After the partial success with Bob, C was keen for me to find her another cock.

We had another couple of “one night stands” which were fun, but not really what we were looking for.

She preferred a “regular “ and to be honest, the sex was better with someone who was completely relaxed and comfortable with us both, and that only really comes with familiarity.

Because it was about us as a couple.

I didn’t mind the sexual closeness of another man, or being touched, or sucked, or sucking, but it wasn’t that, that turned me on. It was watching, and taking part in fucking my wife. Any ‘man sex’ was only to excite, and encourage my wife to enact her wildest fantasies. And to make our sex sessions last as long as possible.

We met Terry at a pub, near home.

We’d given up on hotels. Back then we could only really meet midweek afternoons.

So staying overnight in an hotel, then going to work, didn’t fit.

We’d meet the guy in the pub, have a drink, then, subject to the secret signal, assuming he fit the criteria, we’d take him back to ours.

We’d done it a few times, and I joked that the pub staff would start to be suspicious.

Fortunately it was a Beefeater, the staff were never the same.

Terry was short, 5ft 6, I’d say, I’m 6ft, C is 5ft 2, comfortably built with 38DD .

She always made an effort and if it was a new meet, she’d be wearing new underwear and stay up black stockings.

Terry was keen, C gave me the nod. We drank up, and he was more than happy to follow us to our house.

We went in the lounge, C went to the loo.

Terry wanted tea.

She came back having changed out of her dress. She was now wearing a black silk and lace peignoir. A sort of long see though dressing gown.

She still had her “fuck me” shoes on, and you could see the milky white thigh above her stocking top.

She had a silk platform bra on, and her nipples were poking through the lace of her peignoir. She looked so fucking sexy. She let the gown fall open, her French knickers  encased her hips delightfully.

She stood, slipped the gown of her shoulders, let us both admire what we were about to enjoy, then said, “I think we’ll be more comfortable upstairs “

We followed her upstairs, taking our clothes off as we did.

By the time we got on the bed, we two guys were naked and hard, C was still in her sexy underwear.

But her breasts were only supported by the platform bra, so we fell on them like starving men. We sucked and gently bit them, and she threw her head back, as we kissed her neck. She took turns kissing us. As if by intuition we pulled her pants down, and she raised her hips vacillating the manoeuvre.

Terry was between her silk clad thighs nuzzling her cunt. I was kissing her and removing her bra at the same time.

She started to sigh and moan and I knew he’d found the right spot.

She pushed me back, but grabbed my hard cock with her right hand, and at the same time, pushing Terry’s head into her thrusting groin.

“Oh fuck that’s nice”  and Terry was holding onto her hips as he was skilfully bringing her to an orgasm..

“Oh fuck, he’s got his fingers in me” she groaned…”oh fuck, fuck fuck, that’s so fucking nice” and she shuddered to an intense orgasm.

I thought Terry was going to slip his cock straight in her, but he wanted her on all fours. So, ever the obliging lover, my wife turned over and assumed the position.

Her lovely arse was in the air, her breasts were swinging sexily.

I laid back to watch the fun, my cock leaking pre cum, I couldn’t touch it, I’d have cum if I did.

Terry was struggling, he couldn’t get his cock in. Despite having plenty of sex, my wife always had a tight cunt.

She was sighing and moaning, he was getting frustrated, so I reached under her, and grabbed his cock. It was slippery with precum, but he was excited and it wouldn’t go were it was needed.

With my thumb, I found her slit, pushing it in, I lubricated her lips with her cunt juice.

Then I guided his cock to her slit.

“Gently “ I said, “let me put it in, just push gently”

He did as I said, and my wife sighed with pleasure as I put it in her.

“Pull back” I instructed, and he did, C groaned in disappointment, but practically purred, as he went back in a bit more.

He was in her now, and didn’t really need my help, but I was enjoying being involved so I continued to “help”

We’d seen pictures of his cock, it was a bit bigger than mine, something that had attracted C to him.

But what I was feeling, still going backwards and forwards, into my willing wife, felt significantly longer than my cock, and the pictures we’d seen.

C started to moan, “gently, gently, not too far” Terry pulled back, then pushed forward a bit more..

“Oh my god, it’s so long, be gentle, it’s nice, but it’s so long”

As he pulled out, I put my hand round his shaft, it was covered in my wife’s creamy juices, and there was still more inside her.

“Fucking hell, mate” I said, “how long is your cock”

He pulled it all out and I knelt up, to look.

It was almost twice as long as mine. “It didn’t look that long in your pictures “ I gasped.

“Well it’s only when I get really excited, that it gets this long, and I’ve found most women won’t let me fuck them, if they see how long it is”

C said, “put it back in, now..but be gentle “

We both laughed, and I said, “let me”

I got hold of his cock and put it up against her wanton fanny.. he slid in easily.

Three quarters of the way in and she told him to stop.

“Don’t move” she instructed.

His hands on her arse, he stopped pushing.

My cock hungry wife started to move backwards and forwards.

He started to push back…”No, don’t move”

He stopped, she carried on.

She pushed back a bit further, each time.

Then she started to speed up. “Don’t move, it’s ok like this”

Terry held her hips as my wife fucked his cock.

“Oh mate” he sighed, “it’s all in”

She was oblivious to us both.

She was using his cock, fucking herself with it.

“Oh god, I’m gonna cum, oh god oh god oh god it’s so long”

Terry gripped her hips and he couldn’t help thrusting as she milked his cock with her cunt…”oh fuck it feels like a hose pipe inside me” and she collapsed.

Fortunately Terry held her hips up, or I’m sure his cock would have been ripped off.

He slowly pulled it out, covered in her cum, an almost tidal wave of cum came out of her.

He moved to one side, and I quickly took his place.

C was back up on her knees.

“Fuck me you bastard” she cried out, “give me your cum too”

Terry lay to one side, his cock, like a length of hose, was on his belly.

Where he’d been fucking her, his balls were covered in her cum, plenty of which had been produced as she been so excited, and her body had self lubricated to make it easier.

I slowed, “look at the length of that” I said.

C reached out and started to squeeze his sticky bollocks.

He reached under her shoulders and was pinching her nipple.

He started to harden again.

“Look”, I said, “he’s getting excited again “

I was thrusting a bit harder now, trying not to cum, but unable to keep still.

C let go of his balls, she needed both hands to stop herself collapsing.

His cock was about a foot long, I’ve never seen a cock so long in real life.

He’d moved down and was sucking on her nipples, I could feel his hands on her clit, as I fucked her.

“He’s going to want to fuck you again” I said.

“No, it’s too big”

He was laying half under her, sucking her nipple, and feeling her clit.

I reached down and grasped his cock.

I heard him moan, I started to fuck C in earnest.

As I did, I wanked Terry’s cock.

“It’s really big” I said to C

“What are you doing “

“I’m wanking him while I fuck you”

She looked round to see if that’s what was happening.

I could feel Terry’s hand at her clit.

I was starting to cum, and I told them so. I felt his fingers on my bollocks.

C collapsed on him, reaching back and grabbed his bollocks as I wanked him faster,.

Terry was squeezing my balls and I was wanking him, when, with a combined roar of pleasure,we all came together..Terry’s cock spurting cum all over my wife’s side and stocking top.

C wouldn’t invite Terry back, his cock was too long.

But, then, I found Paul…..