My wife Michelle and I are both 33 years old, and have been happily married for almost 11 years.

Michelle is small, only five feet two inches tall, and weighs just 110 pounds. She is very pretty, with long coal-black hair and beautiful brown eyes. She also has lovely legs, a really cute little butt and small but very nice 32B breasts with long, easily aroused nipples. Altogether, especially when she is turned on, she is one very hot piece of ass.

I began dating Michelle during our senior year in college, and from the beginning I knew I wanted her to be my wife. We dated for a full semester, and by the end of that semester our petting sessions had become intense. Finally, in late January of our senior year, we had intercourse for the first time, and after that neither of us could seem to get enough. I was living in an off-campus apartment, which meant we had unlimited access to each other, and it was not unusual for us to have sex every day of the week, often more than once.

Michelle had limited experience when it came to sex, which was why she had held out so long, but once she started she turned out to be an eager learner who was up for anything I suggested. The first time I ate her pussy she came so many times she finally begged me to stop. That was her introduction to oral sex, and when I finished eating her she couldn’t wait to reciprocate. Then, even though she had never sucked a cock before, she sucked me until I warned her that I was about to come, and then she sucked even harder, until I came in her mouth. There wasn’t a position she didn’t want to try, and when I asked her to go without panties when we went out to dinner, she complied, and then started doing it regularly. One night while we were necking I asked if I could fuck her in the ass. She hesitated for a minute, then said I could do it if I promised to use a lot of lubricant and to go very slow. Before long she was letting me fuck her in the ass on a regular basis, and loving it as much as I did.

So Michelle and I have had a fine and satisfying sex life over the years, in spite of the fact that I happen to be relatively small in the cock department, measuring just five inches in length when fully erect. Now I have read that five and a half inches is the average size for men in the U.S., but that gives me little comfort. It’s true that my wife has never complained that I don’t satisfy her sexually, and as I say, the fact is I think I do. However, I have always wondered how she would react to a really big cock, and in fact for the past two or three years I have had a secret desire to watch as some man with a much larger cock than mine fucks my wife. I know that this is a common fantasy for lots of guys, but up until recently I never told Michelle about it, because I didn’t’ want her to think I didn’t love her, or that I didn’t desire her sexually.

When the urge got so strong that I finally did tell her about it, she was shocked. I had to spend a lot of time convincing her that I still loved her, and that if she allowed this to happen it would never change our relationship. It took a lot of doing, but things finally got to the point where she said she would do it, but only if I could find a suitable man.

It took me several more weeks before I found a guy I thought was perfect. He worked for a company with which my company did business, and we met at an out-of-town work conference. Dwight was 35 years old, stood an even six feet and was handsome as hell. He was also unmarried. I had drinks and dinner with him on several occasions, and once we had formed a friendly relationship, I finally told him about Michelle and what I wanted to happen. From the beginning he was on board with the idea, especially after I showed him some pictures of my wife.

When I told Michelle about Dwight, she agreed to meet him and see how it went. I then made arrangements for us to meet in a city about halfway between our two homes. I rented a suite at an upscale hotel, which also had a good restaurant and bar.

On the appointed day, Michelle and I went to meet Dwight at the hotel bar around five o’clock, as we had arranged. He was already there, waiting for us, and I could tell from the beginning that both he and Michelle liked what they saw. Michelle had dressed in a black cocktail dress that showed off all her great assets. The dress reached about halfway to her knee, and was held up by a pair of spaghetti straps at the shoulders. When Dwight saw her I think he damn near choked on his drink.

The three of us had a couple of drinks while Michelle and Dwight got better acquainted. After a while we went into the restaurant for dinner, and by the time coffee was served, we all seemed to be perfectly at ease with one another. More importantly, I could tell by their body language that both Michelle and Dwight were ready for more intense action, and so was I. After paying the check, I suggested that we retire to our room upstairs. Neither of them objected.

When we got to the suite, Michelle excused herself to go and get more comfortable, as she put it. I made Dwight and me another drink as we waited for her to come back, which she soon did. This time it was me who nearly choked. She was wearing an all-white see-through negligee that came down to mid-thigh. She wore no bra, so her lovely boobs were clearly visible to both of us, and her nipples appeared to be trying to poke a hole in the material. She was wearing sheer bikini panties, but they did nothing to hide her dark triangle of pubic hair.

I stood up as she entered, then took her in my arms and kissed her. “I have never seen you look more desirable,” I told her. “And I want you to know how much I love you right now, and how much I want you to enjoy this evening.”

