by Doris Joe
Marian began whimpering and breathing deeply which are the signs of her about to climax. "Don't cum yet, honey." I whispered in her ear. "Wait for him put it in." Wiley knew she was completely and thoroughly aroused. It was time to earn his keep. He saddled himself between her thighs and pushed in slowly, only the head at first, then he backed out rubbing it against her clit. In again further, back out teasing Marian.
"Hurry, get it in," Marian demanded and she raised her hips to meet his penetration.
"Bring me a condom," Wiley barked.
"No," I said. "She doesn't want it that way. She wants to be filled with your cum." He shrugged his shoulders and pressed on, in deeper and deeper, until he was balls deep taking her breath away as she gasped for air with a loud cry of pleasure. I never would have imagined that she could take his full length all the way. At first, he was stroking gently but Marian was shoving her hips up to him making him fuck her harder and faster. He pounded into her, banging her cunt into submission. "Oh yes, yes. That's so good. I'm going to cum, you’re making me cum, oh my god. Don't stop. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuck me forever."
I had to give him credit. The man had real staying power. Marian had tears in her eyes when he turned her over on all fours and entered her dripping pussy from behind. He continued his assault on her swollen pussy for awhile longer. She cried out over and over again, "Fuck, fuck, fuck! That's it, deeper, harder," then he erupted deep inside her all the way up to her cervix.
Marian's face was scarlet red, her heart pounded, and she sobbed a contented sob. It had been years since a man had satisfied her the way Wiley had. He was worth every cent. He didn't pull out at first but let her feel his girth fill her insides. Finally, he slipped away from her thighs and brought his slimy cum coated cock to her mouth. His cum streamed out of her slit while she cleaned him up. Wiley said to me, "Now, go clean up your wife."
"Yes honey," she said. "That would be so sweet of you to do that for me."
"I'll do the best I can, dear."
Wiley left his card and said to call anytime. We relaxed in the room sharing the bottle of Jack Daniels until both of us fell asleep. In the morning we drove home. "Gosh, Arnie, I'm so sore down there. I don't think we can have sex for at least a week until I recover. It just never occurred to me that a man that size could make me feel so good, then hurt so much afterward. I should have known. The thing is, Arnie, I've never had so many orgasms at one time. I'm glad you were there. Did you enjoy it?"
"Not as much as you, dear, but it was great watching you get so much satisfaction."
She asked, "Should we do it again?" sounding more rhetorical. She didn't need an answer.
But Marian was horny again two days later and ready to have sex. I did the best I could to satisfy her but I'm no Wiley. The next morning she was online again looking for another stud.
"Look at this guy, Arnie, he's even bigger than Wiley. I want to text him."
"Okay, but I might not go with you this time."
"I want you there, otherwise it will be like cheating. That wouldn't be fair to either of us. You can bring along the camera and make a video. What do you think?"
"Let's see what you find out first." Marian learned that the stud said he was booked solid for the following week but could service her after that. He was okay with the video but wanted assurances that it would never be shown on the Internet. He asked for nude pictures of Marian, one with her legs spread showing her pussy. His name was Taylor, 22 years old and claimed he had a ten-inch cock. Marian sent three pictures and suggested they meet at a motel just outside the city. The date and time were set. Her pictures were immediately posted with contact information on an Internet site called "Cheating Wives." He was a no show at the motel. We both felt ashamed, scammed and violated especially for Marian who was devastated. She received unwanted crude messages on the Internet from men offering all types of indecent proposals. Many included pictures of their cocks giving her suggestions on using them. It was our harsh lesson in trusting strangers on the Internet. After a few weeks, the offensive e-mails began to trickle to a few and our lives began to get back to normal.
Then Marian received an unusual proposal. It was from a woman who called herself, Claire. She and her husband lived near us so she wanted to get together with Marian. Claire added that her husband was captivated by Marian's photos and asked if they could meet her for dinner in the future. A wife asking for a hookup for her husband sounded odd but in someway very understanding. We were intrigued by Claire's dinner invitation but cautious especially by the suggestion she would be there along with her husband.
