Third Wheel [MFM] [Married]

Annie and I took the elevator up to our room. We were both turned on and riddled with anticipation. It had been a topic of conversation for several weeks now. We talked it over cautiously at first, but as the subject developed we began to feel more comfortable discussing it.

“How would you feel about fucking another guy in front of me?”

The thought had been swimming around in my head for weeks, growing and taking up more space in my head than I would have liked. It got to the point where I would think about it and I would almost instantly get hard. Annie fucking another guy. Annie being fucked by another guy. Some other guy’s dick inside my wife.

I may be biased, but I found my wife incredibly sexy. She was about 5’4, with black hair and seductive green eyes. She had the cutest face that belied her secret sluttiness. Her legs were of perfect proportions, not too tall and her thighs just thick enough to bite into. Her pearly, slim feet were incredibly sexy. She had round little toes and always looked amazing in sandals. She had an adorable, flawless butt that she fortunately never tried to hide. Her tits were round and full. Sometimes I would catch strangers staring at her tits. I enjoyed when the guy at the checkout counter would catch a quick glimpse of her cleavage. You could always see through her shirt that she had a nice rack.

I loved looking at her sprawled out on the bed, with her milky white thighs open and waiting for me. I loved looking at her getting dressed as she stood confidently in front of the mirror. I loved worshipping her body every night. Slowly rubbing her feet with lotion. The look of pleasure on her face as I rubbed her thighs. How hard my dick would get as I felt the bottom of her sexy thighs with my hands. I would lick her delicious shaved pussy for an hour at a time. Her thighs tasted like ice cream. Her clit tasted like candy. I always gave her the best possible pussy eating experience. I would think about it all day at work. I would think about how her juices tasted, the feeling of sucking on her clit until it was swollen and wet. The longer it took for her to cum in my mouth, the more turned on I would get. I loved having to work for it. I would get so turned on by her juices flowing all over my face that I would have a hard time actually fucking her afterward without blowing immediately.

My main objective during sex was to make her cum as much as possible. I would bite my lip as I fucked her, trying hard not to cum, just so that I could witness another one of her orgasms. Seeing her eyes roll back and the look on her face as if she were on a different planet. Watching her get off was about the sexiest thing I could imagine.

I had taken her to just about every place possible. In the palace of orgasms she had visited every room. I had watched her cum thousands of times, and I was proud of it. I had made her gush. I had made her squirt. I felt like I had done everything I was physically capable of.

But I was limited to just one person in one body. With another man she could experience a whole new world of pleasure that I couldn’t give her. I could see her being taken to places I couldn’t take her. I imagined the way she would look after getting fucked by somebody else. The look of animalistic lust in her eyes. She would be insatiable. She would be starving for cock. She would want to fuck all night. I wanted to see her soaking wet and begging for more, on a whole different level of horniness.

The thought of my wife fucking another man didn’t make me jealous. I was secure in my knowledge that we said our wedding vows and would be together forever. I knew she wouldn’t love anybody as much as she loved me. I decided on the idea of a threesome. But I had no idea how this would work in real life. Just because you fantasize about something doesn’t mean you want to make it a reality. Still, it was a thought that consumed me often.

I wanted it to be with a stranger. Even though I felt secure I had to make sure there would be no chance of anybody catching feelings. It had to be discreet and I didn’t want any sort of drama. I wanted to be able to decide on our boundaries and have them respected. And I wanted her to be thoroughly, professionally fucked.

I decided that it would be with a sex worker if it were to happen. Once I settled on this decision my mind began clapping and raining confetti. A sex worker was exactly what we needed. A stranger performing a service for money, like a car mechanic or hairdresser. He had to be hot enough to turn her on, and good looking enough for me to not be turned off. I didn’t have any inclination towards men and had no desire to touch him. But I wanted my wife to be happy, and if she were going to fuck somebody else he had to be good looking.

As excited as I was, I kept it to myself for a while. She had never given any indication of wanting to fuck somebody else. But that didn’t mean she wasn’t a secret slut. I knew that before we were together she had been with more than a few guys. I knew she found other guys hot. I knew that she wanted new sexual experiences.

One night in bed, I decided to go ahead and rip the band aid off.

