Changes - His View Ch. 01

I stood and kissed her. "Lets go to the bedroom and we can continue this." Amy slid off the bar stool and took my hand. As we walked to the bedroom I anticipated having wild sex with my wife. In the bedroom Amy shed her tube top and sat on the bed as I got undressed. Once rid of cumbersome clothes I stood in front of her; my dick standing rigid in her face. Amy wrapped her hand around the base and used her tongue to collect the droplet of pre-cum from the tip before she took me in her mouth and sucked my dick head. Her tongue lavished the head with swirling strokes. When Amy started taking as much of me as she could without choking I thought it was time to tell her about my day at the gym. "Babe, you're going to be astounded when I tell you what I saw at the gym today."

She looked up at me without taking my dick out of her mouth; the question plain in her eyes. I smiled and said, "At the gym today after we worked out and had a game of handball, we took showers. That's when I got a look at Jon's dick. It was flaccid, but babe, it was as big as I am right now. I've never seen a dick so big. I'll bet it's huge when he gets hard. It has to be at least 10 inches long and very thick. How would you like to feel that sliding into your hot, wet pussy?"

I didn't really expect an answer and Amy didn't give one. She did moan around my dick and start sucking me with abandon though. Her efforts were rewarded in short order as I blasted her tonsils with a copious load of creamy cum. After she swallowed all of it, Amy stood up and kissed me. I could taste my cum on her lips and I wondered if Jon's cum tasted the same. That thought shocked me. Why was I thinking about how Jon's cum tasted?

Before I could plumb that thought further, Amy withdrew her tongue and broke the kiss. She squeezed my flaccid dick and said, "Okay mister, this is out of commission for awhile. Are you ready to eat some more pussy?"

Was I ever. Even though she had just gotten me off I was still charged up. Amy lay back on the bed with her feet on the floor. I spread her legs wide and kneeled between them. Her pussy lips were glistening with the juices that flowed from her. Putting my mouth over her vulva I let my tongue slide through the smooth slick folds of her inner labia. I loved eating her sweet pussy. I traded my tongue for two fingers and used my tongue to stroke her clit. Amy squirmed and moaned constantly as I attacked her sodden pussy with my fingers and tongue. She climaxed hard when I slipped a wet finger in her asshole. She moaned loudly and grabbed my head tightly. She humped my face as her orgasm consumed her.

At that point I had recovered enough that my dick was raging hard again. I stood up as Amy got fully onto the bed. She crooked her finger in a come hither fashion and said, "Come here baby and give momma that big hard cock. Fuck me til I scream for you to stop."

I crawled onto the bed between her legs. Her sweet nectar was leaking from her pussy and running down coating her puckered anus. I knee walked to her until my stiff dick was poking her crotch. She grabbed it and guided me the rest of the way home. God it felt good sliding into her hot, wet pussy. I fucked her hard and furiously until we both came again. Collapsing on Amy, we kissed and just held each other enjoying the afterglow of the great sex.

After a few minutes Amy said, "So, Jon's got a big cock."

I waited for her to continue but she left it at that. I was hoping she would have been a little more curious and wanted to talk about it. Then I could find out if she wanted to explore our fantasies with Jon. Her silence seemed like it would be a bad idea to pursue it any further so I just answered, "Yeah, and let it drop.

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The weeks turned into months and our friendship with Jon grew. It seemed like we did everything together. We were the three amigos. He spent a lot of evenings at our house for meals and watching TV. Amy's and my sex improved to the point that we had multiple sessions a week. Jon came up a lot during sex too. I was constantly talking about his dick hoping that Amy would get aroused enough to ask if we could make the fantasy real. Her previous responses kept me in doubt and I couldn't bring myself to ask her for fear that she would freak out and that would be the beginning of the end of our marriage. It got to the point that a threesome with Jon, Amy and me was turning into a consuming fantasy.

Going to the gym with Jon was something I looked forward to. With Jon's help my pot belly disappeared and my muscles started to tone nicely. What I really liked though was our shower time. Although I was still in denial about my attraction to him, it aroused me every time I saw Jon's naked body. I couldn't help but wonder what Jon's dick looked like fully erect.

