Stuart had always been a lover and not a fighter, so it wasn't surprising when he turned up at our house, and not for the first time, pretty banged up. Unlike Stuart I had the reputation of being a bit of a bruiser and offered to sort the individual out. Stuart assured me that the police had it all under control. Stuart had an arm in plaster and lots of strapping on one leg and and his hand strapped up as well as lots of other plasters. Nancy my wife, asked Stuart what he had been up to, or more likely who he had been up, to provoke this beating. Stuart half joked that a gentleman never tells. I could see he was in quite a lot of pain and I broke out the whisky, for medical purposes of course.
When I returned I see Nancy cradling Stuarts head to her bosom comforting him. I could see the dirty sod enjoying some comfort with my wife. As I poured and handed Stuart some whisky Nancy went off to make up a spare bed for him saying that he was in no fit state to be on his own. Four or five whiskys later Both Nancy and I had to help him to bed. Nancy and I undressed him and helped him into bed and Nancy tucked him up for the night. Before he was in, it wasn't lost on Nancy when his pretty long and thick cock, still soft, escaped his boxers.
In our own bed, Nancy remarked that it wasn't surprising that having a cock like that, he would get himself in trouble. Nancy seemed a little wetter between her legs than normal when I played with her pussy and it soon turned into a very sexy love making session that lasted quite some time. Afterwards I lay wondering whose cock Nancy had been thinking about when we fucked.
Next morning I was getting ready for work and had already looked in on Stuart who was still sleeping soundly. Nancy only worked part time as I was more than able to finance our lifestyle, so she would only be out a few hours in the afternoon. Sat at my desk I got this image in my head of Stuart fucking someone. Then I had this image that it wasn't just someone, it was Nancy, and to make matters worse I had an erection to go with it. The rest of the day went painfully slowly.
On returning home Nancy still wasn't home, but Stuart was up and hobbling around and feeling sorry for himself. It was now that he told me that he had been caught by a husband in bed with the guys wife. It was obvious that the guy had suspected something was wrong as he appeared with a cricket bat and that mainly was what did the damage. After the assault, the man fled leaving his wife to call the police and ambulance. It was the next day when the hospital allowed him to leave, holding on to hands full of painkillers, he made his way by taxi to us.
It was at this point that Nancy returned saying she had bought us some steak to build Stuart up. I thought to myself that from what Nancy saw last night she knew Stuart didn't need much in the way of building up. I prepared mushrooms and tomatoes while Nancy started the steaks off and then I laid the table. Over dinner Stuart said that the hospital had signed him off work for a week and then he would have to see his own doctors. He also had dates to return to the hospital to have the plaster removed and the stitches taken out. Stuart thanked us for taking him in but tried to insist that he would go home after dinner. Nancy insisted that he would do no such thing as he was too poorly to be on his own.
That night it was just me that needed to help Stuart into bed. When I got in bed Nancy wrapped her hand around my cock and kissed me. She thanked me for letting Stuart stay. Nancy had known Stuart since primary school whereas I had only met him in secondary school. All three of us were now just into our thirties.
As we lay there with Nancy rubbing my stiffening cock I asked her had she never fancied Stuart or been out with him. She told me at fourteen she had tried to be his girlfriend but one of her mates took him away from her. Then after a short while the friend was excitedly telling Nancy just how big Stuarts cock was. She went on to say that from what she heard Stuart wasn't averse to showing it to any young lady that wanted to see it. I asked her had she seen it. She answered me saying in a disappointed voice that the occasion never presented itself. She also said that it was shortly after when her friend told about his cock that he took his first of many beatings from a disgruntled boyfriend.
We again made love. That was unusual to make love three times in week nights. Once or twice was our norm and several times at the weekends. I guessed it was knowing that Stuart and his big cock was just yards away. I woke with a start, and I tried to hang onto the images in my mind. The dream was of Nancy on her back taking a good fucking, and guess what, it was Stuart giving the fucking. Yes and you got it, I had a hard on that could lift a car to change a wheel. I really struggled getting back to sleep. I wasn't sure if it was the image of Stuart fucking Nancy, the way I had woken with a start, or the erection that was stopping me from sleeping. I ended up going to the toilet and wanking off to sort out the erection. It was still some time before I managed to get back to sleep.
