Chapter 1

It was a beautiful Apr muggins's Day, 1993, in the mile-high city. My bride of two-years and I enjoyed our Irish coffee at a quaint sidewalk café, celebrating our second anniversary and planning our evening out in this great urban center. Denver has the better night-life in the rural area with batch of big-name bands and dance venues, all the duplicate included, like fog machines, black ignitor and optical maser beam. As we sipped our drinks, my curiosity was piqued when several people grabbed a costless, multi-page newsletter from the rack behind us. I reached over and grabbed one. It was titled,"The Oyster ”, a local underground rag we'd not seen before. It advertised all sorts of illegitimate matter, but specialized in intimate sexual perversion.

Lynda and I giggled as we quietly took turns reading the lurid, titillating ads to each other. There were whirl of stopcock for the wife or daughter, gang bangs, tramp invitations, unscathed kinsperson sex play, gay and bisexual game ; almost anything conceivable.

The ads were exciting Lynda."I had no idea people really did this stuff,"she whispered as she candidly played with my cock.

Then I came across one that seemed to be addressed specifically to us. It wasn't the typical sex offer. I read it to my wife,"seeking vernal couples ineffective to think because of manly impotency. We offer a three-month, all-expense paid vacation from June 1st through August 31st in the Bahama's to these couples with the goal of fertilisation. We have a 100 % success rate. gestation is virtually guaranteed. Must be open minded and subservient. Racists need not put on. visit 720-555-1576 for details."

My four-year enlistment in the Air Force was coming to a finish at the end of future month and we'd be leaving Lowry, the doomed Air Base, scheduled for closing within a few calendar month. A free, three-month vacation in heaven before I started the search for a new job sounded bully. The added fringe benefit of birth rate assistance made it particularly interesting ; but we had unplayful uncertainty about it. At C. H. Best, this was some kind of experimental fertility clinic, but on the former hand, and much more in all probability, this was a collection for fucking my married woman. And why the qualification ? We were certainly not racist, but subservient ? It sounded very weird, but at the Saami time, Lynda was very excited about replying. She was obviously turned on by the explicit sex ads, and while the one she wanted to react to attract to her maternal nature, she was skeptical because of the publication in which it appeared.

"fountainhead, what can it hurt to at least call up ?"she asked,"If there's a chance this ad is legit and could help us get significant, why not check ?"she asked while discretely squeezing and playing with my erection under the board.

We finished our coffee and headed dwelling for a romp in the plane. She sucked my pecker well-nigh of the way home and was thrilled when I told her about the new couple in a pickup next to us at the traffic light, intent on watching her. It made her bob her head wildly and stroke my spit-covered calamus till I was pumping a big encumbrance down her throat. It took a horn honk to prod both our car and the pickup through the product when the Christ Within changed.

"You naughty exhibitionist !"I teased.

As soon as we got home, Lynda was on the earphone. As she spoke, I stripped off my wear and lay on the bed, all boned up in expectation of a quick nookie.

"hullo, I'm Lynda. My husband and I saw your ad in ‘ The Oyster'”, she said, as I listened to her side of the conversation.

"I'm 24,"she answered,"and my husband, Ed, is twenty-six."

"Yes, we've been trying to get meaning for two years and recently learned that Ed is impotent. We can't afford the invitro thing. So what are you offering ?"

"No, I'm sorry. We already have plans for tonight. We're going to ‘ The Loft ’. I guess you could contact us there if you want,"she replied as she looked at me for coincidence. I nodded my head as she continued listening. She then told him,"I'll be in a red dress. I've got straight, shoulder-length blonde whisker and amobarbital sodium eyes, I'm five-foot-six and weigh 115. My hubby, Ed, is thin also, and five-ten. I'm not sure what he'll be wearing, early than jeans. He has glum brown, tomentum and weighs 170. If you look around, I'm sure you'll find us. Tell me what you look like,"she told him.

"OK, Sean,"she said,"You'll just have to find us then. See you tonight. Bye."

As I lie on the bed, my five-inch, penny-pinching foul-up bounced in the air above my belly. A string of clear pre-cum dripped from the question, connecting with my belly. I liked my five-inch cock, but wished it had more girth. Flashbacks to high school gym year shower often hit me at here and now like this. It's where I got the nickname ‘ acerate leaf Dick ’. But Lynda never seemed to mind and always took effective care of it."So climb on, love, and assure me about this wondrous, free trip."

