Sharing My Wife Amanda Ch. 01

And then there's Amanda's description of their interactions at work: the almost daily visits to her office for no apparent reason, the back rubs he gives her, frequently asking her out to lunch (that is, if she didn't already pack him food!). I have no doubts Glenn is attracted to my wife. We've hung out with him and his wife on many occasions, and I've caught him staring at Amanda countless times. Amanda often tells me she thinks Glenn is handsome to purposely get me jealous, and I throw it back at her by encouraging her to sleep with him for a promotion. All of that has been an ongoing joke between us, but I have no doubts that the feelings are there. It's pretty obvious. And I know I should be jealous and probably talk to her about the whole situation, but I have to admit that it's a turn on to pretend that my wife and her older boss are fucking each other at work. Glenn has a huge desk in his office, and I've fantasized about Amanda on her knees beneath that table sucking his cock while he's doing work. I don't blame Amanda for being attractive to Glenn. Even I have to admit that he's good-looking, although I've never admitted that to her.

As an avid runner, Amanda runs 3 to 5 times a week. When she first started getting into it about 2 years ago, she would just train by herself, using the treadmill in our home or at the gym, or running on one of the many trails in our neighborhood. However, as Amanda became interested in competitive racing, she quickly developed a group with whom she began to train regularly with. Bryan is part of that group. Although she once complained to me that he often openly ogles most of the female runners, I always suspected that she secretly invites his attention. Because I noticed Amanda's running attire became a lot skimpier after Bryan became one of their regular members, usually nothing more than a snug sports bra and tight spandex.

I always imagine Bryan trailing behind her during their runs, staring at her ass the whole time, running with an erection. He has the typical build of a runner like Amanda, lean and fit, muscular but not huge like a bodybuilder, a keeps his head fully shaved. During one of the few instances when I ran with Amanda and her group, and Bryan was there, he ran with his shirt off, and it was very hard not to notice the heavy sweat glistening off his chiseled, sculpted body.

Amanda and I have known Philip for about a year, and only casually at that. He's a waiter and one of our favorite Italian restaurants. Amanda always asks for one of his tables when we go there, and I can see why. Of Asian descent, he's tall and muscular, and wears his hair in a long ponytail that adds a flair of exoticness to his appearance. Not to mention that it makes him look even more youthful. We've made enough small talk with Philip to learn that he has a wife and 4 children, the youngest who is 5 and the oldest who's almost finishing high school! He's always been too embarrassed to tell us his age, but there isn't a speck of gray in his ponytail. Philip always kisses Amanda hand when he sees us, and will flirt with her outrageously, all while joking with us good-naturedly. I've lost track of how many times he's commented on Amanda's beauty, much to my wife's delight.

Of everyone in the group, Jansen is the biggest wildcard. And, if my suspicion is correct, has the biggest cock out of everyone gathered. He and I met at the local gym about 3 months ago. At 6'5, shoulder-length wavy blonde hair, rippling pecs and abs, arms and legs the size of tree trunks, and penetrating blue eyes, he's built like a god. Whenever I see him at the gym, he always seems to be talking to, or surrounded by, beautiful women vying for his attention. For weeks, I struggled on how to approach him with my proposition...struggled on whether or I should even approach him or not. But one day as I was went into the locker room to wash up and pack my things to go home, I saw him in the shower. Rather, I saw him soaping his toned, naked body, and his thick cock that reminded me of an elephant trunk. I had to catch myself from staring. But of the many other thoughts that raced through my mind at that exact moment, one was extremely clear: I wanted to see that monster cock inside of Amanda. Armed with my cell phone containing pics of Amanda in various states of undress and sexual positions, I approached Jansen about gangbanging my wife.

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"Uh, hi, Amanda," Dimitri greeted my wife awkwardly. He was trying to cover his burgeoning erection with one hand while waving at Amanda with the other. Her astonished expression slowly turned into a smile as she shook her head wryly. My wife wasn't naïve, she knew that my best friend had lusted after her for all these years. Her grin grew even wider at the realization that he was finally going to have her.

Amanda's eyes moved to a man standing close by, hands on his hips as if he was trying really hard to show off his erection. Quite frankly, his cock was impressive. The skin was smooth and shiny, and I could discern the bulging purplish veins even from where I was standing. Even more noticeable was how the tip of his cock had a slight curve to it, about 45 degrees. I could only imagine how much more physical stimulation that little bend would give my wife as it slid into her pussy. Then I began to ponder how it would feel like having that exotic looking penis plunging into my ass....

