In part one of this story, I described how my name is Craig, and my wife, Faye, and I were forty-one years old and had just moved to Gulfport, Mississippi from Baltimore, for my consulting job at the Naval Construction Battalion Center. Faye is an RN and got a job in a hospital here, but our daughter had just graduated from high school and stayed in Maryland to attend college.Faye is beautiful and looks a lot like the singer, Jessica Simpson, and at five-feet-and-three-inches tall, and now weighing one hundred and twenty-five pounds. She has blonde hair, brown eyes, and a firm, full, and shapely ass. Best of all, though, are her amazing, firm 34DD breasts, with brown areolas three inches across and nipples the size of the first joint on my thumb. Those big honeydews get everyone’s attention.I heard rumors about her active sex life with fraternity brothers in college before we met, and she assured me that it was being exaggerated. I found out later that not only was it true, but she cheated on me when we were dating and even after we were married, and I had no clue about her infidelity.I became friends with a red-headed, British military officer, named Harry, who was on a six-month assignment on the base, without his family. He seemed to always be horny, and he took me with him to a place in the woods near the bayou where women meet multiple men outdoor for sex, which is called dogging in Britain. He happens to have a thick, uncircumcised, over nine-inch cock.It didn’t take long to realize that my wife was with one of her friends, Sandy, in the woods, and I watched while the ladies sucked and fucked numerous men, including Faye fucking Harry. I became fascinated not only with Faye’s adultery, but also Harry’s huge cock and red hair. I like to eat Faye out, and she started to enjoy letting me eat her out after her dogging sessions, before showering, not realizing that I knew about her infidelity. I came to enjoy it too, and could hardly wait to feast on her wet, creamy, well-fucked pussy.As Part 1 of this story ends, I have decided to invite Harry to dinner, since I previously told him that I hadn’t gotten a good look at the blonde’s (Faye’s) face in the woods. Faye would have no way of knowing beforehand that I had caught her dogging or that Harry was the redhead who had already fucked her.Part 2Harry Visits Us in Our HomeIt was a Wednesday night, when neither Faye nor I had gone out, and I said, “Faye, I’ve been working with a British officer, named Harry, for almost four months now, and I was thinking of inviting him over for dinner on Friday night. He’s on a six-month assignment at the base, and he’s here without his family. He’s one of the friends I’ve been playing poker and bowling with, and it would be nice to share a homecooked meal with him. Would that be okay if we had him over?”Faye answered, “Sure, honey, you should have asked him over sooner. We can make a picnic out of it. We can eat by the pool, and you can tell him to bring his bathing suit if you want to.”As far as Harry knew, I hadn’t seen Faye’s face the two times we were together and saw her out dogging, so I could hardly wait to see his reaction when he realized that Faye is my wife and thinking that I didn’t know she was out sucking and fucking other men.Harry was happy to accept the invitation, and since Faye was busy in the kitchen when he rang the doorbell on Friday night, I answered the door and led him back to the family room and kitchen. Faye had her back to us as I brought him over and said, “Faye, honey, this is my good friend, Harry, from work, and Harry, this is my wife, Faye.”Faye turned around and there were a few seconds of uncomfortable silence as they looked at each other with puzzled expressions, likely trying to remember why the other looked so familiar. Then there were flashes of recognition, and Faye stammered, “Oh my, uh, hi, Harry, it’s so nice to meet you. Uh, Craig tells me that you two have become good friends. Welcome to our home.”Harry was just as unsettled and replied, “Uh, yes, Faye, it’s a pleasure to meet you too. Craig never told me that he has such a beautiful wife.”Both glanced at me, with a look wondering if I knew that Faye had been dogging, and if I knew that she and Harry had already fucked. I acted as if I was unaware and said, before going out on the patios to start the grill, “You two get acquainted while I get the grill going.”I watched from the patio as they smiled and then talked, both pointing out to the patio and lifting their hands in a questioning manner, obviously trying to figure out what I knew, if anything, about him fucking her two times.Harry came out a few minutes later and asked, “Hey, mate (friend), you really do have a lovely wife, with a great body too. No offense, but she reminds me a lot of the blonde slag (whore) I shagged (fucked) when we were out dogging those two times. You said before that you never got a good look at that lady’s face. Are you sure about that?”I laughed and lied, saying, “Thanks for the compliments on my wife, Harry. And now that