I was out with a mate, and he was getting pretty drunk.  Craig asked me to get another round and he would tell me a secret.  I told him he had enough and Sandra his wife would already be pretty mad with him.  He was insistent that he didn’t care and wanted another beer.  I told him it would be his last one.  Then as I sat back down with our beers, I asked what the secret was.  Craig softened his voice and said that he had shared his wife with another man and now his wife won’t let him near her unless he had another man with him.   As he told me this, he started to get hiccups.  Between hiccups he said he hadn’t had sex for nearly three weeks as he couldn’t find anyone else to fuck her.  I said that I couldn’t believe that he couldn’t find anyone that wanted to fuck Sandra as she is gorgeous.  Craig said that it wasn’t that he couldn’t find anyone it was that he didn’t want anyone else fucking her.  He said that he shouldn’t have shared her the first time and that it was his own fault for starting things. 

Then Craig downed his beer in one go and said he wants another.  I could see the barman looking at Craig in disbelief that he had just necked the last beer straight down. Craig staggered to the bar and asked for another.  The barman told him no and that he had enough already.  Craig started to get loud, so I finished my beer and went and grabbed Craig and told him I was taking him home.  Craig didn’t live far from the pub, but it was hard work keeping Craig upright and walking in the right direction.  At Craig’s house all the lights were off, and I rang the bell as Craig couldn’t find his keys.  Sandra answered the door in a dressing gown, and initially accused me of getting him drunk.  I pointed out that he was almost this bad when I got to the pub.  Sandra asked me to get him upstairs.

I had known Craig since secondary school.  He was always a bit of a shy lad, and I was surprised when shortly after leaving school he met and then married Sandra.  It was all rather quick and at first everyone thought he had got her up the duff.  They remained at her mum’s house for a year or so and then found a house of their own that was in need of a good redecoration.  I got to see the house when he had a job he couldn’t do.  At that time, I noticed that Sandra still had her hour glass figure and looks and there were no babies in sight.

Due to having done some work in Craig’s house before I knew where his bedroom was.  As I got to the door, Sandra said, “No, not in there.  Put him in the spare room.”  Then as we staggered through the door, Sandra told me to get him undressed and in bed.  She left me undressing him.  On her return I had him in just a vest and his underpants.  Sandra looked at me as she put a bowl besides the bed.  I told her that I wasn’t into baring other men’s junk.  Sandra laughed and ripped his pants down.  I could see why she wanted more cock.  I know it was completely soft, but it was less than an inch in length and not very thick.  Even if it expanded by four times it was still going to be small.  Sandra roughly pulled his vest off and as she pulled the covers back, I rolled Craig into bed.  Sandra covered him up and turned the lights out as we left the room.

Sandra said that as she was awake, she needed a cup of tea and asked if I needed one.  I told her yes as I followed her back downstairs and into the kitchen.  I sat as Sandra put the kettle on and then reach up for the mugs.  I got a good look at her long shapely legs.  Then she got a spoon from the drawer and a container from the drawer below that.  Sandra groaned and complained that Craig never did anything useful and bent forward to get some teabags from a low cupboard.  As she bent right forward to get the bags, I couldn’t quite see her pussy.  She was quickly up again as she refilled the container and dropped one in each mug.  Then as she bent to replace the rest of the bags in the cupboard, I bent forward to get a better look.

Sandra must have known as she stayed bent over asking, “Are you looking up my dressing gown?”  I told her I was.  As she straightened up, she asked, “Did you like what you saw?”  I told her I did, but I would have to have a much better and longer look to confirm what I saw.  “What did you think you saw?” she asked.  Thinking quickly, I answered, “a lovely pussy that hasn’t seen any action in nearly three weeks.”  Sandra asked how I knew that.  I told her that Craig had told me that he was on rations until he brough another cock home to share her.

Sandra looked me up and down as I sat drinking the tea, she had given me.  Sandra had gone quiet since I had told her that.    I knew what she wanted.  Then I got brave and said, “Would my cock do?”  Sandra said she didn’t know as she hadn’t seen my cock yet.  I stood and undid my trousers and dropped them and my pants to my knees.  I was totally limp, but it was still over three inches long and definitely thicker than Craigs.  Sandra asked how big it got.  I told her between seven and seven and a half inches and a little fatter.  “It’ll do,” Sandra cooed, “follow me,” she ordered.

