My wife was in our bed naked with some guy's face buried in her vagina. His cock was so hard it stood straight out from him. His cock's head was shaped like a ball. She was panting and very aroused, and her vagina looked swollen. She lewdly fondled him.
All I did was watch because I was too amazed, intrigued, and excited to stop or even interrupt it. He was going to fuck her, and I wanted to see him do it. The very thought made me horny. He suddenly shifted and buried his cock deep in her. She clutched him, wrapped her legs around him, and they fucked. It almost made me climax. When he groaned and shoved his cock as deep as he could, I became hard. My wife softly screamed as she orgasmed. She laid back, parted her legs, and I watched his sperm pool in her vagina, then overflow.
It wasn't his sperm; it was mine. My wife and I were role-playing our deepest married fantasy. There was no other guy. We just pretended it was some horny guy getting sex from her. We both wanted to experience that fantasy. We talked about finding an unmarried single man who had no sexual outlet, someone horny. A man like that would fuck her as much as we let him. It sounded easy: get a guy who jacks off thinking about sex and let him fuck.
So how could we turn our fantasy into reality? Do you just walk up to men and ask them to fuck your wife while you watch? I don't think so. We lived in a mountain community where homes were sparse, but we still knew a lot of people. Some were divorced or widowed, and some were younger and had just never married. There were a few that might have even flirted, or did they just give her a compliment? If a few of our friends had just asked her to fuck, she would have, but no one asked. Neither she nor I were willing to risk asking them. Our fantasy just remained a fantasy.
At the time, I had been going to college, studying electronics, until my scholarship was given away to someone deemed more unfortunate than me. We were barely making it; there was no money. I researched ways of gaining education. The Navy had several electronics programs and schools. A six-year enlistment would get the Navy to pay for school so I enlisted. I finished boot camp and went on to complete several basic electronic courses. I specialized in a fairly intense "C" school. I was assigned to a ship ported at NASNI, North Island, near San Diego.
Neither of us had ever been anywhere near San Diego. We didn't know anyone, nor did we know anything about the city. Our fantasy was alive and healthy, with several sailors fucking her, but just in our fantasy. We moved to an apartment complex, mostly occupied by Navy couples, in Imperial Beach. We found several bars there, where sailors flirted with Navy wives and, apparently, sometimes got lucky.
It was exciting sitting alone at a table, quietly watching her flirt with some guy who was hoping to fuck her. It was the closest we had ever been to experiencing our fantasy. She loved flirting and teasing; it was her nature, but she didn't feel comfortable going very far. So our fantasy remained just a fantasy. The thing we did gain from our experience at Imperial Beach bars was that someone told her about Black's Beach.
Black's Beach is a more or less hidden beach located beneath the cliffs at Torrey Pines Golf Course. You can actually see parts of Black's from Torrey Pines, but you get there by walking down a long, steep, treacherous path. We debated, fantasized, and finally braved the trail to Black's, where we found a group of naked people playing volleyball and a handful of people laying on blankets. my wife, sometimes an exhibitionist, shocked me by stripping down to undies. A few sailors walked by; she and they flirted, but that was all.