"Un-fucking-believable," John said to himself as he checked his email.  It had only been four hours since he posted the listing under Casual Encounters, but already he had two hundred and three replies.  He couldn't believe such a basic inquiry could spark so much interest.  Maybe he wasn't as big a perv as he'd thought, he decided.

The listing was titled, "Shy Asian Wife Wants To Watch."  In it he explained, "My wife wants to suck me off while I blow you.  Then she wants to watch you fuck me in the ass while I fuck her.  Maybe afterwards she'll let you fuck her too, but don't count on it."

In all honesty, he wasn't sure about any of it.  It'd been years since they'd done anything like this, and even then he was only a bystander.  He was not the least bit attracted to men, and wasn't sure that–if by some miracle Aileen agreed–he would be able to go through with it.  Then again, in the heat of passion, Aileen had a way of turning him on to things he never imagined possible.

This new inception was the result of a particularly adventurous evening, at least by their current standards, a few nights ago.  For the past couple months John had been getting the impression that Aileen was growing increasingly bored with their sex life.  He was enjoying her as much as ever, but as she seemed to lose interest, he was having a harder time performing which, in turn, only exacerbated her perceived lack of satisfaction.  John was determined to break the cycle.

On this night he decided to finally tell her about the dream he'd had a few weeks prior.  Aileen was on her back, holding her legs open with her hands, while he was in front, hands on her hips, fucking her hard.

"I had a good dream recently," he began, "Want to hear it?"

"What kind of dream?" she asked, already knowing the answer.

"An erotic dream," he smiled.  He was never good at dirty talk.

"Sure," she answered with suspicion.

He laid out the scene.  They'd just had a fight and she'd stormed out of the house.  He followed after her to see the setting had changed.  Aileen was across the street facing what appeared to be a huge, glassless storefront window.  She was wearing a tight, black, short-sleeve top and hot blue short shorts.  As she leaned in to climb through the window frame, he noticed some men watching her, one of them–a police officer–moving to follow her inside.

As he crossed the street, John saw the cop walk up beside her, still on her hands and knees crawling across what looked like a table, then turn to face her.  Standing there, at the store front window, he watched as she rolled onto her side to face the cop, undid his pants, and started sucking his cock.  Just as he was about to speak, another man to his right climbed through window and walked toward the pair.  As he approached, Aileen rose back onto her hands and knees, still blowing the cop as his hand moved to the back of her head, guiding it.  The other man pulled down his pants as he climbed onto the table, and moved over to her to pull down her shorts.  As he did, she instinctively moved her knees apart and pushed her ass rearward inviting him in.  Watching this stranger, now fucking his wife doggy style while she sucked off a cop, the first thing to come into his mind was, "I wish I had my video camera."

As she listened to her husband's story, Aileen could feel his cock inside her growing harder.  She loved seeing him so turned on, so in the moment.  When he then asked about her dreams she was reluctant.

"I had one the other night," she whispered, "but I don't think I should say what."

"What is it?" he asked.

"You're not gonna like it."

"Tell me."

John was delighted when she began to speak.  He was surprised, however, by what she said.  As she spoke, he visualized everything she was telling him.

"It was you and someone else," she began.

"Who?"

"Another guy."

Once again John felt the familiar punch in the chest.  Could she have the same dream?  "Who?" he asked, barely able to speak.

"I dunno, just some guy."

"What was he doing?"

"Fucking you," she replied, almost moaning it.

John was sure he heard a needle being dragged across a record.  He was shaken, but he could see how the thought of it affected her.  He couldn't ruin the mood.

"Where were you?" he managed.

"Watching."

"Did you like it?"

"Mm hm," she breathed with a definite moan this time.

Suddenly, he was even more surprised.  Not by the dream itself, but the fact that he was actually considering it.  Could he handle it?

"Do you want to see it?" he asked, getting more comfortable with the idea.

"I think so."