The day I finally gave up the fight and embraced my attraction to Jon I was furtively watching him shower. He wrapped his soapy hand around his dick and gave it a couple of strokes to clean it. I found myself wondering what it would be like to feel it sliding through my hand; or maybe even through my lips. I felt my dick getting hard and immediately turned away from Jon before it could fully inflate. Turning away did not quell my thoughts of his dick.

Suddenly I realized I was imagining what it would be like to stroke his dick and get it hard so I could take it in my mouth. A memory from a couple months ago popped in my head. It was of the events after our first visit to the gym. I remembered going home super aroused and Amy sucking my dick. She kissed me after and I tasted my cum on her lips and wondered if Jon's cum tasted the same.

My dick was rock hard as I admitted to myself that I wanted to find the answer to that question. I stayed in the shower with my back to Jon until he finished and left to get dressed. Finally my hard on abated and I was able to join him and get myself dressed too.

On the ride home I couldn't stop thinking about my reaction in the shower. I guess I was really distant because Jon at one point asked me if there was something wrong. I told him no, I was fine, but in reality I was deeply conflicted. When we got home I left Jon in his driveway and walked to my house. Amy was out shopping with her girl friends so I had the house to myself. I couldn't shake my arousal from the gym so I decided to take another shower.

As I showered, images of Jon's soapy dick flashed in my mind. A fantasy started playing in my head and I fully embraced it. I imagined the scene in the shower room at the gym, This time I stepped across the room and kneeled in front of Jon. As the warm water cascaded over us I took his dick in my hand and stroked it to full erection before guiding it to my lips. Looking up at Jon he smiled down at me as I used my tongue to caress his massive dick before taking the head of it into my mouth. In the privacy of my shower I stroked my dick with abandon as I imagined sucking Jon's dick until he filled my mouth with cum.

When I came it was one of the most powerful orgasms I could ever remember. It left me weak in the knees, but the after glow of my pleasure was spoiled slightly by a disturbing question. Was I gay? That didn't seem right because I knew I loved having sex with Amy. Looking at beautiful sexy women still turned me on. I never felt aroused when looking at a man; except Jon. Although I had enjoyed the fantasy of sucking Jon's dick, now that my ardor had been quelled I felt shame for wanting it.

As time passed my feeling of shame lessened and my desire to suck Jon's dick grew stronger. I yearned to tell him my desire but feared his reaction. It grew increasingly harder to shower at the gym. Showering with him was both a pleasure and torture. I had to limit myself to fleeting glimpses of his body; otherwise I would get completely hard and give myself away. I couldn't stop fantasizing about sucking his dick and swallowing his cum. Watching Jon fuck Amy became secondary as my new fantasy dominated my thoughts.

I continued to bring Jon's dick up during sex with Amy, but I couldn't bring myself to tell her about my desire to suck him off. Many times I resolved to tell her that I wanted to invite Jon for a threesome. To tell her my true desires. Every time I decided that this was the night to tell her I choked and was unable to do it. Beside not being sure she would be into making our fantasies a reality I was embarrassed about expressing my homosexual urges to her and was afraid of what she might think of me. I struggled with being honest with Amy for months. It was close to a year after our friendship with Jon began that the issue ended up resolving itself. Not only did I get to experience my fantasy with Jon, I discovered another sexual act that was just as erotic.

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Jon seemed to be at our house all the time lately. He was nearly always together with us now. Sex had become a common occurrence between Amy and me on the nights that Jon spent the evening with us. Every time he left for home Amy was all over me almost before the kitchen door was closed behind him.

Then I began to notice the two of them seemed to be getting friendlier with each other. Just little things like knowing smiles between them and a lot of incidental touching. Nothing blatant that I could put my finger on, but I started to wonder if they had finally crossed that line and were having sex. Our sex together was still passionate as ever, if not more so. Jon's and my friendship never changed either. We still did everything together, but I just couldn't help but wonder.

