Chapter 1

It was a beautiful Apr fall guy's Day, 1993, in the mile-high city. My bride of two-years and I enjoyed our Irish chocolate at a quaint pavement café, celebrating our s day of remembrance and planning our evening out in this great city. Denver has the good night-life in the res publica with destiny of big-name bands and terpsichore venues, all the spear carrier included, like fog auto, pitch-dark luminousness and laser shaft. As we sipped our drinks, my curiosity was piqued when various people grabbed a loose, multi-page newsletter from the rack behind us. I reached over and grabbed one. It was titled,"The Oyster ”, a local subway system rag we'd not seen before. It advertised all form of illicit matter, but specialized in sexual perversions.

Lynda and I giggled as we quietly took twist reading the lurid, titillating ads to each early. There were crack of cocks for the wife or daughter, gang bangs, swinger invitations, whole category sex romps, gay and bisexual games ; almost anything imaginable.

The ads were exciting Lynda."I had no idea masses really did this hooey,"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 distinctive sex offer. I read it to my wife,"Seeking young duo ineffective to consider because of male powerlessness. We offer a three-month, all-expense paid vacation from June 1st through Aug 31st in the Bahama's to these match with the goal of fecundation. We have a 100 % success rate. Pregnancy is virtually guaranteed. Must be open minded and subservient. Racists need not employ. call in 720-555-1576 for details."

My four-year enlistment in the Air strength was coming to a close at the end of future month and we'd be leaving Laurence Stephen Lowry, the doomed Air root word, scheduled for completion within a few month. A free, three-month holiday in paradise before I started the search for a new job sounded great. The total perk of fertility assistance made it particularly interesting ; but we had severe incertitude about it. At outdo, this was some sort of experimental fertility clinic, but on the other hand, and much more in all likelihood, this was a solicitation for fucking my married woman. And why the reservation ? We were certainly not racist, but subservient ? It sounded very eldritch, but at the Saami time, Lynda was very activated about replying. She was obviously turned on by the explicit sex ads, and while the one she wanted to respond to appealed to her maternal nature, she was disbelieving because of the publication in which it appeared.

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

We finished our coffee and headed plate for a romp in the sheets. She sucked my putz most of the way home and was thrilled when I told her about the Brigham Young duo in a pickup next to us at the stoplight, intent on watching her. It made her bob her drumhead wildly and stroke my spit-covered shaft boulder clay I was pumping a big load down her throat. It took a motor horn honk to nudge both our car and the pickup arm through the intersection when the light changed.

"You naughty exhibitionist !"I teased.

As soon as we got home, Lynda was on the phone. As she spoke, I stripped off my article of clothing and lay on the bed, all boned up in anticipation of a promptly shtup.

"how-do-you-do, I'm Lynda. My husband and I saw your ad in ‘ The oyster'”, she said, as I listened to her face of the conversation.

"I'm XXIV,"she answered,"and my married man, Ed, is twenty-six."

"Yes, we've been trying to get pregnant for two twelvemonth 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 programme for tonight. We're going to ‘ The Loft ’. I guess you could meet us there if you want,"she replied as she looked at me for concurrence. I nodded my pass as she continued listening. She then told him,"I'll be in a red apparel. I've got straight, shoulder-length blonde hair and blue eyes, I'm five-foot-six and consider 115. My husband, Ed, is thin also, and five-ten. I'm not sure what he'll be wearing, other than jeans. He has glum brown, hair 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 witness us then. See you tonight. Bye."

As I lie on the bed, my five-inch, scrawny boner bounced in the air above my belly. A string of clear pre-cum dripped from the mind, connecting with my belly. I liked my five-inch cock, but wished it had more girth. Flashbacks to gamy school gym class exhibitioner often hit me at second like this. It's where I got the cognomen ‘ needle Dick ’. But Lynda never seemed to mind and always took good care of it."So climb on, Honey, and tell me about this fantastic, give up trip."

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

"Oh fuck, you're so hot and juicy ; and tight too !"I exclaimed as she began her familiar back and forty revolution, knowing she'd be milking me retentive before she was prepare to cum.

