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Retrospective Possibilities
by Timmy Two (address withheld)
***
A revelation of a husband about his sexual needs and
those of his wife and the experimentation that went on.
(MMF, bi, reluc, anal)
***
It's like a dream. It is like it all never happened. We
have not discussed it since that day.
We were poolside at a hotel on the West coast of
Mexico. My wife and I were on the first real vacation
we had had since we married ten years ago with a nine
year old daughter and a seven year old daughter at
home.
In retrospect I realize that our marriage had been one
of convenience for several years. Our sex life had
cooled to a point of barely existing. I was jerking off
more than I did when I was a teenager. I never thought
about what she might be doing or how the absence of sex
in our relationship was affecting her. I was stupid
enough to think that women didn't have the sex drive
that men had and that it probably didn't bother her at
all.
We had been arguing that afternoon about some stupid
thing and I don't even remember what it was. After that
afternoon I began to spend a lot of time going over our
life together and reviewing many of the events and
conversations that we shared. The more I thought about
things the more I realized how stupid I had been. The
signals were everywhere and I didn't see the first one.
That summer in Mexico Jean, my wife, turned 35. We were
celebrating her birthday. Jean was a very attractive
lady of 35 years. She had a beautiful set of breasts
that were very sensitive. She had gorgeous legs and a
trim body with rounded hips to match. When our sex life
had been good I could get her to climax solely by
manipulating her breasts. She would cum violently,
thrusting her hips into the air as I sucked on her
nipples. She always seemed to be a little embarrassed
after such a session.
Jean was a prude of sorts. I could not get her to give
me head or try anything other than the missionary
position. I fantasized about fucking her in the ass or
having her suck me dry. She would let me suck her clit
till she climaxed and I loved doing it. I am small in
the cock area and I never could really satisfy her that
way. I complained that she was too loose after having
the babies and she talked with the doctor about it at
my request. She returned home from the Doctor's visit
and informed me in no uncertain terms that the loose
fit was my problem not hers. I never found out exactly
what that doctor said to her.
I knew that she had a thing about guys that were sort
of rough around the edges. It was a contrast to her
strict upbringing in a Catholic home. A railroad yard
worker took her cherry a couple of years before I met
her. She told me about it. He got her in the back seat
of his car in her driveway at the tender virgin age of
nineteen and popped her cherry. Years later she had me
ride past his house one day when we were out sight
seeing and killing time. She wanted to see if she could
see him. I never read anything into the request other
than complaining that it was using up gas and time that
I didn't want to waste.
Now as I think back over our life I remember her
description of the afternoon he popped her cherry. I
suddenly tuned in to the sound of her voice as she gave
her vivid description of how big his cock was and how
it hurt at first and she cried for him to stop but he
kept on. I thought at the moment that she was looking
for sympathy from me. I realize now that she was
enjoying reliving the scene. She was almost proud of
the fact that he got it all into her in the back seat
of that car.
Like I said, I loved eating her pussy. She splashed
cold water on that when she told me one time that a
girl friend of hers told her that a guy who liked to
eat pussy was harboring homosexual tendencies. At first
I was pissed off and of course stopped trying to suck
her pussy. Then I began to wonder about myself. I began
to wonder about what it would be like to suck a cock
and would I enjoy such a thing. I was getting so horny
I was starting to be willing to try anything.
I had my cock sucked a couple of times when I was
growing up by gays who would find me in the dark movie
house or walking home alone in the dark after a movie.
I liked it but I never thought about dong it to anyone
else until she planted the seed in my head.
I needed to find out so when I had the opportunity to
travel to the next state over on business I promptly
went into one of those gloryhole movie houses. It took
me all of ten minutes to find a guy who invited me into
his cubical. I don't know if he was gay. I just sat
down on the bench and whispered to him that I had never
done this before and proceeded to unzip his pants and
take out his cock. He had a little cock like me an was
about my size overall so I didn't feel intimidated.
