Watching my wife get gang raped – and I set it up

Julie and I were married a year ago. We have had great sex as she has been game to do almost anything with me. We are always trying different positions. She sucks like a vacuum cleaner and she is already ready and very willing and comes easily and often. There is one place where she has always drawn the line. I have told her many times that I would love to watch her being fucked by another man. She always flatly rejects that thought. I was the first and am the only man she has ever had sex with and she said that I will always be the only one.

One evening after an extra-long and hard day at work, I stopped at the local bar that I occasionally frequent. After a couple of rum and cokes and some chatting with some other guys that were there, we started talking about our sex lives. I wound up telling them how much I wanted to watch Julie getting fucked but that she would have nothing to do with the idea. Another round of drinks and a plan was hatched.

It was at work one day when I first saw Julie. It was her high firm C-cup tits and exposed cleavage that caught my attention. Then I saw that she had a beautiful face up above her rack. When I got to know her I learned that she had a great personality to go along with the great body. We dated for six months. She refused to have sex till she was married although she was up for some hot making out and petting, even oral sex was OK. I must have pumped a gallon of cum down her throat while we were dating but not a drop went in her pussy. Finally we decided that we were the ones for each other and we had a nice medium sized wedding with about twenty family members and friends. We were told ahead of time that we would be given a condo on the shore of Lake Tahoe for a week as one of our wedding gifts.

The door had barely shut when Julie started stripping out of her dress. She stood naked in front of me for the first time. Her lovely nineteen-year-old body was even better that I had imagined. “OK you horny stud. Now you can fuck me all you want.” There was no foreplay. I jumped between her legs and positioned my seven inches of manhood at her freshly shaved vaginal opening. “Do it, Honey. Make me a woman.” Julie cried as I stabbed into her cunt and popped her cherry. I was balls deep in one swift motion. Blood ran down onto the sheets but she gritted her teeth and did not cry out or tell me to stop. I pumped my cock into her and soon the pain had past and she was pumping her hips back against my thrusts.