"He was interesting, and a bit mysterious,"she told me while riding me,"He sounded well educated and told me his marriage proposal was too coordination compound to look back on the phone. He said he'd already had respective applicants, but only one couple would be chosen and that we were perhaps the salutary condition. I'm pretty certainly if we went, I'd come back pregnant ; but I think it will be from mortal else fucking me."

"Oh bullshit ! Fuck ! I'm cuming already !"I exclaimed as I lifted my hips for the deepest possible penetration while thinking of my miss fucking early men rolled through my judgement. I unloaded a torrent of cum deep into her belly.

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

Before I could consider well enough to devise my mentation and reply, she had moved her loaded kitty up to my mouth."Eat it, trollop, suck that incumbrance out of my pussy,"she good-naturedly demanded as she humped my look and pushed out a big, thick, creamy mess for me to swallow up. This had become routine for us, a necessary for my married woman to get off. I loved it when she got off that way, holding my head in both hand and sliding her wet, dripping cunt back and forth from chin to nose, feeding me my own warhead. Now, with her talking about fucking former 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 fix for round two by the time I'd cleaned her out.

"On your articulatio genus !"I insisted. As soon as she was in location, in a single, swift thrust, I was balls deep inside again, using what was left of my cum load for lubricant. I grabbed her hips and pumped her hard for all of a good mo or to a greater extent before splashing her womb with another load for her to fee me.

"Oh, piece of ass, that's good !"Lynda moaned as she once again straddled my aspect,"Would you do that for me after I fuck individual else ?"she fantasized as I licked and sucked her sloppy wet pussy.

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

We'd never talked about her shag another man, not even as a fantasy ; but at this full stop, it was obvious ; we'd both thought about it. It was thrilling. I boned up again. My little wife turned around so she could lactate on me and play with my marble-sized balls while continuing to feed me her freshly fucked pussy.

Finally, exhausted, as we lay snuggling in our post-orgasmic bliss, Lynda asked,"Would you really like me to bed soul 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,"she confided,"but if you would wish 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 think of you eating another guy's freight. It would be so turn on observation you do that. Have you ever done that ?"

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

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

"That's not exactly what I envisioned, but have it off yeah,"she responded as she held me tightly,"That would be really hot. Have you ever, even as a kid, sucked on a hawkshaw and let him cum in your rima oris ? It's okay ; you know. It's actually more than okay with me ; I'd really, really love to watch you do that."

"Ah, well, when I was a teen, some of my ally and I used to do that. Then we discovered lady friend, and kind of let that cacoethes go,"I confessed.

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

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

"I'd be very overjealous if I thought you were ever with another woman, but somehow, envisioning you playing with a man doesn't bother me. It's hot. Will you do it ?"she pressured me, looking for my unconditional consignment to fellate a cock to culmination 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 putz thrusting in your pussy ; as long as it's just sex, no aroused amour,"I cautioned.

"Oh, Ed, we're going to have such an escapade ! A whole new life of fun and exhilaration ! You'll see,"she assured me before wrapping her naked eubstance over mine and drifting off for a short nap. I, on the other hired man, was way too rouse to sleep and slow down jerked my thinly, circumcised dick cashbox I spurted out yet another lode. I hadn't been this horny since my teen 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 Loft'for an eve of drunkenness and terpsichore ; and of course, our highly anticipated get together with Sean. By eleven, we were both getting tipsy and were set up to pull up stakes, but in Bob Hope of meeting him, we stayed till closing at one-thirty. Lynda had flirted with several guys and danced with many of them, something she enjoys and I encourage. It makes me proud and I feel very favourable to be married to such a desirable woman, a aphrodisiac girlfriend that other men just can't resist, even though she's obviously marital. I think that's a big part of my desire to share her sexually. It's the ultimate act of sharing and flaunting what I have. I like the view of an incredibly lucky guy fucking the live womanhood in the humans 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 have her whenever I want. As much as he hopes to have just one more than screw with her ; he knows he'll only get his peter into her again if I feel like sharing her with him. But the biggest motivation for giving my wife to another man is the thrill and excitement she'll have as she rides a unusual cock. My Hope is that she'd then parcel her experience with me in every imaginable way ; read : sit on my face and feed me his load while giving me all the detail of how he fucked her.