you mention it, Faye’s body does look a little like that blonde slut. But I never got a good look at her face, since she was either facing the other way being fucked from behind, or had a guy blocking my view with his cock in her mouth.”Then I kiddingly slapped him on the shoulder, saying, “Whoa, buddy, you’re not getting any ideas about trying to fuck my wife with that big cock of yours, are you?”He tried to make me think he was joking with me too, as he smiled and answered, “Well, you know me, mate, I’m always horny, and she wouldn’t be the first mate’s wife I’ve shagged. Be warned, mate, that I’ll take advantage of any opportunity to breed her for you. She might even be as attracted to my big fuck meat as you’ve seemed to be.”We had a great dinner by the pool, drinking plenty of wine, and it was fun watching Faye and Harry sneak glances at each other, while likely mentally reliving their experiences together in the woods. The wine was mellowing all of us out, allowing for a much more relaxed atmosphere. After an hour or so Faye and Harry were talking like long, lost friends.After dinner, we changed into our bathing suits, with Faye wearing one of her skimpy, string bikinis and Harry wearing a boxer-style, white swimsuit. He couldn’t ankara travesti keep his eyes off her bulging and swaying breasts, and she enjoyed eyeing his big, thick, soft cock and massive balls, since his swimsuit becomes almost transparent when wet.I didn’t try to interfere when they swam together in our heated pool, and then hung close together on the side of the pool talking more intimately. Knowing Faye’s past and current sexual activities, and Harry’s previous brazen admission that he’d fuck her, given the chance, they might have seen my failure to intervene as their license to see how much they could get away with.We continued drinking wine as we went into and out of the pool, and after another hour, when we were feeling no pain, I decided to give them some alone time to see what would develop. I had more wine in a cooler in the garage, that Faye wasn’t aware of, but I said, “I hope you two don’t mind, but I’m going to run out to the store. We’ve just about killed these three bottles of wine, and I want to get more while I can still drive. I’ll be back in about a half-hour.”Neither of them objected to me leaving, and Faye knew that it would take me at least a half-hour to drive to and from our favorite liquor store. I pulled out of the garage and parked a couple of blocks away in the neighborhood. I walked home and quietly came through the gate in the back yard, and then settled behind the big bush near the pool. From my position, I saw them mostly from the side, and they wouldn’t have any reason to look my way.They didn’t waste any time getting into action, and in the five minutes it took me to get back home and into position, Harry was laying back on a lounge chair while Faye noisily sucked his big cock. It’s hard to explain the mixture of feelings of betrayal, elation, and arousal that I was experiencing watching my beautiful wife of eighteen years sucking the huge cock of my best friend from work.Harry began rubbing her face with one hand and her breasts with the other, as he said, “Damn, Faye, you are one fantastic cock sucker and an amazing fuck. I don’t know how Craig couldn’t have recognized you out in the woods those two times, but I’m glad that we’ve found each other. I wish we had more time so we could fuck now, but your blowjob will take the edge off.”Then Harry began breathing hard and thrusting into Faye’s mouth, and I knew that he was ejaculating when he began to moan, and I heard her gulping to swallow his big load of cum. She continued sucking his cock to get the remaining drops of his cream, while fondling his balls as his cock softened in her mouth.She finally pulled away and tried to move up to kiss him, but he held her away, saying, “Sorry, honey, but I can’t kiss you after just taking my cock cream in your mouth. Just bring those big tits up here for me to suck, and we can kiss another time before you’ve sucked my cock.”Faye straddled his waist and was sitting on his lap, with only the thin material of her bikini bottoms between her pussy and his bare, soft cock. He hugged her and sucked her big breasts, and she had a contented look on her face.She finally spoke and said, “I forgot for a minute that most men don’t want to taste even their own cum. Craig has always loved eating me out, even after we’ve fucked. He’s unknowingly eaten me out many times over the years after I had recently been fucked by other men, too. I mean shit, he’s hungrier than ever for my cum filled pussy when I get home from my little dogging excursions.”Harry pulled away from her breast for a moment, and asked with a sour look on his face, “Oh fuck, doesn’t he have even a clue that you’ve been fucking other men?”Faye laughed and answered, “Yeah well, this is pretty funny. I gave him some bullshit story about having thicker cervical fluids because I’m close to ovulation, and he’s so hungry for my pussy that