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 My Wife Introduced Me to Multiple-Partner Sex Received by Joan on 6/17/02

   By Bill Outside, thunder rolled and slammed against the windows while
lightning zigzagged across the sky.  Inside, Suzanne was undisturbed. 
Astride the four-poster bed, she was on her hands and knees as she
concentrated on the large cock she was hungrily swallowing.

   Taking all seven inches (or was it eight...  but who's counting?) into
her mouth, she licked and swirled her tongue around the head and shaft.

   At the other end, a cock of about the same size, but this one a dark
cocoa color, pistoned in and out of her pussy, sending orgasmic waves
through her body each time it touched her clitoris.  Her male friends were
in ecstasy as my beautiful wife, a forty-year-old mother of two, pleased
herself and her two studs.

   Across the hall in the other bedroom, I was in a similar heaven.  There,
standing in front of me was a redhead with small but perky tits, a narrow
waist and a face to die for.  Her raven hair cascaded down on her
shoulders.

   Her eyes were closed and turned to the ceiling as she enjoyed herself
while I tongued her pussy.  Next to us was a second woman.  Compared to the
redhead in front of me, she was as different as night is from day. 
Nonetheless, she was just as sexy, her dark skin belying her Jamaican
heritage.  She sucked on the nipples of the brunette, bringing her ever
more pleasure.



   My name is Bill and the woman in the other room is Suzanne, my wife of
twenty years.  Here is how we came to be in this pleasant situation.

   I am the quintessential traveling salesman, gone from home at least four
days out of every five.  My product is myself.  I am one of those
out-of-town experts, a consultant, who, for a fee of anywhere from $200 an
hour on up will tell you things you already know...  but need confirmation
of...  from someone else.

   The whole thing started about six months ago when my consulting gig in
St.  Louis came to an abrupt end.  The CEO of the company I was visiting
ran off to Brazil with the company cash and a twenty-year-old receptionist,
bringing things there to a halt.

   While the company got their act together, I decided to fly home early
and surprise my wife with a visit.  On the plane home and the drive from
the airport I figured that, out of 20 years of marriage, I must have been
away for about 18 of those 20 years.

   Although I made a good living for my family, the strain of being alone
so much must have taken its toll on Suzanne.  Lately, it seemed that we had
even less and less time together.  It had to have been at least a month
since we were intimate.

   Well, I thought, it was only ten in the morning.  The kids would be at
school.  Suzanne and I would be alone.  I might just get my 'ears lowered'.
The thought of getting laid sent my cock into erection.  Down boy, I
thought, it's another twenty minutes until we're home.

   When I got there I stopped about three houses away from mine and parked
on the side of the road.  Nothing like a surprise to liven things up. 
Curiously, the front door was unlocked, and I let myself in quietly.

   At first I was confused.  There was no one to greet me, and the house
was darkened by having the drapes pulled shut, blocking any light from
entering.  As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I heard music playing from
one of the back bedrooms.  Rock music streamed into my ears as I silently
crept to the back of the house.

   As I neared the source of the music, the master bedroom with the door
pulled shut, I heard voices.  Not one but several.  A distinctly male voice
said, "Take it all, baby!" and a female voice that sounded like Suzanne's
responded with a "Give it to me, I want it all." What the hell, I thought?

   I cracked open the bedroom door enough to take in a sight to behold. 
There on the bed was Suzanne, dressed in black hose and a garter belt
astride the bed.  With her were not one but two companions.  The man was a
young stud of about twenty-five, a blonde surfer type...  and the woman was
Suzanne's age.  Looking closer, I could see that the woman was Angela, our
next door neighbor.  Angela was totally naked, and she had her mouth and
tongue buried in Suzanne's pussy while Suzanne deep-throated the man's
enormous cock.

   I was frozen, unmoving.  Perhaps angry at first, my anger turned to
wonder, then to arousal.  I stood there and watched while my wife and her
two companions performed every sex act imaginable.  Oblivious to the world,
I think I could have jumped up and down and they wouldn't have seen me.

   Suddenly, the man erupted a geyser of sperm...  and Suzanne and Angela
lapped up every drop.  Spent, they collapsed on the bed.  I quietly closed
the door, went back outside, climbed in my car and went to the first bar I
came to, where I ordered a double vodka to calm my senses.

   Two or three drinks later I came to a conclusion.  Like it or not I was
incredibly aroused by the sexual magic my wife was capable of bestowing on
her partners.  And, damn it, I was bound and determined to get my share of
that.  I was her husband for god's sake.

