The weeks since my birthday were a whirlwind of emotions. Julie and I were starting to get very comfortable with our new reality. I was now exclusively wearing women’s panties, most days personally selected by Julie. All of my old male underwear had been thrown into the trash.
Lara had joined us for a second round of play a week or so after my birthday. Julie was really getting into the intense sex we were now having with her best friend.
We often spoke about all our deepest fantasies and desires.
Sometimes as we discussed our recently enhanced sex life, I caught Julie deep in thought with a faraway look in her eyes. When I inquired what she was thinking about, she would just nervously laugh and quickly change the subject. This happened multiple times until I finally decided I needed to get an honest answer from her.
The next time it happened, I asked, “OK, Julie, spill the beans. What is it that you are pondering when you get that faraway look as we share our fantasies?”
Again, she tried to brush me off and change the subject.
“No,” I said, “we promised to be truthful and no longer hide anything from each other.”
Julie sighed, turning to me. She looked directly into my eyes. I saw something in them, something more intense than I had ever seen before.
“OK, my love, I will tell you, but you have to promise to not get upset and consider everything I tell you before saying anything.”
This took me a little bit by surprise. I sat stunned for a moment before returning her gaze, nodding slowly.
Julie took my hand into hers, giving it a slight squeeze.
“While I was coming to terms and helping you with your cross-dressing desires, at the same time, I also started looking deeply into myself to fully understand what I needed from our relationship. Accepting my bisexuality and strong sexual desires for Lara was just part of what I uncovered.”
I stared into Julie’s eyes as she came totally clean with me. I had a sick feeling in my stomach, knowing what might be coming next.
“Since we have now both experienced a three-way with Lara, I have recently been wondering what it would be like to invite another man into our bedroom.”
There it was. Cold and to the point. Julie wanted to have sex with other men. My mind started wandering. How would this new realization impact our relationship? Is this something I could really accept?
Julie had now fully accepted my cross-dressing. She had even been open to my fucking her best friend. How could I refuse her own desires now after all she had given to me? To further muddy my thoughts, my cock started to stir in my pants at the thought of watching another man fuck my wife.
Sensing my thoughts and doubts, Julie continued, “Don’t worry, my love. You are, and always will be, the only person I will ever truly love. I just need to experience what it would be like to be with another man. I would only consider doing it with you being present and giving me your total support and approval.”
She paused there, looking deeply into my eyes, waiting for my response.
Between the hardening cock in my pants and the realization that I could never deny Julie her desires after all she had done for me, my mind was made up.
I smiled at her and nodded. “You have done so much for me. How can I refuse to help you experience your greatest fantasies as well.”
With that, I saw the stress of her confession completely drain from Julie’s body. The total look of gratitude in her eyes overwhelmed me with a love for her more profound than I had ever felt before.
I continued, “OK, how do we move forward from here?”
Julie replied, “There is a man named Brandon at my company that works at an office in another city. We have always hit it off from the first day we met at a sales conference we both attended. I know there is a mutual attraction between us. I think if I asked, he would be interested in something more.”
“We would need to set rules that both of us can live with,” I added.
“Yes, you would need to be present and would have the final say in whether we continue. If you want to stop at any time, I will support that and ask Brandon to leave. Would that be acceptable to you, my love?”
“Yes, I think I can agree to that.”
Julie wrapped her arms around me, hugging me tightly. She put her forehead against mine, looking straight into my soul, and said, “I love you so much. You don’t know how much it means to me that you can give me your full support and trust.”
“I love you too, Julie. We will get through all of this together,” I replied.
We kissed passionately, both knowing our relationship was evolving once again.
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Over the next week, Julie contacted Brandon and made all the plans. As she had expected, he was definitely interested in her and readily agreed to all our terms. She also told me that she had informed him of my cross-dressing, and he seemed cool with that as well. The plan was to meet for dinner this coming Friday. If we all were comfortable with each other, we would then move the evening back to our place.
Once Friday was finally upon us, we both dressed for the evening. Julie was in a black, low-cut baby-doll dress that fell to mid-thigh. It showed off her fabulous body perfectly. Underneath she had on the same lingerie ensemble she had worn during our first encounter with Lara on my birthday, only this time with sheer nude stockings attached to her black garter belt. I was in a smart grey shirt and black slacks. Underneath, I was also wearing the same white lingerie set I wore that evening.
