Sex with another guy (Adult)
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The first time hubby watched me having sex with another guy happened while we were away on holiday and the guy in question nearly twenty years older than I. Ironically it was a belated honeymoon! When we married in early April, a few days after my twenty-fifth birthday, J was unable to get away due to work commitments so we delayed going on honeymoon until July.
I knew all about John's interest in voyeurism and cuckoldry long before we married as he told me about it early in our relationship, feeling that if we married it would only work if I felt comfortable with, and willing to participate in, what some might view as odd or perverse activities.
Although this story is primarily about Alan, it was about two months prior to our honeymoon that we were able to put John's tendency towards cuckoldry, though not voyeurism, to the test when a guy made a pass at me while I was away on a course. We had actually only been married for three weeks but when I rang J on the first evening of the course, and told him about this guy making a pass at me, he practically insisted that I succumb to Tom's charms and then tell him all about it when I returned home at the end of the week long course. So I did!
Fifteen years older than I, the divorced Tom proved to be a phenomenal lover and I happily spent three nights in his hotel room rather than my own. Even over the phone I could tell that my husband was in a highly excited state as I related all the juicy details about my experiences with Tom each day.
Back home after the course I had to repeat the details over and over again and had the realisation even then that J seemed to derive more sexual excitement from hearing what I'd done with Tom than he did while having sex with me himself! J wanted to know how many times I'd had intercourse with Tom, five actually, and the positions used.
And so to our belated honeymoon.
Alan was staying at the same hotel as us while working on some sort of specialist contract in the area; I've no idea what type of work he did although hubby had more serious and technical discussions with him from time to time during the week.
He arrived during the Sunday evening to make an early start on the Monday, and it was when Alan came down to the bar after checking into his room that we got talking to him. After a time I said I was going for a walk as it was a nice evening but hubby declined to join me so went alone.
On my return perhaps forty minutes later I was met in reception by a very excited J. Once we were in the privacy of our room I discovered the reason for hubby's excited demeanour. It seems that after I'd left for my walk the conversational had turned personal with Alan telling hubby how he used his trips away from home to look for a bit of extra-marital sex. He wasn't always successful but he'd had his moments, Alan boasted.
Well the upshot was that hubby had invited Alan to have sex with me while he watched, telling him it was a fantasy of his. If I agreed J would fetch Alan whose room, a single, was just along the corridor from ours.
Needless to say a few minutes later Alan was in our room and, feeling a bit nervous, I was in his arms. We kissed, Alan's hands moving slowly and gently over my body, and seeing the excited look on hubby's face I began to relax. Alan began very slowly to undress me, casting occasional glances at hubby as he did so. When I was down to just panties, stockings and suspender belt Alan asked hubby if he was still OK about what was happening.
"Oh yes, you're doing great!"
Hubby's erect penis was out and in his hand by this time so it was a needless question really.
Alan moved to my rear so that I was facing hubby when his hands came up to cup my breasts. I could see the excitement on hubby's face as he watched Alan's hands squeezing my breasts, his fingers rubbing the nipples into an erectile condition. I saw J biting his lip, eyes widening when Alan's hand eventually moved down my body and his fingers slid inside my panties.
"Is she wet?" an excited hubby gasped.
"Very wet. My fingers had no trouble slipping inside your wife's cunt."
Hubby gasped again, his hand pumping away at his penis.
By this time any sneaking doubts I may have felt about the genuine nature of hubby's fantasies had gone, swept away by his very evident excitement to watch me with Alan.
My panties were off then and I was stretched out over the end of the bed with Alan kneeling at my feet.
"Your wife's cunt looks very inviting; I think I'll have a taste. OK by you?"
"Yes yes, do."
So he did. For the next however many minutes Alan licked my cunt, paying particular and exquisite attention to my clitoris, and I was only vaguely aware of hubby hovering near the bed masturbating. Alan brought me to a noisy and sustained orgasm during which I heard hubby, his voice sounding hysterical, thanking the guy.
When Alan stood up I notice
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