Me, my hotwife Sandy, and the seduction of Steve
My greatest fantasy was watching another man fuck my wife
Even before my wife Sandy and I were married, I had fantasies of watching her have sex with another man. Just the thought of her being with someone else would provide me with an immediate erection. Over time, I developed numerous different themes and improved on the most exciting ones.
One night prior to our marriage, while making love, we talked about our fantasies. To decide who went first, we made a small wager, and thankfully she lost. She told me one of hers was to make love on a deserted beach. To feel the sun beating down on her naked body while she sat on top of a big, hard cock. When it was my turn,. I simply said I’d like to watch.
Sandy turned and looked at me and asked me to explain. So I proceeded to tell her about my fantasies. Based upon her initial reaction, I believed our relationship was over. However, after a few minutes, she asked me to tell her more.
Part way through my explanation, she turned towards me, placed her leg over mine, and began to rotate her hips, causing her pussy to grind into my leg. After a couple of more minutes, my hard dick was in her hand, and within 2 more minutes, we were fucking.
Sandy usually requires several minutes of fucking before she has her first orgasm, but not this night. My dick was in her for not more than a half minute when her legs tightened around my waist as her first orgasm of the evening took her. I came shortly after. As we both began to catch our breath, she told me to fuck her again while I told her more about my fantasy. This time, I believe we went at it for at least a full minute before we came for the second time.
Although Sandy was excited by the thought of fucking another guy with me present, she made it quite clear she was not about to do so. This would remain our private fantasy.
Over time, we developed our own series of scenarios, complete with whom, where, and how. We even purchased a few different-shaped dildos to assist us. Our favorite position was to be lying on our sides with Sandy sucking my dick while I ate her as I worked a dildo in and out of her cunt. We would do this for hours, both enjoying the sensations. Every now and then, I would remove the fake cock from her cunt and suck it, licking her juices off it. Sandy enjoyed taking the cock from her cunt, placing it along with mine, and sucking them both at the same time. We began to call them “our friends.”
She and I also like to hold one of our friends near my dick as I come, so my cum will land on it. Sandy would then rub my cum all over it before giving it to me to fuck her. Once I put the dildo into her cunt, she would last just a few strokes before she came. Then she would have me remove our friend from her cunt, instructing me to lick it clean. Once I sucked and licked every drop of cum from the fake cock, she would have me eat her to remove any cum that remained in her. This soon became one of our favorite past times.
Even though I had what most men could only dream about, I wanted more. I wanted to have that third person in bed with us. I wanted him to take and fuck my wife. I wanted her to fuck him back. I wanted them to fuck as I watched. I wanted to join them so we could all fuck. Unfortunately, for 5 years, Sandy repeatedly made it quite clear it would never happen. That is, until we met Steve.
Steve lived down the street and was 13 years younger than our 32. He and his family had moved in earlier that year, but we had never noticed him because he was attending school and lived on campus. Sandy and I had an old Corvette, and it seems that whenever we had it out that summer, Steve would show up. He was a nice young man who was very mature for his age. He could hold a decent conversation and was very polite and considerate.
Before long, he and I were doing a lot of guy stuff together, working on the car, sports, etc. Although Sandy liked him, she pretty much left us alone. However, after a while, she began to include herself in many of our activities. And within a short time, she and Steve were finding themselves attractive to each other. I acted as though I did not notice.
I did not let them know I was aware of how often they would innocently touch each other, hand onto an arm, and brush along side one another as they walked. I did not let on; I noticed how they looked at one another or how helpful they were to each other. I was going to let them believe I was unaware until I felt the time was right. Perhaps there was a chance of my fantasy becoming true.
One night, while making love while we were kissing, as I worked one of our friends in and out of her pussy she told me how good it felt to have that cock in her while she was holding my dick. I asked her if she wished that were Steve’s cock in her right now. Sandy tore away from me, sat up, and quite angrily began accusing me of all sorts of vile things.
Once she calmed down a bit, I told her nice try at being angry; however, I do have eyes, and I believe she has had a few thoughts about fucking him. With that, she smiled and slid back down along the side of me. She told me that perhaps she might have been wrong in telling me we would never act on our fantasies. She would appreciate it if I would allow her to reconsider. I looked at her while thinking long and hard about her request. After at least one millionth of a second, I responded positively. Some very great sex was enjoyed that night.
