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 The Night My Wife Experienced Another Man's Cock September 1996

   It has been about 8 years since the following event happened...  and I
feel that unless I write it down now, I will forget the many details of
what happened.  This is a true story and only names have been changed.

   Unlike those "my wife is open to fucking any guy" kind of stories, I am
one of the many married men whose wife is usually not in to swinging,
lesbianism or any other beyond-the-norm act that I have attempted to talk
her into.  Don't get me wrong, she is a very sexual person but she is your
basic conservative American girl.  (Which makes our story so incredible.)

   My wife (lets call her Angie) is a very petite 5'1" and 105 lbs.  She
has long, wavy brown hair and pretty blue eyes.  Her best feature is her
34C tits which look huge on such a small frame.  Her figure is somewhat
hour-shaped due to her tits and a very round ass.  She is a very devoted
sexual partner who is willing to please me in many ways.  She had only had
sex with one guy before I met her, and she claims it wasn't a very good
experience since she was very drunk at the time.

   Most of what she knows is what I have taught her.  But, as I said, she
isn't into anything except pleasing me one-on-one.  She is now 31, but the
following events happened when she was 24.  We had only been married for
about two years at that time.

   Now for our story.  Angie and I went to college in Florida.  We live on
the east coast.  We always spend at least a week at a condo on the beach
during the summer months, and that year we decided to go to Daytona Beach.
Angie's best friend Jenny was from that area, and returned there after she
graduated.  Jenny was also a very petite girl who had a very sexy Jewish
look to her.  She had very long, dark, curly hair and a killer body with
dark skin.  She had been Angie's friend through college, and they both were
very proud of the fact that neither one slept around while they were there.


   Their typical evening out was to meet a guy at a bar or a party and make
out with him...  but that was it!  Later they would girl-talk about how
horny the guy was, and how they rejected his advances for anything more
than a good kiss.  (Yes, the word tease does come to mind.) Angie only let
her guard down that one time, letting beer take her too far.

   As for me, it took close to 8 months of being the perfect gentlemen
before I was able to fuck her.  Jenny on the other hand left school the
same virgin as the day she arrived.

   Angie called Jenny to let her know we were coming down for the week, and
set up plans to get together.  It had been about two years since we had
seen Jenny, except for the occasional wedding that had happened since
graduation.  Angie and I checked into our regular condo at the beach, and
called Jenny to meet us.

   We met Jenny at a local bar, and the girls quickly got themselves
caught-up on the previous two years' events.  Jenny still looked the same,
and was looking great with her dark tan.  Jenny was still single, but
amazingly had done a 180-degree turn in her sexual lifestyle.  She revealed
to us that she had lost her virginity about a year ago and had decided she
wanted to live it up ever since.

   She claimed she had been with at least ten guys since then, and the
highlight of her adventures was driving home nude the next morning after a
one-night stand.  (She didn't know how or why her clothes were missing.)
Angie and I were both amazed, since we frequently referred to her as the
"ice virgin" at school.  Jenny explained that she had been "a good girl"
for too long, and decided to see what the other side was like.  (I say
someone gave her the fuck of her life, and she realized her wholesome life
was boring.)

   We continued to drink and tell stories for the next hour.  It seemed the
conversation kept getting more and more risqué, centering around Jenny's
new wildness.  At one point Angie stated she was somewhat envious of
Jenny...  wishing she cold be as wild and independent as Jenny was.

   Jenny quickly disagreed, saying she would trade it all if she could find
a guy to settle down with.  Both girls continued to argue how the others'
life seemed appealing.  (This is about where the evening took a exciting
twist.) Angie told Jenny that being married wasn't as easy as it looked,
and that Jenny could not handle it.  Jenny told Angie that the single life
was full of guys playing games, and that she had forgotten how hard it
could be.

   I suggested (with no ulterior motives at all?!?!) that they change
lifestyles for the evening, and this would help them understand the other
girl's point.  (Yea, right!  Jenny was looking so fine that night, and I
was more than willing to play the role of being her husband.  The thought
of other guys hitting on my newly single wife, Angie, also seemed
exciting.)

   Both girls openly accepted the challenge, claiming their new role would
be a breeze.  By this point we also had consumed a great deal of beer... 
and the sex talk had all of us feeling VERY excited.

   The first thing we did was set up the ground rules for each girl. 
First, Angie could not tell anyone she was married, and she had to: 1) give
out a made-up phone number to three different guys; 2) Dance with at least
five different guys, including dances to at least two slow songs; and 3)
walk to a guy's car with him and give him a kiss goodnight.  (What makes
you think the last condition was mine?)