Marian and I discussed the pros and cons of such an arrangement and decided to give Claire a counter-proposal. Marian would meet them for dinner but I would be there as well. Claire wrote back, "That's even better. How about Baker's Supper Club Saturday at eight-thirty? That's where we met Claire and her husband Don.
They were a handsome couple in their late twenties and had been married for eight years with no children. Claire was a pretty petite blond. Don was muscular, looking like a lumberjack. Neither was shy about sex and said they had started swinging two years earlier and found the lifestyle stimulating to the point of making their marriage even stronger. We hit it off from the start. The chemistry among us was amazing and we made arrangements to meet them again at their house. There was no misunderstanding about the evening's agenda or dress code. Wear simple clothes easy to remove.
They lived in an exclusive neighborhood. Their decor was simple but elegant. Both Don and Claire greeted us at the door with broad smiles wearing only white terry cloth bathrobes. "Welcome," Claire said.
Don was more to the point, "Well, are you ready for some naughty fun tonight? I sure am!" and he opened his robe demonstrating an already full erection. He shrugged his shoulders adding, "We got a little bit of a head start."
Claire frowned telling us, "That's Don for you. He doesn't like beating around the bush and likes to get straight to the point." "Hey," Don interjected, "we're not playing Monopoly tonight, are we?"
Marian looked at me and said, "Not by the looks of Don's cock." The four of us chuckled. Claire told us to go to the bathroom. "Leave your clothes in there and put on the bathrobes that I there for you. Don will mix us some drinks while we wait if he doesn't stumble over that fat dick of his. What can we get you?" I asked for Jack Daniels, Marian for wine.
Our hosts sat across from us while we talked and drank our cocktails. Don didn't bother to close his robe letting us appreciate his firm thick cock. For her part, Claire adjusted her belt and pulled open the upper part of her robe exposing two lovely perfectly shaped breasts. Without thinking, I burst out, "My God, look at that. Those are beautiful, Claire. Are they natural?"
"Of course, Arnie. Why don't you come over here and check 'em out?"
I took a deep breath and looked at my wife with a Should I? expression. "Go ahead dear," she said. "Give 'em your squeeze test." I stood behind Claire and cupped her melons like I was testing them for ripeness. They were ripe alright, pear-shaped, firm, and a handful. Her puffy nipples were soft and tender to the touch aching for attention. "Oh Arnie, you need to taste them. Come around and suck my nipples." I gorged on her pink succulent tits one at a time until they were erect and hard.
Don's cock was wiggling like a dog's tail when he asked, "Have you watched Arnie fuck another woman before, Marian?"
"No, no I haven't."
"How about it? Now is as good a time as ever, don't you think?"
"Sure," Marian answered. "Why not?"
Claire and I were making progress in that very direction with my fingers caressing her pussy. "Suck me, Arnie," she begged.
I was on my knees. My head was lodged between her thighs. My tongue was lashing her clit. Two fingers were in her cunt. "Suck it. Suck it," she pleaded. "Enough," Don hollered. "Fuck the whore."
"But dear," Claire protested. "He's not hard enough.
"Then suck his cock so it's as hard as mine," Don barked, and he had
Marian take his rock hard dick to show her what he meant. I looked back at them and saw that Marian's hand was dwarfed by his size.
Claire whispered in my ear, "Don't worry about him. You have a nice size too. I like all sizes as long as they're hard. Just put it in and don't cum inside me. I love the taste of cum."
"Okay. I get it." I was so occupied with Claire that I didn't notice what Don and Marian would be doing. Apparently they weren't just spectators. They were holding their own. Marian was on top of Don fucking him reverse cowgirl while he sat back on the sofa. Riding Don and watching me bang Claire gave her instant orgasms.
So I fucked Claire for as long as I could last. She was the first woman I had been with since marrying Marian. The lesson here is that no man or woman should be monogamist. The feeling of drilling Claire's cunt was familiar but not like at home. It was like doing it the first time or the best time or the most inspired time.
Both men seemed to be like forever stamps. They never expired.