"Bryan. Wow, you're here. And naked," Amanda said drolly.

"Sure am! You have your husband to thank for that. Don't worry, gorgeous. We're going to have fun and treat you real good tonight." His leer spoke louder than his words.

Amanda looked at the tall man standing towards the back of the room, idly rubbing his scrotum and stroking his massive cock as he leaned against the wall. "I don't think I know you," she told him.

"Oh, you two have never met. I know Jansen from the gym. I invited him here tonight because I figured you'd enjoy fucking him," I said nonchalantly. That drew a chuckle from everyone including Amanda, which energized me even more. I was the only one who noticed how her eyes gleamed and widened imperceptibly in astonishment as she beheld the monstrosity that was Jansen's sex organ, and how her eyes lingered there for the briefest of moments. I had to stop myself from staring, as well.

Amanda looked the man with the black ponytail next. There was a flicker of recognition on her face, and I realized she was attempting to recall his name. "You remember Philip, don't you? I know, hard recognize him out of context."

My wife was embarrassed. "Philip! I'm so sorry! I'm just a little overwhelmed right now, and, um, not used to seeing you without your clothes on."

Philip didn't say anything. He merely nodded gravely at her and looked all business.

Finally, Amanda acknowledged the last man in the group. I knew deep down inside she was avoiding him, which made blood rush between my legs even more. Like Dimitri, Glenn had an awkward, embarrassed expression and, like my childhood friend, was failing miserably in trying to cover his hard-on with one hand. Amanda and Glenn stared at each other from across the room. Both were smiling and blushing awkwardly, and I knew something personal and unspoken was passing between them.

Amanda indicated the 5 men with a sweep of her arm. "This is crazy on so many levels. But THIS" --- she pointed at Glenn --- "is really REALLY...did you stop to think how much trouble we can get into?"

"Of course I did, hon. I've been planning this for months, remember? I know you two want each other" ---I smirked as Amanda exchanged a guilty look with Glenn--- "and what can be sweeter than forbidden fruit?"

There were low comments and whistles of surprise. For some reason, it got me off to see the worried look on Amanda's and Glenn's faces.

I gently ushered my wife to the middle of our living room. The men slowly gathered around her, and I could see the hungry looks in their eyes, like a pack of wild animals barely held in check, chomping at the bit to devour their prey.

"I had everyone take blood tests and get checked for STD's, so you don't have to worry about any of that," I assured my wife.

She replied dryly, "Wow, thanks. You thought of everything, didn't you? Is this why you convinced me to get on the pill?" Her tone was dripping with sarcasm.

"Damn, what if one of us knocked you up, but you didn't know who was daddy? Kinda hot, if you ask me." Bryan cracked. "Ha!"

I hugged my wife one final time. "I planned this because I want to give you something special and make you happy," I whispered in her ear.

"I love you." Amanda said it so lowly that no one else could hear it. She raised up to her tiptoes and kissed me, and it was filled with such love that it made all the other men jealous.

I pulled away reluctantly. "Mmmm....hold that thought." I quickly turned on all the lights in the living room, bathing the room in brightness.

"Dude, don't you think it'd set the mood better if you kept the lights dimmed?" Dimitri asked. He looked more nervous than anyone, even Glenn.

"Not when I'm going to be watching and recording every little detail." I withdrew my cell phone and started recording. "This is what you're all going to do. When I give you the signal, you're all going to help my wife out of her clothes. Then she's going to get on her knees, and you're all going to line up for blowjobs. Dimitri first then Glenn, Bryan and Philip, then Jansen last. Babe, try to take it easy on them and don't make anyone cum too quickly. I want this night to last for a while and don't need everyone shooting their loads prematurely."

Amanda beamed me her crooked smile which always made my cock stir. "I'll try my hardest not to," she promised sardonically.

I paused for dramatic effect. The men were clearly anxious to get their hands on my wife, and Amanda, too, looked like she was ready to give a good account of herself.

"You may begin."

Everyone descended on my wife and had their hands on her instantly. Some were trying to be gentle as they attempted to help her out of her tight black dress. Others tore at the fabric, literally ripping her clothes off. Everyone was getting in each other's way, and it was a disorganized mess.

