This is based on real events, but it happened back in 2002, so it has probably improved with keeping.  For this reason, I have not posted it as fact.  Why am I telling it now?  All will be revealed in a later posting.  For obvious reasons, names and locations have been changed.

Leon.

I rolled off, panting.  It had been my second coming.  Sue had probably had four or five.  Lucky her, was there a limit to how many times a woman can orgasm?  We lay in silence in the dark, listening to the sounds of each others breathing.  Then she said;

"What do you think about when you're fucking me?"

What kind of a question is that?  I had never thought about what I thought about.  I considered my answer very carefully.  Sue, my wife, never did anything without a reason.  I eventually said;

"I suppose that I think about extracting the maximum pleasure for us both.  That and trying to stop myself from coming too quickly, that tends to spoil things."

She rolled towards me, kissed me and said;

"Good answer, but that's not what I meant.  Do you think of me, or do you ever imagine that you are fucking someone else?"

I replied, honestly, that during sex, I never thought about other women.  Bird in the hand and all that.

"What about when you wank?"

I had to admit that sometimes my masturbatory fuel, could be another woman.  Either someone I knew or had seen, or had conjured up in my mind.  Adding that most of the time, I thought about her.  That seemed to answer her question.  She thought about it for some time, then said;

"I often imagine that I'm being fucked by someone other than you.  But when I masturbate, it's almost always thinking about being fucked by strangers."

We have always been absolutely honest with each other, but this revelation took things to an entirely new level.  I said;

"Are you bored with me then?  Do you want somebody else?"

Despite the strangeness of the conversation, it was very arousing.  My cock was rigid at the thought of her fucking others.  She kissed me again and felt for my erection, saying;

"No, not at all.  Surely fantasy is harmless?  This is all I need."

She wanked me and managed to extract a few watery drops of spunk from my tired organ.  Then kissed me goodnight and turned her back on me.  I could not sleep.  "Nothing without a reason…"

The next day was Sunday.  Typically, raining all day.  I could not rid my mind of Sue being fucked by strangers.  Was this really something that I wanted?  Choosing my words very carefully, I asked her to describe her typical fantasy lover.

"Good looking, quite tall, very fit.  Black and with a very thick ten inch cock."

Quite specific then.  I laughed.  I said that ten inch cocks really were pure fantasy, they didn't really exist.  She replied;

"Of course they do, you see them in porn."

I scoffed;

"Not against a tape measure you don't, porn queens are chosen for their small hands.  Besides, the studs with really big ones are usually ugly bastards."

"If I could find my fantasy man, would you let me fuck him?"

"Why should I?  What would be in it for me?

"Sloppy seconds,"  she snapped back.  "It's your favourite porn.  Don't tell me that you don't wish that it was you going second or third.  If it was me, you could do it for real."

This was turning nasty.  I should have back-pedalled, done something to calm the situation.  Instead, I said;

"If you can find your dream, yes, you can fuck him.  But I want to be there."

In bed that night, she pushed me away and instead masturbated alongside me noisily, no doubt imagining her phantom superstud.  Not to be outdone, I pushed the duvet back and wanked myself off, also  imagining Sue impaled by a ten inch black cock.

Life returned to normal, we were back on speaking terms and on fucking terms.  I hadn't exactly forgotten about it, but I was pretty sure that it would never happen.  I was wrong.  Several weeks later, Sue came back from her gym session bubbling with excitement.

"I think I've found him."

She said.

"Found who?"

"My fanasy lover, my black supercock."

She had met him at the gym, he was a new member.  He was younger than she had imagined, but otherwise met her requirements.

"Have you already fucked him?"

I asked.

"No of course not," she protested.  "That was not our agreement."

"Then how do you know that he has a ten inch cock?"

"Well, I don't.  But one of the girls at the gym, comes along with her boyfriend.  The boyfriend has seen him naked in the shower, he says that it's like an elephant's trunk."

"Have you asked him?"

"No, I wanted your permission.  Can I?  He might just say no."

At that time, Sue was in her late thirties and a very attractive woman.  She still is attractive, but this was quite some time ago.  I couldn't imagine her being turned down, any normal male, especially a young one, would not be able to resist an offer to fuck her, no strings attached.  Except than he would have an audience of one.  Me.

Leon was in his mid-twenties and could have been tailor-made to Sue's specifications.  He was about my height,  certainly fit, and I grudgingly admit, good looking.  He was Belgian, but his ancestors were from central Africa.  His skin, which I was to see a lot of, was the colour of chocolate and shone with health in a way that white skin never does.  He spoke perfect English, with a slight American accent.

He was polite, well educated and well spoken.  We were in our lounge, sipping wine.  Sue was upstairs preparing herself.  She had bought new clothes for the occasion, if you could call it clothing.  Black, seamed stockings, tie-side briefs with matching suspender belt, no bra.  All wrapped in a kimono style robe.  All new except for her stilletos.  She had paraded them for me a few days before, but she would not let me fuck her wearing them.  They were for Leon.

