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18/03/2020
My wife Marci and a I were both twenty-five when this happened. We are both from the same Portuguese-American community outside of Boston. I’m a third generation full blooded Portuguese man. Marci’s father is Portuguese, but her mother and as born in Morocco. The immigrated to America after she was born.
We are both short in stature. I’m 5’6” and she is only 5’ 2”, our friends call us such a cute “little couple”. It doesn’t bother us at all as we are deeply in-love and we are in fact cute.
We both have black hair and dark colored eyes. My hair is thick so I keep it short and well groomed. Marci’s hair is waist length and silky shiny all the time. Where we differ the most is our skin complexion. I have more of an olive color tint. She has her mothers light brown skin color.
She had the face of a porcelain doll. She looks younger than her mid twenties for sure. She may be short but she has full sized tits and a perfect ass. When she is aroused or is cold her large nipples become very hard. Often the source of embarrassment for her. She seldom wears clothes that put her in situation where her obviously erect nipples draw unwanted attention.
Teaching dance is his passion. It also keeps her very fit and happy. Or sex life started out awkwardly at first with both of us being very inexperienced (she was a virgin). But over a couple years things got much better. It wasn’t until we had been married over a year before she would agree to giving and receiving oral sex. No she can suck an orange through a straw.
I had no choice to also get pretty good at dancing. We would often be the center of attentive n at parties and when out at the club. People would stand around and cheer us on as we danced.
My friends that work construction with me teased me. But their wives and girl friends gave them hell because they wished they had men that could dance. I set the bar higher than those knuckleheads could ever reach. That turned Marci on and usually led to some great sex afterwards.
For me I got to xtra turned on by the way other men watched her body move as she danced. I would often catch men making remarks about her body or what they would do to her in bed. Initially it made me jealous, but over time it became a turn on for me.
I once mentioned to Marci that I did enjoy other men appreciating the way she moved and looked. She got angry that I could be ok with other men objectifying her. It took me a little while to dig myself out of that miscalculation. I thought she would like the attention.
We would have regular get togethers at our home. All of our mutual friends were either married or had significant others. Except for BG (Big George), a gentle giant of a man. But socially awkward and at twenty-three he was still a virgin.
BG is white over 6’ tall with a broad back and shoulders. His arms and legs are thickly muscled and hairy like his chest. The guy is incredibly strong and probably the main reason no one messed with me. BG isn’t a handsome guy by any means. He wears his brown hair cut low to his head. He squints all the time and has a large nose. His cheeks are pox marked from childhood acne problems. Big also has a pretty large gut as he loves beer and food.
That being said he is the quintessential teddy bear. Very protective of his friends and the type of guy that would give you the shirt if his back. I genuinely loved the big guy. We were closer than real brothers. My older brother was a white color prick that thought he was better than the rest of us.
BG was always pretty quite even at our home parties. I often felt for him feeling his loneliness or the awkwardness he felt always being solo. I tried to find women to introduce him to but with no success. He would often confide in me that he believed he would never meet anyone that would ever date him.
So I made it my purpose in life to help BG find someone that would love him. He and I joined a gym to maybe help him trim down a little. Which he did after a couple months. I also added a few pounds of muscle with his coaching help. He still had a gut but it was hard and round versus flabby and round. He did meet some women but they clearly only saw BG as a “nice guy” and nothing more. His shyness didn’t help his cause at all either.
It was quite the revelation after one workout where we decided to shower eat the gym before meeting friends out at a bar. For those of you that watched GoT and remember the scene where Hodor was naked. You will remember how big his cock the was. That’s how seeing BG makes for the first time struck me.
His soft cock was thick and hung half way down the length of his thigh. Dwarfing my 6.5 inch cock when mine was hard. The huge ball sack that accompanied his big cock was equally impressive. I almost started calling him Hodor after that day.
That evening I had a few to many and told Marci about what I had seen. She asked me if I was gay staring at another man. I assured her I wasn’t, but merely caught off guard by what I saw. She quickly changed the subject so I let it go.
BG and I were about five months into his makeover. But still had zero luck in finding him a date. He had let his hair grow out and had a hip haircut. But girls would still tell me he was not attractive enough or he was to introverted.
I was getting desperate for him. I seriously thought about hiring a prostitute to date him for a short time. I believed if he had sex for the first time and even a short relationship it would give home more self confidence. Well that option was a no go when I found how much it would cost me.
One night Marci and I were in bed. I told her how frustrated I was with our progress. After listening to me rant for a while. Marci said one word, “Dancing”.
I looked at her not understanding what she meant. She told me dancing was The best aphrodisiac for women. Women loved men who can dance. I thought she was crazy. Then she reminded me how women reacted to me when they saw how good I can dance.
She had a point being a short guy I had plenty of women flirt with me over the years. I asked her if she would help him learn to dance. She thought about it for a long moment. She agreed but doubted he would want to learn. Adding that not everyone can dance well even after lessons.
When I approached BG about learning to dance and the potential benefits to learning. Marci was right, he was adamantly against trying. Siting his two left feet and being a big ox.
I persisted with the idea appealing to his desire to meet and date women. Marci even agreed to give him private lessons so he wouldn’t be humiliated. His first lesson was after her normal business hours.
