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The remainder of our cabin trip was a wonderful time when we all enjoyed a memorable Christmas break. After Hannah and I had made out, I’d felt jealous and insecure watching Claire and Jason together. As I secretly watched the two of them making love in Jason’s bedroom, it seemed different to when all three of us played together. They seemed especially close and to have a real hunger for each other. And the way they were with each other freaked me out, and start me wondering again if I should be worried about our marriage and future.

But Hannah and I talked and she reassured me of Claire’s love for me. After talking, I felt confident and comfortable in Claire’s love for me, and less worried about where we might end up if we carried on playing. Hannah also said that even if Claire was with Jason up in the mountains, she’d be back with me when our normal life resumed in New York. Confident in this and Claire’s love for me, I was happy to watch Claire play, and for Claire and Jason to be a couple for the rest of that visit.

I wasn’t the only one experiencing jealousy. Claire admitted she still felt a little jealous when she saw me and Hannah together. She knew it was hypocritical and unfair, but said she couldn’t control her feelings. She didn’t give in to this jealousy, as she encouraged Hannah and me to be together. She was open with Hannah – telling her new BFF she felt happy for us, mixed in with the jealousy.

During those last four days of the trip, three friendships and relationships grew deeper. For the remaining days of our extended stay at the cabin, Claire and Jason spent a lot of time together. I’d given Claire my blessing to be with Jason, for them to be ‘a couple’ as I’d seen how much they’d missed each other and I knew Hannah would keep me busy. Of course, it both hurt and excited me to see them together. That was part of the game we’d all been playing these last weeks. But Claire and I were both careful to make sure things didn’t get out of control. Even if she and Jason spent most of those last four days together and slept together, Claire was always careful to spend some of the day with me and to check-in that I was still okay emotionally.

And seeing Claire’s concern for me, and the care she took not to push things too far, made a big difference. It gave me just the reassurance I needed to allow us to carry on playing the game. Because seeing their growing closeness was both incredibly exciting and also incredibly painful. Over the last weeks, I’d grown used to the sounds and sights of their love-making. So that was relatively easy for me to accept and deal with. But this was different, seeing them spend the whole day together as a couple, as Claire and I normally would have.

And I was on the outside, looking in. Hearing their laughter, seeing those little intimate touches, and seeing those small looks that pass between couples. And the truth is, I loved it and I hated it. And I could only cope with it because Claire always spent some time with me and checked in on me. These small daily connections with Claire felt like a cool towel on a burning fever, just doing enough to stop me exploding. And when Claire wasn’t there to reassure me, I was distracted by my budding relationship with Hannah.

This was the second relationship that grew in those last days at the cabin. I found Hannah to be a far nicer, smarter and more interesting person than I’d assumed after we first met. With Jason and Claire spending so much time together, that left Hannah and me with plenty of time to get to know each other better. And I don’t just mean the sex, although that was pretty amazing! I really enjoyed getting to know her as a person. We talked about all sorts of stuff, and I really found myself warming to Hannah.

And at nights Hannah and I made out and spent the nights together. I was flattered a woman as beautiful and sexy as Hannah would be interested in a guy like me. Six years her senior, balding with a pretty average body and looks. But Hannah didn’t seem to mind, saying she liked me as I made her laugh and challenged her when we talked about things. By the end of the break, we’d become good friends, as well as lovers who enjoyed wonderful sex and then snuggling up and falling asleep together. Claire was open with me that she’d not been in a ‘real relationship’ recently, only having had a series of ‘fuck buddy’ relationships.

Just as I sometimes found it hard watching Claire with Jason, Claire would often admit how she got jealous watching Claire and me talking or holding hands or stuff like that. And it felt good to know Claire was feeling jealous. It was another confirmation of her love for me. If she’d not felt jealous, I’d have worried!

And that brings me on to the third relationship, between Claire and Hannah. Despite the jealousy Claire sometimes felt, they entered this break as budding best friends, and their relationship just got stronger each day. I’d often see them talking, and I guessed that when we were all back in New York, they’d become firm friends.

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When we got back to New York at the start of the year, both Claire and I were intrigued to see how things would develop in 2017. We’d only been in this new lifestyle for just shy of two months, and that had brought substantial changes. But going into 2017, the ingredients were different. After their time together at the Cabin, Jason and Claire were unmistakably closer than they’d been before Christmas. Their relationship had definitely ratcheted up several notches. Secondly, Claire was now starting to really embrace the whole ‘exploring my sexuality’ thing, after her experiences in the car park and then being shared by Hannah and Jason together. And thirdly, Hannah was now part of this whole game we were playing.

And with all of these ingredients, looking back now, that first half of 2017 at many times felt like a complicated game of 3D Chess, which got confusing and felt quite crowded at times. But for Claire and I, these feelings didn’t kick in for a while, because we decided to reserve that first week back to re-connect as a couple and talk through everything that had happened at the cabin.

Just making love, cuddling and talking in that first week was wonderful. Especially as we’d spent so little time together as a couple in the last five days. It felt good to make love with Claire again. To feel her arms wrapped around me, or look into her beautiful eyes as I slowly moved in and out of her body. Or to feel felt her fingers scrabbling at my hair, as my tongue brought her to climax. Or as we simply just held each other, with an occasional soft kiss when the moment took us.

It was one of these ‘dining at the Y’ sessions Claire and I had one of our most deep and far-reaching conversations. I’d just ‘re-surfaced’ from eating Claire to a powerful climax, and as I lay next to her with my wet face I made a throwaway comment, “That was nice, your pussy seemed happy to see an old friend again, even if she looks a little different from when I last visited!”

