My wife and I have had, throughout our 18 years of marriage, a very good sex relationship, discussing all aspects and indulging our desires and fantasies wherever practicable. So it neither shocked nor particularly surprised my wife Dawn when I showed her an ad in the personal column of a magazine and suggested contacting the advertiser. The ad was from a man who described himself as a superstud and offered to service wives with or without their husbands' being present. It was the sort of thing we had sometimes discussed and Dawn had indicated her willingness to have sex with another man providing he was attractive and presentable.
The difficulty had been finding someone in the neighbourhood whose discretion could be relied on. We had decided that holidays were the best bet but up to that time had not met with any success.
To omit superfluous detail, I need only say that we arranged an initial meeting in a London pub and all parties being agreed, he booked a room in an hotel for the following weekend.
My wife was excited at the prospect of being fucked by someone as young and attractive as Cliff. He is a married man of 26 while we are both 42. On the day in question we travelled to London and our mutual excitement must have been obvious to anyone on the train, I should think. At the hotel, we were in the room next to Cliff and directly we had freshened up after the journey, my wife and I went next door to where Cliff was waiting.
Dawn sat on the bed at his side and removed her shoes, her shapely legs amply revealed as she raised each foot. Cliff kissed my wife's neck and I felt a tremor to see his hand slide up between her legs. Dawn parted them as I raised her skirt sufficiently to see Cliff's fingers delving inside my wife's knickers. At that point I went into the bathroom, knowing they were both hot for it and that this first encounter wouldn't last long. Now it was actually happening, I didn't trust myself to watch, deciding to wait in the bathroom until it was over. Of course, I could hear perfectly and amidst the sighs and moans I knew the instant Cliff's penis entered my wife. Despite an almost overwhelming desire to look, I remained in the bathroom while the mixture of cries, grunts and groans grew to a crescendo, and knew that my wife was receiving a really powerful shafting.
I was on the verge of entering the bedroom when Cliff came through to take a shower (the three of us were going for a meal later.) He had on a robe and I paused, suddenly keen to see the physique of this man who had just had my wife. When Cliff slipped the robe off I literally gasped at the sight of his penis. It was flaccid and slimy from its trip up my wife's cunt but my gasp was caused by its girth. It didn't seem, in the flaccid state at least, particularly long but it was incredibly fat and I stared at it with perhaps a touch of envy before going through to see how my wife had fared beneath the thrusting giant.
Dawn laid where Cliff had left her, sprawled on the bed with her legs open wide and the work of Cliff's thick penis was apparent from her gaping, sperm filled cunt. I had never seen my wife in such a state and I ran my hands over her hot and sweaty body, excited beyond belief at the condition she had been brought to by this other man. I listened eagerly as she told me how marvelous Cliff's lovemaking had been and how the thrusts of his thick penis had driven her wild. While my wife bathed, Cliff and I talked. His own wife was very uninterested in sex and after a chance encounter with a woman named Jane whom he fucked eight or nine times during a holiday, only discovering towards the end that he was being watched and photographed by her husband. We were the fifth couple to avail ourselves of his services.
We went for a meal and drink with Dawn sitting next to Cliff throughout. To an observer they would have appeared the couple with me a third party, especially as Cliff's hand would rest on my wife's knee for long periods or be squeezing her thigh.
Back at the hotel I witnessed their lovemaking, a phenomenal experience, before I returned to our room to sleep alone, my wife sharing Cliff's bed. In the morning they fucked again and then while Dawn bathed, Cliff made out a bill for his services. That was my idea.
I wasn't at all surprised when Dawn asked if I'd consider repeating the experience because her enjoyment and pleasure gained at the hands of her skilled lover had been very plain to see. My own excitement being equal to her's I agreed and after contacting Cliff, and learnt that he could fit us in in three weeks time, a weekend which happily suited us. The arrangement continues to this day and from his bills I can work out the exact number of times Cliff's cock has been up my wife. The score stands at twenty-nine fucks with me paying #5 a time. He gives various discounts such as in exchange for a successful bout of fellatio, he'll perform cunninlingus for free and as Dawn has developed a real passion for sucking his cock, it works out cheaper.
To finish this off I'll describe the session I had the pleasure of watching yesterday. It took place at our house where most meetings now take place although Dawn occasionally spends a night with Cliff at an hotel. Cliff was standing stark naked in the middle of our bedroom. My wife, having been stripped by him to just her stockings and suspenders, was kneeling at his feet. Her admiration for his penis was obvious from the way she handled it. Dawn kissed up and down its length. She was holding Cliff's balls and stroking them with her thumbs while continuing to work on his rampant penis.
Perhaps not many of you have watched their wife kissing, licking and sucking another man's penis but I can tell you its a tremendously exciting experience. Cliff's expression was one of bliss as he stood with one hand on his hip, the other resting on top of my wife's head as she knelt between his legs. Occasionally, my wife paused in the sucking of Cliff's penis to kiss or lick his balls, always taking his penis back into her mouth afterwards and eventually sucking him off.
The next scene of note was Dawn laying on the bed, still clad in stockings and suspenders, with her knees drawn up and her legs open wide as she waited expectantly for the pleasure we both knew would soon be hers. Cliff moved onto her in a 69 and lowered his face between my wife's legs. She gave an exclamation of joy at the first contact of his tongue on her cunt and was soon wriggling in ecstasy as he licked at her tender folds of flesh. His arms were right around her thighs to hold them fully apart and he had his fingers spreading and manipulating her pussy alongside his tongue. My wife clung to his waist, wriggling and squirming, crying out as she was brought to the peak time after time. Cliff swiftly turned around and as his buttocks sank between my wife's sweaty thighs, her cry of ecstasy sent a quiver of excitement through me. With a strange fascination I watched his buttocks grinding up and down in a regular motion, excited beyond description to hear my wife's ecstatic shouts every time his penis drove into her.
Cliff was really skillful, caressing my wife's thighs and breasts with his hands while his tongue and lips did their work on her face and neck. Sometimes his penis thrusts slowed, never quite stopping, as he endeavoured to make it last as long as possible. My wife was being driven to distraction by her expert lover and I could easily have felt jealous if I hadn't been in such a high fever of excitement myself. Dawn squirmed and wriggled beneath his thrusting penis, her yells ringing out when eventually, after what seemed an age but was probably only 10 minutes or so, Cliff pumped his seed into her. She remained on the bed long after he had gone for a shower, her sweat soaked body still heaving and her legs flung wide. Her blissful condition communicated itself to me and as I studied her gaping cunt I knew my wife had experienced sexual satisfaction as never before and so I gave her lover a bonus!