It made me rock-hard.

Dimitri dropped to his knees, reached up Amanda's short skirt, and drew her panties down her smooth legs. She managed to deftly step out of them even with eager hands still all over her body.

Dimitri stared my wife's underwear before sniffing it, then looked over at me. "Black silky thongs, just like you said she'd be wearing. And they smell so good." Somehow, in the midst of getting her clothing torn off by several very horny men, Amanda managed to shake her head at me with a smile.

It didn't take long for my wife to be stripped completely naked. Everyone instinctively stepped back to soak in her nudity. Dimitri, Philip, and Jansen simply stared at my wife in open appreciation. Bryan and Glenn circled her like sharks, studying every inch and curve of her body.

"Absolutely stunning, just as I've always imagined," Glenn said admiringly. "I have no idea why your husband wants to share you with us, but we are definitely not complaining, baby doll."

Amanda actually had a radiant smile on her face. Her nipples and clit were visibly hard. She was relishing the attention as I hoped she would; as I expected would.

"You are a thing of beauty, Amanda," Philip complimented her.

"Thank you," she responded warmly.

Bryan was still circling her, examining her. "Those perfect tits and that shaved pussy are driving me crazy."

I amusingly thought there'd be a riot if I didn't let the men touch my wife soon. "Ok, gentlemen. Time to get into the blowjob line. And, please, no pushing. There will be plenty of cocksucking for everyone. Hon, if you'd be so kind as to get on your knees?"

Amanda did so without a word. The men quickly lined up in front of her, a few feet away, stroking themselves once again, getting their cocks ready for my wife's mouth.

"Dimitri, you may approach."

My childhood friend moved robotically, uncertainty suddenly etched on his face and he advanced towards Amanda, erection in hand. She smiled at him to put him at ease, and it was a look that was warmer than the sun. He stopped a few inches in front of her. I stared intently at my cell phone screen as I continued to record.

"You know, Amanda. As much as I want this....as much as I've have fantasized about... you don't have to do this. I definitely don't want---"

Amanda cut him off by wrapping a gentle hand around his sex organ. Our friend's back immediately extended, and his entire body seem to stiffen in shock. "Shhh....it's ok, my big teddy bear," she told him soothingly. "I wouldn't be here if I didn't want to do this. For myself. For my husband." She paused. "For you." She looked at me briefly as she spoke, her eyes penetrating me even through the camera lens. But I knew what she was doing: teasing me and making me happy, and at the same time putting Dimitri at ease. I loved her so much.

Amanda looked up at our friend, still smiling sweetly, as she kissed his cockhead. His moan was immediate. She twisted her head down to lick the underside of his cock, from the base to the very tip, slow in her maneuver. Then my wife pushed her head forward and swallowed him halfway.

"Christ, that feels so good," Dimitri breathed rapturously. He began slowly pumping his pelvis, but Amanda latched her hands onto his hips to keep him still. She wanted to do all the work and control him. As my wife proceeded to suck his cock, Dimitri reached down and tenderly tucked her silky hair behind an ear. It was a display of affection, and it also gave me a great profile of my friend's cock disappearing into my wife's mouth.

Amanda continued to expertly bob her head up and down Dimitri's pole, keeping a slow rhythmic pace to prevent a premature ejaculation. It only served to drive our friend crazy, and everyone else as we watched in lust-filled silence. My wife had us all hard.

"I think about you and your husband so much," Dimitri confessed in short, ragged breaths. He was defenseless before her oral onslaught, unable to contain his thoughts, and his words made me curious. But he was starting to squirm uncontrollably, and I knew he was about to blow his load. I chuckled to myself. Amanda wasn't even a minute into her first blowjob; I knew she was that good from firsthand experience.

My best friend undoubtedly wanted to cum in my wife's throat. I'm sure he had been dreaming about this moment for years. Almost reluctantly, and definitely cruelly, I called out "Next!"

Amanda pulled back and slipped Dimitri out. There was a loud intake of air as she swallowed whatever was in her mouth and giggled. Dimitri leaned down and kissed her affectionately before stepping to the side.

Glenn approached cautiously as Dimitri vacated his spot. "Hi, Glenn," Amanda greeted her boss from her knees as if it was just another day at the office.

