"by Carole"

My wife, Carole and I have a very exciting marriage. She's a wonderful lover, friend and a very beautiful woman. Other men are often attracted to her, and I see them looking and lusting after her whenever we're out in the evening. I find this exciting and I encourage her to wear revealing clothing and I insist that she go braless as often as possible.

A couple of years ago I began to fantasize about having other men see her nude and I began to obsess about exposing and displaying her in public. I've fantasized about her going to nude beaches and even posing for nude photography. I was certain that she would never agree to any of that. But the fantasies continued anyway, and expanded to include her being touched, fondled and even made love to by other men.

A few months ago, I took a big risk and shared one of my more mild fantasies with Carole. I presented it in the form of a story about another woman who's husband exposed her to other men - strangers, and that this fictional women became very excited with the exposure and gradually started doing it to please her husband. At first she was a little shocked at my story, but then I noticed that she was becoming excited. I expanded on the story and her excitement grew. Her increased excitement drove me to greater fantasies and ever more detailed stories. After telling the stories we had fantastic love making sessions during which she was absolutely wild. Her reaction led me to conclude that someday I might be able to see my fantasies come true.

I started to think about showing her off to my best friend. Brad and I grew up together, sharing many dates and wild experiences as young men. He had been my best man at our wedding, and he approved wholeheartedly of my marriage to Carole. In fact, I think he's in love with her, and I believe that he was a little disappointed when we were married since he often commented about what a sexy lady she was, and how lucky I was to have such a gorgeous creature. The fantasies I was having were becoming wildly exciting and I decided to enhance them by teasing Brad with her charms.

One day, a couple of weeks ago, Brad and I were having a beer after work at our local watering hole. When I opened my wallet and pulled out some money, I 'accidentally' dropped a picture on the floor next to him. It was a Polaroid of Carole nude in the shower - a side view showing the profile of her breasts and perky nipples very clearly. I'd taken it a few days earlier without her knowledge. I pretended not to notice it fall, so Brad he reached down and picked it up.

He stared at it until I said, "What's that you've got?"

Sheepishly, he handed it back to me. I feigned embarrassment, saying, "Oh, my God, if Carole knew you saw that she'd die. Please don't ever say anything about it.. She doesn't even know I have it."

"Oh, of course not! I would never say anything about it. But, can I please see it again - just for a minute. He was almost begging. I held the picture in my hands for a minute and then said, "Well, as long as you've seen it anyway..." and handed it back to him.

"She's incredibly beautiful,"

"Yes, isn't she? And, I feel so fortunate to have that gorgeous body to go home to. You know, she's a very sexual woman. She's quite in bed from the woman you think she is. Know what I mean?"

"Exactly how is she different? He asked.

I started out by just talking to Brad about our sexual experiences, and he fell for the bait; hook, line and sinker. I told him about how we often played before sex and he asked me if Carole got really wet during foreplay. I described it to him in detail, how she would often beg me to touch her a certain way, and how powerful her climaxes were. It was incredibly sexual talking to my friend about my wife. In a way, it was just like taking her clothes of and exposing her to him.

The conversation went on for several beers and a couple of hours like this. He never grew tired of hearing about Carole. Every little detail seemed to excite him even more. I could see by the way he was moving around that he had a huge erection... and so did I. It's hard to describe how powerfully sexual it was to describe every intimate detail of my wife's lovely body to another man - especially a man who knew her so well.

I told him what her nipples looked like when she got excited, where we made love, what position Carole liked the best, how she liked to take my cock into her mouth when it was soft and suck gently on it until it got hard, how she screamed when she had a particularly intense orgasm. He ate it up, listening intently and asking questions to elicit more information from me. And I loved every minute of it.

Then I showed him some more pictures of Carole - some were Polaroids and some were from my 35mm camera where I'd used high speed color film. They showed her nude body from a number of different angles. Some were a little fuzzy but most were very clear and revealed her lovely charms. All were taken without her knowledge. I also led Brad to believe that I had many other, much more graphic photos - even though it wasn't true, at least not at that time.

Brad loved the photos and commented that, "I only wish that sometime I could see the real thing."

"Are you serious? I mean, would you really like to see my wife naked?"

Brad nearly fell off the bar stool. The beers were having an effect on both of us, and he exclaimed, "Wow, would I?"

"Well, maybe your wish could come true. Maybe some night I'll have you over and we'll see what we can do." We began the plan. Without her knowledge, we were going to expose my wife nude to my best friend, Brad.

The next day, Brad called and said, "You know, last night I was a little drunk, and if I said anything that was out of line...."

"Of course not," I interrupted, "In fact, I've been thinking about our plan. Maybe we can work out something this Friday night. Are you still game?"

