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Gay Friends Saved My Sex Life
It was wearing a bit thin with me now.
I was in my late fifties and, for some reason maintaining an erection during sex with my wife was becoming frustratingly more difficult.
I had orgasmed inside her with a semi erection long before she was ready to come, so, as per usual these days I had to finish her off using the realistic dildo which I kept in my bedside drawer.
As I slid the girthy 9 inch dildo into my wife’s hungry vagina I wondered just how “realistically lifelike” this massive false cock was?
Surely there can’t be many guys out there that are blessed with such a tool?
As usual, Jo struggled initially to accommodate the size of the thing, but with a little gentle persuasion and a lot of water based sex lube she was moaning as the last of it’s 9 inches disappeared inside her wet pussy.
I held on to the rim of the suction cup feature of the dildo and began to gently thrust the full shaft back and forth, watching as her pussy lips stretched and clung onto the synthetic cock that I wished was me.
With her head thrusting back into her pillow, Jo pawed and pinched her nipples as she pushed her hips up to meet the incoming hardness.
It wasn’t long before she had the orgasm she craved.
In her late forties Jo has maintained a fairly healthy lifestyle and with a fit body has always looked ten years younger than her actual age.
I watched her as she lay there naked in front of me with her legs splayed apart. Her slightly gaped, smoothly shaved pussy was oozing with my cum and her juices. The dildo lay on the bed between her legs. It’s job done.
With her eyes still closed, Jo licked her dry lips and just lay there panting gently. Her orgasm was intense and I couldn’t help wondering if she had ever fantasised about being fucked by a thick cocked younger guy.
I wouldn’t blame her at all, in fact, as I watched the dildo sliding in and out of her pussy I tried to imagine what it would be like to watch her get the workout of her life with a fit, virile young man with a long, thick cock.
Jo eventually opened her eyes and smiled as she moaned gratefully.
Ever thoughtful, and aware of my recent erectile problems, she asked if I was ok?
I lied and said that I was fine.
Then she asked me what I was thinking about.
Without hesitation I told her that I was wondering about watching her enjoying sex with a younger, fitter guy.
Her diplomatic reply was that she didn’t need a younger guy. I was enough for her, and that she loved me, and that she still enjoyed sex with me.
I replied that I didn’t need chocolate, but the occasional treat was deliciously fulfilling, yet harmless.
Nothing else was said right there and then, we just cuddled gently. I stroked my wife’s head knowing that the image of a fit, naked young guy was now in her brain.
The image of watching her getting fucked, was in mine.
This same example continued for the next few months.
We had sex, I came first with a semi, finished her off with a dildo or my tongue, and we went to sleep.
The breakthrough came a few weeks later following a badminton match with our friends Peter and Tony.
We had hooked up with them as friends and fellow badminton players when we moved into the village.
We met in the local pub, struck up a conversation with them, discovered that they were also newcomers to the village, and got along like a house on fire.
We had booked a badminton court within a week of meeting them and our first match proved that we were equally matched.
About fifteen years my junior Peter and Tony were in their early forties.
A gay couple who were the most genuinely friendly people I ever had the privilege to know.
Jo and I attended their wedding and considered these two lovely guys as friends for life.
Following a particularly energetic badminton match we guys and Jo separated to our respective changing rooms.
In the communal shower area myself, Peter and Tony were totally naked as we washed.
Normally, I wouldn’t have noticed, but with the way things were recently in the bedroom I couldn’t stop my eyes from looking at my friends penises and comparing them with mine.
Both Peter and Tony had a much bigger cock than I did. Peter’s cock was easily twice the size of mine, but Tony was sporting a beauty slightly longer and thicker than Peters.
Both of the guys were freshly “manscaped” and shaved smooth.
As all of us were in a flaccid state I could only imagine what these guys would be packing in a state of arousal.
I realised that I’d been caught looking when I heard Peter ask me if I was turning gay.
He was joking of course, but I was more than a little embarrassed at being caught.
As there was nobody else in the changing area I didn’t mind explaining to my friends about my recent bedroom dilemma, and that I was only envious of their younger, virile capability.
Being perfect gentlemen and great friends Peter and Tony told me not to worry, everything was going to be fine.
That night in bed I was confessing to Jo how I had been caught looking at a couple of gay guys cocks.
She seemed more fascinated than I would have expected, asking me to detail what I had seen.
I explained to Jo how much longer and thicker Peter and Tony’s cocks were compared to mine.
I made a point of describing how much longer and thicker Tony’s cock was in relation to Peter’s.
I reached into my bedside drawer and pulled out the dildo.
Holding it in front of Jo I suggested that when aroused Tony’s cock could potentially be slightly larger than the example I held in my hand.
