by Matthew Lee
A brief glow from a cell phone illuminated everyone. Andrew barked at the guy, telling him that wasn’t allowed back here and to take it outside. He hustled off but not before I saw John, a friend from sales I’d known for years and the source of the voice I’d recognized. Andrew spotting me amongst the gathered men. The darkness closed in again and Andrew said nothing.
Alex moaned. “Fuck, she’s got my whole dick down her throat.”
“Do you want Alex to cum in your mouth too, Emma?”
“Mmnh hmm.”
“She said yes, Alex. Don’t hold back. She wants it. She wants all our cum. Don’t you, Emma?”
She pulled her mouth off Alex for a second to say: “Yessssss,” before slurping his dick back in.
One by one Andrew fed my wife every cock in the room save mine and his. Something told me his was only minutes away. As each man climaxed, Emma sucked their sperm out and then they wandered back out to the party. At last it came down to him and me. Emma was still oblivious to my presence.
“Did that turn you on, Sam?” he said.
Emma’s head whipped around. Our eyes met.
“How long have you been here?” she asked.
“Almost from the beginning.”
“You’re always watching me do naughty things, Baby.”
Andrew helped her to her feet and steered her towards one of the padded beds. She sat on the edge and he lifted his dick to her mouth. She was smiling at me as she slipped him in. He held her head and fucked her mouth for a few minutes, growing harder, and then he pushed her onto her back.
“Go around to the other side and get on the bed,” he told me. “Grab her ankles. Open her up for my cock.”
I knew exactly what he was telling me to do. Any protest I had needed to be stated now. He had dropped a bomb at my feet and dared me to throw it away. I couldn’t. Emma looked so sexy on her back, her pussy only a few inches away from his cock. My hesitation made his dick pulse harder. He knew he had me. No matter what I pretended to, I wanted him to fuck my wife.
I did as I was told. I walked around the bed and then climbed up on it. I crawled forward on my knees until my balls were over her face and then I reached down and gripped her ankles. Emma whimpered. I straightened up and pulled her legs back and spread them and her married pussy blossomed in his face. He leaned forward and aimed his cock at her wet hole.
I had no sheers or glass between us, no distance or distractions. He was mere inches away from Emma’s hot cunt and he was huge. His head looked too wide for her small tunnel. Her hips rolled sensuously, anticipating penetration. He placed the head at her entrance and paused.
“Tell me to fuck your wife,” he said.
“Fuck my wife,” I instantly replied. Emma moaned. “Fuck her deep and strong and slow. Fill her with your sperm.”
Andrew looked down and held her upright thighs. He eased his weight forward and her labia blossomed around his invading head. Emma moaned, Andrew moaned, and I moaned.
Andrew started to fuck my wife.
My dick turned to iron. Emma moved her pelvis to take his girth, grunting and gasping as he stuffed her with inches. I knew this was their first time by the look on his face and the unpredictable way her body jumped and writhed.
I handed off her legs to him and crawled off the bed to watch. She turned her face to me but her hands went to his shoulders.
“Kiss me,” she said. “Kiss me while Andy fucks me.”
I leaned over. The fireworks going off in my mind were astonishing. Her lips bounced to the rhythm of his pounding. I kissed my beautiful wife while another man fucked her and it was delicious and erotic. We were both submitting to him. I tenderly brushed her hair from her face. Her eyes were filled with love. I cupped her fat tits and offered them to Andrew and he feasted on her sensitive nipples, his tongue lewdly circling her areola.
“Is that huge cock going to make you cum, Honey?” I asked.
“Yessssss,” she breathed.
I leaned down her body to lick her clit while his shank sawed in and out. Emma cried out and covered her face. My tongue touched his slippery dick-skin a couple times as it sailed by but nobody cared.
I leaned back to watch again and began stroking my dick. Andrew smiled but Emma got a look of rampant lust.
“Oh, fuck, Sam,” she groaned. “That’s so hot! Jerk your dick while I get fucked. Watch your wife, Baby. Isn’t it the hottest thing? Do I look sexy?”
“Like an epic slut,” I said. “You look amazing.”
