Part 1 – Hubby Sucking

Sarah and I have had very normal, conservative lives. We were born and raised in the Midwest and met in college. We got married right after graduation, and started a family in Indianapolis. So, by the time we were both forty-two years old, our son and daughter were both in college and living away from home.

My name is David, and I must admit that I didn’t handle being an empty nester very well. My life up to that point had been mostly consumed providing for our kids and making sure that they had every opportunity to be involved in sports and other activities. I had been largely focused on our kids and work, so I was empty and listless when the kids left for college. Sarah was handling it better than me, since she has many friends and is an avid tennis player.

To make matters even worse, Sarah seemed to have lost interest in sex over the preceding couple of years, so I had little outlet for my frustrations. She finally had enough of my moping around, and one day she said, “David, you played sports in high school, and from what you’ve said, you were pretty good at basketball. Why don’t you join a men’s league over at the Y, and develop that as an interest for yourself? You need to start associating with some friends, and the exercise won’t hurt you either.”

I’m six feet and three inches tall, and I was lean in high school when I weighed about one hundred and eighty-five, although, I had gotten badly out of shape by my early-forties. I was then at two hundred and twenty pounds and very lethargic. I also tended to be kind of timid at times, despite my previous experience with sports. So, I thought about Sarah’s suggestion, and decided to do something to get out of my rut, even though I was uneasy about it, for a reason I wasn’t totally conscious of at the time.

Beginning a few months before that decision to start exercising, my supervisor at work, Gavin, had been asking me to join him and some of his friends on their basketball team in the men’s league at the Y. We were good friends at work, and he thought I’d be pretty good, since I'm tall and had played basketball in high school. He told me that they only had seven players on their roster, after losing one of the guys recently. They needed at least one more player to allow for more substitutions during games, especially at times when some of the men couldn’t make it.

Gavin is three years older than me, and at six feet and two inches tall, and weighing what I estimated to be one hundred and ninety pounds, he was in good shape. When I told him on a Monday that I was interested in joining his team, he was elated and said, “That’s great news, David. With our newest guy just quitting, we’ll need you. You’ll really like the guys on our team. We socialize in other ways too, and play poker at each other’s homes, usually weekly on a rotating basis, even when everyone can’t make it.”

He paused for a few seconds, as if trying to decide if he should say something, and then continued, “Things can get kind of rowdy sometimes, and even though I know that you are usually pretty conservative and quiet in your approach to things, I think you might learn to enjoy it. Come to our practice tomorrow night, and you can meet everyone. You might even be able to play in our game Thursday night.”

The team provides jerseys, so after work I bought some basketball shoes, socks, and shorts, before heading home. Then on Tuesday night, I met him at the Y at 7:00 pm. All the men were in their forties. Gavin, Joe, Jason, Jack and Sam are white; while Mitchell and Doug are African-American. They were all nice and welcoming to me, but I did take quite a bit of teasing for being so far out of shape. I was still pretty good at making baskets, but it was hard for me to keep up with the running on the floor.

It’s when we got back into the locker room, that the reason for my previous uneasiness hit me. I had all but forgotten about the humiliation I endured playing sports in high school, all because of my small dick. It is circumcised, only a little over one-inch-long on soft, almost totally hidden in my pubic hair, and just a little over four inches long on hard. And worse yet, my ball sack is small and tight. I got teased incessantly by the boys, with them talking about my ‘cute little clit’ and telling me that I should hang out with the girls.

As I watched the other men undress before going to the group shower room, I couldn’t help but admire their longer and thicker soft cocks, some of them uncircumcised, and big balls swinging between their legs. All of them were at least five inches long on soft, and Gavin’s looked to be maybe six and a half inches long. Mitchell and Doug’s soft cocks were even longer and thicker than Gavin’s, and I could only guess how big they would be on hard.

I sometimes tried to defend myself in high school, by mentioning to the other boys how big my dick is on hard, and the big differences in our hard-to-soft ratios. They always ridiculed me about that, by talking about how big they are on hard. For example, my dick grows by a factor of four when it gets hard. But some of the boys, with longer and meatier soft cocks, might grow by anywhere from one and a third to two times on hard.

It was difficult not to stare as I showered with the men, especially when they soaped up and washed their cocks and balls, lifting and gripping them as the soap and water cascaded over them. I tried to keep turned away from them, so they wouldn’t notice my little dick, but I saw a few of them, including Gavin, glancing at my crotch from time to time. Fortunately, I got through that first shower without anyone making a comment about my little dick.