As we waited,  I asked Leon if he had done this before.  He said that he was didn't exactly go short, usually with women older than himself.

"Word gets around."

He said.  But he had never been asked to fuck a woman with her husband watching.  I asked if he always used condoms, he said that he did.  I asked if he would make an exception in Sue's case, that she wanted to be fucked bareback.

Sue and I had of course discussed this and had decided that the risk was worth taking.  A condom would stop me having sloppy seconds.  She was on the pill anyway, we both hated condoms.  She thought that fucking with a condom was like a meal without salt.  Only when I assured Leon that Sue and I had been faithfull since before we were married, and that the chances of him catching anything more than a cold, were negligible, did he agree to go bareback.

Sue made her entrance.  Even covered from neck to ankles in the kimono, she looked very fuckable.  Leon stood and Sue accepted three kisses on the cheeks, apparently, the Belgian way.  She sat next to Leon on the sofa, I was in an armchair opposite.  I could almost taste the tension,  everybody knew what was about to happen.  I had poured a glass of wine for Sue, but either she was unable to wait any longer or had decided to get it over with.  She ignored her wine and leaned in to engage Leon in a long, passionate kiss.

For the first time, I felt jealous.  I had visualised her being fucked.  I had worked my way up to looking forward to it, but kissing had not been a part of it.  Kissing is for lovers.  They were not just kissing, they were eating each other's face.  Leon slipped a hand inside Sue's robe, searching for a tit.  Sue ran her hand over the front of Leon's pants, tracing the bulge that had formed.

They broke the kiss, Sue unbuttoned Leon's shirt and ran her hands over his chest.  Her robe had fallen apart, revealing her fine tits, swollen with lust, nipples proudly erect.  Leon bent down to suck each in turn.  Sue stood and removed the robe, Leon stood and placed a hand on each tit while Sue undid his belt and zip, pushing both his trousers and boxer shorts down so that his extraordinary cock sprang free.

I gasped.  It was fucking enormous.  And, so I thought, not yet fully erect.  It was darker than the rest of him, really black.  As were the huge balls hanging beneath it.  Only afterwards did I realise that it was in fact erect.  It was so heavy that it would only rise to just below horizontal.  Mine has always pointed upwards if I had a standing stand, still does, many years later.  But his was probably half as big again than mine, a case of gravity overcoming muscles.

Sue held the monster in both hands as his pants fell to his ankles, then dropped to her knees to take the head of the thing into her mouth.  I undid my own pants and untangled my own cock from it's confines.  Gently, I wrapped my hand around it.

Sue had both hands wrapped around Leon's cock, one above the other, but with the little finger overlapping.  Even with perhaps three inches or so down her throat there was length to spare.  Sue's hands are about average size, say three inches wide and they were overlapping, but by my maths, Leon's length must have been at least eight inches.  Could it really be a ten inches?  Sue's fingers did not completely go round it, but nor do they around mine unless she squeezes hard.  Mine is a little under seven inches in length and just under two inches thick at it's widest.  If Leon's really was ten inches, to be in proportion it should have been almost three inches wide.  It wasn't, and that made it look even longer.  The total absence of body hair also added to the impression of extreme size.

He pulled her off his cock and sat down to remove his shoes, socks and crumpled pants, followed by his shirt.  She took his hand and led him upstairs, cock waving from side to side like a windscreen wiper.  I followed them, holding my pants up.  But in the room, I stripped naked and sat in the strategically placed chair.  Not wanking was not really an option, with a live sex show being performed just a few feet away.  My plan was to watch and wank, but not to come.  I was hoping for a better use for it when Leon had finished with my wife.

They were on the bed.  Sue was bent over Leon's naked body, making a thorough examination of his cock.  It was cock worship.  She wanked it with one hand then both, licked away the blob of pre-cum from the tip, then kissed her way down to his balls, taking each into her mouth to suck.  Then she licked the entire impressive length of the thick underside ridge back to the tip, which she took into her mouth for more sucking.  She dangled her tits over it, brushing it with her nipples.

I was very familiar with this treatment, having enjoyed it often, sometimes exploding and shooting my spunk everywhere, if not contained by her lovely mouth.  Leon must have been tempted to just let go, but instead, he pulled her off and pushed her down onto the bed.  It was his turn to explore.  He kissed her again, another tug at my heartstrings.  The kiss intensified, Leon's naked body writhing against Sue's not quite naked form.  Leon pulled away slightly and his hand went to her tits, caressing and squeezing, rolling the nipples between finger and thumb, still kissing her.

