During the past three months my wife had fucked over fifty different men and it is all my fault.  I've watched her do most of them, but on several occasions she has gone out on a "date" and not come home for two or three days, during which time I sit at home, play with my dick and wonder what she is doing and with how many.  I have only myself to blame because it is because of me that she's doing it.

It all started because my dick was sore.  Mary Ellen and I have been married for a little over a year.  She was a virgin when we met, but I corrected that on our fourth date and from that time on we have fucked at least six times a week.  Since our marriage Mary Ellen's sexual appetite has increased - greatly!  We had been having sex daily, sometimes several times a day, and by the end of the first year of our marriage I was bone dead tired and my dick was sore.  There came the night that I told Mary Ellen that I couldn't perform and she went to bed unsatisfied for the first time since I had popped her cherry. 

We did not fuck for a week and Mary Ellen was climbing walls.  We were arguing over the least little thing and our relationship was getting a bit frosty and I knew it was all due to her sexual frustration.  By the end of that week my dick had recovered somewhat and we were back to having sex three and sometimes four time a week, but that wasn't near enough for Mary Ellen.  I love her dearly and I did not want to lose her, but our marriage was not going to survive if the fighting continued.  So one night I told her that she was going to have to find herself a couple of horny studs to scratch her itch when I couldn't.  I explained to her that she was fucking me to death - literally - and that since I couldn't keep up with her and the lack of sex was driving her up the wall, she was going to have to find outside relief if she wanted our marriage to survive.  She started crying, said that I didn't love her anymore - I couldn't love her and ask her to do something like that.  It took hours of talking to convince her that I did love her and would always love her and want her sexually, just not as often as she wanted it.  I told her I would even help her find her new lovers.

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The very next day I called her and told her I was bringing someone home for dinner. 

"Wear something sexy honey.  I think I can promise you a fun filled night."

 I'm really tight with a couple of guys I work with and one day, a few months previous, one of them, Jim, had commented on my appearance, "You look like death warmed over, you getting enough sleep?"

 I told him that as a matter of fact I wasn't, that my wife wanted sex all the time and that by the time morning rolled around I was whipped.  He had laughed and said that anytime I wanted some help to give him a call.  I reminded Jim of that conversation and asked him if he really meant it and he said hell yes so I invited him over for dinner.  Following dinner we went into the family room where the three of us sat and tried to talk, but things were very awkward between us.  Finally I said, "Honey, Jim has never seen our house.  Why don't you take him on a tour."

Mary Ellen gave me a nervous look and then she and Jim got up and left the room.  I turned on the TV and watched a half an hour of I don't even remember what and when Mary Ellen and Jim had not returned by then I got up and walked to the bedroom.  I could hear them long before I saw them and what I heard made my dick hard. 

"Oh god oh god yes yes like that yes oh yes that feels so good fuck me fuck me fuck me."

 I looked in the room and saw Mary Ellen, her legs kicking in the air, Jim between those legs and driving hard.  I watched for several minutes and neither one of them even noticed me.  I went back to the TV and eventually feel asleep in front of it.  I woke up at four in the morning and headed to the bedroom.  I got there just in time to see Mary Ellen putting on fresh lipstick.  She glanced at me and then bent over and started sucking on Jim's cock.  I watched for a minute or two and went back to the family room where I fell asleep again.  The closing of the front door woke me up and I sat up as Mary Ellen walked into the room.  She looked at me for a moment and then said, "Are we still speaking?" 

I got up and took her in my arms, "I told you that I love and that I'll always love you.  What you just did, you did for us.  You are satisfied and I have been able to save my strength so we will be able to have a really good session later on this week.  You did enjoy yourself, didn't you?"

 She nodded her head yes and I took her back into the bedroom where we slept intertwined until three that afternoon.

Jim was a regular visitor to our house after that night and I began looking around for someone else to enjoy what she had to offer - I didn't want to take the chance of her becoming emotionally attached to anyone else.  Fortunately it wasn't hard to find someone willing to fuck Mary Ellen and soon she had a stable of seven or eight studs that she fucked on a regular basis.  My health got better and I began to spend time in the room with her as she enjoyed her playmates and once or twice I even participated.  It was exciting to watch her in action and while that wasn't the reason for letting the other guys fuck her, I got to where I really enjoyed it.  I was back to fucking Mary Ellen four or five times a week and we were doing great.  And then one night I got home from work and found a note on the kitchen table.  Mary Ellen had gone shopping and she said she was going to stop by Jim's for a quickie.  When she wasn't home by ten I began to worry, but at ten fifteen the phone rang and it was Mary Ellen.  She told me not to worry, "I may be real late baby, so don't wait up.  I'll tell you about it tomorrow." 

When I woke up the next day she still wasn't home so I picked up the phone and, as I was dialing Jim's number she walked in.  She came over to me and gave me a big kiss and I could taste the cum that had been in her mouth. 

"Last night baby, I got more than even I could handle.  I'd still be on my back at Jim's if I hadn't called a halt to things." 

Her visit to Jim's had been unplanned, but as soon as he opened the door and saw he took her by the hand and led her to the bedroom.  The two of them were fucking up a storm when Jim's roommate came in and saw them.  Without waiting for an invitation he stripped and joined them and shortly after that the other guests began to arrive.  Jim's roommate was hosting a poker game that night and for the next twelve hours Mary Ellen had eight cocks constantly looking for a hole to probe.

Following that night Mary Ellen became a group groupie.  She has been the centerpiece at more that two dozen gang bangs and has been the entertainment at several bachelor parties.  The last gang bang lasted three days and when Mary Ellen came home she'd had so much cock that she would not let me touch her for two days and that is something that never had happened before.  I do admit that I worry a lot on the nights she doesn't come home, but I always get turned on when she describes her adventures and I'm glad that I talked her into fucking other men.  Our marriage is still going strong and I'm still fucking her four or five times a week.  As far as I'm concerned, it just doesn't get any better that this.