"You think so or you do?"

"I do," she drifted off with a squeal.

"You want to see me getting fucked?" he persisted.

"Mm hm."

"What else?"

"I want you to suck it."

"You want to watch me suck another man's cock?"

"Mm hm!"

The more he persisted, the wetter she got.

"You really want that?" he asked, pushing his cock in as deep as he could.

"Mm hm!" She was close.

"Then tell me," he demanded, fucking her like a mad man.

"Mm!  I want to see you suck dick!  And get fucked in the ass!"

"Then we should do it," he whispered as they came together.

- -

John was lying on his back naked on the bed, watching Aileen suck his cock like she never had before.  To say he was nervous would be a colossal understatement, but she was doing an amazing job of warming him up.  He could see how much she wanted this to happen.  Finally.  Her fantasy!  Yet once again he wondered, could he handle it?

He heard the doorbell ring and looked down at his wife.  She was already looking up at him from behind his cock, smiling.  As he shifted his weight to get up, she pushed her hand to his chest.

"I'll get it," she said, dragging her tongue up his shaft as she rose.

He stared at her perfect ass as she walked out the bedroom door, naked, and wondered what he'd gotten himself into.

- -

Tonight was the night, he decided.  John had been busy looking through the plethora of email responses to his listing two week before.  He'd been talking his way through the scenario nearly every time Aileen and him had sex.  He let her hold the dildo in front of his face while he fucked her missionary style.  Initially they took turns sucking it, but now he sucked it hard, even pressed his tongue against it as she did, while she used it to throat fuck him.  Indeed, he let her use it to fuck him in the ass while she blew him.  He even rode it while he fucked her pussy.  All the while he visualized it was real, being completely in the moment.  It was worth it.

He could see how much Aileen loved it.  She'd never cum so hard as the time he took it all the way up his ass while he came deep inside her.  She'd never moaned like that in all the years they'd been together.  He knew he was going to give her this.  Now he just needed to convince her.

John got out of the bed, already naked and hard, grabbing the dildo he'd hidden under his pillow while Aileen was in the shower.  He rounded the bed to her side and put his cock in her face.  She rolled on her side and took him in her mouth, sucking hard.  He put the dildo in his mouth and began sucking to the same rhythm.  With his other hand he fingered her already wet pussy, then focused on her clit.  She rolled onto her back, spreading her legs for him.

He climbed on top of her and handed her the dildo.  As he fucked her slowly and deeply, she used it to fuck his mouth, matching his rhythm now.  He felt her pussy tighten as she reached behind him to put a finger in his ass.  He took it in and she moaned with satisfaction.  She was ready.  He pulled his head away from the dildo to speak.

"Do you still want to see me suck dick?" he whispered.

"Mm hm," she breathed.

"You sure?"

"Mm hm."

"You really want to watch another guy fuck me?"

"Yeah."

"Really?"

"Mm hm."

"Ok."

"What?"

"I want to do it."

"Yeah right."

"I put an ad on the internet. I have a list of guys narrowed down."

"Are you serious?"

"I am."

"Mmm," she moaned, finally believing it could happen.

"I might need you to suck my cock while I do it though," he muttered, embarrassed.

"Ok."

"Really?"

"Mm hm," she answered, "but you don't need a list."

"Why not," he was surprised, "you have someone in mind?"

"Mm hm!"

"Okay," he whispered as she came, almost screaming.

- - 

Hey remember me? Aileen tapped into her phone.  She was lying in bed naked, still satisfied from the night before.  As she rolled over to grab her tablet she heard the message arrive.

Mike? it read.

As she stared at it, wondering what to do next, she got the joke.

I'm kidding! her cellphone reassured her, Of course I remember you, Aileen!

Ass, she tapped as she smiled.

I definitely remember that ass!

Yeah yeah

Same ol' Kevin, she thought, still smiling.  How long had it been, she wondered, mentally tracing back John's kink chronology.  But that was a good one, she remembered.  She was sure this one would be the best.

