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Authors name: Cybersurfer (cybersurf1326)
Story title : Sharing Mary
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Sharing Mary (MMF, wife, voy, size)
By Cybersurfer (cybersurf1326)
***
As I walked down the long, deserted hallway of the red-
carpeted Marriott at 2:30 AM, I wondered how I'd gotten
us into this mess. My head was swimming and I felt
confused as I thought back over the last 2 hours. Then I
remembered. It had started two weeks ago...
My wife, Mary, was still a beautiful woman. At the age of
52, she was in better shape than the day we were married.
This was due to long hours spent on the treadmill that I
had bought her four years ago. She had dropped forty
pounds and now had muscle where before had been "middle-
age" fat. Her breasts, although a bit small, were still
firm and "perky", and her once too-full bottom was now
sculpted into a beautiful sight to behold.
I was proud that I had a wife with the self-respect and
self-discipline to physically work herself back into
shape with punishing exercise and a high-fiber, low fat
diet. Although her hair was almost white (it had started
turning prematurely gray while in her twenties), her 5'8"
frame and strikingly beautiful smile would now cause most
men --- young or old --- to look twice.
I, on the other hand, had begun to let age overtake me in
my forties. Now, at 52, I was woefully overweight and
dreadfully out of shape. My body, once lean and mean, had
expanded into something I hardly recognized in the
mirror. I ate and smoked too much, and my job was
extremely stressful. My potbelly was acquired honestly --
- too many burgers, fries, and pizza. At 5'11" and 200
pounds, I wasn't exactly ready for Chippendale's.
We had been married 30 years. It was a good stable
marriage, and one that had produced four healthy, happy
children. We lived in a four-bedroom suburban house,
mowed the lawn on Saturday, grilled burgers on Sunday
afternoons, vacationed at the beach every year, etc.,
etc...
Our sex life was good but a bit boring. Every Saturday, I
would drive to the adult bookstore and rent a porn movie.
That night, Mary would reach for the expensive vibrator I
had purchased for her --- the one endorsed by Dr. Ruth.
As we watched the video through our toes from the bed,
she would slowly vibrate her clit to three or four
orgasms as I played with her breasts. When she was
finally satiated, she would take my average (a little
over 6 inch) cock in her mouth. Then I would pull her off
and fuck her until I came. Unfortunately, I have always
had a "quick trigger" --- about two minutes and I'm done.
One night during sex, while she was vibrating herself and
I was playing with her nipples, I looked up and
whispered, "One day I'm going to bring home a present for
you. He's going to be big and young and hung like a
horse. And I'm going to watch while you fuck him!"
Mary closed her eyes and immediately erupted into a
powerful orgasm that lasted over a full minute. Her toes
curled inward and her whole body seemed to levitate.
Suddenly, she threw the vibrator to the floor and
attacked my cock with a vigor that had not been present
for years.
When I tried to pull her off so I could fuck her, she
pushed me back down to the bed and continued her tongue-
swirling, wet-sucking, deep-throating blowjob until I
came with a groan that was more like cry for help. She
continued sucking until I had to beg her to stop. And as
usual, she swallowed every drop.
After I had recovered somewhat, I asked her, "You seemed
to like my idea, huh?"
"It was just a fantasy," she replied lightheartedly. "Now
go to sleep, Silly."
For the next three Saturday nights, I said the same thing
with much the same sexual reactions from Mary. I kept
asking if she liked my idea; she kept insisting that it
was just a fantasy that she would never want to come
true. Still, I wondered. The idea of watching Mary with
another guy had always been one of my biggest fantasies.
Neither one of us had been a virgin on our wedding day,
and I always wondered how I compared to some of her
previous lovers.
One night as I was surfing on the net, I received a spam
e-mail from an obvious porn sight. It read, "Watch while
we fuck your wife!" I clicked on the blue URL address and
up popped some pictures of some very good-looking young
guys fucking some obviously older women. The site's
opening paragraph read:
"SuperStuds! If you've always wanted to watch your wife
with another man, then our service is for you. We are
ready, willing and able to fulfill your fantasy --- and
hers! If you are going to be in the Atlanta area, please
e-mail us."
