When Natalie and her husband got the invitation to the wedding, they were not planning on going.  It was one of Jason’s friends from college that they hadn’t seen in years, and only kept in touch on social media and text message.  He lived out West, so it would be a long weekend.  It was Natalie that convinced her husband to go, even if they hardly knew anyone else there.

They decided to make a nice long break out of it.  They got into town a few days early and checked into the hotel before seeing the sights before the rehearsal dinner Friday night.  As they came and went during the last part of the week, Jason noticed his wife was noticing other men. More accurately, it was one guy in particular.  

He had checked into the hotel on Thursday and seemed to keep popping up everywhere.  He was a few years younger than Natalie and Jason, tall, handsome, and very flirtatious, even when Jason was around.

Without either of them talking about it, this made for some of the best sex Natalie and Jason had in a long time.  Then, at the rehearsal dinner, they were officially introduced to Michael, the bride’s younger brother.  As Jason was catching up with his old friend and meeting his much younger bride, Mike spent most of the night flirting with Natalie.  She didn’t make any attempt to stop him.

That night, Jason fucked his wife harder and better than he ever had before.  As he was pulling her hair and fucking her petite little ass from behind, he growled “you want Mike to fuck you, don’t you?”

“Nnnoo?” she said tentatively.

“Don’t lie!” her husband barked, fucking her harder from behind. “Tell me what you want!”

“I…I want … I want Mike,” she said unconvincingly.

“What do you want?” Jason growled, pulling her hips and impaling her harder on his rock hard cock.

“I want him inside me!” she gasped as she came, her pussy convulsing on her husband’s cock as she collapsed and his seed shot deep inside of her.

As they caught their breath, neither of them were sure how to talk about what just happened and what it meant. “So that was just,” Natalie started to say.  “I mean … I don’t really,” Natalie wanted to make sure her husband didn’t feel threatened or jealous.

“No, I know,” Jason said. “I just … I had no idea that …”

“What? Oh sweetie, he’s just a handsome man paying me some attention,” Natalie started to say. “It doesn’t mean that I don’t…”

“No, not that,” Jason interrupted. “I had no idea that it would turn me on so much!”

They started talking about it. Natalie was still careful to avoid saying anything about what she truly wanted.  As her husband spoke about his new fantasy, she became a little more brave.  “But, you wouldn’t be jealous? If I were to sleep with another guy–I mean just sex.”  She got her answer as she watched his cock get involuntarily harder.

They continued to talk about it as a hypothetical, but in more and more detail.  They didn’t know anyone from the wedding except the groom, and he was going to be busy all night.  Hardly anyone but Natalie and Jason would know that they were together.  And Michael had his own room, so there was a private place to take from Jason’s wife.

As their “hypothetical” plan built on itself, they both became more and more aroused.  They fucked all night long like they hadn’t done since their honeymoon over 10 years earlier.  In the morning, Jason awoke to see his wife already awake and dressed.  “What do you think?” she asked showing off a new, slinky black dress she had just bought.

“He’ll love it,” Jason said with a smile.

“Oh!” Natalie shushed him. “Nothing is going to happen, it’s just a fantasy.  This is for you!” she lied.

It didn’t take long at the reception on Saturday for Michael to zero in on Natalie.  Jason kept his distance, hoping not to spoil the fun.  He watched them talking in a quiet corner. Michael was very close to Natalie and her free arm was around his broad shoulders as he whispered in her ear.  She laughed heartily and Jason felt a spurt of precum jet out of his cock as Mike’s hand reached around his wife’s waist and grabbed her petite little ass.  

Jason couldn’t handle it anymore and quickly went to the bathroom to rub one out.  He came hard, imagining what his wife might be up to.  He found himself disappointed to find her back at the table waiting for him.  Before he could say anything, the music stopped and the DJ announced the toasts to the bride and groom.

“What happened?” Jason whispered to his wife.

“He has to give his toast,” Natalie whispered back as the best man stood up to give the first speech. “He said he was nervous,” Natalie continued, “so I helped calm his nerves a little.”

