30/06/2025
From the time we started dating, my wife and I were honest with each other that there was an interest in sharing our sexuality with other partners. We are both bisexual…her likely more than me. For myself, my bisexuality is more about the thrill of the moment. I think cock is great! I love the pure eroticism of a hard, throbbing cock in my mouth…even in my ass. But, when it all comes down to it, I’d rather share my life with a woman than a man.
I don’t even think we were even married before we started exploring possibilities. Over time we began to open up to other couples and singles to test their interest levels. We had various levels of both interest, and success over time. There was one guy, Scott, who was a more than willing participant. Scott was married, but like many others was bored with routine. Having 2 young sons didn’t help matters. At any rate, Scott liked to have his cock sucked, and my wife enjoyed doing the honors!
One day in particular plays in my mind, and it was an encounter between Scott and my wife where I was not present. I had gone to work, but my wife called in sick. She wasn’t really sick…more of a “mental health” day. Halfway through the day, she texted me to say that Scott had texted and wanted to get together. Up until now, we had only swung together, and that this was more of an “open marriage” kind of idea…but the notion excited me beyond what I expected. I gave her my blessing to go ahead and entertain him however she liked. She said “You know we’re going to fuck, right?” I couldn’t believe how those words coming from my innocent wife would have such an effect on me!
For the next 4 hours I could only think of what was happening at home. My wife had only been intimate with her ex-husband before me, and here she was about to have wild and uninhabited sex with a married man in our bed. My cock swelled to a thickness that surprised me, and I was in a fog all afternoon thinking of their coupling. I pictured her sucking his large and nicely shaped cock. I imagined how he would slowly slide that nice dick into my wife’s pussy. And I imagined him coming inside her…knowing there was a chance she could be fertile, and being absolutely lost in the lust of the moment.
Finally, my work day was done, and I likely broke land-speed records making the 30 minute drive home. When I arrived, I made my way inside. I found my freshly-fucked wife lying in our bed, a little bit stoned, and a whole lot sated. I kissed her deeply, and I could taste his cock on her mouth. Not his come…he came inside her pussy, but you can taste another man’s cock on your lover’s mouth if you are attuned to it. She looked up at me dreamily and said “Thank you!”
I asked her Scott came inside her…she blushed, and said “Yeah…it felt so good! You’re not mad, are you?” To show her that I was absolutely fine with it, I kissed her again, fingering her sweet clit and lips, feeling the mess another man had filled my wife with. I then went down on her so I could taste their sweet juices combined. Her cunt was salty and tart with his jism, and also sweet with her juices, and I came without even touching myself as I licked and probed her slick, sweet snatch.