   Deciding on a plan of action, I would say nothing to Suzanne about what
I had seen.  As for Angela, that was a different story.  She and I had
enjoyed a spirited relationship in the past, teasing each other about
things sexual, but never consummating anything.

   When I returned to the house a few hours later I found Suzanne sound
asleep, naked as the day she was born.  Her two companions had left.  I
went next door and knocked.  Angela answered my knocks, and when she came
to the door she had that 'just fucked' look about her.  She was dressed in
a rather provocative nightgown that showed enough cleavage to satisfy
anyone.  Surprised to see me, she was initially speechless.

   "Hey there, Angela", I said, "can I come in for a minute?"

   "Su-su-su-sure, Bill", she stuttered, "I thought you were away on
business".

   "I was, but I had to come home early," I said.  The next five minutes
were taken up with idle chitchat.

   Finally, I got to the point.  "Tell me, Angela, what's beneath that gown
of yours?  That sure is a noticeable outfit, especially at 2 in the
afternoon."

   "Bill," she said, "what are you asking me?  You know, Suzanne is right
next door."

   Here came the punch line.  "Well," I said, "Suzanne is asleep, and she
looks just like someone who just got laid...  over and over and over. 
Kinda like you look.  In fact, I'd like some of what you were giving that
young surfer-type a little earlier.  Yea, I saw the three of you.  But
don't worry.  I only want to sample it myself."

   Angela's first look was one of guilt, of being caught in the act. 
However, that passed in an instant as she thought to herself of what could
happen here.  Her guilty look turned to one of conspiracy, then to passion.
She walked a few steps toward the bedroom, turned and slipped off her gown,
beckoned me to join her, and then went into the bedroom.

   I should tell you a little about Angela.  She is a 5'6" redhead with
blazing green eyes and a dynamite figure.  Her breasts are not particularly
large, but the aureoles on them are the size of silver dollars, dark brown
in color.  She is married to a guy named George who, when not at work, is
permanently glued to the golf course.  I had often wondered what it would
be like to fuck Angela.  Well, today I would find out, big time.

   Entering the bedroom, the naked Angela came to me and literally ripped
my clothes off.  Her pussy was wet in an instant, and my cock sprang to
life.  Bending in front of me, Angela took in her mouth every bit of my
cock, almost bringing me to orgasm right then and there.  Backing off a
little, she said, "Not so fast, big boy, I want to feel you inside me
before I let you cum."

   Angela lay on the bed and let me enter her doggie-style.  Her hips and
succulent ass were grinding against me.  She began to shiver in what was to
be only the first of a series of climaxes.  We rocked together for at least
thirty minutes.  The sheen of perspiration was glowing on her body as she
worked my cock back and forth in her pussy.

   Suddenly, we both exploded, me gushing sperm into her, and Angela
letting forth with her stored-up pussy juices.  We lay on the bed with her
head tucked into my shoulder until we regained our composure.

   After a few minutes Angela said, without prompting, "Bill, I want to
show you something.  Just watch." She stood up, walked over to the VCR in
the bedroom, and put in a tape.

   It started playing a home movie of sorts with the typical jiggly picture
shots.  I could discern from the picture that it was being taken in this
very room, and I could see three, no four men standing naked around the
bed. Their cocks were at rigid attention as they surveyed the bed.

   "Just watch now, Bill", said Angela.  "I think you'll want to see this."

   The camera turned to a figure on the bed, also naked and reclining.  It
was a woman, somehow familiar, but the men around her blocked her face. 
All four climbed onto the bed with her.  One entered her pussy, one kneeled
at her face and presented his cock, which she took into her mouth, while
the other two, one on each side, allowed her to stroke their cocks with
either hand.

   And then I knew what I was watching.  The woman was my wife, Suzanne,
and she was in bed with four studs.  And enjoying herself, I might add.

   "This was taken six months ago," said Angela.  "Suzanne picked up the
four guys at a bar and brought them here.  Just watch some more."

   And watched I did as my wife was fucked by and sucked on the four men.
Every position and combination imaginable was tried.  Even though I had
just fucked Angela only a few minutes ago, my cock got hard as I watched,
and Angela leaned over and began sucking my cock as I watched the tape.  I
felt the cum begin to rise in me just as the four guys spewed their cum on
Suzanne.  Angela sucked me dry as I watched Suzanne's immeasurable pleasure
unfold.

   Well, where do we go from here?  I knew that I wanted in on the two
women's sexual escapades.  But how?  What was the solution?  Angela had the
answer.

