I have been obsessed with sex for much of my life. Unfortunately, it has not translated into a fulfilling sex life. My first wife divorced me because I wanted us to swing. While I was single I had sex with many women but found dating to be a nuisance, until I met Janice.

I am convinced that she is my soulmate, yet she has not been very interested in sex over the years that we have been together. She was not frigid, she just seemed ambivalent about sex; rarely initiating more than hugging and kissing which she clearly loved. Until recently, that is.

For the past few years, I have experienced ED and have found that little blue pills are only moderately helpful and have unpleasant side effects on me. We have adapted our sex life around oral and manual play which we find to be quite good. Together we discovered her G spot. Now Jan can be brought to orgasm that way and so can I.

But, recently Jan sat me down and informed me that she planned to take a lover. Given my condition, my first reaction was insecurity and anger. Given our ages, I expected the worst to come from her getting fucked by another man; I’m seventy-five; she is a very attractive fifty. To lose her would be a disaster for me.

She also made it clear that she was not asking permission; she is a modern adult female. She brought this man into our home, made me have dinner with them, then fucked him in our marriage bed. I slept in the guest bedroom that night.

The next day Jan expressed remorse for her callousness and promised to make it up to me. When she gave me the gory details of their sex, I became so aroused that I got hard enough to fuck her for the first time in months. Her heartfelt assurance of her love for me helped me to accept her extra-curricular ideas.

I became obsessed with images of them fucking. In fact, I brought the subject up so many times that she accused me of wanting a repeat performance. She was right. Somehow, her next impromptu meeting turned into an all-night, pot-smoking gang-bang with two black dudes.

I became somewhat paranoid hearing about the wonders of big black cocks. But, at the same time, couldn’t get the image from my mind. I half expected her to come home with a spade tattoo on her ankle or some other part of her body and I began to suspect that our marriage was in trouble.

Then came Tom. She met him on a weekend field trip and came home singing his praises. He is the guy; he is going to be her fuck-buddy and my golf buddy from now on. She described their two nights of sexual abandon and informed me that I would be invited to play golf at his country club near us. Sure enough, a couple of days later he called. Jan took her phone into the bedroom for about ten minutes; then, looking a little flustered, returned and handed it to me.

We had a pleasant if restrained conversation; and the next Saturday found us on the first tee. Tom charmed me from the beginning. He talked about the couple that he serviced for years until the wife became ill and died. He is still friends with the widower, though the man’s new wife knows nothing about their past. He is a decent golfer and seems a decent individual.

By the time we finished and were having a drink in the bar, I believed he is just the mentor that I hoped for. I quickly became convinced that he is not a threat to my marriage; quite the contrary, he assures me that my sex life will improve greatly. I invited him for dinner that night, at Jan’s insistence, of course; though I bet he had already been asked.

My cock was semi-erect for most of the afternoon, but Jan resisted my advances saying that we should save it for later. Releasing the built-up tension will make everything more exciting later. I was too invested to complain. She looked beautiful and sexy when she finished dressing for the evening; no underwear was apparent.

Jan answered the door while I sat sipping wine in the den. His arm was around her waist when they entered. I stood; we shook hands. I had just spent several hours with this man earlier, yet this situation seemed to demand formality. It was almost like I was a father meeting his daughter’s boyfriend for the first time.

She gave him the house tour which took quite a while. I had ample time to pour wine, load a tray with hors d’oeuvres and return to the den before they appeared, arm in arm looking a bit guilty. She was barefoot.

The worm of jealousy was just beginning to enter my gut when Tom broke off the embrace and took the proferred drink. Jan took her glass and gave me a hug and a kiss. Her tongue briefly probed my ear. She then took Tom’s hand and led him to the sofa. After sitting very close to him, she patted the seat opposite him for me to join them.

Tom put his arm along the sofa back behind Jan and leaned in for a toast. As we clinked glasses he said, “Ben, you are a lucky man to have such a beautiful, sexy, loving wife and I am lucky to be welcomed into your menage.” He placed his glass on the coffee table, then turned to Jan and they kissed passionately Their tongues probed each other’s mouths and his hand caressed her near-naked breast.

