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    and how that experiment played out over the course of thirty years. (MMF, d/s, reluc, bi, anal, swinger, voy, cuck, d**gs, alcohol)***It was 1979 and we doing more d**gs than would be considered appropriate in these more conservative times. Cindi, my wife of two years, and I had a friend that became a major cocaine importer and he was always handing out little bindles of fun to everyone in our group. We were already pot smokers, so the addition of an upper also required the introduction of something that would let us get to sleep at the end of the evening which was, of course, alcohol. Looking back I can hardly believe the risks we took with the d**g use, but as it turned out d**gs were the least of my problems.If you have ever done cocaine, you know that it alters perceptions and gives the user a sense of invincibility. Some people get so wired, they can't perform sexually while others feel as though their sex drive is in over drive. Mix the rush of cocaine with alcohol and pot, and one's judgment becomes seriously impaired. Both Cindi and I went into sexual hyper drive with the mixture of d**gs and booze.Keep in mind we are talking about a world before AIDS, HIV or herpes. Back then everything picked up while riding bare back could be handled with an injection of penicillin. Cindi was young and beautiful. She attracted a fair amount of male attention. Cindi had the type of body that practically screamed sex. The d**gs had an interesting effect on me. For reasons I can't entirely explain, I developed an interest in seeing Cindi being screwed by another guy. I hadn't ever heard the term cuckold. I just thought she might like the pleasure after a few years of the same cock. I thought it might be nice to have another woman and it was only fair that we both get to experience another person after a few years of marriage. I also wanted to see her make love to a woman because I was positive it was something she wanted to do, again. She told me about a threesome she was in just before we met. She never said it wasn't anything other than awkward and despite my proposals that we try it again, she kept saying no. Optimally, I'd be watching while Cindi was having sex with someone else. When we visited NYC, I nearly got Cindi to go to Plato's Retreat, one of the first swinger sex clubs that sprung up across the country in the mid 1970's. We talked about going, but Cindi didn't like the scene. She thought it would be creepy and that reality would never match my fantasy. Looking back I'm certain she was correct. Also, although no one knew about HIV, AIDS was being passed around by sexually active people who didn't practice safe sex. Safe sex is a concept that would not come into being for three plus years. Back then, as long as the woman didn't get pregnant it was all safe sex.Another aspect of my personality that changed due to d**g use was that I had come to prefer giving Cindi oral pleasure over conventional sex. We had been married for two years and I thought this was just a phase. As it turns out, it is a phase that has lasted to 2012, about 33 years.One night we returned home from visiting with friends. We had done cocaine, smoked pot and drank a bottle of cognac. As we started to undress for bed, I raised the topic of her sleeping with another man. Cindi warned me she didn't think the actual experience would measure up and that it would negatively impact our relationship. We both knew that her best friend's former husband had a crush on Cindi. We both liked Charlie and enjoyed his company. Charlie was a nice guy, a great designer and comfortable with both of us. He had a crush, but never did anything out of respect for both of us. I mentioned to Cindi that we might consider Charlie as the third person and that this evening might be the right time because we are both a bit high and we knew Charlie was as well because he was at the party. Charlie only lived a few blocks away from us back then, so it would only take him a minute to travel to our house if we decided to extend the invitation and he decided to accept.Cindi was probably pretty high because her resolve broke down in only a few minutes. I described some sexually arousing scenes and I could see the wheels spinning in Cindi's eyes. Cindi said that we would all have to retain the power to stop. If one of us wanted it to stop, we would all have to stop. Cindi's suggestion sounded good to me, so we decided to call Charlie and see if he was interested. This was risky because if Charlie didn't want to join us, he might tell some of the other people with whom we hung out and that would change everything. In hindsight I should have known that Charlie wouldn't turn down the opportunity to screw Cindi under any circumstances.As it turned out, Charlie was anxious to join us and couldn't believe his good luck. He hadn't yet changed after arriving home from the party and was on his way in seconds. In only a few minutes, Charlie was in our living room. We all took out our bindles of cocaine, rolled a few fat joints and poured three glasses of cognac. We snorted, smoked and drank for about 15 minutes, each of us a bit uncomfortable about the new arrangement. I suggested we move into the bedroom. Once all three of us were sitting on the bed, Charlie reached over and kissed Cindi, a long, slow kiss. I don't know what I thought would happen, but Cindi kissed back. She seemed to like what was happening more than I had imagined. Charlie was rubbing Cindi over her pants and she began to get lost in the motion. The one thing about Cindi I have always admired is that she gets completely lost in sex, with or without d**gs. With d**gs she disappears into a cloud of pleasure. We all began to take off our clothes, though I was sitting at the foot of the bed and they were at the other end of the king sized bed making out. There was only one candle in the room, no electric lights. Cindi