Together, we planned the seduction of Steve. Although we would like him to replace our “friend,” we were not sure how he would react. Over the next several nights, we tried different alternatives. The next few times Steve would be over, Sandy became bolder with him. I, of course, acted as though I saw and heard nothing. Sandy would touch him more often, on his arm, his hands, and soon his thigh. She made sure she was always very close to him. Whenever I was out of the room or they were behind me, she would rub herself against him. Within a week, he was ready.
We decided I would approach him the following Saturday with our desires while Sandy would be away at a friend’s bridal shower. Based on his reaction, we would determine how we spent the rest of the weekend.
When Steve arrived at his normal 1 pm time, I told him Sandy said our project for the day was to clean out the garage. For the next 2 and a half hours, we swept, moved, and cleaned. I told Steve we were a bit dirty; we had better clean up before Sandy came home. After getting a cold drink, we went into our bedroom to use the shower. I told him the guest bath shower did not have very good pressure.
Telling Steve to take his shower first, I laid on our bed to wait my turn. While he showered, I looked and admired how Sandy had arranged certain items to get Steve’s attention and perhaps excite him some.
She had casually left her red silk robe lying across the bed. I noticed prior to Steve closing the bathroom door that a baby doll was hanging on the back of the door. Somewhere. I knew it would be a pair of thigh-length nylons draped over something. Sure enough, over the back of the chair next to the bathroom door, they were. And, of course, a subtle amount of fragrance was hanging in the air.
When Steve came out of the bathroom, he told me to get us another beer, and I’d be right out. I took a nicer, hotter shower, hoping Steve would have enough time to become aroused by his surroundings. I then put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt.
As I picked up the drink he brought for me, I noticed Steve was lying on the bed and Sandy’s robe was over his lap. I asked him if he was comfortable, and he told me the bed was very nice. I told him Sandy, and I have had many fantasies about him being in our bed.
Watching the shocked and puzzled look that came across his face, I walked out of the room. By the time I entered the living room, Steve was hot on my heels, asking me what I had just said.
I sat on the couch and calmly repeated my words. He stood there staring at me, not saying anything. Finally, he asked, What would happen if he were in our bed? I told him anything he would like and asked if he was interested.
As he sat there in a stunned state, unable to answer, Sandy walked into the room.
She had dressed well for the shower. Her 5’-8”, 128 lbs. frame was covered with a white silk blouse, black bra, skirt that ended just above her knees, near black nylons, and low heels. Her blonde hair hung just above her shoulders. She was quite a sight.
When Steve saw her, his mouth dropped open, but no words came out. He looked at her, then at me, then picked up his drink. When he finished, he looked at us again, still unable to say anything.
Sandy knew what we had been talking about, and as she walked to the couch I was sitting on, she displayed a lot of legs as she sat. She asked if I had received an answer yet. When I told her we had just reached that point, she walked in, and I was still waiting. She looked at Steve and asked him to get her a drink while he was thinking of a response.
It was hard not to notice the bulge in the front of his shorts as he walked to the kitchen. While he was out of the room, Sandy told me all she could think about in the shower was that hopefully 2 hard cocks would be waiting for her when she arrived home. As she reached for my crotch, she said she believed she just saw the outline of one, and she was now feeling the second.
When Steve returned with her drink, Sandy did not reach for it; instead, she made him lean over and hand it to her. As she reached for it, she stopped just short of taking it, and while rubbing her nylon-encased leg against his bare leg, she asked him if he had made a decision. We both saw his dick jump against his pants as he responded with a very weak yes. “What?” Sandy asked. “Yes,” he responded. Sandy asked him if he wanted to place any limits on anything, to which he replied that he was willing to do whatever we wanted.
Sandy smiled at him as she slid her hands up the outside of his legs, telling him that he wouldn’t regret his choice. As her hands reached the bottom of his shorts, they disappeared inside the leg opening. I could see them move under his pants towards the tent formed by his hard dick. Just before her hands reached his cock, Sandy clasped the short’s material and, with one smooth motion, pulled them down.
To both our surprises, Steve was not wearing underwear, so his cock leaped forward, nearly striking Sandy in the face. This was the first dick other than mine she has seen for several years. Because she did not expect it to be exposed so quickly, she just stared at it. Later, we both told each other how we were thinking that soon this dick would be fucking her.
As Sandy stared at Steve’s cock, she moved ever so close to him. Soon her mouth was less than an inch away, and her tongue started out between her lips. With her eyes slightly closed, she licked the head of his cock. Twice, her tongue made contact before she opened her lips. Soon her lips surrounded half of his cock head, and then she had it all.
