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This idea originally rejected by his wife, but with the help of understanding friends, and an enthusiastic stud, his fantasy is brought to fruition. The erotic scenes are secretly viewed by husband and friends-consequences ensue. (MF, wife, voy, reluc, preg) *** Whatever got into me? I can’t believe the discussion that I just had with our hostess! It had progressed from an innocuous talk about such mundane things as the weather, what was playing at the theatre, what we would do tomorrow, to some very personal issues. Karen very skillfully steered the conversation to where we were talking about sexual activities in detail. Terri, my wife and Tom, her husband, were splashing each other in the pool while we were sitting and talking. I wondered where this was going. My wife and I were friends of theirs for some time-friends, but not great friends. We enjoyed visiting them, and usually had a good time. They were a good looking couple, fun to be with, and we always looked forward to our getting together. We knew they were sexually adventurous, and had enjoyed some swinging in the past, but Karen said they were more comfortable with each other at this stage. They had hinted to us in the past that they would be open to changing partners, but we had never agreed, mainly because Terri was opposed to it. She didn’t waver, even when I indicated that I would be willing to experiment. Further coaxing was to no avail. We were feeling mellow on our third drink, and Karen continued to talk about the sexual things that they enjoyed; and she said that Tom especially enjoyed watching her having sex with another man-that he really got off on that scene. Once he came clean on his fantasy their sexual activity really took off. Glancing at me, she asked if I ever fantasized about watching my wife having sex with another man. I blushed at the question, looking guilty, and she knew she was on the mark. Finally, with her persistent questioning, I admitted that I had this fantasy, something I had never told anyone else. She just smiled and said, "You don’t need to be embarrassed about it-a lot of husbands besides mine have this fantasy, wanting to watch their wives getting screwed by some stud, but a lot them are too afraid to let there wife know about it, or they have asked them and been rejected. What about you? Have you talked about this to her? You never know, she might be agreeable." "Yes, I asked her if she would consider it, but she got angry and refused to discuss it." "After asking her once and getting a refusal shouldn’t turn you off-if you talk about it some more, maybe that will get her thinking about it." "It’s no use; she just wouldn’t go there. She’s never strayed in our five year marriage. I know she has had opportunities that she has been approached at times, but she always rejected their advances; and also she told me about these attempts." "Of course she’s been approached, a wife as beautiful as yours has clearly had many opportunities to stray. But you know, in my experience, there isn’t a wife that can’t be had under the right circumstances. If you get the right man to be alone with her, one who is skillful with women, add a romantic situation, add a little alcohol, and pretty soon she is on her back with her panties off, and it is show time; especially if she is approached when she is ovulating- many women feel sexier at that time." "That all sounds very logical, but I don’t believe Terri would go along under those conditions." She just grinned at me. "I know a handsome stud, a very skillful lover, who would welcome the opportunity to make love to a woman as beautiful as your wife." She was right - Terri was very beautiful, and desirable, with curves in all the right places. She was tall, lovely breasts, firm but not large, a waist tapering to lovely rounded hips and ass, and her long perfect legs caught many a male gaze, especially as she wore skirts that showed these to perfection. The more she talked about some stud servicing my wife, the more aroused I became. To my chagrin, my arousal became evident to Karen, and she smiled as she noticed my erection. I was embarrassed, trying to hide the evidence, to no avail. "Look! Why don’t I think about how we might set up a situation, and then we can talk again, is that agreeable with you?" I agreed, and then our spouses were coming out of the water. If they only knew what we had discussed - but I was sure that she would tell Tom. This would be too good to keep to herself. We all drank a little more, and then had dinner, and the next day Terri and I left for home. Not much time passed before Karen called me at the office. She and Tom were free much of the next month, and would like to have us visit for a week. "And guess what? I talked to Bill-the person I told you about, and he is free to come almost anytime for a visit. I told him what we planned, and he was thrilled at the opportunity, especially after I showed him some pictures of Terri. He loves these kinds of challenges; I would just introduce him as my