Chapter 1

It was a beautiful April mug's Day, 1993, in the mile-high city. My bride of two-years and I enjoyed our Irish burnt umber at a quaint sidewalk café, celebrating our second anniversary and planning our evening out in this great metropolis. Denver has the topper night-life in the country with lashings of big-name lot and dancing venues, all the extras included, like fog machines, black lightness and laser irradiation. As we sipped our drinks, my curiosity was piqued when several multitude grabbed a free, multi-page newsletter from the rack behind us. I reached over and grabbed one. It was titled,"The oyster ”, a local clandestine rag we'd not seen before. It advertised all kind of illicit affair, but specialized in sexual sexual perversion.

Lynda and I giggled as we quietly took turns reading the lurid, titillating ads to each other. There were offers of turncock for the wife or girl, gang kick, swinger invitations, whole kinsperson sex tomboy, gay and epicene games ; almost anything imaginable.

The ads were exciting Lynda."I had no thought 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 untested duet unable to conceive because of male impotence. We offer a three-month, all-expense paid vacation from June 1st through August 31st in the Bahama's to these couples with the destination of fertilisation. We have a 100 % succeeder charge per unit. pregnancy is virtually guaranteed. Must be surface minded and subservient. racialist need not implement. Call 720-555-1576 for details."

My four-year enlistment in the Air force-out was coming to a conclusion at the end of next calendar month and we'd be leaving Lowry, the doomed Air floor, scheduled for closing within a few month. A free, three-month holiday in nirvana before I started the search for a new job sounded great. The tot up fringe benefit of prolificacy help made it particularly interesting ; but we had grievous uncertainty about it. At well, this was some variety of experimental fertility clinic, but on the former deal, and much more probable, this was a ingathering for fucking my wife. And why the qualifications ? We were certainly not racist, but subservient ? It sounded very weird, but at the Saame sentence, Lynda was very excited 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 skeptical because of the issue in which it appeared.

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

We finished our coffee and headed home for a runaway in the sheets. She sucked my cock nigh of the way home and was thrilled when I told her about the young yoke in a getaway next to us at the brake light, intent on watching her. It made her bob her head wildly and stroke my spit-covered shaft till I was pumping a big load down her pharynx. It took a horn honk to poke at both our car and the pickup truck through the Cartesian product when the light source changed.

"You naughty exhibitionist !"I teased.

As soon as we got home, Lynda was on the telephone. As she spoke, I stripped off my clothing and lay on the bed, all boned up in prevision of a immediate fuck.

"Hello, 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 twenty-four,"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 fill us there if you want,"she replied as she looked at me for concurrence. I nodded my caput as she continued listening. She then told him,"I'll be in a red dress. I've got straight, shoulder-length blonde hair and blue eyes, I'm five-foot-six and count 115. My husband, Ed, is sparse also, and five-ten. I'm not sure what he'll be wearing, early than dungaree. He has dark brown, hairsbreadth and weighs 170. If you look around, I'm sure you'll find us. narrate me what you look like,"she told him.

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

As I lie on the bed, my five-inch, skinny boner bounced in the air above my belly. A string of clear pre-cum dripped from the nous, connecting with my belly. I liked my five-inch cock, but wished it had more girth. Flashbacks to high school day gym year shower often hit me at moments like this. It's where I got the nickname ‘ Needle Dick ’. But Lynda never seemed to mind and always took good care of it."So raise on, dear, and tell me about this howling, absolve 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 long before she was fix to cum.

"He was interesting, and a bit cryptic,"she told me while riding me,"He sounded well educated and told me his proposition was too composite to review on the earpiece. He said he'd already had various applier, but only one couple would be chosen and that we were perhaps the Best restricted. I'm pretty trusted if we went, I'd come back pregnant ; but I think it will be from soul else fucking me."

"Oh motherfucker ! Fuck ! I'm cuming already !"I exclaimed as I lifted my rose hip for the recondite possible penetration while thoughts of my young woman fucking other men rolled through my mind. I unloaded a torrent of cum deep into her belly.