Claire grinned at me. She knew the whole ‘wife stretched out and ruined for husband’ theme was a fantasy hot-spot for me. And how turned-on I normally was when she told me how big and how much better Jason was. But a moment later, Claire’s grin was replaced by a nervous look. “Neil, honey, do I really look different down there, or are you just winding me up?”

My husbandly antennae warned me my comment had acted as a catalyst for Claire wanting to have a wider discussion about where we were as a couple, and about fears and worries she had. And the truth was, I knew we had to have this talk and I needed it just as much as Claire.

And as we talked, I could tell how much Claire had been bottling up inside and how much she also needed to talk. We both needed a mix of reassurance from each other, and also to discuss certain things. Claire and I each had the same two issues we felt we needed to discuss. How was each of us feeling about the new partners we’d just spent time with? And, in some ways more important, how we each felt about each other and the new relationships. Were there any negative feelings or worries we needed to address together before they festered and caused trouble?

Being the good husband, I went first. I told Claire I had really enjoyed seeing her and Jason so close and behaving like a couple throughout the trip. I reminded Claire that for me the angst and jealousy were inextricably linked. I couldn’t have the highs without the lows, but the lows were okay so long as we still took time to connect with each other and check everything was okay. That was the lesson we’d both learned, and which we were careful to live by. Claire was really relieved to hear I was okay with everything and really enjoying watching her and Jason together. As I ran through some of my favorite highlights from the cabin, she smiled wistfully. A mix of happy memories and comfort knowing I really did enjoy their relationship, I wasn’t just spinning her some BS.

Claire admitted she was a little less far along in her acceptance of Hannah and me. She apologized that this was maybe hypocritical, but said she couldn’t help her feelings. She pretty much repeated what she’d told me at the cabin. That she liked Hannah a lot as a friend, and she was happy I was having fun. But she did feel jealous and was worried about losing me or losing my love to Hannah.

I loved that Claire was worried about losing me. I knew in the very marrow of my bones this would never, ever happen. I kissed her and told her this, smiling as I said as long as we were both so worried about losing each other, then we’d stay good.

The upshot of these heart-to-heart conversations in early January was that we were both happy to let things pretty much continue on from how they’d been in the cabin. Claire and I both laughed when I suggested that ‘just maybe’ we should also talk to Jason and Hannah! We had been a little self-absorbed these last days, and a dinner on Friday night seemed the perfect way to fix that.

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That Friday night dinner started off a weekend that was to have far-reaching consequences for Claire and I. Claire and Hannah prepared the meal together in our kitchen, with Jason and me spotting a slightly competitive edge between them as they each fought to be queen bee. Jason and I were too gentlemanly to even think about declaring a winner!

And afterward, it seemed the most natural thing in the world was for the two couples to say their goodnights (even though it was only around nine o’clock) and retire to their respective bedrooms. As Jason and Claire bid us goodnight, I told them to take the master bedroom, joking I didn’t want a lawsuit from Jason’s HMO if he got a bad back. With a playful smile, Claire kissed me goodnight and declared to all of us that if Jason did get a bad back, it would be on her, and nothing to do with the bed!

My eyes followed Claire’s shapely ass as she headed upstairs with her boyfriend, and I thought how her comment showed just how comfortable she now was with her relationship with Jason.

It felt wonderful to be back with Hannah. Being in bed together and also reconnecting as two people who’d become good friends. There was so much to enjoy that evening. The marvelous feeling of her soft body and the look and feel of those amazing 34DD boobs of hers. The look on her face and cries of pleasure when I made her cum first with my tongue and then with my cock. The feeling of sinking my cock into her body and then making love. And then the cuddling and hugging before I recovered and we did it all again.

After coming a second time, Hannah and I both knew that was it for this fifty-year-old guy, and we just held each other and talked. As she lay snuggled up next to me, Hannah kissed my ear and gently traced the shape of my ear. “Neil, honey, I know Claire and Jason are next door doing their thing, but we haven’t really talked about where this thing is going, especially between you and me.”

I knew Hannah wanted a serious conversation. I turned my head to look at her, knowing this was important to her, judging by the tension in her voice and body. Hannah was normally relaxed and confident, and yet I could really feel the nervousness emanating from her as she opened up.

“Neil, honey, it’s like this. You, Jason and Claire, have your nice little routine set-up. Whenever the Nets play, you guys get together to play, and you all seem to have fun and know where you fit. But after the time you and me spent together up at the cabin, what I need to know is where do I fit in this little set-up? Or do I even figure in your and Claire’s plans, or was it just a nice holiday fling?”

Hannah’s sense of feeling left-out was obvious from her choice of words. I felt really sorry for her and guilty that Claire and I hadn’t thought more about her needs when we’d been getting our heads straight this last week. Claire and I had been so focused on ourselves, that we’ given precious little thought to either Hannah’s needs or Jason’s needs.

“I’m sorry, Hannah. Claire and I have quite self-absorbed and inconsiderate of what you and Jason might want or need. I’m really sorry, especially as I feel we’ve all grown close and you’ve been a really good friend to me when I was struggling with the whole Jason and Claire thing.”

“Apology accepted,” Hannah grinned, giving me a chaste kiss on the cheek, before continuing. “But that still leaves the question of where I fit in this happy little ménage-a-trois that you, my ex and Claire sweet-cheeks have got going on.”