His hand slowly roamed down her body, over her belly and slipped inside the skimpy knickers.  I could see the movement under the stretched material as his fingers explored her cunt.  He pulled his hand away, broke the kiss and offered his fingers, gleaming with her juice, for her to suck clean.  Instead, Sue rubbed her closed lips against his fingers, smearing her lips with her honey, then offered them for him to kiss.  

At last the kiss ended and Leon continued his exploration, paying her tits a lot of attention, kissing, licking and sucking her erect nipples.  He kissed his way down where his hand had been, when he reached her knickers, he pulled at the ties with his teeth, undoing them.  Sue lifted her backside so that he could pull the knickers away and he placed a single kiss in her freshly depilated mound.  He then repositioned himself.  Sue raised her knees and spread them wide, anticipating his next move.  Her cunt was gaping, cuntlips puffy with desire, her juices shone in the subdued light.  Leon leaned forward pushing out his tongue and ran it along the length of her cleft, from arsehole to clit.  Sue yelped at the contact.  Leon went in for a feast of her honey, sucking and lapping, harvesting her copious juices.

I had to stop wanking, I was close to losing it.  As my cock wagged angrily at being abandoned, Sue had her first orgasm, writhing and wailing.  Leon hung on until her convulsions subsided, then moved away from her, his face wet with her fluids.  He repositioned himself to enter her, but did not push his cock into her, instead, he rubbed it against the wet gape, teasing her.  Sue begged him to fuck her, her voice low and hoarse;

"Put it in.  Fuck me."

She reached for it with both hands and fed the monster into herself, groaning as it stretched her.  Whether he went in to the hilt, I  was unable to see, the junction was hidden from me, but from Sue's reaction, she was being filled like never before. He raised himself on his arms and knees and fucked her with long, slow strokes.  Now I could see his cock pumping her, pulling out almost completely and then pushing back in with a smooth thrust, each thrust brought a gasp from Sue. I resumed my wank.

Sue brought her knees up and wrapped her legs around him, pushing up to meet his strokes.  Leon suddenly stopped his movements, buried deep inside Sue's cunt.  I thought that he was coming, but he must have stopped to prevent it.  Sue gasped;

"Dont stop."

Leon groaned, made couple of short thrusts and then gasped as he came.

Sue swears that she can feel the spurts of when I come inside like this.  In my mind's eye, I could see it, Leon's copious spunk flooding her.

Leon remained deep inside her letting it soak, but then resumed his movements, fucking her for a second time without uncoupling.  I was able to do this when I was in my twenties, but now I need a break before I can go again.  Sue seemed to approve.

After a few minutes of this, Leon rolled onto his back, taking her with him so that she was riding him and continued the fuck.  Now I had a clear view of his huge cock disappearing into Sue's insides, then reappearing, wet with her juice, only to be rammed back home, sue gasping at each thrust.  She sat upright, Leon's hands moved from her arse, where he had been holding her in position, and placed them on her tits.

It triggered her second orgasm.  I realised that my own was on it's way.  I snatched my hand away from my cock, but too late.  I watched in dismay as my precious essence jetted from my cock, almost in slow motion, shooting in a graceful arc to be soaked up by the carpet.  What a waste.

Sue slumped back onto Leon's chest.  Leon murmured something that I couldn't make out.  Sue smiled and dismounted, but remained on her knees, head on the pillow, arse upwards, ready to be fucked doggy style.  Lean repositioned himself for re-entry.  His spunk was trickling from my wife's still gaping cunt.  He placed his tip against the wet slit, but didn't push in at first, instead he teased her with it, rubbing it up her gash but not entering.  Sue wiggled her arse impatiently.  Leon relented and fed her cunt what it craved.

I love doggy style, I can give Sue the full length of  my cock with each thrust, and with the added pleasure of seeing it emerge, gleaming with her cunt juice and then disappear back into her sheath.  Leon was doing this, withdrawing so that the flange of his cock could be seen, then burying his entire length on the instroke.  He was holding Sue's hips to control his strokes.  Sue's tits danced as he thrust, Leon reached forward to still them.

Again he stopped his movements, come number three?  So soon?  Sue looked back at him over her shoulder, this time I was able to hear what he said;

"Do you take it up the arse?"

I froze.  My hand stopped it's wanking movements.  I think I stopped breathing.  Surely not?  She did indeed take mine up her arse, we enjoyed anal quite regularly, but that whole was tight even for my meagre offering.  Surely his immense cock would cause internal damage?  For long seconds, the world seemed to be on pause, I  could hear my heart beating  And then Sue said calmly;

"Of course, but go easy, that thing is big."

I exhaled loudly.  Sue reached for the tube of lubricant that lives on the bedside cabinet and handed it to him.  With his cock still embedded deep in Sue's cunt,  he squeezed a generous amount of lube onto her tight pucker and worked it slowly, inserting first one finger then two into the hole made even tighter by the battering ram thust up it's neighbour.

