Mary discovers another man

This is another story about my wife, Mary. She features in nearly all my stories. I'll start off with a short description of her. She's 5'3" tall, about 110 pounds, although I think she weighed less at the time of this story. She has what she calls tiny tits, which are just a little smaller than a 32A size. She has long brown hair, almost reaching her waist, and some people call her a hippie, but she doesn't do drugs, ever. She is very sexy, but says people didn't think she was sexy when she was in high school. I don't see how that can be true. I met her in college, so I can't say, but she was very sexy by the time I met her. We met in her first year of college, and we got married the next school year, in the fall of '73.

I have many, many, stories to tell about Mary's sexual adventures. This one occurred about 3 weeks after we were married. Mary told me she was a virgin when we met, but, I admit, she didn't bleed when we first had sex. We did have many nights of wild sex play before finally having sex, and she says other things stretched her hymen, such as tampons, but you never know. Perhaps there are things I still need to learn about her. In any case, she says I was her first fuck, her first man. This story is about her first sex with another man.

Before I met Mary I had met a beautiful young girl, who exudes sexuality, who became a masseuse, and a call girl. She started her career of selling sex before she even turned 18, but she never charged me. Interestingly, when I met Mary she was a nursing student, but then dropped that and got a certificate in massage therapy. I don't know if that had anything to do with our friend Maggie, but you never know. I am fairly certain Mary never turned a trick during her work, but I do know she understands how sexy the profession is. That's another story, though. Now, on to this story.

Our friend Maggie had just gotten married, and we went over to their apartment to have dinner with her and her new husband. They had gotten married by a Justice of the Peace, and this was actually the first time Mary and I had met him. I will say, here, Maggie later told me her new husband was aware his new wife was a call girl, and their marriage didn't last long. Happily Maggie's next marriage was very good, and they were still married and having fun together last we knew. We lost track of them several years ago, but I think they are likely still fucking their brains out having a lot of fun in life. But this story is about Maggie and her first husband.

I knocked crisply on the door, and Maggie answered right away. I took Maggie into my arms and gave her a deep lingering French kiss. While Maggie and I were kissing I opened my eyes, to watch Mary and Brad, standing, obviously wondering what to do. After a while Maggie and I stopped kissing, and teased Mary about being so shy, and not kissing Brad. With that encouragement Brad took Mary into his arms and kissed her. Mary tilted her head back and accepted the kiss. She opened her mouth obligingly, and while they kissed Maggie and I kissed again. By the time we were done kissing I was hard, and I can only imagine Brad was. Certainly he had Mary pulled up against him as close as she could get, and he was rubbing her butt while they were kissing. I always note this especially since I can't quite reach Mary's butt while kissing her because of our height difference. I was squeezing Maggie's butt while we kissed. Maggie is much taller than Mary, and there are some very fun things we've done in the shower because of that.

After we stopped kissing, and moved into the kitchen, and the women started tending the food which was already cooking, I noticed there were a lot of paintings in the apartment. I asked Brad about them, and he said he had painted them. I was very impressed. They were very good. I like paintings which are realistic, when it comes to the depiction of people, or women in particular, and these practically looked like the girls could step out of the paintings. I was impressed.

As we walked around the apartment viewing the paintings I asked Brad what it would take to get him to paint Mary for me. He seemed a bit embarrassing, which seemed very odd to me considering he had just been Frenching my wife while caressing her firm little butt, and he said he only liked to do nudes. I laughed, and said "Well, the only good picture of a babe is of her naked!" I noticed he relaxed when I said that.

I asked if he could add fantasy elements, like wings perhaps, if he painted her. He said he could, and said he could add any background I wanted, too, but a painting wasn't cheap. By this time we were back in the living room, and Maggie asked what we were talking about. Mary never asked such things, and, I've learned, she believes it's not her place to ask questions of her husband. We told Maggie what we were talking about, and Mary blushed red, and Maggie laughed and teased Mary about posing. Then we went on to eat dinner, with more sexually charged banter around the table. Mary was nearly perpetually red faced, and said almost nothing.