His dick felt strange in my hand. It felt strange and
kind of nice at the same time. I mused at how it felt
like my own cock except that there seemed to be more
heat and sensation between my fingers and the throbbing
cock. I pulled on it for a while until I got up the
courage to lean forward and take him in my mouth. He
moaned and leaned back against the wall as I proceeded
to suck him off. I felt his cock swelling at the same
time he started jerking his hips. I was already feeling
something slick on the head of his cock and realized
that I was tasting his pre-cum. I knew he was going to
shoot off so I took my mouth off and finished him with
my hand. I sat back and waited while he wiped himself
off with a tissue. He looked at me, said, "that felt
good" and left the cubical.
When he opened the door to go out I saw two or three
more guys standing around out side. I was mortified!
They had heard everything and wanted me to suck their
cocks also! I got out of there as fast as I could. My
experiment was over. I had sucked a cock and it was not
bad but I didn't feel like I was queer. It was a while
after that that I zeroed in on the term, "bi-sexual." I
had found a home.
I spent the next several years adding a scene of me
sucking a cock to my sexual fantasies. It was only a
short mental distance to me sucking a cock in a
threesome with Jean.
The opportunity failed to present itself. Certainly I
didn't suspect Jean of doing anything. Hell she didn't
like sex with me much less with anyone else. But that
brings us back to that afternoon in Mexico.
The two guys were obviously good friends and
vacationing together. We had seen them on several
occasions at the pool flirting with the girls and often
with the same girl.
It was Jean who pointed them out initially. It was the
Speedo that one of the guys was wearing that got her
attention. The tallest one who I later came to know as
Gary wore the Speedo. I thought that he was being a bit
obnoxious. He was obviously hung like a horse. Jean
thought so also. She whispered to me that he did not
even have an erection and was huge. I was embarrassed
by her comments and looked around to make sure no one
else was near enough to overhear her comments.
We were each three drinks into the bar special which
was one of those colorful island things that you have
no idea what was in them. Jean was getting drunk
quickly. I realized that she had not eaten anything for
several hours which was adding to her hasty trip to
become soused. On the forth serving the bar tender
commented about making her drinks special because she
was so pretty as he winked at me. I realized that he
had been loading her drinks.
All of a sudden Gary and his friend were there. I had
turned to fish my wallet out of my pocket and when I
turned back around Gary was standing next to Jean on
her right and his friend, I now know as Johnny, was
standing to Jean's left or sort of between us.
There were introductions around after Gary commented
that we four were the last ones at the pool and that we
should join forces and party.
Johnny then grabbed the twenty off the bar where I had
left it and pressed it into my lap. "Lets do this
right," he said.
We buy the first round. I politely struggled to return
the bill to the bar and Johnny, grinning down at me
pressed it again into my lap. I left it there and he
patted my leg saying, "Good boy, now relax."
Johnny left his hand on my leg ever so briefly. It
shocked me. I had never in my memory had a man put his
hand on my leg unless he was trying to play with my
dick. Was he trying to touch me there? Was I crazy?
Johnny had wedged in between Jean and myself now and I
could not even see what was going on past his big bulk.
All I could see was Jean's bare knees. We had come to
the bar from the pool. I was wearing shorts over my
suit and Jean was wearing a flimsy cover-up over her
bikini.
Johnny now had his back to me. He was leaning on the
bar with one elbow. The other arm was extended across
the back of Jean's stool. This guy was huge! I couldn't
see past his bulk. I could see the hand that was now
resting on Jean's thigh. I could hear her giggling and
laughing with Gary. He talked and emphasized every word
he spoke with movement of his hand on her thigh.
I was pissed. In the first place he guy was making a
move on my wife right in front of me. I had been cut
right out of the group. I felt insulted that Jean did
not at least make an effort to include me in the
conversation. When these two ill mannered shitheads
left I intended to tell her so.
I concentrated on my drink and began to catch bits and
pieces of the conversation. I could not believe my
ears. Gary was telling Jean that she had beautiful
tits. Jean was acting like he was complimenting her on
her new living room sofa with her gracious thank you.
He was asking her if they were sensitive. She responded
in the positive and he wanted to know how sensitive.
She giggled and told him he would never know. He then
started in on needing to decide where her tits
sensitivity would be on a scale of one to ten.
She commented that there was no way to tell and he said
there was that he was an expert and would classify them
for her. All Jean could do was giggle. Johnny joined in
by providing that he would be the judge to make sure
everything was done fairly in the assessment of the
sensitivity of her tits. The grinning bartender was
taking everything in from his position at the end of
the bar.
