My wife and I have been married to each other for almost 25 years now. We were both virgins when we got married so neither one of us had ever been with another person before. We were both in High school when we met and we got married just after we graduated.

I guess my fantasizing about watching her have sex with another man started when we met and I read story after story in the Penthouse Forum about men who loved to watch their wives have sex with other men. They all said how big a turn on it was for them, so naturally it became a big turn on for me as well.

I first mentioned it to my wife about 15 years ago but she didn't like the idea at all.

I kept mentioning it intermittently to her over the years, and then about 5 years ago I started to bring the subject up more and more often.

Then over the last year or so, its all I would talk about when we had sex.

She was never very hot on the idea but she was warming to the point where one night she finally said she would do it for me if this is what I really wanted.

I assured her that there was nothing I wanted more so.

That Friday night was our anniversary so I decided to go through with it then. I called her from work and told her that because it was our anniversary, I wanted her to be dressed very sexily for me when I got home.

My sweet wife agreed to do that for me, little suspec- ting that I was going to be bringing someone home with me.

After work I stopped by a bar not far from our home and went in to find someone who would help me out with my fantasy. It wasn't long before I struck up a con- versation with a guy that was obviously a body builder. I could tell by the size of the bulge in his tight pants that he had a tool big enough to give me what I wanted to see.

After telling him what I had in mind, he readily agreed to "help" us out.

When I got home, my darling wife met me at the front door in a see-through white blouse and had on and a very short black skirt that barely covered her crotch. It was plain to see that she had no bra on. She looked fantastic, even if I wasn't planning to fulfill my fantasy that evening, she would have turned me on with that outfit.

She gave me a big smile and a kiss and then noticed the man standing behind me. She abruptly pulled away and stepped back as I walked in with my new friend following.

She turned her back and was starting to walk upstairs when I asked her to stay. She said that she didn't feel that she was dressed properly for company. I told her that Tim wasn't just company and she should stay. She very hesitantly for a moment and then realized what I had in mind.

She stood in the living room a little awkwardly then very uneasily sat down on the sofa, crossing her stunning legs to cover her crotch in the short skirt.

Tim and I sat down on the other sofa across from her and I wished her happy anniversary. I said that Tim was her anniversary present.

She looked upset, and asked me if I was really sure that this was what I wanted her to do.

I again assured her that this was exactly what I wanted her to do.

Then excitedly I invited Tim to enjoy my wife. We had agreed before in the bar that I was going to watch then make love. Tim got up and went over to my nervous wife and sat down beside her.

He immediately started playing with her firm breasts through the material of her blouse.

My wife was still very nervous and looked at me with a silent "help" in her eyes but I just nodded.

With that, She just laid back against the back of the Sofa and let Tim have his way her.

He wasted no time; standing up and pulling my wife's skirt up around her trim waist and spreading her legs apart. It was obvious that her sheer white French cut bikini panties were soaked.

He grabbed hold of the crotch of her panties and easily ripped them off of her. My lovely wife opened her eyes in momentary fright when she felt and heard her panties ripping.

She looked on with big deer-eyes as Tim dropped his pants -- I wasn't disappointed when I saw the size of his hard cock. It was completely hard and looked huge.

My wife saw his over-sized tool and looked at me with a worried expression on her pretty face. I just smiled at her and nodded again.

She looked over at me and pleadingly asked one last time, "Honey is this really what you want?"

I nodded again, and said in a husky voice, "yes it is honey."

She looked deeply into my eyes, then after a moment lay back again very hesitantly with a look of accep- tance on her face.

Tim finished climbing out of his pants. In the bar I had told Tim that he would need to use a condom because my wife wasn't on the pill as I had had a vasectomy 10 years ago.

He agreed to use one.

Tim quickly pulled a condom out of his wallet and rolled it on to that huge wanker of his and then he stepped between her lovely thighs and grabbed her legs and placed then up over his shoulders.

All the fantasizing I had done over the years didn't really prepare me for what I was actually seeing. I thought that this moment would be so special, but when I saw Tim start to shove that huge monster into my wife, and I saw her wince as he started stretching her pussy open, the true reality of the whole situation hit home.

What the hell was I doing? Here was my pretty wife who I love more than anything -- having her most private parts invaded by a stranger.

I couldn't take it any longer. I jumped up and yelled, "stop! I've changed my mind!"

As I crossed the room and grabbed Tim by the shoulder I told him I'd made a mistake and that he'd better go. Suddenly the whole sight made me sick. I wanted to vomit. What had I done. But the worst was yet to come.

As I grabbed Tim by the shoulder, he turned and slapped me across the face. The blow knocked me backward on my butt, leaving me a little dazed. I jumped up again to tear him away from my wife, but this time he punched me in the stomach, forcing the air out of my lungs.

The man grunted and yelled that there was no way he was NOT going to fuck my wife now. He swore at both of us, calling her a "cock-tease" and yelling at me saying that if I tried to stop him, he'd teach me a lesson I'd never forget.

All I could do was gasp for air and watch as he again grabbed my wife's legs again and thrust them over his shoulders as before.

My wife screamed and tried to break free but in that awkward position she couldn't get away.

Tim growled, Okay Dude watch this!"

I looked on in horror as he held my wife legs with one hand and reached down and pulled the condom off his cock with the other.

My wife heard it snap as it came off and immediately reached down with both hands to cover her pussy. She pleaded with Tim not to do it. But it was no use. He just pushed her hands aside and moved his cock into position at the entrance to her opening. He then shoved into her.

He only got the head of his prick into her at first, but he thrust again and my wife screamed as he pussy stretched wide to accommodate his invading monster.

I felt terrible because I was helpless, I couldn't move, and felt guilty that what I was watching was making me hard, I didn't want to be turned-on by this, I was horrified.

After several might thrusts he finally got all the way in to her and held himself there for a bit while my wife caught her breath and the pain subsided.

Then the big brute started riding her for all she was worth. My poor wife was helpless to stop him, and I was completely useless as I finally caught my breath and struggled to my feet. I stared in horror now as what I thought would be the most erotic experience of our lives turned out to be my worst nightmare.

To make matters worse, my wife was beginning to relax and the final insult was when my wife started to thrash about in an orgasm. I couldn't believe that she could come with what had just taken place but she had.

She started going, groaning with every stroke and I couldn't handle it anymore. I left them grunting and groaning like animal, while I crept off to the kitchen to try and block out the sounds and vision of what was happening in the living room.

I couldn't bare to hear the wet sloppy fucking noises anymore and I especially couldn't bare to hear my wife moaning as that bastard fucked her.

It wasn't long before I heard Tim yelling that he was going to come.

So I looked into the room and heard my wife plead with him to take it out and shoot it on her, but he wasn't going to deny himself and just kept pumping her deeply.

My poor wife screamed, "No! Please don't do this to me, I'm not on the pill."

The bustard just laughed and said, "I know," just as he made one last plunge into her and held himself there while his cock spasmed and he shot his huge load into my wife. I could see his body tense as he spurted his come into my helpless wife.

As the couple's bodies slowly relaxed, the silence in the other room was deafening. My wife just lay there in shock, I could have killed myself right then.

I slunk back into the kitchen as Tim got up and put his pants back on. As he walked out the door, he said, "Thanks for the use of your wife's pussy shit-head."

After the door closed, I looked into the living room where my wife was still lying on the couch, and I could see that her pussy-lips were badly stretched, and that his sperm was leaking out of her.

I helped her up and we got her showered and I tried calming her down.

For all we know, she could be pregnant again at 41!

Guys, it's a whole lot better fantasy than it is reality. I advise you to leave it that way if you haven't done it yet.

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