I finished with a profuse load that I pumped into Claire's waiting mouth. She devoured every drop. "Oh, that's so good, Arnie." and she pointed to her lips that had a broad smile. Don and my wife were still going at it. He had bent her over the couch and fucked her doggie. Don was aggressive, even rough at times. In and out, balls swinging, both grunting and groaning. It was a marathon. As Claire and I watched, he filled Marian with an immense load of semen that was evident when he pulled out. It drained out of Marian like juice squeezed from a Navel orange.
Claire came over to him to give him a kiss, telling him how wonderful he was. Then she licked and cleaned his dick.
"Okay everyone, time for a celebratory drink." Don brought out a bottle of seventy proof whiskey and poured each of us a healthy dose. "Here's to Marian, a great lady and a fantastic fuck!" I added, "To Claire, a hot fucking hostess."
We all were light-headed when Claire said, "I'm ready for anal. How about your Marian?"
"I'm not sure. Arnie and I haven't tried that."
"Okay, Don and I will show you," and they did. First was the lube, then relaxing her anal ring with his fingers, the penetration and finally him exuberantly banging into her ass. Marian and I just watched it. She whispered into my ear, "Do you think we should try it?"
"Of course but you have to get me really hard." She knew I meant one of her signature blow jobs.
"Wait, Marian," Claire said, "I can do that while Don gets you ready." Claire took my limp cock and turned it into a flagpole. She nurtured it along with her tongue and lips licking every delicate sensitive part. I was so hard when she was done, my cock was throbbing and wagging like a dog's tail.
Don was busy lubing Marian. Marian looked like she had just come out of JiffyLube. After a few minutes, he said, "Get over here quick or I'll plug your wife's virgin butt hole." Getting in Marian's bootyhole took time. Once the head of my cock got past her opening, the rest was easier. I was in halfway and Marian let out a screech, partially of pain, part in surprise. She might have been holding back tears. Claire came over to us leaning down to her saying, "It's that way the first time, dear. Relax the best you can and go with the new sensations. You will really enjoy it once he gets going." And I got going, tentative at first, then deeper. My god, she was tight. Marian moaned and whimpered, getting more accustomed to my cock as I kept pushing in. She needed to catch her breath for a moment while I stayed balls deep in her ass.
Don couldn't hold back and shouted, "What are you waiting for, Arnie. Pound her ass. Give her ass a good fucking." Claire took his arm and said, "Come on Don, give 'em a break. It's their first time. They'll get on with it." My first couple of strokes were slow and tentative until I could sense that Marian was ready for an allout reaming. I grabbed her hips and hammered her ass for a good ten minutes before filling her intestines with the leftovers from doing Claire.
We dressed and drove home shortly after that. The experience changed everything in our relationship. Marian asked for an open marriage. "I really get off having sex with strange men. I love you Arnie but I need more than your love.
Marian began going out at night without saying where she was going. She'd come home early the next morning smelling of sex. Sometimes when I needed her to satisfy my horny impulses after her night out, I could feel that I was not the first she had that night. Her pussy would be sloppy wet with another man's cum and strangely it turned me on. So I never minded her time outs with strangers.
On one of her escapades, Marian told me that her car ran out of gas on the way to lunch with girlfriends. She was stranded on the road flagging down cars for help. Eventually, a van with two good Samaritans stopped to help. They drove her to a gas station and back to the car. Marian was anxious to thank them. Each one took their turn with her in the back of the van. She was so animated with excitement about her encounter she told me every detail. "It wasn't only about being with two strange men that made the sex so good or the fact both of the guys were really hung, but Arnie, having sex for lunch really turned me on."
I suggested another swingers party. I thought it would great to host it at our house. "Yes, Arnie, but I have a better idea," she said. "I want a gang bang. I want a half dozen strangers to fuck me, one in each room."
"How are you going to find six volunteers without having another disaster like with that guy Taylor?" I asked.
"Well, do you remember Claire saying they had a circle of friends they wanted us to meet?"
"Yes. I was thinking of their friends for our swingers party."
"Okay. Instead, I'll ask Claire to help me lineup six of her favorite male friends."
