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My wife Liz and me are in our late 20s, we have been married for 5 years and her beauty, sexuality and hot dress sense always attracts lots of male attention, I am always on edge, but also a little excited about who is staring at her and who was going to try and hit on her. I have a fairly small dick myself, only about 4 inches and quite thin, so I am always on edge, especially when Liz and her friends joke about guys with big dicks, it makes me feel nervous, less masculine and inadequate. I do manage to satisfy Liz sexually though and we enjoy a lot of rewarding sex, even if I often have to bring her to orgasm with a small vibrator, that’s mainly because I normally come really fast, in well under two minutes when Liz and I fuck.

Last December we went to my works Xmas party, it was just before Xmas and Liz was dressed in a very sexy outfit (as was usual). Black 10 denier stockings, matching black lacy, sexy underwear, a black skirt with silver clips up one side to form a conservative split along her shapely thigh, a cream silk blouse with lace panels and a revealing front that could barely contain her gorgeous round breasts, on her feet a pair of black velvet 5” high heels. As we walked across the car park to the venue her heels and her tight skirt made her walk in a really sexy way. Liz loves high heels and they really push her bum and tits out, causing a sexy motion too, making her tits and arse sway in an amazing hypnotic, cyclic manner. I thought to myself how fucking gorgeous and beautiful she is, and how lucky I am to have her.

The Xmas party was held at a really swishy hotel and golf club just North of Birmingham, all the guys from work were stopping overnight with their partners and after Liz and I had dropped our bags in our room and Liz adjusted her makeup, checked her stockings were fitting just right by hiking up her skirt and adjusting the dark nylon tops, we headed for the restaurant and festivities. Now Liz is sexy, very sexy, she has a kind of power over men and she knows it, uses it, plays with us. As Liz and I walk through the restaurant towards our table you can feel her power, it’s natural, she doesn’t try to be sexy, she just is, and everyone likes to look, admire. As we walked through the lines of tables toward the table where our party was sitting, Liz paraded her sexual power, flaunted and celebrated it. Her beauty, her slim, muscular calves stretching and flexing with each step towards the table, her hips swinging slightly from side to side in that tight black skirt with the slit up the thigh, revealing those black tights, or are they stockings? That's what the guys are thinking when they are admiring her long shapely legs, right. Her long blonde hair is held in a long comb along the centre of her head, at the back, so her long blonde curls tumble in an elegant waterfall down the centre of her back. Yes, she wielded and paraded her power through that room, male eyes glancing, and then again, looking for longer than is polite. Her large round breasts are moving slightly, swaying, only very slightly, up and down, side to side, just a hint of a bounce as her stilettoes guide her, jiggle her tits slightly, as she walks in a perfect line through the tables. That's Liz's walk, it’s not a catwalk model sway, you know with feet crossing each other. No, it’s less deliberate than that, just a perfect sexy straight line, one high heeled foot placed perfectly in line with the other. But Christ, how that walk affects her hips, her arse too, it slightly rises and falls, moving slowly, mesmerizingly from side to side, and her tits, now they aren’t really big, she’s only a size 10 dress size so her nice 34D’s pushed into a deep cleavage look very juicy. As Liz walks like that, in her high heels, her tits sway and move a little in front of her, attracting the male gaze like a powerful irresistible magnet, Christ, 34-24-34, what a sight to behold.

Yes, Liz has it, sexual power, and everyone in the room can sense it, can feel, taste and enjoy it. The men staring, imagining, feeling a little flushed, getting firm in their pants. The women looking, admiring, angry with their men for staring too much, but also understanding that their guys couldn’t really help it, yes the girls can see Liz’s sexuality too, I think some girls also like to look. Now Ramus, one of my workmates instantly notices Liz at quite a distance off, he sees her power, gorges his eyes on her sexual arrogance. As Ramus sees Liz, so does Jim sitting next to him, "fuck me Ramus" Jim says quietly, Jim's wife can't hear him, she is engrossed in a conversation about school’s with the wife sitting next to her. "Yep" Ramus says, feasting his eyes on Liz's cleavage, her jiggling tits and swaying hips. Liz has a lovely personality, people like her and she is smiling at one of the girls sitting at the table, Liz recognises her from previous events and Ramus is entranced with Liz, with her smile, her straight white teeth, her sensuality. “Hey Ramus,” Jim says, taking a sip of his drink, "how the fuck did that pencil dick Paul get a gorgeous chick like that eh? Christ his mini-dick must be a fucking terrible disappointment to a girl like her, I bet he can't satisfy her, no fucking way man." Ramus, still looking at Liz, taking in her tits moving slightly, pressing against the cream silk blouse "you’re fucking right there Jim, Paul is one hell of a lucky fucker, I bet she fucks his brains out, look at those fucking legs man, they go on forever." You know how guys talk about really hot chicks.

It's crazy you know, but walking through that restaurant I felt that I had real power, I felt a little arrogant and very self-confident. I had power, it was not my own, no I was lending it from my gorgeous wife, I was envied, admired, seriously, I thought it was me in control, but I was just borrowing a little of Liz's power I guess. It felt good though, I felt proud, alpha male, yes guys, you can look, you can stare, but I've got her, I slide between those shapely thighs and drive my dick into her wet cunt. Yes, it's me who has the power, admire me!

The Xmas party evening started with a meal and we were all sitting around the dinner table, drinking and in a really fun mood. Our works team was fairly small, we work for a large manufacturing company in Birmingham, but it was just our small group tonight, only about a dozen guys with their wives and one guy (Ramus) who was on his own, Ramus was always on his own, at the start of a night-out anyway. Ramus doesn’t have a partner and he has a reputation as a bit of a lady killer. Probably because he is actually a bit of a lady killer, Ramus is really fit and very handsome. I know he has a really big cock because we had all played football together in the past, just inter works matches, and we had laughed and joked in the showers at how big his dick was, and it was only soft then. Ramus' soft cock is bigger, about twice the size of my erection, I would say about six inches long and twice as thick as my tool; that’s when Ramus is soft.

