I have been happily married to my wife Carla for ten years. I love Carla very much but I must confess I've always loved the idea of her being fucked by another man, although I've never actually admitted this to her.
She is 33 years old with a shapely figure and nice, dark nipples. She also shaves her pubic hair to show off her lovely pussy. Sex between us is quite regular and good although she's never had an orgasm during intercourse - usually I bring her off with my hand or tongue.
She works as a nurse at a local hospital and never fails to tell me how randy some of the staff are and all about the extra-marital sex that goes on, although she's never expssed an interest in other men. Never that is, until recently when she went to a ladies' night at a local social club. They'd hired a male stripper and she'd been very impssed by the size of the guy's cock.
Several of her girlfriends had remarked on how they'd happily be 'serviced' by such a man. In bed, later that night, I asked her whether she had similar thoughts and, after a long, pgnant pause, she sheepishly confessed the idea tempted her. But then. she added, the opportunity would probably never arise and even so, I'd have nothing to worry about.
My hand slipped between her legs and I inserted a finger into her vagina - she was soaking wet down there. As we made love I imagined I her being fucked by this hugely endowed man. I suspect that she was doing much the same.
Days later we were invited to a party by some of the staff who work with Carla. I'd heard of these parties and some of the goings on and I decided not to go and made my excuses, but I insisted Carla go by herself. At the back of my mind the image of what might happen made me very, very excited.
On the night, (or rather the early morning) of the party my wife came home more than a little unsteady on her feet. She came upstairs and lay on the bed. "I'm too bloody tired to undress," she said and asked me to help her I removed her clothes until she was down to her panties, then took hold of her waistband and eased them off.
She didn't make the least sign of resistance, so I gently spad her legs apart and inserted my forefinger inside her. All my suspicions were confirmed - she was as damp as a sponge in hot water. She'd obviously been fucked by another man.
I felt my penis stiffen at the very thought and asked her what had happened. Slowly, she explained that, although it didn't affect her love for me, she'd always wanted to try intercourse with a well-hung man. She'd had a great deal to drink at the party and had ended up playing strip-poker in a group made up pdominantly of men. Frankly card games have never been her strong suit, and before too long she was down to just her panties.
The game progressed and one of the men, who was called Don, found himself obliged to take his jock strap off. The girls psent gasped as his penis was revealed, Carla said he was massively endowed, with a cock of full seven inches, even when semi-erect. The game broke up and lots were drawn to see who would be paired off with who. You've guessed it, Carla got paired off with Don. They left the lounge and went upstairs to on empty bedroom.
Immediately Don removed my wife's panties and spad her legs apart to admire her pussy. His cock was fully erect by now and Carla says she'd no idea a cock could grow that big. Don was himself a little concerned about it, and told her not to worry.
"It goes right in," he'd said and began inserting his huge knob right up my wife's wet hole. Eventually, his full ten inches was inside her. Carla says she was gasping and squealing with pleasure as he fucked her with long, slow strokes that seemed to drag her to the brink of orgasm with each snarling thrust. He took her in several positions before answering her climax with a shower of spunk all over her breasts and face.
Since that night she's been fucked by a number of men, usually found via contact magazines. The only prequisite being size of cock i.e. it must be huge. I must admit, it's an arrangement that adds a lot of excitement to our marriage. My ego, I think, can take the strain.