As best I could tell Gary was now making an effort to
touch Jean's breasts in a teasing way and she was
holding him off with giggling protests. Johnny reached
around her and grasped her right arm pinning it to her
side and at the same time pinned her left arm between
them. He wasn't holding her that hard. It was obvious
that she could have pulled away. She didn't.
Gary, smiling and leaned over Jean While whispering
something in her ear he proceeded to move his hand
slowly around her neck, across her shoulder and down
into the valley between her breasts. I was mesmerized
by his brazen action.
I leaned into the bar to get a look at Jean's face. Her
mouth was open. She was staring at Gary's hairy chest
and ignoring the hand that was now sliding under her
swim top and filling with her soft mound.
"Oh yes," He murmured as he massaged Jean's left tit."
Very sensitive I would say," he grinned. "Oh God you
have to stop!" Jean exclaimed. "I can't stand it!" She
struggled to get her arms free from Johnny who
reluctantly let them go. She crossed herself in a
protective position with her arms as Gray withdrew his
hand and laughingly commented that she was definitely a
ten on a scale of one to ten.
It was then that Johnny, as if he suddenly remembered
that I was even there turned slightly towards to me and
placed his hand on my thigh. He patted my leg gently
and said, "but you already knew that didn't you?" He
leaned into me and whispered, "I bet you have sucked
those tits many a time hummm?" I was stupid. I didn't
tell him to fuck off. I agreed with a sly grin and a
nod of my head. It opened the door and he walked in
without hesitation.
I don't know if the four or maybe now five drinks were
carrying the day or if I was just ignorant of what was
going on but I felt the need to conspire with him. I
wanted to be part of the action and now I as going to
conspire with a stranger against my wife. I was going
to say things about her that I would never would have
thought of saying.
"You ever get her off that way?" He asked. I grinned
and nodded the affirmative. I was embarrassed and
peeked over Johnny's shoulder to see if Jean was
listening or looking. She was not.
Her back was now to the both of us. She was facing
Gary. Her hands were on his shoulders and his hands
seemed to be on her thighs. He was making his tongue
touch the end of his nose and she was giggling still.
He leaned into her and with a stage whisper that the
bartender could have heard it at the end of the empty
bar, "when I am inspired I can get it longer some guy's
cocks." Jean made a mock scream of shock accompanied by
a fake slap at Gary's face.
Johnny's words brought me back to his presence beside
me. "You two ever play?" He asked. "What do you mean?"
I replied. "Well let me put it this way," He said. "You
ever let her fuck another guy?" He was whispering. I
was scared to death that Jean would hear him. I
realized that I was enjoying the sensations brought on
by his words. My cock was getting hard. I was having
flashes of a scene of Gary on top of Jean. I know my
face was beet red.
"Ever brought a guy into bed with the two of you?" He
queried. I felt a cold wave rush thru me. Did it show
in some way? Had he guessed that I was "bi" and that I
fantasized about the very thing he was asking me about.
I decided to play it macho. I grinned a secret grin at
him and replied. "I don't know how she would handle two
cocks at the same time." I chuckled.
His hand moved across the skin of my thigh until it was
resting on my growing bulge. I froze not knowing how to
react. He chuckled. "Does the idea make your cock
hard?" He questioned me.
My reply was a half hearted grunt. I glanced hurriedly
around to check who might see this guy sitting with his
hand on my cock. I struggled to breath in as his
fingers gently probed my bathing suit until they
outlined my stiffening dick at which point he gave me a
soft squeeze and retracted his hand.
I took a breath just as both Gary and Jean turned to us
and announced that we were all going up to our suite
for a night cap. I knew at that moment that Gary was
going to fuck Jean. What I didn't know was did Jean
know and what was going to happen to me and with
Johnny. I didn't care. I felt on the edge of creaming
in my pants now and I was going to find out how far
this thing could go.
The trip up to Gary's room was without incident as long
as you don't count the fact that Gary and Jean were
walking ahead of Johnny and I and Gary was blatantly
rubbing Jean's butt cheeks underneath her flimsily
beach cover-up.