Jo gripped the lifelike shaft in her hand, her fingers barely encompassing it’s girth.
Grinning, she said that she hoped Peter and Tony used plenty of lube.
I went to put the dildo back into my drawer but Jo held my arm and pulled my hand between her legs.
I didn’t need any further encouragement so I took the sex lube from the drawer and pulled the duvet down the bed.
As I placed the dildo on the bed between Jo’s legs I noticed an obvious wet patch at the front of her grey panties.
Jo sat up and quickly removed her top. Her nipples were already rock hard.
I lay next to her and began to kiss her neck while stroking her breasts. Jo spread her legs.
Simultaneously I put my tongue in her mouth and my hand down her knickers. Jo’s pussy was so moist already that my fingers easily slid into her.
I sat up between her legs and slipped off my pants. My cock was quite hard tonight but nothing quite like what I had seen in the mens changing rooms earlier.
Reaching down I slipped my fingers into the waistband of Jo’s panties and she arched her back for me to slide her knickers down. She kicked them onto the floor and spread her legs to reveal a very wet pussy.
I didn’t even bother with the sex lube as I offered up the dildo to her waiting, eager pussy.
Using her own juices I lubricated the end of the dildo and gently began to insert the thick shaft into her.
The head of the dildo had just slipped past her pussy lips when Jo reached down and grabbed the shaft.
At first I thought I had gone a bit too quick and was hurting her, but that thought soon disappeared when she pulled my hand from the dildo.
In one smooth, swift movement, Jo pushed the entire nine inches into her body.
I watched as she began to frantically fuck herself with the rubber cock arching her hips up to meet the penetrating thrusts.
Up on my knees I tugged on my cock as I saw my wife pleasure herself like never before. Within moments I was coming.
Jo screamed into her orgasm and her body spasmed with ecstasy as she held the dildo tight up against her pussy, her hips were still humping the nine inches of rubber cock buried inside her.
Both sexually spent we cuddled. The last thing I saw before falling asleep was my wife closing her legs with the dildo still stuffed deep in her pussy.
Jo was already up and about by the time I woke in the morning.
The dildo had been washed and replaced into my bedside drawer.
I lay in bed and thought about the amazing experience of the previous evening.
It was clear to me that Jo’s sexual desire had been aroused by the discussion about Peter and Tony’s cocks.
I felt it was time to move things forward. I needed to find a young, well hung stud for my wife.
I popped into Peter and Tony’s for a coffee a few days later and felt comfortable enough with them to confess what had happened with Jo a few nights previously.
Tony was the first to offer some advice I wasn’t expecting.
He said that if Jo had fantasised about his cock why shouldn’t she be treated to the real thing rather than me looking for a complete stranger to do the deed.
Before I could query the fact that Tony was gay he pointed out that he was, in fact, bisexual. They both were.
We chatted further and it was agreed that with mine and Jo’s consent my two, well hung, younger friends would be happy to give my wife the sexual satisfaction she so deserved anytime we all desired.
I left Peter and Tony’s place with mixed emotions and couldn’t wait to talk to Jo.
In bed that evening I suggested to Jo that her obvious sexual arousal the other night might have been caused by her lust for the cocks which I described seeing in the changing room shower.
After a while, Jo admitted to me that she had always found Tony an attractive man. My details of his manhood set her imagination on fire.
I felt my mouth drying as I explained that our gay friends were in fact bisexual and were keen to help me out in the bedroom with our consent.
Jo appeared shocked at first when I suggested that she should consider sleeping with Tony, or Peter…...or both.
I told her that It would give me as much pleasure to see her getting sexually satisfied properly for a change.
Jo convinced me that she would think about it.
There were conditions though.
She said that she would probably need a little Dutch courage to get her in a more relaxed mood.
And that I would have to be present all the time.
I was so excited that this sexual orgy might actually take place that it took me ages to get to sleep.
And so it was, two weeks later Peter and Tony were our guests for dinner.
The evening started off quite normal with dinner and conversation about nothing in particular.
The food was enjoyed by all, and the drink was doing it’s job of relaxing our mood.
Jo looked amazing in her black lacy summer dress. Cut high above the knee it showed off her awesome shapely legs with her high heels highlighting her calves. Her ample breasts filled the front of her dress and showed enough cleavage to be sexy without being slutty.
Jo’s red lips sipped at yet another glass of wine.
Around 9pm we all retired to the lounge. I put on some gentle background music. Jo sat on the sofa in the middle of Peter and Tony. The lighting was soft but the atmosphere was electrified.
I slipped out of the room to get some more wine for everyone but we had used up all of the wine in the kitchen fridge so I nipped into the garage “back-up” fridge for a couple of cold bottles of Chardonnay.
