My wife had balked the first time I mentioned wanting to let another guy fuck her.

She didn’t realize what a turn-on it was until I finally introduced her to Blake and they had sex: me there, watching in the corner, taking it all in had made her crazy. She’d come four or five times just knowing I was seeing the whole thing. His big fat cock stretching her. His mouth on her pussy. And the finale: him fucking her ass.  

She’d been onboard after that.

Her favorite part was me reclaiming her sweet pussy.

When I told her my three best friends from college were coming home for our tenth reunion, I saw the glimmer in her eyes.

I didn’t let on that I knew, though. “I doubt you’d want to meet them. You might find the whole reunion thing and college talk boring.”

When her pretty face fell in disappointment, I had to press my lips together not to smile.

“Oh, I understand,” she said. “You want to reconnect and all that. Guy time.”

I put my hand on her arm and squeezed. “I’m glad you understand.”

Her eyes were shiny with what I figured were unshed tears. I couldn’t stand it anymore. I pulled her close and wrapped my arms around her.

I kissed her mouth and she kissed me back, parting her lips so that my tongue could slide against hers. I grabbed handfuls of her heart-shaped ass and squeezed. Then I whispered in her ear: “Baby girl, do you really think that these friends of mine are going to come back into town after all these years and I’m not going to put out the offer for them to all come over and fuck you? That would be downright inhospitable of me.”

She gasped against my neck and when I slid my hands down her hips, she snagged my wrist and pushed my hand down inside her jeans. I pushed past her soft panties and found her pussy with my fingertips.

She was drenched.

“I mean,” I went on. “I’m not a selfish man. I do believe if you have something good you should share.”

She moaned when I slid two fingers into her. She was so slick, so warm, so ready. My cock was hard but grew harder. It felt made of iron. I grinded against her and held her steady.

“But right now — ”

She kissed me again, her mouth desperate and lovely against mine.

“Right now, what? What?”

“Right now, I want to fuck my beautiful wife.” I pulled her sweater over her head, making her chocolate hair poof out for a moment before it settled around her pretty face.

“I like the sound of that,” she said.

I unbuttoned her jeans slowly, then dragged her zipper down. I shoved her pants down around her hips and then tickled her belly with my fingertips. Her skin trembled beneath my touch.

I took a step back and she gasped at the absence of my touch.

“Take your pants off, Baby Girl.”

She licked her lips and did as I asked. She pushed her jeans down and then her panties. She stepped out of them and stood there in nothing but a fuzzy, oatmeal-colored sweater and socks.

She stood there, expecting me to go down on her. I knew damn well that was what she had in mind. So I pushed her back onto the bed. She hit the mattress and bounced. Then I flipped her onto her belly. Her hands slid down beneath her hip bones even as she cried out.

I shed my clothes, watching her, wondering if she’d stay where she’d landed or not.

She did.

I levered myself over her, rubbing my hard cock along her ass crack. Her whole body went tense with anticipation.

I found lube in the nightstand and coated my fingers. Then I slid them into her pussy. She didn’t need the lube but gasped at the cool slickness.

I nudged my dick against her hole and then slid in slowly. Her angle — nearly flat on the mattress — made her tight pussy even tighter.

“Oh, Jesus,” she groaned.

I covered her with my body and fucked her in hard, quick thrusts.

She came, sobbing against the pillow, her pussy milking me eagerly.

Then I flipped her over and ate her pussy. She was sensitive and wriggling, so I trapped her upper thighs with my forearms and made her stay still.

“They’re going to fuck you. Taking turns. Maybe together. I don’t know.” I lapped at her, flicking the tip of my tongue against that hard knob of flesh. “Do you want that?”

She nodded repeatedly, clutching at me. Words were lost on her.

I froze, my tongue on her flesh but not moving.

Finally, she caught on. “Yes! Yes. God, I fucking want it.”

I finished her off then, sucking her pert little clit and feeling her body buck with the intensity of her orgasm.

When she’d caught her breath, I helped her sit on the edge of the bed and held her head in my hands while I fucked her mouth. When I came, she cleaned me with her tongue. Her gaze never left mine.

Todd, Brian, and Dave arrived with hearty handshakes and bottles of booze. Over shots of whiskey and cigars in the sun room, I explained to them about Beth. About her wishes and mine and that it was an open invitation.

I wasn’t surprised that all three were onboard.

Later that night, while Beth rode my dick, I told her what they’d said. “Better get that pussy ready for tomorrow, my love.”

She came.

The next day we were due to have an informal barbecue after the festivities.

Beth wore a pretty spring dress and sneakers with no socks. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she looked fresh-faced and lovely. The best hostess anyone could want. She’d dish up potato salad and ribs, then suck your dick while taking it from behind.