"Where do I fit in?" "I want you to take videos. That will give you an excuse for being there and looking after me." Claire and Don loved Marian's idea and were very helpful in arranging Marian's gang bang party. Getting a date suitable for everyone took some time. Finally, September nineteenth at nine o'clock was chosen.
It was Arnie that greeted each participant as they arrived. He told them where to put their clothes and wait in the living room. By nine-thirty, six eager naked men waited for Marian to make an entrance. She was beautifully dressed in a crotchless open cup teddy. Marian asked the men to stand so she could get a better look at their manhood and gave each of them an assignment.
It became clear that the order depended on their size. The smallest became a missionary on the kitchen table. The second was bent over doggie on the dining room table. That was followed by cowgirl on their office desk, reverse cowgirl on the living room coffee table, sixty-nine on the pool table and finally a DP in the bedroom with Arnie. No one was to pull out before ejaculating and no condoms. She wanted the full treatment. That's what she got. The party ended at half-past one in the morning.
"Arnie, that was fantastic," she told me in the morning. I can't wait to see the videos. Claire wants to see them too. We'll invite them over for a viewing party but I'll need some time to recover. My pussy is so raw and it might take weeks to get all the cum out of me. I don't know that last guy's name but he's hung like a bull. The guy nearly tore me apart! I hope you got a close-up of that."
"Sorry, dear. I was up your ass at the time."
"Oh right. I've got to ask Claire for his name and invite him back. "We never shared our video with anyone except with Don and Claire. They came for dinner that was followed by a screening of the video and an after-dinner fuck. Arnie loved to take close-ups of Marian's pussy after each man finished. He wanted to capture the cum oozing out of her cunt. On the pool table, he got a special reward when the guy pulled out and cum came squirting out of her like turning on a drinking fountain.
Claire identified each of the men servicing Marian and knew the name of the sixth man who was not on the video. She called him "Marvin the Magnificent or M&M." Marvin and his wife later became each of our sex partners. M&M shared our bed with Marian many times. I found an excuse to disappear when they got together. I hooked up with Marvin's wife, Dolly, who had an open-door policy when Marvin was away. Hooking up with Dolly w
orked okay, my home away from home, but I missed Marian on those occasions. When Marian told me she was moving out to live with Marvin, I wasn't surprised. "We found a cute apartment in the city," she said. "It's walking distance from downtown in a cheery neighborhood." My reaction was both angry and sad.
"Please, Marian, don't do this to us."
"Haven't you figured it out yet, Arnie?" she responded harshly. "Us was over a long time ago." I was despondent for several weeks after she left although there were several comfort women to help me with my inflamed passions. However, I was in for another surprise. Dolly was with me for the night when she broke the news.
"Arnie, do you understand why Marvin got your wife an apartment?"
"They planned to live together. Isn't that it?"
"Not exactly. Marvin makes a few extra dollars recruiting women and girls as escorts. Marvin trained your wife for his latest whore. That was his intent all along."
I was stunned. Thinking of my wife as a nymphomaniac was one thing but hearing someone call her a whore was unbearable.
"I should know," Dolly continued. "I was the first one before he figured out that he didn't have to marry a slut to make her a hooker."
"Why did you marry him?"
"I guess because he's handsome and has a great build where it counts. You might have noticed that."
"So why did you quit? You didn't like doing it?" I asked. "Oh, I liked it alright. Screwing strangers has always been a fantasy of mine. It's just that Marvin started asking me to do two, even three a night. Sometimes I was up until three in the morning fucking some guy who wouldn't leave me alone. That ended it."
"That's an incredible story, Dolly. Do you think Marian is up all night like you?" "Oh, she's been pretty busy. Marvin told me she was the best woman he ever used. Apparently she's been doing bachelor parties and fraternity parties and bringing in a lot of money for him. Have you seen the car he's driving?
"Yeah, it's a beauty!" "Sure, an M850i Convertible is what he's always talked about. It cost him a fortune. Marian made it affordable. Marvin said she prefers clients during their lunch break. Sounds odd. Maybe that's when you got it on with her."