My wife Julie is hot. We are a young couple, recently married and enjoy going to the gym and keeping fit in general. She has a great body with a shapely bum and pert tits. I love seeing her being ogled and chatted up by other men, but only recently we had chatted about taking that to the next level.

Julie and I had discussed fantasies openly for years but had never really acted on them all. Something about seeing her with another man turned me on, the thought of it anyway. It was something that dominated our dirty talk at night. I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about it in reality. We were about to find out…

It was a Saturday night and we had already planned the night, discussed what we were both comfortable with. It still seemed a bit odd and my heart thumped as we headed into the city. Julie was wearing a tight dress that left little to the imagination. She was still tanned from a recently holiday and already drawing looks on the train. The admiring glances excited me.

We sat in the first bar chatting away, I looked her up and down several times and took her all in, she smiled playfully. She had that look in her eye that turned me on instantly, she was reserved but a handful when her naughty side came out.

Having had no experience of this kind of thing and not knowing where to look, we decided to go out to have a few drinks to see where the night went. Julie was good looking and wasn’t a stranger to male attention. We decided that if she got chatting to someone at the bar and we both were comfortable, we’d go for it tonight.

A few drinks in, I was still nervous. I really wasn’t sure what to expect but I allowed myself to drift off occasionally to think of what was potentially in store. As my mind wandered I felt the throb only that kind of excitement brings. I knew it was the right thing to do. I winked at Julie and gave her a kiss as she walked up to the bar. The place was busy and I lost her in a sea of bodies for a period of time but managed to spot her at the bar. I left my seat to find a spot at the opposite side of the bar where I could watch.

Julie ordered a cocktail and stood waiting for it to arrive. At the same time, a guy walks over, stands next to Julie and tries to catch the barman’s attention. As he waits, he takes in all of Julie’s tight dress. Taking time to size up her well shaped bum. It wasn’t exactly subtle. Julie was self aware, she knew what her assets were and from the look in her eye, I could tell she was aware of the guys presence.

The guy was tall, athletic looking with nice teeth and dark hair. He was dressed well. Pretty much Julie’s type to a tee. I knew where this was going…

The barman returned with Julie’s cocktail and placed it in front of her. The guy standing next to her made eye contact with the barman, the music was loud so I could only lip read…‘I’ll get this one’ he said. Julie turned to look at him and said thanks, giving him a little smile. He smiled back and ordered a beer.

I was fucked now I thought to myself as I sipped my beer at the other side of the bar. There was no turning back. I had a feeling in the pit of my stomach, fear or excitement, I couldn’t decide. The adrenaline was definitely pumping!

They continued talking, speaking for about 15 minutes. Small talk turned into flirting, they both appeared to be enjoying each others company. The bar was loud and every so often he would lean in to speak, as he done so his would reach out to hold Julie’s hip, causing them to come together slightly. My heart was racing as I sat watching. The thrill of watching another man chat my wife up was sensational.

The guy ordered more drinks and they continued chatting. Julie was laughing, her playful side was definitely coming out. Her eyes and body language began to change, I could sense that she was becoming turned on by his chat. By this time I had tunnel vision, I had no idea what was going on around me, I was watching them intently, every single movement seen and analysed.

I could see them both getting a bit tipsy and soon the body language suggested something sexual. Each time he leaned in to speak, he pulled her closer. His hand, that had started the night on her hip, had now drifted round to her bum. She made no attempt to pull away, pressing herself against him each time they spoke. My cock was already throbbing at the prospect of it all, it was actually becoming uncomfortable and probably time for me to leave as I became conscious of staring too much. Just as I thought that, the guy left and walked in the direction of the toilet. Julie turned to face me, she gave me a wink to signal it was time to go, just as we had agreed. By now she was good to go, her face was flush and she was just on the right side of drunk. Her tits were sitting well in her tight dress with her nipples clearly visible through the fabric, a sure sign that she was aroused. I finished my drink and headed off before the guy got back from the toilet.

I sat in the taxi on the way home imagining what was going on in the other taxi. I was still nervous but more excited than anything else. I’d thought about this for years, finally tonight I’d get to see it in practice. By the time I got home I’d been obsessing for over 30 minutes, playing scenarios out in my head. My cock was still rock solid, it had been for well over an hour now.

