I suppose what happened was my own fault. My wife Jayne and I have a great relationship, we were friends for years before we became lovers and when we married it was all my dreams come true. Married to the hottest woman I’d ever met, a woman who is amazing in the bedroom and who is also my best friend. I’d known her for a couple of years as a workmate and friend, before finally getting to sleep with her. We dated for another couple of years before getting married. We’ve now been married just over 3 years and I’ve loved every minute. Jayne is a bit younger than me, I’m 38, while she’ll be 30 this year. We’ve never had kids and her body is still as tight and firm as when I first stripped her and pushed my cock into that luscious, shaven pussy. She’s always attracted a lot of male attention and when you look at her it’s hardly surprising. She’s 5’5, slim, has a beautiful, sweet face, innocent looking big, blue eyes, with shoulder length blond hair, slim hips and a peachy bum and boobs that look just a bit to big for her slim frame. Added to that she’s chatty, open and will engage with anyone. She has that wonderful habit of making everyone she speaks with feel special. In the bedroom I was far from her first partner. She’s told me about 6 other men who fucked her before me and that doesn’t include men she’s only given blow jobs too or wanked off. The 6 included a couple of one night stands and a six month affair with a married, black guy as well as her other previous boyfriends. She loves sex and talking about it almost as much as doing it. She was the first woman I ever had anal sex with, but I wasn’t the first or even second into her bum. She loves to see my sperm and will happily swallow it or take it over her face, or tits. The only thing she doesn't really like is me cumming inside her. We’ve always loved discussing our fantasy’s, even the one’s we know that we’ll never do. Although the only thing she’s ever outright said no to, is sex with another woman. It was in bed one night that things really started. We’d been out with a few friends and my friend John had been hitting on Jayne all night without her realising it. I was teasing her about this as we cuddled in bed. Her firm body already having its usual effect on my cock. “You should have told me then I could have played along.” Jayne said. “He should know better, after all he’s a married man.” I replied. As she stroked my cock Jayne replied, “Well he wouldn’t be the first married man I’ve fucked, would he?” Just for a moment the thought of Jayne and John fucking, flashed across my brain. Its always turned me on hearing about her previous partners. Something inside me has always loved hearing her talk about sex with other men. It’s my biggest turn on and it always makes me want her even more. The though of her and John fucking, wasn’t as unpleasant a thought as perhaps it should have been and that was why I asked, “So would you like to shag him?” “Maybe, he is quite fit. But honestly, there are others among your mates I’d do first.” She teased. “Oh yeah, like who?” I pushed. She pondered this, biting her bottom lip as she thought then she said, “Well, Ian is pretty hot, Sean is always fun, I’ve always thought Richard could be interesting, after all his wife always looks so happy...Mmm..maybe Keith too.” “So you’d like to fuck four of my mate’s? You tart!” I said, smiling to show I was teasing. “Five, don’t forget John.” She said, teasing me right back. I lay back smiling to myself at the thought of what she’d just said. She was teasing me of course but was there some truth in what she was saying? Did she want to have sex with other men? With my friends even? She was gently pulling on my cock now. A sure sign that she was horny and wanted sex. Was the idea of fucking my friends turning her on? It was certainly turning me on, that was for sure. And the more I thought about it the more it turned me on. In my defense that’s probable why I carried on talking instead of just fucking her right away, like I should have done. “There’s no way you could do it, they are all married except for Keith and he’s all loved up with his new girlfriend.” I said. She straddled me and pushed my cock inside her. She was very hot and very wet. This idea WAS turning her on! “I could have all five if I wanted, I bet their gagging for me” She said, as she started riding my prick. “I’m not so sure. I agree they all fancy you, probably even wank as they think about you, but risk their marriages just to fuck you?” “Aren’t I worth it!” She demanded and she had a point, she was easily the prettiest of the wives and girlfriends. “Well I think you are, but I can’t speak for them.” I replied weakly. “I see them looking, I see what they want!” She said, grinding her pussy into me and getting my cock as deep into her as she could. “None of them want you, need you like I do.” I gasped “I bet they do!” She said, fast approaching her climax. “I bet they want you but I’d bet they don’t have the nerve.” I said. “Your on!” She said. Moments later she was yelling as she orgasmed and she rolled onto her back and asked me to finish on her tits. After we’d cleaned up I asked what she’d meant by “Your on”. “The bet.” she said, “I bet I can have all five of them within say…..a month.” “And what do I get if you can’t?” I asked. Instantly regretting that I was showing her that I was obviously entertaining the idea. “I’ll invite my friend Anita to join us in bed for the weekend.” She said. Well