Her husband snapped his neck quickly toward her, eager to hear more. She smiled naughtily.  “Just a blowjob,” she said nonchalantly.  She put her hand on her husband’s lap and grabbed his rock hard cock.  “He’s huge!” she purred.

Everyone was clapping at the first speech. Now it was Michael’s turn.

“Like twice as thick as yours,” Natalie said as Mike gave his speech. He was focusing a healthy amount of eye contact on Natalie.  She held his glance, even as she told her husband more in a whisper. “He has to be at least 9 inches,” she cooed.

“So, uh, what uh happens now,” Jason managed through a dry mouth and his heart in his throat. They were interrupted by applause for Michael’s speech.  He handed over the microphone, kissed his sister congratulations, and headed straight for Natalie’s table.

“Don’t wait up,” Natalie said as she cavalierly stood up and walked out, holding Michael’s hand.

Jason didn’t see his wife again until Monday morning when they headed to the airport to catch their flight.

“What makes you think that’s okay?” Karen snarled at her husband. “I’m not yours to wager with,” she said as Mark cowered away from her. She fumed for a bit before turning back to their friend, Tom. “Well, let’s go,” she said, motioning for him to sit down and unzip.

“Look, it was just a friendly bet…” he started to say. Karen cut him off.

“Please, one coward is enough,” she snapped, glancing at her husband. Mark moved to leave the room, and that only made her more mad. “No! You sit there and watch,” she demanded.

She pulled out Tom’s cock and started stroking it. At first, she was very mechanical, almost resentful. Soon, though, she started to get into it. “You have a very nice cock,” she said earnestly.

“Wow…it’s getting really big,” she said after a while. Karen was completely focused on Tom and his cock. She licked her lips and edged her pretty face closer.  With her right hand still on his cock, stroking it slowly, she brushed back her hair with her left. Her lips drifted slowly closer to his cock.

“It was just a handjob,” Mark croaked out anxiously.

Karen shot him a glare and he shut up, letting out only an anxious whimper. Now somewhat defiantly, Karen purposely leaned forward and took Tom’s cock in her mouth. They both moaned as her warm, wet mouth enveloped his red, glowing, hard cock.

“Hhhhooollly shit!” Tom groaned. Out of instinct or habit, he ran his fingers through Karen’s long blonde hair. She moaned appreciatively as she quickened her pace.  With her left hand holding the base of his thick cock and her mouth wrapped around the head and shaft, Karen’s right hand glided down her own body and unbuttoned her own jeans.

“Hmmmgngh!” she moaned into his cock as her own fingers roamed over her clit and into her wet pussy.  She fingered herself as her head bobbed up and down on Tom’s cock. His hands were both on the back of her head, pumping her pretty face up and down.

“Shshs..shsh…shshshshiiiiiiiTTTT!” Tom cried out as he came. He arched his back, driving his cock into Karen’s throat and pumping volumes of cum into her. 

Karen swallowed every drop then wiped the excess cum from her lips and licked her finger clean.  Tom slumped back against the window, panting from the most amazing orgasm he had had in a long while.

Karen looked at Tom’s spent cock. It was still long and thick, thicker than her husband’s. After a moment, she stood up, not bothering to button up her jeans.  “Come with me,” she said, grabbing Tom by the hand. Her husband twitched in his seat, about to stand up. “No,” Karen barked. “You stay here. You can jerk off for all I care,” she told him as she lead Tom out of the living room and into her and Mark’s bedroom.

“Honey? Were you serious about that thing we talked about?” Marie asked her husband by text message. It was just past 5:00 on a Friday. Jim said he was serious and asked why she wanted to know.  “Well, there’s a new guy at work, Adam. He started Wednesday…I can’t stop thinking about him!”

Jim’s heart skipped a beat. Before he could respond, Marie  sent her husband a selfie, flashing her tits in the ladies room.  "I caught him staring yesterday…I think he’s in to me.” 

“Okay.  So what’s the plan?” Jim asked, trying not to sound anxious. He thought Marie might want to take her new friend out for a drink or something and feel him out.

“Hold on, I think he’s packing up!” she texted.