“How would you feel about fucking another guy in front of me?”

She paused for a moment.

“Me and another guy at the same time,” I clarified.

“You’re serious?”

“I think so,” I said. “I’ve been thinking about it lately and it’s kind of a turn on,” I said, intentionally understating it.

“Why?” she asked. A perfectly reasonable question.

“Because your pleasure is what turns me on. I get off on seeing you get off. I want you to experience a world of sexual pleasure that I just can’t give you. I have taken you to every place I possibly can with my own body. I want to see you enjoying someone else’s body. I want to see how another guy would make you feel. I want somebody else to make you cum like you’ve never felt before.”

“You wouldn’t be jealous?”

“I don’t think so. But maybe. It’s a huge step.”

I immediately questioned my decision to tell her. But the seed had already been planted. I couldn’t take it back.

Over time we both became more comfortable talking about it. The thought of it fueled our passion for each other. We had some of the best sex we’ve ever had. We would fuck two, sometimes three times a day. The thought of her taking it from another guy, right in front of me, was hard to get out of my head.

Eventually we decided on a plan. We found a sex worker service online and wrote a few emails. We settled on Tim, a slim, attractive but innocuous 28 year old white guy with an athletic build. He looked like he worked out but not obsessively. He was clean shaven, had a few tattoos. Nice boyish blue eyes. Annie thought he was hot; I thought he was exactly what we were looking for.

We were too afraid to ask him about cock size, but he offered up that information willingly. He said he was eight inches.

I struggled with that thought. I was an average six and a half but I made the most with what I had. I didn’t want to feel intimidated. But I also wanted what would give Annie the most amount of pleasure, and that would be a bigger dick. After all who would want a male sex worker with a small cock? Plus he was circumcised, which made it easier to look at. We made all the arrangements.

And so we found ourselves in the elevator at the downtown Radisson. We were both full of nervous energy. Tim was meeting us in our room at 8:00. We decided that we would have a drink at the hotel bar to calm our nerves.
Tim arrived looking cooler than me. His band tee and jeans looked more expensive than mine. He was a few inches taller than me. He had his black hair in a coif and his beard was trimmed. If I didn’t already know, I would say he looked like he was well hung. I did my best to not be intimidated.

We went downstairs and sat at a table near the bar awkwardly making small talk. We had already been through the good stuff over email. It was our first time doing this. We weren’t into anal. We wanted him to pull out. I wouldn’t be touching him. We were paying the price of a high class prostitute, so he had to be professional.

After a few drinks Annie and I made eye contact for a moment. We both smiled and nodded.

“You ready to go?” I asked Tim.

“I’m always ready to go. That’s what I’m paid for,” he said as we stood up.

When we got to the room, we all kind of stood around looking at each other. To cut through the tension I grabbed Annie and started kissing her deeply. I tried to act relaxed but it was difficult to do in front of a stranger.
Tim didn’t seem to notice. He stood scrolling through his phone. I don’t know if he did it on purpose, but it was a relief to me. He would jump in when he was ready. This took the pressure off a little bit.

Annie and I kissed on the bed. Something felt a little unnatural. I stopped for a moment.

“This feels a bit weird. Maybe we should start with a foot rub?” I suggested.

Annie breathed a sigh of relief. “I was thinking the same thing,” she said. She took off her open-toe sandals and laid down across the bed. Her toenails were painted a dark red and looked absolutely adorable. I grabbed the lotion we had packed and got to work on her feet. After a few minutes, I got up to take off Annie’s pants. She was wearing red panties, the ones that drove me crazy. She took off her shirt and lay facedown on the bed, in nothing but a bra and panties.

I slapped more lotion on my hands and went to work on her thighs. After about ten minutes much of the nervous tension had dissipated. I took off my pants and sat in my boxers, massaging Annie’s thighs. I was starting to get hard. I grabbed her adorable butt cheeks and roughly massaged them. A smile appeared on her face as she lay her head down on the bed.
Tim was getting the message.

He took off his pants. His cock was only semi hard, but still looked huge. He started stroking himself while watching us. After a minute he was fully erect. He walked over to the other side of the bed where Annie’s head was laying. Without a word he put his eight inch cock in my wife’s mouth.

