty times if I was sure I wanted us to do this.
Saturday was here before we knew it and Grace spent a lot of time and effort preparing for Jordan's arrival and she looked gorgeous and very sexy. She had made sure her legs and her pussy were fully shaven and had on her sexiest underwear, beneath a short skirt and skimpy top, which did little to hide her heavy breasts.
She had taken complete control now and had obviously given lots of thought to what she wanted to happen. She had prepared a lovely meal and nice wine and had told me how she wanted things to go.
She wanted us to have a few drinks together, then the meal and then she wanted us to go up to our bedroom. The men would strip off and she would be in the middle of the bed in her underwear with Jordan and me either side of her. Then anything goes she had said and she would try and give me as much attention as she did him, but couldn't promise anything, as after all, she could have me any time.
She asked me if she should let him cum inside her. Wow! What a question I thought and this seemed to make it all suddenly so real. But of course I told her that she should. It was after all a big part of the fantasy.
Then she asked me what I thought about Jordan's request for her to then go to bed with him alone, as he would be staying the night in the spare bedroom. I was less sure about this and said we should see how it goes, but in principle if she wanted to do it then she should do it.
She said if it came to that, she would leave the door open and I could watch them fucking or could even join them in bed at some stage.
She then took hold of my face looked me directly in the eye with a serious look on her face and said 'Listen, it's not too late to call it off.'
'No,' I said, 'I want us to do it.'
'Okay,' she said, 'but if you want to stop it at any stage, just tell me and we'll send him straight home and that's the end of it.'
'What, after you've shaved your pussy for him and put on your sexiest underwear,' I said trying to make light of what was getting to be a very dangerous crossroads in our marriage.
'Don't,' she said, 'I'm serious, we don't have to do this.'
'I know but we are, and we're going to enjoy it. Likewise, if you want to stop it at any stage, just shout.'
'I love you,' was all that she said.
Jordan arrived around 7pm. He had also made an effort and looked very smart and handsome. Stood in the kitchen next to him with drinks in our hands chatting, he looked even more imposing. He was tall and more powerfully built than I remembered and other than a bit of awkwardness at the start, we all seemed pretty relaxed together, considering what we all knew lay ahead.
Grace seemed very comfortable in his company and they chatted away to each other, with him occasionally touching her arm or brushing against her waist. I couldn't help thinking though, that this was the man that would shortly be shoving his big dick into my lovely wife and I wondered if we were all having similar thoughts.
The meal went very well and after a few more drinks we all relaxed a bit more. There was always the underlying tension between us though, knowing what we would soon be doing.
When he excused himself to go to the bathroom, Grace turned to me with a look of urgency on her face, 'well what do you think, are we doing this?'