She straddled me, cowgirl, and slid all the way down to my lump on the initial penetration.

"Oh fuck, you're so hot and juicy ; and tight too !"I exclaimed as she began her companion back and XL revolution, knowing she'd be milking me foresightful before she was gear up to cum.

"He was interesting, and a bit mysterious,"she told me while riding me,"He sounded well educated and told me his proposal was too complex to brush up on the phone. He said he'd already had respective applicant, but only one couple would be chosen and that we were perhaps the best qualified. I'm pretty sure enough if we went, I'd come back meaning ; but I think it will be from person else fucking me."

"Oh shit ! Fuck ! I'm cuming already !"I exclaimed as I lifted my hip for the mysterious possible insight while thoughts of my girl fucking other men rolled through my mind. I unloaded a torrent of cum abstruse into her belly.

"Oh, you like that theme, huh ?"Lynda said in reception to my intense, premature orgasm.

Before I could think well enough to organize my thoughts and reply, she had moved her loaded pussy up to my mouth."Eat it, slut, suck that load out of my puss,"she good-naturedly demanded as she humped my face and pushed out a big, stocky, creamy mess for me to unsay. This had become procedure for us, a necessary for my married woman to get off. I loved it when she got off that way, holding my read/write head in both manus and sliding her wet, dripping pussy back and forth from mentum to poke, feeding me my own load. Now, with her talking about fucking early men, I fantasized about it being someone else's cum I was slurping, and secretly found it incredibly exciting. I surprised her, and myself, as my cock was raging hard again and set for round two by the time I'd cleaned her out.

"On your articulatio genus !"I insisted. As soon as she was in position, in a single, swift thrust, I was balls cryptical inside again, using what was left of my cum payload for lubricating substance. I grabbed her hips and pumped her operose for all of a full minute or more before splashing her uterus with another load for her to fee me.

"Oh, screw, that's practiced !"Lynda moaned as she once again straddle my expression,"Would you do that for me after I fuck someone else ?"she fantasized as I licked and sucked her quaggy wet pussy.

"Mmmmmm, yeah,"I groaned as she repositioned herself slightly, spreading her pussy lips over my mouth so I could push my clapper into her.

We'd never talked about her fucking another man, not even as a fancy ; but at this compass point, it was obvious ; we'd both thought about it. It was thrilling. I boned up again. My minuscule wife turned around so she could fellate on me and play with my marble-sized balls while continuing to fertilise me her freshly fucked pussy.

Finally, exhausted, as we lay snuggling in our post-orgasmic bliss, Lynda asked,"Would you really like me to fuck person else ; in front of you maybe ?"

"I've never thought about it,"I lied,"Would you like to ?"

"Maybe. I mean, if you were okay with it. I'd never do anything to hazard our marriage ceremony,"she confided,"but if you would like it, I would do it. When you were eating me out, and I planted the thought of it being another man's cum, you really got into it. It turns me on to imagine of you eating another guy's lode. It would be so exciting watching you do that. Have you ever done that ?"

Wow, I thought, this was something I'd fantasized about for twelvemonth, and now my sweet wife was leading the conversation, encouraging me to ploughshare her with another man and urging me to eat another man's cum load.

"Um, well, ah,"I stuttered in response to her query,"You mean like sucked a guy off ?"

"That's not exactly what I envisioned, but piece of tail yeah,"she responded as she held me tightly,"That would be really hot. Have you ever, even as a kid, sucked on a shaft and let him cum in your mouth ? It's okay ; you know. It's actually more than okay with me ; I'd really, really make out to ascertain you do that."

"Ah, well, when I was a teenager, some of my admirer and I used to do that. Then we discovered fille, and kind of let that Passion of Christ go,"I confessed.

"That's exciting ! Did you like it ? Would you do it again ? For me ? Would you suck on a cock until is squirt in your mouth and let me watch ?"she excitedly blurted.

"I guess, if that would progress to you felicitous. I haven't done it for years and never thought it would happen again, but I don't find the musical theme repulsive,"I admitted, awaiting her reaction.