I thought for a moment and knew the only answer I could give her. “Honestly, Hannah, I can’t give you an answer right now. Claire and I would need to talk before we could give you an answer.”

And then, like all good Wall St. negotiators, I tried to put a more positive spin on it. “Just say, for a moment, that Claire and I are agreeable, what is it you would like? You know, in your ideal set-up.”

Hannah really did have an irrepressible personality. Barely moments after her voice and body had been full of nerves, she teased me, “Oh, honey, if I told you what I really wanted, you’d blush and kick me out of your bed!”

This wonderful lady loved winding me up. She knew I was the most strait-laced of the four of us, and she enjoyed using that fact against me. But having had her fun, Hannah’s serious face returned.

“Look, I haven’t got this all worked out. And I don’t know what’ll be acceptable to Claire. But I really enjoyed spending time with you at the cabin, and I was hoping we could carry on with something like that. Look, I know you, Jason and Claire have your thing, and that mainly revolves around the bedroom. But I was hoping you and me could hang out, spend time together, aside just from the bedroom. Neil, you’re a nice guy and you make me laugh and think about stuff. And I don’t have too many people like that in my life, so I’d like it if we could spend some time just hanging.”

And then, Hannah being Hannah, she lightened the tone, grabbing hold of my spent and sticky cock, “But of course, not just hanging, I’d still want some of this, sugar,” she beamed at me, as I groaned with a happy fear this woman would kill me before the month was out. Hell, maybe that was her and Claire’s plan, and they’d divide up the insurance money and live happily ever after!

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I knew I’d have to tell Claire what Hannah had told me, but we didn’t get a chance for this discussion until the following week. What got in the way was the double-header of Claire’s bourgeoning sexual inquisitiveness and Hannah’s mischievous desire to help her new bestie explore things she’d never tried. This particular double-header hit us on Saturday night. We’d spent the day just relaxing at home, with Jason and Claire finally emerging from the master bedroom just before noon.

Being seventeen years older than Jason, even with the lovely Hannah I couldn’t keep up with his bedroom athletics and had spent the morning just talking to Hannah. Not so my beautiful wife Claire and her thirty-three-year-old lover, whose love-making we’d heard four times before my blushing wife and Jason appeared.

We spent the day relaxing and enjoying each others’ company, Claire and Jason seemed to naturally gravitate together and that was fine with me and Hannah as we then paired up. And then at Hannah’s suggestion, we all headed out to a club she knew near her home in Queens. Hannah and Claire had been excitedly whispering about something, and then Hannah announced they were going to stop by her place en-route to the club to get dressed up and put ‘something nice and sexy’ on for their men.

Jason and I had been at the club for around an hour when the girls finally arrived. And what they were wearing took my breath away. Hannah was wearing a very short pink mini-dress, with the outline of her braless 34DDs clear against the thin fabric of the dress. But Hannah had persuaded my wife into an even more revealing and sexy brown mini-dress, with a top that was semi-transparent so that her big boobs were visible for all of the guys in the club to see. The ‘old Claire’ would have died of embarrassment wearing a dress like this. But after the last couple of months, Claire was a woman transformed. My beautiful wife’s face looked excited and exhilarated at all the male attention the dress was attracting.

When Claire reached our table, I saw a momentary hesitation as she tried to work out who she should say hello to first – Jason or myself. I breathed a sigh of relief when she greeted me first, and then Jason. But that moment of confusion gnawed away at me, exciting and scaring me in equal measure.

As Claire and Jason headed for the dance floor, Hannah cuddled up next to me. “Hello stranger, did you miss me?” As she pushed those huge boobs of hers into me and smiled seductively, I dearly wanted to pay the bat bill and drag this beautiful woman back to bed and fuck the living daylights out of her.

As she snuggled up to me, she whispered, “Do you know, your naughty little slutty wife wants to try her hand at a gangbang tonight?”

Hannah could tell from my expression I hardly believed her, but she just gave me her best impish grin. “Do you remember at the cabin, how interested she was when I talked about it? And all the questions she asked me? And then, how the next day she asked me more about it?”

I nodded, with a sense of fear and excitement, knowing in my gut Hannah wasn’t spinning me a line.

Hannah continued, “Driving to my condo just now, she was asking me what was the best sex session I’d ever had. When I told her it was with Jason and two of his buddies, Lewis and Tyrell, she nearly creamed herself. She told me she knew both of them, and then asked if I thought they might be in the club tonight?”

I felt a knot in my stomach, realizing what Hannah was saying fitted together. Remembering back to the cabin and how even then I’d thought Claire might want to try something like this when we got back to New York.

Hannah grinned wickedly and turned to show me a message on her phone. “Hey, Lewis. Remember Claire, Jay’s GF? She might want to play later. So Jay says get your ass down to Odyssey and bring Tyrell.”

Hannah looked at me, with her finger paused over the ‘send’ button, “Your call, Neil. My guess is if you enjoy watching Claire together with Jason, you’ll go nuts watching your sweet little wife pulling a train with Jason and two of his well hung homeys.”

Hannah continued to hold my stare, challenging me to make a decision. Shit! Why could this woman read me so well. I got the feeling I was being manipulated, but like the addict I’d become, I knew the decision I’d make. Hannah knew me too well. As I hovered indecisively, she kissed the side of my face and whispered in my ear, like a latter-day Eve whispering to Adam, “Go on, Neil, honey. Remember how excited she was talking about this, back at the cabin? I know you’ll both love it.”

