Husband's Intimate Confessions
Husband’s Intimate Confessions
By husband’s own words
The idea of Menage a Trois came to me while I was working at Lancaster University in the early 1980’s. I lived with my wife in a Campus Home> Most time I am at work and she was on her own taking care of house chores. At night and because of my hard work during the day, I could hardly make love to her and on the rare occasion I had an erection that would only last the time I pleasured myself leaving my dear wife in a terrible frustration.
We had a friend called Chris and he would often come up to visit us. He was always welcome about the house and he would come out of the bathroom wearing a towel; there was no false modesty. A couple of times he’d be in the bath when Kathy, my wife, went in to clean her teeth, and he’d come into the bedroom in his towel and talk to us.
We were very close emotionally, and what happened was that for Christmas 1978 I’d purchased a terrific gift for Kathy. It was a fur coat – fake, of course – and he was bringing it up for me. It was smuggled into the house, and we all went out to dinner. When we came back, we gave each other presents. Kathy was really pleased with this gift and wanted to do something special.
‘Why don’t you go and try it on?’ I said giving her a meaningful look
She went off, had a bath, and when she came back, she had the coat on. She sat down and we had hot wine and mince pies, and Chris sat by her feet in front of the fire and I sat on the settee.
I can’t remember how it occurred, but she allowed him to put his hand under her coat – the atmosphere was there to do this – and she had nothing on under the coat. Chris was in his bathrobe, and there was just something in the atmosphere. It came about naturally that they started to kiss. She unfastened his robe and he was erect, they fell to the floor and my wife’s coat came off. Chris made love to her while I pretended to be asleep in the settee.
That was the beginning of a relationship that lasted for about six months, before he went abroad. My wife and Chris did so much in a short period of time to open up the avenues of my imagination and that of my wife on threesome sex and we understood how pleasurable it was for us that we decided perhaps it should continue. All we had to do was to find the right kind of friend, but who were we going to find that was emotionally right and attractive enough and not think we were crazy?
We did meet another friend. That came about because he came over to stay the weekend and we were watching a porno video and playing a sexy kind of Trivial Pursuit. We were drinking wine and getting hornier and I had to go and move my car because it was blocking someone’s garage, and as I left I felt, I felt they were playing around.
They were joking in a sexual way as I went downstairs, I came back and they were just on the settee, snuggling. I sat down by their side and Kathy’s dress was rucked up. Chris felt her bottom and her knickers weren’t on. They both went into the kitchen and although she was nervous, they had a quick one then they went to bed and after a bit of horseplay in bed, Kathy and Chris started to make ferocious love.
Chris then went to bed in another room and I joined my wife for some sleep. An hour or so later I woke up at the sight of Chris coming into our bedroom stark naked but carrying a pillow, and one thing just led to another. He kindly asked me to move aside so that he and Kathy could have some intimate moments together. I immediately complied with his request and in no time I could see and hear my wife moaning and gasping with pleasure as he eventually penetrated her once again doggy style.
Then there was the friend called Mike whom Kathy met while she was away on a course and she had a little fling with him. She mentioned the idea of joining her and her husband to him and he seemed very interested. So one weekend he came up to stay. He and my wife did it with me being present in the room and it was absolutely marvelous.
Everything seemed to be all right on a sexual level between my wife and Mike, but after a while, it seemed to get very unsettled emotionally and he wanted to have Kathy for himself. This became a problem and the relationship evaporated.
There was a long period when Kathy and I were without it completely, but in about 1980 or ’81 we bumped into our special friend, and he was the one that lasted the longest and with whom my wife had the best sex. His name was Jim; he was black and that added more spice to our new experience. The sexual relationship between my wife and Jim went on until early this year when he decided to move on.
Jim was constantly staying with us and visiting, and he and my wife would have some exceptional sex. At this point, what we seemed to be preparing for came together and suddenly we were doing this very seriously. It was almost as though he was living with us to a certain extent. It was very erotic because part of the pleasure I get is from seeing Kathy be screwed and having another male in the house.
