Chapter 1

It was a beautiful April chump's Day, 1993, in the mile-high urban center. My bride of two-years and I enjoyed our Irish coffee bean at a quaint sidewalk café, celebrating our second anniversary and planning our evening out in this great city. Denver has the better night-life in the country with lots of big-name bands and dance venues, all the extras included, like fog machines, Shirley Temple Black lights and laser ray. As we sipped our swallow, my rarity was piqued when respective people grabbed a free, multi-page newsletter from the rack behind us. I reached over and grabbed one. It was titled,"The Oyster ”, a local anaesthetic tube rag we'd not seen before. It advertised all sorts of outlawed things, but specialized in sexual perversions.

Lynda and I giggled as we quietly took turns reading the lurid, titillating ads to each other. There were offers of tool for the wife or daughter, crowd knock, swinger invitations, all family sex romps, gay and bisexual games ; almost anything imaginable.

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 fling. I read it to my wife,"Seeking untried span unable to conceive because of male impotency. We offer a three-month, all-expense paid vacation from June 1st through August 31st in the Bahama's to these match with the goal of fertilisation. We have a 100 % succeeder charge per unit. Pregnancy is virtually guaranteed. Must be loose minded and submissive. Racists need not apply. bid 720-555-1576 for details."

My four-year term of enlistment in the Air Force was coming to a closing at the end of adjacent month and we'd be leaving Lowry, the doomed Air stem, scheduled for closing within a few month. A give up, three-month vacation in Paradise before I started the search for a new job sounded great. The impart fringe benefit of fertility assistance made it particularly interesting ; but we had life-threatening doubts about it. At salutary, this was some sort of experimental fertility clinic, but on the other hand, and much more likely, this was a solicitation for fucking my married woman. And why the qualifications ? We were certainly not racist, but subservient ? It sounded very Wyrd, but at the same fourth dimension, Lynda was very excited about replying. She was obviously turned on by the explicit sex ads, and while the one she wanted to reply to appeal to her maternal nature, she was skeptical because of the publication in which it appeared.

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

We finished our umber and headed home for a romp in the sail. She sucked my dick to the highest degree of the way home and was thrilled when I told her about the young couple in a pickup next to us at the stoplight, design on watching her. It made her bob her head wildly and stroke my spit-covered ray till I was pumping a big load down her throat. It took a trumpet honk to nudge both our car and the tone arm through the carrefour when the luminance changed.

"You naughty exhibitionist !"I teased.

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

"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 pregnant for two years and recently learned that Ed is impotent. We can't afford the invitro matter. So what are you offering ?"

"No, I'm sorry. We already have program 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 head as she continued listening. She then told him,"I'll be in a red frock. I've got straight, shoulder-length blonde hair and dreary eyes, I'm five-foot-six and weigh 115. My married man, 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 apart 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, skinny botch bounced in the air above my belly. A string of light up pre-cum dripped from the nous, connecting with my belly. I liked my five-inch cock, but wished it had more girth. Flashbacks to richly school gym class cascade often hit me at mo like this. It's where I got the nickname ‘ phonograph needle Dick ’. But Lynda never seemed to mind and always took right care of it."So climb on, love, and state me about this antic, innocent trip."

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

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

"He was interesting, and a bit mystical,"she told me while riding me,"He sounded well educated and told me his marriage offer was too coordination compound to review on the phone. He said he'd already had several applicant, but only one couple would be chosen and that we were perhaps the salutary qualified. I'm pretty sure if we went, I'd come back pregnant ; but I think it will be from someone else fucking me."

"Oh shit ! fuck ! I'm cuming already !"I exclaimed as I lifted my hips for the deepest possible penetration while thoughts of my female child fucking other men rolled through my nous. I unloaded a torrent of cum inscrutable into her belly.

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

Before I could think well enough to coordinate my thoughts and reply, she had moved her loaded pussy up to my rima oris."Eat it, Slut, suck that encumbrance out of my snatch,"she good-naturedly demanded as she humped my face and pushed out a big, wooden-headed, creamy mint for me to swallow. This had become subprogram for us, a essential for my married woman to get off. I loved it when she got off that way, holding my head in both mitt and sliding her wet, dripping pussy back and Forth from chin to nose, feeding me my own load. Now, with her talking about fucking other 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 ready for round two by the clock time I'd cleaned her out.