Then on a Wednesday I came home from work a little early. Jon and Amy were in the kitchen. They both looked a little surprised to see me. Amy greeted me warmly as usual. Jon greeted me, then said his goodbyes and left. I noticed he didn't even give Amy their usual quick kiss. That kiss was one of the things that made me wonder. They had just recently started doing that. I wrapped Amy in my arms and bent down to kiss her. She gave me a quick peck on the lips and wiggled out of my arms saying she had to get super going. I went to the bedroom to change out of my work clothes and shower so I could relax. When I entered the bedroom I saw that the bed was disturbed. Not messy, but not as neat as Amy usually kept it either. It registered in the back of my mind, but not alarmingly so.

I stripped and went in to take a shower. Standing under the soothing spray of warm water I slowly stroked myself, beginning my favorite fantasy. Instead my mind went to Amy and Jon's reaction when I walked through the kitchen door. It wasn't like him to leave so quickly and they both had seemed nervous. Suspicion creeped into my thoughts and I pretty much convinced myself that they were having sex. I had a nagging feeling that they had had sex that afternoon.

I wasn't angry, just a little pissed. It occurred to me that I really couldn't be too upset with her because maybe I had driven her to do it by constantly having Jon in bed with us; even if it was only mentally. But why hadn't Amy come to me about wanting to fuck Jon? If it were true, in spite of her new found sexual assertiveness she had chosen to go behind my back. The thought that she didn't trust me enough to be honest about it was hurtful. I also wondered just how long they might have been fucking.

After showering and drying myself I went back into the bedroom. Grabbing a pair of clean underwear I started to get dressed. That's when I saw the wrinkled bedspread again and that firmed up my suspicion. I felt a sense of betrayal, but I was aroused at the same time. The image of Amy laying on our bed with Jon between her legs driving his huge dick into her pussy filled my head and my dick started getting hard. My hand drifted to it and I stroked its semi hardness absent mindedly.

When I realized my dick was hard and I was masturbating in the middle of the bed room, I stopped and picked up my clean underwear from the floor where they lay. As I was pulling my briefs up Amy walked in the room to tell me supper was ready. She must have seen the head of my hard dick as it disappeared into my briefs because smiled as she walked over to me. She put her hand on the bulge in my briefs. In a very sexy tone she said, "What's got you so hard mister? Supper is on the table, but I would love some of this for dessert."

My imagination had me pretty aroused so I thought, "Why wait?" I pulled her to me and kissed her passionately. She responded to my probing tongue. Without breaking the kiss I started to lower her to the bed. She stiffened and said, "Wait. Supper is going to get cold. Besides, I need to take a shower."

I was beyond waiting on those trivial things. My dick was hard and my little head was doing the thinking. "Supper can wait and you can shower afterwards. My dick is hard and there is no sense in wasting a good erection." She protested, but as I started kissing her and massaging her firm tits, getting her aroused, she started responding. We ended up on the bed and I lavished kisses all over her body. I was kissing the insides of her thighs as I worked my way to her pussy when she protested again and tried to get me to let her take a shower. I ignored her protests and instead stripped her panties off her.

I could smell the mustiness of her damp pussy and it set me on fire with desire. I clamped my mouth over her wet pussy and slipped my tongue through her lips. In that moment my suspicions about her fucking Jon were confirmed. I had experienced that salty taste on her lips and tongue many times after cumming in her mouth. Amy's pussy lips were coated with it and I knew it could only be Jon's. As much as I had fantasized about them fucking, the reality of discovering they were was shocking; and thrilling at the same time. The image in my mind's eye of Jon pumping his fat dick into my wife was arousing me beyond any fantasy. My dick was as hard as a teenager's on Prom night.

She had to know I would taste his cum. That must be why she had been protesting so much. Instead of being disgusted by the discovery of Jon's cum in Amy's pussy I was elated. I was finally tasting his cum and it was a huge turn on for me. The image of his huge dick spraying cum into my wife's pussy flashed in my mind. It made my heart race. I felt my dick throb. I realized I was aroused to new heights by the knowledge that she had just fucked Jon that afternoon and her pussy was coated with remnants of their tryst.

