This story really began a long time ago, when I was only 19 years old. Something happened to me one night that would end up having a much larger impact on my life than I ever imagined at the time.

I was sitting in my car with my girlfriend Ann, listening closely as she confessed her infidelities to me. That was when I first discovered that much to my surprise and confusion, I was becoming sexually aroused by what she was telling me.

She told me that while I was out of town, she went to a party, gotten drunk, and let 3 guys fuck her. I can’t really explain it, but there was a deep, sort of trembling arousal that I felt inside as she gave me the details of her experience.

The combination of finding out that the girl I was in love with had fucked 3 guys and the feelings of arousal from hearing it made me very confused.

I didn’t understand it and I never confessed my feelings about this to her or anyone else until much later.

Ann and I split up soon after. I told myself that I could never trust her and therefore we could never have a future together, but the truth was that I just couldn’t deal with the conflicting feelings of jealousy and arousal that I continued to feel.

I eventually married a woman named Tracy. Tracy was a wonderful, sexy woman who was full of life. Tracy had one small problem however, she had difficulty achieving orgasm. She and I had sex often, and as much as I tried, she could achieve orgasm only on rare occasion. One night we were watching a porno movie and playing with a new toy that I bought for her. It was a latex dildo that measured 9” in length and was proportionally thick. I thought it would be fun for Tracy, and I knew she would enjoy something different.

I started playing with her pussy using only the head of her new toy. After awhile her pussy became wet and started to loosen up.

I began to work the dildo slowly into her a little at a time making sure that it stayed well lubricated by her pussy juices at all times. This was a new experience for her and I didn’t want to rush things and possibly hurt or do anything to turn her off to the experience.

I really enjoyed the sight of the dildo going into her, and I was very curious to see how much of it she could take inside of her.

Tracy is pretty tight even for me. She would often comment to me that she had the pussy of a 14 year old. It took some time for me to get the dildo even half way in. I slid it into her and then slowly backed it out an inch or so to make sure it stayed well lubricated.

Tracy really enjoyed the feeling of her new toy inching it’s way into her tight little hole.

As I worked it deeper into her pussy, Tracy became more and more aroused.

When I got the dildo about three quarters the way into her, I hit the jackpot. Tracy had a huge orgasm. I was caught off guard by it at first. It happened so fast it was as if a switch was suddenly turned on, the “O” switch so to speak.

I watched as a wave of pleasure washed over her for about a minute. I was astonished to see her cum so hard with this new toy. I didn’t expect it to work as well as it did.

I was so excited that I was able to make her cum so easily, that I wanted to make her cum again.

After she returned from her little trip to heaven, I asked her how she liked the new toy. She said it was good, but she had enough for the moment.

Tracy played with her new toy often, but it was mostly when I was not around. She said that sometimes she would cum so hard that it would become stuck inside of her. She had to relax and wait for her pussy to loosen up enough to be able to pull it back out.

She didn’t allow me to use it on her very often. Of the times I did, she would always stop me after one orgasm.

After we were married for about three years, I started wanting more experimentation and variety in our sex life.

Tracy and I talked about the possibility of trying a threesome with another man. She told me that it would be too weird to have sex with another man while I was watching. She suggested that she try having sex with another man while I was not around, and work up to him and I together.

I agreed to her idea but she got cold feet and backed out at the last moment.

We tried fantasizing about it several times while we had sex and it really added a lot to our excitement, but Tracy still didn’t want to try it in real life. Some time had passed and I stopped asking her to try other men. I just figured that she was never going to do it.

One Saturday night Marla, a friend and CO-worker of Tracy’s invited us to a housewarming party. At the party Tracy and I were talking to Marla and her husband Ken, in the kitchen. We were talking about the difficulties of moving and home ownership, when Marla mentioned that their water heater made a strange sound. Tracy told them that I was very handy around the house and that I might be able to discover the cause. I agreed to take a quick look, so Marla showed me to the garage where the water heater was located. Ken offered to show Tracy the rest of the house while I was checking out the water heater.

The water heater problem was not difficult to diagnose. I turned the thermostat up so the burner would turn on and waited for several minutes as the burner heated the water.

We heard a hissing sound coming from the burner. I knew immediately what was causing the hissing sound, it was condensation from the tank dripping down into the fire. I explained the situation to Marla and told her that it was not a problem.

Marla’s eyes lit up and a smile emerged across her face. She told me that she was very relieved. She and Ken had spent a lot of money moving into their new house and was not looking forward to spending more for a new water heater.

She kissed me as a way of thanks. When we went back to the kitchen she rewarded me further with a cold beer and another thank you kiss.

Tracy and Ken returned shortly and I explained the situation with the water heater.

The party turned out to be pretty unremarkable. It was the same old thing, a bunch of strangers standing around not having too much to say. Tracy and I went home at around midnight and went to bed.

Tracy cuddled up to me under the covers and kissed me. She then reached down and started fondling my cock while she kissed me some more. Before long I was on my back and Tracy was on top, riding me slowly and grinding me deep into her.