I was having some disturbing thoughts driving home that night. In high school, I was so interested in girls, that it never occurred to me to look at the other boys sexually. I was envious of their larger cocks, but never really attracted to them in that way. But that night, I couldn’t get the vision of those men’s larger cocks out of my mind and wondering how big they would be on hard. I was also fascinated by their big, low-hanging balls, which made them seem so much more virile than me. I reasoned that maybe it was because Sarah and I weren’t having much sex, and I was just horny.

Sarah was happy that I had joined the team, and not at all upset that I would sometimes be going to play poker on weekends. They weren’t having a game that coming weekend, but I would be going to Gavin’s home on Friday night of the following week for a poker game. Sarah has a large group of girlfriends and knows the social value of those associations. I didn’t dare tell Sarah about my attraction to those men’s larger cocks and big balls, but she did notice that I was hornier than usual that night and let me suck her pussy.

The game on Thursday night was a lot of fun, and I got as much playing time as I could handle, getting totally winded at times. We took showers together again, and I was a little bit more relaxed looking at the other men’s genitals. I think they noticed me watching them, because they would sometimes grip their cocks and balls, in the guise of washing them, to emphasize their meatiness. They also looked at my little dick, and it looked like a couple of them, including Doug, were grinning at me.

Our practice and game the following week went just about the same, and I was becoming friends with the men. I was also becoming more and more attracted to their big cocks and low-hanging balls, even wondering what it would feel like to take them in my hands and feel the weight of them. At that point in time, no one had teased me about my smaller dick, but that would change at Gavin’s home on Friday.

Gavin’s wife wasn’t home when five of us got to his home on Friday night, and I learned that many times the wives will go out to give the men some ‘guy time’ when the poker games are at their homes. Things started out pretty tame, but with everyone drinking booze and beer, it didn’t take long for men to start talking about sex. Gavin even started playing some porn DVDs on his big-screen TV in the family room where we were playing cards.

I had never been in a social setting quite like that with mature men before, and I was surprised by how much kidding around and teasing they were doing about their cock sizes, and not getting enough sex at home. Some of them were even talking about how they could help the other guys out by fucking their wives with their bigger cocks. I had only known them for a couple of weeks, except for Gavin, and I was kind of shy and not saying anything about my situation. They were sparing me any of the teasing, at least until an hour or so into the game, when most of us were drunk.

Gavin had just put in a different DVD, supposedly depicting a husband being cuckolded by his boss, when he turned to me and said, “You’re being quieter than usual, David. Why don’t you tell us about what sex is like with your pretty wife? Sarah is hotter than hell, if you don’t mind me saying so.”

It was surprising that Gavin was being so brazen, but he did know Sarah from company functions and other social settings over the years, and he flirted with her when he thought I wasn’t looking. He was also right about her being hot.

Sarah is five feet and six inches tall, weighs one hundred and thirty pounds, and has a fantastic set of 34 DD breasts, as well as a firm, full ass. Her hair is light brown, she has green eyes, and some people say that her facial features look a lot like the British actress, Kate Beckinsale.

I had been drinking just like the others, and since my guard was down a little, I responded, “I don’t feel so bad now, after hearing all of you guys talking about your love lives at home. If you must know, Sarah hasn’t been very interested in sex in the past couple of years, and I can get horny sometimes. I don’t know what makes our wives withdraw that way, but it can be frustrating. What do you guys do to relieve the tension when your wives aren’t putting out?”

Everyone was quiet for a few moments, exchanging sneaky glances, until Mitchell laughed, and teasing about one of the other men’s wife, he answered, “Well, I sometimes get a little help from a friend of mine who likes to suck big, black cocks. But when I need some pussy, Jason’s wife is usually happy to help me out.”

All of the men laughed at his comments, except for Jason, who replied, “Yeah, well, fuck you, Mitchell. Stacy wouldn’t let your big, black cock anywhere near her little, white pussy. So, you’d better stick with your cocksucker friend.”

