--- My wife and I met in our 30’s. Early on I asked her if she had an unusual sexual activitivity that she would share with me. One event happened when she was 20 years old that she described to me in great detail. Her Story ------------ At the time I was hitch hiking when a guy about my age picked me up. As we traveled down the road, he was telling me how sexy I was. Then out of nowhere he told me I was sexually exciting him. Soon thereafter, he took my hand and placed it onto his crotch. I was surprised I didn’t pull my hand back. Using his hand, he kept pressing my hand against that bulge in his groin area. I made no attempt to take it away. When he soon took his hand away, he asked me to rub on that spot, which I did. I remembered at the time that massaging his buried hardon actually evoked a deep sexual desire within me. I in fact kept on massaging his groin area on my own volition without any help from him. At the same time I also felt a desire to unzip his pants and put his hard dick in my mouth. This was a sexual act I had never done before. My girlfriends told that men liked that but I hadn’t ever done it yet. I was still pressing my hand against his bulge when he told me, “There is a motel just down the road. Do you want to stop there?” I was taken aback by his assertiveness but he added, “If you want me to stop at the motel I will. If you don’t want me to stop then I won’t”. The reality of the situation hit me like lightning. I was asking myself, “Why am I even considering this? Who is this guy? But some higher force was telling me to get sexual with him. Let him have his way. I began to sense a deep desire of wanting sex with him.” Then without warning, the motel came into view and he said, “There’s the motel. Do you want me to stop?” Immediately, and without thinking, I said, “Stop”.. I was still massaging his groin area. To this day I don’t know exactly know why I did what I did, except I felt an inner feeling that seemed to tell me I wanted this to happen. I later realized that I had already convinced myself to have sex with him long before it happened. I sat in the car and watched him go to the Motel office and then return to the car with a ‘motel key’ in his hand. I was very much aware that I could still call it off by simply telling him that I had changed my mind but instead when he opened the car door I got out and followed him into the motel room. When the motel room door closed and I was alone with him he told me, “I’m glad you decided to stop.” He then approached me; put his hands on my shoulders and started kissing me but that did not feel right to me. I didn’t want romance; I wanted a sexual need satisfied. Then when he said, “I want to fuck you” I knew he was on the right track because that is what I wanted too. Until he said those words, I was confused about what was about to happen between us. I was no virgin, but I had never done this with a stranger before and some higher power was driving me to let him have his way with me. When he then told me to get naked and I began undressing, he began taking his clothes off too. When we were both totally naked he stood there looking at my naked body telling me how beautiful I was. I couldn’t take my eyes off his erection. When he then told me to get on the bed, I did. When he came near where I was sitting on the side of the bed, I reached out and took his erection in my hand and pulled it to my mouth. I had been thinking about doing that ever since I started massaging him in the car. Now that I had it in my mouth I began sucking on it. He remained standing next to me as I sat on the side of the bed holding and sucking his dick. “Pull on my balls” he said and I continued sucking as I added ‘playing with male testicles’ to my sexual repertoire. He then stopped me and exclaimed, “I’m close to coming…I want to come in your pussy not your mouth.” He then spread my legs, pushed me to be on my back and got on top of me. I helped him get his erection into my pussy and he then began fucking me. I was aroused beyond belief by each of his strokes. I quickly felt several orgasms in a row. It was a far better feeling than I got from masturbating. I didn’t want him to stop. I wanted it to last forever. I remembered wiggling my pussy around his dick to intensify the pleasure. I was bouncing my ass in time with his thrusts as he filled me with his sperm. When he filled me with his cum and quit fucking me, he told me, “You really like to fuck” I said, “It feels good”. “In a moment”, he said, “You are going to get a lot more of me. How much time do you have?” I told him I had many hours available; even more if he drove me home afterwards.” My wife then ended her story by telling me that they fucked for the rest of the day, he drive her home and she learned a lot about how to please a man. After she ended her story, she asked me to describe to her an unusual sexual act I had been involved in. My Story ----------- I then told my wife that early on in my relationship with Linda, my previous girlfriend, that I had a desire to watch her have sex with another guy. When she finally relented to try it, we set out to find someone. We tried soliciting a brothel for a male prostitute but couldn’t find one offering males. We wanted someone we didn’t know who we would never see again as we did not want any of our friends to be involved. Neither of us was able to go up to a stranger and ask if they would fuck my girlfriend. There were too many things in our way and we were never able to pull it off. The Present time --------------- My wife asked me, “Would you like to watch me have sex with a stranger? When I said 'yes' she said "I have had some experience with that” “Would you do that?” I asked. “I already have” she said, “and I just told you about him” I then propositioned her, “If you and I find a stranger that you find acceptable, would you let me pick him up so the three of us could go to a motel together where I can watch you with this stranger?” “If you really mean that and are ok with that, then I could and would do that. But are you sure you really want to see another man ravage me?” “I totally would love to watch another man fuck you. I’d watch all day long”. A few months later, my dream came true when one day we saw a hitch hiker with his thumb out and I asked Linda what she thought. “Let’s pick him up and see” she told me. We did pick him up, she did like him and we went to a motel where I watched Greg fuck her several times. I just watched. It was more delightful than I imagined it would ever be. But, that is another story.