wanted it that way to enhance the fantasy. The candle light danced and I was watching Charlie lift Cindi's sweater off, then her t-shirt. Cindi never wore a bra. Cindi looked to me for approval, or perhaps just to make sure I was still okay, and then she began to lift Charlie's shirt. A few minutes later and they were both fully undressed. Charlie was kissing Cindi and I was rubbing her feet as she had requested. She thought that having her feet rubbed would help her to not have a panic attack. Cindi was apprehensive about the impact having another man in the mix would have on our marriage. I offered a lesbian, but Cinidi insisted that if we were going to have a third person in the mix she preferred penises over vaginas. Personally, I always thought Cindi was gay or at least bi.Charlie and Cindi were scooting their bodies down the bed so Charlie would be in position to mount her. All of a sudden, just as Charlie was about to enter her, I had a panic attack and both of them knew I was freaking out. They stopped what they were doing and both placed a hand on me. My heart was racing. The thought of Charlie putting his penis in Cindi was just too frightening and upsetting to bare. As it turned out they both thought things were moving a bit too quickly and neither seemed to mind a break or at least a slow down in the action. We talked about the things we do to calm down when we were upset. Charlie revealed that since he and Sally broke up, he tried the gay lifestyle. Back then gay men were having a great time. Bath houses, sex parties, it was a fun time to be young and gay in America.Charlie mentioned that he enjoyed sucking a man's cock and found it be very relaxing. Without another word he leaned over and started to suck my cock in front of Cindi. I always had an interest in gay sex, but had never discussed the topic with Cindi. I looked at her and she at me. We both couldn't believe that a man was sucking my dick with her sitting right there.Charlie's blow job was incredible. I laid back and all the tension just vanished. Then Charlie looked up and eyeballed me. He said I'd enjoy giving him head and that it would relieve my apprehension about his screwing Cindi. Cindi, who had been stroking Charlie's hair as he sucked me, started to scratch my head and gently directed my mouth down to Charlie's erect penis. Charlie wasn't particularly big and I could easily take him into my mouth. I had dreamed about giving head to a man, but never imagined I would be doing it for Charlie and in front of Cindi. As I began to suck Charlie, he and Cindi began kissing, again. It seemed like I was sucking Charlie for 20 minutes, when he pulled out and said, now it is Cindi's turn to have some fun. He rolled over onto his back and pulled Cindi over so she could sit on his erection. Once Cindi was comfortably bobbing up and down, Charlie told me to start rimming her rear hole and running my tongue up and down his shaft as it went in and out. Some of you may find this unusual, but being invited to engage, orally, made me feel like I was part of what was happening.Cindi's first orgasm didn't take long. I could hear her moaning the way she does when orgasms sweep over her. I could also taste and smell her sex. While running my tongue up and down Charlie's shaft, I could feel him spasm and then his cum began to leak out of Cindi's swollen cunt. I could see and hear Charlie sucking Cindi's breasts and imagined he had been doing just that while I licked their genitals.After Charlie's penis retreated, Cindi rolled off of him. They laid next to each other, both having enjoyed a powerful orgasm. Cindi said she was happy and couldn't recall having four powerful orgasms. Cindi is always concerned about cum stains on the expensive sheets and we could see the cum leaking out of her. Charlie said that I should clean her up before the cum stains reached the sheets. Cindi grabbed me by the hair and with both hands placed my mouth over her leaky vagina. I knew what she and Charlie wanted, they wanted me to eat his cum out of her cunt. Funny thing is, I was completely happy to place my lips on her vagina lips. I started to suck away.After about 15 minutes of eating and sucking on Cindi's vagina, Cindi said I needed to clean Charlie's penis of her juices. Having been so instructed, I leaned over and took Charlie's soft penis in my mouth and started to suck. We were all young back then and though it was only about 30 minutes since he had an orgasm, Charlie was starting to harden in my mouth. I really liked having a penis in my mouth. Sucking his penis calmed me down the way sucking on a bottle comforts a baby.We didn't have sex again that night. Instead we all sat in bed talking about what happened and promising each other that we would never speak about the evening with anyone. The next morning Cindi had to leave very early to meet friends for a ski trip to Aspen. She left Charlie and me in bed together. We were both naked when she walked out the door. I can only guess what she thought would happen.Cindi was gone for 5 minutes when I reach over and held Charlie's penis in my hand. It was a few hours since he and Cindi had an orgasm. I never had the opportunity to cum. Charlie felt my hard penis under the sheets and then slide down to the foot of the bed. Charlie took me into his mouth and I came in only a few minutes. Charlie slid up my body and began to drop my own sperm in my mouth. It was strange to taste my own spunk, but everything that had happened in the last few hours was strange when measured against the three decades that came before and it was about to get stranger.Charlie rolled me over on my stomach, opened the Vaseline, rubbed it on his shaft and my bung hole and before I fully appreciated what was happening he had slide his penis into my rear. Charlie fucked me the way he fucked Cindi only a few hours earlier. The next few minutes were a blur, but it was a wonderful blur. When it was over, my