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Couple's Interesting Evening
by Hardy (femur52@comcast.net)
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Amazing things transpire when husband wishes to test
his lovely wife's resolve, and uses their best friend
in the endeavor. Husband and beautiful wife each tell
their story of these interesting events. (MMF, wife,
voy, reluc, cuck)
***
His Story
This story involved my wife Amy, our friend Steve, and
me. Like many stories it had a beginning, a middle, and
an ending. We have to go back and reconstruct the story
from its beginning.
We had a long term relationship with Steve and his
wife. That is until their divorce several months ago.
His ex-wife moved away, but Steve remained in their
home. The divorce did not interfere with our
friendship, and we continued to do many things
together; we always tried to include him in our
activities. He was a terrible cook, so he was a dinner
guest at our home many times -- if anything we had
grown closer, being very supportive of him.
He was always very attentive to Amy and clearly he was
attracted to her. That was understandable as she was a
beautiful woman who turned many heads. She enjoyed the
admiring glances of many men who were envious of me. I
was fortunate to have such a lovely wife. She was tall,
with an outstanding figure, good shoulders, lovely firm
breasts, a slim waist, lovely hips, and stunning long
perfect legs. Her short skirts showed these off to
advantage.
Steve admired my wife, even more so since he was
single, but he never tried to come onto her, perhaps
because of our long friendship. Steve was a very good-
looking man, quite well built, and Amy enjoyed his
admiring glances, sometimes affording him a view of her
stocking-clad thighs as he sat across from her. Other
times as she was shifting in her chair, or getting up,
or sitting down, her legs separated enough so that I’m
sure he had a glimpse of her sheer silk panties. He
would blush when I caught him staring.
When I mentioned it to her, she said, it was just
harmless flirting. I think she enjoyed teasing him,
especially as he was now single. When he came over he
always embraced her, giving her a brief kiss.
I wondered how far she might go if a good opportunity
presented itself. As I said we did many things
together, sometimes going out to dinner at a club where
there was dancing. We would take turns dancing with
her, and I noticed that he held her close during a slow
dance, enjoying the opportunity to feel her body
against him. When I danced with her I said, "It seems
that you enjoy giving him an erection." She blushed,
looking guilty. She said, "You know I have always been
faithful to you, and you know I wouldn’t plant any
horns on your head." She was laughing at my concern.
Then she started teasing me. "Maybe you would like me
to make love to him. Do you think I should let him do
it to me? Maybe you would enjoy it if I opened my legs
to him, especially since he hasn’t had sex for a long
time. It would be charitable of you to offer your wife
to him-it wouldn’t be love-just sex." She continued her
teasing, her inflammatory remarks, but she finally
said, "you know I love you; I’m just kidding to get a
rise out of you."
She was goading me, but she had me wondering if she
would succumb to him if the conditions were right. I
was feeling a tinge of arousal as I listened to her,
and I began thinking about the possibility of them
having sex, and developed a plan to test her resolve.
On the next week-end, when we went out to dinner
together, I put my plan in motion.
We had cocktails before we went to dinner, and enjoyed
a bottle of wine with an excellent entree. After dinner
there was dancing, and we each took turns with Amy. By
the time we left we all had a pleasant glow from the
drinks we had consumed. The plan was to return to our
house and enjoy a video that I had rented.
After I poured drinks we sat on our large sofa with Amy
between us. The video was in and I hit play. The movie
was sexually explicit, to the surprise of no-one, as I
said in advance that we had a very interesting movie.
The theme of this movie was a ménage-a-trois, and I
thought it might plant an idea. We were watching with
rapt attention.
As the on-screen action heated up I began to stroke
Amy’s shoulders and neck-soon she was purring. Her
short dress rode up a little, exposing some lovely
thighs. I turned her head towards me, giving her a
brief kiss, followed by another. Steve was following
the action, and he turned her face towards him; she
hesitated, but then allowed him to kiss her, finally
breaking the kiss. She looked at me, raising her eyes,
but I smiled, ignoring the unspoken question, kissing
her again. Steve took his cue from me and also kissed
her again.
I raised the erotic level by stroking her breast as I
kissed her, and again taking his cue from me, he
stroked her other breast. Reaching back, I pulled the
zipper of her dress down to her waist, her dress
falling open. She gasped, holding her dress in front of
her breasts, saying, "Ok. What’s going on?"
I ignored this question, kissing her again, tugging the
front of her dress down to her waist, exposing her
sheer bra, the nipples visible. I moved the action
along stroking her breast again, and Steve did the same
on her other breast. She was protesting, but she was
becoming aroused by the combination of the drinks, the
explicit movie, and our kisses and caresses.
