Getting My Wife a Big D
My wife and I had been watching porn together since we were dating. It was fun to fantasize about and I have to admit, watching it, especially naked, could be a lot of fun. Both of us had spent time pleasuring the other orally while the other was watching it.
Sometimes she would sit on my lap, slowly riding me while we watched together. Other times we'd manually stimulate the other, and every time, it led to sex afterwards. Sometimes it was wild, and kinky sex based upon what we had just watched.
That's how we got started with tying her up, and even use of toys while we were having sex. She liked the idea of having two guys, but was too shy to actually do it herself with two guys, even if I told her I was OK if she wanted to try something.
We started watching more videos with threesomes, and even hotwife style videos. I'm not sure who recommended it first, but we both seemed to pick them out recently.
Watching one while she sat on her lap, I started encouraging her, seeing how she would respond. "Would you like a guy that size?"
"Oh, you know there's no one that big in real life."
"But if there was, would you," I asked again, rubbing her tits and pinching her nipples while she slid up and down on my cock, while we watched the two people on the screen fuck.
"Would you want to be like that husband, watching me getting fucked by a big cock," she asked, leaning back, and kissing me.
"I'd do anything for you," I told her.
"Oh yes," she moaned. My dick was hitting the right spots inside of her as she leaned back.
"So you'd fuck a big dick like that."
"That's more than a dick, that's a fucking cock, and everyone would want to fuck it."
"Even you?"
"Even me," she said, moaning more as I moved my hands down her chest. I moved further south, and pressed against her clit as she ground her hips. She was close to cumming...
I played with her clit a little more until she was finally cumming for me. "Yes, oh yes," she said over and over.
"I know someone you can fuck," I whispered in her ear as she was cumming. "He really is that big, and I bet he'd love to fuck you. I know I do. Should I call him over?"
"Yes, oh fuck yes," my wife said, over and over again. "I want a big cock. Give me your fucking big cock."
I love how my innocent little wife can talk like a dirty sailor while she's getting fucked.
The thought of seeing my wife take an enormous cock excited me too, and I emptied myself into her pussy as I thought about what she'd say if she actually fucked him.
As we finished up, we went into the bathroom to clean up. I cleaned up a little faster than my wife, as soon I was standing behind her, rubbing her ass, and kissing her neck. I moved my hands forward and rubbed her pussy. I know she agreed in the heat of the moment, but I wanted to make sure.
"You're trying to get me started again, aren't you?"
"Well, I know you're always still horny afterward. So why not continue to play with you."
"But are you just going to tease, or are you going to do something about it?"
"Well, it might take a little time, so maybe I should invite someone over to help."
She turned and faced me, kissing me. "You're going to keep teasing me with that, huh?"
"I'm not playing. I think it would be hot to watch you with another guy, and I know just who you'd love. I know him from the gym, and seen him changing. The dude is hung like a horse."
"Like a horse, you say," she said, sounding a little interested. "And you're not going to get jealous?"
"I have only two requirements. One, I want to watch you. And two, you've got to come back to me."
"Well, I'd want to meet him first," my wife said, as I started to play with her tits again. "And for now, you've got me started, so now you've got to finish what you started."
I got down on my knees and licked her recently used pussy. I was the one who used it, but that was okay. I loved licking her pussy, and soon she was cumming on my tongue. As she did, my wife cried out, "OK. I'll fuck your friend. Oh, fuck, I'll fuck him for you," she said over and over.
I was glad I could be convinced so easily.
The next evening, I saw Jeff at the gym and asked if he would be interested, showing him a photo of my wife, just to see if he might need a little encouragement.
"You know, you're not the first husband who wanted me to do their wife," he said. "Are you sure she's interested? Are you sure you can handle it? I don’t want to be the reason anyone splits up."
"She asked me to talk to you. Of course, I had some help in convincing her, but she's ready. She just wants to meet you socially first."
We agreed to meet at a local bar down the street from the gym, and not far from our apartment on Thursday, with the agreement that if things went well, we'd all meet on Friday.