I knew we’d both love it. That wasn’t the question causing me to delay. It was the price we might have to pay later that caused my delay. But I couldn’t resist the urge, the need for the fix, any longer and I pressed the send button. Hannah kissed me softly again, “Good boy! You won’t regret it. You and Claire will love it. She’ll have a great time.”

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Lewis and Tyrell arrived about thirty minutes later, giving Hannah big hugs and fist bumping me. Remembering the way these guys had looked at Claire’s body that first time we’d met, and I knew how much they were looking forward to having Claire tonight.

“Hey, Neil, man. Hannah says Claire wants to play tonight. She’s worn out poor Jay and she needs some spare. Is that right, bro?” Lewis asked with a lustful grin. Hearing his words, I knew this wasn’t going to be a subtle night. There wasn’t going to be any gradual seduction. These guys were here to fuck Claire and satisfy her inquisitiveness about what it was like to be with more than one man. I was so nervous I couldn’t speak, and I just gave some kind of weak smile and nodded.

Jason must have spotted the arrival of his bros as he led Claire back to our booth. At this stage, I didn’t know if Claire was in on Hannah’s plan, but her next words removed any doubts. Having greeted both guys with hugs, Claire suddenly looked nervous as she sat next to me and looked into my eyes. “Honey, are you okay with this? Hannah and I agreed you’d be the one to send the message, to make sure you’re on board with it. Are you okay with this?”

I held Claire’s hand and returned her gaze, as the nervous responsible husband hiding deep within me made his last appearance. “Are you sure you want this Claire? I just want you to have one last chance to back out if you’re not sure before things go too far.”

Claire said nothing for what seemed an eternity, as we just looked nervously at each other, and then she spoke to me, “Neil honey, yes, I’m sure. I really want to try this. Hannah made it sound such fun. You and me have really enjoyed playing these last few weeks, and this is the next thing I want to try, baby.”

Claire and I shared a look of deep love and connection, as she leaned in and kissed me. “Thank you, honey. Thank you for letting me try this. I promise you I’ll be all yours again in the morning. Just you and me, honey.” And after a final kiss, she was gone. Whisked to the dance floor by one of the three black men who would be her lovers tonight.

And pretty much, those were the last words Claire and I would exchange that evening. The rest of the night passed in a whirl of activity. I went through the whole range of feelings it’s possible to experience as I watched events unfold, lucky to have Hannah at my side to help me cope.

We stayed at the club for another hour or so, as Jason and his two buddies took it in turn to dance with Claire. ‘Dance’ might be a euphemism. Jason danced, but Lewis and Tyrell just held Claire and pretty much just groped her shapely body as they shuffled in time with the music. They loved her semi-transparent dress and the way it showed off her big boobs, and her boobs and ass got plenty of attention as Claire and her partners would kiss as she enjoyed them feeling up her body.

Whenever Claire returned to our booth for a drink or short rest, her flushed face told me how excited and aroused she was. Even with the drink and her arousal, she still looked at me each time. We didn’t speak, but her expression asked me ‘honey, are you still okay with this.’

Eventually, I felt Jason’s meaty paw on my shoulder, and I looked up at him. “Neil, man, let’s get this party started. Your little lady’s getting antsy to get her some black dick inside her tight little pussy. Last chance, bro, once we leave there’s no turning back, I know Claire wants it, but are you still cool with this, bro?”

“I guess,” was all I could reply, torn between a last cry of anguish to stop this thing and have my sweet wife back, and my burning desire to see what Claire looked like as these three big black guys devoured her for the rest of the night.

As we headed into the parking lot I was torn about which car to ride in. Hannah had been my ‘date’ for the night, and she’d be alone as Claire wasted light time jumping into Jason’s Escalade, giggling as she was sandwiched between Lewis and Tyrell. I desperately wanted to ride up front with Jason so I wouldn’t miss any of the fun and games. But then I’d feel bad that I’d let Hannah down.

I was stood there hesitating when I heard Hannah’s soft laugh behind me. “Go on, Romeo. I know you don’t want to miss out. You ride with Claire and the guys. I’ll be fine. But later I want some of your love and attention, honey. It’s not fair Claire has all the fun! Deal?”

“Deal!” I smiled, as I kissed Hannah and headed off to Jason’s Escalade.

As I climbed up into his car, I saw Jason’s grinning face. “Okay, let’s get this show on the road! Your place or my place? Your call, bro. But I think your place is more practical as you’ve got more bedrooms.”

Before I had a chance to answer, Claire’s passion-filled voice called out, “Jay, just drive, honey. I’m dying here in the back. Just drive. Our place is fine.”

Jason looked at me for confirmation, and I just shrugged my shoulders. In the grand scheme of things, it didn’t really matter whose bed we used. The result was going to be the same. My sweet forty-three-year-old wife was going to take the next step on her journey of sexual exploration.

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As we sped back towards our home, I was able to watch much of what went on between Claire and her two new men in the vanity mirror. The guys had wasted little time in pulling Claire’s see-through dress down off her shoulders so it was bunched just below her big boobs. At the same time, they’d hiked the hem of the mini-dress up around her hips, so the brown dress just looked like a one-foot wide sash of material around Claire’s middle. The ‘old Claire’ would have been terrified, as she was now riding down the highway virtually naked, visible to other cars and any cop cars.

