Date: Sun, 2 Dec 2012 16:04:32 -0600
From: Frank DePeri <frankdpr@gmail.com>
Subject: "Sharing My Wife With Stephen"

			      Sharing My Wife


This is a work of total fiction.


His name was Stephen, and he was a member of our church.  For a couple of
years there had been rumors about him, and talk from mostly mature or
elderly church members, concerning his making passes at them or literally
"hitting" on them.  He'd make up stories about himself and his role in the
church....about things that he was into or doing.  He was considered a
loner and on the strange side.

My wife had the annoying, if not disturbing, experience of his hitting on
her one time when she gave him a ride home to his apartment from church.
He said things that seemed to her strange....like insinuating that her
marriage was less than good, and that a woman should be willing to look
elsewhere for satisfaction in such cases, etc......both marital and sexual
innuendo.  She was made to feel very uncomfortable about it, and she told
me about the experience and about how she was going to warn other women in
the church.  As for me, it turned me on, but I didn't tell her about it.

When she did tell other women about him, and her experience, she found out
that several of them had had the same thing happen to them.  It appeared
that he was a predator on women. She revealed that to me, and I found it
both interesting and erotic.  I began to fantasize about him and about what
it would be like to have my wife seduced by him....or even forced....to
have sex.

Sometimes we role-played sexual fantasies of mine, fantasies about her
giving herself to other men, and even to her dad, who was long gone. One
day I suggested that she think of me as Stephen.  She bristled at the
suggestion.  I pushed her some, but she said absolutely not.  It was then
that my fantasies became even more exciting, and I began to look at Stephen
at church as a sex object for my wife AND for myself.

Stephen was in his late 60s to mid or late 70s.  Me, I'm Frank, and I'm 73,
and my wife, Mary, who wears glasses, is 70.  We're both retired school and
college teachers, with grown married kids.  She's 5'4"tall, 136lbs, short
blond hair, with very nice legs still.  Me, I'm 5'4" tall as well, 140lbs,
trim and fit with graying hair, and eyeglasses.  Stephen is about 5'8"
tall, maybe 165lbs, completely bald or shaved headed, wears glasses, and is
always well dressed at church.

After I learned about him I began to view him with desire for sexual
contact. The thought of sucking him off and making him ejaculate into my
mouth was a very exciting one. I truly thought about and wanted to swallow
the old genteman's semen.  I'd had experiences with men in that way before,
and I'd found it very gratifying.  But along with those desires, and even
more strongly, I wanted him to have sex with my wife, Mary.....all kinds of
sex...vaginal, oral, and anal.  I wanted him to know her totally, and for
her to become his....one with him in those most intimate ways. And I didn't
care whether it was consensual or forced. The thought of him being
gratified by Mary as he came inside her vagina was so very exciting to me.
If she was receptive to him and responsive, that would be wonderful, but if
she wasn't then I didn't care.  Her becoming Stephen's was to me going to
make her all the more beautiful and loved by me.  If and when his seed was
poured inside her cunt, I wanted to drink from her and swallow the proof of
his passion for her.

Stephen scarcely knew me.  One time Mary and I had given him a ride home,
because he didn't have a car. She was reluctant about the ride for him, but
she felt that we should help him out from being stranded one Sunday
Morning.  I thought about him in sexual scenarios as we drove, and it
excited me.  Mary was glad for us to just drop him off.  He talked
constantly about false things he was about in our church, but we said
nothing to contradict him. He lived alone.

Several months later, after seeing him repeatedly at church in passing, I
looked up his phone number in the church directory. I began thinking about
calling him anonymously, and establishing an erotic contact.....asking him
about his marital status, sex, etc.  One day I did just that.  I called him
and he answered the phone.  I told him that I knew him barely at church,
and that he knew me like that, but I wanted to get to know him better.  I
told him that I wouldn't tell him who I was unless we agreed to what I was
going to suggest to him.  He seemed puzzled, but was willing to talk.  I
then told him that I was interested in an intimate physical relationship
with him, that I found him sexually attractive to me, and that I would even
consider sharing my wife with him. He seemed startled but also excited.  He
asked what I was wanting to do with him, so I told him that giving him oral
service, or even letting him have me anally was on my mind.  He REALLY got
excited then!  He asked when, where, and what the next step was. I told him
that we should meet at his apartment to talk, and that I knew his address
and could come to visit him whenever he wished.  He excitedly told me that
we could meet now, or any time I wanted.  It was mid-morning, so I
suggested 1pm, which was when I could discreetly leave home without Mary
suspecting anything was amiss.  He agreed.  I told him that I was healthy,
clean, and had no diseases, so he needn't worry about contact of any kind
with me.  I asked him about himself, and he revealed to me that he'd never
had sexual sexual contact with a man, but only women, and not many of those
either.

