Date: Sat, 30 Jul 2005 07:55:01 -0700 (PDT)
From: Daniel Blue <danielblue45@yahoo.com>
Subject: Teaching Her Husband To Receive Cock

Mark couldn't say exactly when he noticed it: this change that had come
about in him, this strange desire to look at other men's asses. Perhaps if
was honest he would say it had always been there but had been denied while
he dated and got married.


But wherever it had come from it was now a strong urge that quickened his
pulse and made him feel terribly guilty, but oh so alive at the same
time. It was like discovering a whole new world. Suddenly he had twice as
much eye candy to feast on. And in his private thoughts he was beginning to
wonder what it would be like to peel a man's scants down his firm mound and
touch the warm skin.


One day he was out walking in the park with his wife and all around him
were delicious butts to ogle. He loved them all: from the slow, lazy roll
of a chub's mega ass to the pert little cheeks on a twenty year old twink
who was stripped to the waist and displaying bare, bronzed skin and two
tiny nipples that looked like they were born to be kissed and teased.


And then this guy came walking along who gave as good as he got; he really
stared hard, taking in Mark's toned body and beautiful legs. His eyes
roamed from handsome face down to bare feet in sandals and then back up to
the nice bulge in his shorts. Mark felt slightly panicked; is this what it
looked like when he ogled a guy? It was so blatant and so wrong, and so
incredibly delicious. Feeling really naked and guilty he took hold of
Angela's hand and quickened his step. The cock cruising stud had gone by
but Mark couldn't get him out of his mind. He went home and screwed Angela
like she had never been screwed before.


Afterwards, when they were lying in the afterglow of their lovemaking, she
turned to him and asked what was on her mind.


'Was it that guy in the park?'

'Sorry?' Mark was a little confused, but also a little apprehensive. What
guy, what was she talking about? Oh shit...

'That guy that really checked you out. Was it him that made you so horny?'

'I don't know what you're talking about.' he lied.

'You're not very good at lying.' she said. 'I've seen you checking out
other guy's butts.'

Mark didn't know how to reply. He didn't want to hurt her but really was
tongue tied and unable to respond.

'It's OK.' she said. 'I don't mind. If you want to be with a guy, that's
cool. All I ask is that you let me watch.


Now Mark really was confused. A part of him wanted to go on denying what
she said. He himself had never really articulated this desire he felt. It
was so animal like that he didn't even have to think about it. It was just
there, raising its naughty little head from time to time. And yet here she
was offering him the chance to indulge his fantasy and have sex with
another guy. Should he not grab that chance? But how would he feel having
her watch him, and why would she want to do that?


'Why would I want to have sex with a guy?' he asked, when the question he
really wanted to ask was "why would you want to watch me have sex with a
guy?"

'Because they turn you on.' she replied. 'It is written all over your
face.'


She reached underneath his belly and took hold of the raging hardon she
knew she would find there. Mark knew he was defeated. It was time to talk
about this. So they made love again and discussed how they would go about
finding a man for Mark.


Angela found him first. She came home one day with a man in tow. He was in
his early thirties, fairly slender and feminine looking; not quite Mark's
usual type as he liked a bit of beef on the bone, but had a nice smile and
seemed friendly enough.


'This is Phil.' Angela announced.

Mark shook hands and welcomed their guest. He felt really embarrassed
knowing that his wife had brought this man home for the sole purpose of
matching them up for a little man mating. But Phil soon put Mark at
ease. Mark thought perhaps Phil was Angela's hairdresser but it turned out
he was an auto mechanic. They passed a hour or so talking about engines and
racing and by the time Angela made her announcement Mark was so relaxed he
had forgotten about the whole sex thing.


'Phil is going to give you a massage.' Angela said, as if it was the most
natural thing in the world.

She went a fetched a rug and laid it on the living room floor. Mark felt
his pulse racing; he was anxious and nervous but wanting this so bad at the
same time.

'Ok, if you could strip and lay down on the rug.' Phil told him.


Mark quickly stripped off down to his underpants and lay down on the
rug. He was a little surprised when Phil tugged on his underpants and
worked them right off of him. Mark's cock suddenly surged into a hard on
and he had to adjust his position to get comfortable.  He felt some oil
being applied to his back and he was soon experiencing one of the most
pleasant things he could wish for. There was magic in Phil's fingers as he
eased all the tension in Mark's back. His cock soon went down again as he
relaxed and forgot all about sex.