he loves the juice and would suck it for hours if I’d let him. Cervical fluids are thicker near ovulation, but he hasn’t figured out that I can’t be ovulating four or five times a month. I’ve gotten to the point that I love seeing him down their slurping up other men’s cum.”Harry laughed too, and said, “Fuck, this is funny. He probably even ate some of my cum after those two times I fucked you in the woods. We need to find a way to bring this out into the open so I can fuck you more often. I can’t say that I know Craig well enough to understand all his sexual perversions. But from the experiences that I’ve had fucking other men’s wives, I don’t think it’s that far of a stretch to think that we could turn him into a willing cuckold for us.”That got Faye’s attention, and she asked, “What do you mean by that? Craig’s always been pretty much a man’s man, and I can’t see him willingly encouraging me to fuck other men.”He replied, “Well, part of it is just a feeling I have, after knowing the personalities of other cuckold men. Most men wouldn’t even look at or acknowledge another man’s cock, but on two different occasions, one when we were out in the woods and I was fucking you, he made a comment about how big my cock is and how excited he was watching me fuck you, although he didn’t know it was you. And just the fact that he eats his own cum out of you, and naively eats other men’s cum from your pussy, tells me that it wouldn’t take much to push him over the edge to be your cuckold.”Faye looked a little worried as she said, “I love Craig and don’t want to risk fucking up my marriage with him. There is no way to avoid the risk of him leaving me if he finds out what I’m doing out there in the bayou. But I’d love to bring all of this out in the open and have him support me as my compliant cuckold husband. Do you have any ideas on how to make that happen?Harry thought for a few moments, and answered, “I agree there is no way to eliminate all the risk, but I might have an idea of how to break him in. The key might be to get him in a compromising position where he’s guilty of something and displays his bisexual tendencies. Then I can take him out to the bayou again, where he can catch you fucking me and other men.”Faye tilted her head curiously and asked, “How could you get him in a compromising position, especially about being bisexual? He’s never shown even a hint of being that way.”He thought for a travesti ankara few seconds and replied, “I can try to take advantage of how Craig has already innocently shown an interest in my cock, coupled with what you told me about him willingly eating his own cum, and unknowingly eating other men’s cum from your pussy. If I could take him out and get him drunk enough, maybe I can steer the conversation in a way that lets me convince him to suck my cock. I think the initial guilt he’ll feel about that will make it less risky for you to reveal your active sex life.”Faye smiled and said, “Damn, Harry, I’ve never thought of Craig as the type of man who would suck a cock, and I’m not sure how I’ll feel about him if he does it. But, shit, if you can get him to suck you off, then that might open our marriage to the point that he can even go dogging with me and let me fuck you here at home. But we better break this up for now. Craig should be back in a few minutes.”It was a little disconcerting hearing that Faye would even reluctantly turn me into a cock sucker to further her lustful desires, but it was also exciting thinking about the possibilities. I had never even thought of sucking a cock before hearing that, but I was surprised at myself that it didn’t seem that offensive to me.I wanted to stay and listen to them for a little longer, but I had already been gone for a half-hour, so I quietly backed away and returned to my car. Then I came home and walked back out to the pool area, carrying two more bottles of wine. Faye and Harry had moved apart by then and we continued drinking wine and socializing on the patio.Harry stayed for another two hours, and by that time it was almost midnight. When I decided to break up the party and send him home, he said, “Gee, I don’t know mate, I think I’m too drunk to drive back to the base.”And then when Faye spoke up, I realized that they must have discussed that scenario after I left the pool to get my car. She said, “Yes, Craig, I think Harry’s right. Maybe he can stay the night in our guest room, so he doesn’t get into a wreck driving home. Just give me a few minutes to move some things off the bed.”I didn’t believe they were as drunk as they acted, and I wasn’t either, so when Faye and I went to bed, I gave her the opportunity she wanted to fuck Harry. I wanted to let Faye think that I had passed out. I let my voice trail off as if I had dozed off, saying, “It was nice having Harry over tonight, honey, thanks for being the perfect hostess. I know that he must get bored…”Faye laid quietly in bed for about ten minutes until she sensed my slow, regular breathing, which I was faking, and she thought I was in a deep