That started another round of conversations where the men were teasing about fucking the other men’s wives. Then the other black guy, Doug, who was even more uninhibited, since he was falling-down drunk, looked at me and said, “No offense, David, but maybe Sarah would just like some big, dark meat, or even big, white meat for that matter. After seeing you in the shower for the past couple of weeks, I can see why it might hard for her to get in the mood to fuck you. And seeing the way you’ve been staring at all our cocks, I think you might have an interest in them yourself.”

The room fell silent momentarily after Doug’s comment, and I know that my face must have turned bright red with embarrassment, as all the men looked at me and smiled. I know that I wasn’t thinking straight, but I had to at least try to defend myself.

I responded, saying, “Thanks a lot, asshole. I’ll have you know that I have a high hard-to-soft ratio, so it does get a lot bigger. And I wouldn’t have been watching your cocks if you weren’t flaunting them in front of me like that.”

Then Gavin laughed and said, “Well, that would take a pretty big fucking ratio for you to have enough dick to satisfy most women I’ve ever been with. I’d be happy to help you out with Sarah, any time you want. And as far as your ratio thing is concerned, my cock only grows about a half again longer, but much thicker on hard, and that still gives me nine inches of pussy pleasing fuck meat. You can pull it out and stroke it, to see for yourself, if you don’t believe me.”

It was hard to understand my evolving mindset. Somehow, being humiliated by them teasing me about my small dick, and hearing those men talk about their big cocks and fucking other men’s wives, was turning me on. And since Gavin is my boss, and was openly talking about fucking Sarah, I was feeling even more intimidated by him. For the first time in my life, I was envisioning what it would be like to watch Sarah being fucked by men with big cocks, and especially Gavin’s.

Heaven help me, but I was curious about Gavin’s cock, and the other men’s as well, so I didn’t want to miss the opportunity to at least see Gavin’s hard cock. In case any of them wanted to look down on me afterwards, I could always use the excuse that I was drunk.

It still took some courage when I said, “Okay, Gavin, you’ve talked about it, so now let’s see what you’ve got.”

He pushed his chair back from the table and said, “Okay, man, but if you want to see it, then you have to do the work. I can hardly believe that you’d do this, but you need to get on your knees between my legs if you want to see it.”

The other men stood up and circled around to watch, as I got to my knees in front of Gavin. I felt like I was someone else, outside myself looking down, as I reached out to unfasten his belt and pants and started pulling down his zipper. I looked up and saw his conquering smile as I finished pulling down his zipper, and then he lifted his ass as I pulled his pants off and down below his knees. The strong, but not unpleasant, musky aroma of his hairy crotch pervaded my senses, and I was becoming aroused as I looked at his soft cock and balls lumps bulging out so prominently in his underwear.

Panic set in momentarily at the thought of those men watching me, and likely laughing to themselves at me being weak and submissive to my boss. But I finally reached out and gripped his soft cock lump through his underwear, and was aroused further as I felt his hot, thick cock begin to pulse and expand in my hand. I then gripped the waistband of his underwear, and he lifted as I pulled them down, over his hardening cock, and then below his knees. His cock slapped heavily against his belly as it came free of the underwear, and then settled down across his thigh.

I had not seen his cock so closely in the shower, and I was entranced by the thick, rubbery foreskin that totally covered his cock head, and the thick veins bulging on the surface. His balls are also huge, the size of eggs, and they hung down heavily over the edge of his chair.

His cock was still lengthening and getting thicker as I continued to grip it, until Gavin said, “Come on, Davie boy, you’ve gotten this started, don’t be shy. Take my cock into your hand and stroke it for me, so you can see how big and juicy it gets.”

I tentatively lifted his cock off his thigh and began to stroke it, as the men cheered me on. I loved the feeling of his thick, throbbing shaft and the silky feeling of his foreskin moving over the shaft. I saw and smelled his precum that was leaking profusely from his cock head, and knew that if I kept it up, he would be ejaculating in my hand. I had gotten his cock to its full, thick, nine inches, but wasn’t sure that I should go further.

As I started to pull away, Gavin gripped my hand and pulled it back on his shaft. He was half moaning as he said, “Oh no you don’t Davie boy, you’ve got to finish me off now. From the look on your face, I can tell that you like it, and you can even suck me if you want to.”

I looked around at the other men, before focusing on Gavin’s face and saying, “I’ve never even touched another man’s cock before tonight, much less jacking someone off. So how could I possibly even consider putting your cock in my mouth?”