"I'd be very jealous if I thought you were ever with another woman, but somehow, envisioning you playing with a man doesn't bother me. It's hot. testament you do it ?"she pressured me, looking for my unconditional committal to suck in a cock to completion for her.

"Only if we can do it in a three-way. I'll do anything for you ; and would do just about anything to see you with another man's cock thrusting in your puss ; as long as it's just sex, no emotional involvement,"I cautioned.

"Oh, Ed, we're going to cause such an escapade ! A unscathed new life of fun and excitement ! You'll see,"she assured me before wrapping her naked body over mine and drifting off for a short nap. I, on the early script, was way too excited to kip and slow jerked my cut, circumcised dick till I spurted out yet another warhead. I hadn't been this horny since my adolescent years, and it was thrilling.

That evening, we went out for dinner at ‘ The Aroura Steak House ’, one of our favorites, and then off to ‘ The garret'for an evening of drink and dance ; and of course of study, our highly anticipated meeting with Sean. By eleven, we were both getting tipsy and were ready to leave alone, but in hopes of meeting him, we stayed till closing at one-thirty. Lynda had flirted with various guy cable and danced with many of them, something she enjoys and I encourage. It makes me proud and I feel very lucky to be married to such a suitable woman, a aphrodisiacal girl that former men just can't resist, even though she's obviously get hitched with. I think that's a big part of my desire to percentage her sexually. It's the ultimate act of sharing and flaunting what I have. I like the thought of an incredibly golden guy fucking the hottest char in the world only because she's hot for it and I let him have her. All the time he's fucking her, he envies me because I can make her whenever I want. As very much as he hopes to let just one Thomas More piece of ass with her ; he knows he'll only get his cock into her again if I feel like sharing her with him. But the braggart motivation for giving my wife to another man is the rush and excitement she'll have as she rides a strange tool. My hope is that she'd then share her experience with me in every imaginable way ; read : sit on my face and feed me his load while giving me all the details of how he fucked her.

As we slow danced the last Sung of the night, as much as we wanted to meet Sean, we accepted the fact that he was a no-show. Then, a handsome, sour mordant man of about thirty-five startled us, seemingly appearing out of slenderize air as he stood right future to us. He was just a couple inches taller than Lynda, was well-proportioned and groomed, and dressed in a stylish black, silk shirt and Robert Gray attire mire. He wore interior designer, amber methamphetamine hydrochloride and was adorned with dainty, conservative, gilt jewelry.

"Excuse me, Ed, may I have the rest of this dance with Lynda ?"he asked. Not waiting for an answer, he stepped between us and took her in his weapon. I retreated to our kiosk and watched as this man held my married woman closer and closer with each measure. Though it was dreary, I could clearly see that he'd managed to hoist the hem of her clothes and had his big black script planted firmly on her now exposed, lily white, stark ass cheek. He pulled her against his humping hump while she straddled one of his legs and matched his revolution. I was sure that if the call didn't end soon, he'd be fucking her rightfulness there on the dance story. It really surprised me as I'd never seen her let anyone treat her that way. I just chalked it up to the fact we had been celebrating hard, and she was quite inebriated.

When the music ended and the brightness level came up, the man followed Lynda to our table where he slid in next to me, pulling Lynda in after him."You have a beautiful wife, Ed. She's invited me to trace you home so I can present an offer to both of you. I hope that's okay with you ?"he asked, knowing I really had nothing to say about it at that point. Arm-in-arm with my wife, he escorted us to our car. He gently kissed my wife on the brim and said he'd be compensate back with his vehicle. Momentarily, he was there with a new Maserati, ready to follow our old Ford escort station estate car to the house.

"Who the nookie is he ?"I asked, knowing Lynda was wondering the Sami. As soon as we arrived, I made drinks, then joined them in the living way. Sean had already taken a bum on the put next to Lynda, leaving no room for me except to sit next to him with my wife on the former incline. Lynda's thong lay on the trading floor in front of them and her dress was up high-pitched enough to reveal a nicely shaved pubis. Her legs were go around, allowing Sean's hand to research her inner second joint all the way up to her gaping, wet pussy while she squeezed a large hump through his slacks.

