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The Other Man

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The Other Man by I had suspected for some time that something was going on at my wife's work. She had started to wear stockings and suspenders and her best undies to work. My wife is 46 and still very attractive. She is quite heavily built, big 40" tits and a nice rounded belly. She has a lovely fat bottom and masses of black hair between her legs. Sex between us had been less than fulfilling recently - boredom probably. Anyway, all my suspicions were confirmed recently when I found a pair of her knickers with what smelled like dried spunk in them. I confronted her and she broke down and told me that she'd been having it off with her boss for a few months. Instead of being angry, I grew hard and as I pulled her to the floor she told me about him and from what she said I became even more excited. She told me that John, her boss, had a huge cock of some 10" and very thick with it. She enthused about him, how he could last for ages and when he came, he shot pints of the thickest goo imaginable. While she was telling me this, I was slowly sliding my six inches in and out of her hairy cunt. She told me that he was only 28 and had the most fantastic body - he really kept in shape. I soon shot my load into her. Over the next few days I couldn't get what she had told me out of my mind. I kept thinking of them together, him slipping his giant cock into her, her sucking his bell-end and playing with his balls, him shooting his spunk all over the place. Whenever I thought of them, my cock would harden and in no time I would be coming off. Even after I had come, I still thought of them screwing on our bed. That's when I knew I would have to see it happen. I wanted him to come to our house and fuck her silly in front of me. The more I thought of it, the more desperate I became until finally I blurted it all out to my wife. She gave me a funny look and questioned me. I told her I just had to see that giant cock going in to her. She thought about it for a while then said she would ask John the next day. He agreed (who wouldn't) and so plans were made for him to come over on Friday evening. When Friday arrived I was beside myself with lust. It was going to happen right there in front of me............. When the doorbell rang, my stomach lurched. This was it, there was no turning back now. John had arrived. Helen went to meet him. I watched her go out of the room. She was wearing a tight black skirt which accentuated her rolling buttocks, a tightish white blouse with lacy bra that really pushed her tits up, black stockings and high heels. Before she left the room, she turned to me, a big grin on her face and shook her big tits at me. A few minutes later, she returned with her boss, John. He was well over six feet tall and built like a greek god. He was handsome with thick, black hair. He came to me and shook hands but his smile was a superior one - no wonder, considering what he was here for. He sat on the couch opposite me and Helen immediately sat beside him, her tight skirt riding well up her thighs. He smirked and ran his hand up one of her thighs. "Nice," he said. She reached for his crotch, squeezed it and said "Nice." He looked at me and then told me to take Helen's skirt off. He was very domineering for a 28 year old so I did as I was told, my cock as hard as a bullet in my trousers. Then he told me to remove her blouse. She was sat there beside him, breasts bulging from her too small bra, belly all round within white knickers, strands of black pubic hair peeping out, long legs sheathed in black nylon. I looked at his crotch. His trousers were ballooning out like crazy. I wanted desperately to see his huge cock, I wante d to see Helen playing with it. Then he stood up and began to undress. His body was magnificent. Powerful thighs, deep chest, tight buttocks and a huge bulge in his underpants. I couldn't take my eyes of that bulge. As he came close to me, I swear I could almost smell p-cum on him. He stood in front of Helen. "Take him out," he commanded. This was the moment I had been craving. Slowly, she pulled his pants down and then that awesome tool was before me. It looked more like 11" to me and immensely thick. His huge balls hung below and the head of his cock was like a plum. I wanted to see that huge organ entering every hole Helen had. She started to play with it, slowly rubbing up and down the huge shaft, occasionally sticking out her tongue and tasting his sticky knob. He motioned me over telling me to free her tits. Eagerly, I unhooked her bra and her big breasts flopped out. He greabbed one and squeezed it hard. Her nipples were hard and horny. He was slipping his big knob in and out of her mouth and moaning. Then he pulled away, his enormous shaft waving about and ordered me to remove her panties. Her thick bush appeared and as my hand brushed against it, I felt it hot and oh so wet. She was steaming waiting for the big moment. So was I! He got her onto her back on the couch, tits lolling, thighs spad, her hole gaping open for him. I crouched close smelling her aromas. Then John was psenting his enormous rod to her slit. He worked the head in but seemed to become lodged so I reached over and eased her flaps apart. What a joy for me to see that amazing cock sliding wetly all the way into my wife's slippery cunt. Then he slowly began to fuck. I watched her body moving with his thrusts, her breasts gently rolling to and fro, her plump bell y slowly undulating as their pubic hair met. She was moaning as he pumped her and I took out my rock hard cock and rubbed it in time with his thrusts. He started to move faster until his massive balls were banging against her arse cheeks. I wanted it to go on and on, it was so exciting. Then he pulled out and turned her over, doggie-style, her big cheeks stuck out obscenely. Oh she looked so tarty in that position, her tits hanging, bottom stuck out and thick black hair poking between her fat thighs. Then John was poking at her bottom with his huge weapon. He slid back into her wet sheath and then he really started to give it to her. She was screaming as he pounded at her, her cunt looking raw and ravaged. I could tell he was close to coming so I croaked, "Shoot it all up her, John. Squirt your spunk deep in her womb!" And that is just what he did, jetting masses of thick, warm spunk into her belly. It seemed to go on and on as he roared through his orgasm. When he finally subsided, his still huge cock slowly slipped out looking all red, wet and angry. For a few seconds nothing happened, then his thick cream started to ooze out. I just had to get down there and poke my tongue into that hot, sticky, smelly mess and it tasted so good, I just sucked it all out. John stayed the night and fucked Helen into oblivion while I watched and wanked. Twice through the night he spunked in her mouth and I kissed her afterwards and in the early hours I was thrilled when he drilled her arse with his hotrod. It was the first time she had ever taken cock in her arse and we both loved it. Again, when he had come off, I reamed her bottom with my tongue. I pleaded with John to come back and fuck my wife for me and he has been back on numerous occasions and I wank myself silly watching them do their stuff together. However, I now want to see her with other men, not just her boss, so we are planning how best to go about it.