"Oh, you like that musical theme, huh ?"Lynda said in reaction to my acute, previous orgasm.

Before I could believe well enough to form my opinion and answer, she had moved her loaded snatch up to my mouth."Eat it, Slut, suck that warhead out of my puss,"she good-naturedly demanded as she humped my face and pushed out a big, thick, creamy mess for me to swallow. This had become modus operandi for us, a requirement for my wife to get off. I loved it when she got off that way, holding my headspring in both bridge player and sliding her wet, dripping pussy back and Forth River from chin to nose, 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 stopcock was raging hard again and ready for round two by the time I'd cleaned her out.

"On your knee joint !"I insisted. As soon as she was in position, in a undivided, Gustavus Franklin Swift thrust, I was balls deep inside again, using what was left of my cum load for lubricant. I grabbed her hip joint and pumped her hard for all of a full phase of the moon second or more before splashing her womb with another warhead for her to feed me.

"Oh, roll in the hay, that's unspoilt !"Lynda moaned as she once again range my aspect,"Would you do that for me after I fuck someone else ?"she fantasized as I licked and sucked her sloughy wet pussy.

"Mmmmmm, yeah,"I groaned as she repositioned herself slightly, spreading her twat backtalk over my mouth so I could advertize my tongue into her.

We'd never talked about her fucking another man, not even as a illusion ; but at this point, it was obvious ; we'd both thought about it. It was thrilling. I boned up again. My niggling married woman turned around so she could nurse on me and meet with my marble-sized clump while continuing to feed me her newly fucked pussy.

Finally, exhausted, as we lay snuggling in our post-orgasmic cloud nine, Lynda asked,"Would you really like me to fuck someone else ; in straw man 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 menace our marriage,"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 suppose of you eating another guy's load. It would be so agitate observation you do that. Have you ever done that ?"

Wow, I thought, this was something I'd fantasized about for yr, 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 question,"You mean like sucked a guy off ?"

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

"Ah, well, when I was a teen, some of my friends and I used to do that. Then we discovered girls, and variety of let that passion go,"I confessed.

"That's exciting ! Did you like it ? Would you do it again ? For me ? Would you suck on a stopcock until is jet in your mouth and let me keep an eye on ?"she excitedly blurted.

"I guess, if that would make you happy. I haven't done it for old age and never thought it would materialise again, but I don't find the mind repulsive,"I admitted, awaiting her reaction.

"I'd be very jealous if I thought you were ever with another cleaning 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 suck a cock to windup 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 dick thrusting in your slit ; as long as it's just sex, no aroused involvement,"I cautioned.

"Oh, Ed, we're going to give such an adventure ! A wholly new spirit 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 other hired hand, was way too excited to kip and slow jerked my fragile, circumcised dick till I spurted out yet another load. I hadn't been this horny since my stripling years, and it was thrilling.

That evening, we went out for dinner at ‘ The Aroura Steak House ’, one of our favorite, and then off to ‘ The Loft'for an evening of swallow and dancing ; and of class, our highly anticipated meeting with Sean. By eleven, we were both getting tipsy and were quick to go out, but in hopes 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 majestic and I feel very prosperous to be married to such a desirable woman, a sexy girl that early men just can't resist, even though she's obviously married. I think that's a big voice of my desire to part her sexually. It's the ultimate act of sharing and flaunting what I have. I like the thought of an incredibly lucky guy fucking the hottest woman in the world only because she's hot for it and I let him cause her. All the clip he's fucking her, he envies me because I can have her whenever I want. As a great deal as he hopes to have got just one Sir Thomas More fuck with her ; he knows he'll only get his peter into her again if I feel like sharing her with him. But the expectant motivation for giving my married woman to another man is the kick and fervor she'll have as she rides a strange peter. My hope is that she'd then percentage her experience with me in every imaginable way ; read : sit on my face and eat me his payload while giving me all the details of how he fucked her.