When we arrived in the suite Gary went to the kitchen
for drinks and I hurried to the bathroom. I was about
to piss in my pants. Johnny was right behind me. He
crowded into the small bath with me announcing that he
also could not wait.
AS the bathroom door closed behind us I glimpsed Jean
who had thrown herself across the bed and rolled over
on her back with her arms over her head. I thought what
a tempting sight that will be for Gary when he returns
with the drinks. I needed to get back out there as
quickly as possible. I was thinking that perhaps things
were going a bit to far after all.
I stood at the toilet and pulled my bathing suit and
shorts down to my knees. I felt the flood of urine rush
thru my swollen penis and the subsequent relief. I then
glanced over at Johnny. He had in turn unzipped his
shorts and let them fall to the floor. He had
unsheathed his cock and leaned into the sink to pee
into it. He was not much bigger than I was. I was
surprised. I thought for sure that a guy as big as him
would be hung like a gorilla. When he had emptied his
bladder he stayed there gently pulling on his softened
cock.
He caught me looking at him and grinned. "Feels good
huh?" I wasn't sure what was supposed to be feeling
good, the peeing or the playing with his cock. I sort
of grunted an "uh hu." and tucked away my own dick.
"Ever touch another guy's cock?" he calmly asked. I
stuttered just long enough for him to know the truth.
"Where?" He perused the thought. I stuttered some more
and blurted out, "M-movie house!"
"Really!" He exclaimed. "You do that a lot?" He was now
shaking his cock and starting to run the water in the
sink to wash the pee out.
I felt the need to explain. "Well no. I only did it
once. I let a guy suck me off," I lied.
Johnny grinned. "And you sucked him back, right?"
I gave in. I nodded.
Johnny moved from the sink over to me. "Sit down," he
commanded.
I obeyed. His cock was there. He was holding it. He
pulled at it a couple of times sort of shaking it in
front of me. "You want to touch it?" He asked.
"Nah, I guess not."
"Sure you want to, go ahead. Touch it."
I just sat there and he reached down and took my hand
on put it on his cock. "Jerk it a little bit for me. I
need to get off. Ok?"
I don't know why but I said, "Okay."
There was dead silence in the room as I reached up and
tugged on the second mancock I had ever touched. There
was enough silence that I could now hear the sounds
coming from the other room. I could hear sounds of
movements on the bed and the muffled protests of Jean.
I grew concerned until I heard giggles.
I kept pulling on the cock in front of me and listening
to the sounds from the other room. I knew that Jean was
about to get fucked. I wanted to be in there. I
envisioned Gary sliding his big dick into her at that
very moment. I started to get up. Johnny gently put his
hands on my shoulders and pushed me back to a sitting
position. He again took my hand and wrapped it around
his bulging cock. I dutifully resumed pulling on it.
Johnny's hand moved to the back of my head and I felt
pressure to lean forward. I allowed him to manipulate
me until his cock head was pressing against my lips. I
held it in my one hand and opened my mouth. I took him
in and began to savor the second cock that I had ever
sucked.
Johnny leaned in until he was resting his hands against
the wall behind the toilet. I was glad he was not real
big. I was taking most of his cock into my mouth. He
was fucking my mouth. That was new. Before in the movie
I had control of the situation. Now my mouth was his to
fuck.
There were noises again from the other room. 'Ahhh, no,
ahhhh no!" over and over again. There were whimpering
sounds. There were grunting sounds. There was the sound
of the bed moving. He was out there fucking my wife and
I was in here sucking a cock.
Then Johnny stepped back. I almost chased his wet
slippery dick with my mouth. I looked up at him
puzzled. "Stand up and turn around." He commanded. I
didn't know what to think. I did as he told me. It was
when I felt the head of his wet cock brush against the
crack of my ass that I realized what he wanted. I
attempted to turn around again. "No I don't think so."
I mumbled. Johnny caught my shoulder and turned me
again to face the wall. I felt his big hand at the base
of my neck and the pressure to bend over. I did.
I rested my hands on the toilet bowl and braced myself
to keep from falling over as Johnny moved my legs
further apart. I felt his fingers playing along the
crack of my ass and the sudden pushing of a finger and
then two right into my asshole. His fingers were slick.
I wondered where he got the lubricant. That was what it
was. He was lubricating my asshole.