Marci came home from that first lesson and was very optimistic and she also had sore toes from him stepping on them. She also said he was very nervous to touch her. He became still and hard to instruct.
I thought the idea was DOA after the apparent epic failure. Marci surprised me saying she wouldn’t give up on him. She could tell he really wanted to learn and that made her heart melt for him. She added jokingly he was actually better than I was my first time.
The next few lessons were mostly the same. His progress was slow but his determination remained steadfast. Then Marci came home earlier than normal one night. She seemed flustered after coming home. I asked her if everything was ok and she said things were fine. Which usually meant things weren’t really fine. But she definitely didn’t want to talk about what ever it was.
Later that night she was restless and tossed and turned. Finally, she asked me if I were awake and of course I was with all of her moving. She said she was going to stop giving BG lessons. I turned to face her asking her why. She didn’t answer me right away. But then told me that BG has got aroused during his last lesson.
I couldn’t help but bust out laughing. Marci didn’t think it was funny at all. I apologized but told her BG was a man. He was no less susceptible to her beauty and the way she could move than I or any other man. I think the idea was a surprise to her. I mean this was BG we were talking about right.
I asked her if she had ever had a like experience with any other man she had ever taught. Marci stuttered and blushed saying she had but that was different. I asked her again if she quit teaching them. She looked down telling me she hadn’t. I wondered in that moment if those times correlated with nights she was also extremely horny. I reiterated to her BG was still a man underneath all that shyness and awkwardness. Thinking to myself and more man than many with what he was packing between his legs.
Marci looked down saying she hadn’t stopped teaching anyone else for that reason. I asked her not to give up she n BG either. Secretly turned on by him being hot for his teacher. It was my turn for jokes saying she probably was force to arms length from him as big as he was down there.
I was a little shocked when she did agree that he was huge from what she could tell. She quickly added that he wasn’t very attractive though. We went to sleep and now I was restless wondering about her and his big cock.
There were no more incidents after that. She did tell me he got hard sometimes but she was able to get past it as he was actually getting better at dancing. So after months of lessons BG made his dancing debut and did well.
He wasn’t as smooth as I was but he did well for a big guy. He even got a few dances with a couple women. He seemed a little less socially awkward but still couldn’t get past his fear of approaching women.
I was talking to Marci about it one night. She agreed he was still struggling with his self confidence. She added that she did all she could for him. I mentioned that if he could only have sex for the first time he might be able to move on with life. Marci agreed with me saying BG is a super nice guy but honestly he just was very attractive.
I sat for a long time in my own thoughts. I told old Marci that she was the only woman he seemed comfortable with after spending months teaching him. She agreed but it took a log time for him to get comfortable. I told her that the dancing brought them together often enough for him to get somewhat comfortable. I doubted any woman we knew would give him that much time. Even if they could get past his rough looks.
We both sat in silence in our own thoughts. I took a deep breath before saying that I thought she could do more to help him out. She sighed saying she taught him all she could about dancing. Her head snapped to look at me with wide brown eyes after I said,”You could take his virginity.”.
Her mouth hung open for a long time before she said “What?!”.
I was wished in that moment I would have kept my inside words inside of my mouth. But it was to late for that now. Before she could get angry I quickly explained that BG was more of a brother to me than my own brother was. How worried I was for him. My tears flowing down my face probably saved my life that night.
Marci didn’t get mad at me. She told me she loved me for my big heart and the fact I loved BG so much. But she just couldn’t do something like that mostly because she was married. She also said she didn’t think she could have sex with him either because she just was attracted to him at all.
I let it go not wanting to push my luck. Over the next few week’s however. When our group of friends got together Marci acted differently towards BG. She showed him more attention as well as danced with him more in mixed company. I didn’t miss her subtle glances at his crotch either after a few drinks.
I would courage BG to ask her to dance. He seemed very happy out on the dance floor. Marci was always happy on the dance floor especially after a few drinks. When a slow song started Marci was surprised when BG took her hand and kept her out there. Normally he was the one that bolted back to our tables when a slow song came on .
I heard a couple people make smart ads comments about Marci being taken hostage. I immediately chastised them for it. The song ended and Marci returned to our table. Her face was red and she seemed off. BG was right behind her trying to adjust his apparent hard on as discretely as possible.
No one else seemed to notice. Marci looked at his crotch quickly before asking me to get her another drink. She was clearly aware of her affect on the big guy. It was also apparent that his big cock was having some kind of affect on her. All I knew is I liked what was happening.
When the club shut down we moved the party to our house which happened often. We had more drinks and cool off in my pool. I pulled BG aside telling him he could spend the night rather than drive home this late.
After everyone left except BG which Marci raises an eye to when I told her he was spending the night. I suspected she wanted to get some. Which I hoped would help me accomplishing what I really wanted to happen.
The three of us sat out by our pool. Marci looked sleepy so I had to think fast. I put on some music and got her up to dance. She whined that she was to tired but got up and joined me. She had on her bikini covered by a short robe. Her hair hung down her back wet and shiny.
BG watched us dance, well mostly watched Marci’s ass swaying. Half way through the song I had BG take over. He was reluctant at first but joined her holding her close. She looked so petite against his big frame.