Over the coming weeks Nancy took Stuart back to the hospital to have bandages and strapping removed and six weeks later to have the plaster on his leg removed. I expected one final meal with us and then Stuart would return to his apartment. That night Stuart took us out for a meal. It was a Friday night and so there was no rush to get back home. So when Stuart presented Nancy with a huge bunch of flowers and kept the drinks flowing, I thought it was just in appreciation of what he had done to nurse him along. I was pretty wasted and Nancy was just a little less inebriated than I was when we got into the taxi. The taxi driver didn't look very pleased seeing how sloshed I was.
I didn't give it a single thought when Stuart got out the taxi with us. Tonight it was Stuart's turn to help me into bed. It wasn't long before I was dreaming that Nancy was on a riverbank and Stuart was making love to her. He started after he had undressed her to lick and suck her pussy and Nancy had his big cock partly in her mouth. There was no way that she could ever get all of it in her mouth. In my dream it was almost eighteen inches long and very fat. Nancy was loving every second of it and was making sloppy sounds on it as well as long Mmmmm sounds as she sucked it. Stuart was making similar noises as he sucked on Nancy's pussy.
In my dream, I was just sat there watching my wife being pleasured by Stuart. Then it was Nancy telling Stuart that she just had to have his cock. Then this ridiculously sized cock was penetrating Nancy and she was moaning loudly as Stuart slowly but surely penetrated her and stuffed all of it slowly into her pussy. Looking back at the dream it was ridiculous as the cock would have been up into her rib cage as it was so long. But a dream is a dream, and Nancy was laid there loving it and telling Stuart to fuck her harder and of course he did.
It was as he was grunting sending his cum into Nancy that I woke with a start. Two things hit me. The first was that Nancy wasn't in bed with me, and that I had an even harder cock than the last time I woke with an erection. It was as I tried to make sense of what was real and what was the dream that I heard it. It was a groan. The sort of groan that Nancy makes when she starts to come. I was quickly out of bed and into the spare room to see Stuarts large cock plunging in and out of Nancy's pussy. There was no doubt, this was real. Stuart was fucking my Nancy.
I couldn't believe that Stuart had repaid our kindness in taking him in, by helping himself and screwing my wife. From the doorway neither had seen me as I stood watching. Stuart's arse was rise and fall, and his cock plundering Nancy's pussy. Then I heard her telling Stuart, "I have been wanting for this for so long, ever since Sophie told me how big and hard it gets, and now that I have it, don't you dare stop until I come again." Stuart was like a well oiled machine giving Nancy stroke after stroke. Just a strong steady beat never missing a stroke and Nancy was now moaning as she made her way towards her climax.
Stuart was now beginning to groan and growl as he was struggling to hold back and then both of them were groaning in unison as Stuarts long strokes changed to short sharp jabs and then he was still and as deep as he could be inside Nancy's pussy. I walked away knowing that my mate had just come in my wife's pussy. I returned to bed and lay wondering if it was still part of the dream. But there was no mistaking the reality that my own cock was still as stiff as a board. Then Nancy was climbing into bed with me and her arms were circling me and stroking my chest. She was hot and sweaty against my back and I could smell that unmistakable smell of sex on her.
It was many hours before I finally fell asleep. I slept in until ten which was most unusual for me, even on a weekend. Stuart and Nancy were already up and looked a touch guilty, or was that just my mind. Giving Nancy a good morning kiss she only smelt of a recent shower. Over breakfast they suggested that we all spend the day at the beach and although still feeling tired I agreed.
