OUR ONE AND ONLY TIME! I never intended on sharing this with anyone until I saw your website. It was something that happened last summer and has never been repeated, although I have relived it in my mind hundreds of times. My wife Julie and I live in New York City. I am 32 and an investment banker and she is 26 and works in an art gallery. We both have had our wild side. We met a few years back on the club scene and partied pretty hard for a while before we got married. Twice we had a threesome with one of her girlfriends and did assorted other semi-crazy stunts; sex in public, mile high club, etc. I usually had to talk her into it, but she was young and figured as long as it was with me it was okay. Since weÕve been married, things have calmed down quite a bit. IÕve kind of dug in at my job, working 80+ hours a week, and sheÕs really gotten serious about moving up in the art community. Last summer after a particularly gruelling work week, we decided to really hit the town, treat ourselves for working so hard. We were both pretty excited to see how the New York nightlife had changed in the year that we were out of it. My wife even got dressed in the same outfit that she was wearing when I met her: a pair of tight white jeans and a very cute little belly shirt with no bra. I should say that my wife is about 5Õ6", has strawberry blond hair, and a very tight body. At first glance she reminds a lot of people of Bridget Fonda. IÕm about 6Õ and an ex-college athlete, struggling to stay in shape. After having a few drinks to get in the mood, we walked to a very hot club about six blocks from our apartment. As usual, there was a huge crowd at the entrance waiting to get picked by the two giant bouncers behind the velvet ropes. I hate these scenes and was about to suggest we try another place when a deep voice boomed over the crowd. "Julie!" It was one of the bouncers, a very large black man, in black jeans and a tight black leather jacket. He looked like he could have been a professional linebacker. Fortunately he was smiling in our direction and holding the red velvet rope up as he signaled towards us. We walked through the suddenly envious crowd and past the rope. The bouncer bent down and kissed Julie on the cheek. "I havenÕt seen you in a dogÕs age babe!" he said with a big smile. Julie held up her hand to show her wedding ring. "Been busy being married, Charles," she laughed. Charles clapped one of his big hands on my back as he opened the door for us. "Lucky man, lucky man. Have fun in there." "That was fortunate," I said to Julie as we paid the cover charge. She explained that Charles used to be the bouncer at one of the clubs that she and her girlfriends used to go to every weekend when she first got to New York. The club was everything that we remembered about New York nightlife: crowded, wild, hot, loud music thumping, we loved it. We even decided to make the night a notch wilder by procuring a certain substance that is prevalent in most clubs these days. Something we had not taken since we got married. I donÕt know if anyone has tried it, but once it kicks in, you feel as if the world is your best friend. It is impossible to have a bad emotion. It also makes us both very horny. Feeling extremely good, we dove into the crowded dance floor and went crazy for hours, just getting lost in the music and enjoying each other immensely. It had to be about two in the morning when we stopped to have a drink at the bar on the side of the dance floor. That was when Charles came walking through the crowd and up to us. He took one look at our eyes and the sweat covering both of our faces and just laughed. "You two look like you are really having fun." I told him we were and gladly bought him a drink when we heard he was done working for the night. Like I said, everyone is your best friend when you are in that state. We spent the next hour or so talking and dancing. Sometimes Charles would dance with us alone, other times he would just grab one of the many girls that were roaming the dance floor. It was really wild. At one point I had to hit the john and left Julie and Charles alone on the dance floor. I came back to find the two of them really going nuts to a great hip hop song. I donÕt know if it was my state of mind or what, but they looked great together. I found I wasnÕt the only one that stopped and watched as they danced together. At one point Julie spun around and backed into him. She saw me watching as she did and just smiled. Charles bent down and ran his hands up from her knees over her hips and stopped with both of them on her exposed flat belly. He pulled her closer and they both just swayed to the rhythm, his fingertips just underneath the edge of her shirt. I was so happy at that point just knowing that this incredibly sexy thing was my wife and I was gonna take her home soon and screw her till the sun came up! We stayed a little longer and had a few more drinks with Charles. When I mentioned it was time