It didn’t take long and it was obvious BG was getting aroused he was wearing large baggy shorts that couldn’t conceal his arousal. He broke the dance off apologized to Marci profusely then excused himself and went up to the guest room. Marci was blushing and speechless. I called to BG but he kept going up the stairs his head hung low.
Marci and I went upstairs. Neither of us talked at all as we undressed preparing to shower. It wasn’t cold at all but Marci’s nipples were fully erect. She showered and they remained in that condition. I showered and joined her in bed. I expected she would be fast asleep as it was very late.
After I got under the covers she was facing away from me. She sighed asking me why I had BG dance with her. I was honest telling her that she was the only one that could “fix” BG.
She turned to me saying, “But I am your wife. Why would you want me to have sex with another man?” There was no anger in her voice just genuine confusion. I kissed her forehead. I looked at her saying, “Because I love you both. BG isn’t just another man. He would do anything for you and I out of love. I am only asking we do the same for him.”.
Marci looked into my eyes for a short while. She brushed the tear from my cheek as she told me she would do it for him. My heart was now racing but she looked very scared.
I knocked on the guest bedroom door. BG was still awake as we walked into the room. The only light coming from a small lamp. BG looked terrified as he sat up the sheet covering his lower body. His hairy bulky upper body exposed.
He started to apologize again but I cut him off telling him there was nothing to apologize about. I told him what happened was perfectly natural. He looked at Marci as she put on a smile agreeing with me.
I went on to tell him that he meant the world to both Marci and I. He reciprocated telling us we were his closest friends. Marci and I looked at each other. What happened next was up to her. I didn’t say anything, she nodded her head and that was it.
I led her closer to the bed. BG looked at us not understanding what was about to happen. I slowly removed the robe from Marci’s shoulders. Exposing her heavy tits and long stiff nipples. BG’s eye bugged out in disbelief.
Marci lifted the sheet revealing his naked lower body. His still flaccid but thick cock lying across his thigh. She got under the covers. I looked at BG saying, “We love you and both want this to happen.”
Before he could reply I walked out of the room making sure not to close the door all the way. I leaned against the wall outside. It was just for a long time. Then they talked quietly for a while. I was thinking nothing may happen at all other than scare BG away for good.
BG let out a sharp gasp. I froze even holding my breath. Marci whispered, “Oh my gosh it is so thick.” I knelt down and pushed the door open slightly. When I peeked inside. Marci was laying with her head on his gut as she stroked his cock under the sheet. BG’s head was back and his eyes were closed.
Marci moves up on her knees pushing the sheet lower down his legs. I almost gasped out loud seeing him fully erect. Maybe 9” or more thick especially at the base. With a big knob looking head.
BG was looking at Marci’s tits. He gently rubbed them with one hand. Stopping to tweak her nipples. She moaned telling him she liked that. She knelt between his legs and started to stroke him with both hands. She was mesmerized by the totem pole in her hands.
She stroked him and massaged his big balls. BG’s legs squirmed as his breathing grew more rapid. Suddenly his ass came off the bed as he came in buckets. Ma xinstriked him until his balls were empty and he was lying in a heavy breathing heap.
She grabbed a bunch of Kleenex and clean them both off. BG apologized for finishing so fast. Marci giggles telling him it was ok. He and I thought that was it. Marci would think that was enough and leave. Instead she moved up his body and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. BG’s body visibly stiffened up.
Marci kissed him again and he seemed to relax a little returning her kiss. Her hand rubbed his hairy barrel chest. She broke their kiss then lied on her back. She took his hand placing it on her tit. He massages and pinched her nipple then moved to the other one. She arched up as he pulled on both nipples. Her right hand went to her pussy as she began to rub her clit feverishly.
She took BG’s big ha d and replaced hers on her pussy. He massages her pussy then slowly inserted one then two fingers. Marci was moaning and writhing at his touch. She grabbed his cock and began sucking him. BG let out a long moan telling her how good it felt.
He was hard as a rock in just a few minutes. Marci moves onto her hands and kneels she looked back at BG telling him to go slow. He moved behind her again she looked so small compared to him. He was fumbling at first. She reached in between them telling him to go slowly. Using her hand to guide him she let out a loud moan as the large head penetrated her.
She told him to stop for a second. He did as she asked with his hands hanging down by his sides as if he was afraid to touch her ass. Marci started to move back and first in his cock which seemed like he was splitting her in half by the sounds she was making. BG asked her if he was hurting her. Marci moaned saying, “It hurts a little but in a good way.”
Once she took as much of him as she could she started to move faster. She was looking back him with her eyes looking goofed over and her mouth open. She grabbed one of his hands placing it on her big tit. Holding it in place with her own. She let out a long low moan then said, “BG fuck me now ok.”.
She looked forward his one hand remained on her tit the other went to her opposite shoulder. His hips were thrusting ass she threw her ass back to meet the thrust. Her hand came back against his hard belly to control how deep he went and she was looking up at his face again. Her own was a solid mask of lust.