But the new Claire loved it. Her head was thrown back, her eyes closed, her breathing coming in deep gulps as she lapped up the attention of these two young black guys. Lewis, the six-foot, nine-inch giant seemed the more dominant of the two. He’d pushed Claire’s panties to one side and it looked like he was trying to stuff his entire hand in Claire’s tight pussy. At first, he was reaming her out with two of his large fingers, but then he stuffed a third digit in and started twisting all three fingers around until Claire moaned, “Too much, too much, honey.” He took the hint, and resumed working Claire with just two fingers, but now intent on stuffing them as deep inside Claire as he could, while his mouth suckled at one of her tits.

wasn’t idle. He’d turned Claire’s face to his and they were kissing with a heat and passion like there was no tomorrow. In his early twenties, he was the youngest of the group, but he still knew how to work a woman, as he alternated kissing Claire’s mouth with kissing and sucking at her ears and neck, gently playing with her nipple and tit flesh at the same time.

With all the male attention Claire was receiving from these two young black guys, my wife was incredibly aroused and really in need of cock by the time we reached our home. I unlocked the front door, and Claire was first in as she led the two guys by the hand towards the stairs. As I saw her shapely ass disappearing up the stairs with her new men, I felt a twinge in my gut that she’d not even acknowledged me on her way in. This twinge got worse as I was forced to follow Jason’s huge bulk up the stairs, my position as the last man both hurting and exciting me.

Claire had already been stripped naked by the time I entered our master bedroom, lying there between the two guys only wearing her high heels as the two guys continued to play with her willing body. I had another burst of masochistic pleasure as the guys both looked to Jason for guidance, acknowledging Claire’s status as his girlfriend over and above Claire’s position as my wife.

“You first, Lewis. She’ll need a little warming-up before we let old donkey-dick over there loose on her little pussy.”

Jason was playing me, he knew his words would fill me with curiosity and dread, and I rose to the bait as I nervously looked across at him.

“Didn’t I tell you, Neil, buddy. Tyrell might not be as tall as me and Lewis, but his nickname’s ‘donkey’ for a good reason. He’s got me beat, and I’m sure Claire’s going to love every thick inch of his big black cock. Isn’t that right, Hannah?”

I turned to see a smiling Hannah had now joined us. She put a consoling hand on my shoulder, “Neil, love, remember, this is what Claire wants. She knew about the size of Tyrell’s cock, and that made her just want this even more.”

The paranoid part of my brain dwelt on the fact that both Claire and Hannah had neglected to tell me about the size of Tyrell’s cock. It was bad enough I was sharing Claire with one guy who totally out-gunned me in the cock stakes. But now we were introducing a second guy into the mix, and he was apparently even bigger than Jason if that was humanly possible!

As Tyrell and Lewis stripped, I started shaking and having serious doubts as I saw the size of Tyrell’s cock. He looked to be a good inch or more longer than Jason, and his cock’s girth was also noticeably thicker. Hannah caught me staring at Tyrell’s abnormal cock, and whispered in my ear, “Trust me, baby, Claire will love it. Now she’s used to Jason’s size, Tyrell’s extra size is just what she needs. It’ll drive her crazy and she won’t be able to get enough of him. Take it from me, I know.”

As ever, Hannah knew just the thing to say to press my buttons. Her words about Claire loving it and not being able to get enough of Tyrell were like a knife twisting in my gut. So hot, and so frightening.

Lewis moved his huge six-foot, nine-inch frame so he was between Claire’s legs and he rubbed his big cock up and down the entrance to her body. His cock was maybe an inch shorter than Jason’s and about the same thickness, and Claire moaned her pleasure as he sank all of his big cock into her in one smooth motion. Claire’s eyes opened and she smiled contentedly up at the young man who’d just become the fifth guy who’d ever been inside her body.

“Oh, that’s wonderful, baby. You feel so good inside me,” she purred up at this young black giant, who size dwarfed even Jason.

Lewis grinned, suddenly looking younger than his years. “Claire, baby, I wanted you that first night we met at the club. But you were Jason’s girl so I said nothing out of respect to Jay.”

Claire smiled tenderly up at the big guy. “I hope I’m worth the wait, honey. Now you’ve got me, you can do whatever you want to me tonight, lover.”

At that moment, it was like no-one else was in the room, they only had eyes for each other. Seeing and hearing this was another stab to my gut. Until Jason asserted his authority, slapping Lewis on the shoulder and telling him, “Hey bro, just remember, she’s my girl. She’s only on loan, so less talking and more fucking, right!”

Claire giggled, and Lewis grinned, “Okay, boss, you got it.”

Lewis leaned forward to softly kiss Claire, and then he started slowly stroking his big cock in and out of my wife’s body, as Jason and Tyrell each grabbed a leg and played with Claire’s big tits. It hurt me to watch this scene, but the sight of these three black guys sexing my wife was also incredibly erotic.

As I watched the three of them give Claire experiences she’d never had before, I had a flash-back to the simplicity and wholesomeness of our earlier life. I thought back to our early dates, our wedding day and the day we brought home Amy from the hospital. This all flashed before me and contrasted starkly with the scene before me. The scene before me was pure sex. It was the woman I loved taken the next step on this journey of sexual exploration we’d embarked on. She’d tried and enjoyed having one black lover, and now Hannah’s words had lit a fire to see what it was like to be the plaything of several guys at once.

My philosophizing was interrupted by the touch of Hannah’s soft hand on my cheek. “Hey, lover boy, time for me to redeem that payment for letting you ride with Claire. How’s about you take this sister next door and see to her needs?”

I smiled at her playful invitation and kissed her as I took her hand. But as we were leaving the room, my eyes were drawn to young Tyrell wanking that huge slab of meat in front of his groin. I felt a knot in the pit of my stomach and knew I couldn’t leave until I’d seen Claire take Tyrell’s huge cock for the first time.