Anyway, as the meal progresses the drink flows and we play some daft party games, some of the wives were laughing and giggling amongst themselves, I asked Liz what they were playing up about and she giggled and told me that they were talking about the size of Ramus' dick. I had never told Liz about Ramus's dick, I wanted Liz to think that my cock was a decent size, but some of the guys had told their wives and girlfriends about Ramus and they were laughing and giggling amongst themselves, looking at Ramus who was a little shy about it, but he joined in with them. Nothing dirty or sexual really, just fun banter and jokes, stuff like "I bet your girlfriends are always satisfied and leave with a big smile Ramus" and he was joining in and saying, " yes, sometimes they struggle to walk after I have finished with them. During the meal I could see Liz taking the occasional crafty glance at Ramus, and he kept sneaking a look at her. But this is not unusual, Liz is a very hot looking wife, late 20's blonde, lovely hour glass figure, right in her sexual prime.

After the meal we all trooped down a wooden staircase into the night club and disco, we continued drinking and dancing. No one was really sozzled or anything, just freed up a little by the drinks. Ramus was dancing with all of the wives but he didn't come and ask Liz, I think he guessed how protective I was about her and she was quite intimidating for men due to her super sexy look and great figure. Anyway one of my friends’ wives came off the dance floor and the girls were in a little group while us guys were drinking and chatting. I could see the girls giggling and talking about Ramus who was now dancing with someone else’s wife. When Liz and I next spoke I asked what all the hilarity was about just then and she said that Chris's wife had come off the dance floor and said she had felt Ramus' cock pressing against her leg while they were dancing, and it was massive! I could see Liz was just a little tipsy and she was giggling and chuckling while telling me about it, this made me feel both uneasy, due to the small cock I have, and a little excited to see her kind of playful, it was kind of sexy to listen to Liz talking about Ramus’ big dick. I watch a lot of porn and love all the interracial stuff, it really excites me, so it kind of stirred me a bit to hear Liz talking like that about a black guy.

So the night progressed, me and Liz danced, Liz danced with the girls, Ramus danced with all the wives except for Liz, who was just a little tipsy but definitely not pissed, I was getting fairly pissed now and was dancing a little less, watching the dance floor more now and chatting to the guys. At about midnight a song came on that Liz wanted to dance to, a fairly fast number, but I said I didn't want to dance. Liz was trying to coax me back onto the dance floor in her sexy hip swaying, tit waving way, but I was saying no, I'm chilling here, having a drink and chat with the guys. Ramus was nearby and he must have seen this and he finally came over and asked Liz if he could dance with her, she looked at me for reassurance and Ramus then very politely asked me if he could dance with Liz, I said "yes, sure, have fun", after all he is one of my mates, as well as one of my work colleagues. Liz and Ramus walked out onto the dance floor, it was a fairly boppy number so they were dancing apart from each other and loads of other people were having fun on the dance floor too. I was chatting with the Jim and the guys but I couldn't stop myself from repeatedly glancing at Ramus and Liz to see what they were doing, how they were dancing, I was admiring Liz, her shapely body swaying and moving to the beat. Ramus was a really cool dancer and Liz was laughing at his dancing tricks, Liz was occasionally swaying her hips, shaking her arse and tits, lifting her arms and dancing in a pretty sexy way.

The DJ played another couple of boppy records and Liz and Ramus were getting on great, laughing and moving around each other, I kept detaching myself from the conversation with the guys to watch and Jim noticed and joked with me "you wanna watch Liz with Ramus Paul, he can get any girl he likes, she looks like she is falling under his spell to me". Just then the DJ put on a slower number, it was one of those songs you have to smooch to, dance close. So Ramus and Liz then begin to dance really close, I was frozen in my chair, kind of boiling with anger, but also feeling scared and excited at seeing my sexy wife dancing so close with another guy; who was known to have a really big dick. There were still lots of people on the dance floor and they were moving slowly like all the others, I had to kind of peak through gaps as people moved to see what Liz and Ramus were doing. They were still in a light mood, talking and laughing as they danced. At one point they changed dancing position and Ramus somehow now had his thigh between Liz's legs, not in a sexual way, but in a dancing way, they were still swaying and I could see Liz's fantastic arse kind of pushed out as she danced on her high heels, I think Ramus' thigh was pushing her arse backwards, making it stick out a little further than normal. As they danced I am not certain, but pretty sure that I saw Liz grind against Ramus's thigh a few times, not obviously but I could kind of see her arse move just slightly forward and backwards a couple of times as they moved slowly to the music. I was in a kind of trance watching them and Liz didn't look towards me once, Ramus had positioned their dancing at quite a distance away and they danced so I couldn't see either of their faces. Anyway, after two of these slow dances I thought my guts were going to drop out, the guys would think I am a pussy if I didn't react in some way, even some of them were occasionally glancing over at Liz and Ramus, but they had stopped ribbing me about it, I think they tried to ignore it. The rest of the girls were looking on, and they were looking at Liz and Ramus, then looking at me. I felt I had to do something, so plucked up a little courage and went out to them on the dance floor, I said "hey Ramus can I have my wife back now" and he and Liz laughed and he said, "sure Paul, you sure are a lucky guy, Liz is really beautiful and a great dancer" he smiled at Liz then went back to the group of wives and within seconds he was dancing with one of them.

Liz and I danced for a little while but I was kind of worked up, angry and also strangely excited. When we went back to our table I asked her why she had danced so sexily with Ramus. She said that she hadn't intended to, but he had kind of made it impossible for her not to dance in that way, by pushing against her, she giggled (I think because of the drink) and said that she had felt Ramus' cock against her leg while they danced and it really was huge! I tried to laugh along with this but I felt really threatened, whilst also excited to see her acting in such a teasing and sexy way. I guess Liz sensed my discomfort because she cuddled and kissed me and said was sorry if she had upset me, she said that I was her one and only, that she loved my dick, and it was just a dance. I felt comfortable again and we sat and talked. I cannot be sure but I think as we talked she kept glancing past me and when I checked on one occasion and I’m sure she was looking at Ramus.