cousin." She asked me if I had kept track of Terri’s periods, and I said that I had. I told her that she was as regular as clockwork, and that her next one was due in ten days. We talked about dates, and selected the week when she would be ovulating. When I got home I told her about the invitation, and I said it would be great to spend a week with them. She said, "We were just there not long ago." "Well, they are great fun to be with, so why don‘t we go? Also Karen said her cousin Bill would be visiting them, and he is very entertaining." Finally she agreed. I was in an almost constant state of arousal, thinking about the possibilities-thinking and picturing what might transpire. But I wondered if I should have agreed to this plan-maybe it would backfire on me. She had never been with another man-she was a virgin when we were married - and I didn’t want to lose her to another. I was torn by doubts, but at this stage I was determined to go through with the plan. And maybe he wouldn’t be successful! I seriously doubted that she would succumb to another man, even a handsome and talented one. Then I was struck by another thought! We hadn’t wanted children, and she didn‘t want to take birth control pills for ever, so I had a vasectomy. When we planned the week when she was ovulating (that was the time when Karen said that women were more easily aroused) I never thought about the possibility of pregnancy. But our plans were made, and it was too late to back out now. We were greeted warmly on our arrival, and were promptly introduced to Bill, and then introduced to a lovely young women who Karen said was Bill’s sister, Gail. I later learned that this was not true-she was a friend of Bill’s who came along to round us out to three couples, and Karen said she understood what we planned, and she was thrilled to be a part of it. After we unpacked, showered, and dressed, we joined the foursome for cocktails, which was followed by a delicious dinner with appropriate wine selections. Bill was charming and engaging, and paid particular attention to Terri, who seemed to enjoy his interest in her. Finally we called it a night, and as we were undressing, I remarked to her that Bill seemed to enjoy talking to her. "Well, he certainly was quite charming." "And also good looking," I replied. "He certainly admired you." We seemed to be off to a good start. The next day was a lovely warm summer day, and we spent much of it at the pool. Wearing a swim suit gave him a opportunity to show off a very muscular physique, and he was smiling and very attentive to my wife. He wasn’t pushing too hard, just letting her know that he found her very interesting and attractive. After dressing we had cocktails again, and then off to a club for dinner. A band was playing after dinner, and there was a dance floor with a few people dancing. Bill was smooth, first asking his "sister" to dance, then dancing with Karen, and finally with my wife. He was smiling and chatting as they danced, and he was a very good dancer. I danced with Terri again, and later Bill took her to the floor. This time as they danced a slow one, he began holding her a little closer. The evening continued and we danced with each other, still enjoying our after dinner drinks. The last dance that they had together, they were again dancing closely, and it was clear that my wife was attracted to him. She was flushed, looking lovely when they returned to the table. When we were alone in our room, I said, "He seems very attracted to you. He was holding you close enough when you were dancing." "Yes, he is very attractive, and I enjoying his conversation and his dancing, but that is as far as it goes." We got into bed, and taking her in my arms and caressing her, I found she was wet. She was very responsive, and we had some of the best sex ever, and I knew why. I said, "I think that Bill got you very aroused tonight." "I admit it, but you’re getting the benefit of it." I thought she would be resistant to anything serious, but nevertheless she had responded to his charm. Would this go anywhere? I wasn’t sure, but I was certainly aroused at the possibility, and I was ambivalent - did I really want this to happen? How would Karen set it up? I was soon to find out, but not before some further exposure to this handsome man. We had another great day, some shopping, some cocktails around the pool, with Bill still very attentive to my wife, and she was responding to his practiced approach. They frolicked together in the pool, having a very good time. When the day ended, it was obvious that very much enjoyed each others company. At bedtime I mentioned again that he obviously found her very attractive. She blushed, saying "yes, I do, but again that is as far as it goes." Karen and I were alone for awhile the next morning, and she said, "This is the day. I think it’s tonight or never, and this is what we will do. I learned from Terri that she hates boxing, and tonight there is a match. The four of us will go after dinner, and Bill will be alone with her. But we will slip back in the house, and