Does She Know?

Before we got married, my then fiancée who's seven years older than me, asked me if I'd like to enjoy a threesome. She knew I'd had a purely oral relationship with a friend as a teenager. One where we'd suck each other off, but not indulge in anal. However she wanted to know if I'd indulge her curiosity, and take the next step. In other words, let a guy fuck me.
It didn't happen, but she did begin to include anal sex for me via a strap on dildo. And I must admit, after a while, I began to get just as much, if not more enjoyment, than she did from being fucked.
As our marriage grew, she distanced herself from using the strap on, ultimately stopping, and any idea of another guy joining us, and even said she'd absolutely hate it.
The thing is, I'd begun to dildo fuck myself when she wasn't around. And I'd fantasise about having a guy fuck me.
During our house move in August last year (2021), I met our new neighbours. One side is a couple with kids, the other side of us is a single man called Martin. And Martin as I soon found out, is a gay fifty two year old large cocked man.
He helped us move in and even did some painting with us. Then a couple months after we took possession of the house keys, Martin asked me if I'd help him with his motorcycle.
We worked on it for about half an hour in his back garden, before he stood to one side and took a pee.
I couldn't help but see his large penis, and Martin saw me staring. Not messing about, he asked me if I'd like to suck it. I should have said no, but I found myself on my knees in his kitchen gripping his hardening cock and opening my mouth so he could slide it over my tongue.
All the old feelings I had when sucking my teenage friends cock came back to me, but also did the new desire I had around being fucked.
Releasing his cock after a few minutes, he asked if I was ok. That's when I asked him if he'd fuck me.
I stood totally naked in his kitchen, leant over Martins kitchen table. He'd put on a condom he'd gotten from his living room, and had used lube he had in the same draw as the condoms.
The dildo I'd been using is six inches long and five inches around. Martins fully erect cock is eight and a half inches long, curved upwards, veiny, always showing its head and just over six inches around.
So when he thrust his cock into my waiting hole, it stung somewhat. Even so I knew I was going to enjoy him fucking me, and that's exactly how it turned out.
Every thrust got easier for me to take. And every thrust got deeper and more powerful. After a few minutes he was fucking me so hard, the table was moving across his kitchen floor.
It's one thing dildoing yourself, but it's quite another being fucked deep and hard by a man who's not only got a bigger cock, but also who knows how to really fuck a guy.
And Martin didn't let up once. It was our first fuck and he wasn't going to disappoint me or himself. And to that end, by the time my cock erupted all over the table beneath me, he was hammering my fuck hole making me beg for him to give to me.
His moans and groans got louder and I thought he was going to cum up my arsehole. But Martin pulled out, pulled off the condom and had me kneel in front of him.
When he came, he literally flooded my mouth and face with his spunk, making me so happy.
We cleaned up, but not before Martin pulled me up and kissed me. It was my first ever male kiss, and I absolutely loved it.
His motorcycle took a couple of weeks to get it where he was happy to ride it. By then we'd fucked every time we worked on it, and once it was shining and ready to go, I took mine out of the garage and went on a days ride with Martin.
My wife was playing golf at her club. The reason we moved to the area, and I was kneeling down overlooking our town, with a fifty two behind me sliding his bare cock up my arsehole.
We fucked twice that day. And both times I took Martins cum deep inside my arsehole. Feeling it ooze out, covering my boxers, as we rode through the Peak District will live me forever.
My wife has become her clubs female vice captain. It means she attends events, tournaments and functions. Some I attend. But it also means I get at least two to three days a week alone. And that usually means I'm taking Martins cock down my throat or up my arsehole.
He's more than happy to have a willing bottom on tap, and I'm extremely happy to enjoy his big cock fucking me.
As a last addition to my confession, my wife recently asked me if I'd like to drive her to her golf club. She was playing at a famous golf course in a charity event. Which meant travelling in a coach, then staying over two nights.
As she kissed me goodbye, she said "Enjoy riding with Martin. I'm sure you'll both have a great time". She paused before she added "Make sure you change the bed sheets, if you use our bed".
She kissed me again and gently carressed my cock through my trousers.
Now I'm thinking my wife knows about me and Martin. But then I'm beginning to think she's having sex with a younger female golfer. One who she shared a room with on her golfing trip.