28 Years of Sharing His Wife

My wife Diane and I have been married 28 years, and the first time I had the privilege of sharing her with another man was six months before our wedding.  I think that my story is very relevant to the desires of like-minded guys who are overwhelmed with the desire to share their wives with other men! 

It was a hot summer night, and my fiancé Diane and I were out "bar hopping" with my best friend Jim.  Prior to that time, Diane and I had started to fantasize and talk about me watching her spread for another guy.  I started buying Penthouse magazines when I was 18-years-old, and my favorite "Forum" stories were always the ones where the guy shared his girl with another man.  

When I started dating Diane, I shared this fantasy with her, and let her read some of the best stories I had clipped out of the magazines saved over the years.  Luckily for me, she was young and horny, and eventually we started reading the stories together in bed.  They never failed to get us both very hot and horny!  So on that night I waited until Jim left to use the restroom, then leaned over and whispered into Diane's ear, "How about making our little fantasy a reality with Jim tonight?" 

Diane was rather drunk.  She moved closer and started passionately kissing me in the bar.  Diane reached down and grabbed the throbbing hard-on in my jeans, then broke the kiss just long enough to whisper back in my ear, "I think I can handle two of these tonight!"

We were still making out when Jim came back, and he told us to, "Get a room!"  (Little did he know!)  When Diane got up and headed for the restroom, I had a lump in my throat, not quite sure how to tell my friend that I wanted to share my young fiancé with him that night.  

My face was flushed.  I was burning up.  My mouth was dry, and my heart was beating fast as I tried to muster the courage to tell him before Diane returned from the restroom.  Finally, I just blurted it out, and was still trying to convince him that Diane and I really wanted it to happen when my wife-to-be returned.  

When Diane sat down, the conversation returned to normal.  I got one more chance to talk to each of them alone, before closing time, and was pretty sure that they were both "in."  

As we started to get into the car, I told Diane to, "Go ahead and get in the backseat with Jim."  The implied offer was understood by all of us, and as I pulled out of the parking lot, I looked in my rearview mirror and saw my fiancé and my best friend kissing.  I adjusted the mirror so I could see as much of what was happening as possible.  

I also wanted to turn down the radio, but I didn't want to spoil the mood and make them self-conscious.  A few minutes later, the lights from a passing car illuminated Diane pulling off her little pink cotton tank top, baring her young, naked breasts for my friend to play with.  

I turned the car down a residential side street, so the streetlights would occasionally illuminate the naughty scene unfolding behind me.  I was driving a big old 1978 Chevy Caprice with huge bench seats that provided my friend plenty of room to take full advantage of the gift I had offered up to him that night.  

The next time I looked in the rearview mirror, I could only see Jim's head.  I turned around, looked over the seat, and could tell that Diane was then completely naked, and her head bobbing in Jim's lap.  I reached for the volume knob on the radio and slowly started to turn it down, little by little, so I could hear what was going on in the backseat.  

Eventually I got the radio volume low enough to hear the naughty sucking sounds Diane was making on Jim's cock.  After about five minutes of enthusiastic sucking I heard Jim's say, "Stop!"  He obviously was planning his ejaculation for somewhere besides my fiancé's mouth.  

I heard some rustling and turned around to see Diane helping Jim to get out of his clothes.  In my rearview mirror, I watched their heads disappear again as Diane lay back in the seat.  I then heard my girlfriend gasp, and whimper, "God... Oh yes... Oh god!"  And I knew that signaled that Jim's cock was starting to enter her.  

I immediately turned around and saw my 22-year-old fiancé on her back with her legs wrapped around my best friend as he slowly, and sensuously, pumped his cock to full depth inside of her.  I held the steering wheel steady with my knees, and quickly undid the front of my pants to release my throbbing cock.  I was in ecstasy as I slowly stroked myself while watching as much of the action as possible while still remaining on the road.  

After about 10 minutes of extremely slow, and passionate fucking, I heard Jim ask her, "Do you want me to pull out?"   Then I heard my wife-to-be reply, "You better not!"  I had to immediately let go of my pulsing cock to keep from cumming all over the dashboard.  