She turned her attention back to Andrew and started raising her hips to him. I faded into the background for both. Her tits bounced and his hips rose and fell, slapping skin on skin.
I became dimly aware we’d been joined by someone and looked over to see Jared and Erin. Their eyes were huge, clearly never expecting to see Emma and I at one of these parties. They were naked and Erin had a much better body naked than I’d expected. Jared was scrawny but his dick was beefy. Not huge, bigger than mine but smaller than Andrew. I guessed only the Hispanic Giant had a dick bigger than Andrew. It seemed everyone had a dick bigger than me. I wasn’t feeling sorry for myself; I had an amazing wife and two wonderful kids. I had health and wealth and happiness. I’m just saying.
Jared left Erin’s side and stepped to the edge of the bed. He offered Emma his soft cock. I suffered a tense moment of indecision, unsure how I felt about this development. Andrew made my choice for me. He leaned over and kissed Emma and then turned her face to Jared’s cock. She hesitated, having never been with two men at the same time, but Jared aggressively aimed his prick at her mouth. My wife opened up instinctively. Erin’s expression was one of a woman who has often put up with her partner’s thoughtless decisions and she came to sit on an unoccupied corner of the mattress.
Jared held Emma’s head and forced his cock into her mouth until his pubic hair brushed her nose. She resisted only a moment, stiff and tense and then relaxing and opening wide. Now a man fucked her at each end and that began to stoke a fire she’s never had lit. When Andrew flipped her over onto all fours, she quickly sought to replace Jared’s penis in her mouth. Now the two men could fuck her smoothly and they did.
After a while Jared said he wanted her pussy and Andrew told him no, enjoy what you have. The kid looked frustrated but took his lumps, fucking my wife’s mouth harder, which she loved. Andrew smacked her ass and the slap echoed around the room. Three more men entered the room to watch.
I thought Erin must have come to terms with her boyfriend’s infidelity because she now openly masturbated as she watched Emma get fucked, but quickly realized it was Andrew she lusted for. I wondered if the men would move on to her but no, they stayed with my wife. I suspected my presence had something to do with that. Fucking another man’s wife right in front of him must be intoxicating.
One of the men watching came and took Erin’s hand to led her away and she tried to catch Jared’s eye but he was too focused on my woman. With a little shrug, she went with the man to a nearby bed and laid on her back, spreading her legs. I sensed she did it as much from a desire to annoy Jared as a desire for the man. The man did not care either way. Erin was cute and he wanted to fuck her. He moved on top and they began. Erin crossed her ankles behind the man.
The threesome in front of me had my blood boiling. Emma was a natural. Andrew drove her close to climax again and again, only to slow down or pull out, driving her crazy. Jared came first, filling Emma’s mouth with hot syrup. She swallowed all of it because that’s what she did now. He took a position to watch like me, unaware, yet, of Erin’s tryst.
One of the men watching took his place. He was an older gent, balding but well-maintained, and Emma welcomed him with a wicked smile. My wife had a new love for sucking cock.
Andrew grunted and a thrill tingled my balls. I realized I was anticipating him filling my wife with cum. That same charge I got back on Halfmoon Key the morning after I saw her sucking him returned, titillating me, tightening my nuts. He was my boss
and he was fucking my wife. I knew before too long he’d flood her insides with hot cum. She’d carry him around inside for days. I groaned involuntarily and stroked faster.
The gentleman fucking her mouth stepped back and pushed her head to the mattress. Andrew gripped her hips and began slamming his cock home. Emma emitted a constant flow of moans now and I knew that cock was driving her towards orgasm. Andrew’s cock. In my wife. About to make her cum. My heart hammered in my chest. I was dying to see it. I wanted the man to conquer my wife right in front of me. He looked away from her obscenely spread cunt and found me.
“Where you want it?” he grunted.
Emma knew what we negotiated.
“Ooooohhhhh, fuuuuck,” she sobbed.
“Flood her cunt,” I growled, because I wanted him to. “Pump her full of your sperm.”
“Give it to me, Andy,” she begged. “Oh my God. I can’t believe it. Yes, fuck me. Fill my little pussy with your jizz. Fuck me, fuck me, fuuucccckkk meeeeeeeeooooo! Fuck! Here it comes!”
