Molly Had Permission

My wife and I are pretty open minded about things and the one basic rule in our house is that if you have something you want to talk about, or do, just bring it up and we will talk about it. This includes sexual matters too. For instance, she asked me one day why I never tried to fuck her in the ass and the answer was that I had never thought about it. But she was curious about it and so we tried it; she liked it and now it is a regular part of our sex life.

We are both the products of broken homes and have seen first hand what the lack of trust can cause. On my side of the equation my mother had remarried twice after having been divorced by my dad and all three of her marriages had ended because of sexual problems, mostly because my mom was not a one-man woman. My mother never hid this from me and as a result my attitude toward sex was a lot more open than that of most people my age and I had a fairly active sex life before getting married.

My wife Molly had a similar background, but Molly came to the marriage bed a virgin. Having only my mother (and Molly's) to use as a yardstick I assumed that someday Molly was going to want to sample forbidden fruit and, since I loved her and did not want to lose her, I told her early on in our marriage that she had my blessings if she wanted to try another guy. All I wanted in return was that she be above board with me when it happened. I didn't want any of the sneaking around and lying that had destroyed my mother's marriages and would end up ruining ours. Molly of course said that I was the only man for her, she had no need to try anyone else but, "Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me that."

Five years later I began to see signs that Molly was getting restless. A lot of it had to do with her circle of friends, girls that she had known since high school and a few she had known in college. A lot of them had become divorced and every time Molly got together with them the topic of conversation always seemed to be about current and ex boyfriends and how they were in bed etc., etc. Molly heard all of this talk and it made her wonder what she had missed by being a virgin bride and a happily married woman. I noticed her eyeing other guys, no doubt wondering what they might be like in bed and there was no doubt in my mind that the day was coming when Molly would want to experiment. I only hoped that she would remember that she had my prior approval as long as she didn't sneak around and try to hide things.

It was early in the fall when Molly surprised me at the dinner table by asking, "Is it true what they say about cock size?"

I asked her what she meant and she said, "Some of the girls say the bigger the better and I was just curious."

I laughed and said, "Honey, only a woman can answer that question for you."

Then she wanted to know if I was average, smaller that average, or bigger than average. I told her that I honestly didn't know, but that I guessed I was about average, "Why? You thinking of trying on a couple of others for size?"

She blushed, "No silly, I'm just curious is all. You are the only one I can relate to when the girls are talking."

So I told her to fire up the computer and search the net for a site that had naked males and see what most of them had. Several days went by and then one night she said:

"You were right. You are about average compared to the men I've found on the net. You wouldn't believe how big some of them are. There were a couple of really huge ones out there, but I'd be afraid that something that big would hurt me."

"Oh?" I said, "Thinking of trying on a different one?"

She smiled a little smile and said, "There are days when I think I want to, but I don't think I'll ever have the nerve to try."

"Well," I said, "Just remember that you can do whatever you want, wherever you want, whenever you want as long as there is no sneaking around."

"I know sweetie," she said, "And that's why I'll probably never do it."

That was not an answer that I expected and so I had to ask, "Why is that?"

"I'm not sure," she said, "It's like if I came to you and said I had done it, or was going to do it with someone else it would be like telling you that you were not enough for me, that I needed more. It would be like I was putting you down."

I thought about that and then I said, "That doesn't compute. You're wanting to see what it might be like; you have the go ahead from me to do it if you ever want to, so how is that putting me down?"

She just shrugged and we left it there.

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The following weekend we were invited to a party and I told Molly that I wanted her to wear her highest heels, her shortest skirt and not to wear panties or a bra. She started to ask why, but I cut her off:

"I'll explain everything when we get to the party."

When we got there I asked her to point out any three guys that she might be interested in if she wasn't married to me. She picked out three (two of whom were married) and then I told her:

"I'm going to abandon you until its time to go home. I don't care which one of the three you get to do it with, or for that matter if you do it with all three, but before you go home tonight I want you to at least get kissed and felt up. If you want to get fucked do that too, but at least get a finger or two in your pussy and get your hand on someone else's cock. I'll see you when the parties over," and I walked away from her.

I saw Molly from time to time during the party and she was always in the company of one of the three guys she had selected. I made sure that I didn't make any direct eye contact because I did not want to distract her. I wasn't in the least bit interested in her fucking another man, but I did want her to get whatever urges she might have out of her system. If it turned out that she liked fucking other guys, well, I could live with it as long as there was no sneaking around and lying and she always came home to me.

