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 He Made It Possible for His Wife to Enjoy a Big Cock

   To say my wife is attractive would be an incredible understatement. 
She's beautiful, but beautiful in that way that she can be adorable, pretty
and incredibly sexy all at the same time.  And she really has no idea how
hot she is, which is lucky for me.

   When we first started dating, I was working very hard not to allow any
jealousy or insecurity to enter the picture.  With her being so attractive,
and going out to bars and restaurants from time to time, I was absolutely
sure that every guy in the place would be hitting on her.

   She really has no idea that guys are always attracted to her, and she is
actually so attractive that she can be intimidating.  I think she really
doesn't understand that she is being lusted after by every guy that she
walks by.

   When we were apart, and I knew she was going out for drinks with
friends, I would try not to imagine her being hit on by other guys who
might become interested in her, either romantically or sexually.  But the
more I tried not to imagine it, the more the idea got into my head.

   Also, I should mention that I'm a little below average in the size
department, and have always had an insecurity about it.  I always worried
that girls I was with were susceptible to being taken over by guys who are
much bigger.  Now that I'm an adult, the rational part of me knows that is
ridiculous, but it's such a deep-seated insecurity, that I will never be
able to fully shake the thought.

   So when I imagined her meeting other guys, my imagination wandered to
what it would be like if she ended up in a situation with them where she
found out that they were very well-endowed.  In my mind, she would become
very, very excited at such a discovery.  And then I would lose all control
and start imagining her going down on those other guys, and having them
screw her brains out to the point where she was having orgasms far more
intense than I could give her.  I envisioned her wanting to see them again
later, even if only for sex.

   Eventually I fantasized about such a scene...  her occasionally enjoying
really big cocks.  It became my deepest, darkest fantasy, and made me
extremely excited.  One night, after we both had a lot to drink, we were
discussing our fantasies with each other, and I mentioned it.  She
encouraged me to talk about it, but told me it was something she would
never do.

   Needless to say, I continued to fantasize about it.  The fantasy only
became more and more intense for me.  We talked about it a few more times,
and have even got to the point where she let me narrate a fantasy scene
while we had sex, although she wouldn't let on as to whether it really
turned her on or not.

   Occasionally, I got her to send me a few naughty texts, teasing me that
she might actually act on my fantasy.  But usually she just ignored my
innuendos.  She's told me that there's always the possibility, in the right
situation, at the right time, but that it was highly, highly unlikely that
she'd ever act on it.

   She's also told me convincingly that bigger cocks don't really turn her
on, although I've gotten her to admit there might be some reasons why sex
with a bigger guy might be physically more intense in the right situation.

   One evening while we were at a bar, I used the men's room.  I looked
over at the guy next to me, and noticed that his cock was really quite long
and thick.  I could not help but think that my wife would really love to
feel that cock inside her.

   As we left the men's room I stopped the guy.  I told him I could not
help but notice that he was equipped with a rather large cock.  He was a
bit surprised at my comment.  I immediately went on to assure him I was not
gay, but that my observations was based on my desire to see my wife
serviced by a really long and thick cock.  He smiled at me.

   I asked him if he would be interested in joining me in making love to my
wife.  He asked me what my wife looked like.  I pointed her out to him.  He
was immediately taken by my wife's beauty.  He said, "Sure...  when?"

   I told him I would have to set something up, and asked him for his
contact information.  He gave me his name, phone and e-mail address, and
said, "I look forward to hearing from you."

   Now keep in mind that my wife and I had never even had a threesome with
any other guy, and I was not sure how I would make it happen.  That night,
after we got home and into bed, I started making love to my wife.  When she
was really turned on, I told her that I had met a guy who I would like to
bring to our bed to give her some extra pleasure.

   Obviously she instantly had lots of questions...  particularly questions
about why I would want her to have sex with another guy.  I told her that I
had seen his cock, and that it was both thick and long...  and that I
really believed she should have the opportunity to experience sex with a
guy who was so endowed.

   She resisted the idea, but began to warm up to it as I caressed her and
played with her clit and pussy.  I assured her that I would be holding her
in my arms as he filled her and gave her extra pleasure.  Finally she
agreed to try it "once."

   We have no children, so we had no problem bringing the guy to our
apartment.  I got in touch with him, met him for a drink, and made
arrangements for him to join us.  On the appointed evening he arrived at
our home with three roses...  a long-stemmed red rose and two shorter pink
roses.  After he introduced himself to my wife he said the red rose
represented her, and the two pink ones represented he and me.  He went on
to say that all of the roses paled in comparison to her beauty.  She
blushed and accepted the roses.