Once again the jealousy monster reared his ugly head. I think I was more bothered by the intimate kisses than I would be seeing them fuck. His hand went into her blouse, clearly feeling her breast, directly now. “Ben, I am going to fuck your wife in front of you, and with your help, we are going to make her cum a lot. Can we see these beautiful breasts that I am holding?

While I worked Jan’s buttons, he placed his hand on her thigh. She responded by opening her legs, inviting it higher. I slipped her blouse off her shoulders. Her nipples were hard as pebbles. She placed her hand on my cheek and turned to kiss me. “Thank you, darling. This is perfect,” she whispered to me. She then closed her eyes and sighed as Tom and I each took a nipple into our mouths. My heart was pounding in my chest.

“She came to us with a bare pussy, Ben, and it is very wet. Come, touch it with me.” Tom said to me. His hand was under Jan’s dress. “Caress her clit while I fuck her with my fingers. We’ll make her cum now.” I looked at her but her eyes were still closed and her hand was grasping Tom’s cock through his pants. Her knees were even further apart.

I reached down and pulled the hem of her skirt up until her pussy was exposed. Tom had two fingers in her and his thumb was touching her clit. Shortly there was a mouth on each nipple, two fingers in her cunt and my second finger lightly stroking her clit. She grabbed my head to her breast; Tom moved up to kiss her while I slid my other hand under her ass and held it which I know she loves.

It was all too much; she screamed, “Oh my god! You’re going to make me cum!” as loud as I have ever heard and came, flooding our hands with her moisture. Never has she squirted in my time with her. Tom and I both hugged and praised her while she slowly recovered. I had a big wet spot in my pants.

We ate a light repast, mostly finger food eaten while standing. The aroma of Jan’s pussy on my hands added a special touch to the food. While we ate Jan moved back and forth kissing us and squeezing our cocks. I opened the second bottle of wine, watching them make out. I had to admit that they made a handsome couple.

My jealousy was gone but I realized that I could not keep up with those two. I was nearly exhausted already from golf and the nervous energy I had expended. And the night had just begun. When everyone had eaten a little, Jan approached me, kissed me deeply and asked, “How are you doing sweetheart? Are you ok so far?”

“This is so hot I’m not sure that I haven’t already cum in my pants; feel,” I said. She slid her hand over my damp crotch, giving my cock a little squeeze.

“This bad boy is going to get all he can handle tonight. I hope he is up to the task. Shall we take this show to the bedroom gentlemen? I need to get my licks in; pun intended,” she giggled and squeezed my balls. She took Tom’s hand and led the way. I followed behind. I was so glad that my first threesome was not with the black kid that she dumped.

She turned, not toward the guest room, but to our already twice-violated marriage bed. I caught up with them just as she dropped to her knees in front of Tom and began undoing his pants. He undid his shirt at the same time. As his pants dropped I got my first look at the cock that she worshipped. And it was quite nice; only at half-mast, yet very striking. Of course, I have seen uncircumcised cocks before but not up close and personal.

He had shaved himself, leaving only a small patch of pubic hair above; making his cock seem rather large, though I think he is about as large as I am. Jan clearly loved working his foreskin back and forth as she tongued the head. I found myself wondering what it would be like to do that.

He waved me closer and placed his arm over my shoulder. “Take your husband’s pants down, Jan,” he said quietly; she instantly complied. “Now lick his cock; the cock you know so well.” Again she complied, licking the copious pre-cum that oozed from it. It was responding and growing. Soon she had a cock in each hand licking back and forth; now plunging one deep, then the other.

Much to my surprise after a few minutes, Tom slid to his knees beside her. He opened his mouth and she swung my cock toward him. I watched in horror as he took my entire cock in. Jan cupped my balls in one hand, pressing the other against my ass to urge me deeper into his mouth. “Now you are fucking my boyfriend, darling. Is he a good cock sucker? Would you like to reciprocate?”