position ourselves so we can watch them." "How are we going to watch them without their knowing about it?" "I haven’t told you yet, but we have some hidden cameras around. We had them installed when Tom and I were having some great parties, so we have really enjoyed the pictures. There are a couple in the living room, and in the bedroom, where we hope he will be able to bring her, we have a large one way mirror-also a microphone. This was a surprise, and I said, "You never told me that you had those installed!" "We didn’t want to advertise it." I thought that’s a revelation. Again I wondered if I wanted to go through with this. I didn’t think she would be seduced, but the excitement of what might happen was overwhelming, so I agreed with Karen’s plan. Also I was strangely stirred by the possibility that she could become pregnant, and this was surprising to me. I said to Karen that if he was successful, I would want him to wear a condom. She said she would ask him, but she knew from the past that he hated to wear them. Then she said, "Wouldn’t it be a lot more exciting to watch if there was the possibility that he would impregnate her?" She knew me perfectly, and reluctantly I agreed that it would it would be more exciting to watch her being taken, shooting his sperm into her, and risking pregnancy. She smiled, once again noticing my arousal. I said, "I still don't think he's going to succeed." "I think that there is a very good chance, not many wives have been able to resist him, and he is very skillful. Also he loves to seduce a wife as beautiful as yours, especially when the husband is watching her being taken-he really gets a rush out of that! There is nothing he enjoys more than making a husband a cuckold, planting horns on his head. "You’ve watched him do this before?" "Definitely, and we really enjoy the scene, and he is nearly always successful. And it is a real challenge for him to seduce a faithful wife like yours, one who has never experienced sex with another man." Karen discussed out plans, and as expected, Terri declined to go. Bill also said that he wasn’t interested, and would stay and read. A special dinner was planned by our hosts, and after our swim in the pool, we showered and dressed for dinner. Terri loved sheer lacy underwear, and she always preferred garter belts to panty hose, saying she just felt more sexy. After hooking a satiny garter belt, she rolled sheer stocking u p her legs, attaching them to her garter belt. Sheer, lacy white panties with wide legs were pulled up her legs to her waist. Then she pulled a matching camisole over her head-she didn’t need a bra to hold up her firm breasts. This was followed by a lacy matching half slip. Watching her dress-looking so seductive and beautiful, her body outlined in her sheer underwear, and contemplating what might happen, I got an instant erection, and moved to take her in my arms. "No way! I’m not going to get messed up just before dinner. Just hold that thought till we're in bed." After making up her face, and pinning up her long gorgeous brown hair, she slipped into a beautiful clinging white dress, and I pulled up the zipper for her. The dress came just above her knees, giving a good view of shapely legs. We entered the living room where the rest were seated, and the men gave a little whistle, admiring her beauty. A round of cocktails was served, and then another. By the time we were seated for an exceptional dinner, everyone was very relaxed. Some very good wines were served with dinner, and after we had drinks in the living room. We all had a nice glow on, when Karen announced that it was time to leave for the fights. Obviously she had carefully planned the drinks so Terri’s resistance would be lowered. We all left the house, driving and parking the car a short walking distance; then returning to the house, quietly entering by the back door. As planned, Bill took my wife outdoors to the pool, and while they were looking at the moon, we slipped into the bedroom which was next to the one where we expected the action. There were two monitors for the camera, and Tom removed the picture covering a large mirror, giving us a great view of the large bedroom, which was of course, Bill’s room. Soon they returned from outdoors, and he turned on the disc player where a stack of romantic music had been placed. They sat on the large sofa, talking for awhile, and then he asked her if she would like to dance. She hesitated, but then agreed, and he took her in his arms. At first he was holding her loosely, but soon he was bringing her closer to him. She resisted being held too close, but by the next dance, he pressed her even closer. She was flushed, both by the drinks, by the romantic music, and especially feeling his body against hers. Leaning down he quickly kissed her. She broke the kiss saying, "Please don’t!" but before long he held her in a longer kiss, and she was responding, becoming very flushed, but again protesting, and turning her head away. Not to be deterred, he continued kissing her, my wife becoming more and more