Minutes later I was in her bedroom and taking my trousers and pants off to join my socks and shoes.  Sandra had already removed her dressing gown and was now stood in a pretty pink nighty that hid very little.  She was even better than I had imagined.  My jacket and T shirt joined the rest of my clothes.   I moved to her and took her in my arms and kissed her.  Initially she froze like a rabbit in the headlights of a car.  Then I heard her mutter, “Sod him,” and her tongue moved with mine around her mouth.  By this time, I had my hands on her shapely arse cheeks and was kneading them a little like dough.  Then as the kiss continued her tongue popped into my mouth for the first time.  Sandra’s hands were on my shoulders, and I took one of her hands off a shoulder and led it to my semi hard cock.

Sandra gasped as her hand wrapped around it.  When the kiss broke, she gasped, “It really is that big.”  I told her that it wasn’t full hard yet and might have just a little more to grow.  I suggested that she might like to suck it and put both of my hands on her shoulders and gently eased her down to the kneeling position.  Her hand never left my cock once.  She just knelt there and looked amazed at it.  I again suggested that she suck it.  I was quickly informed that good girls don’t suck men’s cocks.   I asked her who told her that.  She said the nuns at the convent school she went to.  I was stood there thinking that religion has an awful lot to be blamed for in this life.  There’re nuns telling young girls what they shouldn’t do and priests doing just what they like with both small boys and girls. No wonder it’s a confused world.

I told Sandra to imagine it’s an ice cream and shut her eyes and give it a lick.  I could see her reluctance, but she shut her eyes and put her tongue out.  There was a pause and then she ran the top of my cock across her tongue.  My cock twitched and she opened her eyes.  I told her it wasn’t so bad was it.  She shook her head and to say no and then closed her eyes again.  This time it was a slightly longer lick before her eyes come open again and she looked at it.  I told her we could come back to that another time if she liked.  She was quickly to her feet, but never once took her hand from my cock.  I reached down to the hem of her nighty to pull it off and she finally had to let my cock go as the nighty came off. 

Now totally naked I bent a little to suck one of her gorgeous tits into my mouth as I took the other one in my hand and massaged it.  I heard a small groan escape Sandra’s lip.  Then I swapped tits.  I didn’t want to miss a single piece of this gorgeous creature.  Sandra groaned again a little louder this time.  After several minutes of swapping from one tit to the other I went back to kissing Sandra.  This time her tongue joined in straight away.  I decided that it was time to progress further.  Up till now I hadn’t touched her pussy and had decided to make a real meal of it, so I eased Sandra backwards and onto the bed.  I looked at her pussy with it’s wild untamed bush of pubic hair.  I like a bit of a bush but this one definitely needed a trim.  Something for another day I mused as I moved between her legs.

Sandra looked startled as I eased her legs apart and hooked them over my shoulders.  Then as my tongue located and touched her pussy, she made a startled Ooooh and went rigid.  Then as I took a lick along her pussy to her clitoris, she let out a long Aaaaaaaah.  Her hands had gone to my head presumably to stop me.  Then as my tongue swirled around her clitoris, she made a further Ooooh.  This one was of surprise rather than the startled one from earlier.  The tenseness had relaxed a little as I worked her sweet pussy with my tongue.  Her previously tight pussy lips had now peeled open like the petals of a flower in the sun.  I now had full access not only to her crack and prominent clitoris, but also her hot wet pussy hole.  Between licks I started to dip my tongue into her sweet hole.  Her fingers were tightly holding my hair but no longer to pull me away from her pussy, but instead to keep me there.  Not that I wanted to go anywhere for a while at least. 

Then suddenly her breathing was more like panting and she had started to drum her heel on the back of my shoulders.  Then she stiffened again as I continued to lick at her honey pot, and she let out a long loud Oooooooh.  Then she went totally limp.  I licked for another minute or two and then she spoke and asked me to stop, as it was far too sensitive now.  It was time for me to have my way with her and I asked her what position she liked as I made my way up the bed.   Sandra looked confused at me.  I was in no mood to give explanations to her at this time as all I wanted and needed was to get my cock in that sweet pussy of hers.

I parted her legs and climbed between them.  Sandra opened them willingly as I took aim and slipped the first few inches into her tight pussy.  “Oh my god.  It’s so big,” she exclaimed.  I thought that she must have only fucked midgets, then thinking about Craig in the next room and his mate he shared her with that might even be true.  I eased back and then slid more in that caused a panting sound from Sandra.  There was a further five pants as I slid the rest slowly in her pussy.  Sandra’s arms and legs had curled around me to encase and keep me in her.  I could see her face was totally contorted as she tried to cope with my cock in her.  I held still form a while allowing her time to get used to my cock.  Her eyes which up till now had been tightly shut, suddenly opened.  “Is it fully in?” she asked.  I told her it was.  “Thank god for that,” she replied, “I don’t think I could have taken any more in me.”