"Hello, Mandy" Glenn responded slowly, calling my wife by the pet name that I thought, up until that precise moment, was exclusive only to me. For some reason, hearing him call her that made me more jealous than the fact that she was about to suck his cock and be gangbanged.

But for now, Amanda's boss couldn't believe the situation he currently found himself in. He kneeled down to be eyelevel with Amanda, and gave her a loving hug which she happily returned. I noticed how tightly their chests pressed against each other.

There was a mischievous glint in Amanda's eyes as she pulled back. "So I have to ask you, Glenn. Have you ever thought about...us? Together like this?"

His response was instant. "Oh my, yes, darling. All the time. I have been fantasizing about you since the moment we met. I still remember how you looked the day you strolled into my office for the very first time...what you were wearing, how you had your hair done... I even remember the scent of your perfume."

My wife grinned slyly. She was thoroughly enjoying herself. "Don't you think I deserve a raise if I'm going to suck and fuck you tonight?" she wondered aloud in feigned plaintiveness. Amanda gave me a furtive wink at our inside joke.

Everyone's jaw dropped.

"Damn," Dimitri said, shaking his head in disbelief.

Bryan nodded his head in appreciation and looked at me. "That is one smart woman you're married to!"

Poor Glenn. He looked panicked, clearly unsure if he should proceed, or leave and pretend like this night never happened. But Amanda threw her head back and laughed. His fate was sealed when she enclosed her hand around his cock. She was already pulling his erection to her face as she ushered him to his feet.

"You know, Glenn," she purred in a sultry tone, "I think of you a lot, too. You sitting in your office, in that big black leather chair, while I'm my knees...just like this." With her hand still wrapped around his pole, she began swirling the pad of her thumb over his cockhead, playing it like some kind of obscene joystick. His expression showed the effect it was having on him. "I think it'd be fun if I crawled under your desk and took you in my mouth while you're working. That desk is so big, your secretary could even walk in and not even notice me down there."

I was certain that was a real fantasy for my wife. I had to admit, it was a good one. I looked at Glenn. Panic had turned into desperation.

"Please, Mandy. Stop teasing me. Take me into your mouth."

Amanda snickered and opened her lips wide, letting her boss thrust his cock into her mouth. She took him in only about a quarter of the way, electing to stimulate his hard pole in a twisting motion while she sucked on its head.

Glenn howled. "God, that feels wonderful! It's been so long since I... please don't stop." He weaved his fingers through my wife's soft hair. "You're so beautiful. So perfect. You have no idea how badly I've want you, baby girl."

Amanda seemed to work his cock harder and faster at his words. I zoomed the camera in close as spit and precum began oozing down her chin. Her audience was captivated, some even offering words of encouragement as Amanda worked her magic, grunting in exertion.

Like Dimitri, Glenn had been lusting for my wife for years. And like Dimitri, Glenn wouldn't be able to contain himself for very long.

"Next batter!" I called out before my wife's boss could ejaculate into her mouth.

Glenn groaned in frustration as he reluctantly withdrew from my Amanda's mouth. She wiped her chin and beamed him a devastating smile. A thick strand of ooze dripped out of his penis as he grudgingly moved away.

Bryan was smirking, tapping his cock against an open palm. I again noticed how his erection was curved at the end. I could only imagine the added stimulation Amanda would feel when that little hook slid into her pussy. Would it hurt?

Bryan didn't say a word as he quickly closed the distance to my wife. When he was directly in front of her, he slipped his hand behind Amanda's head and bunched her hair in a ponytail before jamming his pole down her throat. "That's right, baby. I got something for you, and you're going to enjoy it." His other hand clamped onto her throat, keeping her head in place as he brutally began to throatfuck her.

Even though his harsh treatment of my wife was a major turn on, it, nevertheless, still made me a little uncomfortable. Bryan was wildly thrusting in and out of her mouth, his head tossed back as yelled "Oh yeah!" over and over again. There was a wet gurgling sound emanating from the back of my wife's throat as she calmly and expertly accepted the abuse. Spunk was spewing down her chin again, this time much more copiously, rolling down her neck and dripping onto her pretty tits. My wife's eyes were now bloodshot, and she was snorting for air. I watched it all through the screen of my camera phone for only a moment before I approached, intent on stopping them.