As we slow danced the final song of the night, as much as we wanted to fulfil Sean, we accepted the fact that he was a no-show. Then, a handsome, blue lightlessness man of about thirty-five startled us, seemingly appearing out of thin air as he stood right side by side to us. He was just a couple inches taller than Lynda, was well-proportioned and groomed, and dressed in a stylish contraband, silk shirt and gray dress slacks. He wore graphic designer, amber glasses and was adorned with dainty, conservative, gold jewellery.

"self-justification me, Ed, may I have the rest of this dancing with Lynda ?"he asked. Not waiting for an answer, he stepped between us and took her in his branch. I retreated to our cubicle and watched as this man held my wife closer and closer with each step. Though it was dark, I could clearly see that he'd managed to lift the hem of her dress and had his big black hand planted firmly on her now exposed, lily flannel, bare ass buttock. He pulled her against his humping bulge while she straddled one of his legs and matched his gyrations. I was certain that if the strain didn't end soon, he'd be fucking her rightfield there on the dance floor. It really surprised me as I'd never seen her let anyone deal her that way. I just chalked it up to the fact we had been celebrating hard, and she was quite inebriated.

When the medicine ended and the brightness came up, the man followed Lynda to our tabular array where he slid in next to me, pulling Lynda in after him."You have a beautiful married woman, Ed. She's invited me to follow you home so I can deliver an fling 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 back talk and said he'd be right wing back with his vehicle. Momentarily, he was there with a new Maserati, ready to follow our old Ford Escort post Big Dipper to the sign.

"Who the piece of tail is he ?"I asked, knowing Lynda was wondering the same. As soon as we arrived, I made drinking, then joined them in the sustenance way. Sean had already taken a seat on the couch next to Lynda, leaving no elbow room for me except to sit next to him with my wife on the other side. Lynda's thong lay on the level in front of them and her dress was up high school enough to reveal a nicely shaved pubis. Her branch were spread head, allowing Sean's paw to research her inner second joint all the way up to her gaping, wet cunt while she squeezed a large jut through his slack water.

When I sat, Sean began speaking as if their behavior were cypher more than a chance hand cargo deck,"First, let me explain just a trivial about the offer you read about in my ad. My Father of the Church owns a buck private island in the Bahamas 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 pictures,"he said as he worked his earpiece with one manus while his early was occupy pleasuring my wife. She was far too preoccupied to look at pictures, but I saw that it was a beautiful, six-bedroom nursing home directly on the ocean. Balconies from every bedroom overlooked the white sand beach and boat dock that moored various sauceboat, including a thirty-foot cabin cruiser."There is shuttle inspection and repair to the main island ‘ on demand ’, where you may need to confab the shop class and restaurants. However, there are always foodie meals uncommitted at the house. We have a full-time chef who will make whatever you like. We also have housekeeping service, so you'll not be asked to do so much as pick your room. All of the faculty has full run of the family, 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 privacy in the business firm for anyone. threshold are always open and anyone may enter at any time. No indigence 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 wide-eyed,"Sean began,"First, some facts. The two of you are desperately wanting a pregnancy and you are unable to bring in that pass, Ed. You've considered invitro insemination where you get to pick out characteristic of the sperm giver, like race, education grade, height and build, etc. ; but you can't afford it. What we offer is something even better. You'll actually get to personally make love the biological sire of your babe. There are four of us who will be vying to seed you, Lynda. All of us have either a masters or doctorate degree. We're all elevation and weight proportionate, have no genic diseases and positively no STD's, verified by tests we'll contribution with you. All of us are very well endowed, except for the Indian guy. He's more than than adequate in that paying attention ; but the Mexican and White hombre are as big as I am. The Amerind 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 advertizement in other issue for additional men to join our chemical group, but doubt I'll find any more to meet my stringent reservation before next month."

"While on the island, both of you will be expected to be naked at all metre. You'll have your own bedroom, but Lynda, you'll be spending your Nox in the captain suite with the guy rope. Your goal is to turn significant and we'll do everything we can to build that happen. Our personal aim, 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 understanding ; insemination. You, Ed, may join in, watch, or just send your wife to our way to be used. Your hot wife is going to cuckold you, but again, for estimable reason. If you are fain, none of us object to a blow job from another guy. I mean, close your eyes and the lip could be either one of you ; right ?"he laughed,"After the holiday, when you get back base, the two of you will have to redefine your kinship. This experience will change you. You'll both evolve to a much more convolute 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 cuckold role ; sympathize ?"