sleep. I felt her get out of bed, and after waiting a few minutes, I followed her down the hall to Harry’s room. The door was open slightly, and I shouldn’t have been surprised how quickly they had begun their lovemaking.There was only a little diffused light coming in through the window, but I saw that they were both naked on the bed and kissing. Harry must have thought it would be okay to kiss her since she had brushed her teeth since sucking him off early in the evening. They were rubbing each other’s bodies, and then Harry moved down to fondle, weigh, and suck Faye’s big breasts.She was moaning as she whispered, “It’s so nice to be able to take our time and have a little privacy, after fucking in front of those other men. Craig seems to be clueless about me being the blonde woman you were fucking those two times, and about our mutual attraction. Fuck me now, Harry.”Harry rolled on top of Faye, and there was just enough light to see his big, hard cock sliding into my wife’s adulterous pussy. I heard the squishing of his thick meat sliding in and out of her wet pussy, and even with all the wine and him having been sucked off earlier, it only took him about five minutes to ejaculate into her pussy. She wrapped her legs around his ass to hold him in place, as his cock throbbed and filled her pussy with his cream.He continued slowly fucking her with his deflating cock for another five minutes, and when he finally rolled off her, Faye whispered, “Oh fuck, Harry, I love your thick cock and hope that you can convince Craig to suck it for you. When can you try it?”Harry replied, “We’ve got bowling league on Monday night, and I’ll see how receptive he is to go out drinking afterwards. If I’m successful, then you can reveal yourself when we find you out dogging later next week.”They talked for a few more minutes, until Faye started getting out of bed. That’s when I returned to my bed, and feigned sleep when she came back to our room. She was moving around in the bed getting settled, when I acted like she had woken me up.I wanted to mention Harry in an innocent sexual context to see how she would react, and said, “Wow, sorry honey, I must have passed out for a little while. I sure got horny seeing you in your bikini tonight, and it was interesting how Harry couldn’t keep his eyes off you either. I would love to have sex, if you’re up for it.”She turned my way and said, “Yeah, it was kind of flattering how Harry seemed so horny and didn’t even try to hide his attraction to me. But about sex, I know I had too much to drink tonight, I’m tired, and not feeling that well. Let’s plan on having sex after Harry leaves in the morning.”I pushed further and said, “Oh please, honey, at least let me eat you out. You can even go to sleep while I’m down there sucking on your pussy, if you want to.”After a few more minutes badgering her, Faye finally said, “Okay, honey, if you really want to. But just so you know, I don’t feel that clean down there tonight.”I turned around under the covers as she turned my way and spread her legs for me, and I found out that she hadn’t even bothered to try to clean up after fucking Harry. Her neatly trimmed pubic hair and inner thighs were matted with his cum, and it was oozing out of her. I dove in and sucked her labia, clit, and thighs first, before probing her pussy with my tongue, and sucking hard to get every drop of his cum.After sucking her that way for what seemed like ten minutes, Faye began moaning and reached down to hold my head in place, as I felt that she was having an orgasm in my mouth. As reluctant as she had been at first, ankara travestiler she laughed before saying, “Oh fuck, honey, I love it when you worship my pussy that way. Could you tell that I was nice and juicy for you tonight?”I turned around in bed and responded in a way that would make her believe that I was still naïve about why her pussy was so gooey, saying, “You were amazingly tasty tonight, honey. I just love the way your pussy is so wet and creamy when you’re ovulating.”We had a nice breakfast in the morning before Harry left, and neither of them were the least bit nervous or embarrassed about having fucked behind my back. I even saw them talking privately for a few moments when they thought I wasn’t looking, and they were laughing, probably because Faye was telling him about me eating her out right after they fucked.The rest of our weekend was uneventful, and I’ll admit to being nervous about the coming Monday night. Harry would try to get me to suck his cock, and I was curious how he would approach it. I never had any homosexual or even bisexual desires in the past, but the highly sexualized events of the previous couple of weeks, and especially Friday night, were making me think that I might be willing to be submissive to my wife and Harry.Harry Makes Me His Cock SuckerHarry acted normally towards me at bowling on Monday night, and as we were finishing up, he said, “Let’s go get a few beers, mate; I’m buying. Then maybe we can find out where the slags are tonight. My cock is hungry