We entered the restaurant we had selected, an elegant French bistro, and headed to the bar where we had agreed to meet Brandon. He was already there waiting for us. Julie gave him a big hug and a quick peck on his cheek. I introduced myself as we shook hands.
“I’m glad to finally meet you,” Brandon said. “Julie has told me quite a bit about you. I especially enjoyed her telling me about all the surprises she gave you for your recent birthday. You are a very lucky man to have such a beautiful, caring wife.”
“Yes, we have always had a very special relationship. These past few weeks have been truly incredible for me. I can’t imagine my life without Julie in it.”
Julie positively glowed next to me, absorbing everything I said. She flashed her beautiful smile at me as she stepped forward and gave me a big hug and then a soft kiss on my lips.
“Thank you for that, my love.”
We got a table and continued to talk as we ordered our meal. The conversation flowed freely as we all got comfortable with each other. I began to really like Brandon. We had many things in common. I could see how Julie had hit it off with him.
As we finished up and paid for our meal, we decided to move to the bar area to get another round of drinks. Brandon offered to pay for them. Julie went with him to help carry the glasses back to our table. I watched them together at the bar. Julie was very flirty with him, touching his arm often. They continued speaking back and forth, sometimes looking my way as they did. She leaned over and whispered something into his ear. Brandon nodded to what she was saying. I was curious, and a little anxious, as to what they were secretly speaking about. I was comforted a little, though, by Julie turning to me and winking as she blew me a kiss.
They both headed back with the drinks, and we fell back into a comfortable conversation. Julie continued to openly flirt with Brandon, placing her hand on his arm, looking into his eyes, and giggling at many of his comments. I could tell she was really into him and wanted to move forward with her fantasy. It was up to me to give the final go-ahead. The fact that my cock continued to stir within the silky confines of my panties at the thought of them both together finally helped to make the decision for me.
“Why don’t we take this back to our place?” I said. “We can have another drink and continue our conversation in a quieter environment.”
Julie’s face lit up. I could see the immense gratitude in her eyes as she again flashed her beautiful smile at me. “Yes, that sounds perfect. Are you game, Brandon?”
“Yes, that sounds good to me as well,” he replied, smiling.
With that, we got up and left the restaurant. Brandon followed in his car behind us as we headed home. While on the way, Julie and I spoke together on the possibilities of what might occur once we got there.
“Are you still comfortable with all of this, my love?” Julie whispered. “I spoke with Brandon, and he has agreed to all our terms. He really wants to fuck me and is OK with you watching us.”
As we neared our home, I started becoming a little anxious again about the prospect of another man having sex with my Julie. I was no longer sure I could actually go through with it.
“I’m really nervous about this, Julie. I am really afraid of how this might alter our relationship,” I replied, my voice cracking with the stress.
Julie nodded understandably, but I could see the disappointment building in her eyes.
“I can assure you, my love. Nothing will ever change between us. You are the only person I love and will ever love. This is just sex. Let’s just get home and see where it leads. How about if I just give Brandon a blow job? I can’t just leave him hanging now.”
Feeling a little better with Julie’s assurances, I replied, “OK, I think I can manage that. Let’s start there and see how we both feel as the evening continues to develop.”
Julie gave me a weak smile and nodded. I could really sense the disappointment radiating from her now as she realized that her ultimate fantasy might be slowly slipping away.
We arrived at our house. The three of us entered, and I went to our bar to pour us each a drink. Maybe that would loosen me up and ease my doubts about what might happen next.
When I got back into the room, Julie was whispering with Brandon, obviously filling him in on my hesitations in the car. I passed out the drinks, and we moved into the living room. Julie sat next to Brandon on the couch. I sat on the chair opposite them.
We all sipped on our drinks, waiting for someone to break the ice. It was Brandon who spoke first.
Looking at me, he began, “Let me assure you, I have no intentions of ever getting between the relationship you have with Julie. I will only proceed further with your express permission and then only with what you are totally comfortable with. Are you OK with that?”