Her body went nuts. Older Gent held her down while Andrew pounded her and she screamed as she climaxed all over Andrew’s driving rod. Her body shook and her lips trembled. Her screams became sobs and nonsense words and Andrew pushed his dick all the way in. Emma squirmed, stuck like a pig. Whatever he touched way up in there seemed to send a climactic surge racing through her. She cried out and went limp.
Andrew slowed to a stop. Everyone caught their breath. When he moved a leg his cock rubbed her insides and she jumped, sucking air as her overly-sensitive nerves begged to be left alone.
I marveled at the sight. Andrew behind, fat cock buried firmly. Emma, head down, ass up. Older Gent, still erect, keeping her shoulders pinned to the bed. Glorious.
After long, silent moments, Andrew started the machine up again. Emma took it like a champ, soon pushing her hips back to meet his thrusts. She wanted his cum inside her. After a while he slammed her faster and drew a lung full of air. Here it comes. His hips pounded my sweet wife.
“Ungh! Fuck. Yeah. Aaaagh! Take it, Emma. God! I love fucking you!”
The first spurt splashed her cervix and he drove every inch deep. The second spurt shot through the tiny opening directly into her womb. He held himself balls-deep and pumped another surge into her. Then another and another. His back arched and his hips tried to shove more of his formidable cock into her but he could go no deeper. The fat shaft bucked and jumped as he drained his balls inside her. He roared with pleasure, filling her at last. Emma urged him on, begging my boos for his seed.
I sank to my knees and leaned on the edge of the bed. My jerking hand was a blur. I shot white-hot cum all over the carpet watching Andrew inseminate my lovely wife. I came so hard I felt like my balls were going to turn themselves inside out.
When he was finally spent, Andrew dropped to the floor. His cock looked like a gleaming snake. The Older Gent turned Emma on her back and hurried around to the other side. She offered no protest. He slid his dick along her slit, looking for her hole, and then sank deep. He fucked her wilted body until she came around and began fucking him back. By the time he emptied himself inside her, she was coaxing him, asking for his load.
The last man stepped up. He too pushed his erection into Emma. Now she was awake and ready for more and she encouraged him to fuck her hard. All of us watched with admiration as he ripped an intense orgasm from her exhausted body before draining his balls in her pussy.
From the bed next to us, Erin cried out in climax. Jared finally noticed and his head whipped around, his face twisted in displeasure. He jumped to his feet, pointing.
“Sit down,” Andrew barked.
Jared stopped cold. He sat, but kept his eyes on Erin. The man had her legs in the air and reamed her pussy like an athlete. He leaned over and they kissed and his hips moved faster until stopping abruptly, pushing his cock all the way in to erupt inside her.
What a night of unearthly fucking.
I climbed on the bed next to my wife, desperately wishing I had a hard dick. I wanted to add my cum to theirs. If we ever did this again, I’d have to learn better control.
“Hey,” she murmured.
I gazed down at her. She looked enchanting. Her swollen nipples had smeared saliva from multiple men, her puffy labia were a mess of seminal fluids, cloudy milk leaked down her ass-crack and into the mattress. She had hair stuck to her sweaty, bite-mark covered skin; black, blonde, even gray. She was a whorish mess.
“You okay?” she asked.
I grinned. “I’m great. Wish I could fuck you right now but other than that I’m fantastic.”
I kissed her and tasted the bouquet of men she’d swallowed.
Monday morning, everything was different. I saw Jared first and he gave me that chin-jerk hello guys do and said nothing but I saw him in a new way. He’d had his dick in my wife’s mouth. I’d tasted his semen.
When Andrew got to work, my heart thudded under my ribs. He’d fucked my wife silly. His sperm was still inside her at this moment. She was most likely grocery shopping, walking the aisles, looking for spaghetti sauce or apples, carrying Andrew’s seed deep. Just the sight of him turned me on again. I wanted to offer Emma again. I wanted to see his big cock split her open and stuff her full. I took a deep breath and looked down at my work.
Andrew stopped by my desk and said good morning, something he does rarely, and I said good morning back. Our eyes met and he had a secret knowing behind his, a shared bond.