It was only about half an hour later when Phil said he was done that Mark
floated back to earth. He was a little disappointed; where was the sex?
Phil went to the bathroom to wash his hands and Mark quickly scrambled back
into his underpants and started to dress. He looked at Angela, and was just
about to ask her about the sex when Phil came back into the room.


'Would you like me to come back next week?' Phil asked.

Did he ever! He just about fell over himself in his eagerness to let Phil
know he wanted him to come back.


Each week after that Phil took thing a little further than the last
time. That first week he hadn't even touched Mark's ass. The next week he
briefly massaged his buns. The third week he gave them a really deep
massage that left Mark feeling really hungry for something more. The fourth
week he briefly touched Mark's butthole, almost causing him to leap right
out of his skin. By week eight Mark had learned how to take a finger up the
chute and he was loving it, and by week ten he had started to accept a
vibrator.


But then Phil had to go away for two weeks. Mark was amazed at how often he
thought about the little fella during the day. He still looked at big,
chunky asses and wished to bury his bone in all that beef, but it was Phil
that crowded his thoughts. The feel of his dainty hands sliding up and down
his back and into his crack would forever be lodged in his brain. How could
he be a mechanic with such dainty hands? And when he slipped his thumb into
Mark's ass and stroked his balls and made him writhe about on the rug, that
was out of this world!


When Phil came back Mark was so relieved to see him that as soon as the
little guy came through the door he gathered him up in a bear hug and
kissed him full on the lips. Phil's lips parted and Mark was shocked when
he started kissing him properly. He could feel Angela rub his back through
the thin cotton shirt that he wore. His cock was crushed between him and
Phil and he could feel something surprisingly large jutting into him.
Those five minutes were unlike anything Mark had ever known: kissing a guy,
really kissing him and feeling really strong feelings for him, having his
wife caress him at the same time and feeling the little guy's surprisingly
large dong up close, they just blew his mind away.


This time there was no need for a massage. Phil started to unbutton Mark's
shirt and Mark responded in the same way. Soon they were both naked and
both Mark and Angela gasped when they saw the large, fat cock jutting out
of the centre of the little guy. Phil easily had two inches on Mark's six
and a half inch shaft. Phil's cock was also substantially fatter around
with a pair of large brown nuts hanging below. It was as if all his growth
hormones had been directed to his gonads. It was a cock that demanded
attention and because Mark was too slow off the starting block Angela got
down on her knees and cupped one hand around those big eggs while she
guided his flared cockhead into her mouth.


Mark gasped. This was the horniest sight in the world, seeing his wife
sucking on a big, juicy bone that would soon be his. How fucking hot was
that! Never the less he was confused; he had always assumed that Phil was
gay. Mark kneeled close by and stroked Phil's thigh while watching his
wife's lipstick red gash of a mouth devour that thick shaft.


'I thought you were gay.' he said softly as he looked up at Phil.

'Are you going to tell him, or am I?' Phil asked Angela.

'Tell me what...' Mark asked.

Angela came off the spit slicked cock that she was so hungry for.

'Mark's bi.' she told her husband. 'The deal I made with him was that he
could fuck you as long as he did me too.'

'I guess that's fair enough.' Mark replied.


The time for talking was over. Mark got behind Phil and cupped his small
butt cheeks in his hands. He massaged them like Phil had done to him and
then parted them. There right in the centre of his being was the wrinkled
brown slit that Mark had dreamed about. It looked so rude, fringed with
blondish hair, and Mark's desire overwhelmed him. His brain shut down as he
buried his face in Phil's crack and ate out his first ever man hole. He
grunted as he slurped away at that little love knot, sending shivers of
delight coursing through Phil's body as husband and wife both loved him
with their tongue.


It was Angela who broke away first. She lay down on her back and splayed
her legs, revealing her beautiful pussy with its pronounced lips and moist
pink interior. Phil lowered himself over her and entered her inviting
depths. She quickly wrapped arms and legs around the little fella as he
filled her with his gorgeous prick. Feeling a little left out all Mark
could do was kneel nearby and sink his middle finger into Phil's spit wet
hole. It was just the thing Phil needed and he sighed softly as he rocked
between man and woman; one was soft and yielding, the other hard and
demanding and he wanted them both. As much as he wanted to stay put where
he was, slowly fucking both he and Angela to orgasm he knew he would have
to concentrate on Mark this time around.