When I sat, Sean began speaking as if their behavior were goose egg Sir Thomas More than a free-and-easy hand hold,"First, let me explain just a fiddling about the offer you read about in my ad. My father owns a private island in the Bahama Islands and has a rather palatial estate there. During the summer months, he finds it too hot for his liking and leaves it for me to use as I please. Let me show you some pictorial matter,"he said as he worked his earphone with one script while his other was busy pleasuring my wife. She was far too preoccupied to seem at pictures, but I saw that it was a beautiful, six-bedroom home base directly on the ocean. Balconies from every bedroom overlooked the white sand beach and boat dock that moored respective gravy boat, including a thirty-foot cabin cruiser."There is shuttle help to the main island ‘ on demand ’, where you may want to visit the store and restaurant. However, there are always gourmet meals useable at the house. We have a full-time chef who will urinate whatever you like. We also have housekeeping table service, so you'll not be asked to do so much as clean your room. All of the staff has to the full run of the house, but they are very discrete about what goes on there, so don't be alarmed if they enter your elbow room while you are into something you normally do privately. There is no secrecy in the firm for anyone. door are always open and anyone may enter at any fourth dimension. No need to hide anything. You know ; what happens on the island…"

"Wow, looks great !"I told him,"but what exactly does go on there ? What is it you want of us ?"

"It's really quite simpleton,"Sean began,"First, some facts. The two of you are desperately wanting a pregnancy and you are unable to make that go on, Ed. You've considered invitro insemination where you get to choose device characteristic of the sperm presenter, like race, education degree, tallness and build, etc. ; but you can't afford it. What we offer is something even better. You'll actually get to personally know the biological beginner of your baby. There are four of us who will be vying to seeded player you, Lynda. All of us have either a masters or doctorate academic degree. We're all height and weight proportionate, have no transmitted diseases and positively no STD's, verified by tests we'll share with you. All of us are very well endowed, except for the Indian guy. He's more than than adequate in that regard ; but the Mexican and Elwyn Brooks White guys are as big as I am. The Indian has a doctor's degree in Microbiology, so he perhaps excels in intellect. All of us are generally considered to be handsome, if I may say so without seeming too conceited. I'm advertising in other publications for additional men to link up our group, but dubiousness I'll find any more to meet my stringent qualifications before next month."

"While on the island, both of you will be expected to be naked at all multiplication. You'll have your own bedroom, but Lynda, you'll be spending your night in the master suite with the guy. Your goal is to become pregnant and we'll do everything we can to throw that come about. Our personal objective, however, is simply to use and enjoy you. I'll not sugar coat this, you'll in fact be whoring yourself for us, but for a very good reason ; insemination. You, Ed, may join in, watch, or just beam your married woman to our room to be used. Your hot wife is going to betray you, but again, for good reason. If you are run, none of us object to a black eye job from another guy. I mean, close your eyes and the mouth could be either one of you ; right ?"he laughed,"After the vacation, when you get back household, the two of you will experience to redefine your family relationship. This experience will commute you. You'll both evolve to a much more sophisticated lifestyle. How you deal with that is up to you ; but while on the island, you will both fully embrace the lady of pleasure and betray role ; read ?"

"But,"I interjected,"You're black."

"Racist need not use. I explicitly stated that in the add,"Sean replied.

"We're not racist,"I told him,"but we expected our offspring to look like us. How do we excuse having a little one that looks more like you than us ?"

"That's up to you. You can say the kid's adopted or from a prior relationship, or you intentionally chose a nigrify conferrer for invitro. Think about it, early than racialism, why would anyone outrightly refuse interracial sperm for artificial insemination ? So I don't see that having an interracial one is a trouble. If you do, then you may want to reject my fling. Besides, there's always a chance the Theodore Harold White guy will get it on a child into your married woman. You'll let us know who he or she looks like to settle the friendly competition among us, but there will be no sound or other liability for the sperm cell donor. That's all we are as far as you are concerned ; just direct down payment sperm donors. You all right with that ?"

"Yes, absolutely,"Lynda answered without hesitation or consulting me.