1pm came quickly, and I knocked on his door.  He greeted me wearing dress
pants and a sport shirt, barefoot.  I wore shorts, a t-shirt, and walking
shoes. He immediately blurted out "It's you, Frank, and your wife is Mary,
the cute one I've talked with and had my eye on for a long time."  I told
him yes, and that I hoped that soon he'd get to know her very intimately,
and that I'd see to that if we "clicked."  He excitedly led me to a large
sofa in the living room.  He sat down, and I sat next to him. He was
nervous, and I told him that I knew that. He smelled nice, probably freshly
showered, and I was aroused by him.  I reached over and placed my hand on
his knee.  He was startled, but quickly relaxed, and I then slid my had up
and down his thigh.  He said wow, you get right to it, don't you.?" I said
yes, I do, and I hope that he liked my touch.  He said "yes, of course,"
and I could see a bulge in his pants.  We was quite aroused. I too was
excited, and I felt need for him....to bond with him intimately.  I moved
over to him and kissed him on the cheek.  He turned toward me and I then
placed my lips to his and began to kiss him.  His lips were closed, and his
hands were at his side, but after a couple of pecks of my lips on his, he
lifted his arms and brought them around my head and neck as he opened his
mouth to let me insert my tongue. His mouth was hot, wet, and very
inviting, and I deeply probed it with my tongue and came away with a goodly
amount of saliva which I swallowed, and gave him my own as we continued
kissing.  Our breathing revealed our passion, and we separated and looked
into each other's eyes.  "Stephen, I want to suck your penis," I told him.
"yes, yes," he said.  I then got down between his knees, unzipped his
pants, pulled down his boxer short, and was greeted by a wet erect cut
penis, about 6" or more, leaking precum.  I enveloped his manhood into my
mouth, cupped his testicles in one hand, and then began to suck, lick, and
love his sexual organs. He was wild with excitement, squirming, trembling,
and bellowing out "Frank, oh Frank, I'm close to cumming, close, what do
you want me to do?"  I mumbled, "cum, cum," and took him fully inside my
mouth. His hips lifted, and his hands tightly gripped my head as he thrust
his torso upward and halted while his orgasm took hold.  "Aaaaahhhhhh,
aaaarrrgggghhh, oh my God, my God, Frank."  His penis erupted spurt after
spurt of hot semen, which I swallowed as it poured into my mouth. I felt
such affection for the man...even love...as I intimately received the proof
of his pleasure at my loving treatment of him. I'd swallowed 5 spurts, and
the post spasm dribble of his semen.  I held him in my mouth for over a
minute as he softened, and I squeezed him dry and licked him clean.  We'd
become very special friends.  I hadn't cum yet, and I needed to.  I told
him so. He asked what he could do for me, and I told him to hold my penis
and rub it.  I unzipped, and he took it in his hands and rubbed it for
about a minute, after which I erupted in and on his hand as I stood before
him with him sitting on the sofa's edge.  When I finished he got up and
went to the bathroom with me, where we both washed up. He was excited by my
semen on his hands, but he didn't know how to respond about it.  Obviously,
he'd never pleasured a man before. I told him that we would be meeting
again, and that I wanted him to have me in another intimate way....like he
would have a woman.  He smiled, and said that he looked forward to that,
but that he really would love to have a woman like my wife, Mary.

I didn't have any idea how I'd get him into my wife's bed and body, but I
wanted to experience him inside me.  The thought of that bald old gentleman
inside me, thrusting to his climax and filling me with his seed excited me
to no end.  I'd be his first again, just as I was with oral service for
him, and I liked that.

He didn't use e-mail, or a cell phone, so I called him at home a number of
times in the week after I left, to see if his passion for meeting with me
was still intact.  He assured me that it was, but plainly stated that it
was my wife, Mary, that he considered to be the prize he sought. He hoped
that I could make it happen for him, and so did I.  But first, I said, "I
want you to enjoy me.  Wouldn't you like to cum inside my ass?"  "Yes, yes,
of course," he said. So we set up the next meeting....a saturday, when I'd
meet him at 3pm. at his apartment.  I told him that I'd bring a lubricant
for his entry to me, and that we'd not be using condoms, because I wanted
him free and clear....naturally as possible.