After dinner we went into the living room, and I sat in the chair, and pulled Maggie into my lap. Brad sat on the couch, and Mary stood there, obviously wondering what to do. Soon she sat on the couch on the end opposite Brad. Brad immediately scooted over to the middle of the couch while we talked. The conversation hadn't ever really strayed far from having Mary pose naked for a painting, but now it was all we talked about. Brad began to relax as I began stroking Maggie's breasts through her top. Mary was more nervous than ever. Mary knew I had had sex with Maggie, but she hadn't been there, and, as she said, I was the only man she had ever had, and she had certainly never been in any group sex scene. Mary was nervous, and had no idea what to do.

Mary showed no signs of wanting to get up and leave, though, and just sat there while I caressed Maggie's breasts through her top, and Brad snuggled up next to her, and put his arm around behind her back. Then he leaned in and whispered something in her ear. I had no idea what he said, but Mary got up from the couch in response. I thought maybe she had decided this was enough for the evening and it was time to leave, but she said nothing, turned even redder than before, and focused on looking somewhere other than at any of us. She unbuttoned one of the buttons on her blouse, then, with shaking fingers, unbuttoned another button. Then her hands dropped to her sides and she just stood there.

I was very curious what would happen, but I admit I was distracted by the bundle of sex sitting in my lap. I began kissing Maggie, and pulled her close to me, while I slipped my hand up under her top and over her bare tits. She had small tits, barely a handful, but I do love tits like that. Her nipples were small, much smaller than Mary's, but stood up nicely when pinched and kneaded. I did keep my eye open to see what Mary was doing, or what was happening to Mary. She turned even redder than she had been, and continued to just stand there staring at the wall, with her hands at her sides. It was sexy she had begun to unbutton her blouse, but those two buttons really didn't make much difference.

As I kissed Maggie I saw Brad stand up and walk around in front of Mary and begin kissing her. Mary kissed him back, and her hands slowly came up behind his back. I couldn't tell where his hands where, from where Maggie and I sat, but I could imagine he was caressing her butt again. Mary made no move to pull away from Brad, and, if anything, pulled herself into him. Then I saw Brad step back from Mary, and begin unbuttoning her blouse, from where she had left off. Her hands stayed at her sides while this was happening, but I did notice she stole glances at Maggie and I while she was being undressed.

I was enjoying rolling Maggie's nipples between my fingers as I watched Brad slip my wife's blouse off her shoulders, and reach around behind her to unclasp her bra. Maggie didn't wear bras, which made it very easy for me to enjoy her breasts, but Mary always wore a bra. Now her bra slid down off her arms and fell to the floor, and, so far as I know, the first man other than me was staring at her naked tits. Brad reached out and began squeezing her tits, and rolling her nipples between his fingers and thumbs. I really enjoyed watching this, and I think Maggie was enjoying herself as well. Maggie got up and slipped her pants off, and sat back down on my lap. I took this as a sign I should start fingering her little pussy.

I noticed Mary looking at us when I slipped my hand into Maggie's crotch, and spread her legs so her knees where outside mine, while she sat on my lap. I gently began sliding my finger over Maggie's clit. It was too awkward in this position for me to reach down and slip a finger of two into Maggie's cute little vagina. I didn't want to change how we were sitting, while I was watching Brad seduce my wife, so I satisfied myself with just caressing Maggie's clit. Maggie slipped a hand between us, and began rubbing her hand up and down my hardon through my pants, then leaned back into me. She seemed to be enjoying the show, too.

After Brad had massaged Mary's supple, tiny, tits for a while, getting her nipples to stand up big and proud, he embraced her and kissed her deep, while his hands moved down her back, and, I assume, cupped and kneaded her butt. She kissed him back fervently, and her hands went up around his shoulders. Then Brad broke the kiss and slowly turned Mary around, so her back, and butt, was against him, and lifted her hair around to in front of her, kissing her neck and reaching around in front of her to continue massaging her tits. After a while he slid his hands down to her waist and unsnapped and unzipped her jeans, and slid them down her legs. He kissed her butt, and pushed his hand between her legs from behind as she stepped out of her jeans. She still had her panties on.