When Steve kissed her the next time I moved my hand
down to her thighs, and stroked her there, pushing her
dress up a little more, exposing her stocking tops.
Following my lead he also moved his hand down to her
thighs, pushing her dress up till her garter straps
were exposed. I was surprised that she let matters go
this far, but she said, "this has gone far enough
guys." But she didn’t make an effort to stop us,
probably wondering how far we would go with this. And
as long as she wasn’t physically putting up any
resistance, I was determined to continue.
When I unsnapped her bra, exposing her breasts, she
gasped, and I thought she definitely would stop us now.
She started to get up, but I pushed her head and
shoulders down to the sofa and caressed her naked
breasts, moving my mouth to her nipples, which were
fast becoming erect. Steve lifted her legs to the sofa,
and continued caressing her thighs, caressing the bare
flesh above her stocking tops, my wife moaning now as
we continued the assault on her body.
She was beginning to be alarmed as we steadily stroked
and caressed her trembling body. Finally she said;
"That’s enough, you guys can just quit." But her voice
lacked conviction. I didn’t think she would let us go
this far, so I was determined to continue until she
yelled uncle.
I was kissing her, holding her down as I continued to
work on her breasts, which were now very firm. Steve
was stroking her naked thighs, pushing her dress
further and further up till we could see her lacy
panties. He managed to separate her thighs enough so
that he could get his hand between them, moving his
hand upwards till he reached the crotch of her panties,
a groan from my wife when he touched her there,
pressing against her vagina.
We continued-I was working on her upper body, and he
was working on her lower body. We had her stretched out
on the sofa, holding her in position as we continued a
slow seduction, my wife flushed and trembling. Steve
tugged her dress and slip up till they were bunched at
her waist, her sheer panties completely exposed.
Amy was becoming alarmed and she said, "This has gone
far enough! I can’t believe the two of you are doing
this to me. What are you thinking? Are you thinking of
doing it to me, right here on this sofa? Are you two
thinking of fucking me?" I kissed her while she was
still talking, shutting off her objections. She had
closed her legs, but Steve soon had them opened more as
he was kissing her naked thighs. Soon he had them
opened even more, moving between them, pressing his
mouth against the narrow band of her panties, my wife
gasping again.
My trembling wife was moaning continuously, very
aroused as we continued. Steve grasped the waistband of
her panties and Amy said, "Please don’t take my panties
off." But he ignored her, and pulled them from under
her, pulling them down her thighs and legs, pulling
them completely off, exposing her very bushy vagina.
She closed her legs again, but he soon had her spread
once more, pressing his tongue into the moist lips of
her pussy.
Amy was groaning at the contact, and then groaning
louder as he worked his tongue into her, stroking into
her. There was a gasp from her as he found her
clitoris, stroking, circling and lifting the delicate
bud, his tongue working magic on her. She was
whimpering, moaning, becoming more and more aroused,
her passion taking over, her body moving involuntarily.
She looked at me with disbelief, unable to understand
why this was happening. Again she said, "I can’t
believe the two of you are doing this to me. You have
to stop, this is going too far. He is not going to have
me, and you aren’t either."
But the drinks, the salacious movie, and the romantic
situation she found herself in seemed to prevail, as we
continued to lift her to an erotic high. I couldn’t
believe that my faithful wife had let things go this
far; I thought she would definitely call a halt at some
point, but she made only feeble attempts to stop the
action. And I was becoming very aroused, feeling myself
hardening.
Amy’s cries became louder; and she began shaking and
crying out, her body is spasm as she climaxed. We both
quickly stripped, and her eyes widened as she saw that
we were naked and sporting large erections. She gasped
as she viewed Steve’s very thick and very hard cock
which was jutting straight out, pointed at her. She
said, "Oh no! You’re not going to put that in me!" And
she closed her legs, but she was so weak from her
orgasm that he easily spread them again, and moved up
her body, mounting her, directing his cock against the
moist swollen lips of her vagina.
If I didn’t stop him now it would be too late. Amy
appeared out of control, too weak to put up and
resistance. She laid there, her eyes wide, her body
flushed and trembling as she looked at me. I nodded my
head and she closed her eyes, giving over to the
moment, her legs falling open more as she surrendered.
She flinched when she felt the touch of his cock,
moaning as he pressed against the moist lips of her
cunt, groaning as he stretched her, and then a hoarse
cry as the head of his cock entered her, beginning to
fill her. He steadily advanced his cock, filling her
more, my wife groaning and then crying out again as he
fully impaled her.
I was holding her arms up, and when I released them,
they fell to her side. Steve began moving in her,
starting slowly, moving fully in and out, his cock wet
and shiny with her juices. Gradually he increased his
thrusting, my wife moaning continually. He was nearing
his climax as he stroked into her. Amy folded her arms
and legs over him, crying out as she was shaken by a
powerful orgasm, her body in spasm. He was close
behind, gripping her ass as he pushed fully into her,
groaning as he spurted into her, filling her with his
semen.
