This past summer my wife Arlene and I were invited to the wedding of a friend of ours, and to the reception afterward.

Now as everyone knows, wedding receptions tend to be rather chaotic affairs, with lots of alcohol, at which some wild things can often happen, and at which people have been known to hook up rather indiscriminately. So I mentioned to my wife that this might be a perfect opportunity to broaden our sexual horizons.

You see, for some time I had been bringing up the idea of Arlene having sex with another man while I watched. She had never actually said yes to this, but she had never really said no either. In fact, from the way she would react when I brought the subject up in bed, I was pretty sure that the idea turned her on. So as the wedding day approached I brought up the subject many times, and finally got her to acknowledge that she might possibly be into doing such a thing, but only if the circumstances were right. At least I had some hope.

On the day of the wedding, as we were getting dressed, I half-jokingly suggested to Arlene that she go without panties, just to make it easier in case she should meet someone with whom she might want to slip off to the coat room or someplace for a quick fuck. She just chuckled and said she would deal with that situation if it arose.

The wedding went well, and the reception, held in the ballroom of a nearby hotel, was merry and lavish. There were a few people who I knew, and many I didn’t. My wife, being something of a social butterfly, knew a lot more people than I did, and a number of men asked her to dance. I encouraged her to do so, and spent most of my time hanging out at the bar. In this way I made the acquaintance of the bartender, a pleasant young man named Jerry.

After a while I got my wife alone and asked her if she’d had any luck hooking up. She just grinned and told me she still had her panties on. She said she’d had quite a few boners pressed against her stomach, and had had her ass felt up more than once, but that she wouldn’t feel right hooking up with someone without me being there. She then asked me to get her a drink, and when I got back from the bar she took a sip of the cocktail I handed her and said, “Damn, that bartender sure makes them stiff!”

With that the idea hit me like a ton of bricks. Jerry, I thought, would be perfect for what I had in mind. He was young but not too young, good looking, clean-cut and evidently without a date. Grinning at my wife, I said, “Yeah, and I bet he can make something else stiff as well.”

Arlene looked over at Jerry at the bar, and smiled. “Yes, I’ll bet he can too,” she murmured.

My heart leaped. I told her to go dance again while I talked to Jerry, and headed back toward the bar.

Things were starting to slow down there, which gave me a chance to talk with Jerry more leisurely. When I asked him if he had any plans after the reception, he looked at me curiously before saying no. Not wanting him to get the wrong idea, I pointed out Arlene, who was now dancing with another guy. “Look at that guy dancing with that blonde over there,” I said. “He think he’s going to get in her panties tonight.”

Jerry grinned. “Yeah, well, why not?” he replied. “She’s damn hot.”

I then informed him that the blonde was my wife, and that I wasn’t going to let that happen. Jerry turned red and quickly started to apologize, but I cut him off, telling him that if I was going to let anyone besides me get any pussy from that woman tonight, it would be him.

Jerry stared at me wide-eyed. At first he thought I was fucking with him, but I quickly assured him that Arlene and I were looking for someone to join us that night, and that he fit the bill. “I’m ninety-nine percent sure she wants you,” I told him. “But just to make sure, let me go talk to her again. If you see her wave to you, that will be your confirmation that she’s ready to take this party back to our place.”

I then went and cut in on my wife. When I told her Jerry was ready and willing, she asked me if I was really sure I wanted to go through with this. In answer, I pressed my hard cock against her belly, letting her feel my arousal. With that she turned toward Jerry and gave him a wave.

I couldn’t wait for the damn reception to be over. Waiting for Jerry to finish at the bar and clean up, we were among the last to leave. My heart pounded as the three of us climbed into the front seat of our car, with Arlene squeezed in between Jerry and me.

As we pulled out of the parking lot we ran over several speed bumps, which jostled us around quite a bit. Arlene continued to wiggle around a lot, and then she suddenly leaned forward, with her head between her knees. I thought she was going to be sick, but as I asked her if she was okay, she straightened up and handed me her panties, saying, “Here, hold these.” I nearly came in my pants.

About halfway home Arlene leaned over and whispered in my ear that Jerry was finger-fucking her. Looking over, I caught a glimpse of Jerry’s hand up under her dress. God, this was working out better than I could have dreamed! As we got out of the car in front of our house, I couldn’t help but notice the large wet spot on the back of Arlene’s dress. Jerry must have really worked her pussy over good.

When we got inside, Arlene said she wanted to take a quick shower and would be right out. Jerry and I went into the bedroom, where I quickly stripped down to my shorts, telling Jerry to do the same, which he did.

Five minutes later my lovely wife came in, wrapped in a towel. I was leaning against the dresser, with Jerry sitting on the edge of the bed. Arlene walked over to him and leaned down to give him a long slow kiss, working her tongue into his mouth. I couldn’t believe it, but the bulge in his shorts kept getting bigger.