"There's just a duet more thing I need to mention. You'll be under contract for the summer, all three months of it. You'll receive antenatal attention as soon as we know you are pregnant, but your gestation is not the end of your committedness. You will continue to entertain us for the total summer. Once we know you are pregnant, we may want to follow you perform with other men without regard to age, looks, or anything else, except of course we'll make sure as shooting they are STD justify. There will be no confinement on whom we bring to make out you ; it could be a young Virgo boy from the islands, a big fat man with a lilliputian dick, or whatever any one of us finds amusing. Should you not get pregnant early on the trip, you'll be given prison term off to complete your menstrual cycle per second. You can drop those Nox in your own room."

"This is primarily a sportfishing excursion for the guys. Sex with a clean, healthy, young married loose woman that we can ride bareback and inseminate, with no effect, is just an additional fringe benefit for us. We'll be out on the boats most days, and the two of you are free to do whatever you like during that meter. I suspect you'll be sleeping boulder clay noon, Lynda, as you'll be up all night. With four of us to service, at least one will be using you at all time of day of the Night. Again, I want to remind you, while on the island, the two of you will be nude at all times. It will remind you of your purpose for being there. And just one more thing, Ed, the Indian guy is bi. Because it's my theater and my pattern, I'll not insist you Service him, but I won't stop him from trying to seduce you. You'll have to deal with that on your own. As the cuckold, if you choose to join us and watch your married woman being fucked, or help us fuck her, you can wait to be humiliated. If you can't handle that, you'd best just send your married woman to our room while you stay in your elbow room and jerk off."

"Not a problem,"Lynda answered for me as I sat there slack jawed.

"Looks like you fry have a sight,"Sean said, then added,"but I've got to sample the goods before I make such a hope. Is this a good time ?"he asked as he ran his hand completely up Lynda's leg, sliding a midst finger right into her pussy.

"Actually,"I said,"this is our anniversary. We have plans of our own for tonight."

"But this won't interfere with it, Ed. It will just make it better,"Lynda objected.

"Fantastic !"Sean responded."Take your wife's clothing off for me, Ed."

I followed his direction, and as he admired my wife's body with her firm minuscule pap and perfect hide, he slipped his deal between the rude gap between her sparse legs and worked two finger's breadth into her pussy.

"Now you, Ed, take off your apparel,"he directed. I hesitated and he went on,"No shyness. You always need to obey, cucky boy. Now strip."

I tried to ignore the fact that another man was intently watching me as I removed my article of clothing. When I pulled off the last garment, my super hard erection sprang out.

Sean smiled,"Oh shit !"he exclaimed,"Is that all you've been getting ?"he asked Lynda.

"Yeah, Ed's the just man I've ever known intimately. Why ?"

"My finger is as thick as his dick. This is going to be even substantially than I dreamed. Come over here, Ed, and have my wearing apparel off, then make my tool ready to have sex your wife."

I soon found myself on my knees in figurehead of the naked black man who was digit fucking my wife to near orgasm.

"Go ahead, Ed, you said you'd do it for me. Suck on him."Lynda insisted.

I opened wide and took as much in as I could. His bulblike head nearly filled my oral fissure completely. I remembered those days long gone by with my unseasoned Friend and sucked as I had back then. I pulled back his prepuce, pursed my sassing and skid them over the big top dog, taking him in like a pussy. I felt it grow in my mouth. In no sentence, he was really big ; thick, long, and hard. He was as quick as he'd ever be to make love.

"That's enough,"he told me, pushing my psyche away as he reached back to get out a magnum condom from his pants pocket."This is the only fourth dimension you'll be fucked with a condom,"he told my wife,"I'm very potent, and don't want you knocked up before our excursion starts side by side month."

He handed the rubber to Lynda as she led him to our bedroom. She sat on the slope of our bed and rolled the rubber over his massive erection, then reclined and spread her leg."Hold her ankles up over her head, Ed, and keep her spread across-the-board for me."I did as I was told while he positioned himself for insight, telling Lynda,"This may be a little painful at first. If that skinny little boy dick is what you're used to, this is going to really stretch along you."He put his shaft, rivaling the heaviness of a coke can, to her initiative. I was in awe as I watched. When I fuck her, her pussy rim easily function and let my cock right in, but Sean's bulbous cock head completely covered her petty twat, I couldn't even see her finespun pussy sass. He pushed, harder and harder, but there was no way my young woman's eagre trap was going to character around his massive black cock.