On Saturday, right on time, I knocked at his door. Stephen answered, only
wearing boxer shorts and an undershirt. I walked in while eyeing his bare
legs.....thin, spindely, and aged.  They were just the real legs of an
ordinary old masculine man, and I so became aroused by them.  He then led
me to the bedroom where I began to undress. The bulge tenting his boxer
shorts foretold what I was about to receive from my friend.  I quickly
removed all of my clothing, and climbed onto the bed.  Stephen quickly shed
his undershirt, revealing a gray haired chest with not much muscular
development....sort of like his legs.  I loved it. He then slid his boxers
off allowing his hard penis to stand straight out.  I looked him over head
to toe in eager anticipation of the physical bond I was so wanting to have
with my friend.

He climbed on the bed and quickly made contact with me. We embraced, and he
kissed my cheek, and then moved his lips over mine to shyly kiss me. I
kissed him back, and our mouths opened and wetly tongued one another.
After a couple of minutes of hugging and kissing lips, we kissed each
other's necks and felt the passion building. He was stiff and wet, and I so
wanted him inside me.  "Stephen, fuck me, please."  I then lay on my back
with my legs spread as he positioned himself between my thighs.  I'd
brought lube with me, and had placed it on the bed stand. I reached for it
and liberally put it on his penis and my anus, then I raised my legs up to
his shoulders and said "take me, Stephen. Do it like you would my wife,
Mary." He excitedly said "oh God yes. I so want her. I'll imagine you're
her."  He then placed his cock head to my entrance and pushed.  I said
"easy, Stephen. Do it slowly."  He complied and steadily pushed until he
was in past my sphincter.  As soon as he reached past the ring he sighed,
and pushed some more until he was fully inside me.  We still wore our
eyeglasses, and we made eye contact through them. He smiled and then began
to thrust in and out.  I felt so wanted, needed, and honored to have this
old man desire me so much.  I eagerly submitted to his lust and gave him
all the pleasure I could as he thrust over me.  I wiggled my torso,
tightened my ass, and I drew him close enough for us to kiss deeply and
wetly.  He seemed out of control and drooled into my mouth as his passion
built to a peak, and I love it. It was so intimate! I swallowed his spit as
fast as he dropped it into my mouth.

He was giving me a really wonderful fuck, but finally his control was gone,
and I saw his eyes roll back as his body trembled uncontrollably.  He was
about to climax, and I was ready and wanting him with all my passion. "Oh
Stephen," I cried out, "breed me, make a baby in me.  I love you."  He was
out of it then, and he bellowed "oh Mary, my Mary. "You're mine, all
mine. I'm going to cum little lady. Frank's giving you to me. Here it
comes.......aaaahhhhhh, aaaarrrggghhhh, I love you, I love you. You're mine
now.  He gave you to me."  I felt him make a last thrust and then stop as
the pulsations of his penis vibrated in my colon with each ejaculatory
spurt. "I love you Stephen.  I'm yours, honey." I was really his. I tightly
held him in my arms as he poured his soul inside my body, and I kissed him
all over his face and mouth.  We were now one. He'd gone off thinking of my
wife, Mary, and I'd gotten to see what he will be like when he finally does
get to fuck her. I so hoped she'd love their union as I now did my intimate
bonding with him.

He collapsed on me kissing my neck as his orgasm faded. I held and caressed
his head and back as I basked in the afterglow of our union.  He finally
slipped out of me. "Thank you," he said. I said "you're welcome, my
friend."  He smiled and said "wish it was really Mary." I told him to be
patient, and it would happen.  I was going to work on it. I then got out of
bed and felt his semen seeping from my anus and down my thighs. He'd been
successful at possessing me, and I was grateful and honored.