He withdrew from Angela and invited Mark to fuck his own wife. Angela
happily accepted her husband's hard dick into her pussy. It felt like she
was fucking him for the first time and from the way he was grinding his
hips it looked like he had learned a few new tricks. But then Mark groaned
and kept still. Angela guessed what was happening and had it confirmed when
she moved he hand down Mark's back to his butt. Phil's face was buried in
Mark's crack and he was giving her husband his first ever rim job. Although
he stayed rigidly hard he seemed to have forgotten how to fuck until she
started squirming about underneath him. They soon found a rhythm that
worked for all three of them and gave themselves over to pleasure.


Ten minutes later Phil wanted and needed the real thing. He hoped that Mark
would be able to cope. He had him withdraw from Angela and lay down on the
rug. Using the lube he had brought along Phil started to prepare the way
for his mushroom cap to slide past the guard of Mark's virgin ass. By the
time Phil judged Mark ready the bottom man's ass was aflame with lust and
desire. Angela sat cross-legged in front of Mark and cradled his head in
her lap while Phil got into position.


Phil pressed his raging boner into the crack of Mark's pale, fleshy ass and
rubbed his sensitive cockhead up and down the crack. Mark groaned loud
enough to wake the dead as that warm, spongy cockhead rubbed over his
asslips. It was a hundred times better than a finger, or a vibrator, and he
couldn't wait for it to slide inside. But Phil took his time, teasing Mark
almost beyond his endurance. Angela was incredibly turned on listening to
her husband make these animal noises in his desperation to receive his
first dicking.


Finally, when Mark was almost beside himself with cock desire, Phil started
the long slow slide into Mark's tunnel of love. It went in so easily that
Mark thought there had to be something wrong. Where was the pain he feared?
He squeezed his assring tight...there definitely was something big and warm
in there and it felt so incredibly good as it started to stroke in and out
of him. Phil was very controlled, fucking slowly and steadily. It was left
to Mark to wriggle about underneath him and to clench his assring tight
against the delicious monster gliding in and out of his fuck canal.


Mark was so incredibly turned on that he had forgotten Angela for a while
but he turned his attention back to her now, nibbling and licking her
thighs. She uncrossed her legs and reached for a cushion. Placing this
underneath her she was able to offer the furry pie of her pussy to her
husband to eat as he got rogered. His tongue teased it's way up and down
her upper thighs before licking the area where leg meets torso. He teased
around her puffy lips before nibbling on them, driving her crazy. When at
last his tongue slid into her she reached down and quickly flicked across
her little button. The sounds of Phil's meaty cock sliding in and out of
her husband's ass, Mark's groans as he ate her pussy and got pounded in the
ass, they were too much for her. Her mumbling sighs soon rose to a wail and
drowned out the men as she rode the crest of the first of her many orgasms.


Phil rolled Mark onto his side and Angela moved out of the way. She grabbed
hold of her favourite vibrator and began to work herself up to another
earth shattering climax as she watched the expressions on her husband's
face. His eyes were closed but his eyebrows perfectly expressed the
pleasure he was feeling. Each stroke of Phil's beautiful fat cock caused
them to raise or knit together. He licked his lips and his flushed face was
as sexy as she had ever seen it. Phil's hand was now closed around Mark's
cock. His cockhead was almost maroon in colour, and was wet with his own
excitement juices that Phil had smeared around with his thumb.


The sound of Angela reaching yet another orgasm was too much for Phil. His
cock was sunk deep in this ass that he had desired right from day one. It
had been a long haul but the wait had been worth it. His cockhead seemed
really sensitive now and he could feel the soles of his feet start to
tingle. He quickened his pace on Mark's cock as he took what he knew would
be his last few strokes. Phil's big balls were drawn up tight and the sound
of Mark's horny panting made blast off inevitable. He stroked Mark's sticky
cock even faster and then Mark suddenly froze and clamped down on Phil's
cock. Both men erupted at the same moment, their cries of ecstasy competing
to drown out the other. Mark's cock seemed to be on fire as it sprayed his
scalding jizz up against his belly and into the carpet as a deliciously wet
sensation filled his ass as Phil spurted seven heavy jets of spunk.


Phil hugged Mark close as they struggled to get their breath back. Angela,
totally spent now, came and lay down close to Mark and nuzzled into
him. The men were soon snoring and she lay contentedly, close to her
husband, listening to the snores of the man who was soon to be their full
time lover.

END

Copyright 2005 Daniel Blue
www.danielbluetales.com