What is it about us men who want to see their wives fucked? Why do we all have this fantasy about watching our wives perform with another guy? How many of us have actually witnessed it and how many of us husbands who have watched ended up feeling very forgotten and left out of it as they saw their wives enjoy sex a thousand times more than they ever did with you, their husband? Trish is my wife. Her theory is that while she had no interest in sex with another man she gave in only after I had gone on about it for so many months, if not years, and her decision had nothing to do with my fantasy, it had everything to do with her wanting a good sucking and a good fucking, and not just once, all night long she added, if that's how would pan out. And it wasn't going to be a pick-up in a bar or a visit to a swing club, she was going to advertise and hand-pick the guy. He was going to be young (Trish is 48), good looking, athletic, slim, great body, and hopefully with a very big cock, certainly longer than my standard six inches. Oh yes, she wanted him to be a young fit Russian or Bulgarian having heard they were well endowed. And she warned me that if it went well she'd do it again with the same guy, maybe others, and she wouldn't want me around the second time. So, she signed up to an adult contact website, wrote the words for the ad, made sure I approved them - they went along the lines of '...kinky hubby wants to see horny wife fucked by w/e young men...'. She then shaved her pussy to a neat landing strip and got me to take half a dozen photographs of her in bra, knickers and stockings plus close ups of her boobs and pussy. The ad was approved within a few hours and when we woke up the next morning we had six replies. By the time we got home from work later that day the number had shot up to 38. 'No time to cook' she said 'get some fish and chips while I print out the replies.' By 10 p.m. she had them whittled down to 4. They looked perfect. No Russians or Bulgarians but all were in their late 20s, three white, one black, all very good looking, had amazingly fit bodies, all looked like they had big cocks, all said they were bi, all suggesting that if I were to join in they'd make it memorable for me as well. A few days later and Trish is deep in email exchange with all four, getting me to take photographs of her in various poses in stockings, tights, high heels, undies, plus shots of her anus and more of her boobs and pussy with and without bananas and cucumber delicately positioned entering her pussy. In return she gets back various photographs of cocks, alone and proud or in a mouth, pussy or anus. By day five she is in telephone contact and from what she is saying the conversations are basic and raunchy. Trish finally agrees she wants the first one to be Neil, 27 y/o, working for an engineering company. He says his cock is 8 inches limp, 10 inches erect. The photographs he's emailed to Trish, if they are him, supports this. He's married but his wife has just gone off to the States to her firm's HQ in San Francisco on a six month posting, says they have an 'open marriage'. We agree to meet on a Friday evening, at a hotel near Heathrow. Trish books an executive room and we meet Neil in the bar. My wife decides to wear black hold up stockings, high heels, black bra, matching lacy knickers, a red pencil skirt, black blouse with lines of gold but see through enough to reveal her lacy bra. Neil is indeed very good looking, blue eyes, firm chin, long brown hair with blond highlights, blue shirt, neck chain, designer jeans. The meet in the bar is just to make sure Neil hasn't got two heads. He hasn't and before we get too comfortable Trish suggests we all go to our room. I pour us all large red wine but Trish has no interest in alcohol. She removes her blouse and skirt, puts her arms around Neil's neck and gets into one very deep and long passionate kiss. I settle down in one of the armchairs. When she breaks off kissing Neil she unbuckles his belt, unbuttons his jeans and slides the zip down, falls to her knees, deftly eases his cock out into the open. She looks at it in admiration. She cannot believe her luck. It really is big and it's fat, and it isn't even fully hard. She rolls back the foreskin and puts the head into her mouth. The cock fully hardens and it must now be the 10 inches Neil claimed. Trish has one hand wrapped around it as she gingerly sucks the head, taking it out every few second to lick all around it, wonder at its size, then puts it back in her mouth. This is also an amazing experience for me. In 23 years of marriage I have never seen my wife kiss another man, let alone put another guy's cock in her mouth. She is obviously enjoying it and as I become mesmerised I begin to wonder where Trish got such a great oral technique from - maybe she's secretly sucked off a few guys from work at Christmas parties or at conferences. She's certainly sucked me off numerous times but I don't think I ever got this type of four star treatment. Maybe it's all to do with size. Neil is very big and maybe she feels more of it and has upped her game, bringing on the licking, kissing, biting, running the cock head across her cheeks and forehead, down her neck to her bra, then back into her mouth, Neil moaning in appreciation. I unzip and ease my paltry 6 inches out and begin a slow wank. Then Trish gets up, stares straight at Neil without a word and unbuttons his shirt, pulling it off, then kissing and biting his nipples. He gives out a 'Jeez!' as she sucks on his nipples and puts his cock between her legs, breaking off to kiss him, pulling his jeans down, Neil stepping out of them, my wife then pulling his boxers down. His cock is certainly magnificent, the length and thickness I've only ever seen on porn films. Trish takes his hand, she climbs onto the bed and Neil follows. She unclips her bra and he immediately sucks on one, then both nipples sending her into a long low moan of ecstasy. He then eases her knickers away down her legs, over her stockings, she kicking them to the floor. He lifts himself across her, she puts her arms around his shoulders, parts her legs and leaves Neil to enter her. They kiss, very passionately. There are some condoms under the pillow but Trish ignores them or has forgotten they are there. Trish lets out a low ‘wow!’ as Neil slowly eases himself into her pussy, followed by a ‘jeez, yes!’ as his cock head parts her pussy lips and rides in effortlessly, her juices lubricating his entry. She is obviously excited, her hands running up and down his back, moaning little whimps of ecstasy, kissing him, then biting his neck, his nipples. I change armchairs to see more than just Neil's buttocks. As I do Trish gives out a loud 'Oh yes! Oh fucking yes! That is so fucking good!' as Neil's large hands lift her hips and he rams the last five inches of his cock deep into her pussy in one single thrust. 