   Jenny on the other hand had to: 1) sit by me the whole evening, and
couldn't flirt with anyone; 2) could only dance with me; and 3) had to play
the married woman role and put up with my moods.  (What makes you think the
last condition was Angies?)

   We agreed that I would be the judge of the evening's events, and the
loser was the girl who had the hardest time adapting to the other girl's
role.  We also agreed that the loser would have to wear their thong bathing
suit at the beach the next day.  (Both girls confessed they owned one, but
each said they would only wear it to the tanning beds.) I agreed I would be
as impartial as I could be.  Angie and I looked at each other and agreed we
would be okay with the night's arrangements.  (If we both only new how far
this was going to go.)

   Angie and Jenny traded places at the table, and we were all very excited
about our little game.  I quickly got into character by quizzing Jenny on
her wardrobe, claiming it was too revealing.  Jenny replied, "Oh boy, I
guess I'm going to find out all about married life." Angie jumped into her
new single girl role and started making eye contact with anyone who would
look her way.

   Within no time, the first guy to be attracted to her bait was at our
table asking Angie to dance.  A chill went down my spine...  as I saw what
was a very innocent girl when I met her...  about to get close to a
complete stranger.  Angie was looking really seductive that night, wearing
a black crop top and tight shorts.  Her nice 34C tits seemed to be begging
to get out of her bra as she walked to the dance floor.  I took great
pleasure in watching the guys in her wake take notice of them.

   Jenny asked me if I wanted to dance, and I, in true husband form, said
"No." Jenny smiled and scooted next to me, letting our sides touch.  She
put her hand on my leg and flirtatiously looked at me.  She said, "looks
like your my man for the evening." I replied, "now that's not so bad.  I
might make it worth your while." Jenny's eyes just pierced through mine,
and she said, "looks as if I am adapting well." With that I reached up to
hold her hand and gently squeezed it.  We both focused our eyes on Angie
who was having the time of her life on the dance floor.

   When Angie returned, she was holding the hand of her new dance partner,
as she directed him to our table.  Angie did notice how close Jenny and I
were sitting, and it must have been obvious to her that we were also
holding hands.  Angie just gave me a real playful look and sat down with
her new guy in tow.

   She introduced him as "Mitch," and quickly introduced us as her married
friends from college.  We all kind of smiled, and went on with our charade.
Mitch ordered Angie some more beer, and Jenny and I finished off what was
left of the second pitcher we had split.

   By now, all four of us were getting a very good buzz, and I'm not sure
anyone could remember the ground rules of our game...  other than I was
supposed to be with Jenny and Angie was with Mitch.  I finally asked Jenny
to dance, taking advantage of a slow song that was now playing.  We held
hands the whole way out and found a semi-secluded spot on the dance floor.

   We both pulled each other tight, and began to dance.  Jenny started
caressing the back of my neck, and told me she was having a lot of fun.  I
replied that she looked truly sexy in her tight blue jeans.  At that point
I took the opportunity to lower my hand a gently squeeze her ass.  She
pulled herself tight against me my tightening her arms around my neck... 
and just let out a sigh of enjoyment.  I knew then that between the beer
she had drunk, her new "slut" image and the excitement of the night...  our
little game would likely lead to something.

   I started thinking about Angie, and it seemed the only obstacle in me
fucking Jenny was whether or not Angie would allow it to happen.  About
that time Jenny got my attention and pointed back at our table.  Mitch had
his arm around Angie and she was as close to being in his lap as possible.
They also were talking as if they were planning on how well they were going
to fuck each other.  Every now and then they would lightly kiss.  I was
really horny at the sight of my "pure" and "devoted" wife wrapped around
this guy.

   Like I said before...  Angie is your typical, conservative wife,
normally living in "the real world" of "I don't want to fuck anyone but
you." Jenny looked at me and smiled.  She led me behind a wall of people on
the dance floor.  We started deeply French-kissing, and I felt her nails
working the back of my head.  I again reached down and grabbed her ass, and
also felt the sides of her tits as we attempted to keep the rhythm of our
dance.  We danced some more, and soon agreed it was time to take our party
back to the condo It was easy to see we were going to fuck and suck on each
other by the time the night was through.