With that I started to make a circular action with my hips.  Sandra’s arms tightened on me as she let out a long Ooooh and expelled all her air before gasping another breath in.  Then I started with short strokes making sure that she had the full length on each stroke.  I had barely got started and she was shaking violently, and her eyes had rolled back in her head.  I had never heard of death by cock, but for a split second wondered if she had gone into an epileptic fit or worse.  Then she expelled another lung full of air and after gasping another in, she gasped that it felt bloody great.  Now I knew she was ok.  She had probably experienced an orgasm.   I started to give her longer and longer strokes until I was almost out of her before lunging back in.  She had moved both of her hands and placed them on my arse cheeks and trying to help me fuck her.

Sandra was suddenly shouting at me not to stop and do it harder, and as I upped my rate she was gelling Yes, yes, yes.   Then she was shaking from head to toe as she plunged into a great orgasm and took me with her.  It was only ten minutes later when I rolled off her that I realised that I had come deep in her pussy and had no idea if she was protected.  I told her I was sorry that I came in her.  Sandra smiled like a cat that just got the cream and said, “I know.  Thank you.  It was fantastic.”  She bent forward and kissed me.  Her hand went down and held my cock.  “That’s a shame it’s gone soft,” she told me.

I told her, given a half an hour, and some encouragement from her and she could have it hard again.  She cuddled into me still holding onto my cock.  She told me that she had never experienced anything like that.  I asked what part.  She said just about all of it.  She elaborated that she had never sucked or licked a cock.  No man had ever licked or sucked her pussy and no man had ever fucked her so deep or so hard.  Then she added or so good.

I couldn’t believe that Craig had never enlightened her to the joys of oral sex.  What was he playing at?   Over the next thirty minutes I learnt that in the five years they had been married he had only ever fucked her in the missionary position and in bed and had never used oral sex with her.  I told her that was all about to change.  I could already see excitement in her eyes.  I was ready to get hard again and told Sandra her first task was to learn to suck cock if she wanted her pussy sucked again.  She was still a little apprehensive but slowly allowed my cock into her mouth.  Then realising it was enjoyable she started to suck quite hard, knowing it was her mouth causing my cock to grow she tried hard to suck it all in.  She couldn’t to it but did pretty well for her first time. 

In fact, I had to stop her as her pretty amateurish attempt at sucking me, had me getting too excited.  Pulling away I asked if she wanted her pussy licked and sucked.  I think she did, as she squealed yes and rolled onto her back and opened her own legs wide for me.  Her pussy wasn’t anywhere near as neat and tight as the first time I went down on it and in fact I could see some of my own cum as I stated to lick and suck her pussy.  Sandra was groaning again, and her hands were back in my hair.  I felt her shaking a couple of times as I licked and sucked her pussy.  Later she told me that she had two more small climaxes.  Then it was Sandra that wanted me to fuck her.  How did I know?  She was almost shouting, “Fuck me, fuck me.”

I told her to get into the doggy position and she looked at me confused and I had to tell her to get on her hands and knees.  Sandra moved quickly to comply and then I was behind her feeding my hard cock back into what still felt like a tight pussy.  Sandra let out a large ooooh and then an Aaaah as my cock penetrated her and then hit her deepest  depths.  Then it was almost a constant groan as I plunged in and out.  I was beginning to get close to coming and then Sandra was gasping and collapsed flat on the bed gasping and groaning and her body was twitching.  My poor cock hadn’t got there, and I lowered myself and tried to slip it back in her pussy.  It was tight and twitching as my cock broke back in.  The twitching alone had me coming and I wasn’t that deep.  As I finished coming, I rolled away and lay next to her.  Sandra was still gasping, and I watched her as she slowly regained control.

She turned and smiled at me and then kissed me.  After the kiss she told me that it was even better than the first time.  She rolled to me to cuddle up to me, and as she put her leg over mine, I could feel our juices seeping from her pussy onto my leg.  The next thing she said was, “When can we do it again?”  I told her that it would be several hours before I could do it again.  We dozed and I think I went right off to sleep.  I was woken to find it was really dark.  For a split moment I wondered where I was and then Sandra’s lips closed around my cock, and it all came flooding back, as did my erection.