to get going, Charles said something about the party being over. To my amazement, I found myself inviting him back with us to have a last drink. In retrospect, I donÕt know why I did that because I was eager to get in JulieÕs pants. I can only say I guess I was either just in too good a mood to end the fun we were having or I really wanted something else to happen. When we got to the apartment, Charles headed straight for the bathroom. I went to the refrigerator to get a few beers. Julie came up to me and nuzzled close to me, she had a quizzical look on her face. "What are you doing?" She asked. "Getting some beers," I said. "No, I mean with Charles," she laughed. I got butterflies in my stomach at that point because I knew what she meant, and I guess I really hadnÕt openly thought about it. "What? HeÕs your friend, I just thought it would be friendly to ask him up for a drink." She squinted her eyes at me. "Do you want something to happen?" Again, I knew exactly what she was talking about. Like I said, we had had a couple of threesomes but they always involved another girl. I really had never wanted us to get involved with another guy. It sobered me up a bit. "No, I donÕt think so." "Okay, letÕs get him out of her quick then," she smiled and proceeded to give me a long wet kiss by the light of the refrigerator. We must have been there for a minute or so, because when I broke off the kiss, I noticed Charles watching us from the other side of the kitchen counter. "Maaaaaan, that looks good," he said, with a wicked smile. Embarrassed, I grabbed some beers and we all went into the living room. Charles on one couch and Julie curled up next to me on the other. We drank our beers and talked some more, but there was a tension now that we all could feel. Finally Charles asked, "So why did you invite me back?" I just smiled nervously and raised my beer, "Nightcap for a fun night." Charles smiled, "So thatÕs it? We come back here, get me all worked up watching you two and then I go home to fuck my pillow?" We all laughed but there was a definite edge in the air. "What do you mean?" Julie asked. I had my hand on her back and could feel her heart beating. For my part, my pulse was about 180. "I mean," Charles said, his voice a little deeper now, "That if nothing happens, as soon as I walk out the door, IÕm gonna have to jerk myself off thinking about you." He stared straight at her for a few moments before looking at me. "She can at least give me a hand canÕt she?" I thought JulieÕs heart was going to beat right out of her body as they both waited for me to answer. "Just her hand?" I asked. Charles unconsciously rubbed his crotch. "ThatÕs all brother. And I promise it wonÕt take long." My cock was like a rock now as I turned to Julie and asked her softly. "Do you want to?" She was staring at the giant bulge in Charles' jeans as she whispered. "Let me make him happy, and then I can attack you." She gave me a deep kiss and then got up to walk nervously over to Charles. She sat next to him as he leaned back on the couch. He slowly unbuckled his pants and opened them. He then reached into his boxers and pulled out a rock hard piece of meat about ten inches long and as thick as my wrist. The large head already had a drop of cum glistening on the end. He was right, I thought, this wonÕt take long. Julie looked like she was in a trance as she reached over and placed her small hand on this monster. It twitched a little as she grabbed it and slowly wrapped her fingers around it. Charles let out a moan as he leaned back and let her start to jerk him. Julie leaned back also but kept staring at the giant cock in her hand. Charles reached over and gently raised her chin before leaning over and giving her a slow, deep kiss. ThatÕs all right, I thought, as I saw his tongue slide into her mouth. After all, is a kiss worse than a hand job? They kept making out with Charles reaching under her shirt and rubbing her breasts. After a few minutes, Julie started to jerk him harder, hoping I guess to make him cum. Charles leaned back again and closed his eyes, concentrating. Finally he opened his eyes and said, "ItÕs too dry baby, itÕs starting to hurt." Julie stopped and started to get up. When Charles asked her where she was going, she said there was some lotion in the closet. "Aw cÕmon," Charles said with a smile. "You donÕt need that." He looked over at me. "She can give it a few licks canÕt she? Just to get me lubed up?" I hesitated because I knew it probably wouldnÕt stop there if it went any further. I had also seen the lust in JulieÕs eyes as she had rubbed his cock. Watching them, however, had been the most exciting thing I had ever done. My own cock felt like it was ready to blow any second. Paralyzed, I just shrugged. Charles took that as a yes and motioned to Julie. "CÕmere baby." Still as if in a trance, Julie sat on the couch next to him, with her feet underneath her. Charles gently placed his huge hand behind her head and