Gavin looked down at me and said, “The guy, Tom, who just quit the team and who you replaced, felt the same way the first time he sucked our cocks. You and he are a lot alike, in that you both have tiny dicks, you had never done anything like this before, and you were impressed enough with our big cocks to stare at them in the shower. Like you, he has a pretty wife who wasn’t fucking him either. So, don’t be distressed about it.”

He paused for a moment and started pulling my mouth towards his cock, and I didn’t miss what he said about Tom sucking ‘our’ cocks.

I was wondering what I had gotten myself into, when he continued, “It’s only natural that some men like you have small dicks and are destined to be submissive to well-hung men. While other men, like me and the rest of the men on our team, have larger cocks, and sexual needs that can’t be satisfied by our own wives alone. That’s why we like to have a cocksucker on the team, and even better if he has a beautiful wife, like both you and Tom. So, come on, Davie, boy; just take a taste. If you don’t like it, I won’t force you.”

I didn’t think Gavin’s logic was sound, but it at least seemed to fit in my situation. For some reason, after twenty years of marriage and having two kids, I found myself interested in other men’s larger cocks. And at that moment, I had one right in my face. I still don’t know what deep-seated weakness or perversion made me decide to suck him. But I heard a collective moan as I leaned in farther, opened my mouth, and felt the heat of his thick cock as I took the oozing head into my mouth.

The taste and texture of his cock head, foreskin, and oozing, slightly-bitter precum was amazing, and it felt so good having his thick meat in my mouth. He thrust his hips a little giving me the clue to start sucking him, and I began to lick and suck his meat. The men cheered as I took inch after inch of Gavin’s thick shaft into my mouth, and I was soon sucking and slurping on his cock like I had been doing it for years

Gavin soon held my head in both hands and began thrusting harder into my mouth, which told me that he was close to his ejaculation. I hadn’t thought all of that through, but at that point I had no choice but to keep sucking and take his load. It was surreal when I felt his cock begin to jerk and pulse, as I tasted his creamy cum. He spewed shot after shot of his fuck fluids into my mouth, and I swallowed while also savoring the taste and texture. The thought that I had taken a man’s semen and sperm into my mouth and stomach made me feel even more submissive.

The strange thing is that I enjoyed sucking his cock so much that I continued sucking him as it softened in my mouth. He finally pushed me back a little, and tilted back in the chair, pressing his big testicles to my mouth. other men cheered again as they watched my continued debasement. I felt especially vulnerable sucking his musky ball sack and his huge balls, and there was something so raw and arousing about sucking his testicles, the source of his masculinity and life-giving sperm.

Gavin finally had enough after about five minutes, and said, “Damn, David, that was wonderful. You did a great job for sucking your first cock, and you seemed especially hungry for my balls. Those skills will come in handy when the other guys take their turns in your mouth. I always thought that you had a little more of those sensitive, feminine-like qualities, than the other men working for me, and you took to sucking my cock and balls like a bitch in heat. That’s the fulfillment of why I encouraged you to join the team in the first place.”

The other men had all stripped off their pants and underwear while I was sucking Gavin’s balls, and they were sitting in their chairs naked from the waist down. Doug had been leaning back in his chair, waving his soft cock at me, but then stood up, saying, “Come on over to the couch and do me next, cocksucker. After all, I’m the one who first called you out on your little dick, and got things going. I think you’ll love my black meat as much as most white women do.”

Doug led me to the couch and said, “I don’t very often get my wife or the other bitches I fuck to take care of my balls that way you just did for Gavin. So, I want to show you another position where you can really get into my nuts, before I fuck your cunt mouth. Just sit on the floor with your back to the couch, and then lay your head back on the seat.”

He was being very assertive with me, after watching me suck Gavin’s cock and balls and swallowing his cum, assuming I would be subservient to him as well. I was surprised that I enjoyed being treated that way, especially since he is a black man. I’d like to think that I’m not bigoted or anything, but I had never been around black people much in my life. It was somehow exciting, and at the same time scary, to know that I was going to be used by a dominant, big-cocked black man for his pleasure.

I took my position as he directed, and wondered what was going to happen, as he straddled my legs, with his back to me. I looked up and saw his massive, black balls swinging between his legs, just as I had seen pictures of bull’s balls in a pasture. Then I saw his big, muscular ass as he squatted over my face, before sitting on me and pressing his testicles to my mouth.