"Johnny." I said, almost questioning. "It's ok" He
replied. "Just be still and relax." I did. I felt the
head of his cock pressing against the apex of my hole
and then for the first time experienced the strange
feeling of a cock head sliding into my asshole. He was
in me. It didn't feel bad. then he pushed and I felt
the slight pain. "No!" I panicked. "It's going to
hurt!" 'I'm not going any further " He whispered. 'Just
be still and relax." I did and I felt his cock head
moving about in my ass. The slickness of the lubricant
made it a pleasant feeling. I grunted a couple of times
when he would push a bit further into me and he would
stop immediately.
His thrusts became faster and faster and I could feel
him moving deeper into my ass as he grasped my hips and
pulled me to him. I closed my eyes and concentrated on
the feeling trying to block out the slight pain that
kept moving thru my body as Johnny fucked my ass and
Gary fucked my wife in the next room.
He was done. I felt the heat and slickness of his sperm
when he ejaculated into my bowels. I stayed there
motionless while he recovered his shorts, wiped off his
cock and exited the room.
I wondered about the silence in the other room. I had
forgotten about Jean. I quickly cleaned myself and
pulled my suit up. I eased over to the door and peeked
into the room. I could see Jean on the bed. I could see
Gary sitting on one side of her naked body and Johnny
sitting on the other side. They were talking in low
tones. Gary chuckled. I knew that Johnny was telling
him that he had just fucked me in the ass. Jean would
hear! I peered at her face. She was asleep. At lease
she seemed to be asleep. I hoped so. I didn't want her
to know that I was being fucked at the same time she
was.
I didn't want to leave the bathroom but I knew that
sooner or later I had to. It was obvious that Gary and
Johnny were not going anywhere anytime soon.
I stepped into the room acting as casual as possible. I
was stupid enough to think that if I pretended that
nothing was out of the ordinary then Gary might not
fully believe Johnny.
Then what the fuck did I care anyway. We would be gone
tomorrow back to the states and never see these two
again. It would be a sexual fantasy fulfilled and no
harm done.
Gary spoke. "I fucked your wife." He was grinning.
I just looked at him and down at Jean. "She has a tight
pussy, huh?"
I nodded. I didn't know where this was going.
"How about her ass? Is that tight also?" He was
grinning.
I shrugged my shoulders.
"Come over here," he commanded me.
I approached him.
"Come here, don't be so scared."
"I'm not scared!" I snapped.
"I want to show you something." He smiled. He
maneuvered me until I was standing between Jean's legs.
I looked down at her and observed her swollen pussy
lips. "Now that is a well fucked pussy. Would you
agree?"
I nodded.
"I want you to fuck her now okay?" I looked at him and
at Johnny. I was erect. The slippery cock in my asshole
and now the sight of my wife's swollen pussy kept me
hard.
"Okay." That was all I said I moved up onto the bed
between her legs and to my surprise Gary reached in
between us and helped me insert my cock into the
puffiness of her cunt. I slid easily into her stretched
pussy and began to move my hips in a fucking motion
working my cock around in a circular motion in her
cunt.
It was then that I felt the weight of someone on my
back. I attempted to move but was pinned between my
wife's body and the person on top of me. I turned my
head sideways and realized that it was Gary. I
immediately felt the head of his cock pressing at my
butt. I felt his fingers prying the cheeks of my ass
apart and his greased cock sliding into my already
sorely fucked asshole.
The weight of his body served to drive my erection as
deep into my wife as it had ever been and at the same
time I felt his cock invading my bottom. I said, "Wait!
Easy!"
He chuckled and drove his hardened cock deep into me. I
screamed in pain and drove my cock deep into my wife.
We fucked in unison. I felt the waves of pleasure
spreading across my body as his sperm flooded my
burning asshole and my sperm, in turn, flooded my
wife's swollen cunt.
The west coast of Mexico was a year ago. We haven't
talked about it. I don't know how much she knows. She
doesn't know what I know. Too much booze. I do know
that she is now playing house occasionally and I don't
care. I play the same game. We are going to Mexico
again this year. We are going with our next door
neighbor, his wife and their teen age son and daughter.
I jerk off just thinking about the possibilities.
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