Jan also told Mary our youngest sister. Mary called me right away and told Jan was nuts. We talked about it and Mary couldn’t believe I was actually reading stories about it too. She couldn’t believe that they excited me so much. I told her to read one and gave her the web address. That’s how all three of us got to know about cuckolding and what Jan was doing, or going to do.
Then Jan called and told us she needed to talk. The three of us met for lunch again and talked about it for a long time. What I couldn’t understand was what the husband got out of the arrangement. I mean the wife gets the best of both worlds. She stays married to her husband while she is allowed to take lovers to her home or a hotel or even the other man’s house and have sex with them. She can have sex with many men while her husband stays true to her. He gives her permission and his OK to do it. In fact he asks her to do it. I couldn’t imagine what the husband got out of it except watching the act and jerking off. The three of us laughed when we all were thinking about John sitting there jerking off while Jan screamed and screamed as she was fucked royally by a guy with a big cock.
Jan tried to explain that John told her he felt it would improve their sex and he really get off on it. He wanted to “watch his wife being fucked” Jan said, “That’s exactly what he told me! He was deadly serious. He wanted a guy to come to the house and fuck me and he had to have a huge cock.”
Jan smiled and said, “And who am I to fight what my husband wanted me to do. Hey, if that’s what he really wants, so be it! I’ll sacrifice for him because I love him!” She laughed out loud about that comment.
She told us they hadn’t actually done it yet. They were at the point of interviewing and picking one of three men. They were now talking and deciding which one they would pick first to participate in their fantasy of having another man fuck her while John watched.
Mary and I couldn’t believe she was actually going to do it as we ate lunch and talked. As we did so, I could feel my thighs squeezing my pussy tight and I was wet again. It excited me. I wasn’t sure why or that I actually wanted to try it, but the idea was exhilarating to think about.
It made me wonder what it would be like to be fucked by a man, a man I got to pick. I mean I could have any type of man. A blond hair blue eyed giant around 6’5″ or a weight lifter with huge muscles. I mean, maybe I would pick a guy with a huge cock and let him fuck me crazy. Not that my husband was small, average I guess you would call him. A huge cock, humm, that would be fun. But to interview men and then to see how big they were made me ask a question. I asked, “How do you know how big he is? I mean how do you know for sure how big his cock is Jan.”
We all laughed at that one. But meanwhile I was saying, or, I could pick one who could go and go and go without cumming. Of course I would of course ask for references. Again we laughed like schoolgirls as I told my sisters about the references.