The other men had gathered around and were laughing as I began to suck Doug’s balls and leathery, hairy scrotum. The strong, musky aroma of his crotch was almost overwhelming, and I realized when I looked back, that I was staring at the cleavage of his ebony ass. He was squirming and moving around on my face as I sucked first one, and then the other of his testicles into my mouth. I sucked him that way for what seemed like five minutes, sometimes struggling to breathe, until he stood up, turned around, and leaned over the couch to fuck my mouth. I’m guessing that his cock is almost ten inches long and very thick, and I struggled as he pounded my mouth and throat.

It didn’t take Doug very long to cum, and his cock throbbed and flexed, filling my mouth with his Negro seed. As soon as he pulled off me, Jason moved in to fuck my mouth, and I sucked them all before we went back to playing cards again, with all the men still naked from the waist down.

After playing for cards for another hour, Mitchell said, “I don’t know about you guys, but I could sure use another suck job. But this time, David, take off your pants so we can see how excited you get sucking cock, and we can test out your ratio theory.”

I did take off my pants, and sucked their cocks and balls again, taking five more loads of tasty cum. They also teased me about my ‘little woody’, since I got hard while sucking them.

Following that, everyone was getting ready to leave, and Gavin said, “Hang back with me for a few minutes, David. I’d like to talk with you.”

When we were alone, he asked, “How are you feeling about what happened tonight, David? I’m really surprised that you took to sucking and swallowing so easily, but happy as hell about it. You’re a living example of my theory that men with small dicks, get a thrill out of servicing big-cocked, dominant men.”

I was really embarrassed and felt so submissive, as I said, “I’m so ashamed, Gavin, and I don’t know what came over me. It’s just that after seeing you guys in the shower, and then hearing you teasing one another about fucking the other guy’s wives, I got more aroused than I have been in years. And, heaven help me, but I enjoyed everything more than I could have imagined.”

Then Gavin responded, “Don’t feel bad about it, David. As I explained earlier, it’s a natural thing, just like something else I want to discuss with you. It’s not unusual for men who become cocksuckers to eventually fantasize about having men with big cocks fuck their wives. I won’t press you on that tonight, since I know you have a lot to absorb after becoming a cocksucker for us. But I want you to think about how enjoyable it would be to watch Sarah taking our big cocks.”

I couldn’t think of much to say in response, except, “You’re right, Gavin, I do have a lot to think about, and I have no idea how Sarah would react to even a suggestion of such a thing. It wouldn’t even be safe anyway, since she stopped taking her birth control pills a couple of years ago, because they were making her gain weight. I’ll think it over, but I don’t think it’s possible.”

Gavin let me use his bathroom to wash my face, neck and mouth, since I was reeking of the smell of those men’s musky crotches and all the cum I had tasted and swallowed. I even took a shower as soon as I got home, just to make sure that Sarah wouldn’t be able to smell the mixture of aromas those men left on me.

I was very busy after practices, games, and poker games for the next couple of weeks. The showers are too public to risk sucking cocks there, but usually at least three of the men had me suck them off in the parking lot afterwards. The poker nights also got more interesting, as some of the men became more aggressive, slipping my face into their ass cracks after sucking their balls. And Gavin continued giving hints about him and others fucking Sarah, but I had been ignoring him.

It just didn’t make sense to me that Sarah would ever agree to fucking other men, and I wasn’t about to discuss the topic with her. Although I must admit that the thought of watching her with those big-cocked men was a big turn on for me. I assumed that Gavin would give up on it, especially since I was sucking him and the others whenever they wanted me to. I should have known that he wouldn’t let it lie.

In the third week of practice after becoming their cocksucker, I noticed when I came back to get dressed after my shower, that my cell phone was in my right coat pocket instead of my left, where I always keep it. I never locked my locker, and didn’t think too much of it at the time but found out when I got home that Gavin was trying to stir the pot.

I had sucked off four of the men, including Gavin, before going home that night, so I took another shower at home before talking with Sarah. It was getting late by then anyway, so I joined her in bed where she was reading. I was still aroused from sucking the men, so I snuggled up, pressing my half-hard dick against her thigh. That’s when I found out why my phone had been moved.

Sarah reached over to the nightstand to pick up her cell phone and brought it over in front of my face. Then she clicked on a text message that had been sent from my phone, and it had two pictures attached.