This is it, I thought. A guy has his cock in my wife’s mouth. No going back now. She closed her eyes as she sucked him. I could tell right away she liked it. She didn’t take in his whole cock at first. She took half of it in her mouth and stroked him. She then used both hands to stroke him, while still sucking his cock. It was that big. The look of pleasure on her face turned me on and gave me intense emotions that I cannot even begin to describe. I felt a pang of heart-wrenching jealousy. Here was my wife, enjoying another man’s cock. A bigger one than mine. But I was able to swallow my feelings after seeing how much Annie enjoyed his cock in her mouth.

While rubbing her butt cheeks my finger started slowly grazing her pussy. I could feel how wet she was, and it was driving me crazy. Her panties were soaked. I played with her pussy for a little bit, lightly teasing her.

I’m not sure she even noticed. Tim’s eight inch cock was almost fully down her throat. From my angle I could see the back of her head going back and forth. He stood in front of her with his eyes closed. He put his hands on her head and tilted his head back a little bit. Wow, he’s actually enjoying this, I thought. Or at least putting on a good show. Then I remembered my wife’s cock sucking skills and it was no surprise he was actually enjoying it. A lot. Too much? No, not too much, this is how it’s supposed to go, I told myself.

The thought, I admit, made me a little more competitive. I moved aside her panties and stuck a finger inside of her, and then two. I played around with her wet pussy for a minute, to make sure she was ready.

I moved to climb on top of her. I’ve always loved the feeling of her cute little butt beneath my pelvis. I again moved her panties aside and slid my cock inside of her. She gave out a little gasp, in the brief moment she had taken Tim’s cock out of her mouth. I started fucking her, and she began stroking his cock to the rhythm. I was competing for her pleasure and winning. For now.

The experience of fucking my wife from behind while she sucked another man’s cock was exhilarating. She stroked with one hand while cupping his balls with the other.

Luckily the bed was the right height so that she didn’t have to strain uncomfortably. I watched as he slowly slid his cock in and out of her mouth. Even though it was bigger than what she was used to, she took it like a pro. Tim had his hands on the top of her head, but was not forcing her at all, which I was glad to see. She rarely likes to be mouth-fucked. Especially not with a dick that big.

After a few minutes of thrusting powerfully behind her, I stopped and stood up. I was too close to orgasm and had to calm myself. I watched for another minute as she continued to suck him. She then took the cock out of her mouth and repositioned herself at the foot of the bed.

“I want to keep sucking that dick,” she said. Tim laid down at the foot of the bed with his legs hanging over. Annie bent over and took him back in her mouth. Enraptured by his dick, she continued sucking him sloppily, twisting her hands around it while licking and sucking.

I stood behind her and slid my cock back into her pussy, put my hands on her waist and started thrusting from behind. She spread her legs outward. Her legs were buckling and shaking. I reached my hand from behind her and rubbed her wet pussy lips with my fingers in a V.

As I fucked her I could feel her winding up to an intense orgasm. Her insides swelled around my cock and left a frothy cream. I cupped her tits with my hands while pulling her to me. I continued thrusting from behind while she sucked his cock.

I was tempted to cum but I knew it was too early. I just loved to see her having such a good time. She put her head up and stroked his cock with both hands. “Ohmygod. I’m. Fucking. Cumming. So. Hard,” she managed to yell out to the rhythm of my thrusting.

It wasn’t a voice that I had heard before. Her moaning was louder than usual. She looked different, too. More assertive and confident. In complete control of her sexuality. My wife was fucking two men and loving every second. I watched as she became the slut I always knew was inside of her.

“Tim, lick my fucking pussy,” she said assertively. I was surprised that she was suddenly taking the reins, but it looked good on her. She took his place leaning on the bed as he got up. Tim kneeled down in front of her pussy.

I had a good view of the action, and was rather curious to see how she would react. I was the king of eating her pussy. I had spent so much time with her pussy in my mouth I should have received college credit. But I was excited for her to try something different.