I now began to try to get my wife, Mary, to meet Stephen and to change her
mind and attitude towards him. She thought him to be weird, as many of the
women she knew did, so it was going to be quite a challenge to get him to
think of him as a friend of ours.  Much more, I wanted her to eventually
think of him as a sex partner of hers!  I talked and talked about him, and
I appealed to her sense of compassion towards a guy who was a loner,
probably desperate for female attention, and basically harmless but needy
for female intimacy.  It took many weeks before I convinced her to have
Stephen over to eat supper with us, and when he visited us it went famously
well.  Mary still found him somewhat strange, but acceptable.  Through the
evening he talked constantly as he harmlessly embellished himself and his
adventures, etc. He also often touched Mary's arm or shoulder while
speaking. Of course she noticed, and at first tried to move away a bit, but
he repeated his overtures and she soon gave up trying to avoid being
touched.  It was then that while sitting next to him on our large sectional
sofa that Stephen place his hand on Mary's knee.  He kept it there while
talking, and Mary didn't try to move it off her leg. She looked over at me
and sort of moved her eyebrows in surprise. He then began to slide his hand
up and down her thigh, over her clothes. Surprising to me, she leaned back
on the couch and let him, even closing her eyes. Stephen noticed, and he
looked at me and smiled. I smiled back. Mary seemed to relax as Stephen
continued to fondle her leg, and then he moved his hand under her dress and
began to caress her thigh from her knee upward. She finally said "I guess
you're enjoying yourself?" Stephen said, "why yes little lady, I am, aren't
you?"  "Oh God, I shouldn't let any of what your doing happen.  Frank! Do
you see what he's doing.  It this all right with you?"  I smiled and said
"yes, Mary. It's great.  I'm getting very excited, and I want you to enjoy
it if you can."  She said "well, I don't know where this is going, and I
know it's wrong."  Then she leaned back again and let Stephen continue his
ministrations. He next leaned over and kissed her cheek. She was a bit
startled and unprepared for that, not knowing what to do, but she let him
continue.  He then kissed her neck, and then her lips gently. She kept her
mouth closed, but after a couple of attempts of Stephen to open her lips
with his tongue I watched her mouth open for him, and I saw both their
mouths widen and his tongue penetrate her mouth.  She sighed and sucked his
toungue into her mouth, reached up to his neck and brought his head closer
as they wetly and deeply French kissed.

This went on for a couple of more minutes, but then Stephen also began to
fondle Mary's breasts. She let him do whatever he wanted, and I was aroused
and thrilled....leaking precum.  Stephen was hard and wet, and the tenting
bulge in his pants had a hugh wet spot on it.  I was totally unprepared to
see Mary place her hand on and around his hard cock over his clothes.
Stephen moaned, and said "Mary, I want you honey. Frank told me that it's
ok. You're so beautiful, dear. He kissed her hand, and then bent over and
began kissing her legs...up and down to her feet and up to her crotch. He
then pulled down her panties as she lifted her hips off the sofa to allow
him to.  They were so wet at the crotch!  He smelled them, and then he
pushed her knees apart and buried his face and mouth between her thighs.
She cried out "Oh, my God, my God, Frank! He's doing it to me. It's
wrong. I shouldn't let him. Please make him stop."

I then moved over to her on the sofa, and I kissed her mouth. "Mary, let
him. Enjoy yourself. I want you to." It was then that Stephen stood up and
began to undress completely.  He was nude within 3 minutes, and his
erection stood out purple and hard. Mary's eyes were fixed on his frail
body with a masculine stuff penis that she knew would soon be inside her to
leave it's seed buried in her cervix. She kept her legs spread without even
while being unaware of her provacative posture. I undid her shoes, so she
was now completely naked from the waist down. She was about to experience
sexual intercourse with a man other than her husband for the first time in
her life.

As Mary sat back on the sofa, legs relaxed and spread, I began unbuttoning
her dress so that her breasts could be accessed.  I unhooked her bra and
let it fall away.  Stephen was wide eyed and eager to mount my wife all the
while as he watched. Marys dress was now open at the front from neck to her
bottom hem, and open for all to see her body.  Her blond pubic hair was wet
from Stephen's saliva when he'd been licking her, and her excitement had
added to it. Mary was still wearing her glasses, which I removed, and I
then gently layed her down on the long sofa.  She kept her legs spread as
she got comfortable, and Stephen quickly dropped between her legs and began
kissing her stomach and thighs. "Mary, I've thought about this so many
times," he said, as he kissed his way to her bare breasts. When he took one
of her nipples into his mouth Mary sighed and tossed her head back. Her
hands immediately went to Stephens head and held him like she was nursing
him. She was wearing her wedding ring, and her lovely hands were now
helping to pleasure another man sexually. I was so turned on by it all.