The disco finally ended and we were all staying in the hotel. As we walked back to our room Liz and I bumped into Ramus in the corridor, he was staying a couple of doors down the hall and had a bottle of Vodka and Lemonade with him, he asked if we wanted some and Liz quickly giggled and said "yes please Ramus, the night’s still young and we would love some" we were right outside our room now so I invited Ramus in and we put some music on the TV, just quiet background music and I grabbed some glasses. It was a relaxed atmosphere and as I poured the drinks Ramus asked me if he could dance with Liz again, I was feeling a little tipsy now and I said "yeh Ramus, sure, no problem, as long as it's ok with Liz". It was ok with Liz, for sure, she jumped up like an excited schoolgirl, giggling and said "oh sure it is fine with me, you are a great dancer Ramus", beaming and smiling at him. So I sat with my glass of Vodka and Lemonade while Liz and Ramus danced a few feet in front of me. They danced apart, their dancing and glances were light and fun, but they seemed to be very focussed on each other, Liz was having great fun, moving her hips, her tits and her ass in a really sexy snake like way now.

Now I know Liz can be a little attracted to black guys because when we go out to pubs and clubs the black guys always seem to hit on her, and she always flirts with them playfully, I think to tease me. White guys are a bit less confident in bars and clubs aren’t they, I mean black guys will try and hit on Liz right in front of me, Liz laughs it off, makes a joke of it, and teases me about being over protective.

Liz is very sensual, sexually adventurous (only between the two of us) and we occasionally watch porn together and I always make sure it is interracial porn that we watch. I know it turns her on because the first time we watched it, this is what happened: Liz and I are at home in our bedroom, we are lying side by side, face down on the bed watching this porno on a Laptop in front of us, a hot blonde girl (she looks a lot like Liz) has got herself into a situation with a couple of black guys and they are looking after her nicely, as the action moves from her sucking their big pricks to a spit roast I start stroking Liz's back and I move slowly down to her firm round ass, and as I am stroking her I can feel her energy, her tension. As my hand moves across her butt she parts her slim muscular thighs just a little and I slide my middle finger down along the length of her slit. Well I can tell you that I was shocked, her cunt was literally oozing with juice and as my finger moved between her cunt lips, which were small and spread like a flower, she lifted her hips slightly and pushed her dripping cunt firmly against my finger which was slowly tracing a path backwards and forwards along her beautiful soft twat. Her breathing was a little interrupted and she was taking shallow breaths as she started to roll her hips up and down, to rub her cunt against my finger, whilst watching the spit roasting of her doppelganger. I assure you, I could have left my hand still, definitely, and she would have lay there working herself off watching the movie, no problem. I had got really turned on by the situation myself, I was amazed at the effect that this interracial porn was having on my wife. I had never seen her so turned on, and so wet in such a short time, I was literally amazed. Anyway, Liz's reaction had made my small slim cock throb like an engine so I rolled her over and spread her thighs wide. I almost came as I entered her, her cunt was a boiling, soaking heaven. We both came really quickly, with Liz pushing and grinding her hips up against me as she searched, stretched for even deeper penetration. Afterwards while we lay there on our backs I teased her a little, you know, I said "watching those black cocks really got you wild then baby, I reckon you would like to take on one of those guys wouldn’t you" and she was a little embarrassed and said "don’t be crazy Paul, yours is the only cock for me, but I know what you mean honey, the way they were fucking that girl got me really turned on, I don't know why". It might seem obvious to you reading this but at the time it was a revelation to me. Liz was my wife and I was the only guy she had ever been with, so I had somehow discovered a darker, previously unseen side to her. It excited me, but also made me a little uneasy. What had I found in Liz, did she even know about that side of herself? I am not sure.

So, I return our story, to the well-appointed hotel room, Ramus and Liz are dancing in our hotel room I am aware that Liz can have a horny reaction to handsome black guys, I know deep down how receptive Liz is to black sexy guys, and interracial sex. The energy in the room has somehow changed a little, it has edged from fun and jokes to something else. I can taste it in the air, sexuality, lust, and it is almost visible as they dance. Ramus and Liz are dancing slowly again now, the music has slowed and they are very close to each other, moving in unison slowly. I feel as if I shouldn't be there but I am transfixed, I am feeling myself getting angry, I am her husband but Ramus is dancing with his muscular thigh between her legs again and there is definitely a different perspective to Liz. I am sitting taking a drink just behind them, within four feet and I can see the sexuality of the movements. I am no longer glimpsing through a crowded dance floor, no, this is clear. Liz has her hands raised and clasped behind Ramus's muscular neck, she is stretching upwards and this extends her shapely calves, they are slim and shine in the ten denier stockings (Liz always wears very sheer stockings, says no point in wearing them if they aren't really sexy). Ramus has his large hands clamped just below Liz's narrow waist, they are resting on her hips. Now I will never know which one of them is making this happen, but Liz's bum is moving really slowly, so that her cunt, my cunt, is really slowly but deliberately applying and releasing pressure against Ramus's thigh. Her pelvis raises and falls slightly, just a little, very slowly, as her hips also rock gently from side to side. This motion, in sync with the music is kind of swirling her butt around and around, so that her tight round arse, encased in that mid-thigh length skirt, is making a three dimensional rolling and yes, grinding motion, fuck me, definitely grinding now, for sure, I knew it.

Well, to be honest I wasn't prepared for this, and even though I had to watch I was boiling up, I could hear my own heartbeat in my ears, feel it pumping in my chest. I had to stop them, I was feeling pain and in a dark corner of my soul arousal too. So I coughed, and said "hey does either of you guys want another drink?" Lame, I know, but they parted a little shocked at themselves I think, Ramus apologised, "sorry Paul, I think that was out of order mate, I am a little tipsy, I am embarrassing myself, can I use your loo?" So Ramus popped into the toilet and Liz, slowly, hips swinging sexily, walked over to me, "hey, I’m really sorry baby. That was crazy, I think Ramus had best leave now and I will fuck you, tease you until you are begging for it then I will fuck your brains out, I am feeling dead horny, I need cock". I should have said yes, Ramus must leave, but I don't know why, I didn’t. From somewhere deep inside me I said, "Fucking hell Liz, that was a turn on watching you then, you looked fucking amazing, so sexy dancing with Ramos". I was wrestling with myself now, I really wanted to say it, to find the courage, the power to put it to her, but would she be disgusted in me, would she get mad with me and fall out of love with me for suggesting it? I was stoked now, high on adrenaline, I somewhere found the courage, maybe madness, to say these crazy words, "you know Liz, this is really weird, (deep breath) but I would love to get a little experimental here, you know, maybe you, me and Ramus could have a threesome, I think that would be really hot, really crazy, you know, you me and Ramus, getting it on." Well, that was it, massive gamble, and heart beating out of my chest as I waited for it, terrified now that I had disgusted her, lost her, driven her away. But Liz looked up at me, lips parted, she looked deep inside me, her blue eyes penetrating my soul, as her blue eyes stared deep into my pathetic soul she reached down and felt for my cock. Of course, it was rock hard and then she smiled up at me, "you fucking horny little bastard Paul, you’re turned on, you want me to act like one of your Porn stars don't you, you want me to act like a little slut, and fuck Ramus don't you."