It seemed like minutes had passed since the taste of Jon's cum exploded on my tongue, but it was probably only seconds. I let my tongue slide over her clit again and the taste of Jon's cum mixed with her juices was intoxicating. I pushed my tongue in her pussy as far as it would go looking for more. There wasn't a lot of it left in her, but my tongue plumbed her depths. I couldn't believe how turned on eating my wife's pussy and tasting her lover's cum was making me. As I ate Amy I found myself anticipating going down on her right after Jon came inside her. The thought of sucking a fresh load of his cum out of Amy's pussy was very arousing. At that moment I knew I was going to suck Jon's dick if he would let me.

I ate Amy's pussy like a wild man until she came hard on my face. After she came I slid up and kissed her. Amy was moaning and tonguing my mouth furiously when I slipped my rock hard dick into her. She came before I got its full length inside her. I fucked her furiously. In my highly aroused state it took less than a minute before I was blasting cum deep within the depths of her hot pussy.

I had an urge to slip down her body and suck my load of cum from her pussy; that surely would blow her mind. Somehow I knew it just wouldn't be the same, but that's not what stopped me. I didn't only because it would have been too uncharacteristic and I was not ready to talk about my new found desires just yet. That would happen, but I wanted to confront them both about their infidelity first.

Amy seemed nervous when she gushed, "Oh my god, Tim. That was just fantastic. That was the best oral you have ever given me. And the way you fucked me.. wow. I don't even care that it was over so fast. I absolutely loved it."

As much as I wanted to tell her about my discovery, I knew the real reason would have to wait so I told her a half truth. "Babe, you know how much I love going down on you. Well, I just abandoned myself to my passion. I'm glad you liked it because pleasing you is what makes me happy. I really wanted nothing more than to please you and I think I succeeded. Yes? "

Amy exclaimed, "Liked it? I fucking loved it and you succeeded for sure. Whatever the reason, that was so hot, Tim. I sure want you to do that for me again soon. That was the best technique by far that you have ever used."

I was already formulating a plan. I was definitely going to let them know how disappointed I was with their dishonesty. It would also reveal my new found desires. There's really no explaining it, but my recent discovery had super charged my libido. The whole time we were eating our supper; thank goodness for microwave ovens, my dick was close to being fully hard. When we finished cleaning up the kitchen Amy sidled up to me, put her hand on my bulge and said, "Can we have dessert now?"

I took her back to the bedroom and gave her just what she wanted and then some. I was anticipating tasting my cum on her pussy, but she must have cleaned up because when I went down on her this time I didn't taste anything but her juices. I ate her until she had a pretty good orgasm before fucking her in the ass. I wanted to do something different and we hadn't had anal sex in a long time. Subconsciously I might have been wanting to punish her for fucking Jon behind my back. I don't know why I might have thought that would be punishment because she loves being ass fucked. Maybe I should have spanked her first instead. We had dabbled with that a couple of times and she didn't really care for it.

After getting off in her ass I got up to clean myself up. When I returned to bed Amy was asleep. I lay beside her and spooned her thinking about my reaction to finding out she was fucking Jon. Not being upset about it was actually pretty easy to understand in a way. If anything it was my fault for hammering her with my fantasy every time we made love.

I lay awake a long time thinking about tasting Jon's cum in Amy's pussy. I had never been into guys at all, but there was something about Jon that made him the exception. Now that I had discovered how erotic it was to eat his cum out of Amy I anxiously awaited the chance to eat a full load of his creamy essence from her pussy. The next logical step after that would be his cum blasting into my mouth as he orgasmed while I sucked him off. I definitely wanted to find out what it was like to suck his dick. I hoped I liked doing it. That it wasn't just a fantasy I enjoyed. I slowly stroked my myself as I drifted off to sleep envisioning Jon's massive dick pumping cum as I greedily swallowed.

The next day at work thoughts about the previous night plagued me. I struggled to keep from getting totally erect thinking about what I wanted to do. I tried thinking about other things, like my work, but couldn't keep the images of Jon and Amy fucking out of my head. And every time I thought about eating his cum out of Amy's pussy before sucking him my dick throbbed and swelled a little more.

I formulated a plan to make fantasy reality that night. It wasn't much of a plan though. I was going to just tell them that I knew they were fucking and inform them that I wanted to watch, then join in on the fun. Simple and to the point. The thing I was most interested in though was how they would react when I revealed my new desires. I decided to only tell them part of what I wanted to happen.