With a fresh bottle of wine placed in the kitchen fridge I took the other into the lounge.
The party had well and truly started.
On the sofa Jo and Tony were “full on” kissing, while Peter had his hand under her dress and between her parted legs.
I sat in the chair opposite and watched the beginning of what I suspected was going to be a very satisfying evening for my wife.
As I poured myself a glass of wine Tony sat up and removed his shirt. Jo looked over at me. I smiled reassuringly and sipped my wine.
Jo had slid down the sofa just enough for her dress to ride up.
Now I could see Peter massaging my wife’s pussy through the outside of her G-string knickers. My cock was harder than it had been for a long time.
Tony sat back down on the sofa, his trousers bulging in the crutch.
Peter removed his hand from between Jo’s legs and stood up to undress.
Jo reached over and grabbed the bulge in Tony’s crutch, her tiny fingers barely reaching around the phallic shape in the front of his trousers. They french kissed passionately.
Nobody was saying anything. Sex and passion was just happening without conversation. Heavy breathing and panting was all that you could hear over the music.
Peter had stripped to all but his white Lycra pants. His manhood was hard, and so obvious that he may as well have not been wearing anything.
I was starting to feel overdressed, so I stood and stripped to my underwear.
Peter sat on the sofa and toyed with his hard-on while he watched Jo and Tony kissing and fondling each other.
I stroked my cock as Jo got on her knees in front of Tony and began undoing his belt and unzipping his trousers.
He lifted his bum off the sofa and Jo pulled his trousers off.
Peter and Tony both sat there on the sofa with cocks as erect as I’d ever seen in my life.
Jo stood up and walked over to me.
She leant over and whispered to me to unzip her dress for her.
I stood behind my wife and unclasped the catch at the top of her dress. Looking over her shoulder I could see the two guys on the sofa stroking their massive bulges. Jo reached behind and pushed her hand into my pants to massage my hard-on.
Slowly, for effect, I unzipped Jo’s dress. I peeled it off one shoulder, then the other. Letting it go her dress fell onto the floor at her feet. Undoing the hooks of her bra I let Jo teasingly remove the lacy lingerie herself.
Looking absolutely stunning in just her little G-string and high heels Jo walked over to the guys on the sofa and kneeled on the floor between them both.
Simultaneously grasping a hard cock in each hand Jo began to masturbate the guys through the thin material of their pants.
I removed my pants and stood there naked stroking my cock, trying not to come as I watched my wife perform.
Almost in unison Peter and Tony slipped out of their pants.
The two amazing cocks that I had recently tried to describe to my wife were now proudly naked and erect in front of her.
I heard Jo gasp.
In excited anticipation I moved around to the side of the sofa for a better view.
With a hard cock in each hand Jo turned to look at me. Again I smiled and nodded approvingly.
With her eyes fixed on mine Jo pulled Tony’s cock towards her parting lips and slid her mouth over the bulbous head. Her free hand tugged hard on Peter’s cock.
I watched, and wanked as my wife sucked one hard cock and then the other. I was close to coming so I knelt behind Jo and pulled her G-string to one side and slid my cock into her wet hole.
I fucked my wife’s pussy while watching her head bobbing up and down on two cocks right in front of me. Jo pushed her arse back into my forward thrusts and in no time at all I shot my load in her.
Now I could sit back and really enjoy the show.
Comfortable in my chair opposite the sofa I watched Jo with Peter and Tony as I stroked my softening penis.
My wife stood there watching me as Peter sucked on her nipples. Tony had moved behind her and was peeling her panties down her legs. The two guys manoeuvred Jo into a kneeling position on the floor and took up their positions. Tony was kneeling behind her and Peter lay on the floor in front of her. Tony held his stiff shaft against the entrance to Jo’s pussy and gently nudged his hardness into her. My wife let out the most incredible sexy moan as Tony continued to impale her on his thick shaft until his balls were against her mound. Jo’s body convulsed as she orgasmed on a real cock for the first time in ages. Tony held it there for a few seconds before starting a steady rhythmic fucking.
I could tell that Jo had never experienced ecstasy like this before. Her face was the image of pure lust.
I could see Tony’s shaft glistening with my wife’s pussy juice as it pounded her hole.
Peter was wanking himself in front of Jo's face. He pulled her head towards his groin. She greedily sucked on his cock and thrust her pussy back onto Tony’s shaft.
These guys were like stallions compared to me. After five minutes of pounding my wife’s pussy Tony pulled out and swapped places with Peter. Jo fucked Peter’s cock eagerly and clearly enjoyed the taste of her own juices as she sucked and licked Tony’s thick cock stopping briefly to enjoy her second orgasm.