And that was it, my life changed irreversibly at that single point, I felt terrible fear, amazing elation, I had found the courage, used my power and I had somehow stepped onto another plane, Liz was smiling now, giggling, teasing me, she reached her arms around my neck and kissed me, a deep, energy filled kiss, a new deeper, urgent passionate kiss. It’s crazy, I have pushed the envelope and we are in a new zone, an alien place, but Liz is confident, in control. I have just given her the green light and she is now excited, anticipating. She kisses me again deeply and says "fuck Paul, are you sure? This is so hot, are you ok with this really?" I confess to her "yes, I want it, I want to show you off, I want to see you show your beautiful body off, act like a slut, get it on with Ramus". She kisses me again, her tits pushing against my chest, her tongue pressing against mine, yes, Liz is really turned on by this, I think I know her now.

As Liz and I are kissing Ramus walks back into the room. He coughs nervously and we break off, "err, excuse me, sorry, I didn't want to disturb you, I think I should be going. I am sorry about that earlier (he means the cunt grinding), you know, I guess I overstepped the mark, sorry Paul, sorry Liz". He is genuinely embarrassed, self-conscious, his gaze switches between the carpet and us. Liz says, "heh, don't be silly Ramus, everything is fine, honestly, I was just giving Paul a Christmas kiss. There was nothing wrong with what happened earlier, Paul and me are really fine about it, excited by it, I liked it, we liked it, isn't that right Paul, Ramus you should definitely stay a while longer." I chipped in, "Yes, its fine Ramus, honestly, we are cool, to be honest we both found it hot, exciting." Ramus's face was a study, I think his jaw dropped as he took it in, he stepped from one foot to the other and regained his composure, he smiled at us, at me, I think he said "wow, fucking hell, you guys are fucking out there, wild, you mean" ...... but his voice trailed off, I don't think he could complete his sentence, Liz was looking at him, engaging him, focussing him.

Liz slowly, calmly, walked across the room towards Ramus, holding his eyes, with hers. As she walked away from me, stepping out into the void, I admired that tight, round firm ass, encased in her tight skirt, that slim pinched waist, slender, muscular long legs, shapely thighs encased under the black cotton skirt, pushing against it as she slowly stepped towards Ramus. As Liz stood in front of Ramus, small against his muscular frame, she placed her hands on his biceps, squeezing, not obviously, but feeling his strength through his white shirt, her long red fingernails stark, shining as she gripped and released his biceps slowly. "Ramus, you haven't given me a Christmas kiss yet, you really can't leave until you have given me a Christmas kiss. She was looking up at him, smiling, taunting, full, red lips, parted, blue eyes holding him, inviting him to move closer. I think Ramus was in shock, he looked up from Liz, looked at me, his gaze was questioning, confused, he could not believe what was happening, how the evening was racing, careering off into a new, unexpected direction.

I am embarrassed now, by what I did, but I looked back at Ramus, his questioning dark eyes, and I kind of puckered my lips, raised my eyebrows and started nodding, encouraging him, without words, telling him, go on man, yeh, go on it's ok, I held my thumbs up too (crazy I know), to make sure Ramus got the message, my unspoken signals saying to him, yeh, it's fine, go on man you can kiss her, you can take her, lick her, squeeze and pinch her, yeh man, you can open her shapely legs, press your weight on top of her, yeh man you can fuck my gorgeous wife. These thoughts were racing through my brain like a drumroll. Ramus nodded at me, smiled at Liz and then Liz engaged him, her head tilted back, reaching up towards Ramus, stretching upwards, her shapely calf muscles flexing underneath her beautiful 10 denier nylons as she offered her soft mouth to him, her blue eyes inviting him, dark long eyelashes tempting him. Ramus lowered his lips towards Liz and she slid her hands up from his biceps, onto his muscular broad shoulders, using her arms to pull his mouth onto hers, and their lips met, softly, caressing, exploring. Liz parted her lips, worked her mouth against Ramus's large full lips, I could see her tongue, slide across his bottom lip, tasting him, teasing him, and then pushing forward into his mouth, to be met, countered by his tongue, sliding against each other as they tripped and tumbled around in his mouth and then he was kissing Liz, fully, his tongue pushing, gliding searching in her mouth. My brain screamed to me, this is a mistake, stop, Liz, I was wrong, this is wrong, I can't do this, can't watch you kissing another guy, that's my mouth, only I can kiss you like this. But, of course I had set this in motion, I couldn't stop it now, didn't want to anyway, I was transfixed, frozen like a statue, watching her intoxicate him with lust, intoxicate me with lust.

Ramus was no longer the assured alpha male now, no, Liz was in control, she held the power, his alpha male assuredness was being shattered, smashed to pieces, it was crumbling and falling onto the floor at her five inch black velvet heels. They stopped kissing, it must have been about three minutes, a long passionate kiss, as they separated a little, taking a breath, Liz smiled up at Ramus, "ummmm....... that was really nice, you are a great kisser, happy Christmas Ramus." Liz was toying with him, teasing him, he was in her web now, just as I was. She looked towards me, over her shoulder, her large round breast clear, pressing against her silk blouse, "was that ok baby, did you like that, watching me and Ramus?" "Yeh honey, It was.....hot, very sexy, crazy, you looked amazing together." "Paul, can I kiss Ramus again? Not a Christmas kiss, just a kiss for Ramus? Is that ok?" I mumble, heart pounding, ears screaming, "Yeh, sure Liz, if you want to"