Then she asked, “I’m just curious, honey; why the fuck would you send me cock pictures of two of your teammates, including Gavin?”

The pictures looked like soft cock pictures of Gavin’s and Mitchell’s cocks. I looked at the screen and read the text that I had supposedly sent. It read, “Hi honey, I thought you might like to see pictures of Gavin and Mitchell. I bet you’d be happy if I was hung like them.”

I was panicking and trying to decide whether it would be better to say that I sent the text, or to blame Gavin for it. I would have a lot to explain either way, but it seemed a little easier to defend myself against Gavin’s bad behavior

So, I tried to act upset, and said, “Oh shit, honey, I noticed that my phone was in my other pocket when I got back from my shower, and now I know why. I’m so sorry about this. It looks like Gavin was trying to be funny or something.

The photos were the at the perfect angle to emphasize their thick, soft cocks and low-hanging balls, which looked so meaty and heavy hanging between their legs. As I said earlier, Gavin’s soft cock is about six and a half inches long, and Mitchell’s is over eight inches.

I really didn’t know how Sarah would react, and was glad when she began questioning Gavin’s motives, instead of mine. She asked, “You and I both know that Gavin likes to flirt with me at those company functions, but what makes him think that he could send me pictures like this? What’s going on with you guys that makes him think he could get away with this?”

My mind was racing to think of an answer, and I responded, “Well, honey, this is really embarrassing for me to say, but in the shower after our practices and games, it’s only natural to glance at the other men’s genitals, and they were looking at me too. Nothing was said until we were all drunk at a poker game a few weeks ago, when the conversation got sexual, raunchy, and personal.”

I paused for a few seconds before getting to the worst part, and continued, “The men were teasing one another about their cock sizes and sex lives, and that’s when one of the men started teasing me about my small dick, and even suggesting that they could help me out in bed with you. I wasn’t surprised that Gavin picked up on it, given the way he’s always hitting on you, but I tried to ignore him and the others. They kept it up, and it looks like Gavin decided to stir things up.”

Sarah looked at me with a dumbfounded expression on her face and asked, “Are you serious that they were actually taunting you about them fucking me? What kind of perverts are these men, that they would even tease about fucking another man’s wife? And what about you? How could you just sit there and put up with them saying those things about me?”

I hung my head and answered, “I was just trying to ignore them, even when Gavin told the other men how hot you are. I’ll admit that I’ve been a little intimidated from their teasing, especially after seeing their big cocks in the shower all the time. The other thing is that you haven’t been very receptive to having sex with me for the past couple of years, and I can’t help but think it might be because I don’t satisfy you with my small dick. To be honest, I couldn’t help thinking about …”

My voice trailed off since I couldn’t bring myself to say what was on my mind. But Sarah picked up on it anyway and asked, “What is it that you couldn’t help thinking about, David? Were you by any chance envisioning me in bed with those men? If so, that’s not the first time I’ve heard about that cuckold shit. Tina, my good friend I play tennis with, has told me several times about the way her husband was always hinting that he’d like to watch her fuck other men, and they finally did it.”

She paused and just stared at me for a few seconds, before asking, “Is that what this is all about? Was Gavin really talking about how hot I am, and do you think that he and the others were serious about trying to fuck me?”

I tried to hold her hand, but she pulled it away as I answered, “Well, Gavin is the only one of them who knows you and what you look like, and there’s no doubt in my mind that he would jump at the chance to fuck you. And judging from what those men talk about when they’ve been drinking, I don’t doubt that they would want a piece of you too.”

Then Sarah surprised me when she reached down to rub my stiff dick as she said, “I always thought that Gavin’s flirting was innocent, but now I know that he really is a bad boy. I wonder if his wife, Jenny, has any idea that he is so hot to get into another married woman’s pants? And I would have never guessed that he is hung like that. How big do you think Gavin and Mitchell get on hard?”

Our conversation was going in a surprisingly positive direction, and I was getting the feeling the Sarah was becoming more than a little interested. I sure couldn’t admit that I knew intimately how big they are on hard, but later I did give her a hint about my attraction to them.

I fibbed by laughing a little and responding, “You know, it just doesn’t seem fair that they have such thick and meaty cocks on soft, and big balls. They are much bigger than mine on hard, but I’ve never seen them on hard. Although, from the teasing and comments they make when they’re drunk, it sounds like Gavin’s cock is probably nine inches long, and as thick as your wrist on hard, and Mitchell’s is eleven inches and even thicker.”