"On your knees !"I insisted. As soon as she was in position, in a single, swift thrust, I was balls inscrutable inside again, using what was left of my cum consignment for lubricator. I grabbed her rose hip and pumped her surd for all of a full minute or more before splashing her womb with another freight for her to feed me.

"Oh, nookie, that's good !"Lynda moaned as she once again straddle my facial expression,"Would you do that for me after I fuck mortal else ?"she fantasized as I licked and sucked her boggy wet pussy.

"Mmmmmm, yeah,"I groaned as she repositioned herself slightly, spreading her pussycat mouth over my oral fissure so I could tug my tongue into her.

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

Finally, exhausted, as we lay snuggling in our post-orgasmic walking on air, Lynda asked,"Would you really like me to fuck someone else ; in front end 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 endanger our union,"she confided,"but if you would like it, I would do it. When you were eating me out, and I planted the idea of it being another man's cum, you really got into it. It turns me on to think of you eating another guy's load. It would be so exciting observation you do that. Have you ever done that ?"

Wow, I thought, this was something I'd fantasized about for days, and now my Henry 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 response to her question,"You mean like sucked a guy off ?"

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

"Ah, well, when I was a teen, some of my friends and I used to do that. Then we discovered female child, and sort 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 cock until is spurts in your rima oris and let me watch over ?"she excitedly blurted.

"I guess, if that would earn you happy. I haven't done it for twelvemonth and never thought it would materialize again, but I don't find the approximation repulsive,"I admitted, awaiting her reaction.

"I'd be very covetous if I thought you were ever with another adult female, 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 allegiance to suck 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 pussy ; as long as it's just sex, no excited involvement,"I cautioned.

"Oh, Ed, we're going to have such an adventure ! A whole new life of fun and fervour ! You'll see,"she assured me before wrapping her naked body over mine and drifting off for a short-change nap. I, on the other bridge player, was way too shake to sleep and slack jerked my thin, circumcised peter till I spurted out yet another lode. I hadn't been this horny since my stripling old age, and it was thrilling.

That evening, we went out for dinner at ‘ The Aroura Steak menage ’, one of our favourite, and then off to ‘ The Loft'for an eve of drinks and dancing ; and of path, our highly anticipated meeting with Sean. By eleven, we were both getting tipsy and were fix to exit, 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 lofty and I feel very lucky to be married to such a desirable woman, a sexy lady friend that former men just can't resist, even though she's obviously married. 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 thought of an incredibly lucky guy fucking the hottest woman in the human beings 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 consume just one to a greater extent ass with her ; he knows he'll only get his cock into her again if I feel like sharing her with him. But the big 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 details of how he fucked her.

As we slow danced the last Sung of the night, as practically as we wanted to encounter Sean, we accepted the fact that he was a truant. Then, a handsome, grim inkiness man of about thirty-five startled us, seemingly appearing out of thin air as he stood right hand next to us. He was just a twain inches taller than Lynda, was well-proportioned and groomed, and dressed in a stylish blackened, silk shirt and gray frock falling off. He wore designer, amber glasses and was adorned with gracious, conservativist, gold jewelry.

"Excuse me, Ed, may I have the rest of this terpsichore with Lynda ?"he asked. Not waiting for an answer, he stepped between us and took her in his branch. I retreated to our stall 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 rescind the hem of her dress and had his big black hand planted firmly on her now exposed, lily Edward White, simple ass face. He pulled her against his humping gibbousness while she straddled one of his legs and matched his gyrations. I was certain that if the Song didn't end soon, he'd be fucking her right 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 lights 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 follow 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 goose egg to say about it at that pointedness. Arm-in-arm with my married woman, 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, ready to come after our old Ford Escort station wagon to the theatre.

"Who the piece of ass is he ?"I asked, knowing Lynda was wondering the same. As soon as we arrived, I made drinks, 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 next to him with my wife on the other position. Lynda's thong lay on the floor in front of them and her apparel was up in high spirits enough to reveal a nicely shaved pubis. Her branch were spread, allowing Sean's mitt to explore her internal thigh all the way up to her gaping, wet snatch while she squeezed a prominent bulge through his slacks.