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

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

"We're not racialist,"I told him,"but we expected our offspring to look like us. How do we explain having a minuscule 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 fateful presenter for invitro. Think about it, early than racial discrimination, why would anyone outrightly reject interracial sperm for stilted insemination ? So I don't see that having an interracial one is a job. If you do, then you may require to reject my fling. Besides, there's always a chance the Patrick White guy will fuck a child into your wife. You'll let us have it off who he or she looks like to patch up the friendly contest among us, but there will be no legal or other liability for the sperm presenter. That's all we are as far as you are concerned ; just direct deposit sperm presenter. You all ripe with that ?"

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

"There's just a couple more affair I need to remark. You'll be under contract for the summer, all three month of it. You'll receive prenatal care as soon as we know you are significant, but your maternity is not the end of your commitment. You will continue to entertain us for the integral summertime. Once we know you are pregnant, we may want to catch you perform with other men without compliments to age, looks, or anything else, except of form we'll make sure they are STD detached. There will be no restrictions on whom we bring to fuck you ; it could be a young Virgo the Virgin boy from the islands, a big fat man with a midget putz, or whatever any one of us finds amusing. Should you not get fraught early on the trip, you'll be given time off to complete your menstrual cycles/second. You can pass those nights in your own room."

"This is primarily a fishing excursion for the guy cable. Sex with a clean, healthy, young married slut that we can ride bareback and inseminate, with no issue, is just an additional perquisite for us. We'll be out on the boats most day, and the two of you are dislodge to do whatever you like during that time. I suspect you'll be sleeping till midday, Lynda, as you'll be up all night. With four of us to service, at to the lowest degree one will be using you at all 60 minutes of the dark. Again, I want to remind you, while on the island, the two of you will be nude at all times. It will prompt you of your determination for being there. And just one more thing, Ed, the Amerindic guy is bi. Because it's my planetary house and my prescript, I'll not take a firm stand you table service him, but I won't stop him from trying to seduce you. You'll have to address with that on your own. As the cuckold, if you choose to join us and watch out your married woman being fucked, or avail us roll in the hay her, you can expect to be humiliated. If you can't handle that, you'd best just get off your wife to our room while you stay in your room and saccade off."

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

"looking like you fry have a pot,"Sean said, then added,"but I've got to try out the goods before I make such a promise. Is this a thoroughly fourth dimension ?"he asked as he ran his hand completely up Lynda's leg, sliding a thick finger's breadth right into her pussy.

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

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

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

I followed his steering, and as he admired my wife's torso with her business firm little tits and consummate tegument, he slipped his hand between the natural gap between her slight stage and worked two digit into her pussy.

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

I tried to discount the fact that another man was intently watching me as I removed my wearable. When I pulled off the lowest garment, my super hard erecting sprang out.

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

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

"My finger is as wooden-headed as his dick. This is going to be even better than I dreamed. Come over here, Ed, and take my apparel off, then take a shit my prick ready to fuck your wife."

I soon found myself on my genu in movement of the naked disastrous man who was finger fucking my wife to near orgasm.

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

I opened wide and took as often in as I could. His bulbous capitulum nearly filled my mouth completely. I remembered those 24-hour interval long gone by with my offspring supporter and sucked as I had back then. I pulled back his foreskin, pursed my lips and slue them over the big head, taking him in like a pussy. I felt it mature in my mouth. In no time, he was really big ; thick, long, and hard. He was as gear up as he'd ever be to bonk.

"That's enough,"he told me, pushing my question away as he reached back to pull a magnum condom from his pants sack."This is the only meter you'll be fucked with a safe,"he told my wife,"I'm very virile, and don't want you knocked up before our excursion starts next month."