   "With you away so often, and my husband on the golf course every waking
hour, we got lonely...  and horny," Angela said.  "We were talking one day
about sex, and before we knew what hit us we had picked up a guy at the
store, brought him back here, and fucked him.  After that it skyrocketed.

   First one man, then a group of men.  We have even gotten it on with
other women.  Suzanne has told me many times how much she would like for
you to join us...  but she hasn't had the nerve.  We have a really exciting
thing planned for next week...  it's her birthday present from me.  Why
don't you join us?"

   A plan was hatched.  Angela and I talked about how to arrange things
until we had it down pat.

   Suzanne of course was surprised when I showed up at the house later that
day.  Explaining that my consulting gig was cut short, I told her I was
home for the rest of the week.  The next few days went by without incident.
I saw Angela a few times (once when I went out to pick up the morning paper
(she was doing the same)...  she flashed me with her tits to excite me.

   And then Monday came along.  I kissed Suzanne goodbye, told her I would
call her during the week, and told her I was sorry I would be out of town
on her birthday (was that a trace of a smile when I mentioned her
birthday?).

   I left the house, packed for my weekly trip out of town.  Instead of
going to the airport, I followed the plan Angela and I had devised.  I left
my car in a parking lot, got a rental car and drove to a house clear on the
other side of town.

   When I got to the front door there was a note taped to it for me.  It
read, "Bill, Angela told us all about you and Suzanne.  And the surprise
you have planned for your wife.  Let yourself in and make yourself at home.
We'll be back in a few hours." It was signed, James and Leona.

   Okay, I thought.  I let myself into the quiet well-kept home, took a
seat on the couch and relaxed.  My new friends had left some wine for me,
so I poured myself a glass.  Three glasses and about an hour later I
decided to take a nap.  After all, I would need my energy that night.  I
lay back on the couch, took off my shoes and went to sleep.

   I must have slept soundly, because the next thing I knew I was awakened
by the sound of the front door opening.  A voice called out in a peculiar
lilting accent, "Bill, are you there?"

   "Right here," I answered.  I got up to meet my hosts.

   My first sight of the lady of the house almost took my breath away. 
Long hair done in braids fell loosely about her shoulders.  Large,
expressive eyes looked out from a face with clearly Caribbean features. 
Her skin was the color of coffee, no cream or sugar.  She stood about 5'8"
and was dressed in a white halter-top and leg-hugging shorts.  A pair of
'come fuck me' pumps completed the look.  This must be Leona.

   Extending her hand, she said, "Hi there.  I'm Leona.  My husband James
will be home soon.  I hope you are comfortable."

   Indeed I was as my eyes undressed Leona.  We talked for the next hour,
and I found out that she was originally from Jamaica, had come to the US
about five years ago, and had married James.  Where did they meet Suzanne
and Angela?  James and she had met them 'at a party' a few weeks ago, and
had planned something special for Suzanne's birthday.  And she was just
thrilled that I was joining them, a surprise for Suzanne.

   We drank a few more glasses of wine as we talked, and my hand brushed
against hers a few times as we sat on the couch.  When it happened again
Leona stopped my hand and placed it on her left breast.

   "Do you like what you feel, Bill?  Tonight we will experience pleasures
you will never forget."

   Our bodies seemed to come together like magnets, and we kissed
passionately on the couch.  Our arms intertwined and I drew her to me,
removing her halter-top to expose her lovely dark brown breasts, and pulled
off her skimpy shorts.  As I surmised, she was wearing nothing underneath.

   Just then I heard the front door open.  Pulling away, I was stopped by
Leona's embrace as she drew me even closer.  Placing a finger on my lips to
quiet my anxiety, her eyes commanded me to kiss her again.  I complied,
even though I knew we were about to be discovered.

   Locked in our embrace, I felt but could not see, movement behind me. 
Leona drew me to her breasts and offered her nipples to me to suck. 
Turning my head downward, she asked me to tongue her pussy, and I greedily
lapped at her swollen pussy lips and clitoris.

   Out of the corner of my eye I saw her head turn to the side as another
body stood beside her.  A man was with us, and his body was only slightly
lighter in color than Leona's.  It had to be her husband, James.  Would he
be angry at seeing his wife with another man?  The answer came in a minute.
He peeled off his clothes and, without a word, lifted his cock to Leona's
lips.  She took his cock in her mouth and inhaled it.

   "You must be our new friend Bill," he said.  "Stand up for a minute and
I'll show you something Leona can do that few women can duplicate.  And
don't worry.  Leona and I have put any feelings of jealousy away.  We only
want each other to be pleased in every way."