As we slow danced the last song of the night, as much as we wanted to meet Sean, we accepted the fact that he was a no-show. Then, a handsome, iniquity smuggled man of about thirty-five startled us, seemingly appearing out of thin air as he stood right next to us. He was just a duet inches taller than Lynda, was well-proportioned and groomed, and dressed in a fashionable melanize, silk shirt and gray frock slacks. He wore designer, amber glasses and was adorned with prissy, conservative, atomic number 79 jewelry.

"Excuse me, Ed, may I have the rest of this dance with Lynda ?"he asked. Not waiting for an solvent, he stepped between us and took her in his arms. I retreated to our booth and watched as this man held my wife closer and closer with each stride. Though it was drear, I could clearly see that he'd managed to pilfer the hem of her dress and had his big black hand planted firmly on her now exposed, lily lily-white, air ass impudence. He pulled her against his humping bulge while she straddled one of his legs and matched his gyrations. I was sealed that if the Sung didn't end soon, he'd be fucking her right there on the dance floor. It really surprised me as I'd never seen her let anyone do by 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 lights came up, the man followed Lynda to our board where he slid in following to me, pulling Lynda in after him."You have a beautiful wife, Ed. She's invited me to keep an eye on you home so I can acquaint an crack to both of you. I hope that's okay with you ?"he asked, knowing I really had null 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 lips and said he'd be right back with his vehicle. Momentarily, he was there with a new Maserati, fix to follow our old Ford Escort station police van to the sign.

"Who the fuck is he ?"I asked, knowing Lynda was wondering the Saame. As soon as we arrived, I made swallow, then joined them in the living room. Sean had already taken a seat on the couch next to Lynda, leaving no room for me except to sit adjacent to him with my wife on the other side of meat. Lynda's G-string lay on the floor in forepart of them and her dress was up luxuriously enough to reveal a nicely shaved pubis. Her branch were spread, allowing Sean's hired hand to search her inside thigh all the way up to her gaping, wet snatch while she squeezed a gravid gibbousness through his slacks.

When I sat, Sean began speaking as if their conduct were nix more than a casual hand hold,"First, let me explicate just a trivial about the offer you read about in my ad. My beginner owns a private island in the Bahamas and has a rather palatial land there. During the summertime month, he finds it too hot for his liking and leaves it for me to use as I please. Let me usher you some pictures,"he said as he worked his phone with one hand while his former was officious pleasuring my wife. She was far too preoccupied to look at pictures, but I saw that it was a beautiful, six-bedroom home directly on the ocean. Balconies from every sleeping accommodation overlooked the Theodore Harold White George Sand beach and gravy holder dock that moored various gravy holder, including a thirty-foot cabin cruiser."There is shuttle service to the briny island ‘ on demand ’, where you may want to visit the shops and restaurants. However, there are always foodie meal usable at the house. We have a full-time chef who will make whatever you like. We also have housekeeping serve, so you'll not be asked to do so much as clean your elbow room. All of the staff has entire run of the mansion, but they are very discrete about what goes on there, so don't be alarmed if they enter your room while you are into something you normally do privately. There is no privacy in the menage for anyone. room access are always open and anyone may get in at any time. No want to enshroud 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 uncomplicated,"Sean began,"outset, some facts. The two of you are desperately wanting a pregnancy and you are unable to puddle that happen, Ed. You've considered invitro insemination where you get to pick out characteristic of the sperm presenter, like slipstream, instruction tier, height and material body, etc. ; but you can't afford it. What we offer is something even better. You'll actually get to personally roll in the hay the biological father of your baby. There are four of us who will be vying to germ you, Lynda. All of us have either a masters or doctorate academic degree. We're all height and weight proportionate, have no familial diseases and positively no STD's, verified by tryout we'll contribution with you. All of us are very well endowed, except for the Red Indian guy. He's more than adequate in that regard ; but the Mexican and whiteness guys are as big as I am. The Amerindian language has a Doctorate 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 early issue for additional men to link up our mathematical group, but doubt I'll find any more to forgather my tight qualifications before side by side month."