- -

He'd been alone for more than a few minutes now, lying on the bed still naked, waiting for his wife to return.  When she finally did, he understood at once why he'd been waiting.  Her man was close behind, his hands massaging her breasts, his long cock peeking out from between her legs, rubbing against her wet pussy.  She had warmed him up as well.

Aileen grabbed Kevin between the legs and led him over to the bed where her husband was sitting.  She noticed he'd gone limp while she was away.  Standing between his legs, she pulled Kevin to her right where John could see her slowly stroking the length of his cock.  She watched her husband grow, and once she decided it was big enough for her attention, she dropped to her knees and wrapped her lips around it.  When he leaned back to lie down, she grabbed his arm with her free hand to stop him.  She looked into his eyes, released Kevin from her grasp, and reached for John's wrist.

As she placed his hand on Kevin's cock, adjusting her grip to guide him in stroking it, she took John's cock deep into her mouth.  She then reached down with her left hand to a bottle of lube, and after she determined she'd applied enough, slipped it between his legs and began fingering his ass hole.  Finally, she licked her way up his cock, still looking into his eyes, and spoke.

"Suck it," she whispered.

Without a second thought John adjusted his position, leaned over, and took Kevin's cock into his mouth.  Aileen was overwhelmed.  She never realized just how much she'd wanted to see this.  Her pussy was nearly dripping.  She was surprised when she heard Kevin moan loudly, and shocked to see John react by upping his game.  He was licking the shaft and tonguing his way around the tip, just as she did, but with embellishments of his own.

"You're too good at that," she told him with a smile.

With her right hand free of Kevin's cock, she began to rub herself.  She was wetter than she thought.  She pulled her finger out of John's ass, wiped it on a towel she'd placed nearby, and began stroking his cock with it as she took him out of her mouth.  Eventually she released his cock and backed away to enjoy the scene, moaning loudly as she rubbed her clit.  She saw how her noises pushed her husband further, and had to bite her lip to stop herself from cumming.  Not yet, she told herself.

Aileen rose and walked to the bed, lying on her back next to her husband.  She placed her hand around his cock, rubbing it gently.

"I want this inside me," she whispered into his ear.

"You sure?" he asked.

"Mm hm," she confirmed.

John backed away from Kevin and rolled onto his wife.  He got onto his knees and spread her legs with his hands, then pushed his cock deep inside her.  He felt her pussy tighten as she leaned up to wrap her arms around him.  She laid back, pulling him down with her, and moaned loudly and he fucked her harder.  He grunted with pleasure as she reached out and grabbed his ass, pulling him in deeper.

Aileen looked over her husband at Kevin, staring back at them and jacking off vigorously.  Her hands still on his ass, she spread John open.

"Put it in," she said, staring wildly.

She watched as Kevin reached down to the lube, rubbing it on himself as he rose.  As he walked toward them, cock in-hand, Aileen moaned louder with each thrust.

John grunted as he felt the tip of Kevin's cock press into his asshole.  As it drew back he clenched, flexing his own, causing his wife to squeal.  Then he felt it again, farther this time as he relaxed.  Then again, and again he felt it inside him.  Aileen screamed as the force of Kevin's thrusts pressed John into her, harder and deeper each time.  He lurched forward, moaning as he filled her with his cum, Kevin still fucking him.  He felt his wife's fingers dig hard into his back and she came violently.

As her husband shifted his weight to roll off her, Aileen leaned forward to grab Kevin's cock.  She pulled him close to her and began stroking him, staring up at him, her mouth open.  He grunted as he came onto face and in her mouth.  Triumphant, she looked into his eyes and smiled as she swallowed.

Exhausted, and completely satisfied, she fell onto her back.  She wiped her face with the blanket, rolled onto her side, and whispered into John's ear.

"I love you."