It was my wife’s turn to direct and watch

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It was my wife’s turn to direct and watchMy wife and I have this on-going agreement. Each month one of us will set up an erotic encounter for the other. We do not disclose the details of the connection or even the time or date, but we agree that the one on the receiving side will go with whatever has been set and wait to give feedback after the adventure. When we first began to do this, we both sat and completed a form we received from a ther****t. It listed sexual fantasies, desires, goals, hard limits, and boundaries. We shared the forms and discussed them at length. We were both amazed at the gravity of our fantasies and desires that would have otherwise remained concealed and hidden from each other. We had sought the help of a sex counselor to assist us in opening our bedroom repertoire and agreed to use this as one technique. For the first year, our monthly engagements were all involving couple play along with a few select singles. My wife typically arranged for us to meet other couples where we would both ultimately have sex with the other’s partner. It was fun and I met some hot women in the course of our meetings. I was the one who tended to be more adventurous, I one month planned for my wife to spend a weekend away with a full hall pass with a guy my wife thought was super hot. Then last month I arrived home from work on a Friday evening to find my wife sitting on our front porch chatting with a younger man. My wife introduced me telling me his name was Philip. I shook the guy’s hand and then excused myself to change out of my suit and tie. I had no idea who Phil was or why he was at our house and did not give it any thought. I returned outside to find Phil still seated with a full glass of wine. Phil appeared to be in his late twenties, he was thin and shorter than me. I would estimate Phil at roughly 5’7″ with a slender build weighing in around 145. Phil had a very personable demeanor with a soft-spoken voice. He was dressed in baggy jeans with a button down shirt and wearing pink flip flops. I spent a few minutes getting acquainted with generalized small talk. My wife finally spoke up and said, “Phil is here for you.” I was confused and was not sure what she meant with this revelation. “For, me? I’m not sure I understand. Are you selling something?” I asked. Before Phil could answer my wife responded, “Remember when on the sexual inventory bahis firmaları form you marked that you always had a fantasy of being with another man intimately?” My wife said as if talking about the warm weather today. I sat shell shocked still uncertain of where this was going as she continued, “You remember we talked about it and what look of guy aroused you? I also said seeing you with another guy would be super hot.” Her words sounded like they were coming from a tunnel as my mind reeled in confused disbelief. It had been a deep-rooted fantasy that I never anticipated happening. I was brought back to reality as my wife was now at my side, “Honey, Phil is a gay man I met online. He loved the sexy pics of your tight booty so I invited him over tonight for you guys to have some fun.” I laughed nervously still wondering if this was all a joke and if she was just trying to get a reaction from me. Phil was sitting forward in his chair as he smiled at me. He reached his hand forward to me showing me his phone screen that had an image of my naked body displayed. As soon as I looked at the screen of Philips’ phone I could feel my face begin to burn as I blushed. This stranger had a picture of my exposed ass, taken at a hotel one evening when my wife and I were out of town. I had set up a meeting with a gentleman to hook-up with my wife. He was the stereotypical “bad-boy” and he spent two nights with us. It turned out to be a great weekend for her. On the second evening, he had come to our room and I was sound asleep on the bed in only my boxers. The guy and my wife decided to slowly pull my underwear down and to take my pictures without my being aware. They showed them to me later and I could not believe they had not woke me up when they pulled my pants down. Now, there was a complete stranger who had been looking at my bared butt.”You have an amazing ass that I am excited to get to touch and stroke.” I heard Phil say as my mind spun. “Your wife has sent me so many cute images of you, I could not wait to finally meet you.” I was speechless at the moment, unsure how or what to respond. I partially wanted to get up and run but the other side of me was anxious with anticipation at what this would hold. After viewing several compromising pictures of myself on Phil’s phone that my wife had shared my wife broke the tension asking if we wanted kaçak iddaa to all walk up to get something for dinner and a drink. I quickly