My wife offered to be Mike's whore

A few years ago, not long after my wife Carole and I had moved back to Bolton, we were saddened to hear that our friends Michael and Diane had split up. To be more precise, Diane had walked out on Mike and he was left alone and upset. A few days before Christmas, he rang up and in the course of conversation, asked me if he could come over to be with us on Christmas Eve; of course I told him we would be glad to see him.

That night when we were in bed, I told Carole what he had asked, and without hesitation, she agreed. Then she added that it would be a good idea for him to stay the night, so he would not have to watch his drinking. Our bungalow has three bedrooms-- ours, the second bedroom I have set up with my weights and fitness equipment, and the third one is just a small room with a single bed and a chest of drawers in. I had visions of Mike struggling to find anywhere to put his clothes and thought he might be uncomfortable in the small bed. When I said to Carole that there wasn't much room for him in bedroom three, she immediately replied with : " He can sleep in here with us ! " I was so taken aback --- not only by her response but by the speed she came out with it. I was so surprised that I said nothing, and we did not continue the conversation.

The next day I rang Mike and told him he would be more than welcome to come over on Christmas Eve and added what Carole had said; he was silent for a few moments, then asked me if she was serious; I told him I didn't really know; he said he had always found her attractive, and he had seen all the sexy photos I had taken of her, some of which I had sent to Xhamster and other sites, and which he had stored on his computer. I knew that he fancied her, and that she had always been " hot for cock " since her youth in Kirkholt, Rochdale, where she had got herself quite a reputation amongst the local lads and men for being not just " a good sport " but a " great prick puller " and a " good shag ." My wife had never been bashful about telling me of her sexual encounters with guys, and she knew that I was turned on by what she told me about her sex life. So I asked her that night when we were in bed, if she had been serious when she had suggested that Mike stay the night in our room ( and presumably therefore, in our bed with us.). I can tell you that my heart began to beat faster when she said she was serious and said it would be fun for us all, and hopefully cheer Mike up ! As if she knew the effect her answer had on me, she reached over and took hold of my prick through my pyjamas. " You're half stiff already, " she said as she pulled my swelling cock out and started to stroke it for me. I asked her how we would go about it, starting with would she like to be in the middle of the bed with me on one side and Mike on the other, and she said : " Ooh ! yes, that would be very nice to start with ." I asked her how far she was prepared to go with Mike, telling her that he fancied her and would expect some attention from her. Cleverly Carole turned it round on to me, by asking me : " How far would you want me to let him go with me ? " I knew she was putting me on the spot, and thought I had better be careful, and not say TOO much to begin with. I told her it was really up to Carole how far she was willing to let him go, saying that the very least he would expect would be to kiss her. She said that would be fine by her, and she would look forward to it. I then said : " No doubt he'll want to feel your tits through your nightie, " and she said " That sounds good to me ! " By now my heart was pounding in my chest and my dick was hard in Carole's hand. I suggested she got in bed first leaving her knickers on---preferably the ones she had been wearing during the day, because I knew they would be soiled, and unknown to her, I had let Mike sniff her knickers when she was out at the hairdressers' one day, and also let him take home a pair of his choice to sniff and wank in when he was alone at home.

I said we could have the light turned low, and it suddenly struck me that Mike is left handed; now I normally sleep on the left of the bed, but it struck me that perhaps Mike would like to be there, so that was the next thing I mentioned to Carole--- that for once I got in bed on her right and she had Mike on her left side. I said he would be able to " do a better job "" of feeling her up with his left hand; I nearly bit my tongue, wishing I had not put it so crudely, and wondering what Carole would say to that, but she just agreed that it was a good idea, and said she was excited at the thought of Mike kissing her on the lips while we both groped her breasts together, and added : " But don't wait too long to lift my nightdress up and take it off over my head, will you ?" This was really getting me going now, and I was imagining Mike with his tongue in my wife's wet mouth, feeling her left breast, while I was giving her right one a good rubbing, us both thumbing her nipples simultaneously, knowing Carole would be juicing up between her legs.

I briefly chatted with Mike the day before he came up on Christmas Eve, and told him what Carole and I had discussed. I told him that I reckoned that once he was kissing her and he and I were giving her a good titting, he should then follow my lead when I dropped my hand down Carole's body and started to finger her slit through her knickers. I told him he should then make the next move, and slide down the bed to have a sniff of her fanny through her knickers and to rub his nose on her mound before licking her through her panties. I said that I thought by then Carole would be getting well turned on.

