Where it happened: In clubs and at home
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 6
Category: Straight
AND THEN ROGER GOT TO HER PART 1
My attractive wife Janet and I had been clubbing every weekend for the past four and a half years. We been with some hot couples, some of them for several months at a time. She’d been with five or six single guys whom she referred to as ‘buff’. She’d given a few guys our telephone number and when they called, she’d go upstairs to our bedroom where she could have some privacy and then she’d have me hang up the receiver for her downstairs. She has a deep, sultry voice and sometimes she talked and laughed with them for almost an hour. Her intimate little giggle has always made my dick hard. If we didn’t have other plans, she’d invite them over the following weekend or they’d ask her out on a ‘date’ and she’d meet them at some club. Sometimes, she’d tell me that Jerry, Mike or, George, three of her married boyfriends, or Kevin or Carlos, two of her black friends that she’s seen on an on-going basis, wanted her to wear something special. For example, a particularly revealing dress, top or miniskirt, and I’d have to make certain her clothing got to the cleaners.
We’d grown tired of the club where we were members and had been into for such a long time. At the beginning, our weekends had been exciting, no question about that. We’d make love when we got home after an evening at the club. Sometimes my wife was so hot she couldn’t wait for me to take off my full quill ostrich cowboy boots that I usually wore and hang my clothes up in my closet. When I’d enter the master bedroom, I’d find her in the middle of our bed naked with her eyes closed, her thighs spread widely apart and her feet touching, while she furiously masturbated as she thought of our evening and the people she’d been with. Of course, it was easier for her to take her clothes off anyway, since she’d only worn a crop top and a short skirt or a cocktail dress.
I’m not saying that our weekends weren’t exciting, but we were tired of having to sleep most of the following day to catch up on the rest we’d missed the night before. Originally, I’d wanted to spice up our sex life, not that it needed spicing up. Almost as soon as we married, I’d begun to encourage Janet, ‘to explore her sexuality and to enjoy sex with other men’, but she’d refused my offers. She’d told me, “To forget it,” but after we’d joined that club and we’d been with a number of different couples, her attitude had changed. I mean, she hadn’t become a whore or anything like that, but she’d made out with different guys and some of them had a lot more experience than I had. She’d enjoyed every sexual activity she could, except intercourse, and my beautiful wife admitted, “She hadn’t realized how much she’d missed being with other men.” Then, Kevin and Bob had gotten to her and fucked her brains out and that had made a difference, too.
We’d been married ten years now and Janet was more sensuous and sophisticated than when we’d first married. Sometimes experience does that to a woman, you know.
It was my theory and it was just a theory, that when a woman marries, she often sacrifices her self-confidence and self-esteem, trading these essential qualities for her husband and family. Of course, that was precisely the reason why her husband had been attracted to her in the first place. As a result, many married women became sloppy or fat and “let themselves go.” I didn’t understand why it turned me on the way it did the first time that I saw another man hitting on my wife, but it did. Then, when I saw my sexy wife’s response, I mean that flirtascious manner and her sexy behavior; I’d become even more excited. I realized that my dick had become as hard as it had ever been in my entire life. Watching my wife flirting with another guy had made me so horny I wanted to jack off right there! That was when I’d realized I had a compulsion to share my wife with other men; I mean, I felt an uncontrollable need to share her with other men. I didn’t want to, but I did because she had been so innocent and she was so hot.
I believe that after a couple has discussed their sexual interests for a period of months or, in our case, years, and when the wife understands that her husband has given her the privilege and wants her to have the opportunity to engage in sexual relationships with other men and she’s convinced her behavior won’t endanger her marriage, her feelings will change. When my wife found that other good-looking men had a sexual interest in her and she’d been with several of them, the sexual fires inside her were rekindled and her feelings changed. Of course, as a result of our lifestyle there had been other changes in our marriage, too. For example, Janet had become a much more sexual person compared and contrasted to other women. She understood she was entitled to engage in sex with anyone she chose in order to seek greater sexual pleasure and fulfillment. That meant, I’d agreed to facilitate and support her pursuit of sexual pleasure and fulfillment. And, that meant I wouldn’t interfere or prevent my wife from enjoying other men in those situations since I’d promised to assist her and had become an enthusiastic supporter of her activities.