that had my interest! “And if I lose?” I said, with some trepidation. “I’ll invite the best of them to join us in bed.” She said with a satisfied smile. I fancied the arse off Anita, a tall voluptuous, Italian girl we knew. Famously known as being bisexual by us and our friends, although none of us had, had the pleasure of finding out it this was true. There was also part of me that wanted her to do it, to fuck my friends. Maybe show them just once what I got all the time. Also a part of me that wanted to hear about what she’d done with them as she and I fucked later. I lay thinking and perhaps I should have mulled it for longer, maybe slept on it. But the thought of Anita or five new bedroom stories for Jayne and I to use just sort of won me over. I’m just easy I guess. Finally I lent up on my arm and looked her in the eye and said, “OK. But here are the rules. One, there must be proof that you’ve had them, or how would I know? Two, none of them get you for a second time, unless you win of course. Three, you must tell me everything and answer any questions I ask. Fourth you have 30 days as from tomorrow morning. And finally. If either of us wants to call a halt to this, we can. We only do this if you really want to do it and neither of us can use it against the other, once its started. Agreed?” So if she did start this, she’d be admitting she was doing it because she wanted to do it. She could never say I’d made her do it. No matter how much I liked the idea. She kissed me and told me I was the best man she’d ever known. “Well what we have is love, with someone else its just sex.” I said, justifying it to myself as much as her. “I love you, your fucking amazing!” She said. Part of me thought that this was a joke or a test on her behalf and when almost a week went by I was beginning to think that this was the case. Then one night after work she suggested an early night. She told me to go to bed and brought a bottle of wine and two glassed. Then she disappeared. When she came back she was wearing a very short mini skirt, and a white low cut top that could barely hold her tits in. The material was so thin you could easily tell she wasn’t wearing a bra and just make out her aureoles and her nipples poking at the thin material. Truthfully, she might as well not have been wearing it. “It was Sean’s day off today and as Deb (his wife) was working, I popped to see him. Dressed like this.” I looked her up and down, God, her tits were on show! Sean was a good friend, one of my oldest friends and he’d been married to Deb for over 10 years. I’d have trusted him with anything, even my wife. Had he really done what she wanted? Had he fucked my wife and cheated on his own? “Did he like what he saw?” Was all I could ask. “He did. Now pour me a drink and I’ll tell you what happened.” She said. “I popped round to borrow some of Deb’s books, I arranged it the other day. You should have seen his face when I took my coat off. He couldn’t take his eyes off my tits. He made me a coffee and we chatted. I really didn’t think he would make a move. I wondered if I’d scared him by dressing so tarty. So as I finished my coffee I said to him - Look Sean, I love my husband but...I have a need that I think you might fulfill. He said he’d help me with anything. He was so sweet. he still hadn’t realised what I wanted. So I took his hand and placed it here (she held her breast). He soon got the hint then.” She told me. “Tell me everything!” I demanded in a hoarse voice as I held my cock. “He kissed me and I responded and he felt my tits. Once I’d showed him he could, he wasn't shy about groping them either. Although he was still very slow on the uptake. I actually had to ask if we should go to bed. In the bedroom I stripped him. I still don’t think he could believe his luck. I took off my own clothes while he watched and then I knelt between his legs and sucked his cock.” Was she telling me this? Was it real? My wife telling me openly that she stripped for my friend and sucked his dick! “What was it like?” I asked. “Nice and hard, thick but not at long or as thick as yours, darling.” She said. “Then what happened?” I asked “I lay on the bed and opened my legs for him and he fucked me. It was all over pretty quickly to be honest, 5 minutes tops. Poor Deb. I asked him not to cum inside me, but he couldn’t hold back and I’m afraid he shot his spunk in my pussy. When I told him it must never happen again and it would be our secret he looked so relieved.” She said. “And the proof?” I asked, incredulous. She walked over and played a short video clip on her phone. No more that 20 seconds but she was clearly being fucked and it was clearly Sean who was doing it. “One down, Now fuck me like I want to be fucked! Fuck me like a real man!” She demanded. So it was happening! The bet was for real. On Saturday night she went out, “To see a friend”. Just after midnight I received a text that just said “Two down”. Later when she came in she told me what she’d done. She had known that Keith would be in his local pub, it being Saturday and him being a creature of habit. She had joined him and made an excuse about getting lost from her friends and hiding from some perv, who was following her. She’d asked if she could call a taxi from his flat and He’d taken her their. When she’d removed her coat she’d been in a short wraparound dress and Keith had suddenly insisted she stay for a drink. She’d pretended to be more tipsy than she had really been and