I looked in Julie’s eyes. I could see a pleading in them to allow her this fantasy, just like she had allowed me mine. Again, I thought to myself, how could I refuse her this after all she had done for me? My cock also seemed to again have a mind of its own as it stirred in my panties at the thought of Julie with another man in front of me. I decided at that moment to see where this would lead, confident in the knowledge that I could stop it at any point if needed.
I nodded to them and said, “OK, let’s do this. Brandon, I give my permission for you to kiss and touch Julie and for her to do the same with you. I will let you both know if, at any point, I am no longer comfortable with anything.”
Julie’s face lit up with this latest development. She mouthed the words thank you to me before turning to Brandon. She looked deeply into his eyes, leaning forward and kissing him lightly on the lips. He responded in kind, and they were soon locked in a passionate embrace, their tongues dueling together with an eagerness I had not expected so quickly.
Julie broke away and slowly stood up. Looking over her shoulder at me, she moved her long red hair out of the way and asked, “Will you please unzip my dress for me?”
Knowing she had done this explicitly as a final sign of my approval for her to continue further with Brandon, I stood and walked over to her. I slowly lowered the zipper, and she shrugged off the dress. It pooled at her feet. Julie was now left in just her sexy lingerie, but now specifically for the benefit of another man. Brandon nodded approvingly at the stunning sight in front of him.
“Now, unclasp my bra for me.”
I did as she asked. Her naked breasts now coming into Brandon’s view as her bra fell away. Her nipples were already stiff and pointed with her obvious arousal.
Julie turned to me, kissed me on my lips, and said, “I love you, my dearest. Thank you for allowing me this.”
With that, I sat back down on my chair to watch the sordid scene develop. Julie turned and walked back to Brandon, dropping to her knees before him. Without hesitating, her hands moved to his waist, where she unbuckled his belt and pants and lowered his zipper. Brandon kicked off his shoes as Julie pulled down his pants and boxers in one motion, dropping Brandon’s semi-hard cock right in front of her face.
Julie stuck her tongue out and flicked it over his tip, tasting the pre-cum that had already started to leak. With a lust in her eyes that I had never seen before, Julie took Brandon fully into her mouth and started bobbing up and down on his quickly hardening shaft. Once fully erect, she backed off, looking into his eyes as she stroked him sensually with her hands. Brandon’s cock was at least eight inches, if not more, and much thicker than mine. Julie returned to worshipping his cock with an enthusiasm I had not seen from her in years.
My cock was now rock-hard, and I began to stroke it over my pants as I watched my beautiful wife excitedly suck another man’s cock.
“Your cock feels so perfect in my mouth, Brandon,” Julie sighed as she took a small break from her cocksucking and slowly stroked his shaft again. “I really want for you to unload in my mouth so I can savor your delicious cum.”
With that, she really went to town on Brandon’s cock. Redoubling her efforts with her talented mouth and tongue.
I could not believe this was happening. My wife was on her knees greedily sucking another man’s dick while I intently watched. My own cock was threatening to tear its way out of my pants, so I unfastened them and slid my hand into the waistband, stroking myself over my silky panties. Julie was too engrossed in her task at hand to notice, but I saw Brandon look over at me with a knowing smile cross his face.
Brandon soon started to reach his peak as he continued to enjoy my wife’s talented mouth. Before long, I could see his breathing get labored and his body start to tense. The moment was here. Julie, sensing it as well, took Brandon’s cock as deep into her mouth as she could and applied greater suction. With that, Brandon cried out as he came. I could see his shaft pulsing as he shot rope after rope of his hot cum into Julie’s mouth. She gulped greedily as he emptied himself down her throat.
Julie pulled away, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. “Mmmm, that was so hot, but I think it’s my turn now.”
She got up and lay on the couch, sliding her panties off as she did. She spread her legs invitingly, her pussy glistening with her arousal, framed perfectly by her lace garter belt and sheer stockings. Julie looked over at me, seeing my hand still in my pants stroking myself. This made her smile, now knowing that I was truly enjoying myself as well.
She turned back to Brandon, beckoning him over to her. Not hesitating, he dropped to his knees before her, inhaling the scent of her arousal.