I studied the site carefully, reading the rules and
rates. The rules were simple: (1) choose the man you
would like from the photographs on the web page; (2) make
an appointment two weeks in advance; (3) send a $50.00
nonrefundable deposit (credit card or cash) in advance;
(4) they only would deal with married couples; (5) the
husband had to be present at all times; (6) payment was
to be made before any activity of any kind; (7) no
pictures or videotaping during the session; (8) no
refunds, even if the wife had second thoughts and backed
out.
As it happened, we were planning a trip to Atlanta in two
weeks to see the Falcons. I leaned back in my chair and
thought about it. My wife and I were both 52. If we were
going to do this, it was now or never. I wasn't sure if I
could get Mary to agree. After all, she had kept
insisting that it was only a fantasy. I decided to take a
chance. If she refused, I was out only $50.00. I chose
one of the well-hung handsome young men from his full-
nude picture and filled out the online form with the
required information, paying the deposit with my
MasterCard.
The next day, I received an e-mail reply from SuperStuds,
reviewing the rules and confirming that my deposit had
been received. I decided to tell Mary my plan that night,
but she went to bed early, complaining about her sinuses.
I tried several other times over the next two weeks to
bring up the subject, but the time never seemed right,
and I was truly worried that she would refuse. Worse, I
was afraid that she would be angry with me for arranging
all this without asking her.
Driving to Atlanta, I was both excited and fearful. If
she said no, I would be a bit disappointed. (Or would I?)
If she became angry, it would ruin the whole trip and
perhaps cast a cloud over our marriage.
As soon as we checked into the Marriott, I called room
service for dinner, wine, and drinks. I knew that Mary
needed very little alcohol to get high, and I wanted her
as compliant as possible for that night.
While eating dinner in our room, I was careful to let
Mary consume most of the wine. Afterwards, she went in
the bathroom, took a quick shower, and changed into her
nightgown. She was showing the telltale signs of being a
little drunk as she lay back on the bed and began to
watch TV, sipping her after-dinner brandy.
At exactly 10:00 o'clock, I heard a soft knock on the
door. Mary murmured sleepily, "Who could that be at this
hour?"
"Probably room service to pick up the tray," I replied
hesitantly as I picked up the tray and started toward the
door.
I opened up the door and there he stood: he was huge ---
much bigger than he looked in his picture. He stood about
6'4" and probably weighed at least 250 pounds, all of it
muscle. He looked to be about 25. His blond hair and tan
made him look like a surfer.
"Hello," he said warmly. "I'm Shawn. I think you're
expecting me."
"Yes," I stammered. "Please come in."
I moved aside to let him in, put the tray outside in the
hallway, and hung the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the
outside doorknob.
Mary was dozing. I quickly paid him the rest of the fee
in cash, not knowing if I was throwing money down the
drain.
Shawn undressed quickly down to his boxers. As he took
off his shirt, I was envious beyond belief, and began to
wonder if this was a good idea after all.
Then, Mary opened her eyes.
"Who" she almost shrieked. "Who are you?" she asked,
drawing the covers tighter and higher.
Shawn, Mary, and I waited together for someone to break
the uncomfortable silence. Finally, I just blurted it
out.
"Mary," I said, "I love you. Remember our fantasy? Well,
this is Shawn, and he has come to fulfill it."
With all the alcohol she had consumed, it took a few
beats for her to process what I had just said. She just
looked at me for a full minute. After 30 years, I know my
wife's "looks".
First, there was shock. Then, anger. She looked at Shawn
and then back at me. Then, her anger changed to a look I
didn't see that often from Mary. It was her "OK-buster-
you-asked-for-it" look.
"Dim the lights," she said flatly.
"No problem," Shawn warmly offered. "I brought a candle.
I thought you might like candlelight. And I'm sure now,
after seeing you, that the candlelight will like you."
As I turned off the lights, Shawn lit the candle, and I
took a seat in the chair opposite the king-sized bed. My
wife threw back the covers, took one more "look" at me
sitting in the darkness, and smiled at Shawn.
"I intend to enjoy you," she smoldered. It was the last
thing said for the next four hours.
Shawn gently but firmly pulled my wife's nightgown over
her head. Then he stepped out of his boxers. Since his
back was to me, I couldn't yet see what caused a gasp
from wife. As he turned slightly, I understood. His cock
was huge, and he wasn't even fully erect yet! His semi-
flaccid cock looked to be about 7 inches long and as big
in circumference as my wrist.