I am outside myself now, watching this scene from an adjacent position, if you have been there, in the same room with a guy kissing your wife you will know what I mean. I was in shock I think, I thought Liz was mine, only mine, I was rocked, panicked, self- doubt and anxiety flooding through my veins. Ramus, looked towards me and I smiled, a slight nod, and Liz's hands, gliding across Ramus's thick shoulders and onto his muscular neck, her long red fingernails, blending in against Ramus's dark skin, their mouths touched again, but Liz backed her head away a little, smiled sexily, revealed her white teeth, her wide blue eyes looking at Ramus as she gently nibbled his bottom lip, then her tongue, just the tip, slowly slid across his lip, then onto his top lip. She slid her head upwards, alongside Ramus's and I am sure she whispered something in his ear, I couldn't tell what it was, she has never told me what she whispered to Ramus, flatly refuses to. It really fucking aroused him though, totally focussed and engaged him, because their mouths pressed together again with a real urgency, searching, working, tongues, pushing, bumping as their breathing became deeper, more purposeful, more cunt grinding.

Ramus has now dropped his hands lower, they are still on Liz's waist, but lower, on her shapely hips, he is gripping her tightly and I think he is going to drop his hands even lower and start squeezing Liz's beautiful round arse, but he doesn’t. Ramus is a gentleman and he keeps his hands on her hips, squeezing her, holding her tightly. They were really kissing now, you could feel the sexual energy in the room, crackling, humming as their mouths and tongues coaxed and teased their desire onwards, upwards to a higher level. They didn't stop kissing, just kept going for ages, easily more than 5 minutes. Liz, her small hands caressing Ramus's neck, stroking, gripping slipping up to the back of his head, her wedding ring and engagement ring glinting at me, glittering against his dark skin as she pulled his mouth harder onto hers, worked her tongue against his. Now, I am getting really turned on, stressed and frightened too, but very, very turned on. Liz broke away from Ramus, their bodies parting, separating, denying the power of the magnetic field that had been pressing them together. Liz looked at me, a little flushed, walked towards me, slowly, deliberately holding me in her gaze, her hips swung as she crossed the short distance towards me, her red lips apart, a little redder, a little more puffy than usual. Liz looked into my eyes, laid her hands against my chest just as she had done to Ramus and leaned in towards me, pressing her tits against my chest, she whispered into my ear, "you liked that didn't you Paul, you liked watching Ramus kiss me, liked to watch me acting slutty, getting horny, it turned you on didn’t it. I want you to kiss me now Paul, I don't want to leave you out my darling".

Liz kissed me in a teasing way, as she has done so many times before, her tongue flicking against my lips, her teeth gently applying pressure to my bottom lip until the pleasure just started to tip over into discomfort. Liz was slowly unbuttoning my shirt, still kissing me, pushing her tongue into my mouth, pressing and tripping her tongue against mine. My shirt fell to the floor and then it was my trousers dropping onto the carpet. My brain screamed out, no Liz, I don't want Ramus to see my dick, I don't want you to see my dick, not when Ramus is in the same room. But my pants were down now and Liz has wrapped her fingers gently around my stiff cock, she doesn’t masturbate me, she just kissed me deeply and applied gentle pressure, then release, pressure, release, repeating on my throbbing shaft. Liz knows me, knows I could come too quickly and ruin the adventure. I unbuttoned Liz's silky cream blouse, revealed her lovely round tits perched in that expensive black lacy bra with a little red bow sown in the middle, in the centre of her cleavage, I slipped her blouse down and off her shoulders, I then unzipped her tight skirt and slipped it down over the globes of her tight round arse, I let it fall to the floor, Liz couldn't see Ramus, he was behind her, eyes popping out, on stalks, he was matching me in undressing, his shirt was removed too, trousers off and then boxer shorts off. Fucking hell, I had seen his dick before, in the showers after football, but it had been totally soft then. Jesus, now it was semi-erect, standing out in front of him, not stiff yet, I was shocked, it must have been 7" long, arcing forwards in front of him, the large circumcised helmet sitting at the end of the arc, facing down towards the floor. Ramus was shaved down there, which mde his tool look even bigger against his muscular stomach. He was looking at Liz's gorgeous, shapely legs in her sheer 10 denier stockings, and at the top of them her beautiful round arse, decorated in the black lace knickers she wore. Ramus, was totally focussed on Liz, his large smooth cock bounced and moved from side to side as he slowly walked towards us. It wasn't just the length of his dick that shocked me, no, and by Christ it was unusually fucking long. No it was actually the width, the girth. It was so fucking wide, so fat, it was unbelievable, crazy girth, I guess it was about two inches across at the base, tapering down along the long shaft a little to the joint were a perfect big strawberry shaped circumcised helmet jutted out in diameter again, yes, this is a serious dick. It was a shocking and intimidating sight, I was seriously intimidated.

Ramus walks in behind Liz as I am kissing her, he presses tight against her, she tenses slightly as she feels him move close behind her, she feels the shaft of that big dick press against her lower back, the weight of his helmet resting on the curve of her arse, she instinctively paused as we were kissing, held her breath as Ramus pushed himself against her. Ramus kissed Liz's shoulders and neck, sexily, licking and kissing her, his large hands massaging her shoulders. We stop kissing and Liz steps aside a little, she moves away from me just a bit, so that Ramus is close on one side, and I am close on the other. We are almost standing side by side now and Liz smiles at me, her eyes teasing me, and then her neck stretches away from me as her lips seek out Ramus on the other side, reaching for him, wet and soft.