I had to cover a smile when the thought flitted through my mind as she passed out beers.

“So, any idea how this will go?” Todd asked. He ran a hand through his strawberry-blond buzz cut as he eyed Beth.

“Do we take turns,” Dave asked, “or just go at it as a group?” He grinned as he stroked his dirty-blond beard. I imagined him eating Beth’s pussy.

“I think you guys are overthinking it,” Brian said. He patted his lap. “Do you agree, Beth?”

Her cheeks flushed a lovely shade of pink and I knew she liked him taking control. Brian always had been the ringleader, so I wasn’t surprised.

She glanced at me briefly and I gave her an encouraging smile and nod. She went to Brian and sat on his lap, facing me. I could see her settle in, wiggling her sweet little ass against his crotch. Brian’s eyes flashed with satisfaction and his big hands came up to settle on her hips. He held her and I watched him move against her, getting some friction going.

Todd and Dave were watching, too.

I chuckled and said, “My guess is you guys should follow Brian’s lead.”

Brian wiggled his eyebrows comically, but then his face went serious as he lifted the back of her dress and stroked her pink panties.

Beth gasped slightly, wiggled, and sighed as he slid his hand around under her dress to cup her pussy.

“I think you should stand up and let me help you out of those clothes,” Brian said.

Beth stood immediately and turned to face him. He lifted her dress and she held it for him at waist level. He slid her panties down slowly, dragging it out for her, for him, for all of us.

When her panties fell around her ankles, she stepped free of them.

She dropped the dress and Brian turned her so he could pull down the side zipper. Beth stepped out of the dress and stood there in nothing but a smile.

“There we go. Much better.” Brian tugged her wrist so that she stepped toward him. He put his hand between her thighs and knocked it side to side. She immediately repositioned herself, widening her stance. He studied her like that, fingers parting her pussy lips, looking at her pink slick folds and her clit. He blew on it and her whole body started trembling.

He slid a finger inside her and my stomach flexed and my cock twitched.

She shut her eyes, swaying slightly. He slid a second finger inside her and she made a softly pleased sound. He pulled gently and she took a step toward him. He leaned up in the overstuffed armchair and sucked her clit.

Her moan lit me up on the inside. Made me want to run over, bend her over, and fuck her hard. But this was about watching. And enjoying.

He made her come. Just like that. His tongue and his fingers and the excitement overtaking my baby girl pushed her over the edge.

He nodded and she got down on her knees in front of Brian. Without being told, she knelt down and undid his pants. She got his cock free and slid her pretty pink lips down the shaft.

Todd got on his knees behind her and cupped her teacup-sized tits in his hands. He squeezed and she stopped sucking long enough to straighten up. His arm looped around her and his mouth came down on her neck. He scraped his teeth along her skin and pinched her nipple and I saw her lovely pale skin rise up in goose bumps.

My cock ached to be touched. I folded my hands in my lap.

Todd rubbed his dick on the small of her back, across her skin, before finally hiking her up onto her knees and sliding into her wet slit. I saw his eyes drift shut in pleasure and heard his breath hitch. He held on tightly to the flare of her hips and thrusted deep and quick.

Beth moaned around Brian’s cock and he held her hair in his fist.

She gobbled him up, jerking her fist up and down his length. I heard her gasp for air as she took him into her mouth. He thrusted up, holding her firmly but gently.

Todd was working a finger into her ass. He moved it in time with his thrusting. She moaned deeply at his ministrations.

I watched him as he pulled completely free of her pussy and then delved back in, repeating that over and over, apparently mesmerized by the sight of her tight hole swallowing up his big hard dick.

“When he comes in that pussy, I’m next,” Brian said. “I’m not going to come in your mouth, Beth. I’m going to come deep inside you. Because my best buddy over there, your husband, said I can come wherever I want.”

The words hit her hard and I watched her cheeks flood with color. She sucked him feverishly, like a woman possessed.

She came hard as Todd fucked her. Poor Todd hit his limit. He drove into her over and over again, muttering things under his breath. His face intent, his breathing loud, his body stark.

He came, his head tossed back, a gruff cry ripping out of him.

Brian chuckled darkly and said, “Pull out, Todd. Give me my turn.”

Todd did as he was told. He always capitulated to Brian and his requests.

Brian spun her around; apparently, he was going to rule the roost from the chair. She sat on his lap slowly, because she held her pretty thighs together as she sank down atop him. His cock slid slowly into her already cum-slick pussy.

“There we go. Does that feel good, pretty?” He reached up as she sank down on him and cupped her tits in his hands. He massaged them slowly as she sank. When she was fully seated, she exhaled slowly like she was relieved. Brian traced her nipples with his fingertips and I saw her bristle with pleasure.