Once I was doing some DIY and he just turned up. At that point, I had to go to get some more paint and when I came back they were in bed. I just let myself in and stood at the door watching him screw Kathy. When they came downstairs Kathy was still randy, and Jim soon had another erection and gave her the most terrific screwing in front of me in our sitting room.
It carried on like that for a long time. Sometimes I would go and see a film and when I got back he would be there having sex. That surprise element was very erotic.
On one occasion, we were all tired. Kathy and I went to bed, and Jim went to bed in the next room. Kathy was randy and wanted me to screw her. I tried to penetrate her but I lost my erection and my penis became flaccid. In her frustration, she started banging on the wall. He came to see why and when he saw what was happening with me lying motionless and Kathy looking terribly frustrated, he took off his clothes, pushed me off my bed, and started giving her a terrific fuck.
There was a really good incident in the early part of the relationship with Jim when I was sat in a chair, he was on the settee and Kathy was stretched out with her head in his lap, all drinking wine. Through some incident, wine was spilled on Kathy’s blouse. I half got out of the chair to get another.
‘No,’ he said. and took it off.
She lay there with her breasts exposed, covered in wine. Jim took the hint and licked it from her. They both moved together to the bedroom and he removed the rest of her clothing and it led to sex with me standing at the door watching.
There was a spontaneous atmosphere because we knew it was available. There was none of the awkwardness that one might get if he wanted to screw someone but didn’t know how to approach them. \
There was an added eroticism of another man having sex with my wife and for him, having sex with another man’s wife. For my wife, there’s the excitement of having a black huge cock inside her and that cock isn’t her husband’s but that of her black lover.
The difference between having sex with one partner and in a threesome is that if you are having sex with your wife, whom you’ve known for a long time, you tend to get into a situation where the sex is not as often as perhaps you would like because it’s become commonplace. If we had not had Jim or any other desired male serving my wife, we would not have had such terrific sex, and not as often (as it had happened when my cock went soft while inside my wife).
For her, the new man was an inspiration. From her point of view, my wife was going to try as hard as she could to give as much pleasure as she could to any desired lover he chose and indirectly some satisfaction to her husband through watching her being screwed. In taking such an approach, she would get a much greater amount of pleasure and sexual fulfillment herself.
Jealousy was there on the rare occasion when I felt pushed out of my bed but it was never a big issue with me and my wife. The pleasure I get is actually seeing the other man screwing my wife, so I obviously get some satisfaction in his erection, but it transformed that feeling to know Kathy was enjoying it. Because I know what it feels like to screw her, I tended to imagine what he is thinking or feeling. Most times I would be resting and Jim was screwing her and we gave each other knowing looks because we both knew what it was like
I got a tremendous amount of pleasure from watching Kathy feel this man. There were times when my wife and I get into a situation where we’d have a quickie and as soon as Jim appeared I’d lay back and watch them do their thing, and I’d start feeling randy again and go and masturbate while they were having the real thing and I’d feel all the more satisfied when I’d hear them have a simultaneous orgasm.
I must admit that Jim made us happy for all the time he stayed with us or visited us. It was with great regret and bitterness that one day he had to move on and leave us. The experience with Kathy was also something he’d bitterly miss when he eventually decided to go his own way. It largely lived up to my fantasies and my wife’s dreams of having a true and well-endowed lover.
I suddenly found myself having the kind of sex I hadn’t been able to imagine. It’s something I don’t regret and would not try to obliterate from my memory. If I’m honest, it’s superior to straight husband-wife sex for me, all these elements of nakedness and voyeurism and the forbidden element.
The extra-marital relationship between my wife and her last lover enabled me to consider elements of my sexuality I hadn’t thought about before and I felt so happy about it and fully indebted to my wife and her Jim.
- 1 Oct, 2023
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