Once I was really hard again Sandra asked me what was next.  I asked her did she want her pussy licked again.  Sandra said, “no, just fuck me.  Please fuck me.”  The last time sounded more like a pleading request.  I had her roll on her side facing me and opened her legs to let me get between them and then slipped an arm under her and the other over her, so we were hugged together.  I kissed Sandra and she kissed back as I moved my hips to try to get back in her pussy.  It missed quite a few times and either slipped up her arse crack or up her pussy between us.  On one attempt it almost went into her arse.  Sandra gave out a startled oooh.  I told her not to worry we would save that for another time.  Two stabs later and it went back in her pussy and Sandra gave out a loud Ooooh and said that it felt good.

Then as I rocked my hips, she did the same, and now she was fucking me almost as much as I was fucking her.  It was a long intimate fuck as we cuddled and kissed and fucked.  Eventually her pussy clamped down on my cock as Sandra groaned and shock.  My cock was spraying whatever was left in my balls into her pussy.  After we had both come and recovered, we just lay locked together for some considerable time.  Eventually I was getting cramp in my arm and Sandra said she had cramp in the leg I was on, so we rolled apart.  Sandra asked when would I

 be ready again.  She had clearly got a taste for this, but I had to tell her that three times in one day was the best I had ever managed.  Plus, I told her that I needed to go home to tend to my poor dog. 

Reluctantly she put on a bedside lamp for me to find my clothes and dress.  Sandra slipped into her dressing gown as I dressed.  Then we were at the front door, and I had a kiss and grope of her tits and wet pussy before she opened the door for me.  She asked when I was coming back.  I asked, when did she want me to come back.  Sandra quickly answered saying tomorrow.  One final kiss and I was on my way home.   My poor dog was busting for a run out into the garden for a pee.  Then after locking up, I crashed into bed feeling totally fucked in more ways than one.  When I woke it was late morning and my dog was barking.  He was desperate to get out again.  Early afternoon I decided to go back to Craig’s house and see how the lands lie.

Craig let me in.  He was brighter than I had expected.  Sandra was still in her dressing gown and was dozing on the sofa.  She perked up the moment she heard my voice.  Craig pulled me through to the kitchen out of Sandra’s hearing.  “I don’t know what you did mate, but it worked,” he told me excitedly, “whatever you said to her worked.  She wasn’t in a bad mood with me and even let me fuck her,” he informed me.  Then he asked, “What did you say?”  I told him it wasn’t what I said, more likely what I did.  For a moment Craig looked confused.  “I fucked her,” I told him. Now he looked surprised.  “Well, you told me that she wouldn’t fuck you unless she got more cock.  So I gave her more cock,” I told him.   Craig asked why I was there now, and I told him that Sandra had wanted me to come back today to fuck her some more.

Craig had a strange look on his face and seemed to be speechless. I walked out the kitchen and into the lounge.  Sandra was now sat upright when I told her that I was there to fuck her again.  Sandra also had a mixed message in her face.  I could see the excitement under a worried look.  I sat next to her and started to kiss her.  We were joined by Craig who stood in the doorway and just watched as we kissed.   I reached into her dressing gown and copped a feel of her warm tits.  Sandra hadn’t bothered with her nighty and was naked underneath it.   Already Sandra was beginning to groan, and the groans got louder as my hand went down and stroked her furry patch and along her crack.  Sandra automatically opened her legs for me.  I slipped off the sofa and kneeling on the floor parted her dressing gown to look straight at her pussy. 

Sandra’s pussy lips had close again, even after her hard nights shagging.  I bent and licked at her pussy.  The gasp that came from Craig was louder than that from Sandra.  Well, she did know what was coming now.  Craig moved a bit closer to watch and see what I was doing to his wife that had her groaning and Ooooh ing and Aaaah ing.    As I licked and fingered her, I released my cock which was already feeling uncomfortable trapped in my pants.  I heard the loud Oooh from Craig as Sandra asked me to fuck her. It was the sound of a surprised husband knowing what his wife was about to get.   If that one was loud the next one was even louder when he saw my seven inches stuck straight out in front of me.