When she came I think she scared him. He pulled out asking her if he hurt her. She moved onto her back telling he hadn’t hurt her. He had made her cum harder than she ever had before. She pulled him on top of her. I feared his weight would hurt her. Again she guided him inside of her. This time he slid in easily, causing her to moan again loudly. She told him she loved his cock and it felt so good.
It was like it finally dawned on him she was serious and not just pretending. Behind was up on his hands unmoving. Marci was pleading with him to fuck her throwing her hips up at him. BG started to fuck her with long slow strokes much to her delight. I was dusting my own cock now caught up in their shared lust.
She hooked her legs behind his as he began to fuck her harder. Her hands gripped his upper arms, her nails digging into them. She panted first him not to stop jus before she let out the loudest scream I have ever heard come from her. BG instinctual stopped. Marci yelled at him, “Don’t fucking stop BG! Give me it to me!”.
He began fucking her again and her legs went wide with her hands gripping his ass cheeks. The wet sounds coming from them along with his heavy balls now slapping against her upturned has we’re driving me crazy. I had to squeeze my own cock to keep from cumming.
Marci said something to BG and he moved onto his back. Marci mounted his big cock reverse. She rode him while watching how his cock filled her. She massages his ball sack and the thick lower portion of his cock that remained out side of her pussy. It was like she couldn’t believe she was taking as much as she was.
It wasn’t to long and BG cried out as he came. The event sent Marci into yet another orgasm as well as myself. As she continued to fuck him cum was pushed out and down his shaft and balls.
She finally climbed off of him and moved up kissing him very passionately. She whispered that he did great. He smiled at her saying she was beautiful. I left them to talk everything over.
I laid down exhausted drifting off to sleep. I’m not sure if I dreamt it or if it was real. But I heard Marci cry out during the night. I woke up late as the sun was already up pretty high in the sky. I checked in the guest room and it was empty. The bed looked a wreck the blankets and sheets mostly off the bed. The room reeked of sex.
I went downstairs and Marci was alone at the table. She got up and poured me some coffee. The silence was awkward until she asked me if I was ok. I smiled at her saying I was and I loved her. She sagged with relief at my words. I asked her if she was ok. She told me she had worried about me having second thoughts about what happened. Smiling I asked her how about physically.
She blushed profusely looking away. I took her hand and asked her to tell me. She bit her lower lip saying she was really sore. I smiled telling that was understandable. I asked her how the sex was for her. Again her face got red but this time her hardening nipples gave her away.
She told me that the wax was the best she ever had. She looked at me to see how I would handle hearing it. I squeezed her hand telling her I was ok with hearing it. Again she visibly sagged with relief. I asked her how Bag was with everything.
She smiled saying he seemed happy but was also concerned about me. I told her I was very happy things turned out as they had. I told her I would talk to him at work on Monday. I also told her I would start a rumor about how big his cock was to see if that helped him get any attention.
A funny look came over her face for jus a second. Then she agreed with both of my comments. I talked to BG on Monday and like Marci he was relieved to see I was ok with what happened. I asked him if he felt he could actively approach women now. He was hesitant but said he would try.
It was three days before Marci and I have sex again. The sex was hot. She told me how it felt to have BG’s big cock. She asked me if liked watching her get fucked and more hot talk.
That next Saturday night we were hanging out. BG was still to timid to approach women he didn’t know. Marci said she had slowly started to put positive things out there about BG. But said she had to be careful not to make people wonder how she knew intimate things about BG.
They danced a lot and had fun. BG stayed close to her most of the night. Which I thought was understandable. After all she was his first piece of ass and a hot one at that. I could swear BG was hoping to come home with us after clubbing. Before we left for home I saw Marci talking to him. His expression went from sad to happy. She hugged him and we headed home.
She seemed distracted on the drive home and was tired when we got home. The next morning she told me BG asked her for a couple. more dancing lessons. She agreed saying she thought it would help him some more.
Monday after work I went home and showered then drove by her dance studio. It was after hours and BG’s truck was parked out front. I slipped out back and looked inside. I already knew what I would see. Marci has one hand on the mirror wall and the other on the hand rail. BG was ducking her from behind like a pro. His big hands were on her hips as his cock fucked her deep.
Marci came with a yell that echoed in her dance studio. BG laid down on the floor as Marci montes him and fucked herself to another orgasm. She climbed off of him taking his cock in her mouth. Within a couple minutes he was cumming and she was struggling to take it.
I didn’t mention what I saw to her over the next few days. We were in bed when Marci asked me what I thought about polyamory relationships. I told her I was all about letting people love who they want and as many people as they want. She got really quiet then asked me if I would consider letting BG move in with us.
I could tell she was expecting me to freak out. She told me she loved me deeply, but I couldn’t give her what BG could sexually. Just like he couldn’t give her what I gave her emotionally. She told me she would understand if it was something I couldn’t accept. She would go with whatever I wanted as long as she and I stayed together.
I knew that it took her a lot to tell me what she did. I agree as long as their was no more sex behind my back like the other night. She apologized for it happening. That was when she decided she didn’t want BG to be with other women right now. I think she was a little shocked when I agreed.
The stipulation was no children between them in the future and she spent equal time in our beds. She agreed and we met with BG who also eagerly agreed. It’s been about four months since BG moved in with us. I can hear Marci getting thoroughly fucked as I type this post. I have zero regrets nor desire to be with any other women. The two people I love the most in the world are happy that’s all that matters.