I could feel a stirring between my legs and realised that I was getting hard again. This appeared to be good therapy for me too. I started to enjoy yet another wank as I watched the guys rolling my wife over onto her back.
Tony held Jo’s legs apart by her ankles, her stiletto heels pointed toward the ceiling. Peter took hold of Tony’s shaft and gently placed his partner’s cock against my wife’s gaping hole. Peter gently wanked Tony’s shaft as it slowly disappeared into my wife’s body. Again, Jo squealed in pleasure. I’d never heard such lustful sounds coming from her before.
I saw her dig her nails into Tony’s back and push her mouth to his ear. She whispered loudly that he was making her come. Her third orgasm already.
My cock was as hard as a teenager’s right now.
Tony was supporting himself by his arms as he fucked Jo in the missionary position, her legs wrapped around his bucking body and her hips were thrusting upwards maximising his penetration into her.
Peter was kneeling above Jo’s head and was wanking his cock in front of Tony’s face.
I saw my wife’s hand reach up and grab Peter’s shaft. He let Jo take over wanking his cock and placed his hands on the back of Tony’s head.
Still thumping his solid shaft into my wife Tony began to suck his husband’s cock. Jo stared up in lustful fascination as she continued to wank Peter’s shaft into Tony’s expert mouth.
The scene playing out before me was easily the sexiest thing I will ever see. I eagerly tugged away at my own hard-on as I watched.
Peter came first. Tilting his head back and letting out a throaty moan as he pumped his come into Tony’s mouth. I watched my wife milking Peter’s shaft and I saw Tony’s throat swallowing the contents with ease.
As Peter withdrew his cock Tony’s rhythm speeded up. The sound of wet slapping skin filled the room as Tony desperately pounded my wife. Jo wrapped her arms and legs tightly around his body.
The panting turned to a throaty moan and eventually a loud cry of relief from Tony as he felt his orgasm peak.
His thrusting stopped suddenly and his arse shook violently between my wife's legs. The loud, deep sigh from his throat told me that he was filling Jo’s pussy with his ejaculate.
I saw my wife clinging on to him, pushing her pussy hard onto his pulsing cock and screaming into her ultimate, and clearly best orgasm yet.
I was so busy enjoying Jo and Tony’s performance that I didn’t realise that Peter had moved around behind me. I didn’t flinch as I felt his naked body press up against me from behind. For the first time in my life I felt another man’s semi erect penis resting between my bum cheeks. I felt totally comfortable and relaxed as his hands reached around and clasped my blood filled erection.
Tony was still inside my wife as they both lay there exhausted, watching me.
I closed my eyes and felt expert hands massage my shaft and balls. The penis between my bum cheeks was now fully erect and was sliding deliciously up and down the crease of my arse, Peter’s pre-cum providing the perfect lubricant.
I relaxed my arms alongside my body and gave myself over to Peter’s expert attention.
With skillful dexterity he massaged my balls with one hand as the other, gently, but firmly, stroked my length.
Within moments of this heavenly ecstasy I felt my balls tighten as my climax approached. Peter was pressing his body firmly against mine and I eagerly pushed my body back against his.
His breath quickened in my ear and I felt his cock stiffen in my bum crease. I felt the throbbing pulses and the warmth of hot come spraying up my bum crack and over my lower back as Peter shot his load over me.
Startled, I felt warm lips encircle the end of my penis. Opening my eyes I saw that Jo had crawled over and had taken me in her mouth. Peter gently pulled on my shaft as I exploded into my wife’s mouth. Jo stared passionately into my eyes as she swallowed my come with enjoyed ease.
Silently she mouthed the words “I love you”
As I felt the strange sensation of another man’s come running down the crack of my arse, I told her that I loved her too.
We insisted that Peter and Tony spend the night. After a few more refreshed glasses of wine we all retired to the upstairs bedrooms.
I wanted my wife to completely enjoy the rest of this night without me, so I insisted that I take the spare room alone.
I watched as Peter, Tony and my wife climbed into our large marital bed and I retired to the spare room.
I woke up on three separate occasions to the muffled sounds of sexy moaning and the rhythmic creaking of our bed as Jo and the guys continued with the marathon orgy.
At seven in the morning I was awoken by Jo slipping into bed beside me.
I found out that the guys had each fucked her a further three times throughout the night, and that she had enjoyed her first ever experience of anal sex.
My morning hard-on was already aroused, and rock hard.
Jo gripped my aching shaft and whispered that the experience had clearly been a benefit to the both of us.
I couldn’t have agreed more as my wife climbed on top of me and slid down my hard shaft which, for a nice change, filled her pussy.
This was a new beginning I thought as Jo began to ride my cock.