"While on the island, both of you will be expected to be naked at all sentence. You'll have your own bedroom, but Lynda, you'll be spending your nights in the master suite with the hombre. Your goal is to suit pregnant and we'll do everything we can to make that happen. Our personal objective, however, is simply to use and bask you. I'll not lolly 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 send your married woman to our room to be used. Your hot married woman is going to cuckold you, but again, for well reasonableness. If you are prepared, none of us object to a black eye job from another guy. I mean, close your eyes and the mouthpiece could be either one of you ; right ?"he laughed,"After the vacation, when you get back home, the two of you will have to redefine your human relationship. This experience will modify 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 sporting lady and cuckold role ; sympathise ?"

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

"Racist need not apply. 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 piddling one that looks more like you than us ?"

"That's up to you. You can say the kid's adopted or from a prior human relationship, or you intentionally chose a pitch-dark donor for invitro. Think about it, former than racism, why would anyone outrightly disapprove interracial sperm for contrived insemination ? So I don't see that having an mixed one is a trouble. If you do, then you may require to reject my offer. Besides, there's always a prospect the albumen guy will sleep together a baby into your wife. You'll let us jazz who he or she looks like to take root the friendly competition among us, but there will be no sound or other liability for the spermatozoan bestower. That's all we are as far as you are concerned ; just direct deposit sperm cell presenter. You all right with that ?"

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

"There's just a couple more thing I need to advert. You'll be under contract for the summertime, all three calendar month of it. You'll receive antepartum care as soon as we know you are pregnant, but your pregnancy is not the end of your commitment. You will cover to harbor us for the total summer. Once we know you are pregnant, we may want to check you perform with early men without paying attention to age, looks, or anything else, except of path we'll make sure they are STD resign. There will be no confinement on whom we bring to fuck you ; it could be a offspring virgin boy from the islands, a big fat man with a tiny dick, or whatever any one of us finds amusing. Should you not get pregnant early on on the misstep, you'll be given fourth dimension off to complete your menstrual cycle. You can expend those nights in your own room."

"This is primarily a sportfishing excursion for the guys. Sex with a clean, healthy, new married slut that we can sit bareback and inseminate, with no consequence, is just an additional perk for us. We'll be out on the boat most days, and the two of you are resign to do whatever you like during that time. I suspect you'll be sleeping public treasury noon, Lynda, as you'll be up all dark. With four of us to service, at least one will be using you at all hour of the Nox. Again, I want to cue you, while on the island, the two of you will be nude at all clock time. It will remind you of your purpose for being there. And just one more thing, Ed, the Native American guy is bi. Because it's my house and my pattern, I'll not insist you Service him, but I won't stop him from trying to score you. You'll have to dispense with that on your own. As the cuckold, if you choose to link up us and find out your wife being fucked, or avail us fuck her, you can expect to be humiliated. If you can't handle that, you'd best just transport your wife to our room while you stay in your room and jerk off."

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

"Looks like you kids have a mickle,"Sean said, then added,"but I've got to sample the trade good before I make such a hope. Is this a good clip ?"he asked as he ran his hand completely up Lynda's leg, sliding a heavyset digit 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 good,"Lynda objected.

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

I followed his direction, and as he admired my wife's consistency with her firm little titmouse and perfect hide, he slipped his hired hand between the natural gap between her slim legs and worked two finger's breadth into her pussy.

"Now you, Ed, take off your clothes,"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 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 solely man I've ever known intimately. Why ?"

"My finger is as thick as his tool. This is going to be even better than I dreamed. Come over here, Ed, and choose my clothes off, then reach my cock ready to fuck your wife."

I soon found myself on my knees in front of the nude bleak man who was fingerbreadth 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 bellied head nearly filled my mouth completely. I remembered those days long gone by with my Whitney Moore Young Jr. acquaintance 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 kitty-cat. I felt it grow in my mouth. In no clock time, he was really big ; midst, long, and hard. He was as quick as he'd ever be to make out.

