My Wife Enjoys Outside Lovers... With My Permission By Mark My wife, Angie, was brought up in a strict home, and hadn't even been French-kissed until our first date in college. She was a virgin on our wedding night, and though we fucked only twice, we had simultaneous orgasms the first time. Angie's was so powerful she screamed. She also came very hard on our second coupling. Angie developed such a voracious appetite for sex that we tried every nuance known to man and woman. She became an expert at giving head, developing a fondness for the taste of my semen. She even takes it up the ass about once a month. The internet has been a part of our lives for the past three years, and the stories we have found about men sharing their wives get Angie as hot as they do me. This past New Year's my firm gave a giant party to celebrate record profits. Angie came to it in a tight little black dress that had a mid-thigh hemline and spaghetti straps up above. The low-cut neckline revealed most of her back and an eye-catching amount of cleavage. The dress clung to her luscious body like a second skin, and caused every man in the room to do a double take. I could tell Angie was excited because her firm nipples showed plainly through the thin fabric, and because her brown eyes were flashing with eagerness. At this point Norm, the company president, walked over for an introduction. "I have to dance with this ravishing beauty," he said. "Be my guest," I said. The next song was a slow one, and before it was over Angie's body was plastered against Norm's. In the dim light I could see his hands were plainly and boldly cupping my wife's firm ass cheeks. At the end of the dance Norm gave my wife a long and lingering deep kiss and whispered something in her ear. When Angie returned to my side she was breathless. "He wants me to go up and see his suite," she said excitedly, her breasts rising and falling. "Do you want to?" I asked as my cock began to harden. "Well, would you be mad if I did?" Angie asked. "Only if you don't tell me what happens." My beautiful wife smiled happily at my response, and I ran my fingers through her long, dark, curly hair. "Remember, he's the big boss." "He's big all right," Angie whispered. Then she smiled at me and walked toward Norm. "I'll be waiting," I said. I watched Norm escort my stunning young wife toward the elevators. Twenty minutes later I saw Norm again, working the room. But Angie hadn't returned with him, and about five minutes later Norm disappeared into the elevator. Once more I tried to keep my mind off what might be happening, and ignored my watch. About 45 minutes later I saw Angie making her way toward me. Her eyes never left mine until she slid into the chair next to me. She was breathing deeply, and her hand instantly grasped mine. "So," I said, "was I right that he didn't just want to discuss the decor?" "We talked," she said, "but we did everything else too." My cock lurched in my pants, and I caught my breath. Angie waited as I struggled to keep myself under control. "Was he big?" I asked. My beautiful hot wife nodded. Abd then in a low voice, charged with sexual energy she said, "He said he was ten inches, and I believe it. I think he was as big around as my wrist. I leaned in close, slid my hand along her thigh, squeezing it as my cock throbbed. "Tell me all about it," I insisted. "Well, on the way up in the elevator he kissed me. At first it was just regular kissing, but then with a lot of tongue. I could feel his cock against my belly, and he was squeezing my butt and sliding my dress up. When the elevator stopped he had the skirt all the way up to my waist and I was Frenching him back. I was so hot I couldn't stop." I kissed her quickly, tasting a taint essence of semen, and said, "Okay. Go on. I want to hear everything." "We went into the suite, sat on a love seat, and he kissed me and felt my boobs. Then he unzipped his pants and put my hand on his throbbing cock. Honey, I've never felt anything like it before. I had to took at it to be sure it wasn't fake or something." When I gasped, Angie squeezed my hand and looked deep into my eyes. I could tell what was going through her mind, and I said, "I love you, and my cock is about to explode. It's killing me but I've never been so turned-on." "When we got to the room," Angie continued, "he said he had to go back downstairs to the party and put in an appearance, and he wanted me buck naked, except for my heels, when he came back. So I took off my dress and panties and waited for him to return." I groaned softly at the vision of my wife, naked and horny, waiting for her new lover and his gargantuan love stick. "Was he pleased when he got back?" "Oh, yes," Angie said, blushing. "He almost ripped his clothes, he was taking them off so fast. The tablecloth was long, and my napkin was on my lap when I unzipped my pants, releasing my pulsing prick. "Go on" I said, as I placed her hand on it. She fondled it under the linen as she continued. "We kissed, he felt me up, and I handled his prick. Then we got on the bed, and... well... we did it." "Did he feel good?" I asked. Angie lowered her eyes. "It was a lot better than good," she said softly. "Did you like his length or his girth best?" I asked as fluid began oozing from my prick, smearing Angie's palm. "If I had to choose, I'd say his thickness. It was nice feeling so filled." "His cock has touched you where mine never will," I said, unable to keep a hint of jealousy out of my voice. My wife only nodded silently. "I came, just when he got it all the way in. It was a screamer," she admitted. I moaned softly as Angie stroked me. "He kept telling me how great my pussy felt, how tight it was and how juicy it felt. He was ramming me hard, and I put my heels in the middle of his back so he could penetrate me as deep as possible. He liked it when I yelled and kicked. He didn't last very long though, probably about three or four minutes, tops. I came again when he did, but it was kind of a weak one." "So your cunt is full of his sperm," I said, sliding my hand up between