Satisfied with his work, he slowly withdrew  and pressed his knob against her rear entrance.  Sue relaxed her muscles and the purple plum seemed to pop in.  He was gentle, making slow movements, entering a little bit further with each push until ten inches of shining ebony was lodged ball deep in Sue's arsehole.

Sue was moaning, in pain or in pleasure, I will never know.  As Leo  began to pump her, the moans became cries, but she didn't say stop.  This time, Leo let her tits flail  just using her hips as handles.  He used the same method to fuck her arse as he had her cunt, long, deep strokes.  He stopped again, and I could tell from his face that this time  he was about to come.

But he didn't shoot it into her arsehole.  He pulled right out, wrapped his hand around his shaft and held it still.  The first spurt landed on the gaping hole that he had recently vacated, causing Sue to squeal in surprise.  Even I was surprised by the suddenness of it.  Five or six subsequent spurts coated Sue's nether regions.

Leon's spunk was very white. Okay  I didn't expect it to be black, but this was snow white.  Mine is, well spunk white, I could not remember it ever looking this white.  Even against Sue's pale skin, it looked like icing.  Iced buns, lovely!

Leon rolled onto his back and reached for tissues.  Sue stretched out on her belly, as though reluctant to hide the evidence of her debauchery by turning over.

"I can probably go again soon."

Announced Leon.  Sue said no;

"I don't think I can take anymore, that's enough for today, but I would like a repeat, if that's okay with you?"

Leon said that he would like that too.  Sue asked if we could both leave her to recover.  I put on my dressing gown and accompanied Leon downstairs so that he could dress.  At the door, I thanked him and said that we would be in touch.  I actually thanked him for fucking and buggering my wife!

I legged it back upstairs, Sue was still lying on the bed but on her back, legs wide, knees up, presenting me with a fine view of both her plundered holes, still wet.  She had removed the stockings and sussies and was naked.  I asked if she was okay, she replied;

"A bit battered, but yes, I feel fine."

My cock was hard again, I wanted to fuck her while she was still wet.

"Have you really had enough?"

She answered my question with a question;

"Didn't you just wank yourself off?"

I lowered my eyes in shame and admitted that I had.  She said;

"Is there any left?"

"Probably."

"Fuck me then," she said.  "The same way that he did, in my arse.  But I want you to come inside."

She handed me the lube and turned onto her front, pushing her arse up in readiness.  Okay, it was not proper sloppy seconds, Leon had pulled out.  But his cum had sprayed both holes.   It would have to do.  I lathered her with lubricant as usual, but my cock seemed to slip inter her more easily than usual.  Not surprising really, having just been stretched by Leon's titanic todger.

I came copiously, or at least it felt that way to me.  I toppled onto my side, taking her with me.  She pulled the duvet over us and we slept, sweaty and spunky, in each other's arms.

I had been concerned that  the encounter with Leon would adversely affect our relationship, it was after all, infidelity.  But if anything, it made us closer, the sex was if anything, even more intense.  That sex occasionally included Leon.  He visited us several times over the next six months and I did get to enjoy proper sloppy seconds.  As soon as he had filled my wife's cunt, he would roll away immediately for me to take his place before his spunk could leak out.  Warm, wet sloppy seconds.  Nothing compares with it.

And not just sloppy seconds.  Sloppy fourths if we took turns to fuck her, him first, me second, him again and then me again, often with him going again.  Five hot loads, all in her cunt.  Sue loved it.  I also experienced anal sloppy seconds on several occasions.

On Sue's part, she got double everything.  She was in seventh heaven.  In those days, I could still manage a second coming, but only after some recovery time.  She on the other hand, could come to order.  We got round this by me making sure that she enjoyed several, before I had my one.  But with a spare cock at the ready, her orgasms could be almost non-stop.  In addition to having us serially, she also had us simultaneously.

We spit roasted her, anally as well as vaginally, and we d.p'd her.  She described d.p. as the most intense sexual experience possible.  It is actually easier than it often looks on porn, we did not have camera angles to consider.  But syncing our movements, so that both holes were pumped at the same time  was difficult to achieve.  Instead, Sue would impale herself on the cock of whichever of us was at the bottom of the layer cake and the top man would enter her arse and do the fucking.  In effect, he would fuck both of the others.  If he came first, he would hop off and bottom man would finish his fuck.

We tried other positions, but this one worked best for us.  I could not help thinking though, that such close proximity to Leon's cock was only a hairs breadth from homosexuality, especially if I was at the bottom of the pile.

It all came to an end about six months after it began, when Leon was recalled to his head office in Eindhoven.  I know, Eindhoven is in Holland and Leon's home was in Belgium, but borders are not important within the EU.

We never repeated the experience by finding a replacement for Leon.  It had been a one time experiment.  Nor did I cash in on Sue's promise that I was to feel free to get even, by fucking other women.