I got into the house and locked the door behind me. Hurriedly, I ran upstairs to set myself up. My jeans off, allowing at least some freedom for my throbbing member.

I switched the bedside light on, it illuminated the room just enough. After all, I wouldn’t see anything if the room was in total darkness. Our room had a large bed with a couch at the bottom. Opposite that was a walk in wardrobe that was the perfect hiding place. I opened the door, closing it behind me, leaving a small gap, just big enough to see out. The light in the room fell on the other side so I was confident enough my hiding place was dark enough. The room was deathly silent, I could hear my heart thumping in my chest as I stroked my cock in anticipation.

Suddenly, the unmistakable click of the door opening. I hear giggling as the door closes. One by one they climb the stairs and open the bedroom door. I can see everything from the small opening in the wardrobe door. They sit on the couch, I’m literally 3 feet away as they begin to kiss. My wife, right in front of me kissing another man! They sit side by side, his muscular arm reaches over and he twists his torso to kiss Julie straight on. His hand rests on the crease of her dress between her hips and her bum, they continue to kiss passionately as the sound of wet lips and tongues meeting fills the room. The guys hand begins to wander, slowly working his way to Julie’s breasts, her nipples still visible through her dress. Julie loved her tits being played with, her nipples were sensitive and she’s often come from nipple play alone. He began to cup her breast as she arched her back, almost relieved at the intimate touch. Julie broke away from the passionate kissing to remove the top half of her dress, exposing her pert tits. Her nipples were standing on end, begging to be sucked. The guy obliged, burying his head. Julie groaned as he played with her nipple with his tongue. I was still watching through the opening in the wardrobe door, mesmerised. Julie fixed her gaze on me as the guy continued to sensually kiss her nipple. Our eyes met for 5 seconds as she smiled and winked, driving me wild. My hand had grabbed my cock a long time ago and I stroked my shaft slowly. I could feel the pressure building.

Julie was clearly having a great time. My initial fears had completely disappeared, replaced by feelings of total arousal. My wife being fondled and teased in front of me by a stranger. I became almost breathless in the wardrobe, trying to control myself. I wanted to burst through the door to join in, my cock was willing me to but it was too much fun watching.

Julie allowed the guy to flick and suck her nipple for a little longer, she was visibly gagging for it. Her legs spread open gradually and the guys hand worked it’s way down the curve in her body, arriving at the bottom of her dress which had rode its way up her leg, barely covering the lining of her knickers. Julie’s head was tilted back, her eyes facing the roof. The guys hand slid up her dress and tugged at her red panties, specifically bought for the occasion. Julie needed no encouragement and arched her back causing her bum to lift off the couch. She opened her legs wide, allowing him in between. In one swift movement he skilfully slipped her panties off, discarding them on the floor near me. The sound of my wife’s underwear hitting the carpet aroused me, knowing they were soaking wet. The dim lighting allowed me to see the red inside lining had almost turned maroon from some of Julie’s juice.

Facing me now was my wife facing the ceiling, arched back and legs spread wide. Her tits were fully exposed. They guy was now on his knees on the floor facing away from me but taking in Julie’s stomach with his mouth. Each kiss was coupled with a gentle lift of her dress, exposing more inner thigh, her wet pussy now just becoming visible. Julie’s dress had now become nothing more than a slim piece of material covering her lower stomach and hip. Her clean shaven pussy now on show to the stranger she’d met only a few hours ago.

Julie was at the mercy of the guys touch and kiss. She was drunk on his foreplay, completely oblivious of my presence now. Totally consumed in the moment. The guy slowly moved his head past the material that used to be a dress, sitting in Julie’s hip. He grabbed her legs tightly at the top of her hamstrings and plunged his face deep into Julie’s cunt. ‘UGGGHHHHH’ Julie moaned as he licked and sucked every inch of her pussy, pushing her legs higher gradually. Julie had managed to compose herself slight to sit up, watching every movement of the guys tongue. He looked up every so often to make sure his work was being enjoyed and each time he was met with a smile and a soft bite of Julie’s lip. She grabbed his hair driving his face into her inner thigh. Through Julie’s groaning I could hear the sound of a wet tongue meeting a wet pussy. Slapping together in tandem. I was mesmerised by my view, my heart pounded and my cock was stiff.