aroused. He reached up, grasping the zipper on her dress, and quickly lowered it to her waist, her dress falling open. She gasped, and attempted to raise the zipper, but he pushed her dress down, below her waist, sliding it over her hips till it fell at her ankles, exposing her in her sheer underwear. "No! Please! I can’t do this! I’ve never been unfaithful to my husband." Karen said, "I think that is about to change." Gail’s eyes were shining with anticipation, loving the unfolding scene. A thought occurred to me, and I said, "I’m not going to let him force her!" Karen said, "He never takes a women by force, he doesn’t have to, that's not his style." "Well, I still don’t think she will give into him." But he was certainly making progress, even though my wife was protesting. He held her in a long kiss, my wife trembling in his arms, then lifting her up, the dress falling off her feet, and carried her into the bedroom. Now she was really alarmed. "No! We have to stop! I can’t do this! I can’t betray my husband! Please don’t do any more, I’m begging you!" But she was flushed and trembling with her arousal, moaning after he set her on her feet, kissing her again. He didn’t push, slowly taking his time, not wanting to her to become frantic. Relying upon the light kisses on her lips, on her cheeks, her ears, and on her neck. Meanwhile he hands were roving over her shoulders, and back, then lightly stroking her just below her waist, on her satiny hips. He was gradually wearing down her resistance, even though she was still protesting. She seemed to want to enjoy his caresses a little longer, probably thinking she would stop him from going to far. But she was moaning to the kisses and stroking, aroused by this stud to a level that I had never seen, her trembling body seeming to sag. God! he was really arousing her, but I thought she would still stop him before they went too far. But that wasn’t what the others thought. Tom was grinning, the two women smiling in anticipation, licking their lips, Karen saying, "I think he is going to get her on her back with her legs spread. I think you are going to realize your fantasy." He eased her sagging body onto the bed, pushing her shoulders down while he was kissing her. Her feeble attempts to rise up were ineffectual, as he continued stroking her, covering her with his kisses, pulling up her camisole, revealing her beautiful firm breasts. She gasped as his he planted his mouth and tongue on her breasts, on her nipples till they were stiff, pointing straight upwards. While doing this to her, his hands were busy, tugging up her lacy slip till her naked thighs and garter straps were exposed, his fingers lightly caressing those thighs. "Oh God no! I can’t let you do any more! You have to stop! I can’t give myself to you!" "I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do. You are so lovely, so beautiful; I just want to hold and caress you a little. I will stop whenever you want." "I don’t think so," Karen said. "She’s getting very close to the point of no return." We could see everything so clearly, and hear every word they spoke. I think she was reassured by hearing Bill say that he would stop when she wanted, because she allowed him to tug her slip up under her hips and ass, completely exposing her sheer panties. You could see the outline of her very bushy pubic area, and her garter belt. She looked incredibly erotic exposed like that, her long beautiful legs held tightly together, her thighs naked between her stockings and open legged lacy panties, her slip bunched at her waist, her beautiful breasts, her camisole pulled above them. By this time he was stroking her naked thighs, sliding his fingers up to the edge of her panties, slipping his fingers under the open leg. She was quivering, gasping, as he touched what I’m sure were the very moist lips of her vulva. She resisted as he attempted to slide her panties down, holding the waistband tightly. So he continued stroking her thighs, caressing the lips of her cunt, his tongue working on her erect nipples, my wife very aroused, whimpering now, trembling and flushed. Gail said, "I think she is going to lose those panties pretty soon. I love this scene." Even though I was very aroused watching this stud steadily seducing her, I was having second thoughts, and I voiced these to Karen. She said, "If you try to interfere, she will know you set her up, and you’ll have a very unhappy wife; so why don’t you sit back and enjoy the show. I think you will see your faithful wife serviced by this stud. As he resumed trying to remove her panties, she protested again, but he said he just wanted to kiss her there. Reluctantly she lifted her hips enough so he was able to slide her sheer panties down her thighs, below her knees to her ankles, where he pulled them off, along with her shoes. There were tears in her eyes as she saw how she was so erotically exposed to his gaze, and she pressed her legs together. "He seems to be making a lot o progress," Karen said. "I think you are going to see those legs spread wide, and watch that