“Someone is sure enjoying herself,” he said. “Are you ready for another man’s tongue to bring you to heights you have never imagined before?”
“Oh, yes. I have dreamed of this for so long,” she replied dreamily.
With that, Brandon went to work. He flicked his tongue over her clit, causing Julie to arch her back, letting out an audible moan. He then started alternating between lapping at her wet slit and swirling his tongue around her engorged clit. Julie was now crying out Brandon’s name, letting him know how good it felt and how she was so enjoying his talented tongue.
I intently watched my wife savor the sexual talents of another man as I slowed my own strokes, edging myself so I would not cum too quickly.
Julie’s moaning began to get louder as she neared her peak. “Oh God, please make me cum, Brandon.”
I saw a small smile appear on Brandon’s face as he slid one and then a second finger into my wife’s pussy while continuing his efforts with his tongue on her clit. With that added stimulation, Julie arched her back and cried out as her orgasm struck. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she began to thrash wildly. Brandon continued to lick and finger her throughout the orgasm until she finally pushed him away, panting.
“Please, no more. I can’t remember the last time I came that hard,” she said, laughing. “But, I do think we need to take this into the bedroom now.”
She took Brandon’s hand and led him to our marital bed, beckoning for me to follow. As we entered, she sat on the bed.
“My love, I think it’s time for Emily to join us now. Why don’t you undress and then sit on the chair over there to watch Brandon and me as we continue?” I did as she asked and removed my outerwear, leaving me in just my camisole, panties, garter belt, and stockings. I sat down, making myself as comfortable as possible, realizing what was still to come. Brandon nodded approvingly as he eyed me up and down in my pretty lingerie.
“Very sexy, Emily, I really like how you are dressed,” he said before turning back to Julie as he walked toward our bed.
Brandon lifted Julie up and pushed her back onto the bed, grabbing her legs and pulling her to the edge. He grabbed his cock, which was now rock-hard again, and slid it up and down Julie’s dripping pussy.
Turning to me, he smiled and said, “I’m going to fuck your wife now, but before I do, you need to give me your permission. Will you allow me to fuck your beautiful wife, Emily?”
I was frozen. The final moment was here. Could I really allow this to continue? Could I really let a man I had just met earlier that evening fuck the love of my life?
Julie turned to me, her eyes telling me all I needed to know. She needed me to commit to this as well. She needed me to give her permission to fuck another man.
There is no way I could deny her this now. My cock seemed to have also made up its mind, as it was now painfully hard, straining against the silken fabric of my panties.
“Brandon, I want you to fuck my wife. I want you to stick your huge cock in her and make her see stars.”
The look in Julie’s eyes changed immediately. I saw the look of extreme gratitude and love for me shine within them. She smiled at me and then turned her attention fully back to Brandon, looking directly into his eyes. Her entire being was now completely focused only on him.
Brandon nodded at me and turned his focus directly on Julie. His cock, now completely coated with Julie’s arousal, slowly pushed forward, his head breaching her opening. He continued to slowly slide into her, inch by inch, until he was fully embedded in my wife. Moving his hips back and forth, he started slowly pumping in and out of Julie. Her breath caught as she felt the exquisite friction of his shaft claiming her once faithful cunt.
“Oh, Julie, you’re so tight and wet for me. I think you’re really loving your pussy being stretched greater than ever before. Tell me how much you’re enjoying my cock filling your married pussy.”
“Mmmm, yes, it feels so good. I can’t believe how much I’m loving your cock inside me. I want you to break me while my husband watches.”
Brandon continued to piston in and out of Julie. Her moans and his grunts let me know how much they both were enjoying this. I could not resist anymore. My hand slid down, and I pulled my cock from my panties. I wrapped my hand around my shaft and started to slowly stroke myself, never having seen such an erotic sight before. I could not believe how much seeing another man fucking my wife was turning me on.
Brandon slid his cock out of Julie and effortlessly spun her around so she was now kneeling on the bed facing me on her hands and knees. He shoved his cock back into her with a single sharp thrust, drawing another audible moan from Julie.
“I want you to look at your husband as I claim what was once only his. Go on, Julie, tell him how much you are enjoying this.”
She looked at me, her eyes barely focusing on me.
