The summer after our veritable fuckfest with Rick in NYC, Kim and I were finally
married in a very traditional and classy affair. Her father is a surgeon, and
since Kim is their youngest child and only daughter, he had no qualms about going
all out for the wedding. Rick was my best man, a job that he was simply thrilled
to have. The fact that he had slept with the bride was known only to the three of
us. Well, that's not completely true. Kim had told her rather conservative and
God-fearing best friend from college (and who ended up being Kim's maid of honor)
that she had slept with Rick with my blessings, primarily just to shock her. But
apart from that, it was our little secret.

The wedding was splendid, and as Rick and Kim danced and laughed together, I
delighted in the fact that a true friendship had blossomed between them over the
past few years, despite the complications and baggage that naturally came about
from their occasional fuckfests. Rick was a great guy, and since he genuinely
liked both Kim and myself, I was confident he would never do anything to upset
the precarious balance we had achieved in our little love triangle. Kim too
seemed much more comfortable with the situation. Our last session with Rick in
NYC, along with our wedding, seemed to allow Kim to finally come to terms with
the pleasure we derived from having Rick bed her. She became more willing to
discuss our sessions with Rick, and my desire for Rick to fuck her now seemed to
amuse her more than anything else. When she wanted to turn me on, she knew all
she had to do was start talking about how much she enjoyed spreading her legs for
Rick on one occasion or another.

After the wedding, we settled back into our regular routine. Our sex life was
still sporadic, but that was primarily the result of our extremely busy
schedules, and Kim's insecurities about her body. Kim has an absolutely stunning
figure, with full 36C breasts, a thin waist, flared hips, and a soft, generous
ass that begs to be caressed. In addition to her classic hourglass figure, she's
5'10", making her taller than most women and even a lot of guys (including
myself, but it's a poor man who can't climb a tree lying down, as I like to say!)
In any case, Kim's older brothers all dated tiny cheerleader types, so she
somehow acquired this idea that her body was too tall and large. Of course, it
didn't mean much that I was entranced by her body, since I was her husband and so
I was obliged to desire her. Thus, Kim found Rick's attention extremely
flattering. He was under no obligation to find her beautiful, and since he was a
good looking guy with his pick of women, the fact that he chose to lavish
attention upon Kim was a nice boost for her ego. And the better she felt about
herself, the more frequently we made love, so I had multiple reasons to encourage
Rick to continue bestowing his attentions upon Kim.

Unfortunately, our busy schedules prevented us from seeing Rick. He visited us
once with a girlfriend, who didn't seem all that pleased to meet us, and nothing
happened. We later found out that Rick, who has a tendency towards being brutally
honest, had informed his girlfriend of his sessions with us. Small wonder she
wasn't thrilled to visit us! Fortunately, they broke up soon thereafter, which
didn't surprise us as Rick tended not to get involved in long-term relationships.
It's not that he was opposed to them, in fact he earnestly wanted a stable
relationship, but something always seemed to go wrong with the women he dated.
And then Rick met Susan. Rick went on and on about how about how wonderful Susan,
his new girlfriend, was. We were happy for him, though we wondered whether it
would mean the end of our threesomes if he found himself in a serious
relationship. The months went by, and Rick and Susan ended up moving in together,
which took us completely by surprise. The only thing that kept me hopeful was the
occasional lewd comment about Kim that Rick would make in his email messages that
he sent me.

The months continued to roll by, and before we knew it my graduation from law
school was upon us. In honor of the event, Rick arranged some time off to come up
and stay with us for the weekend. This was our first real opportunity for a
threesome since the session in NYC, but what with his relationship with Susan, I
had my doubts whether he'd even be interested. Thank God I was wrong, even though
I didn't quite get the threesome I'd hoped for.

Graduation day was a nice affair, with my family, in-laws, and several friends
coming to share the moment with me. Frankly, I'm not usually one for a lot of
attention, but after surviving the trials of law school, it was nice to bask in
the pleasure of my accomplishment, even if I didn't have a job at graduation. The
graduation ceremony in the afternoon was followed by dinner at a nice restaurant
with my friends and family. After dinner wound down, the "young" folk, comprised
of Kim, Rick, myself, a number of friends, and my sister, decided to hit the
town. We whiled away the hours at a bar playing pool, drinking, and just soaking
up each other's company. Several of my friends had come in from out of town, and
so we just had an excellent time catching up. Unfortunately, after several hours
my sister started to feel ill, so I took her back to our place, where she was
staying, while everyone else wrapped up their pool games and finished their
drinks. The fact that my sister was staying with me was a real bummer, since I
figured it would kill any chance of getting Rick into bed with Kim. We had a
spare bedroom upstairs, down the hallway from the master bedroom, so I put her in
there. Rick was stuck with the couch downstairs.