'Oh my God!' she continues to shout as he slowly moves to and fro, his long, thick, rigid cock soon glistening from her juices and his pre-cum, his hands running over her stockinged thighs. I'm now wanking myself furiously, Trish's knickers wrapped around my six inches. Her eyes are closed in deep pleasure and Neil begins to increase the speed of his thrusts. Trish's moans now turn to a series of comments and commands that slowly get louder as Neil goes faster, 'Yes, yes, yes, that's it! That's fabulous, please don't stop, please don't stop....yes, yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me hard , fuck me darling, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, please don't stop, it feels so good, come on lover, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me...' I've never heard her like that with me in donkey's years! I shoot into Trish's knickers but it looks like Neil has no premature ejaculation problems and it's now a good ten minutes since he entered her and I see her have one, then two, and a third orgasm, shaking her head from side to side, pushing her boobs up for Neil to kiss, bite. He stops. Leans forward and plants big bites around her nipples, then one on her neck. She lets out a 'Oh my God!' and they join for a long passionate kiss. Without his cock leaving her, Neil moves them both around on the bed and she is now on top of him. She looks at him lovingly, fingering his chain, 'You are so big. It's just so fucking mindblowing...I want you to fuck me every day, morning, noon and night!' and she leans forward, kissing him passionately. She breaks off and begins to slowly move up and down on his cock. My own begins to stir back into life and I begin a second wank. Trish stops and starts, leaning forward to kiss Neil or his nipples, or bite him. 'No rush' I hear her say, 'want this to last...' He squeezes her boobs, bringing his head up to kiss, bite her nipples and she lets out another 'Oh my God!' I notice she increases her speed, hips now moving up and down at a gradually faster pace and she begins to moan again, letting out '…Oh my God, this is so good...this is the best fuck I've ever had...' looking at Neil, '...don't cum just yet, lover, make it last a bit longer...' He did. Another good five minutes and Trish is riding him, up and down like a machine gun, both are moaning away, both lost in ecstasy when Neil suddenly lets out a 'Yes! Jeez yes, that is so fucking good!' shoving his hips off the bed, his cock going as deep as possible inside Trish, head back, eyes closed, moaning on, 'Oh my God Trish, it's all yours, all my spunk...inside you...so good, giving it all up for you...you're one helluver fuck...' Trish dropped her head and kissed him, moving her body around on his cock, enjoying the warmth of his cum, breaking off from her kiss to stare straight at him, 'Wow...that was the best fuck of my life!' before kissing him again, breaking off to run her hands across his neck, chest, legs, 'I've never been so mindblowing fucked before...just fantastic...stay, don't go....I want you to fuck me all night long...' Neil put a hand on her neck, 'No plans on going anywhere, you are one horny lady, and that was one helluver fuck....' They kissed , passionately, slowly. Then she turned to me. 'Why don't you go home, darling? It's not going to be much fun for you...Neil and I are going to be very busy for the next few hours...and frankly you've had your fantasy...you've just seen another man fuck your wife...now it's my turn for fantasy...with Neil...' Or words to that effect. I looked at her with total disbelief, unsure how to answer her request. She was right. I had seen my fantasy become reality. And I had to conceed she also had every right to her own fantasy. And what would I do if I insisted on staying? Just sit and watch? Join in. I heard myself responding, 'I'll stay, join you both for a sexy threesome...' Trish shot back, 'No! I want you gone please...it's now my time...you go, I'll settle up the room, Neil will drop me back tomorrow morning...' I had no choice. Humiliated I packed and left. The last image I had was Trish, still astride Neil, leaning forward, laughing, kissing him. She didn't return home until almost midnight the following day, very confident and self-assured, in her denim mini skirt, Nashville t-shirt, bare-legged, high heels. She was also very horny, kissing me passionately, pulling back the duvet, hands inside my pyjamas, wanking me furiously, eventually dropping to her knees to take my cock in her mouth, giving me a hot blow job, wanking my cock quickly, roughly with her mouth, moaning her appreciation as my cock exploded, cum shooting across her tongue, down her throat. Trish showered, came into the bedroom in her white towelling robe. As she pulled it off I couldn't help notice the half-dozen or so lovebites on her breasts and neck. In bed we had one of the best fucks of our marriage, me excited by her re-telling what she and Neil did after I'd left, endless fucking and sucking to two or three in the morning. Then, after breakfast, going off in his car for a fuck on a river bank, a wood, before back to Neil’s, fucking on the sofa, the kitchen table, shower, stopping only to call his wife at 8 a.m. SF time. Yes, my wife is a good fuck and her being shagged by another guy is my fantasy. She and Neil fucking almost every week I can just about live with. She and Neil going away one weekend to Paris was really tough. Not being part of it is bad news but when Trish arrives home from a session with Neil we have a very passionate fuck with me fantasising about what she and Neil got up to, my excitement making our own sex much better than it used to be. And as we had more replies to our ad I had to know if she was going to see the other three guys on her short list, would she look for more guys to fuck. Yes, when she and Neil got bored with each other, and I'd be there for the first session with each of them. But my wife had become so darn sexy, me seeing her fucking another guy was like a drug, and I knew the risk she might go off with another guy, but my fantasy was still alive, despite everything, so I asked her to make the next one the black guy. 'Sure! Whatever my kinky hubby wants' Trish shouted, 'I'm really looking forward to having that big black cock fuck me, over and over, every which way!' So was I! Let you know how it went.