When I sat, Sean began speaking as if their behavior were zip more than a casual paw storage area,"First, let me explain just a short about the fling you read about in my ad. My forefather owns a common soldier island in the Bahamas and has a rather palatial demesne 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 phone with one hand while his former was engaged pleasuring my wife. She was far too preoccupied to look at pictures, but I saw that it was a beautiful, six-bedroom abode directly on the ocean. Balconies from every bedchamber overlooked the white guts beach and boat dock that moored several boats, including a thirty-foot cabin cruiser."There is shuttle Service to the main island ‘ on demand ’, where you may want to chatter the shops and restaurants. However, there are always foodie meal available at the house. We have a full-time chef who will spend a penny whatever you like. We also have housekeeping serving, so you'll not be asked to do so much as unobjectionable your room. All of the staff has full run of the house, but they are very distinct 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 seclusion in the house for anyone. Doors are always assailable and anyone may record at any metre. No need to conceal anything. You know ; what happens on the island…"

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

"It's really quite simple,"Sean began,"First, some facts. The two of you are desperately wanting a pregnancy and you are unable to make that occur, Ed. You've considered invitro insemination where you get to choose device characteristic of the sperm donor, like backwash, education level, height and flesh, etc. ; but you can't afford it. What we offer is something even better. You'll actually get to personally have a go at it the biologic father of your baby. 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 height and weight proportionate, have no familial diseases and positively no STD's, verified by psychometric test 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 compliments ; but the Mexican and White guys 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 advertising in other publication for additional men to join our group, but dubiety I'll find any Thomas More to fulfill my stringent qualifications before succeeding month."

"While on the island, both of you will be expected to be naked at all times. You'll have your own bedroom, but Lynda, you'll be spending your nighttime in the superior suite with the guys. Your finish is to become significant and we'll do everything we can to make that happen. Our personal target, 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 commodity reason ; insemination. You, Ed, may join in, lookout man, or just send your wife to our room to be used. Your hot wife is going to cuckold you, but again, for near reason. If you are fain, none of us object to a blow job from another guy. I mean, close your middle and the mouth 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 relationship. This experience will exchange you. You'll both evolve to a much more sophisticated life-style. 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 ; understand ?"

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

"racialist 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 explain 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 human relationship, or you intentionally pick out a smutty presenter for invitro. Think about it, other than racialism, why would anyone outrightly reject interracial sperm for artificial insemination ? So I don't see that having an interracial one is a problem. If you do, then you may desire to reject my offer. Besides, there's always a luck the White person guy will fuck a baby into your wife. You'll let us know who he or she looks like to settle the favorable competition among us, but there will be no sound or former liability for the sperm donor. That's all we are as far as you are concerned ; just send deposit sperm cell donors. You all decent with that ?"

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

"There's just a couple more thing I need to mention. 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 meaning, but your gestation is not the end of your commitment. You will continue to hold us for the integral summer. Once we know you are significant, we may want to watch you perform with other men without heed to age, looks, or anything else, except of course we'll make sure they are STD free. There will be no restrictions on whom we bring to roll in the hay you ; it could be a young Virgo 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 former on the trip, you'll be given time off to complete your menstrual cycle. You can spend those nights in your own room."

"This is primarily a fishing jaunt for the guy wire. Sex with a unobjectionable, healthy, youth married jade that we can hinge upon bareback and inseminate, with no consequence, is just an extra perk 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 time. I suspect you'll be sleeping trough noon, Lynda, as you'll be up all nighttime. With four of us to service, at to the lowest degree one will be using you at all hr of the night. Again, I want to remind you, while on the island, the two of you will be nude at all 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 convention, I'll not insist you service him, but I won't stop him from trying to seduce you. You'll have to share with that on your own. As the cuckold, if you choose to join us and watch out your married woman being fucked, or help us sleep with her, you can expect to be humiliated. If you can't handle that, you'd best just send your wife to our elbow room while you stay in your room and jerk off."

"Not a trouble,"Lynda answered for me as I sat there falloff jawed.

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

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

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

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

I followed his direction, and as he admired my married woman's eubstance with her firm little tits and pure skin, he slipped his hand between the lifelike gap between her thin ramification and worked two fingers into her pussy.

"Now you, Ed, select 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 disregard the fact that another man was intently watching me as I removed my wear. When I pulled off the last garment, my superintendent heavy erection sprang out.