   When we returned to the table, it was quite obvious that Angie was
wasted.  Apparently Mitch was well-schooled in getting gals into his bed,
and had been pumping drinks into her.  We asked Mitch if he wanted to head
back to our beach condo.  We told him, "Please bring you new 'single
friend' with you." We paid our check and headed to the door.  Jenny and I
were holding hands, and Angie and Mitch were close behind, doing the same.
We agreed that Mitch would follow behind Jenny and me in his car...  and of
course Angie would ride with him

   At this point I must say that many of the details of this story come
from a combination of what I saw, what Angie told me the next morning and
the days to follow, and what was revealed to me many months or years later.
You see, I wasn't with Angie every minute from that point on.  Some of the
following details are second-hand.  Some things I also deducted...  like
knowing she gave him a blow job...  based on the smell of cum on her breath
after he left.  Anyway, let me return to the story.

   Jenny and I drove out of the parking lot, and Mitch and Angie followed
behind us.  Naturally, I do remember all the details about Jenny and me and
that night.  Jenny sat close to me and put her hand on my leg.  I put my
arm around her and we gave each other a kiss every chance we could during
the drive back to our rented condo.  The only time I wasn't playing with
her was when we were trying to figure out what was going on in the car
behind us.

   We looked back several times and noticed that Angie was leaning on Mitch
very much like Jenny was doing.  They too were sneaking an occasional kiss.
A few years later Angie told me she had been rubbing Mitch's cock through
of his jeans as he drove.  The view of my Angie snuggled against this guy
was really turning me on...  knowing that my sweet innocent little girl...
whom I had trained as if she was my sex student...  was being turned-on by
her new male friend.

   As I said before, Angie had not had much of a sexual past.  She had made
out with many guys, and a few even were able to feel-up her tits.  But
outside of that, she had only been fucked by one guy...  and that too was
assisted by beer (when will they learn).

   At this point the thought of what was about to happen really hit me.  I
knew that the next five minutes might be my only chance to stop it from
really going down.  I was really turned-on by the thought of my wife
turning someone else on to the point of him having an orgasm.  She was (and
is) such a good looking woman, and was looking so fine in her outfit that
night.

   Her "good girl" ways were obscured now by her new playful, drunk and
horny "bad girl" persona.  The best part was that I was able to watch it
all unfold before me...  protected by my role as her friend's husband.  I
was also turned-on by the fact that I may be about to fuck wy wife's friend
Jenny, who I had seen reject countless guys in college.  She also was
looking very good.  Although she was holding her beer a little better than
Angie, she too was feeling very risqué by the night's events.

   As we pulled up to our rented condo, I will never forget Jenny's words
as she looked back at Mitch and Angie.  She said, "He's going to fuck her
brains out." Jenny then looked at me and said, "I hope that doesn't keep
you from fucking mine out too....." I said "not a chance!" and we got out
of the car.

   As we got out, I kept a little distance from Angie and Mitch, thinking
that I didn't want to disturb what was unfolding in front of me.  I wasn't
sure if I was more turned-on by being a voyeur, or by being an active
participant with Jenny.

   Jenny and I went into the condo and stepped into the kitchen.  I could
sense that Jenny was also quite turned-on, knowing her friend was about to
be a very bad girl.  Angie and Mitch followed us into the condo a few
seconds later.  It appeared Angie still had a very strong beer buzz
working. Angie later told me that Mitch had lit up a joint on the ride to
the condo, and that she had smoked (and inhaled) some of it.  This was also
a very rare thing for her to do.

   When they got inside, Angie claimed she needed to pee...  and Mitch
helped her to the bathroom.  At this point, Jenny asked me which bedroom
should we send them to.  Her question hit me like a ton of bricks.  I knew
that I was down to my last few seconds...  if I wanted to keep my wife from
getting fucked by this stranger.

   I quietly suggested that we direct them to the bedroom on the other side
of the ground-level condo, knowing that that was the one you could see into
if you stood outside at just right at the side of the curtains.  The
sensual setting was just too strong for me to want to stop things now.

   When Angie exited the bathroom, she looked over toward me and Jenny who
were sort of hiding in the kitchen.  Angie's only words were "Where is my
beer." Mitch quickly sought to oblige her.  He came into the kitchen and I
handed him one out of the refrigerator.

   Looking back, it was kind of like I was the manager of a baseball
team... handing the ball to my star relief pitcher.  I said to Mitch, "Take
her into that back room," as I motioned toward the bedroom at the end of
the hall.  He took the beer, grinned, and said "See you in the morning." I
couldn't believe what was about to happen.

   Mitch had his arm around Angie as he walked her into the bedroom and
closed the door behind them.  When the door clicked shut, it sent a chill
down me I'll never forget.  Angie was about to be fucked by a stranger!  I
looked at Jenny who was now standing behind me with her hands in my front
pockets.  She said "Come on, lets go have our own fun."

