Hi, my name is Jeff, and I’ve been married to my sexy
little wife, Tanya, for 5 years. We’ve been using nasty
talk and shared fantasies to spice up our love life
almost from the beginning of our relationship. One thing
that got us both particularly hot was for me to ask her,
during sex, if she’d like to have two cocks at once. I’d
say something like, “I’d like to see you sucking someone
else’s cock while I’m fucking you from behind,” and
she’d usually reply, “I’d love you to see me deep-
throating some other man, as long as it wouldn’t make
you jealous.”

In the throws of passion I would always assure her that
I wouldn’t be jealous, only as hot as hell. At least, I
didn’t think I’d be jealous – the idea sounded more
erotic than anything else I could imagine.

Tanya has one of the sexiest body’s I’ve ever seen. And
to lie beside her while another man used it would be a
seal sight to see. I often would prop a mirror up at the
edge of our bed so that I could glance over while I
fucked her. Let me tell you, it was one sexy sight when
she lifted her perfect legs and began to moan in
pleasure as I pounded away at her tight little pussy.

One time, when Tanya was on her hands and knees and I
was banging away at her doggy-style, she even upped the
ante by saying, “If I had a cock to suck right now, you
could watch from right over my shoulder. You’d be so
close, you could almost suck it yourself.” That was an
idea I hadn’t yet contemplated, but hearing about it
spurred me to have a violent orgasm, in which I filled
my wife’s cunt with what seemed like buckets of my come.

After a few years we moved to another city so Tanya
could go to graduate school. Our dirty sex talk
continued, with some of her young professors and fellow
students appearing in our fantasies. The thought of
Tanya getting it on with another man remained a running
theme for us, yet neither of us made any real attempts
to bring our fantasy to life.

That all changed one night when we were relaxing in bed
with a cigarette after a very hot fucking session. Tanya
looked me in the eye and asked me once again if I would
really want her to be with another man. This was the
first time the subject had been brought up when we
weren’t actually fucking. I got a strange feeling in the
pit of my stomach – a kind of fear mixed with intense
excitement. I wondered if Tanya was going to confess to
something. I told her again that I had no reason to be
jealous and that it would really turn me on. I must have
said the same thing a hundred times before, but I
suspected that this time I would find out if I could
really live up to my words.