slowly pushed her down to his twitching cock. Julie stopped about an inch above his cock and slowly licked the shaft from top to bottom. She did this a few times before resting her head on his stomach and jerking him as she worked just the tip of his cock into her mouth. I almost came then as I knew that she had just tasted some of the cum that had already leaked out of his cock. Charles started hunching his hips up, trying to get more of his cock in her mouth, but she wasnÕt able to get much more than the head in. Finally, he pushed her aside. "Let me get these off baby," he said as he stood up and kicked off his shoes then peeled off his pants and boxers. Julie stayed obediently on the couch staring at the giant cock that was sticking straight out from this perfect dark specimen that had somehow ended up in our living room. Still standing, he stepped closer to Julie and stuck his cock right in her face. She grabbed it with both hands and fed it into her mouth. I now had my cock out and was watching them from the side of the couch. Charles groaned and said, "Lick my balls baby, I love that." Julie held his cock up against his stomach and worked her way down to the giant balls that hung about six inches below. She repositioned herself so she was sitting on the couch with her feet on the ground and Charles standing in front of her with one foot on the couch. She bent down so that his balls were directly above her face and began to take them into her mouth. She was so hot now that I saw her hands begin rubbing his muscular ass as she continued slobbering all over his balls and shaft. She moaned loudly as she once again took the head of his cock into her mouth and grabbed his ass, pulling more of him into her. He literally fucked her face like this for a few minutes until I saw JulieÕs finger searching the crack of his ass. She found his asshole and slowly inserted her finger all the way in. I moaned loudly and shot an incredible load across the floor as she did this. She had never done this with me and it was incredibly erotic to see her do it with such confidence. It was apparently more than Charles could stand also because he grabbed the back of her head and started pumping into her mouth. "Ahhh baby, here it comes," he moaned. Julie gagged as the first gush of come hit her throat but Charles held her in place as he bucked several more times filling her mouth and stomach I knew, with scorching hot cum. I saw her swallowing, but still coughed some out on her chin when he finally let her go. She licked up and down his shaft like a possessed person when he finished. It was then I realized that she was the only one in the room who hadnÕt cum yet. Apparently Charles realized the same thing as he pushed her back on the couch. "One good turn deserves another," he said as he reached down and pulled her shirt up before pushing her down on the couch. Completely naked, Charles laid down over my wife and gave her a long wet kiss, before working his tongue down to her breasts. She was writhing like crazy, pushing her hips up against him, pushing down on his shoulders. Charles quickly unbuttoned her pants and pulled them off her. As he did I saw two things; he was almost rock hard again, and the crotch of her red panties was soaked through completely. Charles reached down with both hands and pulled her panties off before diving between her spread legs and jamming his dark tongue into her snatch. Almost instantaneously Julie came, louder and longer than I had ever heard, even on our honeymoon. Charles hung on for the ride, keeping his tongue inside her the whole time. When she had calmed down a bit, Charles licked his way back up her stomach and chest until he had his tongue in her mouth again. Without even looking up at me for approval, I saw him manuever his hips around and start pushing that horse cock into my wife, who was making animal noises now like I had never heard before. Pushing himself up on his arms, Charles shoved his hips into Julie, whose legs spread even wider. I have a pretty normal sized dick and Julie is extremely tight for me, so I could only imagine what she felt like to Charles who was turning her inside out with each thrust. Having already come, Charles had incredible stamina. I blew two more loads watching him fuck my wife in every conceivable position. Julie seemed like she was having one continuous orgasm. Finally he had her facing him as he sat on the couch, lifting her with his huge hands placed on each beautiful ass cheek, when I saw him tense up. Julie, knowing what was going to happen, reached behind her and massaged his giant balls as he arched his back and exploded into her. I could see his cock glistening with thick come as she slid up and down his shaft a few more times to finish him off. That was the only time we ever did something like that and the last time we saw Charles, but I would be lying if I said I didnÕt think about him fucking her about 90% of the time weÕre having sex now.