very large cock of Bill’s going into her." Watching him now, continuing his erotic caresses of her thighs, gently easing her legs open enough so he was able to bring his fingers between her naked thighs, and then hearing her gasps as his fingers pressed against her vagina, he was thinking Karen was right- he was going to watch this stud service her. Gradually he was able to spread her thighs more, and she gasped again, as his fingers invaded her, groaning when she felt his touch on her clitoris. He was sliding down, and eventually had her legs and thighs spread enough so he could move between them, bringing his mouth and his tongue against her lips, looking very pink and moist. She began moaning as he worked his tongue into her, gasping and crying out when he found her clitoris, arousing her more and more-this stud was expert. Her groans and cries continued as she became more and more helpless. She was on an erotic plateau, as waves of pleasure that she never experienced before, were washing over her. Timing the moment when her eyes were closed, and she was quivering with pleasure, he lifted from her, rapidly removing his clothes, exposing a very large, very thick, and very hard cock. When she opened her eyes, seeing him naked, seeing his cock, she said, "Oh my God, no, I can’t do this. Please! Please don’t! You said you would stop if I asked you to." She was alarmed, trying to rise up. "I still won’t do anything you don’t want me too-I just want to hold you, feel my body against yours, and then we can get dressed." She was anxious, but she was reassured. Maybe she just wanted to experience more of this forbidden, erotic pleasure before they stopped. Then he put his mouth on her nipples again, then moving down and pressing her legs open once more, he again brought his mouth down to her cunt, and began pleasuring her again with his tongue, continuing till she was moaning, her body writhing, her legs spreading wider as she enjoyed the intense pleasure that was sweeping over her. I knew now that I was going to watch him fucking her, that there was no way she could halt her seduction by this skillful stud, and I was more excited than I could believe-It was as if I was watching another woman being seduced, not my own wife. Karen was exultant, saying, "It’s show time! Now you are going to watch this stud have his way with your wife! She’s going to squeal when he gets that cock into her. I love it." All of them were enjoying the show. Gail, eyes still shining, said, "I think your going to watch your lovely wife get thoroughly fucked." Karen, looking at my tented crotch, and seeing my arousal, said, "Yes, it looks like you are going to become a cuckold." All thoughts that she might still resist his invasion of her body were gone now, hearing her moaning, her little cries, watching her become more and more helpless. Her stocking clad legs spread wider, her knees lifting as she was experiencing the intense pleasure his mouth was providing. Sensing her surrender, her helplessness, he raised up, mounting her, directing his hard cock against the wet open lips of her cunt. She gasped when she felt it touching her, saying "no! no! you promised. Please don’t! I’m begging you!" But it was too late for my helpless wife, as he began pushing into her, the lips of her cunt beginning to stretch with the insistent pressure, opening wider as he pressed more powerfully, my wife crying out, then a shrill cry as the head of his cock stretched her fully, entering her, her body jerking. Then I remembered. No condom, and I spoke to Karen, "You said you would have him wear a condom." "Yes, I did. But he refused, and said he never wore one." All this was forgotten as I watched him pushing further and further into her defenseless cunt. Her groans and cries echoing through the room, till he finally impaled her fully, her cunt stretched widely as he filled her with his cock. He held his cock still, till she got used to his size, and then began to move his cock slowly back and forth, wet with her juices. We had a perfect view of his cock sliding in and out of her, in long slow strokes, taking his time with her. Her knees lifted further, and her cries became louder, as he began to stroke more powerfully into her, her body moving to his thrusts. Then she remembered, and she said, "Don’t come in me!" Karen said, "I think he will come in her. He’s fucking her pretty good. She’s never going to forget this night!" And she was right, as this stud was moving her closer and closer to an orgasm, as her cries became more shrill, her body finally shaking, her legs folding over him and clutching him, as she wailed in the throes of her climax. This triggered his orgasm, as holding her tightly, he began spurting into her, filling her with his semen, emptying his cock into her. Finally he withdrew, leaving her with her legs spread wide, their juices leaking from her stretched and gaping cunt. She began sobbing now, tears on her face at having been taken like that, and responding to him, and feeling his semen spurting into the depths of her vagina. As