FUCK MY WIFE!
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We are both short in stature. I’m 5’6” and she is only 5’ 2”, our friends call us such a cute “little couple”. It doesn’t bother us at all as we are deeply in-love and we are in fact cute.
We both have black hair and dark colored eyes. My hair is thick so I keep it short and well groomed. Marci’s hair is waist length and silky shiny all the time. Where we differ the most is our skin complexion. I have more of an olive color tint. She has her mothers light brown skin color.
She had the face of a porcelain doll. She looks younger than her mid twenties for sure. She may be short but she has full sized tits and a perfect ass. When she is aroused or is cold her large nipples become very hard. Often the source of embarrassment for her. She seldom wears clothes that put her in situation where her obviously erect nipples draw unwanted attention.
Teaching dance is his passion. It also keeps her very fit and happy. Or sex life started out awkwardly at first with both of us being very inexperienced (she was a virgin). But over a couple years things got much better. It wasn’t until we had been married over a year before she would agree to giving and receiving oral sex. No she can suck an orange through a straw.
I had no choice to also get pretty good at dancing. We would often be the center of attentive n at parties and when out at the club. People would stand around and cheer us on as we danced.
My friends that work construction with me teased me. But their wives and girl friends gave them hell because they wished they had men that could dance. I set the bar higher than those knuckleheads could ever reach. That turned Marci on and usually led to some great sex afterwards.
For me I got to xtra turned on by the way other men watched her body move as she danced. I would often catch men making remarks about her body or what they would do to her in bed. Initially it made me jealous, but over time it became a turn on for me.
I once mentioned to Marci that I did enjoy other men appreciating the way she moved and looked. She got angry that I could be ok with other men objectifying her. It took me a little while to dig myself out of that miscalculation. I thought she would like the attention.
We would have regular get togethers at our home. All of our mutual friends were either married or had significant others. Except for BG (Big George), a gentle giant of a man. But socially awkward and at twenty-three he was still a virgin.
BG is white over 6’ tall with a broad back and shoulders. His arms and legs are thickly muscled and hairy like his chest. The guy is incredibly strong and probably the main reason no one messed with me. BG isn’t a handsome guy by any means. He wears his brown hair cut low to his head. He squints all the time and has a large nose. His cheeks are pox marked from childhood acne problems. Big also has a pretty large gut as he loves beer and food.
That being said he is the quintessential teddy bear. Very protective of his friends and the type of guy that would give you the shirt if his back. I genuinely loved the big guy. We were closer than real brothers. My older brother was a white color prick that thought he was better than the rest of us.
BG was always pretty quite even at our home parties. I often felt for him feeling his loneliness or the awkwardness he felt always being solo. I tried to find women to introduce him to but with no success. He would often confide in me that he believed he would never meet anyone that would ever date him.
So I made it my purpose in life to help BG find someone that would love him. He and I joined a gym to maybe help him trim down a little. Which he did after a couple months. I also added a few pounds of muscle with his coaching help. He still had a gut but it was hard and round versus flabby and round. He did meet some women but they clearly only saw BG as a “nice guy” and nothing more. His shyness didn’t help his cause at all either.
It was quite the revelation after one workout where we decided to shower eat the gym before meeting friends out at a bar. For those of you that watched GoT and remember the scene where Hodor was naked. You will remember how big his cock the was. That’s how seeing BG makes for the first time struck me.
His soft cock was thick and hung half way down the length of his thigh. Dwarfing my 6.5 inch cock when mine was hard. The huge ball sack that accompanied his big cock was equally impressive. I almost started calling him Hodor after that day.
That evening I had a few to many and told Marci about what I had seen. She asked me if I was gay staring at another man. I assured her I wasn’t, but merely caught off guard by what I saw. She quickly changed the subject so I let it go.
BG and I were about five months into his makeover. But still had zero luck in finding him a date. He had let his hair grow out and had a hip haircut. But girls would still tell me he was not attractive enough or he was to introverted.
I was getting desperate for him. I seriously thought about hiring a prostitute to date him for a short time. I believed if he had sex for the first time and even a short relationship it would give home more self confidence. Well that option was a no go when I found how much it would cost me.
One night Marci and I were in bed. I told her how frustrated I was with our progress. After listening to me rant for a while. Marci said one word, “Dancing”.
I looked at her not understanding what she meant. She told me dancing was The best aphrodisiac for women. Women loved men who can dance. I thought she was crazy. Then she reminded me how women reacted to me when they saw how good I can dance.
She had a point being a short guy I had plenty of women flirt with me over the years. I asked her if she would help him learn to dance. She thought about it for a long moment. She agreed but doubted he would want to learn. Adding that not everyone can dance well even after lessons.
When I approached BG about learning to dance and the potential benefits to learning. Marci was right, he was adamantly against trying. Siting his two left feet and being a big ox.
I persisted with the idea appealing to his desire to meet and date women. Marci even agreed to give him private lessons so he wouldn’t be humiliated. His first lesson was after her normal business hours.
Marci came home from that first lesson and was very optimistic and she also had sore toes from him stepping on them. She also said he was very nervous to touch her. He became still and hard to instruct.