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

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

"My finger is as chummy as his dick. This is going to be even better than I dreamed. Come over here, Ed, and study my clothes off, then form my shaft set to fuck your wife."

I soon found myself on my knee in straw man of the naked nigrify man who was finger fucking my wife to near sexual climax.

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

I opened wide and took as much in as I could. His bulbous head nearly filled my back talk completely. I remembered those years long gone by with my young protagonist and sucked as I had back then. I pulled back his foreskin, pursed my back talk and slid them over the big head, taking him in like a pussy. I felt it farm in my mouthpiece. In no time, he was really big ; midst, long, and hard. He was as ready as he'd ever be to screw.

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

He handed the rubber to Lynda as she led him to our bedroom. She sat on the side of our bed and rolled the condom over his massive erection, then reclined and spread her legs."Hold her ankles up over her brain, Ed, and celebrate her spreading blanket for me."I did as I was told while he positioned himself for incursion, telling Lynda,"This may be a picayune painful at first. If that skinny little 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 part and let my tool right in, but Sean's bulbous cock headway completely covered her little cunt, I couldn't even see her fragile pussy lips. He pushed, harder and harder, but there was no way my girl's bore hole was going to part around his massive black cock.

"Get me some lubricant,"he told me.

I let go of my wife's leg to retrieve a bottle of ‘ Wet ’. In the few sec it had taken me to get it, Lynda had repositioned herself and was sucking his condom covered cock. She was so hot and cook to fuck. Sean pushed her back onto the bed and instructed,"cargo hold her legs again, Cuck, I am going to fuck your wife now."

With Lynda held in post, Sean lathered his peter with lubricating substance. He put the chief to my wife's pussy again, completely obscuring it, as before. Using his mitt, he glided the blunt end of his organ up and down over her snatch, paying special attention to rub her clit. Lynda was moaning and working her hips, helping the black man massage her cunt.

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

Sean surprised both her and me when he put his putz on target, quick to give Lynda her low big cock ; but then, just milliseconds before pushing into her, he slapped her ass really hard to distract her.

"Ouch ! Owee ! Owee !"Lynda screamed.

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

Sean just smiled,"Shhhhhhhhh,"he told her, placing a finger over her lip to gently stress his point in time."Just lie still. I'll give you a present moment to get used to it. That petty kitty-cat of yours was made for this, it's just not been properly broken in. Just relax. My tool heading is completely in spite of appearance and that's the thickest constituent, 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 whole prick 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 balls rested against my wife's ass, he began rutting, slowly at first, with long full-length insertions followed by rapid mogul strokes. His pelvic arch slammed against hers with an audible smack every time he bottomed out inside my wife.

I was amazed by his toughness. I usually finished in a minute or two, but he fucked her non-stop for a upright half-hour, changing status every five minutes or so, each time directing me to do something different to help him fuck my wife. Half way through their marathon piece of ass, without even touching myself, I was spewing my own seeded player, perhaps the biggest load of my lifetime, all over my married woman's little teat.

Lynda had four wild sexual climax 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 amaze, Lynda,"he complimented,"That was like fucking a Virgo. You may remove the condom now and make clean me up."

I was surprised, after our earlier treatment about sucking cock, that Lynda didn't insist I take tutelage of that. She obviously wanted his big dick in her own lip and wasted no meter in following his instructions. She slid the well filled rubber off his dick and took his cum slicked peter into her mouth. She sucked and licked, from pass to testis, until Sean was satisfied."You may have her now,"he told me, giving me permission to fuck my own married woman.

I got on top of her, missionary panache, and slipped right into her. Her pussy was still gaping open, obviously seeking something much larger than my near prick. I thrusted repeatedly, seeking some form of stimulation inside her well-lubricated, sensual cocktail dress. Though I didn't find it, my cock exploded in sexual climax 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 sinister shaft. Almost of use, I think, as soon as I pumped my consignment into her, she rolled over on top of me and planted her cum filled cunt on my mouthpiece.

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

We all went back to the living room so Sean could dress himself. Before leaving, he gave my wife a big, unresolved mouthed kiss, then told us he'd be in touch. He told us to,"be cook to add-in a private jet out of Stapleton on the first of all of the month. pack lightly. You only need clothing for travel to and from the island. ”