“Sorry, Hannah, can we wait just a few minutes more?” I asked apologetically.

Hannah had seen where I’d been staring, and she smiled sympathetically. “Honey, you have got it bad, haven’t you? You want to see Claire take young Tyrell, don’t you? You want to see how she finds it with a cock even bigger than Jason’s, don’t you?”

I blushed and shrugged my shoulders. She had me right, there was no hiding.

“Okay, honey. But after that, I get you all to myself, okay?”

I nodded my head, relieved at Hannah’s understanding.

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Lewis and Jason fucked Claire for nearly the next hour between them, making her squeal and moan through more orgasms than I could keep track off. And then Jason finally shot his load deep into my writhing wife, and after she’d recovered a little, it was Tyrell’s turn to take up position between Claire’s legs.

Claire was tired from being fucked so vigorously for the last hour, but she found the energy to smile up at Tyrell. Claire seemed keen to watch the visual spectacle of seeing such a huge cock sinking into her body, as she propped herself up so she could watch as Tyrell lodged his huge cockhead into her vulva. Despite having been already stretched out by Lewis and Jason, she bit her lip as the size of Tyrell’s cockhead stretched her even more. Claire gritted her teeth as Tyrell started sliding into her, inch-by-inch with his extra girth stretching her even more than she was used to with Jason.

“Oh, baby, that’s wonderful, where have you been all my life!” Claire smiled and encouraged the twenty-something black guy with the horse dick.

“Don’t you get any ideas, Claire,” came Jason’s deep voice. “This is a one time deal, honey, you’re back in my bed after tonight!”

Claire grinned, “Yes, lover, whatever you say! But it’s nice for a girl to feel wanted.”

Hannah squeezed my hand, knowing that Jason’s possessiveness of Claire would press both my pain and pleasure buttons, and I appreciated her support.

Tyrell sunk himself into Claire as far as he could go, but we could all see there was still an inch or so Claire hadn’t managed to take. Lowering his tattooed body so Claire and he could exchange kisses, he started pumping his hips up and down. Despite her tiredness, Claire responded with her pale hands on his ass and hips, her long white legs wrapped around his back as they continued to kiss.

After maybe a dozen or so strokes, Tyrell held Claire extra tight, and on the downward stroke he gave a powerful lunge, and Claire screamed as her body tensed and she took the final part of Tyrell’s cock. Tyrell just held himself motionless above Claire, as my shocked wife clung to him and hyperventilated, adjusting to a cock deeper than she’d ever known before.

Tyrell showed his lack of maturity, turning to his boss and grinning, “Hey, boss, I got me something you don’t!”

Jason looked pretty nonplussed with his young employee, but he controlled himself, “Don’t push it, Tyrell, just get on and give the lady what she wants, and less of the mouth, okay!”

Tyrell was smart enough not to push it or challenge Jason, and his grimace gave a half-apology as he started working his huge dick in and out of my very happy wife. The lovers’ locked their mouths together again as Tyrell’s ass built up speed until he was slamming into Claire, the sound of their two bodies slapping together dominating the room.

Tyrell was so worked up that he didn’t last as long as Lewis or his boss, and after a few minutes he made one final lunge and shot his load deep into Claire as they shared a powerful orgasm together.

As Claire and her young black lover came down off their high, Hannah squeezed my hand, telling me it was time to go. I kissed her softly and broke away for a moment to speak to Claire.

As I reached over the bed, Tyrell was still above Claire as they shared little butterfly kisses. It was a little humiliating that I had to gently turn Claire’s head to me so she noticed me, but then at least she gave me a loving smile.

“Thank you, baby. Thanks for letting me do this,” she whispered in a quiet voice intended just for me.

“Don’t mention it, darling. I know you wanted this, and I enjoyed watching as well. I love you, baby,” and pausing to think before my last words, I added, “See you in the morning honey. Have fun, and remember how much I love you.”

There was such love in Claire’s eyes as she looked at me that I nearly cried. But I held my feelings back, gave her one final kiss and headed out the room with Hannah.

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Hannah was tuned in enough to my emotional turmoil to know I needed a few minutes to gather myself before I could concentrate on her. I was still processing the fact I’d just given my wife of twenty years to three black guys and watched them all fuck her for the last hour. And that I’d just closed the door and left the three black guys with Claire for the rest of the night, to do whatever they wanted with her. I corrected myself. It wouldn’t be a one-way street in there for the rest of the night. Claire was an eager participant, this is what she wanted and she’d also be doing whatever she wanted with her three black playmates.

These thoughts rattled around my brain for a few moments while Hannah patiently held my hand and stroked my hair. After a few minutes, she simply said, “Okay.” And I knew that was her signal she needed me to focus on her now.

I felt a warm, loving feeling as I turned to look at her beautiful face. Taking in afresh her beautiful smile and those big, playful brown eyes. As we kissed, I knew I would soon lose myself in the pleasure we would have together. The pleasure of being with this beautiful and smart woman, and of being united together as we made love. As we kissed and started slowly touching and teasing each others’ bodies, I knew I didn’t love Hannah, but this was more than just sex. It was two people who liked and cared for each other, using their bodies to show those feelings. It was more than sex, it was making love.

