I did a little digging about big-cock Carl. I found out that he’s only been married for a year. He just bought his house and he works in sales with a part-time gig at a restaurant. The day of the, ah, event, my wife seemed a little on edge.

“It’s such an exciting day, isn’t it?”

“Shutup! You don’t have to remind me.”

“Aren't you looking forward to having his big cock in you?”

“I was. Just not with you giving a blow-by-blow description.”

“Nice choice of words. Maybe you should have made a better decision about fucking big cock. Although, the birthday gift idea was a good one.”

She stormed out of the room, and the next thing I heard was the shower. I wondered what she was going to wear for him, me, ah, us. I went to get a beer and wait.

Seven-thirty. I put a porn movie on just for giggles. She came down wearing a black dress: Tight, and short at both ends, black stockings with the lace top half exposed.

“You look good. If I didn’t know you were going to get fucked, I would fuck you right now.

“Well, I am going to get fucked, and no, you can’t fuck me now.”

She went into the kitchen and by the sounds of things hitting other things, she wasn't a happy camper. Right at eight, the doorbell rang. I told her to get the door and went to sit at our bar. I had seen pictures of him, but I didn’t think he was that tall. He must have been six-eight or so.

“Hello, Carl. We finally meet. Babe, get Carl a drink before we go to dinner.”

“What? Dinner? Why would we go out for dinner?”

“Well, I thought I’d treat you two on this special night.”

“You're nuts. We’re not going out.”

Just then the doorbell went off. I told them to sit down while I answered it.

I walked back into the living room.

“WHAT THE FUCK! What is she doing here?” That was Carl yelling at the top of his lungs. I just brought his wife into the room. Mine just stood there with her mouth open.

Now let me describe Deb to you. She's five foot seven, slim, small chested, with brown shoulder-length hair. She was all twenty-one years old.

“Deb honey. What’s this all about?”

“I know what it’s all about, thanks to Chuck.”

“Alright, gang. Let’s get going. I’m starved. How about you Deb?”

“I haven’t had lunch, so I’m ready.”

“Hun, you and big, ah, Carl, sit in the back.”

Deb got in the front with me, and the first thing she did was raise the center console and sit on my right hip. I looked in the rearview and saw both of them looking at each other.

It was a little quiet but we got to the restaurant. We were seated and ordered when Deb cracked the ice.

“So, I hear you had a fling with my husband. He must have been good when he was younger. He seems to be losing it now. I can’t get him to fuck me as much as I’d like.”

Deb was turning me on like nothing else. She was getting into this big time. My wife had to do her usual and slip up big time.

“Wait, what’s this? You told me that she didn’t like sex.”

“I think Carl used a story about me to get in your pants honey. He could never keep up with me in bed.”

My wife was giving Carl daggers, but she held her tongue. Things lightened up a little and Deb even asked my wife where she bought her dress. Then they talked tans. I thought they were going to strip right there to see who had the best all-over tan.”

So we made it home with full bellies. My wife was feeling no pain. She even started to unzip her dress walking to the door.

I made everyone a drink and I told them to head for the bedroom. I told them to sit on the bed while Deb and I sat on chairs.

“Well, here we are. So let's just get with it. Why don’t you two get your clothes off.”

They didn’t say or look at each other. Slowly the clothes came off and when I saw Carl's cock, I kind of knew why my wife wanted it. Let’s just say that he was well endowed. My wife didn’t go the whole hog with her lingerie. She just had on her thigh-highs and heels.

They were both standing there naked while we sat staring at them. My wife asked, “Well, if you’ve had your fill of our naked bodies, can we get on with this?”

They got on the bed and started to kiss.

“Hold on, stop the action!” They stopped and looked at me. I got up and was standing at the foot of the bed. “I don’t think Deb and I want to see this.”

That’s when Deb got up.

“Yeah, I don’t need to see you guys. I know what’s coming.”

My wife said, “What do you mean, you know?”

That’s when I stood and picked up my briefcase. I sat it on the bed and opened it. I took out four videotapes.

