[Straight Sex] Sharing my wife

[Pervy Hubby]

I am going to share my experience with sharing my wife, which hopefully will inspire others to share their experiences (and/or wives).

This happened a few months after my birthday gift sex with my barista. To give you some background, Pervy Wife (now my ex) and I were both in our forties and our marriage was getting stale. When we first got married, I was proud to be with such an attractive women. PW was a real head-turner. She had raven black hair, striking brown eyes, and an amazing body - round bum and full breasts, flat stomach. It would not be an exaggeration to say she stopped traffic sometimes. Seeing her turned me on, and it also turned me on to see other men's reactions. She was also very generous in accommodating my kinks - see my stories about the vintage clothing store.

Things got stale, as they inevitably do, and we started talking about ways to spice things up. She wanted to have a fling like I did, but I wanted to be more involved. We decided she would go to a college town (not the one we lived in, for her safety) and seduce a young guy with my help.

We drove to the other town and got a hotel room, and I helped her get dressed up for the hunt. PW had a some very tight jeans which perfectly fit around her womanly curves. She also had a tight blouse that showed off her cleavage. As the finishing touch, we had gotten a quarter cup bra, which acted as a shelf for her boobs but didn't cover her nipples. When it was cold enough, or she was turned on, you could see beautiful pokies under her blouse. This was back in the 90s, before the term was used I believe, and she wasn't actually a mother, but today if you saw her you would call her a perfect MILF!

We had figured out a little script to follow. We would go to a fairly quiet bar and she would find a fellow she was interested in. Then she would strike up a conversation by the telling him, or the group he was with, that she wanted to take classes at University of Smallville and wanted to know how to register. Could he or they possibly help this lost little lamb? After she had pulled aside the guy she was interested in, I would come over to them, pretending to be a stranger, and make a crude comment about her body. Then the guy who tell me to get lost, and she would be so appreciative (my hero!) that she would invite him back to our hotel room. I would discretely observe the whole time and make sure she was safe.

We reviewed our plan, which was admittedly pretty corny but also seemed flawless. Would it work?

(To be continued)

[Pervy Hubby]

It was time to put our plan into action. I walked into the bar first and staked out a place that gave me a view of the whole room. There were about 20 people there, including about half a dozen frat brothers. PW came in a few minutes after I did. Everyone took notice of this pretty unaccompanied brunette. Her nipples were poking out beautifully and she walked with a practiced saunter.

PW sipped her beer for a while and surveyed the scene, especially the frat bros. I had a drink too and, for the sake of appearances, bought one for a cute blonde coed. She gave me a polite wave, which was fine because tonight was about PW getting some action.

It was time for PW to strike. She walked shyly up to the frat bros. I couldn't hear very much, but based on the her body language I could tell she was doing a great job of acting like the little lost lamb who couldn't figure out how things worked at the big important university. (We both actually had college degrees.) There was one guy in the group, clearly the alpha male, who took the lead in answering her questions. While they were talking though, she maneuvered herself next to a blond guy we'll call Todd. He seemed shy, and had only average height and looks, but had well developed muscles. PW pinched his bicep, which gave me my first twinge of jealous that night.

After a while, she pulled away from the group with Todd. He was just trying to look cool but I could tell he was thrilled, sneaking a glance at her round bottom as she pulled him away. I thought he might be a virgin. He had trouble not looking at PW's lovely cleavage when they talked.

It was time for me to move in. I walked over to their little table, which already made Todd tense up.

"Hey pretty lady, I like your blouse."

"Um, thank you," PW said, hiding her face behind her hair. She was a natural actress.

"Could I feel those big titties of yours?"

"Hey, what's your problem?" Todd had moved his chiseled torso between me and PW. From what I could tell, he had a pretty big dick. "Can't you tell she isn't interested?" I slinked away in mock defeat. I felt jealous again as PW's eyes glowed with appreciation. She confided to me later that Todd's protective move had made her wet.

After I walked away, PW followed our script and told Todd she didn't feel safe in the bar anymore, and wanted him to give her a ride back to her hotel. Todd borrowed a friend's car keys, and they left together. His bros were not subtle at all, practically high-fiving him for leaving with a girl. Todd shot me a dirty look on the way out that almost made me laugh out loud.