ass was sore and sperm dripped down my leg. It was amazing to have a man's penis in me. I understood why women loved being filled by a warm penis. His thrusts wiped my mind clear of all thoughts but his satisfaction.Charlie, Cindi and I got together a few more times. So far as I know, none of us ever told anyone else. The next year Cindi and I moved across the country because I was transferred by my employer. Not long after we moved, Charlie died in an accident. Cindi found out that Charlie had taken me in the rear. Charlie told her how much I liked getting fucked. For years she has teased me about how much I liked sucking a penis and being fucked like a girl. She also liked to describe her fantasy of cum leaking out of her vagina while I sucked and licked her to orgasm. Until a few months ago, all we had was a memory to super charge our sex life. Memories of Cindi being fucked hard by another guy, a good friend, was a common fantasy for both of us. That changed a few months ago.Fast forward to 2012. I was smoking pot and drinking a martini when I got the notion to advertise on Craig's List to find a man to join us the way Charlie had all those years ago. Cindi teased me that I might freak out if it worked. The ad generated replies within seconds of being posted. Most of the responses were from men that were either too young or too dumb, or both. One ad was different. The man in the photo was 60ish, 6' and well built. Turned out he was a trainer and helped keep high powered executives in shape. His name was Allen. Allen sent us a photo of him standing fully naked. He had a long, fat penis that had a really large head. Allan had a nice tan and was in very good condition. I showed Cindi his photos and she smiled. Cindi asked me if I could handle her liking the sex. She also reminded me that if she liked the sex, I might not get much anymore because her sex drive isn't what it used to be back in the 1970's. She said one dick was about all she really wanted. Like before, I thought I could handle it. The thought of seeing Cindi being fucked by a big dick with an ever bigger head was just too exciting. I wasn't thinking clearly. We called Allen and arranged for him to visit with a clean bill of health from his doctor in hand.Allen was as handsome in person as he was in the photos. We were about the same size, but we knew his penis was huge. We sat in the living room drinking a bottle of wine when Allen asked Cindi if she would enjoy a massage. Little did he know that Cindi would sell me for a good massage. In addition to training men, Alan was often hired to massage the wives of the powerful men.They walked toward the bedroom while I cleaned up the glasses and went to the kitchen. I got the almond oil and walked toward the bedroom. Both Cindi and Allen were naked and Cindi had Allen's penis in her hand. They were engrossed in a deep tongue kiss and didn't even notice me enter the room. I stood there watching with my penis in my hand when Allen directed me to sit on the floor. Then, he positioned Cindi so her behind was right in front of my face. In a strong forceful tone he told me to start rimming Cindi. He also said that I'd have to be satisfied licking Cindi's ass because he was going to be her only source of sexual pleasure. I didn't know what to say and just looked at Cindi to see if she approved. Cindi just kept kissing Allen while I used my tongue to rim her hole. I was feeling a bit crazy. In only a few minutes, my lovely wife was being completely dominated by this stranger. He told her to get in the bed on all fours and she complied. He placed his large penis in her vagina and she began to moan almost immediately. I don't know how she got it all in, but Cindi's pussy just kept stretching to take it. In between her moans she would say how much she liked the large head of Allen's penis and how it hit her G spot just right.After 15 minutes or so of pounding Cindi, Allen rolled over with Cindi on top. Allen instructed me to suck his balls as Cindi rode him, hard. I sucked his balls and licked his shaft. It was a total repeat of 30 years earlier except his penis was twice the size of Charlie's penis or mine. When the cum started to pour out, I had clean up duties. Cinidi didn't say much she was so exhausted, but she did mention that it was good that I liked to rim her and suck Allen because that was about all the sex I would enjoy going forward. Cindi assured me that she loved me, but she didn't want to sacrifice the good sex she just enjoyed unless I absolutely could not handle her having sex with Allen. She knew that I always placed her happiness above mine and I reluctantly agreed to the new circumstances. Actually, Cindi made it clear that whether or not I liked it, Allen was going to be the guy that got to fuck her from now on.Cindi reminded me that she only likes being fucked a few time per week and she wasn't going to waste those two times with anything other than Allen's giant dick. Cindi held Allen in her hand and told me to suck the dick that was giving her so much pleasure. My job was to fluff Allen which means that I would get him hard and ready for Cindi.Allen comes over twice a week. He fucks Cindi blind and afterwards I clean him up while jerking myself off. He leaves after a few hours of fucking and then Cindi has me clean up her pussy before it stains the linens. You have to be careful about what you ask for. I never expected another man would win my wife over. I thought we would have sex and then go back to normal. Now, Allen is planning to service Cindi for the indefinite future. It is a good thing I like eating his spunk out of Cindi almost more than screwing her because that is all I'm ever allowed to do anymore. Cindi says his penis hits her G spot in just the right spot because of the large head. She also said she didn't even realize how intense her orgasms could be with the right penis.END

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