   Still nervous, I complied and stood on the other side of Leona.  She
expertly took my cock in her free hand and brought it to her mouth,
alternately sucking James, then me.  Then, she placed the heads of both of
our cocks in her mouth at the same time, massaging us with her tongue.  I
felt Leona's tongue and the head of James' cock rubbing against my cock. 
The pleasure was beyond words, for both of us.

   We both erupted geysers of sperm over her face and neck as she continued
to suck us.  Still ready for more, they asked me to join them in their
bedroom.  For the next hour James and I fucked Leona in every way possible.
My newfound friends welcomed me into their home with their bodies and their
passion.  And I reveled in it.  The eroticism of my white body against
Leona's dark beauty was more than I could stand.  I must have cum at least
five more times.

   The next few hours flew by.  After our tryst, James and Leona treated me
to dinner and told me about the night's festivities.  Angela and Suzanne
were to arrive at about 8 PM and, according to our plan, I was to wait in
the other room, Suzanne unsuspecting.  I used their shower to clean and
refresh myself, as we awaited the others.

   The other 'guest' for the evening arrived at about ten minutes before
eight.  The young surfer I had spied at my house fucking Suzanne was named
Rod, and he was a friendly sort of guy (you're becoming friends with
someone who has been fucking your wife?  I thought).

   Right on time, at 8 PM on the dot, Suzanne and Angela arrived.  I went
to one of the bedrooms to make sure I was out of sight, and stood in the
walk-in closet.  I could only wonder what was taking place as I waited.

   I did not have long to wait.  The sounds of singing filled the house,
and I could make out the words "...  happy birthday dear Suzanne, happy
birthday to you".  Within seconds I could hear the room fill with people
and, through a slit in the closet door, I could see Suzanne lying on the
bed, James, Rod, Leona and Angela around her.  My cock leapt to instant
hardness as I saw Suzanne's outfit...  a leather corset with fishnet
stockings and six-inch high platform heels.  Suzanne's breasts bulged from
her outfit.

   James mounted Suzanne and plunged his rock-hard cock into her pussy. 
Her hands on his hips, she pulled him deeper and deeper into her as he
fucked her.  James' cock was all of eight inches, and every bit was inside
Suzanne.  Turning her head to the side, she beckoned Rod to join her.  She
grabbed his cock and swallowed it.

   Angela and Leona turned to each other and kissed, the fiery redhead and
the Jamaican lovely locked together.  The two women then climbed on the bed
and began sucking on Suzanne's tits, driving her into even more ecstasy.

   Without missing a beat, James motioned for me to come to the side of the
bed, out of sight of Suzanne, who had her eyes closed as she enjoyed every
minute of her 'birthday present'.  Taking himself out of Suzanne, James
moved aside, and I slipped my cock into her pussy, Suzanne oblivious to our
actions.  I fucked my wife and, at the same time, watched her suck a cock
and have her tits sucked by two beautiful women.

   James could stand on the sidelines no longer, and he moved to Suzanne's
side, presenting his cock to one of her hands.  Even with Rod's cock in her
mouth, I could hear a muffled "what?" from her, as she realized that there
were three, not two, cocks at her disposal.  I continued pounding away as
the two women pulled back from the bed.  At that point Suzanne could see
me.

   "Bill?  What are you doing here?" she said.

   James did the explaining for all of us.  Turning Suzanne's head toward
him on his side of the bed, he said, in his husky voice, "Bill is part of
our group now.  Just go on enjoying yourself.  After all, three cocks are
better than one".

   Suzanne took him at his word.  In fact, she took him and his cock,
sucking with all her might.  As I continued to fuck her, and she
alternately sucked on James and Rod...  Angela and Leona came to my side
and rubbed their tits against me, kissing my face and neck.

   Well, this is where we started.  Angela, Leona and I retired to another
room while Suzanne continued her tryst with Rod and James.  The thunder
from the storm was nothing compared to Suzanne's screams of delight.



   A month later:

   Well, I've cut back on my travelling to spend more time with my new
friends.  Suzanne and I have never had a more erotic sex life, and we have
opened the doors to many more experiences.

   In fact, just this evening Suzanne and I went out for a drink, and we
ended up bringing back four new friends.  I just can't believe Suzanne...
she just can't get enough cock.  Her four playmates are getting all they
can handle.  As for me, don't worry...  I'm not left out.  Leona and her
sister Rose are coming over to take care of me.