In ‘Her First Time’, I noted Janet’s a 5’7” brunette with a pixie face and sensuous lips and a friendly, outgoing manner. Her measurements are 34C/26/36 and her narrow waist accentuates her breasts. Mauve colored puffy nipples cap her full breasts and they become as hard as little berries when she gets excited. Kevin had been the first guy to get to her. He was the well-endowed black stud she’d met and danced with at Kempi’s who’d accompanied us to our SUV when we left. I’d unlocked the doors and she’d lowered the seat until it was in a reclining position. Kevin sat with Janet on the passenger side and she sucked his huge cock while he’d finger fucked to orgasm before he’d mounted her while I watched as I sat on the driver’s side. Then, we’d been with Bob and Marty at the club we’d joined. We had the entire upstairs to ourselves one Friday evening. We were sitting on a sofa, Marty and I were at one end and Bob and my wife were at the other end. Marty’s legs were spread apart as she lay against the armrest while I licked her swollen clit. Janet was behind me, sitting next to the opposite armrest, sucking Marty’s husband’s enormous cock. I’d forgotten all about them. Marty was on the verge of her second orgasm when I heard my wife moan, loudly, “Ooooooh, Jesus, Don’t stop! Please don’t stop, Bob! I’m going to come again.” Surprised, I turned around and saw my wife’s left leg on the armrest and her right leg over Bob’s left shoulder pointing towards the ceiling, her dress was way above her waist. Bob was slam-fucking her hungry pussy with his oversized dick. On the way home I’d excitedly asked her about her evening and she’d responded, “I needed to be fucked, so I got fucked.” My dick lurched in my pants when my formerly chaste wife said that.
AND THEN ROGER GOT TO HER PART 1
My attractive wife Janet and I had been clubbing every weekend for the past four and a half years. We been with some hot couples, some of them for several months at a time. She’d been with five or six single guys whom she referred to as ‘buff’. She’d given a few guys our telephone number and when they called, she’d go upstairs to our bedroom where she could have some privacy and then she’d have me hang up the receiver for her downstairs. She has a deep, sultry voice and sometimes she talked and laughed with them for almost an hour. Her intimate little giggle has always made my dick hard. If we didn’t have other plans, she’d invite them over the following weekend or they’d ask her out on a ‘date’ and she’d meet them at some club. Sometimes, she’d tell me that Jerry, Mike or, George, three of her married boyfriends, or Kevin or Carlos, two of her black friends that she’s seen on an on-going basis, wanted her to wear something special. For example, a particularly revealing dress, top or miniskirt, and I’d have to make certain her clothing got to the cleaners.
We’d grown tired of the club where we were members and had been into for such a long time. At the beginning, our weekends had been exciting, no question about that. We’d make love when we got home after an evening at the club. Sometimes my wife was so hot she couldn’t wait for me to take off my full quill ostrich cowboy boots that I usually wore and hang my clothes up in my closet. When I’d enter the master bedroom, I’d find her in the middle of our bed naked with her eyes closed, her thighs spread widely apart and her feet touching, while she furiously masturbated as she thought of our evening and the people she’d been with. Of course, it was easier for her to take her clothes off anyway, since she’d only worn a crop top and a short skirt or a cocktail dress.
