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 menage-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.