This was a little bit ago, we've since hooked up with a few other guys, if this goes well I'll share the others. if you have any tips for writing these better please let me know!

About 6 months into dating my now wife I opened up about my fetish and it was met with lots of questions and a tenative "maybe" to ever hooking up with another guy. We decided that if we met the right guy by chance we'd pursue him but we were not going to go bar hopping/clubbing to find someone. Heres the story of us finding the right guy and it being MUCH harder than we had anticipated to get into his pants. If this feels like it's long and takes a while to get to the point, imagine how we felt.

if this helps imagine things better: my wife is 5'4 97 pounds, and pretty tan. she has a very slender and petite body with an hourglass figure, a cute ass that fits her perfectly, small perky tits, shoulder length blonde hair, many tattoos a half sleeve, and quiet a few piercings. she likes to dress for her body and show off a lot, so more often than not, i catch guys checking her out.

So my wife and I live in a smaller town filled with mostly retirees so our bull/unicorn pool is pretty small. There is one bar in town that younger people hangout at, I work there, and it's still mostly over the age of 40 for the demographic. Till one day while I was working and I met a guy that was a solid 8/10. He quickly struck up a conversation and chatted a bit before adding eachother on snapchat and going our separate ways for a bit and just seeing eachother at the bar here and there. I had chosen him before my wife had seen or met him, I knew we'd at least talk about him in bed a bit. After a couple weeks I was able to get my wife in front of him and they chatted a bit while I was working and they added each other on Snapchat.

Again another couple weeks go by of us just casually talking and my wife and I deciding we'd pursue him if the opportunity arises. Finally after a few weeks of hanging out, we were hanging outside the bar and the topic of OF gets brought up in the group, and he made a joke that he had one. I immediately felt the chance and "jokingly" told him to show it to me, and boy let me tell you this dude was fucking huge and he had no shame, he immediately pulled it up and showed me (with my wife close enough to see) videos and such of him fucking other girls and just showing off his dick. My wife did everything she could to hide her blushing and excitement seeing how big he was. In that moment I knew my wife needed to fuck him, so I started posting subtle thirst traps of my wife on my story till he took the bait and swiped up, saying she looked great, we chatted a bit and I sent him nudes of her that she said I could send. All of our hints went completely over his head and he didn't catch on at all. So we planned a way to get him over.

We decided to invite him out to a show in the next town over and told him to meet at our place. Our plan was to go to the show, get him a few drinks in, bring him back and hook up. Rain prevented us from going so we told him to just come hangout, he came over, hungout, and we had a few drinks. My wife decided to dress simple by just wearing a tank top with no bra and sport shorts to not make it too obvious. Let me tell you this was one of the most awkward and sexually tense situations we've ever been in. The ENTIRE time we had been dropping hints and this dude just did not get it at all. We went outside to walk around the neighborhood a bit and my wife went to put on a bra and left the door open so he could see her totally over exaggerate taking her shirt off to put a bra on and put her shirt back on.

After we got back we talked another hourish and I started to think maybe I was making him nervous and he didnt want to say anything so I excused myself and said I was going to sleep and went into the bedroom to lay down a bit so my wife could make a move on him. After about 15 minutes of absolute adrenaline rush heart pounding flinching at every movement thinking theyre actually doing something, I started to doze off. Idk how long i was asleep but I was quickly awoken to my wife coming in and hopping on the bed to wake me up and asking me to leave the bedroom so they could fuck. apparently all it took was literally just asking if he wanted to fuck. I had gone into the living room and sat on the couch as they went into the bedroom and closed the door. Here's what happened, my wife gave me bullet points and I'll do my best to describe what it sounded and felt like by the moving of the camper

They started out making out on the bed pretty aggressively, they were exploring each others body's quiet quickly and feeling each other up. She could feel his dick through his jeans and couldn't wait to get it out. When she did she was NOT disappointed, he was bigger than he was in the videos he showed us. She immediately started sucking him off and he kept feeling her and touching her till he got her pants off and said that he wanted her to sit on his face. meanwhile in the livingroom my heart was racing imagining what was happening, the entire camper was moving and i could hear rustling of the sheets of them climbing on eachother. She sat on his face for almost ten minutes before her legs couldn't hold her anymore and she got down. After that they 69'd and she said she could barely fit his dick in her mouth because it was so big. during that time it was quiet and i could only hear muffled moans in the living room. I could tell when they were about to fuck because they moved around a lot and started talking a bit, at the time tho, I thought they were finishing and getting dressed. He had bent her over the bed and gave her a super slow good fucking for quite a while, i could feel the camper sway back and forth rhythmically. I heard her moan quietly with each stroke, muffled and sensual. Till out of no where they stopped, talked, moved around a bit, (I once again thought they were done) and he started absolutely pounding her balls deep. I could hear them slamming together and her moaning loudly with her face buried into the bed. She said he had a handful of her hair and pushed her into the bed, she loved every second of it. My anxiety had gone through the roof and I was contemplating jerking off because i was so turned on. for another 25 minutes they went back and forth from slow sensual sex to absolutely rough fucking. they stopped for quite a bit, and obviously once again i thought they were done. till i heard the cabinet we keep the condoms in open and close and a wrapper open up. they had gone for round two as my wife used a toy to try and cum(if any of you understand, she has lasting effects of being on an SSRI and it makes it difficult for her to cum). i had no idea what was happening and started getting worried that i should check in, but I didn't. after about ten minutes of the camper just slow rocking back and forth they started talking again and my wife appeared at the doorway, she was absolutely glowing, she had on a tank top and my favorite underwear on. she came over and sat on my lap and buried her tongue into my mouth as she kissed me so i could taste his dick on her, it was absolutely wonderful. Our friend had gathered his stuff and left pretty quickly and we had gone in and went to bed.