u/watermelonisgreat

I’m still not sure when exactly I lost control of the situation. Maybe it was the moment she locked eyes with him across the bar. Maybe it was when she brought him home after only fifteen minutes of conversation. Or maybe.. it was when she slid onto his bare cock and pretended it was an accident.

My wife (31) and I (33) have been in the lifestyle for four years, off and on. We’d taken a 6 month break to focus on us, but two weeks ago, she'd looked at me with that familiar spark in her eyes and said she missed it. She wanted another experience. An MFM. I'd agreed. Of course I'd agreed. I loved watching her come alive like that.

We set ground rules. She wasn’t on birth control currently, so condoms were non negotiable. I always made sure we had plenty in the drawer by the bed.
I thought we were prepared.

Last weekend at a familiar bar, my wife wore that little black dress I love, the one that clings to her hips and makes men stare. I watched her scan the room like a predator, and when her eyes landed on him, I felt my stomach tighten. He was tall, easily six foot, with broad shoulders and dark skin. She smiled, and he smiled back. It was clear she was very attracted to him, so i asked her to go introduce herself.

Within minutes, she was beside him at the bar, touching his arm, laughing at something he said. She showed him her wedding ring, pointed to me and continued flirting. I nursed my beer and watched. It was part of the game….the anticipation, the knowing that soon another man and I would be pounding my wife. But this felt different. There was a hunger in her eyes I hadn’t seen before.

She brought him over. “This is Marcus,” she said, her voice already breathy. We shook hands. He was polite and well spoken, even though he was younger than us in his mid 20’s. We talked for a while, and then she whispered in my ear, “Let’s take him home”.

The walk back was tense. Marcus mentioned it was his first time with a married woman and his first threesome, so was a little nervous.
He also said he was clean but didn’t have condoms. “No worries,” I said, playing the gracious host. “We have plenty.”
She held his hand the whole way, her fingers intertwined with his. I walked a step behind, watching her ass sway in that dress, knowing what was coming.

Moments after we were back at our place, I start making out with my wife and pull off her dress and lingerie as we make our way to the bedroom. In the bedroom my naked wife walks towards Marcus and reaches up on her tip toes to kiss him. She pulls his shirt off and roams her hands over his body. Once he was in his boxers and she could see the outline of his dick she lost it.

“Oh..my…god” my wife says as she pulls down his boxers. “You’re huge”.

When his cock sprang free, I felt my breath catch in my throat. It was enormous. Eight, maybe nine inches and more than twice as thick as me. The kind of cock that made my four inches feel like a child's toy. I’d seen plenty of porn, but this was different. This was real. This was about to be inside my wife. Her hand wrapped around the base, and her fingers barely meet.

My wife starts stroking his dick while looking at me in disbelief. I get really excited and ask if I could record as he has the biggest dick we’ve experienced. He agrees as my wife happily strokes his dick, her eyes wide with wonder.

She kisses him and pulls him by his dick to guide him on the bed. I move beside them and start recording. My wife reaches out for my dick as well and starts stroking us both.

“Wow, he’s more than twice your size.” She says comparing us, as I feel her grip on my dick get looser gradually.

She moves to make out with him and starts stroking his dick with both her hands, barely sparing me a glance before letting go of me entirely and focusing solely on him.
She eventually says “would you get the condoms babe, I need to feel him inside me”.

My wife gets on top of him and they start kissing as I rush to get the condoms from the dresser. She positioned the head of his cock at her entrance and began to tease, sliding just the tip against her wet lips, rubbing it back and forth, occasionally inserting just the tip. I watched for two full minutes, standing there with the condoms as she tormented us both.

I knew she gets really wet teasing herself like that, so thought she was just getting herself ready to take his size and would ask for the condom when ready.

“I have the condoms, do you want to put one on him” I remind her.

“Let me tease him a bit” she moaned back.

After watching her guide the head of his thick dick in and out of her unprotected pussy repeatedly, I say “he’s basically inside you, be careful.”

“Oh my god you’re so big” she whimpers as she started lowering herself. I watched more than the head disappear into her, and she gasped. “Oh fuck,” she moaned. She paused, looked at me with wide eyes. “Sorry, sorry, I slipped.” But she didn’t stop. She sank down another inch, then another. He moaned as she lowered on him bareback, fully seated, his entire length buried inside her fertile pussy. She sat there for a moment, her chest heaving, then began to ride him.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it” she said again, but she wasn’t looking at me. Her eyes were on him, on the way his cock disappeared into her body.
Marcus groaned saying he would pull out, so I was comforted there.

“His condoms wouldn’t have fit you anyway”, she breathed, not looking at me. She was right… they wouldn’t have. I started stroking my dick watching.

I wanted to say something. I should have said something. But I was already wanking, already trapped between worry and arousal.

She fucked him cowgirl first, bouncing on that massive cock, her body taking every inch. As she rode her, he was in awe that she could take him all with ease. She was so proud of herself when he said that.

The night unraveled from there. Marcus flipped her onto her hands and knees, and from my spot on the edge of the bed, I watched him pound her from behind. The sound was obscene… wet slaps and her desperate moans. Eventually she had an explosive orgasm in a way I’ve never seen before. I almost came watching her toes curl and legs quiver uncontrollably. After her orgasm subsided, he started slowing down and said he was getting close too.

My wife wanted to go on top again so she could ride him and go down on him when he started cumming. As she rode him, he warned her he was about to cum but she continued riding him.

He moved his hips and tapped her back in a weak attempt to escape my wife’s grip but it was too late.

“I’m cumming, i’m cumming, fuuckk” Marcus moans as his big dick explodes deep inside my fertile wife, as she shudders with another orgasm.

He had no choice but to cum in my wife’s pussy as she continued milking him. “Fuck that felt amazing” he moans as she slows down. She embarrassedly confessed losing control as it felt incredible as he grew larger and harder closer he got to cumming.

“Sorry I didn’t get off in time babe” my wife says to me.

When she got off his dick, she was completely dripping and coated in cum. Given he got to cum inside her, I wanted to slide into her cum filled pussy and fill her up too.

I was literally on the edge of cumming so tried to desperately slide into my wife as she still lay on top of him. The angle was a bit awkward, I managed to slide half my dick into her incredibly wet, warm, stretched pussy before she said “you’re too small for that”.

Because the angle was off, I slipped out and came on the floor, jerking off to the sight of Marcus’s cum leaking out of her.

She slid two fingers into her own pussy and pushed his seed deeper inside, working it into herself while I masturbated beside them. She watched me with half lidded eyes, her fingers coated in his cum. She was intoxicated in pleasure.

Marcus fucked her three more times over the next two hours. Each time, he came inside her. Each time, she took it willingly, eagerly. I watched every round, the way her body responded to him, the way she moaned his name, the way she begged for more even when she was already full of his cum.

After he finally left, I tried to reclaim her. To remind her, and myself, that I was still her husband. But she was exhausted. I slid inside her and she barely moved. She could barely feel me after being stretched by him for hours. Her freshly used, stretched cum filled pussy felt incredible to me. I fucked her for a few minutes and finished quickly.

She was already half asleep when I pulled out. I lay there in the dark, listening to her breathe, knowing that everything had changed. She broke the rule. She let him bareback her, fill her with cum, he even made her orgasm in ways I never could. And I watched it all.
I didn’t stop her.
And I’m not sure I wanted to.