Rick and Kim arrived home only about thirty minutes after my sister and myself,
but by that time my sister was sound asleep. Rick, Kim, and I polished off a
bottle of wine downstairs. When Rick was off in the bathroom Kim warned me that
NOTHING was going to happen with Rick since my sister was in the house. Kim
simply did not want to risk getting caught. My hopes completely dashed, we soon
headed off the bed and Rick settled in on the couch.

Despite her stern warning regarding Rick, the alcohol had made Kim more than a
little randy, and we were soon kissing passionately and running our hands all
over one another. I had one desperate gamble to make. I took my time kissing Kim,
caressing her breasts and pinching her hard nipples as she likes. After lavishing
attention upon her breasts, I pulled up her nightshirt and slid my hand down her
panties. But instead of immediately sliding my fingers into her pussy or rubbing
her clit, I cupped her mound with my hand and rotated it while I pressed down.
The generalized pressure is a sure way to get her turned on, and Kim was soon
cooing her approval while I manipulated her entire sex. Once I felt her pussy
lips open up under my hand, and the slickness of her juices seeping through my
fingers, I gently eased a couple of fingers into her eager tunnel. My fondling of
her sex had gotten her extremely pliable and wet, and her cunt hungrily accepted
my probing digits. Keeping my fingers lodged inside her, I pressed against her
clit with the palm of hand and rubbed up and down while I continued to kiss her.
Grinding her clit and pussy against my hand, the increased tempo and pressure
with which she raised her hips betrayed her impending orgasm. Instead of allowing
her sexual release, I stopped just short. Twice more I did this, building her up
to an orgasm, only to leave her hanging.

After the third time she was begging me to fuck her, but I whispered in her ear
that the only way she was going to get to climax was with Rick. She cursed me,
but allowed me to continue my manipulation of her very wet and frustrated pussy.
As I started building her up again, in a very husky voice she told me I wasn't
being fair tempting her like this, because I knew that she wanted Rick to fuck
her. Those words were the breakthrough I had been working for, as she wouldn't
have uttered them if she didn't want me to get him to fuck her. I took off her
panties and told her to go downstairs, take Rick's hand, and place it between her
legs. Once he felt her sopping wet pussy I knew he wouldn't refuse her. But
despite my encouragement, and her own eagerness for Rick's caresses, Kim balked
at the prospect of actually initiating sex with Rick. Coyly, Kim suggested that I
should go downstairs and send Rick up to her. My heart dropped into my stomach.
She wanted him to fuck her alone! And unlike the shower in NYC, there was no way
I could crack open the door to watch without betraying my presence. I had fallen
neatly into a trap of my own making. I wanted so desperately to get Rick between
Kim's legs that she knew I wouldn't refuse her request. My legs shaking, I headed
downstairs to wake Rick. As I left my wife on our bed, I took one last glance
over my shoulder to see her stripping off her nightshirt, leaving her stark naked
for her lover.

Although only fifteen minutes had passed since we had gone to bed, Rick was
already asleep. I jostled his arm, and he startled awake, groggily asking what I
wanted. I told him that Kim wanted to sleep with him, and he shook his head to
clear the cobwebs. He just lay there, silent, obviously pondering the wisdom of
fucking my wife. Giving me one of his classic, shit-eating grins, he threw back
the sheet that covered him and climbed to his feet, wearing only a pair of
underwear that strained to conceal a rampant erection. I gazed down at his cock
with the foreboding knowledge that before the night was through, his lengthy
member would be buried to the hilt in my wife's sweet pussy. Slapping me on the
shoulder he headed upstairs, pausing only for a moment when he realized I wasn't
following him up. The grin on his face spread even wider, and his eyes flashed in
anticipation as he understood that Kim's body was to be his alone. With the head
of his cock poking out the top of his underwear, Rick disappeared upstairs and
into our bedroom. The door shut with an ominous click.

I was literally quivering all over by that point, and I lay down on the couch in
the family room, which was located directly under our bedroom. My ears straining,
I heard no sound from the spare bedroom that indicated my sister had roused from
her sleep. She's a heavy sleeper, but I was afraid that might sleep uneasily
because she didn't feel well. But the only faint sounds came from the bedroom
above, as the floor creaked softly under Rick's feet as he moved towards the bed.
After a few minutes there was a brief squeak from the bed as Rick apparently got
on it, and then there was nothing. In the dark, left alone with my own throbbing
cock, my mind reeled with images of Rick and Kim locked in the embrace of torrid
lovemaking, him stirring her to new heights of passion. It was a torture far
worse than the doubts and jealousy I felt after Rick had fucked Kim for the very
first time. I was close to achieving what I had desperately wanted for the past
four years; my beloved, beautiful, sensual wife was utterly surrendering her body
to the pleasures of another man. Our sexual journey with Rick had begun partly as
an exercise of my control over Kim. But now I was the one with absolutely no
control. My best friend was coupling with my wife in my very own bed, taking his
pleasure of her, and there was nothing I could do but wait for him to finish with
her. I was more excited and more afraid than I had ever been.