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

He handed the safety to Lynda as she led him to our bedroom. She sat on the side of our bed and rolled the rubber over his monolithic erection, then reclined and spread her pegleg."Hold her articulatio talocruralis up over her mind, Ed, and go along her spreading wide for me."I did as I was told while he positioned himself for penetration, telling Lynda,"This may be a little painful at offset. If that skinny footling boy dick is what you're used to, this is going to really stretch you."He put his cock, rivaling the heaviness of a coke can, to her opening. I was in awe as I watched. When I fuck her, her pussy lips easily office and let my dick right in, but Sean's bulgy cock head completely covered her little twat, I couldn't even see her soft pussy lips. He pushed, harder and harder, but there was no way my girl's eager yap was going to role around his massive inkiness cock.

"Get me some lube,"he told me.

I let go of my married woman's legs to retrieve a nursing bottle of ‘ Wet ’. In the few second base it had taken me to get it, Lynda had repositioned herself and was sucking his condom covered shaft. She was so hot and ready to make out. Sean pushed her backbone onto the bed and instructed,"Hold her legs again, Cuck, I am going to have a go at it your wife now."

With Lynda held in position, Sean lathered his hammer with lube. He put the head to my wife's puss again, completely obscuring it, as before. Using his hand, he glided the blunt end of his harmonium up and down over her cunt, paying special tending to rub her clit. Lynda was moaning and working her hips, helping the disgraceful man massage her cunt.

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

Sean surprised both her and me when he put his shaft on objective, ready to give Lynda her world-class big cock ; but then, just msec before pushing into her, he slapped her ass really hard to unhinge her.

"Ouch ! Owee ! Owee !"Lynda screamed.

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

Sean just smiled,"Shhhhhhhhh,"he told her, placing a finger's breadth over her sassing to gently emphasize his peak."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 interior and that's the thickest part, so you know the ease will fit. We're way past the point-of-no-return. There is no stopping until I'm done with you. My whole rooster 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 prick in while Lynda grunted and groaned. When his lump rested against my married woman's ass, he began rutting, slowly at first, with long full-length interpolation followed by rapid power strokes. His pelvis slammed against hers with an hearable smacking every clock 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 positioning every five minutes or so, each sentence directing me to do something dissimilar to help him make out my married woman. Half way through their marathon shag, without even touching myself, I was spewing my own seed, perhaps the bighearted freight of my life, all over my wife's little tits.

Lynda had four fantastic 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 stupefy, Lynda,"he complimented,"That was like fucking a virgin. You may remove the condom now and clean me up."

I was surprised, after our earlier discussions about sucking cock, that Lynda didn't insist I take tutelage of that. She obviously wanted his big hawkshaw in her own mouth and wasted no time in following his instructions. She slid the well filled rubber off his hawkshaw and took his cum slicked turncock into her oral fissure. She sucked and licked, from head to Lucille Ball, until Sean was satisfied."You may have her now,"he told me, giving me permission to get it on my own wife.

I got on top of her, missioner mode, and slipped right into her. Her pussycat was still gaping open, obviously seeking something much larger than my skinny dick. I thrusted repeatedly, seeking some kind of stimulation inside her well-lubricated, fleshly sheath. Though I didn't find it, my pecker exploded in orgasm almost as soon as I entered. I was so rouse, knowing I was fucking my wife after she'd just given herself to a big opprobrious cock. Almost of habit, I think, as soon as I pumped my load into her, she rolled over on top of me and planted her cum filled pussy on my mouth.

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

We all went back to the sustenance room so Sean could dress himself. Before leaving, he gave my married woman a big, open mouthed buss, then told us he'd be in soupcon. He told us to,"be ready to add-in a private jet out of Stapleton on the first off of the calendar month. large number lightly. You only need clothing for travel to and from the island. ”