We felt like a couple of energised teens again.
It was wearing a bit thin with me now.
I was in my late fifties and, for some reason maintaining an erection during sex with my wife was becoming frustratingly more difficult.
I had orgasmed inside her with a semi erection long before she was ready to come, so, as per usual these days I had to finish her off using the realistic dildo which I kept in my bedside drawer.
As I slid the girthy 9 inch dildo into my wife’s hungry vagina I wondered just how “realistically lifelike” this massive false cock was?
Surely there can’t be many guys out there that are blessed with such a tool?
As usual, Jo struggled initially to accommodate the size of the thing, but with a little gentle persuasion and a lot of water based sex lube she was moaning as the last of it’s 9 inches disappeared inside her wet pussy.
I held on to the rim of the suction cup feature of the dildo and began to gently thrust the full shaft back and forth, watching as her pussy lips stretched and clung onto the synthetic cock that I wished was me.
With her head thrusting back into her pillow, Jo pawed and pinched her nipples as she pushed her hips up to meet the incoming hardness.
It wasn’t long before she had the orgasm she craved.
In her late forties Jo has maintained a fairly healthy lifestyle and with a fit body has always looked ten years younger than her actual age.
I watched her as she lay there naked in front of me with her legs splayed apart. Her slightly gaped, smoothly shaved pussy was oozing with my cum and her juices. The dildo lay on the bed between her legs. It’s job done.
With her eyes still closed, Jo licked her dry lips and just lay there panting gently. Her orgasm was intense and I couldn’t help wondering if she had ever fantasised about being fucked by a thick cocked younger guy.
I wouldn’t blame her at all, in fact, as I watched the dildo sliding in and out of her pussy I tried to imagine what it would be like to watch her get the workout of her life with a fit, virile young man with a long, thick cock.
Jo eventually opened her eyes and smiled as she moaned gratefully.
Ever thoughtful, and aware of my recent erectile problems, she asked if I was ok?
I lied and said that I was fine.
Then she asked me what I was thinking about.
Without hesitation I told her that I was wondering about watching her enjoying sex with a younger, fitter guy.
Her diplomatic reply was that she didn’t need a younger guy. I was enough for her, and that she loved me, and that she still enjoyed sex with me.
I replied that I didn’t need chocolate, but the occasional treat was deliciously fulfilling, yet harmless.
Nothing else was said right there and then, we just cuddled gently. I stroked my wife’s head knowing that the image of a fit, naked young guy was now in her brain.
The image of watching her getting fucked, was in mine.
This same example continued for the next few months.
We had sex, I came first with a semi, finished her off with a dildo or my tongue, and we went to sleep.
The breakthrough came a few weeks later following a badminton match with our friends Peter and Tony.
We had hooked up with them as friends and fellow badminton players when we moved into the village.
We met in the local pub, struck up a conversation with them, discovered that they were also newcomers to the village, and got along like a house on fire.
We had booked a badminton court within a week of meeting them and our first match proved that we were equally matched.
About fifteen years my junior Peter and Tony were in their early forties.
A gay couple who were the most genuinely friendly people I ever had the privilege to know.
Jo and I attended their wedding and considered these two lovely guys as friends for life.
Following a particularly energetic badminton match we guys and Jo separated to our respective changing rooms.
In the communal shower area myself, Peter and Tony were totally naked as we washed.
Normally, I wouldn’t have noticed, but with the way things were recently in the bedroom I couldn’t stop my eyes from looking at my friends penises and comparing them with mine.
Both Peter and Tony had a much bigger cock than I did. Peter’s cock was easily twice the size of mine, but Tony was sporting a beauty slightly longer and thicker than Peters.
Both of the guys were freshly “manscaped” and shaved smooth.
As all of us were in a flaccid state I could only imagine what these guys would be packing in a state of arousal.
I realised that I’d been caught looking when I heard Peter ask me if I was turning gay.
He was joking of course, but I was more than a little embarrassed at being caught.
As there was nobody else in the changing area I didn’t mind explaining to my friends about my recent bedroom dilemma, and that I was only envious of their younger, virile capability.
Being perfect gentlemen and great friends Peter and Tony told me not to worry, everything was going to be fine.
That night in bed I was confessing to Jo how I had been caught looking at a couple of gay guys cocks.
She seemed more fascinated than I would have expected, asking me to detail what I had seen.
I explained to Jo how much longer and thicker Peter and Tony’s cocks were compared to mine.
I made a point of describing how much longer and thicker Tony’s cock was in relation to Peter’s.
I reached into my bedside drawer and pulled out the dildo.
Holding it in front of Jo I suggested that when aroused Tony’s cock could potentially be slightly larger than the example I held in my hand.