I’m not saying that our weekends weren’t exciting, but we were tired of having to sleep most of the following day to catch up on the rest we’d missed the night before. Originally, I’d wanted to spice up our sex life, not that it needed spicing up. Almost as soon as we married, I’d begun to encourage Janet, ‘to explore her sexuality and to enjoy sex with other men’, but she’d refused my offers. She’d told me, “To forget it,” but after we’d joined that club and we’d been with a number of different couples, her attitude had changed. I mean, she hadn’t become a whore or anything like that, but she’d made out with different guys and some of them had a lot more experience than I had. She’d enjoyed every sexual activity she could, except intercourse, and my beautiful wife admitted, “She hadn’t realized how much she’d missed being with other men.” Then, Kevin and Bob had gotten to her and fucked her brains out and that had made a difference, too.
We’d been married ten years now and Janet was more sensuous and sophisticated than when we’d first married. Sometimes experience does that to a woman, you know.
It was my theory and it was just a theory, that when a woman marries, she often sacrifices her self-confidence and self-esteem, trading these essential qualities for her husband and family. Of course, that was precisely the reason why her husband had been attracted to her in the first place. As a result, many married women became sloppy or fat and “let themselves go.” I didn’t understand why it turned me on the way it did the first time that I saw another man hitting on my wife, but it did. Then, when I saw my sexy wife’s response, I mean that flirtascious manner and her sexy behavior; I’d become even more excited. I realized that my dick had become as hard as it had ever been in my entire life. Watching my wife flirting with another guy had made me so horny I wanted to jack off right there! That was when I’d realized I had a compulsion to share my wife with other men; I mean, I felt an uncontrollable need to share her with other men. I didn’t want to, but I did because she had been so innocent and she was so hot.
I believe that after a couple has discussed their sexual interests for a period of months or, in our case, years, and when the wife understands that her husband has given her the privilege and wants her to have the opportunity to engage in sexual relationships with other men and she’s convinced her behavior won’t endanger her marriage, her feelings will change. When my wife found that other good-looking men had a sexual interest in her and she’d been with several of them, the sexual fires inside her were rekindled and her feelings changed. Of course, as a result of our lifestyle there had been other changes in our marriage, too. For example, Janet had become a much more sexual person compared and contrasted to other women. She understood she was entitled to engage in sex with anyone she chose in order to seek greater sexual pleasure and fulfillment. That meant, I’d agreed to facilitate and support her pursuit of sexual pleasure and fulfillment. And, that meant I wouldn’t interfere or prevent my wife from enjoying other men in those situations since I’d promised to assist her and had become an enthusiastic supporter of her activities.
In ‘Her First Time’, I noted Janet’s a 5’7” brunette with a pixie face and sensuous lips and a friendly, outgoing manner. Her measurements are 34C/26/36 and her narrow waist accentuates her breasts. Mauve colored puffy nipples cap her full breasts and they become as hard as little berries when she gets excited. Kevin had been the first guy to get to her. He was the well-endowed black stud she’d met and danced with at Kempi’s who’d accompanied us to our SUV when we left. I’d unlocked the doors and she’d lowered the seat until it was in a reclining position. Kevin sat with Janet on the passenger side and she sucked his huge cock while he’d finger fucked to orgasm before he’d mounted her while I watched as I sat on the driver’s side. Then, we’d been with Bob and Marty at the club we’d joined. We had the entire upstairs to ourselves one Friday evening. We were sitting on a sofa, Marty and I were at one end and Bob and my wife were at the other end. Marty’s legs were spread apart as she lay against the armrest while I licked her swollen clit. Janet was behind me, sitting next to the opposite armrest, sucking Marty’s husband’s enormous cock. I’d forgotten all about them. Marty was on the verge of her second orgasm when I heard my wife moan, loudly, “Ooooooh, Jesus, Don’t stop! Please don’t stop, Bob! I’m going to come again.” Surprised, I turned around and saw my wife’s left leg on the armrest and her right leg over Bob’s left shoulder pointing towards the ceiling, her dress was way above her waist. Bob was slam-fucking her hungry pussy with his oversized dick. On the way home I’d excitedly asked her about her evening and she’d responded, “I needed to be fucked, so I got fucked.” My dick lurched in my pants when my formerly chaste wife said that.
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