Sarah was stroking my rock-hard dick, and she turned around into a sideways sixty-nine position to suck me, as she took off her panties and pressed her soaking wet pussy to my face. I knew that she was very aroused, because she hadn’t sucked my dick in years.

Just before taking my dick into her mouth, she said in a playful way, “Gee, honey, your dick has gotten hard and leaking just from talking about how those men want to fuck me and describing their big cocks. Is this something that you want to see happen? Do you want to see their huge cocks impaling your sweet wife’s tight pussy?”

It was clear to me at that point that my little dick had been the problem in our lack of lovemaking. I had never heard her talk that way, and knew that she was very aroused, just thinking about taking those big cocks. We focused on sucking one another, better than we had in many years, and it only took us a few minutes to cum into one another’s mouths.

After we had our orgasms and were talking again with our heads on the pillows, I had tears in my eyes as I answered, “I’m so sorry, honey, but as much as I want to keep you to myself, and respect you and honor our wedding vows, I’m also having these fantasies and urges about wanting to see you fucked like a whore by other men with big cocks. I know they could easily satisfy you in ways I never could. Those men’s thick cocks and low-hanging balls are even enticing for me to look at, especially when comparing them to my small dick. I honestly couldn’t blame you for being attracted to them too.”

At hearing that, Sarah gave me a funny look and said, “I never thought I’d hear my husband admit to having an attraction to other men’s cocks, but I shouldn’t be surprised. Tina told me that as part of her little-dicked husband’s cuckold fantasies, he also had strong attractions to her lover’s cocks, and even sucked them clean after cleaning her pussy with his mouth when they fucked her. Is that what all of this is leading up to, if I fuck Gavin and the other men? Is that what you want?”

It was time for me to at least partially admit to the possibilities. I answered, “Yes, no, I don’t know, honey. I get so aroused fantasizing about you fucking those men, and it’s hard to tell what I might do in the heat of the moment, watching them fuck you and knowing that they have ejaculated into you. But I can’t rule out the possibility that I would do whatever you or they told me to do, after watching you fuck. That would be my way of sharing in your experience. Are you seriously thinking about doing this?”

Sarah snuggled up against me, pressing her wet pussy against my thigh, and responded, “I don’t want you to think badly of me or lose respect for me, but after seeing their cock pictures and talking this through with you, I think I really would like to at least try it. I’ve never had cocks that big and can only imagine how they would feel inside of me. But how could we make this happen? How would we get things started?”

I thought for a few seconds and responded, “If you really want to do this, then a good time would be Friday of next week, when the poker game will be at our home. Most of the other wives leave their homes for the evening when the games are there, and it would be exciting for the men to have you here.”

“After hearing the way Gavin has talked about you, and then seeing you dressed to kill, I think things would take a predictable course, especially after the men have a few drinks. But what about birth control? You haven’t been on the pill for a couple of years now.”

Sarah replied, “We’ve had good luck with the rhythm method so far, although we haven’t been fucking that much. I think we can time it so I’ll be in my safe time. Besides, from what Tina tells me, she, her husband, and her lovers are even more turned on knowing that they are fucking bareback, and with no protection. She said just the risk of being impregnated enhances the experience for everyone. It could be even better if I ask the men to pull out when they cum, knowing that they won’t, giving everyone the feeling of even riskier behavior. But I don’t think it would be good to try this for the first time with such a large group.”

I could hardly believe that the conversation had evolved to the point that she was agreeing to fuck the men. I also felt that it would be better to start off with a more-controlled situation.

So, I said, “I’ll need to give Gavin some shit about sending you those pictures, and he will want to know what you thought of them and what kind of conversation we had about it. I can lie and tell him that you were very upset about it, and you wanted to chide him personally about his shameful behavior.”

“But I can also confide in him that I think you had a glimmer of interest in the pictures, despite being upset. Then I can invite him to our home after the game Thursday night. We don’t want him thinking that you were so easily convinced to become an adulteress, so I’ll let him know that it is up to him to take the opportunity to seduce you. We can serve some drinks to make it a little easier, and I’ll tell him that you were so upset that you started drinking when I left for the game and might be more receptive to him.”

See Part 2, where I talk to Gavin about my conversation with Sarah, which sets the stage for him and the rest of the team fucking her.