when her dress, “Accidentally” fell open and exposed her breasts to him, he’d pounced on her. For all he was “in love” with his new girlfriend, he’d spent an hour fucking with my Jayne. For all he was my friend, he’d fingered my wife’s cunt, put his cock in her mouth and I watched the video of him cumming on her tits. She told me in detail how roughly he’d fucked her, how he’d slapped her arse when he took her from behind. How much she’d liked it! As she was cleaning his spunk off her tits, he’d suggested they make this a regular thing and she’d had to pretend to cry and show remorse at her infidelity, until he became really scared that she would tell me and I’d be angry. Then he was very keen to keep things quiet. One thing was for sure. I was seeing my friends in a whole new light. When I got home from work the following Thursday. There was a note on the table. It read- “Three down. Come to bed.” I ran upstairs and I fucked her before she even told me what she’d done. Then as we lay cuddling, my happy little slut told me what she’d done that day. “John has a habit of popping round while your at work. Usually I put him off or try and look busy when he comes over as he’d always looking at my tits or touching my leg. I’m not stupid I know he’s after fucking me.” Well this was all news to me. I had no idea that my friend had been doing this. Popping round to our house to chance his arm with my wife. Did he do it with all the wives? John is a flirt and a bit of a sleaze around women. But he’s married to Julie. A great looking woman with a pretty face and huge boobs. I didn’t think for a moment he’d been behaving like this. Jayne continued, “Today when he came round I thought I’d play with him a little. My skirt was short but not too short. Not like the one I wore for Sean. My top was loose and gaped when I bent forward so he could see most of my breasts. I teased him by bending forwards a lot. When I went into the kitchen he followed me and pushed me back against the freezer kissing me and clawing at my tits. I pulled away and told he he should be ashamed and that I was a married woman. He looked mortified. I told him to sit in the lounge as I had to think about what he’d just done. He looked terrified, I think he thought I would tell Julie. However when I came down his face was a picture. I was wearing the red basque that you bought me with black hold up stockings and nothing else. My pussy was naked for him to see and didn’t he look! I told him that he had got me all hot and bothered, that I knew I shouldn’t but that just this once he could have me. However this would be just this once so he should make the most of it. If he came here again without Julie. I’d tell her what he’d done.” “Did he make the most of it?” I asked “He certainly did. I’m not sure if its knowing that I’m taking another woman’s man, but god I was a horny slut for him. I was so turned on that I let him cum on me twice. I stripped him in the lounge and let him eat me on the sofa. He’s good at that and he made me cum, despite me not wanting him too. After that I sucked his cock, as it was still early and we had all afternoon I took my time and showed him what I can really do. I rimmed his arse, and sucked his balls. His shaft was so hard in my mouth that I was gagging to have it in my pussy and so I openly asked him to fuck me. He fucked me on the floor and over the sofa. Before he came over my bum. Which was a shame as you know how much I like to see cum, when I’m horny. He cleaned me up and we chatted, mostly about Julie. Then when I was in the kitchen, making a coffee for us, still naked, he came in. He pushed me back against the oven, kissed me hard and finger fucked me until he’d made me a make a puddle on the kitchen floor. My legs were soaking! Then I sucked his cock till he came. Some over my face but mostly in my mouth. I swallowed his cum and I won’t lie I loved swallowing his spunk, after he’d treated me so roughly. I know I shouldn’t admit it but I really enjoyed having him. It felt just so dirty. If he’d asked, I’d have let him have my arse. That’s how good it felt.” Again there was a short video of her with John’s cock in her beautiful shaven cunt. It had clearly been taken by her. Then the phone had been passed to him so he could shoot a close up of his dick inside her. Until a few weeks ago I had no doubt that Jayne had been faithful. But now I had seen proof that she’d allowed 3 of my friends to fuck her. And she was enjoying it! Was I a cuckold? There was no doubt I was enjoying this. By now I wasn’t sure If I shouldn’t put a stop to this. Our sex life was better than ever but part of me felt sick when I thought about the woman I loved being a slut for my friends. If only John had known, he’d have butt fucked her and every time I saw him I’d know what he’d done. As it was every time I saw him now, I’d know my wife had swallowed his spunk and licked his bum crack. However she had probably the two hardest nuts to crack left and there was also no doubt that I was enjoying our sex and her confessions, so conflicted or not, for now I let it continue. With just over a week left, late on Friday at work a face-time call came through on my phone. It was from Jayne. I was alone in my office so I answered and saw her pretty face sucking on a large penis. The phone panned up and showed Ian’s Smiling face. She stopped sucking his cock just long enough to say, “Four down!” and then the call cut off. That evening in bed she