It was too much; I groaned that I was going to cum, and I did. Jan pulled my cock out of Tom’s mouth and aimed it at her chest. Much of it ended up on Jan’s tits. She rubbed it into her skin and onto her nipples. Tom pulled her to standing and led her to the bed where he unzipped her skirt before urging her to lie back on the edge. She looked so damned beautiful to me right then. I wanted to bury my face in her pussy and make her cum again.

But Tom knelt before her and slipped his arms under her thighs to grasp her ass. She opened her legs knowing what he wanted. I kneeled beside her on the bed, watching her react to his ministrations. She caressed his head tenderly and was quietly humming to herself. I bent over her and whispered, “Thank you. You look beautiful like this.”

She quietly replied, “You are welcome darling,” We kissed, then I sat back to watch Tom bring her to another orgasm. Then she scrambled up onto the bed, begging him to fuck her.

Writing this is getting me so fucking horny that I may have to stop and masturbate.

I was mesmerized by what I saw next. Jan lay on her back with her arms and legs spread in welcome for his body; her nipples erect and hard. Her pussy lips were puffy and red.

Tom kneeled between her legs, looked at me and said, “Ben, are you ready to watch me fuck your wife? Would you like to leave now or would you like to hold my cock and guide it to her waiting cunt?” Before I knew what I was doing, I reached down and took hold of his hard cock. I slide his foreskin back and took the head into my mouth.

After a few moments, I backed up still holding him as he leaned forward onto his arms. If you can imagine at that moment I noticed how warm his cock felt. I guided the tip along her slit a couple of times until she begged me to put it in.

Watching the big cock head force her pussy lips slowly apart almost made my heart stop. It inched into her as she wrapped her legs around his thighs, hooking her heels behind them. “Oh god, that feels good,” she whispered. She reached up, and pulled his head down for a kiss.

I have seen lots of porn scenes like that but seeing my own wife hungrily pulling his cock into her and making animal noises as he stroked that beautiful thing slowly in and out was the most intense experience I can remember. I wanted somehow to merge myself into them. I was thrilled for her. Each time he reached the bottom of his stroke, he tilted his pelvis to maximize his penetration; he uttered a quiet moan and she whispered,” Yess…”

They performed a slow sexual dance. I was silent, not wanting to break the aura that seemed to surround them. Tom’s cock became glossy with Jan’s juices. I moved behind him, looking between his legs. I loved the way her lovely buns clenched as she raised her pelvis into him. Her juices began to run down over her dainty little rosebud.

I watched in a trance, until, wonder of wonders, my cock was hard again. I began to masturbate, wishing it were me fucking Jan, but I would not interrupt such a beautiful union. Eventually, Tom noticed me and asked if I wanted to tap in. I looked to Jan for approval; got a nod and moved between her legs to slip my cock into her gaping, sloppy pussy.

I felt another rush of affection when she wrapped her arms around me and we kissed.  She simply said, “Hi lover,” then grasped my ass to pull me deeper. God, how I miss that feeling. I felt intense love for her and affection for him just then.

“That’s it, fuck your lovely wife Ben; make her yours again.” I felt Tom’s warm hand cup my balls. I couldn’t hold back. I began to pump a real load of cum into her, then I collapsed on her until she tapped me on the shoulder and said, “Next.”

Suddenly, I realized that I was exhausted. I kissed Jan, patted Tom on the fanny, and left the room. I got into the guest bed, hearing their lovemaking across the hall until I fell asleep. Sometime later I awoke to Jan slipping into bed with me. “Hello, darling; sorry to wake you,” her kiss tasted of cum.

“Is he…?”

“Yes, he’s gone.”

“Did he…?”

“Yes, he fucked me beautifully. Made me cum three more times. He came twice. Touch me down there; you’ll find some of his cum still coming out. I did and just for the hell of it, brought a dollop to my lips, and then to hers.

Thank you again for the best sex I have ever had; bar none.” She snuggled up to me, took hold of my dormant cock and fell asleep. I lay awake replaying the night’s events; not quite believing it had all really happened.

The next morning passed in a daze for me. I couldn’t keep from touching Jan every chance I got; vivid images ran rampant in my head. I can’t wait for another threesome with Tom. I only hope that I will be welcome to join them many more times. I’m also going to trim my unruly, old man pubes.