I slipped out of my clothes and bent Sandra over the arm of the sofa with her arse in the air  and with her knees on the first cushion.  With one foot on the sofa and the other on the floor I slowly eased my cock into Sandra’s pussy.  This time Sandra’s Ooooh was louder than Craigs.  Then Craig looked shocked as his wife started to rock back and forth on my cock making sure she got its full length on each thrust.  I took hold of Sandra’s hips and started to do the plunging for her.   I was really giving Sandra’s pussy a good work out.  I heard Craig say to Sandra, “Oh my god.  Doesn’t that hurt.”  Sandra between gasps told him it felt fantastic.  Then her shaking started and she started to collapse.  I held her up by her hips and just kept banging away at her pussy as I blasted a bit more cum in her.

I staggered to an armchair as Sandra just lay where I left her.  Craig moved closer still and commented that I had broken her.  He was referring to the fact that her pussy was still gaping wide open and a little bit of cum was running back out.  Craig caught it in his hand and looked around wondering what to do with it.  I told him to suck and lick it up and then lick Sandra’s pussy clean.  I had to tell him a second time before pulling a face and did as he was told and licked his hand clean.  Now her pussy I told him.   With the same face pulling, tentatively at first, licked her pussy.  He was soon getting into it, the more he did it the more he seemed to be enjoying it.  Then Sandra’s moans started again and that surprised him but spurred him on.  I couldn’t believe that I was getting hard again already. 

I hadn’t seen Craig free his cock.  Then he was suddenly on top of Sandra and stabbing at her pussy with his small cock.  He groaned as it went in and about a dozen thrusts, he was groaning again.  Then he was moving away and staggering to the other armchair.  His little four-inch cock was already shrinking.  Sandra looked at me as if to say was that it.   I took the four paces between the chair I was in and the sofa and sat next to Sandra. At first, I pulled her up to the sitting position and then onto my lap facing me.  My cock found its target with one movement.  Sandra groaned as it penetrated her and slowly filled her pussy.

I reached for her arse cheeks to get her to start bobbing up and down on my cock.  As she did, I was sucking one and then the other tit into my mouth for a good chewing.  Sandra was now getting quite noisy as she enjoyed the fucking she was getting.  I noticed that Craig was now in the doggy position on the floor, watching my cock moving in his wife’s pussy.  I left a love bite on one of Sandra’s tits as a reminder for Craig and then I had her bend her head down so we could kiss.  It was a good tongue twisting kiss.  Sandra started shaking again and later told me it was a small climax.  When I was ready, I had Sandra turn around and face Craig and sit back down on my cock.  Sandra steered it back into her own pussy and rode in reverse cowgirl.  I was a bit surprise when Craig without asking started to lick Sandra’s pussy for her as she rode my cock.  I could sometimes feel his chin on my balls as he lapped at Sandra’s pussy. 

Then Sandra was trembling again, and she was wailing as she went through what she later told me was her best come ever.  Then I came, not that I could have had anything left to shoot in her.  Craig was still lapping at Sandra’s pussy when I felt my limp cock slip from Sandra’s pussy.  Craig was still lapping at her pussy for some while.  Then he suddenly lifted my limp cock and licked it clean.  Then he crawled back to his armchair and sat looking at us.

Sandra lay there for some while before she stood and took her dressing gown with her and left the room.  It was several more minutes before Craig said, “Gosh you really fucked her.”  I told her that I had, and I would be back many more times in the future to fuck her some more.  A smile combined with anguish spread across Craigs face.  I got dressed before Sandra returned with her dressing gown on and done up.  She asked me to leave saying that she had a lot to speak with Craig about.  At the front door I got another kiss and grope before leaving.

That was sixteen years ago, and I still see Sandra once or twice a week, except holiday times, when she goes with me and spends the fortnight in bed with me.  Craig sometimes goes with us but has his own room.  We allow him to join us when we make love and Sandra sometimes lets him have a turn.  It is always a very quick shag before he returns to his room.  Craig nearly always cleans Sandra up after I have come in her and occasionally cleans me up as well.  I was a bit stunned when Sandra told me that she had never used contraception all the time I had been shagging her.  Fortunately, she never missed a single period, and never got pregnant.  It wasn’t something I wanted or really thought that much about but was surprised that Craig would have liked her pregnant.

The other good news is Sandra had been shagged in every room of their house, the garage and the garden.  On holidays I have shagged her on many beaches and in more than a few clubs in the dark.   She had gone form a sexually frustrated and naive woman to a full liberated sex hungry woman that knows what she likes and how she’s going to get it.  I’m pretty sure that Craig not only knows his role in this relationship, but actually enjoys it as nobody has to tell him to do anything he just does it without any coercion.

It’s worked out well for all three of us.