Thursday, I convinced my wife to wear something sexy. She was going to fuck this guy after all, and I wanted her to show off what she got, to make sure he was just as interested as I was. She went out wearing a short skirt and a semi-flashy low-cut blouse. Something she didn't wear very often since we got married. I convinced her to leave her bra at home, but she wouldn't go fully commando for me. Either way, I was sure that if my wife liked what she saw, she might transfer to me, and I could get lucky tonight, no matter what.
I had hoped to have time to watch a naughty hotwife video before we left for the bar, but we didn't have the time, so we went cold.
Jeff was already there and had gotten us a table. My wife and I slid into the other side of the booth from Jeff. We chatted casually as we all grabbed a beer and some wings. I could tell Jeff was happy with the opportunity, especially when he asked my wife to dance when someone put a song on the jukebox.
She agreed, and the two of them danced to a semi-fast song, and then the slow song that came on afterwards.
They held each other closely, and I could tell my wife was trying to figure out if he was as big as I had said he was. She looked over at me and smiled, clearly she liked what she felt, and that was with it still in his pants.
The two of them walked over to the table, where I was waiting with fresh beers. This time, my wife slid in beside Jeff. I watched as she snuggled up next to him, and I focused on her hand. Was she moving it… like she was giving him a hand job at the table? I didn’t want to say anything, but then she did.
“You were right. Jeff’s hung like a horse,” she said a little too loudly for my taste. Luckily, it was fairly noisy here. “I can barely wrap my fingers around his dick,” she said, smiling.
With her free hand, she downed her beer quickly and pulled him back out onto the dance floor. They moved off to a darker part of the bar, and I strained to watch them. They weren’t dancing anymore, but they were close, and I could tell that Jeff was reaching under her skirt and fingering my wife in public.
She never does things in public unless she’s really turned on, and that’s when I had my thought. Why should we wait until tomorrow?
I watched as my wife bit down on her lower lip and closed her eyes tightly. She was cumming on his fingers right here in front of everyone. If she weren’t biting her lip, everyone would know what was going on. Luckily, I don’t think anyone else was paying them any attention.
I paid our tab, so we’d be ready to go when they got back, which was just a minute later or so.
“So, does he pass the test?” I asked my wife.
She smiled at me. “Oh, yeah.”
“So, I was thinking. We don’t have to wait until tomorrow if you both want to head back to our place…”
“Really?” my wife asked, a little too excited, I thought.
“I’d be happy to, if you’re sure you're fine with it.”
“I wouldn’t have invited you if I wasn’t,” I replied.
We all got into our cars and headed back to our apartment. While we were all a little tipsy, we lived only a mile or so from the bar, so it wouldn’t be too hard to get there.
My wife wanted to drive with Jeff, but I wanted her with me. She pouted a little, but got in the car without a word.
“You must really like him… or it, I should say.”
“Oh, he’s going to feel amazing,” she said.
I reached over and put my hand under her skirt.
“Do you want to see how wet I am?”
“I know you’re wet. I saw him fingering you, I just want to finger you as well,” I said as I touched her pussy. “In fact, why don’t you lose your panties. You know you won’t be wearing them much longer anyway,” I said as we pulled into the parking lot for our apartment.
She moaned as we went over a speed bump, and I pushed in a little deeper than normal. As I did, she reached up and pulled her panties off, going full commando.
“You knew I’d end up like this. Didn’t you?”
“I was definitely hoping for it.”
I had her moaning, and she was close to cumming when I pulled my fingers out. I needed both hands to park in the tight space. This left my wife frustrated and wanting more. Something she will get in just a few minutes.
We walked up to our apartment with Jeff and entered. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen, and went to ask if anyone wanted something stronger to drink, but my wife had already leapt into Jeff’s arms and was kissing him while working on undoing his belt.
“She get’s like this sometimes,” I said. “I got her all excited in the car, and now she’s looking for some release.”
But instead of getting her what she wanted, I pulled her off Jeff. I swear I could hear her pout. But instead, I pulled her blouse off, and then undid the zipper on the side of her skirt. It easily fell to the ground, and Jeff was now looking at my naked wife.
As I was behind her, I reached around and cupped her breasts in front of him, playing with her nipples, causing her to moan. “She loves this.. And so much more. Honey, I think you need to loosen up a little for Jeff. Why don’t you sit on the sofa and play with yourself.”