"Are you serious? I mean, I thought you... Well, you know, we had a lot of beers and.."

"I'm still in this, if you are." I wasn't about to let him slip out of my fantasy at this point. I'd invested too much energy and thought.

"Well, sure!" He exclaimed. "God, who wouldn't want to see that body up close. She's incredible."

When I left for work on Friday, I told Carole that I wanted to have a special night with her. "When I get home be bathed and perfumed - and put that little black dress on - you know the one. I'll be here at 7 p.m. sharp. After work, I picked up some nice wine, and a bouquet of flowers. When I arrived, dinner was ready and my wife greeted me at the door smelling like and angel and looking like Jezebel. She was incredibly sexy.

Through dinner, I kept her wine glass full and complimented her frequently on how sexy she looked. We touched and kissed often and I could feel the sexual tension building.

After dinner, we adjourned to the sofa for some heavy petting. I removed her dress and played with her breasts, sucking on her nipples until she was begging to be fucked. She was getting as hot as a firecracker. Finally, I picked her up and carried her into our bedroom. She lay on the bed while I lighted some candles and turned out the lights.

I lay next to her and whispered, "I'd like to try something different. I'm going to blindfold you."

She murmured a soft protest, but then assented with a soft mewing sound, as I tied a black blindfold around her eyes and checked it carefully.

"Now, I have another little surprise." From my night stand I took some velcro straps that I'd prepared and wrapped them, first around one wrist and then the other. She began to protest but I ignored her as I quickly attached her wrists to the bedposts, pulling her arms apart as I snugged them tightly onto the post.

Carole started to protest, but I put a finger to her lips, saying, "This isn't all, my love. There's more coming." that this wasn't all, there's more coming. You are now in my power and I'm going to ravish this lovely young princess."

She bought into the charade and responded with soft moaning sounds.

I then bound Carole's ankles. At first she resisted, but now was becoming turned on at the prospect of a little kinky sex with her husband. I had tied her up once before and she became very aroused then.

Looking at my lovely wife as she lay spread-eagled and blindfolded on our bed, nude except for her black lace panties, I wondered if I really could go through with it. Once Brad had seen her like this I couldn't take it back. He would always have that picture in his mind whenever he wanted it. But I knew I couldn't miss this chance. I was way too excited to stop. After nuzzling and caressing Carole a little I put a padded stereo headset on her ears. She objected immediately. But with a little talking about how I wanted all of her senses focused on touch she finally relented.

"And," I scolded her, "If you keep on protesting, I'm going to put a gag in your mouth. I'm your Master. You are my captive, my slave, and you must do everything I tell you. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master." I almost came. This was incredible. Better than I had ever hoped.

Turning it to her favorite music station I set the volume fairly strong. Then, I tested her ability to hear me when I talked. She couldn't hear a thing. Then I turned the lights on bright, and pulling out my cock a stroked it a couple times while gazing at her and thinking about what would be happening in a few minutes.

By this time I was literally shaking with excitement. Brad, who lived only two blocks away at the time, was waiting. I placed the call.

"Everything is all set. The front door is unlocked. Come in quietly and wait in the living room for me."

Less than two minutes later I heard the front door open. (He must have flown down the street.) I left Carole and met him in the living room.

"Are you ready?"

He nodded eagerly, and after cautioning him to be very quiet, I led him down the hall. With my heart pounding I opened the door to our bedroom. I watched his eyes as he got his first sight of my erotically dressed and positioned wife. We both just stared at her for a few long moments. I was still nervous even though I knew she couldn't possibly hear anything, but still I whispered, "Watch me, watch how I do this."

Moving around to the side of the bed I lightly begin to stroke Carole's hip and then the top of her leg down to her ankles. When I moved to the inside of her leg she begin to moan and writhe slightly. Brad watched intently.

Excited by the prospect of talking out loud about Carole's body in the same room with her to my best friend, I asked in a normal voice, "If you could do anything you wanted to her, what would it be?"

Astonished, he looked at me and after thinking for a moment said, "Oh, that's easy, I would I would like to make love to her." I told him to quit sugar coating his language and say what he meant.

Realizing that it was turning me on, Brad said, "I'd like to fuck her really hard."

Drunk with excitement I reached over, pushed her short dress aside and openly stroked her cunt through her panties. She responded immediately and her hips up to my fingers and moaned softly. Here was my wife, getting more and more sexually excited while my best friend watched! It was a dream come true.

Then Brad asked if he could touch her. My chest was pounding with excitement as he slowly began stroking her legs as I had done. When his hand was a couple of inches away from her panties he looked up at me. With a pounding heart I nodded for him to go ahead. I watched, my heart in my throat, as his hand reached her panties and lightly stroked her pussy through them. She then responded to his touch! Here was the same pussy that was under that white gown on our wedding day being stroked by my best friend, with only the thin fabric of her lace panties separating his fingers from her now very wet pussy.