“Let’s see now. Yes, here ya go. Two tapes for you guys, and Deb and I will keep the other two.”

“What the fuck is going on here? Why the tapes? What’s on them?”

I looked at Deb and we both smiled at the same time.

Deb said, “Who’s going to do the honors, you or me?”

I told her to go for it.

“Well, you have two tapes. The one in the red case is from the last time you fucked here in this house.”

“Wait, you mean that the one I wanted to be used as the one alone, you taped?

“Correct. I figured after the day that big Carl here left you to hang, I knew you wouldn’t wait too long. I planted a video camera in the bedroom. That tape is that fuck session.”

Carl jumped in, “So what’s in the green box then?”

Deb jumped right in, “Oh, that’s a little tape that Chuck and I made yesterday. I hope you enjoy watching it as much as I enjoyed making it.”

“Why you fucking whore!”

“Oh, husband of mine. Before you go off the deep end, just think about who started this. But come to think of it, thanks. If it wasn’t for your big cock, I wouldn’t have met Chuck.”

I said, “One last thing: it’s Friday. Deb and I are going to her house. You guys can stay here. We’ll be over for dinner on Sunday around seven.”

“Hun, I truly hope you enjoy your big cock. I’ll bet you never thought you’d have it for the whole weekend.”

We walked out and went to their house. Deb was cracking up all the way there.

When we got into Deb’s house, her cell started ringing. She let it ring.

“Come on. Let’s go to our bedroom and watch the videos. Them first, and then us, but I don’t think we’ll get to ours.”

We watched my wife and her big cock get it on. We were both surprised by the things they did.

“Wow! I could never take him in my ass like that. Your wife seems to love it.”

“Yeah, it’s alright with him. I’d have to force myself on her to do that. That’s why we don’t do it.”

“Well, as a wife of a man that is obsessed with himself, his cock is not what I want. This is what I want on a full-time basis.”

She grabbed my cock as she was unbuckling my pants.

We were naked and she was tucked under my arm with her head resting on my chest. She was slowly stroking my hardon, milking me of pre-cum. Then without taking her eyes off the screen, she moved her head down and took me in her mouth.

She started moaning around my cock as she went for more and more of me. She forgot about the video and turned so she was facing me. She looked right into my eyes as she slowly took all of me into her throat.

Her bare pussy was within reach, so I did. She was wet, and I slid two fingers into her slowly. Her moaning increased in volume. She opened her eyes to look at me, and mumbled around my cock what sounded like, "Oh, yeah."

When I strummed her clit with my thumb, she came. I pulled her back end around and over my head. I just had to taste her. I wasn’t disappointed. She tasted sweet – a hint of strawberry.

I lapped her up as quickly as it flowed out of her. that was until she squeezed my head and came again.

“Oh, fuck! I can’t take that anymore. Take this cock and fuck me with it. I need to feel it inside me – now!”

She rolled off of me and before I could turn over, she had her legs up and back, holding herself open for me. I couldn’t resist, and getting between her legs, I jammed my cock into her hard.

“Ohh, yeah! Fuck me hard and fast! Make me cum till I pass out!”

Well, I tried my best, but she wouldn’t pass out. She did cum though – a lot. I only came once, but it was a doozy.

We lay there on the wet sheets.

“We made a mess.”

“That’s alright. I’m going to leave it just like this. That way if he thinks we didn’t fuck, I’ll have him lie in it.”

“He doesn’t have to do that. Just tell him to take a deep breath.”

We both laughed and hugged before getting up and taking a shower. The rest of the weekend was mostly spent in bed, with occasional trips to the kitchen to eat and drink.

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We went back to my house Sunday night. She opened the door and without saying a word, let us in.

We went into the living room and she came back with drinks. We talked about what happened but didn’t go into any details. After dinner, we retired to the living room again and during a moment of silence, she said.

“Well, ah, would you guys like to watch the tapes?

Well, we did and the four of us ended up in bed. I got my fantasy of watching her with Carl and they got to watch me with Deb.

To this day the four of us are close friends. They come over often to visit Deb and me.