I thought the idea was DOA after the apparent epic failure. Marci surprised me saying she wouldn’t give up on him. She could tell he really wanted to learn and that made her heart melt for him. She added jokingly he was actually better than I was my first time.
The next few lessons were mostly the same. His progress was slow but his determination remained steadfast. Then Marci came home earlier than normal one night. She seemed flustered after coming home. I asked her if everything was ok and she said things were fine. Which usually meant things weren’t really fine. But she definitely didn’t want to talk about what ever it was.
Later that night she was restless and tossed and turned. Finally, she asked me if I were awake and of course I was with all of her moving. She said she was going to stop giving BG lessons. I turned to face her asking her why. She didn’t answer me right away. But then told me that BG has got aroused during his last lesson.
I couldn’t help but bust out laughing. Marci didn’t think it was funny at all. I apologized but told her BG was a man. He was no less susceptible to her beauty and the way she could move than I or any other man. I think the idea was a surprise to her. I mean this was BG we were talking about right.
I asked her if she had ever had a like experience with any other man she had ever taught. Marci stuttered and blushed saying she had but that was different. I asked her again if she quit teaching them. She looked down telling me she hadn’t. I wondered in that moment if those times correlated with nights she was also extremely horny. I reiterated to her BG was still a man underneath all that shyness and awkwardness. Thinking to myself and more man than many with what he was packing between his legs.
Marci looked down saying she hadn’t stopped teaching anyone else for that reason. I asked her not to give up she n BG either. Secretly turned on by him being hot for his teacher. It was my turn for jokes saying she probably was force to arms length from him as big as he was down there.
I was a little shocked when she did agree that he was huge from what she could tell. She quickly added that he wasn’t very attractive though. We went to sleep and now I was restless wondering about her and his big cock.
There were no more incidents after that. She did tell me he got hard sometimes but she was able to get past it as he was actually getting better at dancing. So after months of lessons BG made his dancing debut and did well.
He wasn’t as smooth as I was but he did well for a big guy. He even got a few dances with a couple women. He seemed a little less socially awkward but still couldn’t get past his fear of approaching women.
I was talking to Marci about it one night. She agreed he was still struggling with his self confidence. She added that she did all she could for him. I mentioned that if he could only have sex for the first time he might be able to move on with life. Marci agreed with me saying BG is a super nice guy but honestly he just was very attractive.
I sat for a long time in my own thoughts. I told old Marci that she was the only woman he seemed comfortable with after spending months teaching him. She agreed but it took a log time for him to get comfortable. I told her that the dancing brought them together often enough for him to get somewhat comfortable. I doubted any woman we knew would give him that much time. Even if they could get past his rough looks.
We both sat in silence in our own thoughts. I took a deep breath before saying that I thought she could do more to help him out. She sighed saying she taught him all she could about dancing. Her head snapped to look at me with wide brown eyes after I said,”You could take his virginity.”.
Her mouth hung open for a long time before she said “What?!”.
I was wished in that moment I would have kept my inside words inside of my mouth. But it was to late for that now. Before she could get angry I quickly explained that BG was more of a brother to me than my own brother was. How worried I was for him. My tears flowing down my face probably saved my life that night.
Marci didn’t get mad at me. She told me she loved me for my big heart and the fact I loved BG so much. But she just couldn’t do something like that mostly because she was married. She also said she didn’t think she could have sex with him either because she just was attracted to him at all.
I let it go not wanting to push my luck. Over the next few week’s however. When our group of friends got together Marci acted differently towards BG. She showed him more attention as well as danced with him more in mixed company. I didn’t miss her subtle glances at his crotch either after a few drinks.
I would courage BG to ask her to dance. He seemed very happy out on the dance floor. Marci was always happy on the dance floor especially after a few drinks. When a slow song started Marci was surprised when BG took her hand and kept her out there. Normally he was the one that bolted back to our tables when a slow song came on .
I heard a couple people make smart ads comments about Marci being taken hostage. I immediately chastised them for it. The song ended and Marci returned to our table. Her face was red and she seemed off. BG was right behind her trying to adjust his apparent hard on as discretely as possible.
No one else seemed to notice. Marci looked at his crotch quickly before asking me to get her another drink. She was clearly aware of her affect on the big guy. It was also apparent that his big cock was having some kind of affect on her. All I knew is I liked what was happening.
When the club shut down we moved the party to our house which happened often. We had more drinks and cool off in my pool. I pulled BG aside telling him he could spend the night rather than drive home this late.
After everyone left except BG which Marci raises an eye to when I told her he was spending the night. I suspected she wanted to get some. Which I hoped would help me accomplishing what I really wanted to happen.
The three of us sat out by our pool. Marci looked sleepy so I had to think fast. I put on some music and got her up to dance. She whined that she was to tired but got up and joined me. She had on her bikini covered by a short robe. Her hair hung down her back wet and shiny.
BG watched us dance, well mostly watched Marci’s ass swaying. Half way through the song I had BG take over. He was reluctant at first but joined her holding her close. She looked so petite against his big frame.