As we planned, PW gave him bad directions so it took a long time for him to find the hotel. This gave me time to beat them to the room. We had arranged for a suite, and opened up the hide-a-bed in the outer room. I turned on a tape recorder that I had concealed, and set myself up in a chair in the inner room, where we agreed I would hide while PW had her fun.

Just knowing what was going to happen next gave me an erection. The thought of Todd enjoying PW's big breasts and filling her womanhood thrilled me beyond words.

(to be continued)

[Pervy Hubby]

Now I'll tell you what happened when they got back to the room. The door was paper thin, so I could hear almost every word. PW filled me in later on every detail of the action. I'll write this part as if I am right there with them, and usually not distinguish between what I could hear and what PW told me later:

When they came back, PW asked Todd to sit with her for a while, on the open hide-a-bed. She explained that she was using it because the bed in the inner room was too firm. She grilled Todd a bit and found out he didn't have a regular girlfriend. He seemed like a pretty shy guy who joined the fraternity to help him meet girls. Then she gave Todd her cover story for being in a hotel room, which I won't bore you with, and found out that he was a sophomore (with a fake ID) and only 19.

"I know you want to ask how old I am, so just ask!" PW said.

"How old are you?"

"Old enough to be your mom, but if you felt my pussy you would swear I was 19, too!"

This made Todd gasp, but then he asked, "Can I? Feel it, I mean?"

"Slow down. Don't you want to feel these titties first?" Todd gasped again, and didn't respond. He was clearly not used to women being this direct with him. PW removed her blouse and bra, then Todd began touching and suckling her breasts. PW said he was muscular but also had a gentle touch. "They're big," he said.

PW teased him a bit. "Don't you ever use more than three words? . . . Don't apologize, I'm just messing with you." She ran her fingers through his blond hair. "You look pretty big yourself," she added, pointing at the bulge in his jeans and loud enough for me to hear. I knew she was trying to make me jealous, and it worked. With her encouragement, he removed his shirt and pants. Now she could touch his muscular torso while he fondled her breasts.

After a whole Todd reached for her zipper and looked up at her questioningly. "Go ahead, kiddo." He removed her pants, revealing high cut red satin panties. Then he buried her face in her panty-clad crotch, holding her full bottom and enjoying her womanly scent. "It's nice down there, isn't it?" she asked. "Now keep going." I got jealous again as I realize he was going to penetrate her soon, which no man had done since we were together (as far as I know).

He slid off her panties, revealing a well-trimmed dark bush and discrete labia. "Come on, get your dick out, I can't wait." I was a bit jealous before, but now it increased ten fold. Todd took off his underwear. "I knew you were big," she said. PW estimated that it was about 8 inches long. She reached for an extra large condom that she had on the end table, and put it on. (When we bought them, she said she was determined to bring back a large fellow.)

Todd climbed on top of her. "Put it in slowly," PW said. She had never given birth, and she was as tight as when he had starting dating. Even from the other side of the door, I heard her gasp as Todd slid inside her. The hide-a-bed was flimsy, and I could hear the springs squeak with every thrust. PW began moaning with pleasure. I was thrilled too, but I also felt like breaking down the door and claiming my woman.

Todd came after a couple of minutes, but PW had already orgasmed once. She got out another condom.

"I'm not ready." Todd said. She took his dick in her mouth. This is one detail I didn't find out until later. In my mind she was just giving him a handjob. It was just as well, because I might have had to call it off if I knew. We had a code that I would call her cell phone and she would pretend there was an emergency.

After he was hard again, he went back inside her. This time he lasted a lot longer, and her moaning was probably loud enough for the neighbors to hear. "God, you're so big," she said. I suspected he was penetrating her more than I ever had, which was agonizing in some way but also made me happy for her.

He came again, practically screaming. PW said she was ready for another round. Todd said he had to return his friend's car. PW said he almost looked afraid, like he was going to be trapped by her as a sex slave. She gave him a kiss goodnight and got his phone number (supposedly to get more info about the school).

I waited an agonizing minute for her to come get me, as we planned. When she opened the door, she was nude and flushed red from head to toe, her pussy dripping wet. "Could you help a gal come again?" she asked.

I got undressed and joined her on the bed. There are no words to describe how it felt to penetrate her right after another man had loosened her up. Despite the awkwardness, we quickly fell back into her usual rhythm. After I came, she gently held my head to her breasts and said, "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

The end