Julie grabbed his hair tugging his head up from between her legs. He was still on his knees but stood to lift Julie up from the couch. He bent down, removing the scrunched up dress from her midriff causing her to be completed naked. He pulled his T-shirt over his head unveiling a muscular physique (from what I could see from behind) Julie stepped out off her dress that was lying in a heap on the floor. She leaned in to kiss, pressing her tits against his body. She began fiddling with his belt eagerly trying to undo it. As they kissed, Julie had turned which caused them to be pressed against each other, side on to my view. I had been dying for a better view.

The guy reached down mid kiss. Cupping the crease of her bum, almost lifting her off her feet. She was enjoying his kiss, exhaling every so often to break the tension. She unclipped his belt and tugged on his zip. His jeans fell to the ground, he pressed his white boxers close against the naked skin of Julie as he continued to grab her bum aggressively, working his fingers near her pussy opening.

The side on view was much better. Both of them oblivious to my presence. I was still able to see it all through the small gap in the door…breathless viewing. I was obsessed.

The guy and my wife were dangerously close to me. I stopped stroking my cock as I thought the slosh of my pre cum was become too loud.

Julie softly broke her knees to kneel on the floor. She pulled his pristine white boxers down simultaneously, revealing a strong, girthy cock. Smaller than mine but slightly wider. I’d never seen my wife suck another man’s cock but she allowed it into her mouth as though it was perfectly natural. She gagged slightly to begin with but stroked back and forward as he entered her mouth. He grabbed her hair, as she had already grabbed his. He wasn’t aggressive but began to assert his authority, making it clear he was in charge. He scrunched her hair in a ball at the back of her head, allowing himself, and me, a better view of the sloppy blowjob. Julie looked up and their eyes met. ‘Mhhmmmm, good girl’ he moaned. It dawned on me that it was the first I’d heard him speak. Julie was visibly encouraged by the praise and allowed her hands to explore his shaven balls and toned torso. She gagged on every 4/5th strike, a noise that still gets me brick hard when I close my eyes and think about it.

The guy grabbed her hair to pull Julie to her feet again. They began kissing again, her mouth no doubt tasting of his cock, his face no doubt still covered in my juice from my wives cunt. Her tits were tight against him and her hands grabbed his arse.

Julie spun him around, letting him sit on the couch facing me in the wardrobe. The room was dark, but lit enough for me still to watch closely. She knew I was still mesmerised and gave me a show. She turned to face me, stuck her arse out, allowing him to support her slowly down onto his erect cock. Her clit was swollen beyond recognition and her pussy opened as the head of his cock slowly entered. I had a perfect view to see it face on.

I had to compose myself for a second. Reminding myself that another man’s cock was entering Julie. I became conscious that I was close to climax and stopped myself from playing with myself. They carried on.

She moaned deeply as he entered and slowly bounced up and down on his cock. I could see every inch of him sliding in and out of her. Her eyes closed and she picked up the pace, he supported her Rhythm using his hands at either side of her hips.

They were now in full flow. The sound of wet flesh slapping together filled the room. Both of them groaning and moaning together. Julie was soaking, I could tell from the noise of her riding. She was bent forward slightly, her tits dangled in front of me, almost teasing. She had reached back to part her cheeks, his view must have been great. He was now completely hidden from me because of Julie’s position so I edged closer to the door to enhance my view. Her tits bounced slightly as she rocked on his cock.

Julie slowed her pace and lent back, allowing her back to rest on his chest. He was deep inside her and all I could see was his balls resting against her pussy lips. She gently rocked on him and moaned softly. His hands moved from her hip to support her tits. He softly caressed them as she lifted her arms, placing them on his head behind hers. I slid back slightly in the wardrobe as his face appeared behind hers. Her eyes were closed, he nuzzled into her neck, nibbling on her ear as his mouth passed. He continued to fondle her tits as Julie slid off his cock and stood in front me me. She turned to walk past the couch and jumped on the bed. Leaving him alone on the couch. It’s the first time I get to see him full frontal. He’s a muscular guy with a clean shaven cock and a strong upper body. I could see why Julie was attracted to him. His cock glistened in the light, covered in her cum.