   She went to the kitchen, put the roses in a vase, and brought them back
into our living room.  We were all three standing there admiring them as I
came up behind her and gave her a hug.  She turned to hug and kiss me, and
he came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.  She was
basically sandwiched between us.

   He began to kiss the back of her neck as I gave her a passionate kiss on
her lips.  As she and I held our embrace, I felt his hands move up to cup
her breasts.  She told me later that she could feel his large cock pressing
against her backside as the three of us stood there that way.

   As we embraced, I reached down, raised her short skirt, and put my hand
over her mound.  It was warm and moist.  I knew my wife was getting hot for
the idea of what we were about to do.

   She turned around to face our new friend and looked up into his eyes. 
He bent down and gave her a big kiss as his hands slid under her blouse and
began fondling her breasts.  I took that as my cue.  I unzipped her skirt
and let it fall to the floor.  Meanwhile he was unbuttoning her blouse.  He
pushed her open blouse off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor with
her skirt.

   Somewhere along the way he had undone his belt and unzipped his
trousers. His pants were being held up only by one button.  I took my
wife's hand and placed it on the button.  She got the idea, and undid the
button.  His pants fell to the floor next to her skirt and blouse.

   Then I took her hand again and guided it over the waistband of his under
shorts.  She was still kissing him as I heard her let out a moan.  She had
obviously found and wrapped her hand around his sizable cock.

   He slid his under shorts down, giving her greater access to his
hardening tool.  I let her play with it a few minutes as I nuzzled her neck
and whispered my love into her ear.  Then I said, "I think it is time for
us to go to the bedroom."

   He slid the under shorts off his legs and picked up his pants as I
picked up my wife's shirt and blouse.  My wife was already on her way into
our bedroom.  We followed her.  He was removing his shirt as we went.  He
quickly removed his shoes and socks as my wife stood there next to the bed,
watching.

   He and I again "sandwiched" her, kissing her body, face and lips.  He
unclasped her bar as I moved down to remove her panties.  As soon as they
were off, he gently laid her back on the bed and kissed his way down her
nude body.  As he was doing that, I was stripping all my clothes away.

   I got onto the bed next to my wife, took her in my arms, and kissed her
passionately as his tongue and lips found her clit.  She sighed, and I knew
his efforts were increasing her passion.  I looked down to see him parting
her legs.  Then he dove face first into my wife's love nest.  Her body
shook in my arms.

   I caressed my wife's breasts as he worked on her pussy.  Moments into
our on-bed play she let out a loud moan, and her body shook.  I knew she
was having a wonderful orgasm.

   When her orgasm subsided, our new friend stood up and moved to the side
of the bed.  When my wife opened her eyes, she was looking directly at his
fully-erect cock, just inches from her face.  She twisted her head and
looked at me.  I just whispered, "Go ahead babe...  get acquainted with
it."

   She reached out and wrapped her hand around its girth.  "My hand doesn't
even go all the way around it," she told me.  "I doubt that my pussy can
stretch wide enough for him to fit inside me." I told her to just keep
playing with his cock and nut sack.  He was just smiling down at us, not
saying a word.

   She reached her other hand to cup his nuts while she continued to stroke
his large cock.  Then she leaned forward and put the tip of her tongue on
the head of his cock.  Soon she took the head into her mouth.  He sighed
and said, "Thank you...  that feels good." He reached down and cupped her
nearest breast.

   She sucked the head of his cock and continued to stroke his mammoth cock
while fondling his nuts.  She was on her side, facing away from me.  My
cock was hard as a nail, pressing against her back.

   When she removed her mouth from his cock, I rolled back a bit and
brought her with me so that she was facing up.  He took that as his cue,
and he moved onto the bed.  In the process he raised my wife's legs and
knelt between them.  His stiff cock was laying on her lower tummy.

   I have to admit, his tool looked formidable.  I too wondered if my wife
could accommodate the big cock, but I was anxious for her to try.  He used
some of his own spittle to lubricate his pole.  Then he moved the head to
her opening.

   The moment of truth was at hand!  As I had earlier promised, I wrapped
my arms around my wife's upper body and hugged her to me.  I felt her body
quiver as he began to press into her.  She and I were both looking down
across her body and watching his big tool part her pussy lips and press
ever so slowly into her.

   "Oh my god," she said as she felt his cock begin to enter her, "It's so
big!" He was only an inch or two inside her, but he stopped and asked, "Are
you alright?  Does it hurt?" She took a moment to answer.  Finally she
said, "It did at first, but I think I am OK now."