It was so erotic, watching my wife being fucked so
thoroughly by this stud that I almost came without
touching myself. As soon as he moved away from her, I
got between her spread thighs and quickly entered her.
She was loose and wet, but even so I came almost
immediately, adding my semen to his.
We were finished and she closed her legs, pulling her
dress down, sitting up and covering her breasts. "I
can’t believe you let him do that to me, your own wife,
and helping him seduce me. We are going to talk later."
And she left for bed. Steve, looking slightly
embarrassed, also left.
Amy was in bed when I came up. When I got in bed with
her she said, "Well, I guess the two of you enjoyed
yourselves, doing it to me. I never thought you would
let it go that far. You really got a kick watching him
fucking me, and he did a good job of it. Did you like
it when you saw him coming in me? I certainly did."
"I didn’t think it would go that far either, but when
we started you really got into it."
I couldn’t help myself, with the drinks and the erotic
movie, and you two working on me -- it’s your fault it
happened, and I really enjoyed it.
Her Story
We saw a lot more of Steve after his divorce. He seemed
to be at loose ends, and Ken and I were very supportive
of him, and he spent a lot of time at our house. He was
a poor cook, so he was frequently a dinner guest, and
we often included him when we went out to dinner,
sometimes to a supper club where there was dancing.
Steve was attractive, and he was very attentive to me-
sometimes it was even embarrassing. He was clearly
attracted to me, and I enjoyed the attention,
encouraging it at times-even to the extent of mild
flirting. I would give him a view of my legs as I
shifted in my chair, or sitting down. He would blush
when I caught him looking up my thighs.
When we were out for dinner where there was dancing,
they took turns dancing with me. When I danced with
Steve he would gradually hold me close, bringing our
bodies together. There were times when I could feel his
erection as he held me closely. My husband noted how
close we were dancing, and he commented on it later,
but I just laughed and said he needed a little
excitement. But I said, "He’s never tried to seduce
me." I knew he wouldn’t hesitate a minute if I
encouraged him.
He said something about my giving him an erection, so I
started teasing him, asking Ken if he would like Steve
to make love to me, saying if would be charitable of
him to offer me to Steve, since he wasn’t getting much
sex these days. I told him it would just be sex, not
love, and I continued to tease him. But I reassured
him, saying I loved him, and was just teasing.
Everything changed one night. We had dinner out with
lots of wine and after dinner drinks, then some
dancing, finally home where Ken surprised us with a
very explicit video, a sexual odyssey involving two men
and one woman. The three of us were on the couch, me
sitting between them, enjoying a night cap as we viewed
the video. I began to get aroused, watching the video,
and being very relaxed from the drinks.
Then the two of them began working on me, taking turns
kissing me, soon caressing me. I thought what’s going
on, as they took turns stroking my breasts, and soon
they had their hands on my legs, and were pushing my
dress up. I began protesting but they ignored my
protests, continuing to arouse me. I thought of making
them stop, but I decided to wait a bit to see where
this was going.
I didn’t have to wait long before Ken unzipped my
dress, pulling it down, and it wasn’t long before he
removed my bra, exposing my breasts. At the same time
Steve had worked my dress up above my stocking tops, up
to my panties. I was aroused, but I was also alarmed at
what was happening. Were they just having fun, fueled
by the drinks and the explicit movie, or were they
thinking of doing it to me? How far did my husband want
to carry this? Were they trying to seduce me?
They swung me up on the sofa, Ken holding my shoulders
down, kissing and stroking my breasts. Steve worked my
dress and slip up under me, pushing them up to my
waist. My sheer panties were exposed above my stocking
tops and garter belt. I thought this is getting
serious, did they intend to fuck me? But I didn’t think
they would go that far. I didn’t think my husband would
let our friend do it to me, but I was worried, and I
was also aroused by the stroking, kisses, and caresses
by these two.
By this time Steve had opened my thighs, getting
between them, and kissing his way up to the narrow band
of my panties. I moaned as he moved the crotch aside
and used his mouth and tongue on my vagina, which was
now very moist. It was so erotic, what these two were
doing to me. I was trembling, and I was getting weaker,
more and more aroused.
I thought this had gone far enough-it seemed they had
no intention of stopping, but before I could protest
Steve had worked my panties from under my hips and
pulled them off. I closed my legs and said, "You have
to stop, this has gone far enough, and I can’t believe
the two of you are doing this to me."