"Get me some lube,"he told me.

I let go of my wife's peg to call up a feeding bottle of ‘ Wet ’. In the few secondment it had taken me to get it, Lynda had repositioned herself and was sucking his condom covered prick. She was so hot and ready to do it. Sean pushed her vertebral column onto the bed and instructed,"detainment her legs again, Cuck, I am going to screw your wife now."

With Lynda held in billet, Sean lathered his hammer with lubricant. He put the head to my wife's pussy again, completely obscuring it, as before. Using his hand, he glided the benumb end of his reed organ up and down over her slit, paying special attending to rub her clit. Lynda was moaning and working her pelvic girdle, helping the pitch-black man massage her cunt.

"Oh, Sean, fuck me !"she moaned,"Put it in and roll in the hay me with that big affair ! I need it ; now ! Please fuck me !"Lynda begged.

Sean surprised both her and me when he put his cock on target, prepare to grant Lynda her first big prick ; but then, just milliseconds before pushing into her, he slapped her ass really severe to distract her.

"Ouch ! Owee ! Owee !"Lynda screamed.

I thought she was complaining about the roughshod spank he'd just administered, but then she went on,"stopover ! necessitate it out ! I don't know what the shag I was thinking ! I can't do this ! You're ripping my purulent apart !"

Sean just smiled,"Shhhhhhhhh,"he told her, placing a digit over her mouth to gently emphasize his dot."Just lie still. I'll give you a moment to get used to it. That little pussy of yours was made for this, it's just not been properly broken in. Just relax. My cock head is completely inside and that's the wooden-headed function, so you know the rest will fit. We're way past the point-of-no-return. There is no stopping until I'm done with you. My entirely cock is going to go in ; all the way in. Once a real man gets inside, he's not coming out until you've been thoroughly fucked and filled."And with that, he slowly worked the ease of his big shaft in while Lynda grunted and groaned. When his testicle rested against my wife's ass, he began rutting, slowly at first, with retentive full-length introduction followed by rapid world power strokes. His hip slammed against hers with an audible smack every time he bottomed out inside my wife.

I was amazed by his stamina. I usually finished in a minute or two, but he fucked her non-stop for a good half-hour, changing military position every five minute of arc or so, each prison term directing me to do something unlike to avail him get it on my wife. Half way through their marathon roll in the hay, without even touching myself, I was spewing my own seeded player, perhaps the grownup load of my animation, all over my married woman's trivial bosom.

Lynda had four wild coming before he finally pushed in deeply and held himself there, announcing,"Here it cums ! I'm pumping it in !"Sean eventually finished and rolled off to the side."That was truly awing, Lynda,"he complimented,"That was like fucking a Virgo the Virgin. You may remove the prophylactic now and clean me up."

I was surprised, after our in the beginning discussions about sucking cock, that Lynda didn't insist I take tending of that. She obviously wanted his big cock in her own mouth and wasted no fourth dimension in following his command. She slid the well filled rubber off his gumshoe and took his cum slicked dick into her oral fissure. She sucked and licked, from head to balls, until Sean was satisfied."You may make her now,"he told me, giving me permission to roll in the hay my own wife.

I got on top of her, missionary style, and slipped right into her. Her pussy was still gaping heart-to-heart, obviously seeking something much large than my skinny pecker. I thrusted repeatedly, seeking some kind of stimulation inside her well-lubricated, fleshly case. Though I didn't find it, my dick exploded in orgasm almost as soon as I entered. I was so excited, knowing I was fucking my wife after she'd just given herself to a big total darkness prick. Almost of habit, I think, as soon as I pumped my incumbrance into her, she rolled over on top of me and planted her cum filled slit on my mouthpiece.

"Good boy !"Sean commended me,"That's what a cuckold is good for. You can do fortune of clean-up between piece of ass at the island if you like. You kid are definitely going to the Bahamas for the summer."

We all went back to the living room so Sean could dress up himself. Before leaving, he gave my wife a big, open mouthed osculation, then told us he'd be in tactile sensation. He told us to,"be set to display panel a private jet out of Stapleton on the maiden of the calendar month. Pack lightly. You only need clothing for travel to and from the island. ”