Brad straightened up without removing her panties, and went back to kissing her neck while caressing her tits. Soon, though, his hands slid down her tummy to her panties, and it was obvious he reached inside her panties and was massaging her clit. At this point Maggie got up off my lap and stood me up, and undid my pants and pulled my pants and boxers off to the floor. I stepped out of them, and she pushed me back into the chair, and sat her naked butt back on my lap, watching the show our spouses were putting on. My hardon was nearly entering her at this point, but the angle wasn't quite right, yet. She reached between her legs, and fondled me just enough to make sure I stayed good and hard, while our spouses continued the play in front of us.

Brad then turned Mary to face him again, and pushed her downward. I thought, at first, maybe he was going to have her such his cock, but then he sank to the floor, and pulled her down from her knees next to him. His fingers slid quickly into her panties and he brought one leg up over one of her legs, as they again kissed deeply. Maggie repositioned herself, and lowered her hot pussy onto my cock, guiding it into her with her fingers, as we watched this. I slid down some in the chair to make this work better, but I made sure to stay where I could keep watching Brad and Mary.

Mary was enjoying herself, I thought. She was hunching her hips up into Brad's hand, and kissing him as deeply as I had ever seen her kiss, with her hands firmly pulling his head to her. Then Brad began pushing her panties down her legs, and she lay there while he stripped her of her last piece of clothing. She was looking at Maggie and I, and just lay there, waiting for what might happen. Brad slid his fingers back up her legs, and I watched as his fingers slid between her legs, and her legs spread, just a little, and his fingers obviously slid into her, again. His thumb appeared to be working on her clit while he finger fucked her. It did look like she was very wet while Brad was masturbating her.

I admit, I came then. Maggie laughed at me, and reached between her legs and caressed my balls, making no move to get off me. I kept my shrinking cock in her pussy, and continued watching Brad finger my wife. Soon my cock was beginning to get hard again, and filling up Maggie's tight vagina again. Brad looked our way, and stood up, beginning to undress himself. Mary looked off some direction, other than at any of us, while Brad stripped down naked. She just laid there, her legs slightly spread, waiting, with her hands lying at her sides.

When Brad stripped off his pants I saw he wasn't wearing underpants, the same as Maggie. Well, I found bras and panties pretty sexy now, since I met Mary, but it certainly made it easier to get naked without 'em. Brad lay down next to Mary, and immediately slipped his fingers into her pussy again, and spread her legs wide while he moved over the top of her. There before me my little petite wife was taking a new cock for the first time in her life, without saying a word. As he settled himself between her legs, and pushed upward, Mary glanced at me, and made eye contact for a second, then went back to staring at nothing. She hunched her hips up toward Brad, and wrapped her arms around behind his back as he began rhythmically fucking her. Then they were kissing again, and her eyes were closed, and her hands slipped down to the floor.

Soon she was pushing up into Brad, with her hands pushing against the floor, her toes curling, and her hips rose up off the floor in concert with Brad's thrusts into her. By then I was hard again, slowly stroking into Maggie's tight pussy. Then Mary's legs flew up, and her heels caught behind Brad's knees, and she began grunting in orgasm, breaking the kiss with Brad. He began fucking her furiously, and grabbed her butt with both hands as he pushed into her, moving her across the carpetting. She continued to come, while he pumped hard and fast into her, and then he began writhing, having a good orgasm.

I admit, while Brad was fucking my little shy wife I wasn't paying enough attention to Maggie's gorgeous pussy, but she told me she had an orgasm at that point. I didn't notice because I was coming hard just then, lifting both of us up off the big stuffed chair, over and over, as I came, watching Mary come with her first strange cock in her.

After Brad moved off of Mary, Maggie got up and went and got a towel, and came back to clean up the come on my prick and balls, and she got on the floor and gently wiped up the come leaking from Mary's pussy. Brad had gone off to the bathroom, and once Mary regained her composer she got up to go to the bathroom. I doubt they did anything in the bathroom because Brad, fully dressed, came back soon after Mary left. Maggie got dressed, and I went ahead and got dressed. When Mary came back into the front room she was still naked, and made no move to put her clothes back on.

Brad began kissing Mary again, but Maggie mentioned it was late, and I took the hint to say it was time we head home. Brad stopped kissing Mary, and went over to hold Maggie, and Mary just stood there, naked, for a few minutes, looking down at the floor. I began gathering her clothes, and then she slowly began putting her clothes back on. It was time to go.