Jim then started to really pound my fiancé hard and fast, driving toward his orgasm.  Diane immediately responded to his vigorous fucking with uncontrolled moaning, which seemed to cause Jim to fuck her even harder.  The sound of his balls loudly slapping against her viciously on every down stroke was unmistakable.  

All of a sudden Jim groaned loudly, and ground his crotch against my young girlfriend, as his body spasmed, leaving no doubt that he was ejaculating deep inside my future wife.  That pushed Diane over the edge, and her body shook as she grabbed his ass and ground back against him... moaning from her own orgasm.  

At that point I had literally stopped the car in the middle of the street to watch the spectacle behind me.  My face was burning, my heart was racing, and my cock was oozing pre-cum.  It was like a drug, and I knew I was hooked.  

Jim got dressed as I drove toward his house to drop him off, while Diane passed out asleep, still naked in the backseat.  When we got home she was hard to wake up, due to all the alcohol she had consumed earlier.  I got one of my hooded sweatshirts on her, zipped it up, and helped her out of the car and up to the house.  

The sweatshirt was just long enough to cover her naked ass.  We went around the house to use the back door, but we didn't go right in.  First I bent her over a wooden picnic table, came up behind her, and effortlessly slid my aching cock into her slick pussy, fucking her in Jim's mess.  I only lasted about 15 seconds before I added my own contribution to her warm, sloppy, pink, slit.  

Diane was so drunk, tired, and out of it, she hardly noticed.  That was the first time I shared Diane with another man, but it wasn't the last.  Six months later we were married, and she continued to have new and exciting sexual adventures with other men.  

Over the past 28 years of our marriage, Diane has taken 13 other cocks inside of her pussy, four of which she also got to take in her butt.  Some of the guys were just one-night stands.  Others fucked her on many different occasions.  

In addition to those lucky guys, there were eight other men that my wife has sucked off during the years.  Diane's sluttiest period was probably between the ages of 26 and 34.  Luckily during that time, AIDs was not yet a threat to the heterosexual community, and all her men were encouraged to share my wife bareback, which only added to the naughtiness and excitement.  

Diane always felt that a man's mess between her legs was unmistakable evidence that he found her sexually attractive.  For her it was kind of like a badge of honor. 

I haven't always been there to watch when my wife spread her legs for other men.  In fact a lot of the time she played away from home, or when out of town on business.  The thrill for me has always been just the thought of sharing my wife, and making sure as many men as possible were able to claim their turn between her legs.  

We have found that most men are not very comfortable fucking a woman in front of her husband.  They are much easier for her to pick up, and a lot less inhibited during sex if they think the husband isn't around.  

A lot of Diane's lovers assumed she was cheating on me.  Little did they know she would come straight home and tell me all the naughty details!  Of course nothing really tops the excitement of watching your sexy wife have an intense orgasm while riding another man's thick penis at the same instant he's ejaculating deep inside of her.

We both turned 50 this past year, and it had been five years since Diane had sex with another man.  Diane has gained some weight, and just the fact that she is getting older makes her feel less attractive, which really hurts her self-confidence and desire to be shared.  I was seriously questioning if our "sharing" days were a thing of the past.  

Fortunately the night before this past Super Bowl, my luck changed!  Late at night we found ourselves sitting in a Jacuzzi with the brother of a friend (whose name is also Jim), and we were all pretty drunk.  Diane got brave and took off her top.  Soon we all had our bathing suits off, and Jim and I had our hands all over my wife.  

Eventually I was standing behind my wife, holding her head above water and squeezing her breasts, as I watched Jim move between her legs and finger her to orgasm.  We all took a little bathroom break, but instead of climbing back in the Jacuzzi with them, I told them I was going back to the kitchen to get some more beer.  

But instead of getting the beers, I slipped around some bushes and doubled back to a hiding place where I would have a clear view of the Jacuzzi.  It wasn't long before I saw Diane move up to Jim, put her arms around his neck, and while facing him, wrap her legs around his waist.  The next thing I knew, I heard my wife moaning, "Fuck me... fuck me!"

It's still like a drug for me, and I know it always will be.  I feel sorry for all the men out there who share the intense desire to see their wives with other men, but have yet to get a taste of how truly awesome the experience really is.  Don't give up the dream.  

And for all the guys who've experienced it, but think it may never happen again, don't lose hope.  It's not over until it's over!