The next thirty minutes passed in a whirl of pleasure. Maybe it wasn’t the earth-shattering climaxes Claire and her three lovers were enjoying in the next bedroom, but it was deeply satisfying and fulfilling. And when we’d finished, we lay together happy not to speak, with me enjoying the feel of Hannah’s body next to mine and the knowledge she’d cum twice and that my seed was now inside this wonderful woman.

After those minutes of quiet togetherness, Hannah was the first to speak. “I wonder if you and Claire should slow down a bit?”

I was surprised at Claire’s suggestion. My job meant that, however much I liked someone, I was always thinking about their motivations and where they were coming from. And I’d kind of assumed Hannah would be happy for things to be intense between Jason and Claire, and maybe other guys so she and I would be able to have more time together. But Hannah’s suggestion flew in the face of this.

“Why do you say that?” I asked.

“Neil, honey, I told you earlier I’d love it if you and I can spend time together, and that’s true. But I’d hate to see that come at the price of unhappiness for you and Claire. I can see how much you guys love each other, and it’s kind of an inspiration to people like me that you two are still happy after all these years. But this lifestyle can be very addictive and seductive, and if you’re not careful it can eat away at a relationship and a marriage.”

And I knew what Hannah was saying was true, but she’d not gone the full way in explaining her concerns about Claire and me.

“And,” I gently encouraged her to share what she wasn’t saying.

There was something very caring in her smile as she stroked my face. “Neil, baby, do I have to spell it out? Right now, your beloved wife of twenty years is next door getting her brains fucked out by three well-hung black guys and loving every minute. And from what I’ve seen and how she talks, she might like it just a little too much. And tomorrow, she’ll probably get fucked some more. And then, after a days rest, they’ll be another Nets game, and Jason will be back screwing her some more. And before you know where you are, there’s nothing left of the old you and Claire. All that’s left is your new swinging lifestyle because it’s taken over your whole life.”

Hannah had said her piece. She paused, before adding her final warning. “Be careful, this lifestyle can eat you up and spit you out. Believe me, Neil, I know, I’ve lived that life. I know the dangers.”

Hannah’s warning was heartfelt and well-intentioned. I knew the danger she was describing was a very real risk. “Hannah, what are you saying? That we should stop this thing, stop sharing Claire with other guys? Hell, you’re the one who told her how much fun being with several guys would be. You even set this night for her!”

Hannah looked pained, as she thought hard what to say. “You’re right honey, I did set it up, but seeing Claire earlier, I’m just frightened she might be enjoying it a bit too much. And I’m not saying you should totally stop. I’m just saying slow down a little. Get a little more balance back in your lives.”

I knew Hannah was right and she’d called out something Claire and I needed to talk about. “Thanks, Hannah. Thanks for being straight with me, and not putting your own interests before friendship. I promise after this weekend Claire and I will talk about it, about slowing down a little.”

“That’s all I’m asking, honey. I like you and Claire, and I’d hate to see you get hurt or make some of the same mistakes that ended up helping to destroy our marriage.”

With this serious conversation over, Hannah and I turned to talking about other things and just cuddling while I recovered my strength for a final round of love-making before we eventually fell asleep in each others’ arms.

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The following morning Hannah and I were up quite early, and as we came downstairs we were surprised to see Jason sat by himself drinking coffee.

“Hey, guys,” he greeted us, pouring two extra cups.

“I didn’t expect to see you down here, Jay. I thought you’d still be upstairs with Claire,” his ex-wife commented.

“Nah, they’re all still asleep up there. The young guys couldn’t get enough of Claire last night. I turned in at around two, and they were still going strong. Think they both had a little help, took some Viagra or something before they got to the club. Either way, I went for a piss at four and I could hear the three of them still going strong.”

Jason handed me my coffee, placed his hand on my shoulder and empathized with me. “Sorry Neil, I’m not sure you're going to see much of Claire today. I’ve got a feeling my two young friends are going to want some more of Claire. And when they’re finished, I think Claire’s not going to be much use for anything, except maybe sleeping.”

As I listened to Jason, Hannah’s words of warning came back to me. ‘Be careful, Neil, this lifestyle can eat you up and spit you out … If you’re not careful, there might be nothing left of the old Claire and Neil.’

Hannah saw the look on my face and guessed what I was thinking. “Honey, why don’t you go upstairs and see Claire, while I make breakfast.”

I nodded a thank you and headed back upstairs. I opened the door to the master bedroom quietly, not sure what I’d find inside. As I opened the door, the smell of sex hit me in the face. From what Jason had said, he and then the two young guys by themselves had fucked Claire for the best part of five or six hours. No wonder the room reeked of sex.

The three of them were lying naked and asleep on the bed, Claire’s lovely body covered by a mix of love bites and dried sperm. She was lying on her side, between her two young black lovers, the giant body of Lewis behind her and Tyrell and his horse-dick in front of her. As I looked at the red marks and hickeys on her big boobs and on her neck, I felt ashamed that I was so excited at these marks of how the two young guys had used Claire. I’m embarrassed to admit I couldn’t stop myself taking a closer look at Claire’s pussy. I felt both a little sick and excited as I saw how puffy and swollen it was, and how the young guy’s sperm oozed out of it even as she slept.

And as I looked at her pussy, I noticed her ass-hole looked very different to normal, and with a start, I realized Claire had let one or more of the guys fuck her in the ass last night. We’d tried this a couple of times many years ago, but Claire wasn’t keen. But I remembered how Claire had always been turned on by the double-penetration scenes in the porn we’d watched. That harmless time seemed a lifetime ago, as it sank in that Claire probably let these guys take her at the same time. One big cock in her pussy, and another big cock in her ass. Maybe I was wrong, but my gut told me she’d let them DP her.