Now this is a very hot situation, Ramus and I take turns kissing Liz, then while ramus is kissing her I move my head lower and slip her black lacy bra down a little to reveal one of her nipples, it isn’t hard and I take it between my lips and suck, Liz responds to the arousal (she loves attention on her nipples) flexing her back a little to offer her nipple to me, pushing it into my mouth. I lick and nibble it until it begins to firm up, grow and get hard, it is quickly standing proud on top of her large round breast. Ramus sees what I am doing and he joins in too, sucking Liz’s other tit, I then swap from her tit and kiss her mouth again. Liz has an arm around each of our shoulders and this foreplay cycle repeats for a little while, me and Ramus taking turns kissing and sucking Liz’s nipples so that they are standing proud, hard, long and firm. I take my hand and slide it down Liz’s flat stomach, down father and onto the outside of her knickers. I cup my hand over the damp silky gusset and press it onto her mound, she responds, matching my pressure with her own, pressing her pelvis forwards so that her mound is pushing back against my hand, Liz releases a quiet little appreciative purr as Ramus is kissing her, she is happy, relieved that one of us is finally touching her cunt. She is breathing quite heavy now and I slide my hand up and then over the lace waistband of her knickers, past the little red bow at the centre of the waistband and down her smooth stomach and onto the smooth, fully shaved, soft line of her slit. I am just teasing the outside of her cunt, sliding only my middle finger along the length of her lips, up and down, up and down, slowly, I am also rotating the pad of my middle finger around and around on her splayed protruding cunt lips, Liz is flexing and pushing her hips forwards, whilst kissing Ramus, rocking her pelvis, desperately trying to work my finger into her warm cunt, but I won’t let her have it, I just tease and torment her wet slot. I move up to the soft bud of her clitoris and do the same to that, Liz groans a little, frantically working her hips to gain more pressure, but still I just tease, get her on the edge. I can tell you, honestly, Liz’s cunt was dripping wet, she was more turned on than I have ever seen her, breathing faster, her smooth shaved cunt was so wet and warm.

Liz can’t take it any longer, she stops kissing Ramus and pants to us both, “Jesus, you two are getting me really fucking turned on with your antics, it’s unfair two onto one, I think it is time for me to give you boys a little attention now.” At this Liz steps away from us and sits down on the small couch facing us, her long sexy legs crossed, foot lifting and falling a little to the beat of the music that is still playing. As Liz sits and gets comfortable she sees Ramus’ long, broad cock for the first time, her eyes widen and her lips part in a sort of shocked reflex. She lifts her hand to her face and says “My god Ramus, you really are well endowed aren’t you, holy cow that is amazing, I have honestly never seen one that big before, it’s fantastic.” Liz is genuinely shocked to see just how big Ramus actually is (and it still isn’t fully hard yet). “Come over her boys, don’t be mean, and let me take a closer look at you.” Ramus and I step towards Liz, his long cock swaying and bouncing in front of him as we walk over to Liz. Liz’s eyes haven’t moved off Ramus’ dick, honestly she is transfixed, amazed, astounded, locked on. “Can I touch it please Paul, can I Ramus?” “Yeh, sure Liz, take a good feel” I replied, Ramus also says “Yeh, sure Liz it’s for you.” Liz then touches her first big black cock. She first weights the helmet end in the palm of her small hand, then moves her hand a little farther down and grips round his shaft about halfway down his length, Liz lifts it and moves it from side to side, wraps her fingers around it and just about manages to touch the tip of her thumb with the tip of her middle finger, stretching her hand to encircle Ramus’ slowly hardening cock, “whoooh, Ramus, this is crazy, I’m not sure if this would fit inside me.” She brings her second hand up also now and timidly slides her outstretched fingertips of both hands down the length of Ramus’ shaft, his dick lifts and swells a little more at her soft touch and Liz jumps a little, giggling, and chuckling. Ramus and I laugh too, it is comical in a way, but very sexy, Liz is tentatively investigating this big cock. She then wraps both of her hands around it, she can just about fit both hands on his shaft and still his big helmet still pokes out, extending beyond the length of her grip. Liz is smiling, cooing and murmuring about how lovely Ramus’ cock is. Gently, with both hands she slowly eases the pressure on, then off, on then off, and begins to move her hands slightly, slowly backwards and forwards, making Ramus slowly rock at the hips. “Oh my” Liz purrs as Ramus’ cock flexes, expands even more, visibly stiffens, hardens and grows in her hands. Liz then moves her right hand across and onto my skinny small cock, she just squeezes and releases, squeezes and releases, feels it in her hand, comparing the different feel of the two cocks I guess. Ramus says “you can give it a kiss if you like Liz”, chuckling. Liz looks at me, smiles, “Is that ok Paul? Ok for me to kiss Ramus’ dick? Explosion in my brain, panic, but then out of my mouth “yeh sure baby, I think that would be a nice treat for Ramus”. Liz smiled at me, then smiled up at Ramus, her beautiful face, beautiful red lips lean forwards and touch the tip of Ramus’ helmet. Just a little peck, and Ramus’ dick lifts and grows even more, it must be fully erect now, about 9” and fucking wide, really wide. Liz knows how to tease a guy, she understands us, knows how to really make you beg for ejaculation. Her tongue slips down one side of Ramus’ cock and then back up to the tip and down the other side of his mighty shaft. She moves down to his smooth black balls and kisses, flicks her tongue against the large sack. Liz is enjoying this a lot, she licks Ramus’ bell end, teasing and flicking her tongue across the tip and around the glands, then, Liz parts her lips, opens her mouth, stretches her mouth, and takes him in, just the helmet, a long, wet, nice big suck, followed by a big lick. Ramus kind of groans and says “wow, that is fucking lovely Liz”. Liz then holds Ramus’ dick in both hands and proceeds to suck and lick Ramus’ his rock hard dick for about 5 minutes. I and out of her mouth, sucking licking, kissing, no chance of deep throat here, but Liz experiments a little, takes it down as far as she can, which is about halfway. Ramus is absolutely rock hard now and Liz can only just get the large girth of his helmet in her mouth, but Liz is really enjoying herself, worshipping this new treasure she has found. Liz told me later that she normally finds cocks quite ugly, unattractive, uninteresting, but not Ramus’, she thinks because it is so big, it makes it interesting, attractive, a monument to manhood she said. Liz thinks Ramus’ big dick is kind of beautiful, very beautiful it demanded attention and her caress, she really enjoyed holding it, playing with it, kissing and sucking it.