As I spoke, Dwight was already taking off his clothes, and when he lowered his shorts I couldn’t help staring at his penis. He had told me that he was pretty large — it was one of the first things I had asked him about, in relation to fucking my wife — but now I was taken aback when I saw his manhood. Not only was it at least about eight inches long, it was also as big around as my wrist, and it stood up like an oak tree, throbbing with anticipation of what was to come.

Michelle was also staring at his prick, with both awe and concern. I kissed her once again, then motioned for Dwight to come to her. He did not hesitate, but walked up close to her and smiled into her eyes as he asked her if he might remove her negligee. When she nodded, he slowly lifted the garment over her head and let it drop to the floor. They stood looking at each other for a second, until finally Dwight said, “Michelle, you look lovely.” With that he reached out with both hands and began playing with her nipples, rolling them between his thumbs and forefingers.

Michelle’s nipples have always been most sensitive, and almost immediately she began emitting soft moaning sounds. Dwight then leaned down and took first one, then the other nipple into his mouth and began sucking at her tits.

“Oh God, that feels so good!” she gasped out. At that point her hand reached down to grasp his stiff penis, bringing a muffled sound of approval from him as he continued to suck her breast. Finally Michelle looked at me and said, “Oh darling, he’s so big!”

I knew what she was thinking. “I know, baby,” I told her. “But it will be fine. He’ll go slow, and I have lots of lubricant, so it will be all right.”

When I said that, Dwight picked my wife up in his arms and gently laid her on the bed, then slowly reached for her panties. Never taking her eyes from his, Michelle lifted her butt off the bed, and he slid the panties down her legs and off. She now lay completely naked before him, ready to be taken.

Dwight didn’t rush her. He slowly positioned himself on his knees between her legs and, with his magnificent cock pointing straight at her, he looked down into her face, saying, “You are truly lovely, Michelle. Would it be all right if I ate your pussy now?”

At that moment Michelle’s pussy was already slick with her own juices, her pussy lips swollen with desire. Looking up at him, she slowly nodded her head. Dwight then moved forward, lifting her legs and spreading them wide as he pushed them back toward her breasts. Then he brought his face to her crotch and began kissing all around her pussy without directly touching it. At one point I saw him run his tongue down and across her puckered asshole, which caused Michelle to jump and take a sharp breath. He repeated this action three or four times, and each time she responded in the same way. I could see that this was driving Michelle wild, and finally she cried out, “Oh please, Dwight, I can’t stand it any more! Please do it, suck me, please, oh God, do it, please!”

At that point Dwight ran his tongue down the length of her pussy, and she came instantly, crying, “Oh fuck, oh God, I’m coming! I’m coming!” Dwight then began eating her pussy in earnest, and soon Michelle began having a whole series of orgasms, one after the other, until she couldn’t take any more and begged him to stop.

Michelle was still struggling to catch her breath as Dwight reached for the lubricant I had provided and put a goodly amount on his cock, then got himself into position to enter my wife. I saw her tense as she felt the tip of his cock touch her pussy lips. “Go slow, Dwight,” she pleaded breathlessly. “You’re so big, I’m — I don’t know if — ”

“Don’t worry, Michelle,” Dwight reassured her. “I won’t hurt you, I promise.” He then eased forward, pressing his slick cockhead against her pussy and pushing in, until I heard Michelle’s sharp intake of breath, and I knew that a man other than me had penetrated my wife’s body for the first time.

At that point Dwight stopped to allow Michelle to adjust to the thickness of him. “Are you all right, Michelle?” he asked her. Michelle took a moment, but finally said yes, and he pushed forward again. About two more inches of his big cock entered my wife, causing her to groan and catch her breath again.

By now I had moved to the foot of the bed, and from this vantage point I could see my wife’s cunt lips stretched tightly around Dwight’s big tool. Four inches of that massive pole was now imbedded inside her, and I had never seen anything so beautiful or so exciting in my life. Her clit was also being stimulated by his cock, and when he asked her if she was ready for some more, my wife said yes. Once again he moved his hips, and another two inches disappeared into my wife’s stretched pussy. Again Dwight stopped and waited, until she told him, unasked this time, that she was ready. With that he began a slow rocking motion, first pulling out a couple of inches and then pushing back in, each time giving her a little more of his impressive manhood. Finally, when there was only an inch left outside her, Dwight said, “Are you ready, baby? Can you take it all now?” His voice was rather strained, and I could see that he was fighting to control his own passion.