I touched his arm to get him to stop because I wanted to be the one to give him his first glimpse of her pussy. Pushing the crotch of her panties aside I exposed first one lip and then her full pussy to Brad.

He could now see the most private intimate part of my wife's body. For some weird reason I was almost embarrassed for her because she was so very wet and obviously in a state of extreme arousal - then it became the most exciting thing I had ever experienced. Almost losing control I untied her legs and pulled off her panties and let Brad drink in this picture of her swollen pussy. She must have been very turned on by being tied up the second time in her life because she was extremely wet.

After pulling her panties the rest of the way off I gave them to Brad and told him that he could keep them. He jumped at the sound of my voice until he remembered that she couldn't hear anything. After smelling her panties he stuffed them in his pocket. I left her legs untied.

Now she was slowly opening and closing her legs and trying to get some satisfaction. I got the video camera and tripod from the closet and began to videotape her like this. I told Brad to get his cock out and rub it on her leg. I didn't want him to fuck her, but I wanted almost everything else. Instead of just taking his cock out, he undressed completely, dropping his clothes in a pile on the floor. His cock was at a full erection sticking straight out from his body. I noticed that he was a bit larger than me, but not all that different. I told him to put his cock in her tied hand. This was very risky because she might note the difference.

He moved to the head of the bed and slipped his cock into her open and unexpecting hand. She immediately grabbed it. Thinking back now, I don't what was wrong with me, I should have realized that Brad's cock would feel different. It was larger than mine and a quite different shape. When she grabbed, she murmured, "Oh, you're so hard!"

For Brad's part he just groaned "Oh, man-n-n-n..." and started leaking precum. He rubbed it on her fingers and pulled back so he wouldn't cum. Somehow she didn't notice the difference and I breathed a sigh of relief. Then became excited as I looked at my wife's hand with another man's cum on her fingers.

Since only one of us could touch her at a time, I motioned for Brad to go ahead. He took her right breast into his hands and begin sucking on it. His right hand stroked her right leg from her knee up until it reached her cunt. This was the moment I had been waiting for. I watched and stroked my cock as my friends fingers first touched my wife's wet slit. She begin bucking and he slipped first one, then two fingers into her. Then I came uncontrollably all over the floor as he took his slick, wet fingers and put them in her mouth. She greedily sucked her own pussy juice off my friend's fingers until he put them back in her soaking wet pussy.

Surprisingly, I became hard again almost immediately. Although I wasn't sure I wanted to take the risk of having Brad fuck her, I did want him to jerk off on her. And I wanted to catch it on film.

Now my wife was humping Brad's fingers for all she was worth. From her sounds, I knew she was about to cum and cum hard. He was jerking himself off with his other hand. I told him out loud to cum on her face. Her eyes were covered by the blindfold, but her mouth, chin and neck were exposed.

At first, Brad was holding himself about level with her shoulders aimed at her face, but as his masturbation picked up speed he pulled closer and closer to her chin. Suddenly he stopped, thrust his pelvis towards her until his cock head was less than an inch from chin and pointed up to her mouth. Brad groaned and then exploded on Carole's face. She jerked in surprise, and then laughed. Her chin and lips were literally painted with stripes of Brad's cum. As the last spurts landed on her neck, Brad gently slapped his now softening cock on her lips. Carole opened her mouth and hungrily took his cock in, sucking eagerly on it. He pulled back, afraid she would notice the difference, and allowed her to suck only the head of it. She was masterful at this and soon his cock began to harden again. In a matter minutes he was back to full staff.

Carole begin opening and closing her legs. This, for her, was a request to be fucked and she was moaning softly to enhance the seduction. I watched almost in a trance as Brad repositioned himself between her legs and begin stroking his dick, leaning closer and closer to her very wet pussy. I should have stopped him at this point but I just sat on the edge of the bed, powerless to even move.

He begin sliding his cock along the inside of her thigh leaving a thin trail of wetness. My mind continued telling me to stop him, but I just watched as the head of his cock came into contact with the lip of her pussy. Now Carole was straining at her bindings and trying to bring the head of his cock more into contact with her cunt.

As I watched, Brad spread her cunt lips wide with his thumbs. Then he begin rubbing the head of cock up and down her wide open slit without actually going inside of her. Carole for her part begin humping his cock trying to get it inside.

She was begging, "Please fuck me! Please! Do it hard!"

As Brad continued to tease her pussy, Carole pulled her pelvis down away from Brad as far into the bed as she could. As Brad followed her down to remain in contact she suddenly thrust back up catching him by surprise, and his cock slipped into her about three inches.