her thighs. As I felt slimy stickiness below her twat, I erupted with a moan, spraying semen all over Angie's hand and the napkin. "I think you came a cupful," she said with a giggle. I nodded, keeping her hand on me. My penis had barely shrunk. "Was that it?" I asked. "No," my wife said. She smiled, and my cock again began to expand. "We kissed some more, and he touched me down there and- you know... sort of teased my ass hole." I knew what was coming. "He asked if he could screw my ass, and I was all for it," Angie said. "Stroke me," I croaked. "Go on." Her hand began its expert manipulation once more. "He got up beside my face and played with my nipples while I sucked him hard. Then I got on my knees, and he used his come and my juice to lubricate me. Then he put himself inside and did me. It felt really good, but he has no staying power. He came too fast." "Did you come?" I asked. She shook her head no. I was about to explode again. "He said I was fantastic, one of the best lays of his life." Once more she studied my face. "He wants me to come to work for him." With another low guttural moan I came again. More thick, white spunk splattered Angie's hand and the already soaked napkin. Panting, I put away my tender organ and zipped up. Thank God, the room was dimly lit and no one was paying any attention to us. Angie brought her come-coated hand to her lips to lick off my jism as she smiled lewdly at me. "Do you think you want to take on a new job?" I asked. "I think I can handle it," she said. Then she looked me right in my eyes and said, "Can you handle it?" "As long as you promise to bring your work home with you and tell me all about your day. You did tell me every thing, didn't you?" Angie smiled mischievously and said, "Just about. I thought I'd save a few details for later." "Well, I think we should head for I home," I said. "Then you can tell me everything you left out. We can talk about what you'll be doing on your new job too." When we got home we screwed more intensely than we ever had. I got a kick out of sliding my dick through the slipery jis left inside my wife by my boss. In the months following, Angie would come home and tell me how Norm had her sit under her desk and give him blow jobs as he conducted business on the phone. On several occassions he also screwed her right on top of his desk, after locking his office door. Eventually, Norm asked Angie if she could join him on a trip to a business convention. When she told me about his request, I told her to go for it... to enjoy herself. Two weeks later Angie joined Norm on a four-day trip to Las Vegas. When she returned she told me all the different ways she and Norm had sex together. Every report she gives me leads to us having really great sex together. There you have it, another person off the unemployment rolls... and thoroughly enjoying her new work and new pleasure partners. One thing I have missed is seeing her get screwed by Norm. Since he is my boss, that is never likely to happen. So, Angie and I decided to find another new lover for her through the Internet. Using CraigsList we found that there are lots of guys who were eager to be the second guy in threesomes. We selected a few of them, and began to make contacts. The first guy we met was Gary, a businessman in town for a few days. We met him for dinner and ended up going to his room. Angie wanted to show me what she had been doing with Norm. So, as soon as we got into Gary's room Angie got on her knees and unzipped Gary's pants. She gently withdrew his cock and began to suck on him as Gary and I watched. It wasn't long before all three of us were nude and laying on Gary's bed... with Angie in the middle. Gary and I both sucked on Angie's lucious breasts while our hands roamed over her body. Soon Gary was between her legs, tonguing her pussy and clit while I necked with my loving wife. Then Gary lifted Angie's legs and moved up onto the bed, between her legs. His cock was hard, and aiming right toward Angie's moist pussy. He asked, "May I?" Angie looked at me and I said, "Sure... that's why we are here." What a kick to actually watch another guy's cock slip between my Angie's pussy lips... and slowly bury himself within her. He started a slow rythum, and Angie grinned at me. I was holding Angie in my arms as Gary picked up the pace of his fucking. After a few moments I felt Angie's body tremble as her hips began to rise to meet Gary's strokes... and then she shook as an orgasm ripped through her. She let out a bit of a scream and her eyes seemed to roll back as she savoured her sexual high. Angie must have squeezed her vaginal muscles as she came. I looked up to see a grimace on Gary's face as he worked hard to avoid shooting his own load. He managed, and within a minute he was pumping in and out again. As Angie regained her composure she asked me to move up on the bed so she could suck my cock while Gary renewed his fucking actions. With Angie's upper torso turned slightly toward me, I fed my hard cock into her mouth. What a pleasure to have my wife sucking me as this new friend was sawing his own cock in and out of her pussy. Before long Gary was really pumping hard into Angie... his balls slapping her crotch on every inward stroke. Angie moved her head away from my cock and used her hand to stroke it instead. She told me later that she felt another orgasm coming on, and she didn't want to bite me. This time Gary pounded Angie's pussy with all he had, bringing both Angie and himself to roaring orgasms. Then Gary fell onto the bed on the side opposite me. I immediately took his place between Angie's legs and slid my hard cock through his juices and into my loving wife's velvety tunnel of pleasure. That was the only time we got together with Gary, since he left town the next day. However, we have had similar adventures with several other guys we met through CraigsList. Of course, during the day, Angie still has many trysts with Norm... and tells me every detail. I love the fact that my Angie is such a horny, sensual gal. I hope you enjoyed my report. Mark