   He applied more spittle around the portion of his cock that was still
exposed, and renewed his press into her.  I noticed that my wife had closed
her eyes and was biting her lower lip.  There was a slight grimace on her
face.  When I looked back to where they were connected, I noticed that he
had much of his cock inside her.

   He stopped pressing in and began a slow stroking motion.  "Honey, I
can't begin to tell you how full I feel down there," she whispered.  "Does
it feel good," I asked.  "Actually...  it does," she finally replied, as he
continued stroking about 2/3 of his meat in and out of her.  Out of the
blue her body convulsed in another orgasm.

   With about 2/3 of his cock still buried inside her, he stopped thrusting
for a moment to let her regain her composure.  When she opened her eyes a
smile came across her face.  She looked directly at our guest's face and
said, "You sure are big.  I never would have thought my pussy could take
that much man meat."

   "There's more," he said, as he placed two of his moist fingers on her
clit and gently pinched it.  She jumped.  As she did so, he pressed himself
deeper inside her.  She closed her eyes and moaned.  By then she had her
hand wrapped around my stiff cock.  She squeezed it as he pressed more of
his cock inside her.

   I watched as he began slow, full-depth thrusts into my wife's body.  `My
god,' I thought, `she's taking all of him!' I hugged her side tightly
against my chest and gave her a kiss.  Each time he pressed himself fully
into her she moaned.  Then she whispered, "I can feel him pressing against
my vulva.  I've never felt that before."

   Her hand was tightly wrapped around my cock all that time, and she was
occasionally stroking me hard.

   I knew she liked the feeling of his large cock within her, because I saw
her hips rising to meet each of his thrusts.  Then he began to fuck her
more vigorously, his balls slapping against her ass cheeks.  She moaned
through another orgasm...  and then another.  That's when my own cock
spurted against my wife's side.

   By then her legs were over his shoulders, and I knew that on his every
thrust he was implanting himself as deeply as possible into my dear wife.
Her body was welcoming every thrust.  "Oh honey," she moaned, "that feels
do wonderful."

   He continued full-depth fucking of her pussy for several minutes.  Then
he increased his pace.  I noticed that he had closed his eyes and had a
look like he was lost in the moment.  Then he pressed as deep as he could
and held himself there.  There was no question in my mind...  I knew he was
unloading his nut juice inside my wife.  I was very glad she was on birth
control pills.

   My wife screamed out as she felt his extra fullness and his ejaculate.
Her body convulsed again in a final orgasm.  He stayed fully imbedded
within her until her body calmed down.  When he finally withdrew some of
his cum gurgled out of her and left a string to the head of his cock.

   He got up, planted a kiss on my wife's forehead, said, "Thanks," and
dressed.  She and I just lay in each other's arms as he dressed.  Once
dressed he said to me, "Your wife is not only beautiful, she is amazingly
sexy.  I'll find my way out.  Call me if you want to do this again." He
left the bedroom, and we heard the front door open and close.

   I had regained a stiff cock again, so I rolled on top of my wife and
dipped my cock into her cum-filled pussy.  What an amazing feeling.  It was
like warm velvet...  not tight (understandable), but tight enough to give
me pleasure as I stroked within her.  We kissed as I added my cum within
her chamber of pleasure.

   Over the next several days she and I talked several times about her
special night.  She admitted that when he first entered her she did
experience a few moments of pain, but she said that was quickly replaced by
high levels of pleasure.  She thanked me repeatedly for convincing her to
try a larger cock.

   Two weeks later I asked my wife if she would like me to invite our new
friend over again.  She said, "Maybe, but give me a little more time." Our
shared sex life was great each night after her special night.  She always
seemed quite fulfilled from the screwing my smaller cock gave her, and I
lost all of my concerns about jealousy.

   Another two weeks went by, and one night while we were making love she
said, "If you would like, and if he is willing, you could invite him over
again." I was more than happy to set up another special night for my dear
wife.

   The second time was much like the first time, except that we were all
quite at ease with each other right from the start.  We have had him over a
total of six times now (in the past year).  My wife looks forward to those
evenings, and always seems to receive intense pleasure from our new
friend's thick, long cock.

   He has become a friend to both of us.  I have absolutely no jealousy
about his extra size, or the way my wife responds to the way he fills her.
I consider his servicing of my wife as an extension of my love making with
her.  His involvement in our sex life has just made our sex life more
enjoyable, and has deepened our love for each other.

   I am now looking for another guy with extra long/thick equipment to
bring into our bedroom fun.  I want her to have some variety.