Shawn began massaging Mary's body, caressing every square
inch with either his hand or his tongue. Her neck, her
back, her breasts, her legs, her belly --- he covered in
kisses and gentle kneading touches. Finally, after what
seemed like an eternity, he brought his head between her
legs, snaking his tongue to lick the outside of her
vagina from her clit to her anus.
Mary looked like she was luxuriating in his
ministrations. She had a contented, slightly drunken
smile on her face, and was obviously starting to loosen
up. She grabbed Shawn's head and pulled it closer to her
pussy. Shawn, very intuitive, knew what to do. He began
to suck and lick her clit at the same time. He brought
his hands up to caress her breasts, the nipples of which
were now so erect they looked like they would burst.
Suddenly, Mary grunted and began literally fucking
Shawn's face. Her face was contorted and she was holding
Shawn's head to her spasming cunt. When she let go, I
thought she had passed out. But Shawn knew better. He
raised himself on all fours, like he was performing a
perfect Marine push-up above her --- toes and fingers
only. In this position, his cock was perfectly positioned
exactly where it needed to be.
As he slowly lowered himself, his tremendous cock began
to enter Mary's extremely tight pussy. (I say tight
because it's true; all four of our children were
delivered by C-section.) As the head of his thick cock
popped in, Mary's eyes flew open. She looked directly
into Shawn's face, and silently implored him to go easy.
He smiled and nodded knowingly, still supporting himself
on all fours and hovering above my wife.
It seemed like it took an eternity for him to slip his
considerable cock, now fully erect at probably 9 or 10
inches, into my wife's very wet cunt. He went ever so
slowly, almost imperceptibly, deeper and deeper. Finally,
when he hit bottom, he waited for a full minute before
moving, letting her adjust to his size. Then, still
suspended on all fours above her, he bent his head down
and kissed her softly on the lips. Then, he kissed her
again. And again.
I think he could have stayed up there all night had he
not gotten the signal he wanted. Mary moved her arms up
around his neck and drew his mouth once again down to her
lips. This time it was her kissing him --- a deep,
tongue-lashing, hungry soul kiss. Then, and only then,
did Shawn lower himself so that some of his weight was
against her. Mary wrapped her legs tightly around his
legs, and he started to move.
Shawn began to fuck my wife like a musician plays an
instrument. Slowly, at first, then plunging in fast for a
few strokes, then slowly again. Mary's pussy had never
been stretched like that before, but she was so hot and
wet it hardly mattered. She was, indeed, enjoying Shawn,
and was perfectly content with his slow fucking rhythm
and his colossal cock.
After about 40 minutes, Mary began to assert herself. She
started to buck her hips faster toward Shawn's, grunting
and gasping on every stroke. Shawn picked up his pace to
match hers, and they were perfectly in sync.
Mary suddenly stiffened. "Ohhhh!" she moaned softly.
Shawn never stopped. He just kept pumping harder and
faster. She wrapped her legs even tighter around him,
moving them up until they were locked behind his back.
"Oh! Ugh! Oh! Ugh! Oh! Ugh!" Mary's sounds filled the
room. Suddenly, a loud gasp and a high-pitched squeal
broke the rhythm. Mary's face was contorted and tear-
streaked as she shrieked out her ecstasy. She was having
the biggest orgasm of her 52 year-old life.
Her orgasm either went on for 10 minutes, or she was
having one after another. Either way, Shawn knew what he
was doing; he just kept stroking. Finally, when it seemed
Mary's strength was waning a bit, Shawn bent down to kiss
her once more. As he did so, his butt tightened and his
monster cock started to erupt inside her. This sent Mary
over the edge once more, as her cunt walls were splashed
with his cum, and his cock buried itself to its deepest
point yet, far beyond where mine had ever been.
Shawn and Mary "soaked" in each other for another five
minutes. Then Shawn quietly arose, dressed, kissed Mary
once more gently on the lips, shook my hand, and left.
Mary, of course, was completely spent. She fell
immediately and soundly asleep. I, on the other hand, was
totally awake. Since I couldn't smoke in my room (Mary's
a nonsmoker), I quietly slipped on some clothes and made
my way out the door and into the hall.
What would life be like in the morning, I wondered?
Cybersurfer (cybersurf1326)
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