She had a beautiful pussy, and I wanted to see if Tim liked it. Right away I knew he did. A lot.
He put his hands on her inner thighs like he was about to eat a three course meal. He licked her pussy savagely, like he had been starving for weeks. His hands pushed on her thighs and he bobbed his head up and down quickly, almost exaggeratedly. His tongue extended out quite a few inches. He looked like a kid licking a popsicle on a hot day. He would get into a good, consistent rhythm and then rub her clit roughly with his finger. She grabbed his hair and pulled as she moaned and pushed her pussy harder into his face. “Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck,” she moaned.

I could tell she was having the time of her life. I was so transfixed I sat down in a chair by the bed and watched. I played with my cock as I watched this stranger lick my wife’s pussy. The feeling was indescribable. He grabbed her ankles and restrained her as his head stopped bobbing. I could see he was sucking her clit intensely, almost aggressively. She put her hands on his head and shoved his face in harder. I loved when she did that to me, and it looked fucking hot from my vantage point.

After licking her for a while he stood up and grabbed both of her legs to pull her closer to him. He slipped in his cock and began fucking her as I sat on the chair. He started out rough, and I worried for a second that he might be too rough, but she was more than ready. She put her hands on his bare chest as he pounded away. She was biting her lip and moaning. Tim had his hands under her ass, supporting her while she put her feet on his shoulders. She was more acrobatic for him. I felt a tinge of jealousy.

I kneeled on the bed next to her, my hard cock in her face. She started licking the bottom of my cock while rocking up and down on the bed. I don’t even think she really noticed that it was my cock in her mouth, she was so distracted by the major pummeling her pussy was receiving. Her eyes were closed as she began to suck and stroke me with abandon. I watched vigilantly as Tim fucked her, his hands beneath her thighs as he thrusted. She screamed in pleasure. She gripped the bedsheets, trying to grasp onto anything.

“I’m cumming I’m cumming I’m cumming oh my god,” she screamed, losing control of her voice like she was on a roller coaster. I hadn’t ever seen her moaning and screaming this loudly. It was almost like she was performing for us. That thought got me fucking hot. He was probably reaching places inside of her she didn’t even know about. I was pleased to see her enjoying a cock bigger than mine.

After pumping away for a few more minutes Tim withdrew and started stroking his cock. I was worried for a moment that he was about to shoot his cum on my wife. Although I admit I would’ve loved to see that, he backed up a little bit and slowed down his stroke. She lay on the bed breathing heavily. She was very visibly aching for more. I took Tim’s place and told her to get on all fours.

She flipped over and took her position. I slipped in and started pounding right away, trying to compete with what I had just seen. As I fucked her, Tim stood in front of her and slipped his cock in her mouth. She relished his cock as I pounded her from behind. I tried to go as deep inside of her as I could. I watched her sucking Tim’s cock on all fours as I pounded her. It was gratifying in a way I had never experienced in our marriage. I was proud of my girl for taking it like a champ.

I was ready to shoot my load. I had been ready for a long time. I tried to out the thought out of my mind but it was nearly impossible. I withdrew and asked her, out of breath, “Are you ready for that cum?”

“Mmm hmmm” she replied, getting off the bed and getting on her knees on the floor. She waited patiently with a smile on her face.
Tim stood in front of her with his long cock. He gripped his cock as she wrapped her lips around the tip. He stroked a little bit and almost immediately began to pump his cum into her mouth. She gagged and was fighting to take it all.

“I’ve got so much more,” he said as she replied with an eager “Mm hmm.” It seemed like he came in her mouth for a good three minutes. By the end she was taking his whole cock in her mouth. I could see the muscles in her throat swallowing his cum. As he took his cock out there was a mess of cum and saliva dripping from her mouth. She swallowed the last of it as she looked at me hungrily. I was so proud of how sexy she looked swallowing his cum.

It was my turn. I stood in front of her as she grabbed my cock and stuck the tip in her mouth. Semen felt like it was spurting out of me like a fire hose. I watched in amazement as my cock disappeared down her throat. Sometimes she had struggled to take it all but not this time. I drained every last drop in her mouth. She gagged a little as she swallowed.
Her hair was a mess and her cheeks were flushed. Her mascara was running, her lipstick was smeared.

She laid her head back on the bed, worn out and breathing heavily. She looked like the sexiest mess I had ever seen. I wanted to do it to her all over again.

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