He handed the natural rubber to Lynda as she led him to our bedroom. She sat on the side of meat of our bed and rolled the safety over his monumental erection, then reclined and spread her legs."Hold her ankles up over her head, Ed, and keep her facing pages widely for me."I did as I was told while he positioned himself for penetration, telling Lynda,"This may be a petty painful at number 1. If that skinny fiddling boy dick is what you're used to, this is going to really stretch you."He put his pecker, rivaling the thickness of a nose candy can, to her initiative. I was in awe as I watched. When I fuck her, her pussy lips easily part and let my hawkshaw right in, but Sean's bulbous cock head completely covered her little jackass, I couldn't even see her delicate pussy lips. He pushed, harder and harder, but there was no way my lady friend's eager trap was going to part around his monumental pitch-black cock.

"Get me some lubricator,"he told me.

I let go of my married woman's legs to retrieve a bottle of ‘ Wet ’. In the few seconds it had taken me to get it, Lynda had repositioned herself and was sucking his condom covered stopcock. She was so hot and set to lie with. Sean pushed her back onto the bed and instructed,"Hold her legs again, Cuck, I am going to fuck your wife now."

With Lynda held in positioning, Sean lathered his pecker with lube. He put the head to my married woman's kitty-cat again, completely obscuring it, as before. Using his deal, he glided the deaden end of his organ up and down over her cunt, paying special attention to rub her clitoris. Lynda was moaning and working her rosehip, helping the Negro man massage her cunt.

"Oh, Sean, fuck me !"she moaned,"Put it in and make love me with that big thing ! I need it ; now ! Please fuck me !"Lynda begged.

Sean surprised both her and me when he put his rooster on butt, ready to open Lynda her first big cock ; but then, just milliseconds before pushing into her, he slapped her ass really punishing to distract her.

"Ouch ! Owee ! Owee !"Lynda screamed.

I thought she was complaining about the fell spank he'd just administered, but then she went on,"blockage ! ask it out ! I don't know what the nookie I was thinking ! I can't do this ! You're ripping my puss apart !"

Sean just smiled,"Shhhhhhhhh,"he told her, placing a finger over her lips to gently emphasize his point."Just lie still. I'll give you a moment to get used to it. That short kitty-cat of yours was made for this, it's just not been properly broken in. Just relax. My cock forefront is completely inside and that's the thickheaded parting, 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 wholly cock is going to go in ; all the way in. Once a tangible man gets inside, he's not coming out until you've been thoroughly fucked and filled."And with that, he slowly worked the rest of his big shaft in while Lynda grunted and groaned. When his bollock rested against my wife's ass, he began rutting, slowly at foremost, with tenacious full-length interpolation followed by speedy mogul strokes. His pelvis slammed against hers with an audible slap every clip he bottomed out inside my wife.

I was amazed by his stamina. I usually finished in a bit or two, but he fucked her non-stop for a good 30 minutes, changing positions every five minutes or so, each clock time directing me to do something unlike to help him fuck my married woman. half way through their marathon fuck, without even touching myself, I was spewing my own seed, perhaps the handsome payload of my sprightliness, all over my wife's lilliputian tits.

Lynda had four wild orgasms 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 amazing, Lynda,"he complimented,"That was like fucking a virgin. You may bump off the rubber now and pick me up."

I was surprised, after our other discussions about sucking cock, that Lynda didn't insist I take care of that. She obviously wanted his big peter in her own mouth and wasted no clock time in following his instructions. She slid the fountainhead filled rubberise off his dick and took his cum slicked cock into her mouth. She sucked and licked, from caput to bollock, until Sean was satisfied."You may have her now,"he told me, giving me permission to hump my own wife.

I got on top of her, missionary flair, and slipped right into her. Her pussy was still gaping open, obviously seeking something much bigger than my boney hawkshaw. I thrusted repeatedly, seeking some form of stimulation inside her well-lubricated, fleshly sheath. Though I didn't find it, my stopcock exploded in orgasm almost as soon as I entered. I was so arouse, knowing I was fucking my wife after she'd just given herself to a big bootleg dick. 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 snatch on my mouth.

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

We all went back to the living room so Sean could set himself. Before leaving, he gave my wife a big, open mouthed kiss, then told us he'd be in hint. He told us to,"be gear up to board a private jet out of Stapleton on the first of the month. inner circle lightly. You only need clothing for travel to and from the island. ”