I looked at Ken and said, "I am your wife, why are you
letting him do this to me?" But he just smiled and
kissed me, holding me as Steve spread my legs, and
again got between them, once more bringing his mouth
and tongue to my vagina. As he was moving his tongue in
me I tried to rise up, but Ken was holding my shoulders
down. Was he holding me so another man could take me?
Was he planning to give his own wife to another man,
watching another man put it in me and fuck me? I
couldn’t believe he would do that.
But he did nothing to stop this from happening, and
when Steve moved his tongue to my clitoris, I was
beginning to lose it. As he continued using his tongue
on me, I knew I was about to come, unable to do
anything but open my legs further as my climax
approached. I was moaning continuously, overcome by an
intense orgasm which wracked my body, causing me to cry
out, my body shaking.
I lay with my eyes closed, my legs open, my body
drained. I was barely aware that they had undressed,
until I felt Steve move up, mounting me, and looked
down to see his very large cock aimed at me. I tried to
close my legs, but I was so weak that he easily spread
them wide, preparing to enter me. I felt helpless. I
looked at Ken again, but he smiled and nodded, clearly
giving me permission to be fucked by him, and still
holding my shoulders down, holding my arms above my
head, kissing me, and cutting off my protests.
I thought OK. I was done protesting, done trying to
rise up and stop this. Also I was so aroused, so
overcome with passion that I had no will to resist. If
this was what he wanted, if he wanted to watch his own
wife taken and entered by this stud, if he wanted to
watch me being fucked by our friend, then I would let
him-I was helpless anyway, and I surrendered, letting
my legs fall fully open, giving myself to him. This was
what they wanted and they had set me up.
Finding me compliant, he took his cock in his hand and
directed it to my swollen vulva. I lifted my legs,
bending my knees, opening myself to him as he pushed
firmly, stretching me, beginning to penetrate me.
Gripping my hips, he pushed more firmly, and I cried
out as the head of his cock entered me. I almost came
at that moment. He continued moving into me, stretching
me more, his cock pressing forward till he completely
filled me, pushing firmly against me cervix, and I
cried out again. I had never been so filled, so impaled
as I was now.
Also, I didn’t understand why my husband allowed me to
be taken by our friend, to be used by him.
He began moving in me, moving slowly at first, taking a
lot of time with me. I forgot about my husband as my
whole being was centered around this huge cock filling
me, moving in and out of me. I was flushed and
trembling as he continued. I had never been so overcome
with passion as I was now. This erotic situation was
lifting me to heights I didn’t think possible; I was so
wet that his stroking into me was audible, making
sucking sounds that we could hear.
He began thrusting faster, punishing me with his cock,
pushing powerfully into me. I clutched him as I felt my
orgasm approaching. When I felt him swelling even more
I cried out shrilly, my climax full upon me, my body
twisting and jerking with the power of my release. This
triggered his orgasm, and he groaned, ejaculating into
me, and I could feel his semen spurting against my
cervix, carrying me along, my orgasm going on and on
till he drained himself in me.
When his cock finally softened, he moved out of me, and
I just lay there, spread, our juices draining from me.
Before I recovered my husband moved between my legs and
easily entered me. He was so excited that he came after
only a few strokes. After he moved off me I began to
dress. I was tearful, both at being taken by Steve with
my husband watching, and because I had responded so
intensely to the thorough fucking I had experienced.
I had words with Ken over allowing this to happen,
allowing Steve to take me, and the two of them working
together to seduce me. But I had been satisfied like
never before, and I was still tingling, my body still
flushed and trembling. I was so weak I was barely able
to dress, and I was still tearful as I left them, and
went to bed. Soon I heard Steve leaving, and Ken came
to our bedroom.
After he got into bed I said, "I can’t believe you let
this happen, helping him seduce me, and then giving
your own wife to him, allowing him to fuck me. You
really wanted that to happen, didn’t you? You know I’ve
always been faithful to you, but you weren’t happy with
that.
"You wanted to watch your wife being fucked, and he did
a good job of it. That’s the first time you’ve ever
been cuckolded, and it seems you like the role. You
like having Steve plant horns on hour head? I saw the
look on your face when he was coming in me, shooting
his sperm into me. He really serviced me and you were a
willing participant. Maybe I’ll let him do it again, or
maybe you want another man to fuck me."
He said, "You really got into it! You really enjoyed
it. I also saw the look on your face when you felt him
coming in you."
"I never thought that would happen, and yes, I did
enjoy it, but I don’t think we should do this again."
Then I rolled over and went to sleep.
We didn’t do it again, but the memory kept coming back,
remembering how I had been taken and used by our
friend, and I would feel myself moistening.
When I saw Steve again, I would become flushed and
embarrassed, reliving the scene. So out relationship
with him gradually deteriorated, and we got our life
back to normal.
END
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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
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a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
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