Over the course of several subsequent lovemaking sessions I managed to coax the
full description of what happened from Kim, who usually did so only in the throes
of passion while I sucked and fingered her pussy. Her tale was coerced from her
in the brutal honesty of passion, so I have no reason to doubt anything she said.
Rick too provided valuable information on the encounter, under threat that he'd
never fuck Kim again if he didn't tell me.

Rick entered the bedroom and closed the door behind him, locking it to ensure
they wouldn't be disturbed. Kim had covered herself with the sheet, and
approaching the bed Rick reached down and pulled the sheet completely off,
exposing her naked form stretched out beneath him. Gazing down upon her without
saying anything, his eyes burning with lust, Rick allowed Kim to reach up and
pull down the front of his underwear. Rick's rock-hard member sprang forth,
hovering over Kim. She delicately traced her nails over his balls and ran her
fingers up and down his shaft, leaving them sticky with the precum that was
oozing from his cock. Rick's savored the moment, continuing to devour Kim with
his eyes, relishing her almost worshipful caresses of his rigid prick.

Still standing next to the bed, Rick's first words to Kim were a command to
spread her legs. Although startled by the demand, as Rick had never presumed that
privilege in their previous encounters, Kim complied, spreading her legs to
reveal her very open and wet pussy. I hadn't trimmed her bush in some time, so
the curls of pubic hair around her snatch were slick with her juices. Through the
dim light from outside that left Rick little more than a dark form hovering above
her, Kim made out a smile that bespoke utter dominance as he reached between
Kim's legs and slid first two, and then three and four fingers into Kim's
drenched pussy, rubbing her distended clitoris with his thumb. Aroused long
before Rick had entered the room, Kim could not help the moans and sighs of
satisfaction of having her husband's best friend with his fingers lodged inside
her cunt up to their knuckles. Kim's pussy can get incredibly flexible and
accommodating when she's sufficiently stimulated, as Rick obviously had her. Rick
later expressed the amazement that he felt as his knuckles slit past the entrance
to her cunt and he realized that the only part of his hand not lodged inside Kim
was his thumb. Lost in her passion, Kim's hand dropped from Rick's cock, and he
softly but firmly ordered her to continue. Even as she gasped at the hand lodged
halfway into her womb, Kim obeyed, jerking earnestly on his cock and feeling it
swell even further under his touch. Drops of precum splattered down onto her
stomach.

Her swollen nipples pointing straight up, jiggling as her breasts heaved with
every gasp and moan, Kim lewdly humped her hips upwards as she vainly attempted
to draw even more of Rick's hand inside her. With his hand still grinding away
inside Kim's cunt, Rick fell to the bed on top of her, his mouth seeking out
hers. She gripped his head in her hands, frantically thrusting her tongue into
his mouth as she drew ever closer to the sexual release for which she hungered.
But for the fourth time this evening she was to be denied. Without any warning,
Rick pulled his hand out of Kim's cunt and smeared her juices all over her
breasts and face, leaving only the rush of cool air to caress and penetrate her
wide open hole. Rick licked his way from Kim's mouth down to her breasts, and
lapped up the juices he had spread over them, then alternated between biting hard
on her aching nipples and flicking them with his tongue as he held them between
his teeth. Again kissing her forcefully, Rick squeezed and fondled her soft
breasts, pinching her nipples between his long fingers. The combined pain and
pleasure brought tears to Kim's eyes.

Kissing his way down between her breasts, and over her stomach to her loins, Rick
spread Kim's legs apart so that they were pressed to the bed, leaving her pinned
like some helpless butterfly. He lowered his mouth to her sex and explored every
nook and cranny with his tongue, forcing it as deep inside her as possible. Then,
as her rubbed her clitoris, he did the same with her ass, reaming Kim's anus and
causing her to buck under his explorations. Finally, Rick seized her clitoris
between his lips and flicked it with his tongue. At the same time, he inserted
his three middle fingers back into her pussy, and his pinkie up her ass. The
combination of her delayed climax and the probing fingers in her ass and pussy
had Kim's hips bucking up and down helplessly. She had absolutely no control over
her body as it writhed beneath Rick. Within minutes her legs spasmed
uncontrollably, her pussy and ass clenched at the digits within them, and Kim let
loose a single, low moan that made it's way to me downstairs. My heart nearly
stopped at the sound that signified Rick's triumph over my wife's body.