It didn’t take long and it was obvious BG was getting aroused he was wearing large baggy shorts that couldn’t conceal his arousal. He broke the dance off apologized to Marci profusely then excused himself and went up to the guest room. Marci was blushing and speechless. I called to BG but he kept going up the stairs his head hung low.
Marci and I went upstairs. Neither of us talked at all as we undressed preparing to shower. It wasn’t cold at all but Marci’s nipples were fully erect. She showered and they remained in that condition. I showered and joined her in bed. I expected she would be fast asleep as it was very late.
After I got under the covers she was facing away from me. She sighed asking me why I had BG dance with her. I was honest telling her that she was the only one that could “fix” BG.
She turned to me saying, “But I am your wife. Why would you want me to have sex with another man?” There was no anger in her voice just genuine confusion. I kissed her forehead. I looked at her saying, “Because I love you both. BG isn’t just another man. He would do anything for you and I out of love. I am only asking we do the same for him.”.
Marci looked into my eyes for a short while. She brushed the tear from my cheek as she told me she would do it for him. My heart was now racing but she looked very scared.
I knocked on the guest bedroom door. BG was still awake as we walked into the room. The only light coming from a small lamp. BG looked terrified as he sat up the sheet covering his lower body. His hairy bulky upper body exposed.
He started to apologize again but I cut him off telling him there was nothing to apologize about. I told him what happened was perfectly natural. He looked at Marci as she put on a smile agreeing with me.
I went on to tell him that he meant the world to both Marci and I. He reciprocated telling us we were his closest friends. Marci and I looked at each other. What happened next was up to her. I didn’t say anything, she nodded her head and that was it.
I led her closer to the bed. BG looked at us not understanding what was about to happen. I slowly removed the robe from Marci’s shoulders. Exposing her heavy tits and long stiff nipples. BG’s eye bugged out in disbelief.
Marci lifted the sheet revealing his naked lower body. His still flaccid but thick cock lying across his thigh. She got under the covers. I looked at BG saying, “We love you and both want this to happen.”
Before he could reply I walked out of the room making sure not to close the door all the way. I leaned against the wall outside. It was just for a long time. Then they talked quietly for a while. I was thinking nothing may happen at all other than scare BG away for good.
BG let out a sharp gasp. I froze even holding my breath. Marci whispered, “Oh my gosh it is so thick.” I knelt down and pushed the door open slightly. When I peeked inside. Marci was laying with her head on his gut as she stroked his cock under the sheet. BG’s head was back and his eyes were closed.
Marci moves up on her knees pushing the sheet lower down his legs. I almost gasped out loud seeing him fully erect. Maybe 9” or more thick especially at the base. With a big knob looking head.
BG was looking at Marci’s tits. He gently rubbed them with one hand. Stopping to tweak her nipples. She moaned telling him she liked that. She knelt between his legs and started to stroke him with both hands. She was mesmerized by the totem pole in her hands.
She stroked him and massaged his big balls. BG’s legs squirmed as his breathing grew more rapid. Suddenly his ass came off the bed as he came in buckets. Ma xinstriked him until his balls were empty and he was lying in a heavy breathing heap.
She grabbed a bunch of Kleenex and clean them both off. BG apologized for finishing so fast. Marci giggles telling him it was ok. He and I thought that was it. Marci would think that was enough and leave. Instead she moved up his body and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. BG’s body visibly stiffened up.
Marci kissed him again and he seemed to relax a little returning her kiss. Her hand rubbed his hairy barrel chest. She broke their kiss then lied on her back. She took his hand placing it on her tit. He massages and pinched her nipple then moved to the other one. She arched up as he pulled on both nipples. Her right hand went to her pussy as she began to rub her clit feverishly.
She took BG’s big ha d and replaced hers on her pussy. He massages her pussy then slowly inserted one then two fingers. Marci was moaning and writhing at his touch. She grabbed his cock and began sucking him. BG let out a long moan telling her how good it felt.
He was hard as a rock in just a few minutes. Marci moves onto her hands and kneels she looked back at BG telling him to go slow. He moved behind her again she looked so small compared to him. He was fumbling at first. She reached in between them telling him to go slowly. Using her hand to guide him she let out a loud moan as the large head penetrated her.
She told him to stop for a second. He did as she asked with his hands hanging down by his sides as if he was afraid to touch her ass. Marci started to move back and first in his cock which seemed like he was splitting her in half by the sounds she was making. BG asked her if he was hurting her. Marci moaned saying, “It hurts a little but in a good way.”
Once she took as much of him as she could she started to move faster. She was looking back him with her eyes looking goofed over and her mouth open. She grabbed one of his hands placing it on her big tit. Holding it in place with her own. She let out a long low moan then said, “BG fuck me now ok.”.
She looked forward his one hand remained on her tit the other went to her opposite shoulder. His hips were thrusting ass she threw her ass back to meet the thrust. Her hand came back against his hard belly to control how deep he went and she was looking up at his face again. Her own was a solid mask of lust.
When she came I think she scared him. He pulled out asking her if he hurt her. She moved onto her back telling he hadn’t hurt her. He had made her cum harder than she ever had before. She pulled him on top of her. I feared his weight would hurt her. Again she guided him inside of her. This time he slid in easily, causing her to moan again loudly. She told him she loved his cock and it felt so good.