Again, her gaze found mine, and I smiled at her. She smiled back and blew me a kiss as she started to move, taking his cock as she rose up and down on his lap. She faced away from him. He pinched her nipples and started to move, driving up from beneath her. I watched his thighs flex every time he did.

Dave saw his chance. He went to her and stroked her hair, bending to kiss her throat. She let her eyes drift shut and then forced them open to watch him pull out his big hard dick. She stuck her tongue out and touched it to the tip. I knew Beth well enough to know that she was licking a small dot of pre-come off his cockhead.

He grunted and pushed his big hand into her thick hair. He tugged her gently toward his crotch and she swallowed him down.

She rose and fell on Brian’s cock. He helped her, holding her hips in his huge hands, levering her up and down on his erection. Every few times he’d thrust up from beneath and she’d grunt, her mouth full of Dave’s dick.

He looked at me and I cocked an eyebrow, smiling. He blushed a hot pink but kept fucking my wife’s mouth. My mind had turned to the joy that awaited the moment I got to reclaim her ravished pussy. The second I got to drive balls-deep into her already slick, come-filled pussy. I wanted badly to jerk off, and yet I didn’t. I wanted to watch and wait and get myself worked up so that when I fucked her, she’d forget all about the others.

“Move back,” Brian said to Dave.

Dave didn’t question it. He pulled free of Beth’s mouth and took a few steps back. Brian lifted Beth off his cock and stood up. He pointed to the ottoman at their feet. “Put your belly on that, sweetheart. Ass up, mouth open.”

She growled softly, excitement evident on her face. She did as she was instructed. She put her torso over the blue ottoman and it stabilized her. Her ass was perky, her thighs spread. She flexed her toes in the carpet restlessly.

Brian got on his knees behind her. Stroked her ass. Dragged his finger up her ass crack and then pressed his thumb against her asshole. She murmured and I smiled.

He pressed forward with his cock, stretching and filling her wet pussy. I could see the glisten of her plump flesh and the flash of come from where I sat. I chewed my lower lip to keep my focus when my hand wanted to stray to my dick.

David got on his knees in front of her. She parted her lips wide and took him when he slid his cock deep. They worked her from both ends, Brian gripping her hips in his hands, smacking her ass when the spirit moved him.

She cried out, her body bounced, but I watched her drive herself back to meet his thrust all while gobbling Dave’s hard-on.

Todd reemerged, his hand a blur as he stood over my wife, watching our other two friends fuck her vigorously. I could hear the slap-slap-slap of his fist on his cock and wondered if he’d manage to come again.

I was rooting for him.

I pressed the heel of my hand against my rigid member and tried to focus on the prize. Taking her back, showing her that she was mine.

Brian pressed his hand against the small of her back, fingers splayed, and fucked her for all he was worth. His face grim, his jaw set, and his head tilting back, he screamed, “Fuck!” and then came.

Dave saw his chance. He pulled his cock out of her lovely mouth and moved behind her. Brian moved slowly, hesitant to pull free of her tight, warm pussy.

David slid into her with great relish. He took his time. He reached beneath her and tickled at her clit. She hummed softly, happy to have the stimulation.

“Why don’t you reach under there and play with yourself?” Brian asked. He’d dropped back into the armchair and was once again in command — only a watcher, but ruling the situation.

He glanced at me and I gave him a nod as if to say, “Carry on.”

Beth slid her hand beneath her hips and I watched her arm flex as she stroked her clit. She pushed back to take Dave and hummed softly as Todd got down on his knees. His freshly stoked erection slid past her lips, and she laughed softly as she began to suck.

Used well and good, she would be a very happy girl when we had our time alone.

She was their personal push-and-pull toy as they fucked her, one slamming her pussy, the other invading her mouth.

She gasped and gagged and writhed while working her clit. When she came, her body convulsed like a woman possessed.

David made it a few strokes before he came. “Jesus Fucking Christ — ” was all he managed to say as he emptied into her, his fingertips blanched white from clutching at her hips.

Todd’s hand was tangled in her thick hair as he fucked her mouth. He drove deep and I heard her gag, and that did him in. He hissed and emptied into her willing mouth. I watched her swallow him down and thought I might come in my fucking pants like a teenager.

There was silence as they all regarded me. I grinned like a kid on Christmas morning. “If you all will excuse me — maybe go start the grill for our barbecue — I’d like some time alone with my wife to remind her exactly who she belongs to.”

They left without a word. I could hear their murmured conversation recede down the hall.

I held my hand out to Beth and she took it. “Now get up on that bed. I need to remind you exactly who that pussy belongs to.”