“I’m thinking of a new product and I’d like you to come over after work on Wednesday night. Is that possible? Bring your wife. We’ll have dinner and brainstorm. Can you make it?”
I was stunned but found my voice. “Absolutely. I’ll text her now. What should we bring?”
“Nothing. I’ll have the chef make us ribs.”
“Perfect.”
He continued down the row of desks, talking briefly or saying hello, until he reached his office and disappeared behind the door. I text Emma right away and she fired back; “I guess I’m dessert?”
Fuck! I was so hot. He wanted her again and she wanted him and I couldn’t wait to watch. I took an hour to get myself focused and under control and start working again.
Tuesday was more of the same. Every time I saw Andrew, I got nervous. He seemed taller and broader to me. I caught myself staring at his bulge often. I had no interest in his penis personally, I just remembered what it looked like and what it did to my wife. I felt a strange responsibility towards keeping that python happy and satisfied. I knew my wife loved his cock and loved fucking him, and I wanted her happy too.
Wednesday was a disaster but I hid it. I was useless, as you’d expect, but I successfully covered and even made a big sale. I have no idea how. After work I went home to change clothes and freshen up and then Emma and I left for Andrew’s place. She looked stunning in a simple, black, knee-length skirt and tight pale green long-sleeved top.
We ate and then sat around and shared a drink while Andrew told us about a new membership idea he had. We brainstormed several hours and Emma added a ton of great ideas. I volunteered to investigate how other companies had established their memberships and he thanked me. We all fell into an awkward silence.
Emma left her spot next to me on the couch and circled the coffee table to sit on Andrew’s knee. Ice-broken. He tilted his head to kiss her and her hand went to his crotch. A minute later he stood, lifting her in his arms, and headed for the bedroom. I gulped my drink and sat the tumbler on the coffee table and then trotted along behind, growing stiff in anticipation.
Emma had no time for formalities. Once in the bedroom, clothing flew. She was desperate to get him inside her again, pulling him down as she fell backward onto the bed. His cock was a spear aimed at her wet cunt.
I stepped to the bed and grabbed his dick in my fist. My fingers did not meet on the other side. He was rock hard and I pulled him forward, briefly rubbing that large head around her opening. She told me to put him inside so I steere
d him into my wife.
I stepped back to watch them mate. I loved watching Emma fuck and probably would have all along if I’d discovered that fact earlier in our marriage. Her pussy clung to his shaft like a child to its mother. She hugged every inch of his veiny rod, a tight seal around his circumference. Her sweet cunt coaxed moans from him I never heard a man make. He was too big for her small tunnel and that thrilled them both. Emma soon climaxed like a cyclone.
After a long while Andrew told me to get undressed. He was ready to share. My penis throbbed on hair-trigger as I climbed onto the bed. Her hot mouth enveloped me and I fucked her face as he fucked her pussy. I leaned over her and to the side so their merged genitalia were only inches from my face. The squishy sounds of her wet cunt excited me. When Andrew was ready to have her suck him, he told me to take his place. He waited until I was ready to slide in before he pulled out and the side by side comparison of our dicks sent a humiliating thrill through me. No wonder Emma loved fucking this man. We traded openings often, savoring her.
She rode him when I moved behind her and carefully eased my penis up her ass. She went nuts. We fucked her slow and smooth and were both balls-deep when she had an orgasm I worried might kill her. I’d never seen anything like it. I came up her ass towards the end of it. We all had to take a short break after that.
They stared up again and I watched, astonished at my wife’s sexual beauty. I wished we’d started this life years ago. I held her firmly in place when, later, he pushed his huge cock deep and pumped her full of sperm.
When we got home we skipped a shower and went straight to bed. I’d never felt closer or more intimate with her and she said the same. It was the great mystery of our life; adding others to our sex brought us closer.
The next weekend Andrew had another party but much smaller and different people. I shared her with several men that night, including, of course, Andrew again, and spent time with a gorgeous blonde woman while Andrew took Emma to a private room where they could be alone. After, Emma asked if I enjoyed myself, which I did, and she left it at that. She had no desire to know about my dalliances but I loved hearing about hers.