Now, I am struggling to watch this to be honest, Liz gorging and feasting on Ramus’ big black cock. Liz finally turns her attention to me, still one hand on Ramus’ shaft, gently wanking him, as she takes me in her mouth and her tongue dances over my glands and along my shaft, sweeping and circling around my short length. Don’t get judgemental on me but within 60 seconds I can feel the cum rising, feel the dim throb of nearing ejaculation. But Liz knows, knows my body and reads my reflexes, she quickly removes her lips from my dick and with her hand squeezes the base hard, really hard, this dissipates my desire to cum and she looks at Ramus, then smiles up at me “now Paul, I want you to take proper control of yourself, I don’t want you getting over excited, I don’t want you embarrassing yourself in front of our guest” she says this softly, really teasing me, but also kind of ordering me. Liz still has her left hand on Ramus’ shaft, still slowly tugging backwards and forwards. My temperature lowers a little and I say “hey you two, why don’t we take this to the bed, get more comfortable?” “Sure, that will be nice, we can relax more a little more on the bed” Liz says. So we move to the bed. Liz is lying in the middle, on her back and I am on Liz’s left, Ramus on her right. Ramus and I start kissing and teasing Liz again, taking it in turns, mouth, tits, nipples, neck, stomach, I remove Liz’s bra and we have better access to her big tits, nipples rock hard now and her breathing quick. Then I am panicking a little, Ramus is down between Liz’s legs, they are only a little way apart but he is between them, lying on his front, his face inches away from Liz’s cunt. Ramus says “is it ok to take your knickers down Liz, Paul, is it ok for me to do that? I kind of stammer, I don’t say anything remotely understandable as English, just blurt out a grunt, a noise. But Liz is really turned on she wants him now, ants to feel him inside her; “Ramus, stop asking stupid questions, yes, for christ’s sake take my knickers off, they are soaking wet now anyway.” So I pass though an unimaginable horror, a crazy point in my life as I watch Ramus slowly peel Liz’s knickers down, over her smooth hips, revealing the mound of her shaven pubis, and her smooth cunt slot, down her shapely thighs, still encased in her stockings, past her knees, which Liz tips inwards a bit as he slides the lacy knickers down, over her stilettoes and off, onto the floor. It is a shocking thing to see another guy take off your wife’s knickers in front of you, shocking and electrifying, I am literally sweating, dumbstruck.

Ramus, then moves his head between Liz’s thighs, I am kissing her left tit and nipple and I see her pelvis lift slightly towards him as his large tongue flicks up and down her slit. Liz moans a little, in release and gratitude, as Ramus then begins to lick, suck and kiss her wet cunt, he is moving his mouth over her clitoris, sucking, kissing, and tracing a path up and down her glistening cunt lips. Liz is breathing heavily, holding her breath and gasping occasionally, she is really moving, rocking her hips and pelvis in accompaniment to Ramus’ felatio. She is breathing fast and letting out little gasps as she kisses me and moans, purrs gently. I think she has just come, she tensed, held her breath, panted and groaned, but I am not really sure, she didn’t say anything, but her pelvic thrusts had kind of stammered, halted, gripped Ramus’ head, then slowed and she relaxed. Ramus comes back up to Liz’s face, I can smell her sex on him, a nice sweet musky smell. Liz and Ramus kiss, really passionately, with urgency. I move away just a little, it feels weird being too close to Ramus, so I give them a little space as I slide to the side of the bed and sit up. Ramus is kissing Liz all over, cupping her big tits in his hand, squeezing her nipples and making her squirm a little. Liz whispers to Ramus, in his ear, but I can hear them this time “I want you to fuck me Ramus, I want to feel you inside me, but please fuck me gently, you are really big, you now that don’t you, so take it easy.” Ramus smiles down at Liz, then moves his body down, so that he is kneeling between her thighs, her legs are apart, but not spread wide, “sure Liz, I would never hurt you, I’ll make sweet love to you, really nice and gentle, you will get used to me, just relax.”

Than it happens, Ramus takes his long stiff dick in his right hand and gently rubs the helmet up and down Liz’s slit, he does this for a couple of minutes, just rubbing that big helmet along Liz’s cunt, up anddown, up and down. Liz is looking at me now, “are you ok Paul?” I nod, I can’t speak, I think I am crying inside, “are you sure you are ok with this Paul?”, Liz has a different look in her eyes, I guess she is getting turned on again because her smile is fading into a more concentrated, turned on look. I nod again “yeh, I’m good Liz, you look so hot, so sexy like that,” and she does, Ramus is now also rubbing her clit each time his bell end reaches the top of her slot, he is really teasing her and she has a really sexy, distant, happy look in her eyes as she moves and rolls her hips, pushing her cunt hard against him. Ramus is just staring at Liz, smiling and giving the occasional “ummmm, yummmmy”, he is now occasionally pushing forwards a little more, and easing Liz’s lips apart with his helmet and letting the broad tip of his glands part her lips a little and open her a little wider each time. Every time Ramus does this Liz tenses up, holds her breath, braces for the penetration, but each time Ramus, backs away and continues with the teasing, sliding his knob up and down against Liz’s wet pussy. Liz is on the brink, she gets in sync with this cycle and motion, and she is really enjoying being teased, tormented. She lifts her hips, rolls her pelvis, she strains with her calf muscles, heels pressing into the bed, as she pushes her cunt out against Ramus pushing the tip of his helmet just inside Liz, separating her cunt and opening her labia wide. Liz wants it now, really wants it, she has moved her hands onto Ramus’ knees, gripping his flesh with her fingers as she tries to pull him into her, tries to push herself onto him. Then it happens, I die a little inside as I see Liz’s labia flattened back against her and then opening, stretching, hands gripping onto Ramus’ knees, nails digging into his flesh as his large helmet slips inside. I honestly don’t know whether Ramus finally pushed it in, or whether Liz in frustration pulled herself onto it, but Ramus now has the tip of his long black cock inside my wife’s shaved, tight cunt. Ramus adjusts his position now, still with just the tip of his prick in her he moves his body forward, so that he is above Liz, she has now moved her hands on Ramus’ muscular forearms, griping him tightly, as he holds his weight above her, just their pelvic regions in contact. I have never seen a more frightening, but gorgeous sight, Liz looks fucking beautiful, absolutely gorgeous as she wriggles against that big black cock, the look on her face is a little surprised, the look of desire, the look of sex. Ramus begins to slowly rock his hips, just a little, so that his thick cock slips in and out of Liz, only an inch or so, but slowly, just gently letting her feel the fullness, the opening and spreading of her cunt. Liz is still holding her breath, (“breathe Liz, your’e gonna suffocate”, I say to myself), with each forward stroke Ramus makes, I can see Liz trying to accustom herself to Ramus’ girth, as he releases and pulls back she lets out a breath, a gasp, kind of pants, and then takes a breath for the forward movement, gripping Ramus’ forearms tightly. Ramus is being really gentle, just gently easing his big cock in and out of Liz, about 3”, maybe 4”, his strokes aren’t even as long as mine, but Liz is tensing her arms, her legs, her shoes have slipped off now, all the pushing and flexing with her heels and legs must have worked them off her feet. She is really working hard, pulling against Ramus, trying to accommodate him. Liz told me later that it was like being split in half, but in a really nice, pleasurable way, she said it felt like her whole body was being separated, pushed apart, and opened farther, wider than ever before. She said it was really tough to get used to Ramus’ size, really tough, but it was also really pleasurable, a sweet and sensual, enjoyable feeling of stress mixed with pleasure.

