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I'm 59yo and married with a really sexy, slim, petite wife (she's 58yo) who has a fabulous body for her age. My wife, Prue, has always been faithful over 35 years of marriage and I'm the only man she's had. As a result she's very sexually inexperienced given that we've only ever had sex in the missionary position because she has always refused to let me take her in different positions. Whilst I'm loathe to admit it, I think my wife has never really wanted or enjoyed having sex with me, and gets little pleasure from my cock because I'm under-endowed. She also knows that I'd like to watch her having sex with other men but has always refused to listen to my fantasies.
Last year however, on holiday, we met a really nice young black lad who was holidaying on his own and we made friends with him. My wife looks great in a one-piece swimsuit and I'd noticed our young friend oggling her pert little bottom and her ample sized, mature breasts when we had been on the beach. Nothing wrong with that of course, it's human nature and I'd be a liar if I didn't admit that I sneaked a craft look at the bulge in his swimming trunks which men do by way of comparing themselves, and I have no doubt that my wife must also have had a covert look and would have to have been impressed by what she'd seen. Being short, bald and a little past my sellby date, I'd also be lying if I didn't admit that I was envious of his powerful young body . . . . . his broad, muscular torso . . .
We shared a few days on the beach together and on the third evening, after our meal and a few drinks in the bar, we all ended up in our hotel room having a last glass of wine and a chat which was really affable, and having had a drink my wife harmlessly flirted a little with our young friend, which we all laughed about. At this point, I was sitting in a chair across from my wife and the young lad who were messing around on a small, double sofa so that they were forced close together by the smallness of the furniture and the bulkiness of our young, black friend who seemed to be twice the size of my diminuative, mature wife who suddenly looked very pretty and vivacious to me.
Gradually, almost inevitably, the flirting became incrementally more and more overtly sexual and I suddenly found myself sitting bolt rigid in my chair as I saw his hand slip inside my wife's blouse, where a button had come loose, and cup one of her sagging 34DD breasts . . . . my wife reacting immediately by issuing a short, "ohh!" before kissing him passionately on the mouth.
I felt as if I was removed from what was going on . . . .
I sat frozen watching the two of them together, my faithful, 59 y. o. inexperienced wife and a young black buck, the two of them aware that I was watching them but saying nothing and assuming, correctly, that I was happy watching them doing what they were doing.
My heart pounded however when I saw my wife's hand move down and cup the impressive bulge in his pants and then, with his hand initially guiding hers, her trembling fingers unzipping his flies and slipping her hand inside as I heard her exclaim in a quiet, whispered voice "Oh my God, it feels huge !".
Knowing that I must now be consenting to their actions, the young black lad (who I later found out was only 19yo) started to undress my mature wife by removing her blouse and bra completely so that she was naked to the waist and her sagging, low-hanging, soft breasts were hanging down her chest, looking so sensual and arousing to me as well as the young man. I could only admire her body from distance however, whereas the young guy took the opportunity to cup and fondle her low-sagging breasts at his leisure as my wife closed her eyes and offered occasional, soft murmurs of pleasure.
It didn't take any imagination for me to realise that she was enjoying showing her sexy, mature body to a younger man and realising that her body was sexually arousing him. It was also obvious that she was enjoying having her deliciously ripe, mature breasts handled by a hunky young lad whose hands were easily twice the size of her own which she prized because it felt so good to her to have a man, for the first time in her experience, able to fit the fullness of her sagging breasts into the palms of his hands as his fingers tenderly examined her soft, yielding flesh and explored her sensuous, mature contours.
Impessed by his lack of concern about my presence, I watched as the young lad's confidence grew in leaps and bounds, standing and encouraging my wife to her feet and prompting her to unbuttoned his shirt and help him to remove it. Standing there close up against my half-naked wife, facing her and towering over her, the young lad's physique became apparent. He was over 6 feet and his broad, smooth, muscular frame made him look more like a professional sportman. For a brief moment I looked down at my thin, muscleless 5' 6" frame and drew inevitable conclusions of how my wife must inevitably be comparing us, physically.
When my wife had removed his shirt, she smiled broadly by way of complimenting him on his physique and stretched up on toes and kissed his smooth, broad young, black chest before lifting her head, as he lowered his, and sharing a long, lingering, sexual kiss as their tongues wrapped around one another in her mouth.
I find my wife's body very sexually arousing and so I watched excitedly as he reached his long arms around her waist and unzipped her skirt which dropped to the floor so that she was standing before in wearing only her plain, everyday panties. They continued to kiss passionately for a while as he cupped her tiny, pert little bottom with his huge black hands thru the plain, white cotton.
Up to this point I'd felt excited but 'in contro'l, but that was now about to change because his hands moved up to the waistband of her panties on either side of her slender body and slipping his thumbs inside the waistband and using both his hands to ease her flimsy little panties down over her sexy, pale little bottom, and off, so that she was naked in front of him . . .
I swallowed loudly, unable to reply, the delay in any response from me ending with the young black lad adding ; " . . . . and you're going to watch me satisfying her".
Both my wife and I knew that *he* was now in control.