On Christmas Eve we enjoyed some nice food and had a few drinks, then went to bed about ten thirty. As arranged, Carole went first, obviously cleaning her teeth, but leaving her makeup on and not washing herself down below. When she called to us that she was in bed, Mike and I both entered our bedroom in our underpants. We both got in bed with Carole who welcomed us both with a lovely sexy smile. Mike looked at her and said : " I have always wanted to do this to you, Carole, " and started to kiss her firmly on her mouth; I wasted no time in turning towards my wife, and saw she was responding to his kisses, so I started on her right breast; as I watched, I was pleased to see Mike quickly following my lead, and my mouth went dry as I saw him get a firm hold on her tit and him begin to thumb her nipple for her. Having the two of us on her boobs had more than the hoped for effect on Carole, as she started to make appreciative noises in her throat and move her body against both of ours. I pulled her nightie up and Mike did the same on his side; Carole obligingly raised herself a touch and we slipped it off over her head. Mike and I then both got back to work on her, him resuming kissing her; I saw my wife willingly open her mouth so he could stick his tongue in, and loved seeing her wet lips meet with his, so I reached down for her crotch and began to stroke her fanny. As I had told Mike, she was already getting damp down there, and he quickly put his hand between Carole's legs as well. I pushed the sheets back, as I wanted to actually see another man touching my wife's vulva and fingering her vagina. Mike slid down the bed, and put his face between her legs. I watched him as he sniffed at Carole's cunt and then lick her ! It was an amazing experience for me. She was lying there with her eyes closed --- her breasts were lying flatter but I could clearly see both her nipples were swollen and engorged as if she had breast milk; Mike peeled her panties off and had Carole lying naked in front of him, and as I had thought all along, she willingly parted her legs wide to give him full access to her sex. I saw him having a good look at her crack, then watched as he began to finger her hole; he inserted one then two fingers and frigged her ; I could hear her cunt juice squelching as he rummaged her wet cunt and she groaning and moving sexually against his fingers. Mike then lifted her legs slightly, giving Carole the signal that he wanted her to draw her knees up, and Carole did just as he wanted. he then inserted his middle finger in my wife's anus---- he knew he was on safe ground, as I had previously told him she loved having that done to her. In response, Carole drew her knees up even higher to give Mike better access to her bum. He then started to lick her fanny out like a man possessed as he rammed his middle finger in and out of her arsehole, and it was not long before Carole was thrashing her head from side to side and screaming loudly as he brought her to a massive orgasm.

When she came down from her climax, she thanked Mike for " Doing me so beautifully, "" as she put it, and told him it was now our turn to be pampered; Mike and I lay down beside her again and Carole took hold of both our cocks and wanked us both off, deliberately making our spunk land on her naked body; as Mike and I both lay there recovering, she was rubbing our sperm into her flesh and telling us what lovely cocks we have. I think we all nodded off at that point, and about half an hour later I came to: the light was lower now than it had been, but I could make out Mike's body lying on top of Carole and he was pumping away at her; then I realised just what was happening ---- my wife was happily lying on her back with her legs wrapped round another man, and he was shagging her to death and talking dirty to her; not only that, but Carole was responding to him, by kissing him hard and telling him to " Give me a right good fucking you bastard ! " The bed was shaking, so hard was my friend banging my wife; my prick rose up and I got hold of Carole's hand and she rubbed me even stiffer. Suddenly Mike climaxed and gasped loudly as he poured his spunk into Carole's cunt; unfortunately he rolled off her before Carole could orgasm, and she turned to me and asked me " Chris, you finish me off ! " I quickly rolled on top of her and she put my cock in her sopping wet hole; I don't think I had ever felt her cunt be so stretched open; the excitement of sticking my dick up my wife where she had had another man's prick just SECONDS before, made me stiff as a board. I had difficulty in making it last, but managed to make Carole orgasm before I shot another load up her.

We all lay back, sweating and tired from our efforts, and Carole kissed us both good night, but it must have been about one in the morning. When I woke up the next morning, I saw that Carole was already working on Mike's cock, and as he came round she wished him : " Merry Christmas, Mike, I have a present for you, " and she slipped down the bed and took his dick into her mouth. She brought him off again, letting him shoot his load in her mouth and looking me in the eye she swallowed it. Then she put my cock in her mouth, saying : " And here is your Christmas present, " I swelled up as she sucked on me, thinking that she had slept soundly with two men's sperm deep inside her body having let us run our hands all over her, and taken Mike's finger deep up her arse, and now she was going to have two men's spunk down her throat and into her stomach for the rest of the day. She was now well and truly satisfied and proud to call herself " Mike's Whore. "