All the years I dreamt about this, all the playing we did, all the planning we did for this moment, did not prepare me for what I was watching. This was by far better, and the feelings were much more intense than I could have ever imagined. I was sitting no more than 3-feet away from my wife as she was sucking another man’s cock. I was so hard and so excited that I was afraid to move because the least amount of friction against my dick would have caused me to cum.
Sensing my emotions Sandy removed her mouth from Steve’s dick turned to me and asked how I was. I told her, don’t stop. She turned back, taking his dick back into her mouth.
I watched in awe as my wife sucked Steve’s dick. In and out of her mouth, he went. Then she took him out to lick the underside, then one side, and then the other. Into her mouth, she took him again. Steve’s hands moved to the side of her head, holding her as he started to fuck her mouth. Sandy was playing with his balls with one hand while the other was stroking the portion of his cock that was not in her mouth.
Within minutes, the pace of him fucking her mouth increased. Sensing he was about to cum Sandy placed both of her hands on his cock, and just as he began to explode, she pulled him out of her mouth so his cum would land on her face. He came with such force that the first spurt flew over her head, landing on the back of the couch. The next few spurts found her cheek, then her chin, and finally her blouse. Sandy continued stroking his cock, trying to get more cum. Once the final drops came out, she took his dick into her mouth, giving him a few more licks.
She then turned to me, asking if I liked what I saw. Without answering her, I leaned forward to kiss her. I could taste him on her lips and on her tongue. We swapped spit for several minutes. God, I was ready to explode. Here I had just witnessed my lovely wife sucking the dick of another until he came, and then, while still holding his semi-hard cock, she was kissing me, feeding me some of his cum that she held in her mouth.
Sandy broke off our kiss, stood up, told us if we wanted more, we should join her in the bedroom, and walked away. When Steve and I entered our bedroom, Sandy was lying in the middle of the bed, patting each side of her, signaling where she wanted us. Steve laid on her right. They began kissing immediately. Wanting him naked, her hands were under his shirt, pushing it over his head. His hands went down the front of her skirt; he wanted her pussy. There was no doubt when his hand made contact with her cunt. Her body seemed to melt.
I lay next to them, just watching. My wife was kissing a naked man while his hand was working on her cunt under her clothes. I wanted to grab my dick and masturbate while I watched, but I held back. All of a sudden, Sandy broke off their kiss, grabbed his hand that was down the front of her skirt, and told Steve to stop.
I thought she must have had a change of emotions. But she reached around her back to pull down the zipper on her skirt. As she lay back down, she said to Steve, It should be easier now. His hand went back down her skirt as they began to kiss again.
As they kissed, she was moving her hips upward to meet his hand while at the same time stroking his hard dick, making it grow even larger.
I began to unbutton her blouse, then pushed up her bra to expose her tits. Steve broke off their kiss, looked at her tits, and lowered his head to take one of Sandy’s nipples into his mouth. While Steve was sucking her one tit, I was playing with the other.
Sandy turned to me and said she had to fuck him and wanted to know if I really wanted her to. I assured her that I wanted her to fuck him, that it was okay with me.
With that said, she pushed Steve away, telling him he had to fuck her just as soon as she got her clothes off. With one motion, she removed her blouse. Then she pulled down her skirt, pantyhose, and panties together. I took one leg while Steve took the other, and we pulled her pantyhose off her legs.
While we were removing her hose, Sandy lay back down and was pulling Steve onto her while at the same time telling me to get my clothes off. I stripped as he moved between her legs.
As Steve moved between her legs, Sandy reached between their bodies, grabbing his dick. She rubbed him back and forth over her cunt. Each time the head of his dick came into sight, more of it was covered with her juices, making it shine.
Sandy moved his dick to the opening of her cunt and held it there. Together, they pushed into each other. When they moved apart, I could see her juices covering about one-third of his cock. Then they pushed into each other again. This time, when they moved apart, at least half of his dick was wet. Then, when they moved into each other again, he went all the way into her.
I cannot explain my feelings as I lay next to my wife as another man’s cock was sliding in and out of her. While he was pushing down into her, she was pushing back up to him. Her legs were wrapped around his. Her hands were clasped around his ass. She was guiding him as he drove his dick into her. She wanted him; she needed his cock in her. No amount of fantasizing or role-playing could prepare me for what I was seeing. It was much better than I had ever thought.
While Sandy and Steve fucked, my dick was rubbing against her leg. They had been fucking for less than half a minute when Sandy threw her head back. Her eyes rolled back as she arched her back. She was cumming. The sounds she made, the sight she presented, and the friction of her leg were too much for me. My dick exploded, sending my cum over Steve’s ass and onto Sandy’s leg.