As Kim's body trembled and recovered from her intense orgasm, Rick slid up beside
her and gently kissed and caressed her, in stark contrast to his earlier
manipulation and groping of her body. However, Rick was far from done with her,
as her held her chin, looked into her eyes, and commanded her to take his penis
in her mouth. Obeying without question, Kim slid down Rick's body until her mouth
hovered above his rigid tool. She kissed its length up and down, from the
cockhead that continued to ooze copious amounts of precum, down to his balls.
Then, in one swoop, her mouth descended upon his shaft, taking it as deep as she
could. Her head bobbed up and down as she eagerly sucked on Rick's prick. When I
discovered this I was sick with jealously. After we were married Kim had decided
that the only way she would take my dick in her mouth was in the shower, as the
taste of my precum and cum was too strong for her. As a result, she barely ever
deigns to suck on my prick.

Rick was as much under Kim's control as she had been under his, but the pleasure
she most yearned for was to feel Rick's cock buried deep within her pussy.
Grasping Rick's member, she nestled his cockhead between her cunt lips and easily
lowered her pussy down onto his long shaft. After the workout it had received,
her cunt yielded to his pole of flesh all too easily, and she soon sat astride
his cock, his manhood fully imbedded within her and the cockhead pressed up
against her womb. Rick told her to pull open the shade so he could see her in the
moonlight, and she did. The look of absolute awe and lust as he gazed up at her
took her by surprise, and made her realize just how much he desired her. Rick
reached up to caress and squeeze her breasts and Kim began to rock up and down,
easing his turgid staff in and out of her pussy. Rick's long cock pressed fully
inside, and Kim reveled in the sensation of being completely filled. Gripping her
ass with both hands, Rick began fervently slamming his prick up into Kim, causing
her breasts to bounce up and down with each thrust. Finally, Rick pulled Kim's
pussy down onto his cock one final time, and he squirted jet after jet of hot cum
into the depths of her womanhood.

As soon as Rick made his way down the stairs, a contented smile spread across his
face, I hurried past him to the bedroom. Closing the door behind me, I saw Kim
bathed in moonlight, lying in the middle of the bed with her legs spread and
slightly bent at the knees. Her chest rose and fell heavily as if she were trying
to catch her breath. She said nothing as I approached and stripped off my
clothing. Looking down at her, I noticed the red marks all over her breasts where
Rick had so vigorously sucked and squeezed. Her erect nipples were still shiny
with his saliva, and looked so taut they had to hurt. My gaze was drawn
inevitably between her thighs, at the petals of her cunt which were pulled back
by some unseen force, like some grossly abused flower. Between her open pussy
lips was the gaping hole of her cunt. Oozing forth, and spread all over her pussy
lips, was the testament to Rick's ravishment of Kim's body. Gobs of thick cum
covered her pink, swollen pussy lips and ran down between her ass cheeks. Even
her mass of pubic hair was matted together with cum. I extended my hand to the
glorious treasure between Kim's legs and smeared Rick's cum all over my fingers,
rubbing it all over Kim's mound, and then lifting my fingers to her mouth for her
to lick clean.

I climbed between her legs, and eased my cock into her sodden hole. Rick's
fucking had left her so completely open and so lubricated with cum, that I didn't
even need to guide my cock in. I just pointed it between her cunt lips and it
slid balls deep in one smooth motion. Rotating my hips, I relished the feel of
Rick's cum oozing about all around my shaft. I reached under Kim's ass and cupped
her cheeks, which raised her hips and gave me deeper access to her core. She held
me close as I slid my cock back and forth, Rick's cum squelching out in loud,
obscene noises with each thrust. I stabbed at Kim's asshole with my index finger,
driving it past her puckered sphincter with each thrust of her cock. Penetrating
her ass has always gotten me off, so within minutes I tensed and shot my own load
of jism into her well-fucked cunt. Drunk and exhausted, we didn't even bother to
clean up, falling asleep on sheets sodden with cum and Kim's juices.

Despite, or perhaps because, of their intimacy, Rick and Kim were awkward the
following morning. They resume their roles of dutiful wife and loyal best friend,
remaining at arms length from one another as if the intensity of the experience
scared them. In fact, I later learned that both of them blamed the alcohol for
their actions. Rick felt bad for cheating on Susan, and Kim felt bad because Rick
felt bad. However, what was done, was done, and Kim no longer tried to deny the
passion that Rick could spark in her. Still, there was one final step for her to
take. Kim continued to think of Rick in terms of his friendship with me, instead
of in terms of the separate relationship that she was developing with him. How
she overcame this final hurdle is the subject of Part 6, which took place only
recently in late June of '96.