   Jenny led me by the hand as I just let the events unfold in front of me.
Before we went into our room, I stopped and told her I just wanted to hear
for a second outside the other bedroom door.  Jenny playfully said "Okay,"
and we snuck back to the end of the hall.  I listened outside the door and
heard the bed springs crackling.  I could hear them kissing.  My knees
almost buckled when I heard Angie moan.  Jenny started to kiss the back of
my neck, and we turned and went back to our bedroom.  I was SO FUCKING
HORNY!

   When we got to the bedroom, Jenny sat me on the bed and took off her
shirt in front off me.  She had lily white tits on a very dark tanned body.
Her nipples were as hard as they could be.  She had lots of freckles where
her tan and the white of her tits met.  The freckles went all the way up
around her shoulders.

   She knelt before me and unzipped my pants.  As she looked up into my
eyes, she reached into my shorts and withdrew my hard cock.  While still
retaining direct eye contact with me, she took my cock into her mouth and
began to power-suck me with quick, hard strokes.  I closed my eyes and knew
that in the other room my wife was either fucking, or sucking, or being
sucked at the same moment.

   Jenny must have blown me for a good ten minutes before crawling up onto
the bed next to me.  I got on top of her and sucked on those hot little
tits of hers.  She was probably about a 34B, but her tits were very well
formed, and her best feature seemed to be that her nipples kind of hooked
up at the end.

   I worked my hands down her body and started to rub her pussy through her
jeans.  Her back arched when I did this, and I knew she wanted that baby
out.  I unzipped her pants and pulled down a very sexy pair of black
panties.  Her tan line around her pussy was really erotic, and her bush was
trimmed as neatly as could be.

   Laying between her legs, I started to lick on her pussy while I inserted
my index finger into her.  She tasted so good...  and was already dripping
wet.  I kept thinking about my wife in the other room, and hoped she was
giving him head just the way I taught her to.

   Jenny started to enthusically buck as I ate her pussy.  I new her pussy
was ready to be pounded.  Sliding up her body, I stuck my cock between her
out-spread legs, and into her...  and started to fuck her sweet pussy.  For
the next half hour or so we went at it in just about every position I could
think of.  My favorite was taking her from behind, because her ass was so
nice and firm.  But the best part was her thong tan line.  It seemed to
point me right to her pussy.  Not being able to hold out any longer, I shot
my load into her for what seemed to be a very long time.  She came at the
same time.  We both collapsed onto the bed, and began to catch our breath.

   Again, my thoughts turned to my wife in the other room.  I just had to
know what was going on.  I convinced Jenny that we should go check them
out. She agreed.  As we approached the door, it was obvious that Angie was
a very willing participant for Mitch.  Angie was a very loud moaner when I
fucked her, and I could tell by her moans that Mitch was fucking her... 
and making her very happy!

   The excitement was very intense for me, and Jenny seemed equally
intrigued.  I convinced Jenny that we had to go outside so we could peak
in. We grabbed our clothes and went out back to get a peek at the events
going on in the other bedroom.

   They haddn't pulled the curtains closed!  The view was incredible. 
Mitch was on top of Angie, in a typical missionary position.  Angie's legs
pointed straight up as if she wanted to receive every inch of his cock. 
Her hands were firmly holding onto his ass.  She seemed to be pulling him
in more deeply with each of his thrusts.  His rhythm was fast and hard.  I
could only imagine how long he had been pounding her that way.  I knew I
would get a good idea in the morning...  by how sore her pussy was.

   Jenny knew I was excited by Mitch and Angie's fuck session...  and she
began to rub on my cock as we watched.  I'm not sure if anyone was watching
us, but if they were...  they were also getting a free show.  After about
five minutes, Jenny tugged me to follow her back inside...  knowing I was
ready to go again.  Angie's moans were just as load when we returned
inside. Jenny and I quickly returned to our room.

   We ripped our clothes off again...  and in no time Jenny was on top,
riding me.  I knew Angie had now lost her "husband-only" virginity, and the
thought of another guy inside her was so thrilling to me!  Jenny and I
continued to fuck and suck for another hour, until we both fell next to
each other from exhaustion.  It was now close to 2:30 in the morning.  We
laid in bed for another half hour just lightly holding each other and
dozing off every now and then.

   A few minutes later I heard a door close.  Then I heard Mitch's car
start up.  He had had his way with my wife for a good three hours...  and
was on his way.  Jenny and I decided it was a good idea that we got Jenny
out of the condo so she wouldn't be there with me...  thinking that Angie
and I may have to face a very weird morning.