told me what had happened with Ian. Ian is married to Michelle, and let me tell you, she is a hottie. I never thought Ian would risk his marriage to the lovely Michelle to get his cock wet inside my wife. Jayne told me that for weeks now she’d been texting Ian and making it pretty obvious that he could fuck her. All to no avail. What had finally done it was when she’d been honest and told him about our little bet. That idea had turned him on so much that he’d suggested a similar bet to his own wife. I wondered how she’d reacted to that? She told me that Ian had agreed that Jayne should go over and she told me that this time it had felt different. Each of the other times, she had pretty much seduced the man and it had all been very much on her terms. This time she was told when to arrive, what to wear and she knew, rather than hoped she would be fucking. It had made her feel like a whore and she’d acted like one. Doing anything and everything that he has wanted. Ian hadn’t disappointed her either. She told me he has far the biggest cock she’s ever had. He had taken her to bed, ordered her to strip while he watched and took pictures. He had then ordered her to suck his massive tool, before he had laid her on the bed opened her legs wide and taken more picture of her open cunt, only then had he had fucked her. He had made her cum hard before filling her cunt with seed (despite her asking him not to). Then they taken a break before he had fucked her again. Again he had made her cum over his cock. He had let her set up her phone to video their fucking and we watched it together while we mutually masturbated one another. He had really taken her, fucked her in any position he wanted, using her, slapping her face with his cock, taking her purely for his own pleasure. Finally he had taken hold of the phone to give a close up of his spunk shooting over Jayne’s face. After we finished watching she told me, “He’s the best so far. Michelle’s one lucky bitch!” With just two days to go I came home late in the evening and the house was in darkness. All was quite except for the unmistakable sound of Jayne moaning and bed springs creaking. I quickly but quietly made my way upstairs and the door to our bedroom was open, just a crack so I peeked in. On our bed Jayne was lay, legs wide open and Richard, probably the meekest of my friends was fucking my wife. Hen pecked Richard was married to Maggie and was so under her thumb I thought he’d never be allowed out long enough to get his hands on my Jayne. He’d have been in trouble just for looking at her. Now in front of my eyes, here he was with his cock buried deep in Jayne’s tight, shaven cunt! My wife looked more beautiful than ever as she egged him on to fuck her harder and he rammed his cock into her for all he was worth. He didn’t last much longer but soon pulled out and I saw a stream of semen arc from his cock, before it spattered onto my wife’s belly and breasts. “Mmm lovely.” I heard Jayne say. Then as they cleaned up and started dressing I hid in the spare room. As they passed by I heard Richard say, “You won’t tell Maggie will you?” “No, I promise. But you’d better leave quickly before my husband gets back.” Jayne said. The front door closed and I made my way downstairs. Jayne knew I seen her. It was exactly as she had planned it. We hugged in the kitchen, with Richards spunk still fresh on her skin. I should have joined you two.” I said. She burst out laughing at the thought of that. “He’d have shit himself, if you’d appeared. I hope you liked what you saw, after all, it was all for you.” She replied. There was no denying that I had been truly turned on by watching her fuck. “5 Down” I said, “I suppose you could say 5 up.” She giggled triumphantly. Well I had made the bet, I wouldn’t have done it if part of me hadn’t wanted her to do it. I knew that. Was I glad I’d lost? That’s complicated. I have always got off on hearing Jayne talk about sex with her previous partners. And there is no doubt hearing her tell me about sex with men I knew well, my friends! Well that took sex talk to a whole new level. Our sex life has never been better. However could I ever trust my friends again? They had all taken the opportunity to fuck my wife. Only Ian had known that I knew about it. The rest? They thought they were fucking her behind my back and without my knowledge. They all smiled when we met and I knew that each one of them was remembering their cock inside my wife’s mouth and pussy. When they looked at her I knew they were remembering what she looked like naked and ready for their cock. How tight she’d been, how wet. Its changed the way I feel about them and I don’t believe we’ll ever be as close as we were. Well not unless I fuck their wives. As I’ve said though, a bet is a bet and so I had to ask her, “So you win who gets to join us in bed?” I asked. She looked at me and smiled, then said, “You really are the best fucking husband I could ask for. Well...Ian is by far the best fuck out of the lot of them. Johns not bad too. As for the rest of them….well I feel sorry for their wives.” “So you’d like to let Ian fuck you again?” I asked. “Maybe, I discussed the idea of him and Michelle joining us and he seemed to like that idea. First though I think you deserve a weekend with Anita. So if you agree I’ll ask her to join us and I’ll let her know she can have me if she does come over. What do you think?” She said “She might say no.” I replied. “Bet she doesn’t” Said Jayne.