In the middle of our fuck secession, Tracy dropped a bomb on me. She confessed that she had been “naughty” at the party. I asked her what she did and she made me promise that I wouldn’t get mad if she told me. I promised, and she told me the story.

“Naughty? What do mean?” I asked.

“First I want you to promise me that you will not get mad or do anything crazy”.

My first thought was oh God what could it be that she is so afraid how I might react. By this time I was really worried about what it could be that was so terrible, but I realized that if I didn’t promise, she would never tell me.

I replied to her in a calm and relaxed voice.

“OK sweetheart, I promise I won’t be mad. Tell me what happened”.

Tracy stopped moving her hips, but remained on top of me with my cock still deep inside of her.

“I was a little bit naughty tonight”.

“Yes, you already told me that. What did you do?”.

“Well, do you remember when you were looking at the water heater tonight and Ken showed me around the house?”.

“Yes” I replied calmly.

“Well, when he showed me the master bedroom, he closed the door and started fondling me”.

“What? He started grabbing you?”.

“You said that you wouldn’t get mad”. Tracy cautioned.

I wasn’t mad, actually I was starting to become aroused at the thought of another man fondling my wife, just as long as he didn’t hurt her.

“I am not mad, I promise. Tell me exactly what happened”.

“Well we went into the master bedroom and he closed the door behind me. When I turned to see what he was doing, he just walked up to me and put his arms around me and said “I have been waiting a long time to do this”.

He kissed me and then his hands started moving over my body, grabbing my ass, and feeling my tits”.

“What did you do when this happened” I asked.

“Well, I kind of kissed him back, and I let him play with my tits some more. After awhile he slid his hand down my pants and stuck his finger into my pussy”.

“Did it feel good when he did that?”

“Yes, it felt great. You are not mad?”

“No sweetheart, I am not mad I promise”. I was starting to feel more and more turned on by what she was telling me. The sensation was a curious mixture of jealousy and very powerful feelings of lust.

Tracy sensed this and started to move her hips again in a slow gentle grinding motion.

“Are you OK with this?” she asked.

“I am OK with it if you are. What else did he do?”

“He mostly played with my tits and fingered my pussy. I reached down his pants and played with him for a little bit and then he undid his pants and let it out”.

“He pulled it out? What did you do? Did you suck it?”

“Yes”.

“You sucked him? Man, you were a very naughty girl indeed. Did you make him cum?”.

“I sucked him for about five minutes before he shot his load. And yes, I swallowed it. I didn’t have anyplace else to put it. I was on my knees in the middle of the room sucking his huge dick.”

“Huge dick? How huge was it?”

“That was the other thing. He was huge. I have never seen a cock that long and fat before.” Tracy’s voice quivered when she spoke about Ken’s cock.

“How big was it? Did you do anything else?”

“We didn’t do anything else. After I swallowed his cum we got ourselves back together and went back to the kitchen.”

“How big was it?” I asked again.

“I don’t know. It was very big, that’s all I can tell you.”

“Oh come on, you had it in your mouth and you can’t tell me how big it was?”

“It was about this long” she held her index fingers about ten inches apart.”

“Shit, that’s a big dick. How thick was it.” I asked.

Tracy shyly formed a “C” with her thumb and forefinger that indicated that his cock was about twice as thick as mine.

“How did you manage to suck that?”

“It wasn’t very comfortable, but I was so turned by how big it was that I didn’t mind it at all. I just wanted to suck that big thing.”

“I still can’t believe you did something like that. Have you ever done something like this before? Have you played with any other men?”

“NO! this was the first time I ever touched another man since you and I met.”

“I was a little drunk when all of this was happening. I probably wouldn’t have done anything more than let him fondle me except that I was so turned on by how big his cock was.”

Tracy picked up the pace of grinding her hips and gradually rode me harder and harder until she exploded in a huge orgasm. I don’t think I ever saw her cum so powerfully. It was clear to me that she very turned on by the night’s events. It was also clear to me that I too was very turned on by what she did.

I coaxed her into riding some more until I exploded into her. We were both so turned on that I lay her on her back and fucked her until I shot a second load into her.

After our magnificent sex secession we lay together. I held Tracy next to me in my arms. Just before I drifted off to sleep Tracy looked up at me and said:

“I guess you are not mad at me after all.”

“I guess not” I replied, as I drifted off to sleep.

The next night while we were having sex, I asked again about what happened between her and Ken. This time she gave more detail about how he fondled her tits, and fingered her pussy. I pressed her for more details about Ken’s cock and she remained evasive.

Tracy told me that playing with Ken’s cock was a huge turn on for her not only because of it’s size, but because it was someone new and different, and that made it feel a very naughty.

I finally asked her if she would like to fuck Ken. She hesitated for a moment, then told me she would like to very much but she wasn’t sure how I would take it if she did.

I told her to please go ahead, but she had to tell me all about it when she returned from being with him.

Tracy said that she would think about it and then let the subject drop. I decided it would be best not to push any harder about the situation.

A week went by without a word on the subject, then one night Tracy came home from her weekly craft classes and told me that she needed to talk with me and motioned for me to follow her.