CHAPTER 2

The third man to stand up nervously looked around before he began talking. 
“My name is Harry, I'm 45 and I've been married for six years to Brenda, who's 27. My wife is tall, very beautiful and sexy looking with fantastic legs, which seem to go on forever. She wears her hair long and with her curvy body and looks she could easily have been a showgirl. Her measurements now are 38DD-24-34. Her large breasts are sheer perfection, very firm, slightly up-tilted and topped with very long, bright red nipples which seem to be permanently erect. Those crimson studs are perfectly formed and are a fraction under an inch long and no matter how she tries they always manage to show through her clothes. Her aureoles are perfectly circular and dotted with tiny bumps. Sucking on those gorgeous teats is one of the great pleasures in my life. I suppose it is not surprising that my young wife loves to show off her fantastic legs by wearing tight, short skirt and because she often doesn’t wear a bra her fabulous tits always seem on the move. I love the effect she has on other men but now for the catch!
Whenever we made love it seemed as if I was doing it with a totally different woman. Gone was the sex tease and in came the frigid wife. Don’t get me wrong she’d never refuse to make love but she'd lie there, with her fabulous legs wide apart, completely unaffected by my caresses and kisses. Willingly she'd help to insert my willie into her pussy but it certainly didn't arouse her. I'd bang away until I filled her pussy with my semen then she'd cuddle me before disappearing into the bathroom to wash my semen from her sex. I tried to interest her into sucking me off but she refused saying it was unhygienic. When we first started going together I would spent hours licking and sucking her vagina and she claimed that it was nice but it certainly did not arouse her the way it should have done. As far as I knew she’d never experienced an orgasm. I bought books and videos and tried everything and anything but with the same result, I often wondered whether I would get the same pleasure from a rubber doll.
Apart from our sex life we were quite happy except when I'd get jealous because men whistled or made passes because she'd gone out of her way to encourage them to do so. Although I knew she wasn't interested in them and would never give them the time of day it still made me jealous to see her emphasise the wiggle of her superb bottom and the bouncing of her unfettered breasts for other men. I knew that her intention wasn't sexual. She was only doing it because it made her feel powerful being able to exert such power over men. Although it upset me it also caused me to have thumping great erections. 
With reactions like that it is no wonder that the human race is so screwed up, is it?
I suppose that I'm reasonably endowed, six inches, but after failing to ignite her passion I began to believe that what she needed was a massive cock then surely she would respond, I thought. Why is it that we men are so paranoid about size?
It almost became an obsession with me to see Brenda being screwed by another man, with a large, thick cock, so I decided to actively search for such a being. Because I love her so much I was very particular and it took some months before I found a young man who seemed to have the qualities I was looking for. I was in the toilet of a pub and he was standing next to me, having a wizz, and the size of his cock, even semi-hard, was enormous. It was bigger than mine fully erect. I left the room and when he came out I followed him with my eyes. He sat down with one of the regulars I knew so I made my way over and, to cut a long story short, we became drinking buddies and met once or twice a week. I started extolling my wife's beauty and virtues and, when I was sure that he was intrigued, I showed him sexy photographs of Brenda, taken on a holiday in Spain. That day she’d been wearing a thong with her delightful breasts bare and shining with oil. I noticed that he reacted more lustfully to the ones where she had her back to the camera. Because the string had been swallowed up in the deep cleavage between her pouting buttocks it seemed as if she wasn’t wearing anything at all and I saw that the front of his trousers was distended by a massive erection as he ogled my wife's magnificent, body. I remember shivering with excitement and lust as I visualised his massive cock slipping into my wife's tight pussy as his hands squeezed her magnificent orbs. Believing that he’d taken the bait I was frank with him and explained the ins and outs of my wife’s lack of ardour. He was very sympathetic and eager to help when I suggested that what she needed was another man with a large penis. 
We arranged to pass him off as the son of an old friend, with whom I'd lost touch. The following day I told my wife that we were going out on Friday night. Brenda, as was her norm when going to places full of men, wore an extremely tiny, black g-string, no bra, self supporting stockings, stiletto shoes and a tube dress which clung to her luscious curves like a second skin. She looked good enough to eat and I immediately got a hard-on and could hardly keep my hands off her. It made me question my decision to invite another man to make love to her but I decided that it was worth a try.
Paul was waiting for us at the restaurant. He's nearly six foot tall with broad shoulders tapering to a small waist, lean hips and muscular legs. His dark hair contrast vividly with his green eyes, which were shining with lust as they scanned Brenda's curves. I watched my wife closely and was pleased when I saw interest in her eyes as she also studied him. I breathed a sigh of relief. We sat down, ordered drinks and soon Brenda and Paul were behaving as if they'd known each other forever. As is her wont she started flirting with him. The meal might have been good but I couldn't tell you what we ate or drunk because I was on tenterhooks. I should have mentioned that my wife has a low tolerance to alcohol and that I made sure she had enough. She was definitely tipsy by the time we went back to our place. I left my wife and Paul alone in the living room after telling them that we'd run out of booze so was going to the liquor store to buy some. I'd arranged this scenario with Paul. Instead of leaving I slipped into the study from where, standing on a chair, I could look into the living room through the small window above the door. 