“I want...”
I pinched her nipples, cutting her off. “Now,” I whispered in her ear.
She loves being told what to do when she’s super worked up like this.
I sat in the chair that was at 90 degrees to her, and Jeff just stood where he was, watching her sit on the sofa and spread her legs. She started with a couple of fingers, but soon was working four fingers in and out of her pussy. She wanted to make sure she was really ready.
She stared at me as she came for me… for us.
“I’m ready for him.”
“Oh, I know you are,” I said. “Care to lead him back to our bedroom?”
Jeff followed her, staring at her ass the whole way, which looked amazing in her heels, even though they were her shorter heels.
As he walked into the room, my wife turned and pounced on him again. She went right for his pants and pulled them down, working her way down herself so she could try to suck on his cock.
When it flopped out, it hit her in the face, and she laughed. “This thing is huge. I’m going to love fucking it.”
“Some girls are scared,” Jeff said.
“And I wanna ride it like a rollercoaster.”
She put her mouth to his cock and opened wide, but could barely get more than the head in her tiny mouth. At that moment I was glad, for the first time, that she couldn’t deep-throat me.
Jeff took off his shirt and was trying to step out of his pants, but my wife was in the way. He helped her up, and got out of his pants, then helped her onto the bed. At this point, they were both on autopilot and I couldn’t have stopped them if I wanted to, not that I wanted to.
I watched as my wife spread her legs for him, and he climbed in between them. I sat on a chair we have in the room and watched as my wife’s eyes went wide as he pushed into her for the first time.
“Ohhhh fuckkkk,” she moaned as he entered her.
He had experience with this, and went slow, even though they had worked her up more than enough. I guess when your dick is the size of one of those energy drinks; you need a little more and just being wet.
I watched as he pushed in, slowly at first, letting her get used to his size. Then he started moving faster and faster. She was cumming in no time as he reached places no man had reached on her before. I’m sure our neighbors heard, of course, it wasn’t the first time they heard my wife getting fucked - at least they usually don’t say anything, although I’ve gotten a few knowing looks in the mornings after from time to time. I wonder what types of looks I’ll be getting now.
I reached over and held my wife’s hand as she came on his cock a second time. This time she wrapped her legs around him as best she could, trying to hold him deep. Luckily, he put on a condom, as she wouldn’t let go even when he said he was about to cum.
Watching him arch his back to push deeper into her as she was orgasming was even better than I had imagined.
As they finished, she released Jeff, and he rolled off her, finally sitting up and looking at her naked and used body, just as I was.
“That was fun,” he said. “I don’t think I’ve ever had an audience before,” he continued.
“Well, it was amazing to watch. I am so turned on right now,” I said, looking at my wife. “Think you can handle some more?”
“More,” she moaned at me as I stripped off my clothes.
Jeff moved to the side and watched as I put my wife’s legs up over my shoulders to get extra deep on her. I fucked her hard and fast. I could tell she was looser already having been opened up by Jeff, but I didn’t care. She still felt great, and she orgasmed for me once again. This time, it was my turn to cum, and I emptied myself into her waiting pussy.
Jeff was still naked, and watching my wife as I climbed off her, my cum leaking out of her.
“Oh, that felt so good,” my wife said. “I could go for that anytime.”
“Well, we talked about meeting up tomorrow… we still could,” Jeff offered. Clearly, he enjoyed my wife.
“Or you could spend the night?”
“I don’t know if I could handle the two of you for a few more rounds,” my wife said. “I need to recover.”
I laughed a little, as did Jeff.
“Then maybe we could try your fantasy of a threesome,” I suggested.
My wife just smiled at that.
I threw on some clothes, as did Jeff, and walked him to the door.
“When you told me she was wild, I didn’t think she would be that wild,” he said.
“I hope that’s not a problem.”
“Hell no. I love it, and I’ll definitely be seeing you tomorrow. We’ll figure out then if she wants us to tag team her, or take her on at the same time.”
“As long as it’s multiple times, I’m good with it,” I said, before closing the door… yeah, the neighbors will definitely hear us tomorrow.
