We have both lived in many places, she in several countries in Southeast Asia and now in the USA and me in Europe and the US and have experienced many... different facets of life except sex. So now we are going to experience sex as we choose but also experience it in a safe way with men whom we know are good. One of the things you may have noticed in this story is that I say the men are “making love” to my wife and have not said they are fucking her. The only way a man will be with my wife and. However, a month later, I was surprised when she raised the subject again and she confessed that it did rather bother her. I told her we could change that, if she really wanted to. We talked about it (usually during foreplay) but I couldn’t tell if she truly wanted to turn fantasy into reality, or if I could handle it. I finally asked her, “If I could find her a good-looking guy of appropriate age, did she want it to happen?” It seemed she did. A few weeks later, a very nervous Laurie-Anne. Did you like it? Did I do okay,” Cathy asked? “Did you do okay,” he laughed? “It was incredible. I’ve never come like that before. I can’t believe you did that.” “Stay right here, Christian. Let me go get a washcloth and wipe you up. Don’t move.”Cathy got up off the bed and started walking to the door so I darted around the corner to the bathroom just as she got there. She saw me and started smiling. “So, did you have fun, Cath,” I asked. “Oh, hell yeah, Daddy. That was cool. The man in her pussy was fucking her hard enough to lift her up and down on the cock buried in her ass. When the guy in her ass started to cum filling her ass it was enough for the guy in her pussy and I watched as he drove deep into her and his balls pumped shot after shot of baby juice into the probably very fertile womb of my wife. The cum dripped from her snatch as he pulled out. The lips never closed. She lifted off of the cock in her ass and got down on the floor on all fours. I crawled.