Both Brad and Carole moaned. Brad tried to remain still, but he just didn't have the will power to pull out, and Carole used that three inches to begin fucking him. I watched in horror and excitement as Brad gave in and began fucking her back.

Brad looked up at me and said, "I'm sorry Steve, but her pussy is so wet and so open! I can't stop!"

Taking my silence as permission, Brad begin fucking her hard and harder. He was really pounding into her, much harder than I usually fucked her, and she was loving it. He was driving into her with so much energy that I was afraid that the headphones might come off.

I moved the tripod with the camera into a better position to capture his cock plunging into her pussy. Then I removed my clothes and sat back on the bed and began stroking my cock as I watched this incredible scene.

I knew this couldn't last very long and suddenly Brad groaned and, driving hard into her with all of his strength, he came deep inside of her. It was so very exciting to me and as I was stroking my cock, I came at the same time. It was an incredible experience. I couldn't believe it - he was cumming inside of my wife!

Suddenly, I realized that he didn't have a condom on, and Carole didn't take birth control pills because they made her sick! She depended on me for birth control. Oh, shit!

Meanwhile, Carole was twisting and squirming, wanting more.

Brad's cock was still inside her and he just lay there. As she squirmed he began to get hard again, and soon he started fucking her again. This time, they fucked hard for a long time until Carole begin to cum and cum hard!

Brad exclaimed to me,"It feels like her pussy is milking my cock!". I knew exactly what he was talking about. When Carole was really turned on she could grab my cock with her cunt. It was like a little hand down in there grabbing your dick. I watched my wife have the most intense orgasm I had ever seen her have with my friends cock shoved up her. Her climax lasted and lasted and finally I could see that Brad was coming again. Her pussy was certainly full. He was spent and this time they just lay there together, breathing hard. Finally, he pulled out and backed away from my lovely wife.

He gave me a big bear hug, and said, "Thank you my very dear friend, for the most wonderful night of my life." Then he quietly gathered his clothes and left.

I looked at my lovely wife lying there, and my cock came into action. As I heard the front door open and close, I mounted her and slipped my cock into her very fully pussy. We fucked very slowly for a long time until we both built into an incredible climax. Afterwards, I washed and dried her and then, after putting the camera and tripod away and with all the lights turned off again, I removed her blindfold, earphones and untied her arms. She wrapped her arms around me and cried softly into my neck.

"That was a very wonderful night of fucking. I'll remember that forever!" Then she turned over and promptly went into a very deep sleep.

I lay awake for a long time thinking about what had happened and whether or not I should ever tell her what happened.

However, I agonized over it for a week, and had just about decided that the only honorable thing I could do would be to tell her. I was sure that she would be angry, more angry than she had ever been about anything. Maybe she would leave me. Who knows? I just had to find the right time.

Since that night, I must have watched that video twenty times. Brad has asked to see it too, and we have plans to get together some evening soon to relive that wonderful night.

Last night, we were petting and about to make love, when she pushed me over on my back and slid down between my legs. She took my cock in her mouth and began to give me a wonderful blowjob. Usually, when I come, she pulls my cock out and finishes my climax with her hand. This time, however, she swallowed every drop. Afterwards, when we were lying there with her face cuddled under my chin, she remarked, "You taste very different from Brad, did you know that?"

My heart pounded, I was speechless! After a few minutes, I asked, "What gave us away?"

"The first hint was that his cock is shaped different... It's a little bigger, too, but it was the shape that confused me. When it was in my hand, I just thought you had an a different erection, but when I was able to get it into my mouth I knew something was wrong. The head is larger, and he tasted very different. My first reaction was total panic, but then I realized that this was something that you had planned carefully, and must have wanted very badly so, after getting my fears under control, I finally decided to go along. I had no idea who the other man was, but he was being gentle and. . . well, it felt good."

"When, he first was getting into position between my legs to fuck me, it just didn't feel the same.. You know, you and I, we just fit together so well. Another man? Well he's different. You have a certain way of getting on and getting off. He was a little clumsy."

"But the real giveaway was when he started fucking me. The radio was a good idea, and I couldn't hear anything, but at one point, the station took a pause between songs, and during that quiet period, I heard him say something about being sorry, that he just couldn't stop. I immediately recognized Brad's voice. At first I was embarrassed that it was him - somebody I knew, but then I thought about it and was flattered and delighted that he would want me. Then he started fucking me very hard, and by then it felt so good, I didn't want it to stop. Also, I was very excited about the thought of you watching us."

"It was a wonderful night. Thank you."

"There is one small problem though. He wasn't wearing a condom and . . . well, I think I might be pregnant...."

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