At the end of the evening I went to find Molly, but she wasn't around. I went outside to see if she might be out there getting some fresh air and I was still looking for her when I saw the dome light of a car go on and I looked that way to see Molly getting out of the car. I stepped back into the house and waited for her to come in. She came in the door and I could see she was looking for me so I went over to her.

"We need to get out of her baby," she said, "You have to get me home and fuck me, right now!" In the car I asked her how the night had gone and she said, "Not now. Not until we get home."

Once inside the house she grabbed my arm and pulled me to the bedroom and once there she stripped off her clothes.

"Look at my tits baby," and I looked and saw the hickeys on them and she said, "Fuck me baby, fuck me right now. I need you in me, hurry."

As soon as I entered her I knew that someone had been there before me, "Fuck me hard baby, " she said, "Fuck me like the slut that I am," and the knowledge that I was soaking in another man's cum drove me wild. I fucked her harder than I ever had before and when I came it was awesome. She pulled me close to her and then she described her evening.

Tom was the first guy she set her sights on and he picked up on her interest right away. Within fifteen minutes of her walking into the party he had maneuvered her out onto the dark patio and he had kissed her. When she returned the kiss he got bolder and before long he had his hands on her tits and when he discovered she had no bra he pulled down her blouse and started sucking on them. While he was doing that he unzipped his fly, pulled out his dick and put Molly's hand on it. Molly had stroked it a couple of times and he had cum, just missing her skirt. He kept sucking her tits and she had pulled away from him and gone to her knees; she wanted to see his dick since mine was the only one she had experienced before. She stuck out her tongue and touched the head and it had jerked. She slid her tongue down the top to the base and then up the bottom to the head and Tom's cock had started to stiffen again. Tom pulled her to his feet and led her to his car and then he had fucked her on the back seat.

"He was awful quick and wasn't nearly as good as you," she said, "but the wickedness of it fired me up and I sucked his cock and got him hard again. The second time he fucked me he lasted a little longer, but he had no finesse. He didn't care if he got me off or not."

They had gone back into the party and Molly decided that she had done what I had asked her to do and now she would just circulate and socialize until it was time to go home. But Tom told Barry, another of the guys she had picked, about what he had done and Barry had come looking for her. It was almost an exact replay of what she had done with Tom:

"But Barry was a much better lover. He actually held off cumming until he got me off and the second time he fucked me he seemed to go on forever. I had two more orgasms before he finished his second time and he wanted to go again, but I told him we had to get back to the party before you missed me and came looking for me."

By then my cock was hard again and I mounted her and began to fuck her while she urged me on, "Oh yes baby, oh yes, fuck me hard, punish your slut of a wife, fuck my unfaithful ass."

When I came the second time it was not near as hard as the first time, but then I was surprised I still had anything left in me after the first go around. Molly continued her story, "When we got back to the party I decided that since I was being such a slut I might as well try and fuck the third guy too and so I went looking for Dave. He was talking to his wife when I found him so I just hovered around until she left and then I walked up to him and told him that I'd heard he had a big cock and I asked him if he would show it to me. He was shocked, but he soon got over it and I led him out onto the patio, knelt in front of him and pulled out his cock. It was bigger than Tom's but not as big as yours or Barry's, but I told him that it sure looked nice and I asked him if I could suck it. His hands went to the back of my head and I took that to be a yes so I sucked him off until he came and I swallowed every bit of it. I thanked him and we went back into the party.

"I hadn't been back inside five minutes when Tom came up to me and asked me if he could fuck me again. Why not, I thought, and I followed him outside to his car and found Barry waiting there for us. They both fucked me on the back seat of Tom's car and I got to suck the cock of one while the other fucked me and then they switched. God I felt like such a slut! We went back into the party and about ten minutes later Dave came up to me and told me he needed to talk to me. We went out on the patio and he told me that he was dying to fuck me and he asked me to go to his car with him. He was the last one to fuck me and then I came looking for you. Did I do all you wanted me too?"

For an answer I fucked her for the third time since we got home. I couldn't cum, but I kept fucking Molly till it hurt. When I finally stopped she said, "There's more."

"What?" I croaked.

"They all wanted to see me again and they asked for my phone number and the best time to call."

I looked at her and she gave me an evil grin, "I gave it to them."