“Oh God, yes, Dwight!” was Michelle’s moaning reply. “Fuck me now, fuck me with all of your beautiful cock!” Dwight then commenced a steady fucking, sinking all of himself into her and gradually increasing his speed, until he was slamming into her, his balls slapping her ass as he did so. “Oh God, I’m coming again!” Michelle screamed. “Hold my hand, darling, hold my hand!” I reached out and grabbed her flailing hand as she cried, “God, he’s so big, baby, and it feels so good! I can’t stop, I’m coming, oh fuck, I’m coming!”

At that point Dwight made a growling noise. “Oh shit, baby, I can’t hold it any longer. Where should I shoot it, baby, should I pull out?”

Michelle released my hand and quickly clasped her arms and legs around his waist, holding him deep inside her stretched pussy. “No, no don’t pull out!” she cried. “I want you to come in me, Dwight, I want to feel you come inside me!” With that he gave a loud groan, and I saw his balls draw up as he shot three or four jets of come deep inside my wife’s still spasming pussy.

A minute or so later I saw his now softened cock slide slowly from my wife’s love hole, followed by a flood of cream than ran out of her pussy and down the crack of her ass. At that point something came over me, and I suddenly had an urge to do something I had never even considered. I didn’t stop to think about it; I just quickly lay down between my wife’s open legs and placed my mouth against her well-fucked pussy.

When Michelle realized what I intended to do she gasped out, “Oh yes, darling, please do it, do it for me, baby, eat my pussy, suck all his come out of me and make me know you still love me!” Hearing this, I was like a man possessed. I couldn’t get enough of her, and soon my face was covered with her love juice and Dwight’s semen. As I ate her snatch she had one more big climax, which forced more of his come into my waiting mouth.

“Fuck me now, baby,” she panted a minute later. “Come to me, darling, and make me yours.” I entered her in one motion, sinking all the way to my balls. I came almost immediately, but it was the most satisfying, gut-wrenching climax I have ever had in my life.

Later Michelle put her negligee back on, and the three of us sat around and had another drink. We all agreed it had been a satisfying experience, and none of us appeared to have any regrets.

After half an hour or so, Dwight’s cock began to show signs of life once more, and he then asked Michelle if he might have her again. For answer, Michelle stood up and again took off her negligee. At that point I had another idea.

“You know, Dwight,” I said. “Not only is my wife a great fuck, she also gives the best blowjob in three states. I think she might enjoy showing you her oral talents. What do you think, Michelle?”

Michelle looked at me for a moment, and I could see the lust in her eyes. I was quickly catching on to the fact that my wife was aroused not only by Dwight’s big cock, but also by the fact that she was doing these things in front of me, showing me her wanton side and knowing that I loved her for it. Now she walked over to where Dwight was sitting and went down to her knees, reaching for his now semi-hard cock and taking as much of it as she could in her mouth. In its present state she had no trouble engulfing fully half of it. As she proceeded to suck it slowly, it gradually became rigid, and soon it was so big and hard that she could get only about three inches of his manhood past her lips. But she kept at it, and soon he was groaning and saying, “Oh God, Michelle, you have to stop, baby I’m getting close.” When she ignored his plea and kept sucking, he again warned her that he was going to come. At that point Michelle made a sound which I recognized, and I knew she wanted him to come in her mouth.

Finally Dwight could not hold back anymore. His body stiffened and he babbled out something unintelligible as his hips jerked several times. I could see my wife’s throat moving as she did her best to swallow the jism that exploded into her throat. Some of it leaked out the corners of her lips, but she didn’t relinquish his cock until he slumped back in his chair, his depleted dick slipping from my wife’s mouth, leaving a rubbery string of come stretching from his cockhead to her lips.

Watching this had brought my own dick fully to life again, so I grabbed the lubricant and greased myself up, then got behind my wife, still kneeling on the floor. As I spread her buttocks apart she sensed what I wanted, and lowered her shoulders to the floor to give me better access. I placed my stiff dick against her tiny rear opening and exerted just enough pressure to cause that tight hole to give way to my invading tool. I was soon balls deep in her cute, narrow little ass, and I fucked that butt for maybe a minute before I emptied my balls inside her.

Michelle and I have met Dwight a second time since that initial encounter, and it went every bit as well, so I’m hopeful there will be more meetings in the future. I’ll let you know how it goes.