Jo gripped the lifelike shaft in her hand, her fingers barely encompassing it’s girth.
Grinning, she said that she hoped Peter and Tony used plenty of lube.
I went to put the dildo back into my drawer but Jo held my arm and pulled my hand between her legs.
I didn’t need any further encouragement so I took the sex lube from the drawer and pulled the duvet down the bed.
As I placed the dildo on the bed between Jo’s legs I noticed an obvious wet patch at the front of her grey panties.
Jo sat up and quickly removed her top. Her nipples were already rock hard.
I lay next to her and began to kiss her neck while stroking her breasts. Jo spread her legs.
Simultaneously I put my tongue in her mouth and my hand down her knickers. Jo’s pussy was so moist already that my fingers easily slid into her.
I sat up between her legs and slipped off my pants. My cock was quite hard tonight but nothing quite like what I had seen in the mens changing rooms earlier.
Reaching down I slipped my fingers into the waistband of Jo’s panties and she arched her back for me to slide her knickers down. She kicked them onto the floor and spread her legs to reveal a very wet pussy.
I didn’t even bother with the sex lube as I offered up the dildo to her waiting, eager pussy.
Using her own juices I lubricated the end of the dildo and gently began to insert the thick shaft into her.
The head of the dildo had just slipped past her pussy lips when Jo reached down and grabbed the shaft.
At first I thought I had gone a bit too quick and was hurting her, but that thought soon disappeared when she pulled my hand from the dildo.
In one smooth, swift movement, Jo pushed the entire nine inches into her body.
I watched as she began to frantically fuck herself with the rubber cock arching her hips up to meet the penetrating thrusts.
Up on my knees I tugged on my cock as I saw my wife pleasure herself like never before. Within moments I was coming.
Jo screamed into her orgasm and her body spasmed with ecstasy as she held the dildo tight up against her pussy, her hips were still humping the nine inches of rubber cock buried inside her.
Both sexually spent we cuddled. The last thing I saw before falling asleep was my wife closing her legs with the dildo still stuffed deep in her pussy.
Jo was already up and about by the time I woke in the morning.
The dildo had been washed and replaced into my bedside drawer.
I lay in bed and thought about the amazing experience of the previous evening.
It was clear to me that Jo’s sexual desire had been aroused by the discussion about Peter and Tony’s cocks.
I felt it was time to move things forward. I needed to find a young, well hung stud for my wife.
I popped into Peter and Tony’s for a coffee a few days later and felt comfortable enough with them to confess what had happened with Jo a few nights previously.
Tony was the first to offer some advice I wasn’t expecting.
He said that if Jo had fantasised about his cock why shouldn’t she be treated to the real thing rather than me looking for a complete stranger to do the deed.
Before I could query the fact that Tony was gay he pointed out that he was, in fact, bisexual. They both were.
We chatted further and it was agreed that with mine and Jo’s consent my two, well hung, younger friends would be happy to give my wife the sexual satisfaction she so deserved anytime we all desired.
I left Peter and Tony’s place with mixed emotions and couldn’t wait to talk to Jo.
In bed that evening I suggested to Jo that her obvious sexual arousal the other night might have been caused by her lust for the cocks which I described seeing in the changing room shower.
After a while, Jo admitted to me that she had always found Tony an attractive man. My details of his manhood set her imagination on fire.
I felt my mouth drying as I explained that our gay friends were in fact bisexual and were keen to help me out in the bedroom with our consent.
Jo appeared shocked at first when I suggested that she should consider sleeping with Tony, or Peter…...or both.
I told her that It would give me as much pleasure to see her getting sexually satisfied properly for a change.
Jo convinced me that she would think about it.
There were conditions though.
She said that she would probably need a little Dutch courage to get her in a more relaxed mood.
And that I would have to be present all the time.
I was so excited that this sexual orgy might actually take place that it took me ages to get to sleep.
And so it was, two weeks later Peter and Tony were our guests for dinner.
The evening started off quite normal with dinner and conversation about nothing in particular.
The food was enjoyed by all, and the drink was doing it’s job of relaxing our mood.
Jo looked amazing in her black lacy summer dress. Cut high above the knee it showed off her awesome shapely legs with her high heels highlighting her calves. Her ample breasts filled the front of her dress and showed enough cleavage to be sexy without being slutty.
Jo’s red lips sipped at yet another glass of wine.
Around 9pm we all retired to the lounge. I put on some gentle background music. Jo sat on the sofa in the middle of Peter and Tony. The lighting was soft but the atmosphere was electrified.
I slipped out of the room to get some more wine for everyone but we had used up all of the wine in the kitchen fridge so I nipped into the garage “back-up” fridge for a couple of cold bottles of Chardonnay.