I was now becoming quite fearful of being humiliated in front of my wife and my fears rose as I watched my wife's hands shaking a little with excitement as she unbuttoned his already unzipped trousers so that they fell to the floor. I had seen them on the beach, but the young lad's thick, powerful thighs now drew the eye and I could sense wife's heart pounding as I saw her face as she looked down and watched as he lowered his underpants. As he did, I watched my wife's mouth fall open involuntarily as she stared in awe the huge uncut cock hanging down between his young, muscular, black legs. The silence was deafening for what seemed like an eternity before the young lad asked my wife ; "Am I big enough for you?".
An answer was not necessary, but my wife continued to stare at its size as she replied ; "Oh my God, oh my good Lord . . .
Knowing that I only have a small penis and that I'm tightly cut, I couldn't get out of my head the fact that my wife must be comparing his enormous, black uncut cock with my own. Even in showers at the gym I have rarely seen a man so well blessed and I knew for certain that my wife had never seen a big cock on a man.
The young lad was fully in control as he watched me with unstaring eyes which threatened action against any intervention on my part at this stage . . . and as he stared at me he pressed my wife's shoulders downwards to encourage her to her knees where she seemed to need no further encouragement to start to gently put her tongue to work on his long, black foreskin which generously overhung the tip of his unbelievably thick cock.
My excitement was all the greater watching this, knowing that my wife had always refused to suck my cock in over 35 years of marriage, saying that it was "disgusting", but here she was in front of me, kneeling in front of a naked young black lad and gradually taking more and more of his thick black cock into her mouth as it slowly but surely started to grow in size until his full 8. 5 inches of thick, veined cockshaft was being pleasured by her compliant mouth and tongue.
In watching intently all that was going on before me, I occassionaly noticed the clock on the bedside table, noting that both mouth and cock had enjoyed 34 minutes of mutual pleasure, during which time I watched enviously as my wife performed oral sex on a well-hung young lad using a range of ways to pleasure him.
My wife has tossed me off many times (to avoid me asking for sex I think !) and I've always explained the most sensitive parts of a man's sexual anatomy, so I suppose it was no surprise to watch her lingering on the especially sensitive parts of his long, thick weapon . . . . . her tongue repeatedly paying attention to his meatus (blowhole) as she wrapped her tiny hand as far around the thick shaft to wank him a little, and encourage pre-cum to ooze out onto her tongue so that she could savour the sweetness of his young, lubricating juice . . . . . pulling his long, baggy foreskin right back in order to use the tip of her tongue on his frenulus . .
My 58 y. o. wife and her young suitor didn't even notice as I unzipped my pants and pulled out my thin, 5. 25" erect cock, and started to masturbate as he finally helped my wife to her feet and showed her exactly where to kneel on the bed for him, close to the edge where my chair was positioned. As his hands slightly parted her legs, I was now close enough to smell the powerful aroma of my wife's vagina and I could tell that she was ready to be mounted.
The young black lad knew this too and, standing behind her, he positioned himself between her lower legs (which were sticking out a little way beyond the edge of the bed) and up against her sexy, little mature bottom . . . . . his torso positioned at the perfect height to penetrate her.
My eyes darted about the scene before me .
I swallowed again and again, almost unable to stop knowing what he was about to do with my wife.
I was confused .
I bit my lip and accepted the inevitable as I watch the young lad take his engorged cockshaft in his right hand and positioned the head against my wife's labial folds , before positioning the head into her labial channel and stimulating her by rubbing the swollen head of his manhood up and down her slit. After a short while he let go of his shaft which remained in its position, and used his fingers to draw my wife's labial folds to either side, do so tightly, so that her tiny pink vaginal entrance was visible.
Moving his cockhead up against the entrance, the young black lad turned his head towards me and looked me in the eye before saying ; "Watch my cock going into you wife's vagina. Watch it stretching her cunt".
Nothing further to say, the young black lad presses his torso forward and I watch as he penetrates her . . . . his cock head disappearing into her .
And then he starts to fuck her . . . . my excitement now mounting as I savour the sight of my wife being taken from behind by a well-endowed, younger man. The lad's enviably sized 'woman-pleaser' pumping in and out of my wife's tight, wet cunt which slurps everytime he draws his meat out of her and before plunging it back inside her, making her gasp and pant as she experiences the sexual pleasure of having 8.
I could hold back no longer as I ejaculated, but the young black lad had no such problems controlling his orgasm so that he can enjoy the pleasure of fucking my wife for as long as he chooses and doing so as I continue to watch excitedly for the next 3 hours as he fucked my wife rythmically and repeatedly bringing her to one intense orgasm after another .
During this time little was said and the air was filled almost continuously with the sounds of my mature wife moaning . . . . gasping . . . panting . . . . and more, and more moaning . .
A slight pause and he continued ; "Now she's had a big cock up her, you can be sure that she'll never be satisfied with that pathetic little thing" . . . looking down at my thin, tiny 3" flaccid cock as he said this.
His words were the humiliation I feared because I knew that my wife was listening to his every word and no doubt agreeing with him entirely as he turns his attentions back to my wife's body . . . . once again making her moan like a little girl as he pumped his long, thick, throbbing young cock in and out of her like a piston until he started panting frantically and ejaculating a flood of thick, potent, creamy semen deep inside my wife's body.
Believe me though, this was only the start of a long evening . . .