Mary would look up at me and make eye contact every minute or less, sort of
to get approval for each step that was leading closer to her being claimed
by Stephen in the most intimate way a man can possess a woman.....by
inseminating her. I would smile and nod approval each time. Stephen was
then at her mouth with his, and the kissing restarted in earnest, with
Mary's mouth open to receive his spit as he was a very wet sloppy deep
kisser.  I wasn't expecting my wife to willingly submit to such intimate
and personally aggressive kissing from an old man older than either of us,
and not a good looking man at that, but her mouth was almost wide open to
let him spit in it, lick her lips, face, nose, all of her. And I could see
her swallow his spit. It excited her! It excited me as well. He of course
was beside himself with lust. His leaking penis was rubbing her stomach and
thighs leaving a trail of precum. I wanted to bend over to her and lick it
up. "Oh God," I heard her murmer, "put in inside me, Stephen. Do it. Fill
me up. I want it."  Stephen said "I'm going to, sweetheart. You're gong to
belong to me now. I'm going to make you my little bitch, Mary. I wish you
were young enough to have my child. you're such a beautiful thing. Frank is
so lucky. If I had you I'd be fucking you three times a day. I'd want you
to run around the house wearing nothing but a nighty, and I'd take you
whenever I wanted to."

With that Stephen aimed his penis at her slit, rubbed it around the
opening, and then he gently began to push into my beautiful wife of 44
years. Mary caught her breath and cried out "Oh, Stephen, Oh God, my God,
you're doing it.  I'm letting you do it to me.  It's wrong, no, no, stop,
please stop." She began to push him off her, and kick and squirm.  She'd
had a change of mind and heart. It seemed that her conservative moral
Christian upbringing was now in play again. Stephen was surprised, but he
didn't seem deterred by her resistance.  He was too far into his lust, and
he wasn't going to pass this beautiful woman up, whether she wanted him or
not.  He looked up at me and I nodded approval to go for it. Mary began to
cry and beg for him to stop, to take it out. "Please, please, get off
me. It's wrong. I don't want this. no, noooo." Stephen was now fully inside
Mary, and he began to thrust even as Mary bucked and squirmed.  His face
was buried into her neck as he kissed her neck to leave marks on it. Tears
rand down her cheeks, and Stephen began to lick them off her face as he
started to thrust inside her body. He forced her mouth open once more to
tongue kiss her, and she now tried to turn away without success. She was
now tiring, and her legs fell open, and her hands now rested on Stephen's
shoulders as she turned her face away from him and submitted to the
inevitable. There was pure lust in Stephen's eyes, and as he thrust inside
her a tenderness emerged as he said "let me love you this way, Mary.
Please, I need you. I've never been with such a lovely sweet woman
before. I won't take long. Please let me finish.  Hold me tight when it
happens, dear. I'm close, close. Oh, Mary, my sweet Mary. I love you, I
love you. I'm going to do it. it's happening.  Ahhhhh, aaaarrrggghhhh, I'm
cumming baby, cumming. Ahhhh, aaahhhhh." And as this was happening Mary
began to answer him. " shouldn't let you. It's wrong, so wrong." But she
couldn't help but respond to this man who needed her so. She was feeling
compassion for him, and that compassion now turned to passion and lust. Her
legs began to wrap around his waist, and her arms wrapped around his neck
and shoulders as she cried out "oh God, it's happening to me. Frank, he's
making me cum. I'm so sorry. It's wrong, a sin, I shouldn't.  I just can't
help it, can't help it. I shouldn't. It's so good though, so good. Oh,
Stephen, Stephen, don't stop now. Stay inside me.  Oh God, finish, finish
please.  Aaaaahhhhh, aaarrrggghhhh, I'm cumming, I'm cumming too. You
bastard, you're making me do it...making me cum. Ohhhhh, I'm so ashamed."
With that they clung tightly together through their simultaneous orgasms,
and they became one.

After they both finished, they stayed coupled together with his penis
softening inside my wife. She wouldn't look him in the eye, and he was too
exhausted to say anything. He kept kissing her neck, cheek, and her lips
gently when they were within reach. She turned to make eye contact with him
one time, and he French kissed her deeply while she accepted his tongue
passively and even hugged him when their lips parted. "I love you, Mary,"he
said. She looked at him and smiled.  They then separated, and his penis was
soaked with her juices, as was the sofa cusion. Mary sat up with a look of
resignation on her face. She'd had sex with another man for the first time
in her life, and she'd climaxed with him as he too climaxed and inseminated
her. Stephens semen was now a part of her.  She got up to go clean up, and
as she did Stephen's semen seeped out of her and ran down her legs.  She
looked so beautiful and exciting to me. I now loved my wife as never
before.

Frank

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