With a fresh bottle of wine placed in the kitchen fridge I took the other into the lounge.
The party had well and truly started.
On the sofa Jo and Tony were “full on” kissing, while Peter had his hand under her dress and between her parted legs.
I sat in the chair opposite and watched the beginning of what I suspected was going to be a very satisfying evening for my wife.
As I poured myself a glass of wine Tony sat up and removed his shirt. Jo looked over at me. I smiled reassuringly and sipped my wine.
Jo had slid down the sofa just enough for her dress to ride up.
Now I could see Peter massaging my wife’s pussy through the outside of her G-string knickers. My cock was harder than it had been for a long time.
Tony sat back down on the sofa, his trousers bulging in the crutch.
Peter removed his hand from between Jo’s legs and stood up to undress.
Jo reached over and grabbed the bulge in Tony’s crutch, her tiny fingers barely reaching around the phallic shape in the front of his trousers. They french kissed passionately.
Nobody was saying anything. Sex and passion was just happening without conversation. Heavy breathing and panting was all that you could hear over the music.
Peter had stripped to all but his white Lycra pants. His manhood was hard, and so obvious that he may as well have not been wearing anything.
I was starting to feel overdressed, so I stood and stripped to my underwear.
Peter sat on the sofa and toyed with his hard-on while he watched Jo and Tony kissing and fondling each other.
I stroked my cock as Jo got on her knees in front of Tony and began undoing his belt and unzipping his trousers.
He lifted his bum off the sofa and Jo pulled his trousers off.
Peter and Tony both sat there on the sofa with cocks as erect as I’d ever seen in my life.
Jo stood up and walked over to me.
She leant over and whispered to me to unzip her dress for her.
I stood behind my wife and unclasped the catch at the top of her dress. Looking over her shoulder I could see the two guys on the sofa stroking their massive bulges. Jo reached behind and pushed her hand into my pants to massage my hard-on.
Slowly, for effect, I unzipped Jo’s dress. I peeled it off one shoulder, then the other. Letting it go her dress fell onto the floor at her feet. Undoing the hooks of her bra I let Jo teasingly remove the lacy lingerie herself.
Looking absolutely stunning in just her little G-string and high heels Jo walked over to the guys on the sofa and kneeled on the floor between them both.
Simultaneously grasping a hard cock in each hand Jo began to masturbate the guys through the thin material of their pants.
I removed my pants and stood there naked stroking my cock, trying not to come as I watched my wife perform.
Almost in unison Peter and Tony slipped out of their pants.
The two amazing cocks that I had recently tried to describe to my wife were now proudly naked and erect in front of her.
I heard Jo gasp.
In excited anticipation I moved around to the side of the sofa for a better view.
With a hard cock in each hand Jo turned to look at me. Again I smiled and nodded approvingly.
With her eyes fixed on mine Jo pulled Tony’s cock towards her parting lips and slid her mouth over the bulbous head. Her free hand tugged hard on Peter’s cock.
I watched, and wanked as my wife sucked one hard cock and then the other. I was close to coming so I knelt behind Jo and pulled her G-string to one side and slid my cock into her wet hole.
I fucked my wife’s pussy while watching her head bobbing up and down on two cocks right in front of me. Jo pushed her arse back into my forward thrusts and in no time at all I shot my load in her.
Now I could sit back and really enjoy the show.
Comfortable in my chair opposite the sofa I watched Jo with Peter and Tony as I stroked my softening penis.
My wife stood there watching me as Peter sucked on her nipples. Tony had moved behind her and was peeling her panties down her legs. The two guys manoeuvred Jo into a kneeling position on the floor and took up their positions. Tony was kneeling behind her and Peter lay on the floor in front of her. Tony held his stiff shaft against the entrance to Jo’s pussy and gently nudged his hardness into her. My wife let out the most incredible sexy moan as Tony continued to impale her on his thick shaft until his balls were against her mound. Jo’s body convulsed as she orgasmed on a real cock for the first time in ages. Tony held it there for a few seconds before starting a steady rhythmic fucking.
I could tell that Jo had never experienced ecstasy like this before. Her face was the image of pure lust.
I could see Tony’s shaft glistening with my wife’s pussy juice as it pounded her hole.
Peter was wanking himself in front of Jo's face. He pulled her head towards his groin. She greedily sucked on his cock and thrust her pussy back onto Tony’s shaft.
These guys were like stallions compared to me. After five minutes of pounding my wife’s pussy Tony pulled out and swapped places with Peter. Jo fucked Peter’s cock eagerly and clearly enjoyed the taste of her own juices as she sucked and licked Tony’s thick cock stopping briefly to enjoy her second orgasm.