Arlene then came to me, putting her arms around my neck as she told me how much she loved me. As we kissed, she began to rub my cock through my shorts, while my own hands went to her ass, slowly working the towel up enough to give Jerry an excellent view of her bare bottom. Sneaking a peek over her shoulder, I motioned for him to join us. Jerry got up and moved behind her, fondling her shapely buttocks. Feeling four hands now caressing her, Arlene moaned her approval into my mouth.

She then bent over, pushing her ass into Jerry’s crotch. At the same time she pulled my throbbing cock out of my shorts and took it into her mouth. As she sucked on it, Jerry pulled out his own very impressive manhood and began running it up and down my wife’s ass crack, pausing once in a while to push between her thighs and rub the his massive cockhead across her pussy lips.

Arlene then turned around and started sucking Jerry’s giant tool, and for a moment I was able to stick my cock into her wet pussy, under the towel. But it slipped out as she straightened up again and pulled the towel away from her, giving Jerry his first look my wife’s naked body. Being a man, he instantly went straight for her tits, squeezing, sucking and licking every square inch of them, until she said she needed to lie down.

Arlene motioned for me to join them as they made their way to the bed. I did so with haste, and Jerry and I both began an oral attack on her tits. She loved being the center of attention, and was soon making whimpering sounds of lust. Jerry was fingering her pussy as well, and soon he started licking his way down over her stomach to her crotch. When his mouth made contact with her clit she began babbling uncontrollably about how good it felt, and how she was going to come in no time. Then she looked at me and asked me if I liked watching him suck her pussy. I told her I did, and in fact I was about to bust my nut all over the bed.

Arlene then said she wanted me to suck her tits, so she could feel two mouths on her when she came. No sooner had I begun to do that when she screamed out, “Yes, Jerry, that’s it! Put your finger in my cunt and suck me off!”

I was shocked, because I had never heard my wife use the word ‘cunt’ before. At that point her ass rose off the bed, and holding Jerry’s head with both hands, she began to fuck his mouth like there was no tomorrow. When she came, so did I, shooting all over the bed, myself and her.

When her breathing subsided somewhat, I gave her a long kiss and whispered to her that I thought it was time to give Jerry the fucking she had promised him. I then moved to the edge of the bed while Jerry took his place between my wife’s legs.

Arlene took hold of his cock and placed the head of it at the entrance to her vagina, telling him to go slow, as she had never had a cock as big as his before. It was truly an amazing thing to behold.

Strangely enough, watching this young stud fuck my wife didn’t make me jealous at all. What it did do was make my dick hard again in no time. Jerry’s cock made her say things and make noises that mine never had, but that only made me feel happy for her. Maybe I’m crazy, but that’s how it was.

Jerry finally worked his prick inside her, and after several minutes of steady pounding and heavenly bliss for her, he finally said he couldn’t hold off any longer, and asked if it was okay to come inside her. Arlene panted out that she wanted to see his come shoot out of his gorgeous cock onto her belly, and that he could come inside her next time. I couldn’t believe she was already planning to fuck him again!

Granting her wish, Jerry pulled his throbbing dick out of her and shot stream after stream of jism all the way from her tits to her pubic hair. Without hesitating for a second, I wiped her off with her discarded towel and swiftly took Jerry’s place, entering her sopping vagina with ease. Even though her pussy was still stretched from Jerry’s dick, I didn’t last very long, depositing my second load of the night inside her.

After resting for a few minutes, Arlene got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. When she returned we all had a drink and talked about what had transpired. Sitting between us on the edge of the bed, my wife began stroking her pussy as we talked, occasionally slipping a finger inside or rubbing it over her clit. Our talk died out as Jerry and I watched her masturbating, which soon brought both our cocks back to life.

Arlene smiled at us as she saw that we were aroused again. She then slid off the bed and dropped to her knees in front of Jerry. Looking up at me, she told me, “You wanted to watch, so pay attention.” She then continued to look me in the eye as she began stroking and sucking Jerry’s cock until it looked like a rocket ready to blast off. After a minute she rose and straddled him, taking every inch of his enormous cock into her pussy at one go. He lay back as she began to fuck him, and she leaned forward, keeping her clit in constant contact with his public bone as she humped him for at least 15 minutes. This time his staying power was even more impressive, and Arlene came three times before she collapsed on top of him in a sweat-coated state of satisfaction.

Amazingly, Jerry still had not come. He eased out from under her and pushed a pillow under her as she lay on her stomach, making her ass stick up in the air. He then shoved his tool into her from behind and plowed away until he finally shot his load into her well-used pussy, making her come yet again. Once he moved aside, I again took his place and fucked my beautiful wife like crazy, shooting into her within a minute.

Jerry spent the night with us, and I listened and watched as the two of them fucked a couple more times before sunrise. In the morning I woke to find my wife holding me and telling me how much she loved me.

We haven’t seen Jerry since then, but I’ve got his number, and something tells me we will be meeting up with him again when the time is right.