It was like it finally dawned on him she was serious and not just pretending. Behind was up on his hands unmoving. Marci was pleading with him to fuck her throwing her hips up at him. BG started to fuck her with long slow strokes much to her delight. I was dusting my own cock now caught up in their shared lust.
She hooked her legs behind his as he began to fuck her harder. Her hands gripped his upper arms, her nails digging into them. She panted first him not to stop jus before she let out the loudest scream I have ever heard come from her. BG instinctual stopped. Marci yelled at him, “Don’t fucking stop BG! Give me it to me!”.
He began fucking her again and her legs went wide with her hands gripping his ass cheeks. The wet sounds coming from them along with his heavy balls now slapping against her upturned has we’re driving me crazy. I had to squeeze my own cock to keep from cumming.
Marci said something to BG and he moved onto his back. Marci mounted his big cock reverse. She rode him while watching how his cock filled her. She massages his ball sack and the thick lower portion of his cock that remained out side of her pussy. It was like she couldn’t believe she was taking as much as she was.
It wasn’t to long and BG cried out as he came. The event sent Marci into yet another orgasm as well as myself. As she continued to fuck him cum was pushed out and down his shaft and balls.
She finally climbed off of him and moved up kissing him very passionately. She whispered that he did great. He smiled at her saying she was beautiful. I left them to talk everything over.
I laid down exhausted drifting off to sleep. I’m not sure if I dreamt it or if it was real. But I heard Marci cry out during the night. I woke up late as the sun was already up pretty high in the sky. I checked in the guest room and it was empty. The bed looked a wreck the blankets and sheets mostly off the bed. The room reeked of sex.
I went downstairs and Marci was alone at the table. She got up and poured me some coffee. The silence was awkward until she asked me if I was ok. I smiled at her saying I was and I loved her. She sagged with relief at my words. I asked her if she was ok. She told me she had worried about me having second thoughts about what happened. Smiling I asked her how about physically.
She blushed profusely looking away. I took her hand and asked her to tell me. She bit her lower lip saying she was really sore. I smiled telling that was understandable. I asked her how the sex was for her. Again her face got red but this time her hardening nipples gave her away.
She told me that the wax was the best she ever had. She looked at me to see how I would handle hearing it. I squeezed her hand telling her I was ok with hearing it. Again she visibly sagged with relief. I asked her how Bag was with everything.
She smiled saying he seemed happy but was also concerned about me. I told her I was very happy things turned out as they had. I told her I would talk to him at work on Monday. I also told her I would start a rumor about how big his cock was to see if that helped him get any attention.
A funny look came over her face for jus a second. Then she agreed with both of my comments. I talked to BG on Monday and like Marci he was relieved to see I was ok with what happened. I asked him if he felt he could actively approach women now. He was hesitant but said he would try.
It was three days before Marci and I have sex again. The sex was hot. She told me how it felt to have BG’s big cock. She asked me if liked watching her get fucked and more hot talk.
That next Saturday night we were hanging out. BG was still to timid to approach women he didn’t know. Marci said she had slowly started to put positive things out there about BG. But said she had to be careful not to make people wonder how she knew intimate things about BG.
They danced a lot and had fun. BG stayed close to her most of the night. Which I thought was understandable. After all she was his first piece of ass and a hot one at that. I could swear BG was hoping to come home with us after clubbing. Before we left for home I saw Marci talking to him. His expression went from sad to happy. She hugged him and we headed home.
She seemed distracted on the drive home and was tired when we got home. The next morning she told me BG asked her for a couple. more dancing lessons. She agreed saying she thought it would help him some more.
Monday after work I went home and showered then drove by her dance studio. It was after hours and BG’s truck was parked out front. I slipped out back and looked inside. I already knew what I would see. Marci has one hand on the mirror wall and the other on the hand rail. BG was ducking her from behind like a pro. His big hands were on her hips as his cock fucked her deep.
Marci came with a yell that echoed in her dance studio. BG laid down on the floor as Marci montes him and fucked herself to another orgasm. She climbed off of him taking his cock in her mouth. Within a couple minutes he was cumming and she was struggling to take it.
I didn’t mention what I saw to her over the next few days. We were in bed when Marci asked me what I thought about polyamory relationships. I told her I was all about letting people love who they want and as many people as they want. She got really quiet then asked me if I would consider letting BG move in with us.
I could tell she was expecting me to freak out. She told me she loved me deeply, but I couldn’t give her what BG could sexually. Just like he couldn’t give her what I gave her emotionally. She told me she would understand if it was something I couldn’t accept. She would go with whatever I wanted as long as she and I stayed together.
I knew that it took her a lot to tell me what she did. I agree as long as their was no more sex behind my back like the other night. She apologized for it happening. That was when she decided she didn’t want BG to be with other women right now. I think she was a little shocked when I agreed.
The stipulation was no children between them in the future and she spent equal time in our beds. She agreed and we met with BG who also eagerly agreed. It’s been about four months since BG moved in with us. I can hear Marci getting thoroughly fucked as I type this post. I have zero regrets nor desire to be with any other women. The two people I love the most in the world are happy that’s all that matters.
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