He got up from the couch to join Julie in our bed. She was lying with her head on the pillow, legs spread wide, playing with herself. He climbed in between and they started to kiss. All I could see now was Julie’s legs spread wide apart and the guys bum and back lying on top. He had his hands placed at either side of her head, her right hand grabbed his bum and from what I could see, her left hand worked his shaft. They were grinding with each other, gasping for breath. Julie loosened her grip on his arse and brought her right in between his legs. She shuffled around and guided his stiff cock into her wet pussy. She exhaled loudly as he battered his cock inside. He rocked his hips back and forth, the sound of flesh slapping together started again. It seemed to get louder as the pace picked up.  He rocked back onto his knees, Julie rested her ankles on his shoulder. I noticed that he had become more aggressive with each pump of his hips. Julie loved it. Her groans had now become grunts and high pitched screams. Each pump caused her thighs and arsed to ripple with pleasure. My view wasn’t great but I could see every opening of her lips as she accepted his strong cock. He grabbed her ankles and kept in a steady and strong rhythm, pumping away with authority. She shuffled her bum down slightly, allowing his cock to be buried deeper. ‘FUCK ME’ Julie shouted in a high pitched tone. Something I’d never heard her say to me. What a turn on. Watching her being fucked was almost better than doing it myself.

My cock was covered in pre cum, my wank was becoming sloppy and noisy. Luckily the pounding he was giving Julie drowned out my pathetic wank in the wardrobe.

They continued to fuck, they weren’t having sex now, they were fucking! Their mouths close to each other, kissing passionately but stopping every so often to catch their breath. Julie was close to exploding, the tone in her moans told me it wasn’t far away.

The guy eased off and and slipped his cock out. He dragged Julie up in to her knees. Not overly aggressive but he took control just enough.

Julie loved being fucked doggy style, I loved fucking her doggy style and she ALWAYS came hard.

They had turned on the bed and were side on to me, perfect view. Julie was on her knees and stretched out, arching her back and lifting her chin slightly. She stuck her bum out presenting her cunt to the guy. He slid his shaft back with his right hand and parted her bum cheeks with his left. He slipped his cock into Julie. She groaned as he did so and he called her a dirty little slut. She was behaving like a dirty slut and it was amazing viewing.

They guy grabbed her hips to steady himself and thrusted deep into her. His thighs slapped against her bum as he pummelled away. Julie grabbed the duvet on the bed for support, her upper body being thrown around by his power.

I was so busy watching that I became oblivious to my own climax. I couldn’t hold it any longer and groaned in the wardrobe as I came hard. I closed my eyes for a second orgasm rippled through me. I opened my eyes in a panic, thinking he must have heard. My groans had been drowned out by him fucking my wife. No hint that either of them even thought I was there!

They continued fucking, bodies moving in tandem. Each thrust of his hips met with a push back of Julie’s bum, causing him to go deep. Julie’s tits gently rocked back and forth. The groans and moans got louder as they both seemingly were reaching climax. Julie flicked her head back causing her hair to flow down her back. The guy slowly moved his left hand from her hips and grabbed hold of her hair tightly. Julie’s chin rose and her head titled back. He was fully in control. He slapped his thighs into her arse, she moaned louder and louder and finally let out an animalistic growl as she came hard. Her back arch weakened and her knees almost gave way, supported only by the guys tight grip.

Aroused by her orgasm, the guys thrust quickened. He groaned deeply as he tugged on Julie’s hair. His heightened state caused him to shout ‘I’M CUMING’ He made no effort to withdraw, he continued banging away as Julie replied ‘CUM IN ME’ This was not in the plan but fuck me it was a turn on. Who was I to stop it now?

He came inside Julie with one last thrust, Julie folded onto the mattress and he collapsed onto his side. After a few moments, Julie got onto her knees, turned to face him, her pussy and arse were in the air as she bent over to give him a kiss. His cum dripped from her battered pussy lips onto the bed. He slapped her arse, almost as though he was congratulating her on a job well done.

Our first but not our last!