It was a good day and after some sun and a swim with both Stuart and Nancy, we settled back for some more sun. Eventually Nancy suggested fish and chips and Stuart and I went off to get some while Nancy worked on her tan. I couldn't hold it in any longer as we walked up the beach and told Stuart I had seen him fucking my Nancy. He told me he was sorry and that it was the drink that got them in trouble. In his defense he did say that it was Nancy that came on to him and begged me not to give him a beating. I thought it typical that he was trying to lay the blame on Nancy He could see I was unhappy, but I told him I wouldn't beat him, even though he had cheated with my wife.
Later, without me hearing, he must have told Nancy that I knew about them. On the ride home she was very quiet and after we dropped Stuart off she went straight to our bedroom. When I joined her she begged me for forgiveness. I love Nancy very much indeed and after several minutes of deliberation I asked her had she enjoyed it. Nancy was very honest and told me that it was the biggest cock she had ever taken and it gave her feelings that no other cock had ever done before. I asked if she wanted a divorce and leave me. Her instant reaction was to tell me no, and all she needed was my forgiveness.
I asked her if I gave her my forgiveness would she cheat on me again. Again Nancy was honest and told me that she couldn't lie to me and if the right occasion posed itself she probably would cheat again. I went to sleep on it and during my sleep I kept having dreams where Nancy was being well and truly fucked by Stuart and in multiple positions. I woke with a stonking hard on and just had to make love to Nancy. Afterwards she asked me did that mean she was forgiven. I told her exactly how I felt. I was unhappy that she fucked Stuart behind my back, but at the same time it got me excited having seen them fucking. It was now that Nancy told me that they had fucked again the next morning while I was still sleeping.
I told Nancy no more fucking around behind my back. Nancy quickly pointed out that I hadn't forbidden her to fuck Stuart again, just not behind my back. I felt embarrassed that it had excited me but at the same time I told her she was right I hadn't told her never to fuck Stuart again. As we lay in bed Nancy rang Stuart and asked him what he was up to. The dirty bastard told her he was thinking about how he wanted to fuck her gorgeous little arse again and was wanking himself thinking about it. He clearly didn't know he was on loud speaker, or that I was listening.
Nancy asked him if he would like to come right over and fuck her some more. Stuart told her he couldn't get over to ours quick enough. He did however ask Nancy what about me, and Nancy told him she would look after me. On his way over I did tell Nancy that I didn't want them ever fucking in our bed. On his arrival Nancy took him to the spare room and pretty shortly afterwards I could hear Nancy moaning and telling Stuart not to stop. I entered the bedroom to see Nancy on all fours with Stuarts large cock pounding her pussy. My cock was already extremely stiff.
Nancy indicated for me to go to her and when I did she took my cock out and proceeded to suck it as Stuart relentlessly fucked her from behind. Stuart had a smile on his face as he fucked my wife in front of me, knowing that I could see his large cock plowing my wife's pussy. Nancy came first quickly followed by Stuart, who came deep inside her pussy. As she remained on all fours, I tried sloppy seconds for my first time in the doggy position. After I had come in her, adding to the sticky mess already in her, Nancy left me laying there as she made Stuart dress. Then she took Stuart down stairs and sent him on his way.
Nancy soon returned and sucked my cock back to life again, and then we made long slow passionate love together. Playing with Nancy's tits as I kissed her and fucked her was very sensual and one of the best fucks we had ever had. The next few days I was still excited and we fucked far more often and with much more passion. The following weekend Nancy welcomed Stuart over again. This time I just watched as Stuart had his way with Nancy, and then afterwards we again made love. It became clear to me that it was sex, and just raw sex with Stuart, and it was lovemaking with me.
True to her word, Nancy has never again had sex with Stuart without me either knowing in advance or being there. Our most adventurous time was when the three of us went holiday together. Nancy spent her holiday hopping from bed to bed. Every night she always ended up in my bed to go to sleep. The two of us even made love to her together in the sea. She did however have a long weekend with Stuart, when I was away, and I had agreed that he could come over. Mind I made up for being away when I got back home and poor Nancy ended up being pretty sore down there. But it was fun rubbing in some soothing cream for her.