I saw Brenda walking to the record player and choose a CD. She started to sway her hips in time with the beat and Paul approached her and slipped his arms around her waist. He turned her to face him and kissed her on the lips. She made a feeble attempt to pull away before her arms slipped around his neck and she began eagerly returning his kiss. 
I felt jealousy tear my guts. I was nauseous and my stomach flipped as again I wondered whether I was crazy to allow another man to try to seduce my wife. 
Paul's hands were caressing and kneading Brenda's buttocks as they kissed. Slowly he undressed her and she not only did not try to stop him but actually helped him by wiggling her hips so that the dress fell to the floor. I'd been very worried that she would blow up when Paul made his move but I would have never imagined that she would be so compliant. He undid the bow at her hips but the g-string stayed plastered to her pussy for a moment which made me realise that it could only be because her sex was so very wet, something which had never happened before as far as I knew. Eventually the scrap of material dropped to the floor and my beautiful wife was naked, except for her stockings and high heels, in front of a stranger. Paul stepped back and looked at her and told her what a magnificent figure she had then went on to say that he was going to fuck her silly because she was such a tart. 
Brenda shivered at his crudeness and I heard her say something about me being back soon and that she was a good girl and a happily married woman. He replied that he was certain that I wouldn't object if he taught her a lesson for being a cockteaser and might even join in. She could, had she wanted to, easily have walked away but instead stood there like a frightened rabbit facing a fox as Paul stepped back and took his clothes off. Brenda gasped when his cock sprang into view. It looked gigantic and it was still growing harder and visibly thickening as he closed a fist around the base and started slowly stroking it as he told her that he was going to ram it all the way into her womb. There was more shaft sticking out of his fist than the length of my entire cock and once again I wondered whether I'd been reckless in choosing a man so well endowed to service my wife.
Brenda's eyes were glued to his massive cock, as it twitched and jerked in his fist. Her breasts were heaving dramatically as she struggled to control her emotions. Paul opened his fist and his cock sprang upward and the head bounced off his belly with a loud fleshy sound as he walked towards her. She was rooted to the spot and her eyes were wide with fright as he took her in his arms. I saw that his huge cock had slipped between her thighs, the shaft pressing hard against her pussy as the apple-sized head protruded between her bum cheeks. The wetness on its tip caught the light like a sparkling jewel. He moved his hips and his shaft moved between her thighs rubbing hard against her sex as he told her what he intended doing to her. She was gasping for breath and I could see that she was trembling all over.
It was harder than I'd imagined watching and staying still while another man manhandled my woman so crudely.
Paul led Brenda to the large settee and lay her down on it on her back, with her legs wide open. Her pussy was shining with sex juices and her pubic hair was dotted with glistening beads. Something I’d never seen before. He slipped a hand between her legs and pushed two fingers deep into her pussy and a loud squelching sound echoed in the room. She gasped and heaved her hips upwards as if to entice him to push them even deeper inside her. He inserted two more fingers and she gasped with pain but he took no notice as he shuttled four fingers slowly in and out of her stretched sex. Her eyes were round as saucers as she watched him kneeling between her open legs. He held her pussy lips open so that his tongue could stroke along the length of her slit again and again before he wrapped his lips around her clitoris. He sucked the love bud into his mouth as he continued to move his fingers in and out of her pussy. Her thighs clamped firmly around his head as she ground her bottom on the seat. 
I can’t describe the painful emotions which gripped me as I watched Brenda responding to a stranger’s caresses the way she had never responded to mine. 
My wife gasped with regret when Paul pulled his mouth away from her sex. She tried to keep him against her by clamping  her muscular thighs around his head, but he broke free. Her flushed pussy was rippling with excitement and stayed gapping open, shiny with love juices. It looked ready to receive Paul's huge cock as he knelt between her spread legs. I watched with a thudding heart and sinking stomach as the large cockhead parted the lips further apart before slowly disappearing into her oozing sex. Inch after inch of his thick shaft slowly slipped out of sight into her cuntal flesh, parting and spreading her pussy so much that it seemed as if it would have to rip open to allow such thickness inside. She was groaning in a mixture of pain and pleasure but she made no move to escape.
I was terrified that I'd made a terrible mistake choosing a man with such a huge cock and that my experiment was going to go wrong. Half of his large cock was now buried inside Brenda's pussy and the lips had been pulled inward. Paul paused then, with a powerful flick of his hips, he rammed a great deal of the rest of his thick cock deep inside my wife's pussy. She shrieked in agony and her eyes flew wide open and I could see tears trembling in their corners. I was astonished to note that instead of trying to wriggle free her hips rose to meet each thrust. Sex juices were leaking profusely from her pussy and disappearing into the crack of her bottom. It took quite a long time for Paul to bury the entire length of his massive cock into her sex until his large balls bounced against her bottom, with a fleshy sound. Like the tart he’d called her she drew her knees up to cradle his body between her thighs as Paul began to really fuck her in earnest. She squealed as pleasure I never knew she could experience swept through her. Her breath was rasping through her open lips as he pounded his large cock into her, again and again, with all the strength of his muscular body as his hands grasped her boobs using them as handles. Brenda raised her legs even further up and draped them over his shoulders. Her heels were beating a wild tattoo against his back as he continued fucking her rhythmically. It was clear that Brenda was in the throes of a wild passion, the like of which I'd never seen before. 