I could feel a stirring between my legs and realised that I was getting hard again. This appeared to be good therapy for me too. I started to enjoy yet another wank as I watched the guys rolling my wife over onto her back.
Tony held Jo’s legs apart by her ankles, her stiletto heels pointed toward the ceiling. Peter took hold of Tony’s shaft and gently placed his partner’s cock against my wife’s gaping hole. Peter gently wanked Tony’s shaft as it slowly disappeared into my wife’s body. Again, Jo squealed in pleasure. I’d never heard such lustful sounds coming from her before.
I saw her dig her nails into Tony’s back and push her mouth to his ear. She whispered loudly that he was making her come. Her third orgasm already.
My cock was as hard as a teenager’s right now.
Tony was supporting himself by his arms as he fucked Jo in the missionary position, her legs wrapped around his bucking body and her hips were thrusting upwards maximising his penetration into her.
Peter was kneeling above Jo’s head and was wanking his cock in front of Tony’s face.
I saw my wife’s hand reach up and grab Peter’s shaft. He let Jo take over wanking his cock and placed his hands on the back of Tony’s head.
Still thumping his solid shaft into my wife Tony began to suck his husband’s cock. Jo stared up in lustful fascination as she continued to wank Peter’s shaft into Tony’s expert mouth.
The scene playing out before me was easily the sexiest thing I will ever see. I eagerly tugged away at my own hard-on as I watched.
Peter came first. Tilting his head back and letting out a throaty moan as he pumped his come into Tony’s mouth. I watched my wife milking Peter’s shaft and I saw Tony’s throat swallowing the contents with ease.
As Peter withdrew his cock Tony’s rhythm speeded up. The sound of wet slapping skin filled the room as Tony desperately pounded my wife. Jo wrapped her arms and legs tightly around his body.
The panting turned to a throaty moan and eventually a loud cry of relief from Tony as he felt his orgasm peak.
His thrusting stopped suddenly and his arse shook violently between my wife's legs. The loud, deep sigh from his throat told me that he was filling Jo’s pussy with his ejaculate.
I saw my wife clinging on to him, pushing her pussy hard onto his pulsing cock and screaming into her ultimate, and clearly best orgasm yet.
I was so busy enjoying Jo and Tony’s performance that I didn’t realise that Peter had moved around behind me. I didn’t flinch as I felt his naked body press up against me from behind. For the first time in my life I felt another man’s semi erect penis resting between my bum cheeks. I felt totally comfortable and relaxed as his hands reached around and clasped my blood filled erection.
Tony was still inside my wife as they both lay there exhausted, watching me.
I closed my eyes and felt expert hands massage my shaft and balls. The penis between my bum cheeks was now fully erect and was sliding deliciously up and down the crease of my arse, Peter’s pre-cum providing the perfect lubricant.
I relaxed my arms alongside my body and gave myself over to Peter’s expert attention.
With skillful dexterity he massaged my balls with one hand as the other, gently, but firmly, stroked my length.
Within moments of this heavenly ecstasy I felt my balls tighten as my climax approached. Peter was pressing his body firmly against mine and I eagerly pushed my body back against his.
His breath quickened in my ear and I felt his cock stiffen in my bum crease. I felt the throbbing pulses and the warmth of hot come spraying up my bum crack and over my lower back as Peter shot his load over me.
Startled, I felt warm lips encircle the end of my penis. Opening my eyes I saw that Jo had crawled over and had taken me in her mouth. Peter gently pulled on my shaft as I exploded into my wife’s mouth. Jo stared passionately into my eyes as she swallowed my come with enjoyed ease.
Silently she mouthed the words “I love you”
As I felt the strange sensation of another man’s come running down the crack of my arse, I told her that I loved her too.
We insisted that Peter and Tony spend the night. After a few more refreshed glasses of wine we all retired to the upstairs bedrooms.
I wanted my wife to completely enjoy the rest of this night without me, so I insisted that I take the spare room alone.
I watched as Peter, Tony and my wife climbed into our large marital bed and I retired to the spare room.
I woke up on three separate occasions to the muffled sounds of sexy moaning and the rhythmic creaking of our bed as Jo and the guys continued with the marathon orgy.
At seven in the morning I was awoken by Jo slipping into bed beside me.
I found out that the guys had each fucked her a further three times throughout the night, and that she had enjoyed her first ever experience of anal sex.
My morning hard-on was already aroused, and rock hard.
Jo gripped my aching shaft and whispered that the experience had clearly been a benefit to the both of us.
I couldn’t have agreed more as my wife climbed on top of me and slid down my hard shaft which, for a nice change, filled her pussy.
This was a new beginning I thought as Jo began to ride my cock.
We felt like a couple of energised teens again.
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