“Yes, I can’t believe how good Brandon’s cock feels inside me. Thank you for trusting me with this, my love.”
With that, she beckoned me over to her side. I rose and quickly took my place next to her, taking her hand into mine. Brandon continued to roughly plow into her. Each thrust causing Julie to moan even louder.
“Oh, God,” Julie screamed. “I’m going to cum again.”
With that, her back arched and her eyes glazed over. Julie’s body began convulsing like I had never seen before. Her hand squeezed mine tightly as every part of her body looked to be quivering as her orgasm completely enveloped her.
My other hand slid back into my panties, wrapping around my shaft as I furiously stroked myself.
Brandon continued to thrust into Julie, riding out her orgasm. His stamina was incredible, but even he could not last much longer at this pace.
“Oh, shit, Julie. I’m getting so close.”
Julie quickly turned to look at Brandon. “Remember what you promised me.”
“Yes, I know, and I will honor our agreement.”
With that, he slid out of Julie’s pussy and started to slowly stroke himself. Not knowing of their previous agreement, I assumed it was that he would not cum inside of her. What I was not prepared for was what Julie said next.
“My wonderful Emily, I want you to finish Brandon off. I want you to experience everything that a real woman does. I want you to take his beautiful cock into your mouth and complete yourself.”
She nodded at me, giving me permission to experience yet another of my greatest fantasies. Brandon continued to stroke himself while this conversation continued.
“Don’t wait too long to decide, Emily. I won’t last much longer,” Brandon groaned.
My mind made up, I quickly dropped to my knees in front of Brandon and replaced his hands with mine. For the first time, slowly stroking a cock other than my own. I leaned forward, giving the tip a tentative lick, tasting a wonderful mixture of both his precum and Julie’s arousal. My mouth opened, and I slid my lips over his shaft as far as I dared, stroking what I could not fit into my mouth with my hand.
“Oh, Emily, your mouth feels so amazing wrapped around my shaft. You are a natural cocksucker.”
I continued to bob up and down his shaft.
Julie, watching intently, whispered, “Yes, my love, complete this last part of your journey.”
Brandon started to moan; the moment was here. He jerked, his cock swelling in my mouth as I felt him tense up and then release. His cock erupted, shooting pulse after pulse of his hot seed into my mouth and down my throat. I greedily swallowed it all. Brandon slowly pulled out of my mouth, completely spent.
Julie turned my face to hers and crashed her lips against mine, kissing me fiercely, tasting the remnants of Brandon’s release on my tongue before finally pulling away and looking intently into my eyes.
“You were so wonderful, my love. I now need for you to reclaim me as your wife again.”
Brandon, realizing this was his signal to leave us to reconnect, picked up his clothes and quickly dressed.
“I’ll leave you both to it. I hope we can repeat this again real soon.”
With that, he left us to ourselves. We heard the front door open and close as he exited.
With Brandon now gone, it was time for me to reclaim Julie for my own. She slid to the top of the bed and lay on her pillow. I moved on top of her, sliding my panties down enough to free my still rock-hard cock from its silky confinement. I lined myself up with Julie’s well-used pussy and drove myself inside easily. Our stocking-covered legs slid together as we coupled. We were both so very close. In a matter of moments, Julie’s back arched as her third orgasm ripped through her. I was right behind, spilling my copious seed inside her with an audible grunt.
We lay together for a while, basking in the glow of this latest shared experience.
Finally, I looked into the eyes of the woman I truly loved with all my heart.
“So, where do we go from here?” I asked.
“We are in this together, my love. Whatever we do from now on, we do it together. We no longer hide anything from each other. Agreed?”
“Agreed.” I continued, “We will never do anything the other has not agreed to, and most importantly, we will never, ever do anything behind the other’s back.”
“Yes, I can live with those boundaries if you can,” she replied.
I nodded, kissing her lips again before resting my forehead against hers.
“Thank you for the wondrous birthday gifts you have given me. I love you so much, Julie.”
“And I you, my love.”
With that, we cuddled in bed together, slowly drifting to sleep, comfortable with how our love had blossomed over the past few weeks. Also knowing our relationship had now completely shifted and would never be quite the same ever again.