I was in shock as I left the bedroom and headed to the guest room to get a shower. I needed something to help me get over the shock. As I let the hot water wash over me, I was dismayed to realize the more I thought about Claire allowing the guys to double-penetrate her, the more turned on I became. But at the same time, I felt a rising feeling of self-loathing. Surely a husband shouldn’t get excited at the thought of his wife acting like such a whore with two guys at the same time.

When I finally felt able to leave the refreshing hot jets of the shower, I dried off and headed towards the master bedroom to get some clothes. As I approached, I could clearly hear the sounds of sex coming from inside. I felt weak at the knees and had to rest against the wall and close my eyes to gather my senses. Eventually, I felt strong enough to quietly open the door and see whatever scene was waiting to greet me.

As I entered, the three people on the bed didn’t notice me and they just carried on as before. Claire was lying on her back, her legs high in the air and suspended over Tyrell’s shoulders as he slowly worked his horse-dick in and out of Claire. He supported himself with one hand while the other squeezed and played with one of Claire’s big boobs. They weren’t kissing, because Claire’s head was turned to the right as she allowed Lewis to slowly fuck his big black cock in and out of her willing mouth. There was nothing hurried or rushed about the sex. They were taking their time, with a languid pace, as if they intended to do this all day. Claire was moaning softly from the pleasure Tyrell’s horse-dick was giving her, unable to say or do anything else as her mouth was full of Lewis’s cock.

It was Lewis who spotted me first. “Hey, Neil, bro. We wondered when you might put in an appearance. Hope we didn’t overstay our welcome, but your little lady wanted a little morning wood, and we didn’t want to disappoint her!” he said with a big grin on his face.

Claire tried as best she could to turn her head, and then pushed at Lewis’ hips so that he withdrew his cock out of her mouth. She coughed a couple of times before she was able to speak. I couldn’t make out the look on her face. There was love, mixed with calm and a sense of contentment. But what I didn’t detect was any hint of embarrassment or regret. She patted the bed next to her, and I lay next to her.

With Tyrell still slowly fucking her, she touched my face. She spoke so softly I think I was the only one who could hear her. “I love you, honey. Thanks for letting me do this. Letting me find out what it’s like.” And then she kissed me. Her kiss felt wonderful, even as my brain reminded me of what those lips had been doing just a few seconds ago.

Her eyes gazing into mine, she told me I was welcome to stay and watch if I liked. Or if not, they’d be down shortly. I choose to stay and watch and sat next to the bed as the three of them carried on as before. Lewis put his big cock back in Claire’s mouth and slowly face-fucked her, while Tyrell continued to slowly pleasure Claire with his horse-dick. They carried on like this for another fifteen or twenty minutes, with Claire only having the energy left for a couple of small orgasms.

And then, as if rehearsed, both guys started speeding up until they both shot their loads. Tyrell pumped his load deep into Claire’s pussy, while Lewis elected to pull out of Claire’s mouth and cum all over face. From her reaction, she enjoyed the way his sperm coated her face – as she often did when Jason finished like this. Lewis’s cum was still covering her face and dripping off her chin as she turned to smile at me, mouthing the words ‘I Love You.’

I smiled at Claire, and however mixed up my true feelings were, I made nice by blowing her kiss, and telling her I’d see her downstairs in a while.

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As I headed downstairs, I saw Jason and Hannah were busy talking in hushed tones. Seeing me come down the stairs, they stopped talking, and Hannah told me, “I’ve been talking to Jason, and we agree that you and Claire could probably do with some space to talk things through.”

She looked at Jason, her eyes indicating he should back her up. “Yeah, Neil. Give me a call when you’re ready. We can miss a few Nets matches if you and Claire need some time and space.”

I thanked Hannah and Jason, gave each of them a big hug, and told them we’d be in touch. They left almost immediately, Jason using his boss authority to get his two partly dressed employees out of the house a lot quicker than they expected.

After they’d all gone, the house seemed really quiet, especially as when I went upstairs to speak to Claire, I found her sound asleep in our bed. With only Claire’s body in the bed, it looked very empty compared to when I’d last seen it, when she’d been sandwiched between her two young black lovers. With Claire exhausted from the many hours of fucking, she was in a deep sleep and I was able to just sit there and look at the woman I loved.

The marks on her body told the story of the night she’d wanted and just had. A night when she was the only woman available to satisfy Jason and two of his horny young friends. I don’t know if I was imagining it, but even as she slept she seemed to have a smile of contentment on her face. Even if I was imagining this, I knew how much she’d enjoyed the evening from the small parts I’d seen.

As I looked at my wife’s sleeping body, I realized we were truly at a crossroads. First at the cabin, and now with Claire and her three lovers, our playing with this lifestyle had lurched forward with a frightening burst of speed. And Hannah, who’d lived this lifestyle, was cautioning that we needed to slow it all down. My gut told me she was right. But my gut also told me slowing it down wasn’t something on Claire’s agenda. And the man within who loved sharing and watching his beautiful wife also had little interest in slowing down.

I knew between us we had a lot of thinking to do. To decide which direction to go at the crossroads. And as I rose from the bed to leave my sleeping wife, I spotted a piece of paper next to Claire. “Claire, we really enjoyed last night. The party we told you about is Friday. I’m glad you agreed to come. Trust me, you’ll have a great time, Tyrell.”

With a deep sigh, I realized the conversation we needed to have was going to be harder than I’d imagined.