Suddenly she cried out that she was coming and indeed she seemed to be in the grip of a wild frenzy. Her whole body was shivering with lust as her head went back and a high pitched scream came from her open mouth. He kept relentlessly slamming his large cock in and out of her pussy while her body heaved upwards in ecstasy. Brenda was totally out of her mind as she seemed to be swept from one huge orgasm to the next with hardly any pause between them. Paul was getting more and more excited and beginning to gasp for air. I knew that he was close to climaxing and also realised that he wasn’t using a condom. My wife was begging him never to stop screwing her but he withdrew his huge cock, from her climaxing pussy, and paused to listen to her begging for him to fuck her. With a swift flick of his hips he drove all of his huge cock back into her and she screamed as if she was being split in two. I watched his large balls tighten and his muscular buttocks clench as he slammed his huge prick into her with short, quick jabs. The lips of her sex clung to his shaft like an elastic band as he started unloading his sperm into her with every chance that he was impregnating her. Brenda must have felt the power of his ejaculation because she became even more crazy and begged him to continue filling her full of sperm.
I was wracked by jealousy as I visualised the thick, creamy spunk jetting its way into my wife's womb, as she clung to him. We had been trying to start a family for nearly a year with no success but what I was witnessing could have been that moment when the miracle begun and it would not be mine.
Eventually she calmed down. She was almost purring as she told him what a marvellous and superb lover he was and that she hoped he'd want to screw her again and again because she could not get enough. I chose that moment to enter the room and my wife went as white as a sheet. I quickly told her that I approved of her taking a lover if it made her happy. After a short rest and lots of talking the three of us went up to the bedroom. I watched him fucking her again before I took over. By the time I was finished he was ready to go again. I lay next to them, with him lying on his back and my wife riding him like a horse as his huge prick filled her sex to capacity. I fell asleep exhausted as they fucked themselves into exhaustion.
I persuaded him to stay for the weekend and we spent most of it fucking our heads off. Paul is incredibly virile and more than met my wife's insatiable demands. He conquered her final virginity and I watched as he rammed that massive cock all the way into her bottom, as she screamed the place down until pleasure cancelled out the pain. She rubbed her clitoris as he shuttled his huge cock in and out of her tight bumhole and experienced several orgasms before he spurted his spunk deep into her rectum. Later Paul encouraged me to fuck her pussy while he drove his huge cock into her other hole. It was weird but tremendously exciting to feel his cock rubbing against mine through the thin membrane. Brenda went wild as Paul and I fucked her at the same time and eventually passed out when I filled her with my spunk. I was also exhausted and so lay down next to her, on my stomach. I was almost asleep when suddenly Paul's weight pinned me down as the head of his massive cock pressed against my defenceless bumhole. Aided by the blend of his spunk and my wife's lubrication, which was coating it, it forced its way pass the tight ring of muscles and slipped all the way up my rectum until it was fully lodged inside. The pain was excruciating and I screamed blue murder. I threatened to kill him unless he got off and he just laughed and started moving his cock back and forth and, to my surprise, it slowly stopped hurting and became incredibly exciting. Soon my cock was once again fully engorged and one of his hands gripped it and he stroked it in time with his powerful fucking. Suddenly I realised that my wife was kneeling next to us watching Paul's huge cock slipping in and out of my bottom. On her face was an evil expression of depravity as she started urging him to fuck my arsehole even harder to teach me what it felt like to be used by a man. He chuckled evilly as he continued pounding his huge cock in and out of me with all his strength. Probably because he had already come so often he was able to keep his pounding going for ages and I loved it. His stroking of my cock was so skilful that I started to ejaculate as he kept fucking my arse. Brenda caught my spunk in her hand and squeezed my cock till there was not a drop left then she squeezed my nose, with her fingers, and crammed my own spunk into my mouth and ordered me to swallow it. I did as I felt Paul’s cock swelling inside my rectum which was followed by a sensation of liquid heat as he discharged his spunk deep inside me. I collapsed and lay still while trying to get enough air into my lungs. Paul left his prick inside my bum until it fell out of its own accord as it deflated. I heard him say something to Brenda and she replied that she wouldn't do something so depraved then the sound of a slap and seconds later small hands were parting my buttocks and a mouth was plastered against my bumhole. I felt Paul’s spunk being sucked out and knowing that it was Brenda I knelt up so that she would have to stick her tongue even deeper into my rectum. It kind of made up for my humiliation.
Brenda did fall pregnant and it was Paul’s child.
I won't say that my plan went wrong just that it's escaped my control. Now I'm the one being manipulated by my wife and her lover. I act as a sex attendant whenever they make love, which is every weekend. I also pay all the bills for their child.
I love it!

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