agreed and as we sat at a sidewalk cafe with a few rounds of drinks and some food I began to relax and ponder what I was in for. Conversation with Phil was easy and relaxed. We actually had a few common interests and time passed quickly. It was after midnight when we finally all three walked home. In my mind, I still kept thinking Phil was here for my wife and this was all just a rouse to see how I reacted. As we neared the house, Phil brought the conversation back to our original purpose. “Your wife has told me that you enjoy being controlled and dominated?” I stuttered in reply, “I guess, maybe, I don’t know for sure.” Being dominated was a long-held deep fantasy of mine but not anything I had ever realistically planned or given thought to beyond masturbation. “But, you do like to be spanked, right?” I heard Phil say as he handed me his phone to look at. I wanted to crawl into a hole at that moment. In bright light in front of my face was a picture of me laying with my pants pulled down on a bed, taken this spring. I was in position before getting my ass lit up with a belt from my wife. I could not deny the fact that I did love to be spanked and used. My wife had spanked me on multiple occasions and she had also used a strap-on to penetrate me anally. I had no idea what Phil knew or what he had seen from my wife. I was resigned to accept the fate of the night as I swallowed hard and replied “Yes, I do.” with a soft humbled voice. We were back at our house and inside now. Phil sat on our leather sofa as he told me to strip for him. As ridiculous as it sounds, I was ashamed of knowing my wife was watching. I slowly undressed and stood on naked display for our houseguest. Phil next had me come over to him and after rubbing my body in admiration he told me to undress him. Phil had a small slender body that was essentially hairless. His ass was firm, tight, and surprisingly shapely. Phil had a large cock for his size. I estimate him to be eight inches or more and thick around. His balls were also large and sagged low between his pearly white legs. It was my wife who took control of the situation telling me to suck Phil’s cock for him. I bent over and complied taking him inside my mouth. I had not ever sucked a man’s kaçak bahis cock in front of my wife. I was afraid of what she would think of me but she seemed to be watching and enjoying herself. Phil pulled my head away and pointed me to our 80″ television where my wife had put on a slideshow of images of me, all in revealing poses. Phil pointed to an image of my ass in a jock strap and said he was going to enjoy his cock buried deep inside my ass. Without responding I returned to sucking his cock for him.From there we moved into a spare bedroom that was next to our master bedroom. Phil lay me across the mattress and delivered a hard slap across my exposed bare skin. It stung like hell but it also felt good as it burned. I cried out in surprise from the sting. My wife remained in the room as Phil continued to leave my ass cheeks burning and crimson red. As much as it stung and hurt I also was incredibly stimulated by this play. My cock was rock hard and spewing precum beneath me. I heard my wife telling Phil she wanted to see him penetrate me. She seemed really into it but was remaining hands-off on the side of the bed. Phil was back to the head of the bed with his cock in my mouth as I sucked while he used his hands to examine my body. My wife put Phil’s phone on the mattress in front of my face as she showed me a picture, telling me this was how she wanted to see me. Any pride or dignity I had left was dashed as I looked up to see my ass on display after my wife had used her favorite toy on me. I raised my hips into the air resting on my knees as I felt Phil get on the bed behind me. His finger prodded my hole as I tried to relax but he wasted no time before he pulled his cock into place at the entrance of my hole and with my wife guiding him he pressed deep inside me. I felt like I was being split in half as tears streamed down my face and I bit the blanket beneath me. My fantasy was fulfilled, I was being used by a man who I thought was hot as my wife witnessed my degradation. The pressure on my prostate was incredible and I was soon shooting my load onto the sheet beneath me as Phil had his hands gripping my hips and was pounding me from behind. I could not help myself as I cried out for him to fuck me hard and to cum inside me. My wife kissed me and said: “You enjoy yourself and I will see you in the morning, slut. I am going to bed now. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t.” She laughed slightly and then walked out of the room leaving the door open. I heard her close the bedroom door of our room next door and wondered if she would still love me in the morning.

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