I am absolutely spellbound, in complete statue mode, sitting about a foot away on the edge of the bed, my cock straining, aching, heart fucking racing like never before, I watch Ramus slowly teasing and fucking my beautiful wife. He is slowly, gradually increasing the length of his stroke, just a little bit each time, and I can see the glistening wetness of Liz’s juices on his black shaft each time he withdraws. He never pulls right out, always leaving his bulbous helmet just inside Liz, stretching her, pressurising the walls of her sweet cunny, then slowly, gradually he is sliding his big cock back inside her. It takes them about 10 minutes and Ramus is still not fully in, he is rocking his hips, giving Liz about 7” stokes, still a couple of inches still to go, and Liz is still holding onto Ramus’ forearms for dear life, holding her breath and then gasping out, moaning as he slides in, groaning as he slides out. But then after about 15 minutes something happens within Liz, I don’t know what, but Liz lets out a really low moan, almost a grunt, a****l like and raw. At the same time she stretches her legs out and then lifts her knees up towards her head, opening her legs out really wide, splaying her stockinged thighs wide on the bed, she slides her hands from Ramus’ forearms and up onto his shoulders, pulling against him, gasping and moaning. Ramus leans down, kisses her and whispers to her “ohhh fuck, that’s it Liz, that’s it, relax, go with it, let me have it, let me take you.” Ramus rolls and grinds his hips a little farther forward there it is, Liz gasping, moaning, stretching as she accepts the full 9" length of Ramus’ cock “ohhhh, ohhhh, fuckkk, fuckkkk, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me Ramus.” Liz is gripping Ramus round the waist now, lifting and rolling her pelvis in time with Ramus’ slow, long, deep penetrations. Her legs really wide now, frog like, tensing and relaxing, moving in time with Ramus, she has relinquished all control, submitted herself, she is giving herself totally to him now, opening herself to him, taking him, deep, deeper than ever before. Ramus’ hard cock is opening her cunt so wide, she feels full, really full, stretched, a really sweet, intensely pleasurable discomfort is taking her brain onto another level, a previously undiscovered plane of ecstasy. They have been fucking for 30 minutes now and Liz is sweating, moaning and breathing in really short pants, She is clasping, scratching his back, squeezing and gripping him as she tenses, thrashes, orgasms, she is moaning “ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh, fuckkk, fuckk, fukkkk, I’m fucking coming, you’re making me come Ramus”. At this Ramus’ back and butt tense, I can see his arse muscles contract as he lets out a low groan and then, kissing Liz really deeply he is pulsing, cramping, shooting and pumping, gasping as his hot cum pours into Liz. They gradually subside, bodies still moving slowly, sliding against each other, their pants and moans gradually subsiding, until they finally come to rest. They look at each other, into each other’s eyes, “Holy Jesus Ramus, what the fuck was that, that was fucking amazing, religious” Liz whispers. Ramus rolls off, lying on his back breathing hard, “hell yeh, that was actually fucking glorious, you are fucking amazing Liz, fucking beautiful,” he looks over to me, “fuck Paul you are so lucky.”

“I know,” as I sit with my soft 4” dick, just resting in a small puddle of cum on the bed sheet.

When Ramus left I fucked Liz myself, it was honestly the best sex I have ever had, perfect, sensual, loving, full of pleasure and admiration, Liz is beautiful, absolutely fucking gorgeous. Her cunt was still perfect, tight (yes, even after ramus), she still gripped my thin dick really tight, and she ground her clit against me as we both orgasmed together. What a fucking night, it changed me and Liz forever.

You know, I think about that night sometimes and I toy with the concept of power, assertiveness, how each of us sought and used our power over each other during that evening of high stakes, amazingly high stakes for me. I had revealed my inner fantasy to Liz and, luckily she had not rejected me, if I had got that gamble wrong it could have been the end of us. I mean, a threesome with a black guy is not every girls cup of tea, I guess lots of wives would have been disgusted with me, trashed me, ended the marriage. But I was lucky, not Liz, no she had accepted my fantasy, shared my fantasy I guess. But I guess I was lucky, it was her fantasy too, yes it was, yes Liz was as dirty, as sexually experimental as me, she had really wanted it too. When we talked later I learned that she had been too scared to cross the line, too scared suggest it, in case I rejected her and didn’t lover her for wanting to be shared. But I honestly love her more, she said that she was scared of where it would lead to, I think she was scared of what she might release within her soul and I fucking love what it released in her soul.

I also chatted about it a few weeks later with Ramus, he said he saw Liz's confidence and her beauty and he thought that he would challenge her, see if he could get her. He told me weeks later, over a beer that he had deliberately given Liz the minimum of attention during the evening. When the other guys were flirting with her he had stayed back. He deliberately didn't dance with her in the disco, he said he wanted to teach her a lesson, show her that she couldn't have him, couldn't control him, that her beauty and sexuality didn't hold power over him. I guess Ramus was crafty, he was not going to let his alpha male status submit to Liz's alpha female. He wanted to challenge her, to see if he could be that casual towards her that she would want him. And that is what happened, I guess in the disco Liz had been wondering why Ramus was not flirting with her, not responding to her glances, not joining her in her suggestive dancing on the busy dance floor. Yeh, Ramus had been crafty, he had made Liz want him, chase him, press her cunt against his thigh. Ramus could see in her sexuality that she would want him, want to prove that she could get his attention, the alpha male. And she did.