   We dressed and I went to check in on Angie.  I told Jenny to wait for
me. She knew I wanted to discover Angie by myself.  She was barely awake,
but obviously worn out from the beer and the excitement.  I sat next to her
as she curled into a little ball trying to go to sleep.  I reached between
her legs and felt a very warm, used and wet pussy.  Her crotch was soaked!
I knew Mitch had drained his nuts there many times.

   Angie spread her legs for me...  almost asking for more.  Apparently
Mitch had pleased her sweet little mound so much she still wanted more.  I
fingered her clit and she laid back allowing me to do so.  I was amazed
that she wanted more action.  I told her that I had to take Jenny home, but
I would be back soon.  She curled back into a ball, and went back to sleep.

   I drove Jenny home.  Along the way we talked about how things would
never be the same for any of us in the future.  We considered the
possibility that she and Angie may not be as close anymore.  Jenny didn't
seem to mind, and played with my cock most of the ride to her home.  When
we got there, she asked me to come inside for one more fuck session.  But,
I told her I wanted to get back to Angie and find out about her night. 
Jenny understood and went inside after we shared a great goodnight kiss.

   I couldn't wait to get back to my wife.  I was so turned-on by her fuck
session with Mitch.  When I got back to the condo, I stripped down a got in
bed with her.  Her pussy was still moist.  With all my memories of the
night before, my cock was rock-hard.  I cuddled Angie's back against my
chest...  and my cock slid between her legs and right into her moist cunt.

   I was really turned-on...  knowing that mine was the second cock inside
Angie this night, and knowing that hers was the second pussy that my cock
had been enjoying...  all within a matter of hours.  She awakened slightly,
and turned her head to kiss me while I storked within her.  Soon I was
fucking her as hard as I could, and she was responding to my every thrust.
Her body quivered several times, and I shot my load within five minutes.

   As I said before, one detail of her session with Mitch that I was not
told (ntil later)...  but knew...  was that she had given Mitch a blow job,
and took his load.  I knew this to be true because it was all over her
breath as she kissed and cuddled with me.  Angie later told me that she did
blow him, but that she had swallowed his load on their last session... 
when he pulled out and had put his cock into her mouth.

   We cuddled and talked a little that night...  but both of us fell asleep
very quickly.  In the morning, the work-out Mitch had given Angie's pussy
was apparent.  Angie claimed her pussy was so sore that she had a hard time
sitting.  I could tell she had very mixed feelings about what had happened
the night before.  The memories of the "forbidden" sex, and the excitement
of our game was overwhelming.  Angie had been fucked by a total stranger...
and clearly had enjoyed the physical part of that encounter.

   Like I said before, Angie is a typical conservative wife...  and the
reality of what happened that night did embarrass her.  We really didn't
talk much about it the next few days, and Angie didn't want to know any of
the details of what happened between Jenny and me.

   Now for some details of Angie and Mitch's fuck session that I haven't
mentioned so far.  Over the ensuing years, Angie has gradually shared the
following details with me...  leading me to know that she has pleasant
memories of the experience...  even though she claims she would never do it
again.

   Angie claims things happened only because she was drunk.  Yet she admits
she was very aware of having sex with Mitch.  She said that she and Mitch
fucked in many different positions...  including doggy-style...  but that
she most liked having him in the missionary position.  She also told me
that they did take turns going down on each other, and that she blew Mitch
on three different occasions that night.

   She also told me that Mitch seemed to enjoy her asshole.  Apparently he
lubricated it with their combined juices and fingered it a lot when he went
down on her.  She estimated that he had had about four orgasm...  three in
her pussy and one in her mouth.  She reluctantly admits that she enjoyed at
least a few great orgasms herself.

   She also told me that they did "69" a few times.  Angie said that like
mine, Mitch's cock was about 6-inches long.  Angie also claims that Mitch
tried to fuck her in the ass, but was denied entry.  (Don't worry Mitch,
she doesn't let me do that either.}

   The years have passed, and Angie and Jenny still have not talked since
that night.  It does not seem to be because of anger...  I just think Angie
feels that things may be too awkward for them.  My relationship with Angie
hasn't changed.  Our conversations about that night have been limited... 
but lead to great shared sex when then do happen.

   Angie is very aware that I fucked Jenny, but knows that she was doing
the same when that happened...  so she leave that subject alone.  She is
also very aware of how beer influenced her that night.  She is now very
cautious when it comes to alcohol.  She has told me more than once that she
would never let something like that happen again.  Who knows.



   Well, that's my story.  Mitch if you are out there, thanks for taking
care of business so well.  I know you gave Angie some great memories... 
even if she hesitates to talk about them.  And, Jenny, thank you for one
great fuck!