Jim waited anxiously for his wife to respond.  He fought the urge to text her for nearly a half hour, not wanting to ruin any progress his wife was making with her first potential affair.  After almost an hour, the suspense was too much. He decided to call her and if she didn’t answer, he wouldn’t leave a message.

Her phone rang three times and was about to go to voicemail when it connected.  JIm started to speak, but all he could hear was the rough, rubbing noise, as if the phone were in a pocket.

In a moment, though, Jim heard a loud, crashing noise he later learned was a stack of papers  and office supplies being thrown off a desk.  “Ohhhh FFFUCK! You’re so big! Sooo big!” he heard his wife moan over the speaker phone.  Her breath sounded haggard and raspy, mixed with the slamming sound of their bodies and Adam’s desk.  “Ohhh…ohhh GGAAAAWWWD. I’M CUMMINGG!” Marie cried out.

Everything went silent for a moment. Marie had passed out from her orgasm, but Adam was still hard and continued to slowly pump his cock in and out of her pussy. “I’m gonna flip you over,” Jim heard the younger man say aloud. “Fuck that tight pussy from behind,” he continued, talking to himself.

Jim heard shuffling noises and soon, the wet slapping sound of his wife being fucked from behind. “Mmmrmrmnng,” she moaned, regaining consciousness.  “Sooo big…oh god, I love your cock!” Marie moaned in a reverent whisper.

Jim had already cum himself, having jerked off as soon as he realized what he was hearing.  He was getting hard again when he heard Adam begin to grunt. The smacking of his thighs against Marie’s ass were growing louder and more erratic. “I’m GONNA CUM!” he warned Jim’s wife.

“No, don’t stop!” Marie begged.

“I’m not wearing a condom,” Adam reminded her.

“I don’t care. Just please! Please, don’t stop. Don’t – OOoooh!” Marie came as she felt the sensation of Adam’s hot, sticky cum erupting inside of her.

Jim listened intently, his free hand covered in his second batch of cum.  He heard some rustling noise and his wife moaning and then realizing she had inadvertently answered the phone earlier. “Hey, honey,” Marie said still gasping for breath. “I hope you enjoyed that. I’ll call you later, okay?”

It was nearly noon the next day when Marie finally got home. She had spent the night with Adam and could barely walk. The first thing she did, however, was kiss her husband and give him a thank you blowjob before sleeping the rest of the day.

“Come on Erica, let’s head back to the resort,” her husband whined. He was already uncomfortable with the skimpy bikini she chose to wear, and was nervous about who or what they might run into out here.

“Don’t be such a chicken, Bill,” Erica said, seeming to skip around the uneven terrain behind the dunes. She hadn’t told her husband, but she had heard about a nude beach nearby and wanted to try it. “I’m sure we’ll be perfectly saf…Hello!” she said suddenly as the came around a dune.

“Hi,” said the tall, naked stranger. “Are you looking for the beach?” he asked.

“Maybe,” Erica said, slightly seductively. “What’s your name?” He introduced himself as Kevin. Bill stood there awkwardly as his wife and her new friend flirted in front of him.

“So is everyone there naked?” Erica asked, making no attempt to shift her gaze away from his long, soft cock.

“Yeah, mostly, but you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” Kevin countered, making it obvious that he was checking out her barely covere body.

“I mean, don’t you get a little turned on? How do you release that energy?” she asked. Bill felt a pit form in his stomach and all the blood rush from his head as he watched his wife casually reach over and lightly stroke the stranger’s cock.

“Oh,” Kevin chuckled as if he realized something. “Yeah, most of the folks who stop by are in the lifestyle…you know. No, please, go ahead,” he said helping Erica to her knees.

Not wanting to be rude, Erica took her new friends now long, thick and hard cock into her mouth. Her husband stood there, trying not to look too interested or upset.

“Why don’t we head over to the shade,” Kevin suggested as Erica began to finger herself, still working his cock with her mouth “There’s a few other guys who’d love to meet you.”

Bill could hear his wife’s carnal screams all afternoon as half a dozen men took turns with her. Even from the water, he could hear her gutteral, satisfied orgasms.