he held her close, her tears finally ceased. Gail said, "What a rush! I’ve never seen a women so thoroughly fucked!" She was too weak to get up, as he held her, stroking her still trembling body. He was smiling, obviously pleased at seducing such a beautiful women, and cuckolding a watching husband. It was incredibly erotic, looking at her spread like that, her stocking clad legs opened wide, her vagina filled with his semen, her breasts rising and falling, her camisole still pulled up. Karen said, "Well, you can join the list of cuckolds whose wives have been fucked by him. And I don‘t think it’s over yet. He is usually good for another one." And looking, we could see him hardening again. Feeling his erection, she said, "Oh, no! I can’t take any more. Please! I can’t do this to my husband again-this was a mistake!" Karen was smiling as he rolled my weak and helpless wife onto her stomach, getting up and lifting her hips and ass to the edge of the bed, standing behind her. He released her hair, letting it fall along her face. She was still protesting, and trying to move away, but he held her hips firmly as he directed his cock into her, easily entering her wet cunt again, to another loud cry from my wife. This time he took a lot longer with her, thrusting into her, penetrating her fully, fucking her with long strokes, as she began responding once more, groaning as he worked on her. As we watched his cock moving fully in and out of her, I began to get hard again, and this time Karen unzipped me, and pulled my fully erect cock out, stroking me as he was thrusting faster into her. To the amusement of the rest, I came almost immediately. Her breasts were swaying to his thrusts, her body jerking as he punished her with his cock, her cries becoming louder, as finally she cried out in the throes of her orgasm. He held his cock still, waiting till it was over, and then began moving into her again. "No! I can’t take any more!" But he was heedless, and he continued till she was moaning again, responding once more. As he increased his thrusts, her cries became louder, and with a squeal, she came. At this point, he pulled her fully onto his cock, and spurted into her again, her orgasm going on and on as she felt him coming deep in her vagina, filling her once more, my wife gasping, feeling his swollen throbbing cock ejaculating into her. He held her like that for awhile, completely draining his cock into her, finally releasing her, and she dropped to the bed, tearful again at the way she had been ravished on her hands and knees, her body betraying her, as she was shaken by her violent orgasms. She lay there for awhile, still flushed and trembling, before she finally rose up, reaching for her clothes. The dark bushy hair of her cunt was matted with their fluids. As she stood up shakily, semen was draining down her naked thighs to her stocking tops. She pulled her camisole down, put her panties on, then her slip, and finally her dress, saying, "I can‘t believe I let you do this to me. I have never been unfaithful before. And this is the worst possible time, as I know I ovulate around this time." Then she said, "I would like to get pregnant, but my husband had a vasectomy. After it was done I regretted it, as I wanted to have at least one child. If you made me pregnant, I don’t know what I will say to him. I’ve never been taken by another man before." "She certainly is not going to forget how she was taken by this one!" Karen said. "He really did it to her; I never saw him perform better. You’ve got some major horns planted on your head. How does it feel-realizing your fantasy, being cuckolded, watching this stud servicing your lovely wife?" I didn’t answer. They both left for bed, then we slipped out of the house, and entered through the front door, calling hello. Entering our bedroom, I found her facing away from me, but still obviously awake. As I reached for her, she turned towards me and began sobbing, gripping and holding me. I asked, "What’s wrong?" She said, "I’m so sorry! I was unfaithful to you; I couldn’t help myself," and she related what happened. I pressed her for the details, wanting to hear what I already knew. Sobbing, she continued, telling everything. I became hard as she talked, and I lifted up her night gown, spread her legs and mounted her. She was still wet and I entered easily, and thrusting into her, I came immediately. She was wide-eyed, amazed at my reaction to her infidelity, but she was relieved that I wasn’t furious with her. Then she said, "You’re excited by what happened!?" She remembered that I wanted her to experiment with another man. Well, I did what you wanted, but I’m not happy about it, but I did enjoy it. Then she said, "It was the worst possible time! I know I started my fertile time, and he didn’t not use any protection. But in one way, I’m not sorry, because I really wanted a baby, and I was sorry you had a vasectomy. But now there is a good possibility that he impregnated me. I said that I was sorry too, and I said, "If you had a baby, I would be happy for us, even if it was another man’s child." She was obviously relieved, and then a thought occurred to her, and she said, "what if I let him take me again, just to make sure I get pregnant?" I hesitated briefly and said, "If that’s what you want, it is alright with me, but how will you manage it?" "I will speak to him. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind." While she was dressing in the morning, I went downstairs and told them everything, and they were delighted, especially Bill, who clearly would like to service her again. We made a plan to go shopping, leaving them together again, but first we made sure Terri had some time alone with him, to ask if he would do it to her again, and telling him why, that she wanted to get pregnant. He readily agreed. While she was showering and dressing, I told her we were all leaving, but we positioned ourselves again in the next room. When she came down, Bill didn’t waste any time, taking her in his arms, carrying her to his bedroom. Standing her up, he began to strip her; she didn’t protest this time, and he slowly removed her dress, then her sheer underwear, till she was naked except for her stockings and garter belt. She was flushed and trembling as he moved her onto the bed, spreading her thighs, moving over her, mounting her again, moving his cock up and down between the wet lips of her vagina, then pushing into her, my wife crying out as she was filled again by this huge cock. It was incredibly erotic, seeing her penetrated again, seeing him thrusting his thick and hard cock into her defenseless cunt. He carefully paced himself, fucking her steadily and powerfully, till she was groaning and crying out once more, clutching him as she came, her convulsions again setting off his orgasm. He groaned as he pushed fully into her, releasing his semen into her uterus. Finally they were finished, and when he lifted off her, she raised and closed her thighs, keeping his sperm deep inside her, increasing the chance of conception, if she was not already pregnant. We slipped out as they were dressing, but not before Karen released my cock again, stroking me till I exploded. Returning later, we found the sated couple resting on the sofa. Tomorrow was our last full day, and that night Terri asked me if they could do once more, just to sure she was impregnated, and I agreed. The others, especially Bill, were thrilled that she was going to be fucked again. While my wife was upstairs, we pretended to leave, again moving to the bedroom to watch. She came down stairs, looking lovely, her hair falling around her face. He took her hand, leading her to the bedroom, where he began making love to her, again taking delight in stripping my wife, knowing we were watching. After removing her sheer blouse and skirt, he stood looking at her in her sheer underwear, enjoying the view, now stripping off her bra, her slip and panties till she was naked again, blushing as he looked at her nakedness. After kissing and caressing her till she was wet and aroused, he placed her on the bed, lifting her hips and placing a pillow under her ass. He spread her legs and mounted her, directing his cock at her now wet lips, and pushing firmly into her, my wife crying out again, moaning as he filled her, then groaning as he began fucking her powerfully. Soon they were in the throes of another orgasm, and he pulled her fully onto his cock, my wife crying out again, shuddering as she felt him swelling and throbbing, releasing his sperm into her uterus, groaning as he emptied himself. I was all over-never had I seen such and erotic scene, and the image of him thoroughly fucking her with his huge cock was going to be with me a long time. Seeing my own wife getting stud service like this was so erotic that I came without touching myself, to everyone’s amusement. After they left the room, we "returned" again, and I went straight to our room, finding Terri laying on the bed with her legs lifted, and pressed together, holding his semen in her. She looked at me for a reaction, and I smiled and lay beside her, holding her as she described what happened, all of which I knew. She thanked me for being so understanding. Next day we left for home, saying goodbye to our smiling friends. We were both on pins and needles, waiting to see if she was pregnant. She missed a period, then a second one, and the test confirmed that she was pregnant. Gradually her pregnancy showed, and with each passing week, she grew bigger and bigger. As she approached delivery time, I was constantly bombarded with images of her being fucked by that stud, images of her beautiful stocking clad legs spread and lifted, his cock thrusting into her, and hearing her moaning as she was being taken, then groaning as her climax started, shrill cries as his swollen, throbbing cock spurted into her uterus, impregnating her. I wished I could tell her how we all watched her seduction by this stud, servicing her so completely, and filling her with his sperm, but I knew I never could. Part 2 Pending... * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 29