for some juicy pussy, and I need badly to get off.”We went to a quiet, neighborhood bar in the area and sat at a table in the back. He kept the beers coming for me, and I saw that he was just sipping and nursing his first beer, while I had four.We talked about work and bowling for a few minutes, and then he said, “I’d like to thank you again for Friday night, mate. Your wife is beautiful and sexy looking, and she’s probably the reason I’m so horny tonight. No offense, but she looks so much like that slag I fucked in the bayou those two times. I can’t help fantasizing about her.”I teased him, saying, “No offense taken, Harry, and I actually enjoy it when other men appreciate Faye’s beauty. You’ve just seen Faye in her bikini, and as revealing as it is, it still doesn’t do her justice. She does look amazingly like that whore you fucked in the woods.”Harry laughed and said, “Yeah, well, remember what I told you about fucking your wife if I had the opportunity. It was tempting to try to fuck her when you went out for some more wine, but I controlled myself, mainly because we didn’t have enough time.”I teased him further, saying, “What makes you think she’d want to fuck you in the first place?”He laughed again and answered, “I saw both of you looking at my cock and balls in my almost-see-through bathing suit, when it got wet. And Faye and I had some good conversations in the pool when you weren’t paying much attention. We hit it off amazingly well, and I’m pretty sure that she would fuck me in the right situation.”I was getting drunk by then but was still in control, and I purposely played into his hands. I replied, “In your dreams, mate. I think if you want some pussy, we’d better go try to find those slags.”We left the bar, and Harry stopped to pick up a six-pack of beer. He obviously wanted to keep me inebriated so it would be easier to make me his cock sucker. We drove around for about forty-five minutes, and I got the feeling that he purposely avoided the sites where the women were active, as an excuse to get me alone.Harry finally pulled into the moonlit, gravel parking lot of one of the sites, and said, “I don’t know where the slags are tonight, mate. It’s not that late yet, though, and we might as well sit here for a while to see if anyone shows up. Here, mate, have another beer.”We made small talk for a few minutes, and then Harry said, “I can’t stop thinking about Faye, and imagining how well she could take care of this big problem in my pants right now. But after the way you mentioned my cock and stared at it on Friday night, I was hoping that you might be willing to help a mate out.”I acted drunker that I really was and ignorant of what he was talking about. I purposely slurred my words, saying, “What the fuck are you talking about, Harry? How could I help you out?”He put his hand on my shoulder and answered, “Most of the dogging that goes on involves women making themselves available to men. But sometimes blokes (men) go out seeking a little sexual relief from other blokes. It’s not like it has to be a big deal, just one mate helping out his friend. So, after your comments and the interest you’ve shown in my dangly bits, I thought you might like to try taking care of me.”I shook my head like I was coming out of a fog and beginning to understand him, and asked, “Holy fuck, Harry, are you saying that you want me to suck your cock? Whoa, man, I’ve never been attracted to men in that way, and I could never do something like that. I’m not a homo.”He laughed and said, “That wouldn’t mean you’re a homo. It would just be sex for the sake of sex with no emotional attachments. You might even find out you enjoy oral sex. Have you ever eaten out Faye, either before or after you’ve fucked? It could be kind of the same, taking my juicy cock in your mouth.”I knew that he was fishing for me to admit something to him that I knew Faye had already told him, and I replied, “Yeah, well, it’s not like it’s any of your fucking business, but I do enjoy eating out Faye, anytime she’ll let me, including after we fuck. But that’s a whole different thing than taking another man’s cock in my mouth and eating his cum. You just might have to take care of your problem by hand tonight.”Then Harry went into a long soliloquy about how he understood me better than I understand myself, after the experiences he had with the husbands of the other men’s wives he’d fucked.He ended it saying, “And I can tell that you’re the type of guy who will not only enjoy watching other men fuck your wife, but you will also enjoy sucking her lovers’ cocks.”There was a long pause, during which I had decided to do it. Before I could say anything, though, he continued, “Come on and at least give it a try, mate. I won’t tell anyone, and I think you’ll enjoy it.”I asked, “What if I did want to try it? Would we do it right here in the car?”Harry thought for a few seconds and said, “It might be best to go into the woods, just in case someone pulls up and looks in the car. But shit, does this mean that you really do want to try it?”