Within seconds of Sandy and I cumming, Steve drove into her hard and fast, signaling the arrival of his orgasm. As he came, he held himself deep in her. Once, twice, and three times, he sent his cum into her. Then he fell onto her.
We all lay still, catching our breath, then Steve rolled off my wife. I watched as he pulled out of her. A string of their combined juices ran from the head of his softened dick to her open cunt.
I kissed Sandy’s neck as I told her I loved her. My hand moved down her stomach to the top of her pussy. I could feel the dampness of her pubic hair. The skin around her pussy was hot.
I kissed her shoulder to her tit. Then I continued down to her stomach. As I reached her belly button, I stopped and looked at her cunt. My hand had not gone any farther than the top of her cunt. I moved my head a bit closer. I could see her lips pulsating. As they opened and closed, some of Steve’s cum was forced out. A pool of his cum was on the top of her cunt, while what was being forced from her cunt was running between her legs and her ass.
Sandy placed her hand on my shoulder and told me to do it. With ever so slight pressure, she pushed me closer to her pussy. I knew what she wanted, and she knew I would do it. As my head came closer, I licked her hair. She continued pushing me closer. When my tongue touched her clit her hand squeezed my shoulder while she cried yes, yes. She pushed her hips upward, grinding her cunt into my mouth. The first thing I tasted was Steve’s cum. It was different than mine. Not as bitter, smoother.
Once I tasted it, I wanted more. I did not need Sandy to push herself on me. I held her hips down and pushed my mouth onto her cunt. My tongue went over, went in, and went all around her cunt. Licking, sucking, and cleaning. I wanted it, and so did she. While eating her cunt, I turned so she could suck my still-hard dick.
I licked and sucked every part of her cunt. Licking and cleaning both of their cum juices.
Even though eating her after fucking her with the dildo was good, eating her right after the real thing fucked her was much better.
We both came again. Then we rolled apart; Sandy used my leg as a pillow. We talked as we rested. While I rubbed her lower right leg, she rubbed my hip and fondled Steve’s soft dick. Steve’s hand went between her tit and her stomach, rubbing ever so lightly.
It was not that long before Steve started to get hard again. Sandy stared at his growing dick. Her hand moved up and down it’s length, nursing it to get bigger. Steve’s hand came off her tit, traveled past her stomach, and stopped on her pussy. I had a great view lying at their feet.
Sandy opened her legs, giving him more room to work her pussy. Their heads turned to each other, and they kissed. As Steve worked his fingers in and out of her cunt Sandy moved her hips in synch. Her hand never stopped moving on his dick. Of course, by now, my dick had hardened and reacted with a throb when Sandy took hold of it.
I could only imagine how she felt laying there naked, with Steve’s hand playing with her pussy and a hard dick in each one of her hands. I know it looked good.
Sandy broke off their kiss by saying, “Let’s not be in such a rush this time,” and she turned her back to Steve. As she took my dick into her mouth, Steve slid his dick into my wife’s cunt.
Instead of watching his cock move in and out of Sandy’s cunt, I moved so I could suck her pussy and lick his cock as they fucked. For the next 20 minutes or so, Steve fucked my wife as she sucked my dick, and I licked them both.
Sandy was the first to show signs of cumming. She ground her cunt into my face while moving it to meet Steve’s thrusts. Within moments, she came. As Sandy’s orgasm was subsiding, Steve’s was just starting.
He began taking shorter yet harder strokes, and soon he was grinding his dick into Sandy without moving. His orgasm was quick and strong. As he was unloading his cum into Sandy, my dick was filling her mouth with my cum. Never before had she allowed me to cum in her mouth. As she said later, when she realized both dicks were cumming at the same time, she wanted them both to fill her with their cum. She held me in her mouth for just a few seconds, then held her mouth to the side of my dick as I continued to cum.
I continued to lick Sandy’s cunt and Steve’s softening cock. When his dick came out of her, I took him into my mouth and sucked off their combined juices. Sandy knew what I was doing, and I heard her tell Steve it was all right; this is what we wanted.
Once he was cleaned, I moved so I could suck his juices from my wife’s pussy. As I licked and sucked her cunt, she and Steve kissed. Soon Sandy was cumming again. I was licking her lover’s cum from her cunt while she was kissing her lover. It was too much for her to handle, so she came.
Once Sandy calmed down, we dressed and went back to the living room. We discussed what happened and made plans to get together the next weekend.
Sandy and I spent that night and the next day reliving our experience and planning for our next get-together.
