She looked good. Finally, she was going to meet Tom. In the beginning, when they’d first started chatting she’d checked out his Facebook and obvio...sly gone through all his pictures and old statuses. She could see through all the facade of ‘happily married man’ type statuses and tagged at anniversary meal restaurants and family day outs… All clearly for outside appearances. No way would he message her the way he did if all that bullshit was legit. He was a good looking man, just her type. “Next time” growled Rod, “I’ll split you apart by fucking your asshole.”The crowd of watchers cheered, and my wife pleaded a loud “NOOO – PLEASE, NOOOO”With us all watching, Rod announced that he was going to cum. The others again cheered and then went silent. From my position, I was able to watch Rod’s massive balls tighten up against the underside of his thick, meaty cock. I then noticed his cock begin to throb and spasm as what I imagined was a pint of cum being shot up into my wife. She. All the other girls there were wearing what I would have called ‘stripper-clothes’, but not me.When the video got to the part of him explaining how the vibrator worked, she took the remote from me and stopped it. “I’d forgotten about it, maybe it wasn’t a vibrator at all. I wasn’t thinking too good and then I was afraid. What if it came on when I was on the stage? Then thinking about that happening started to make me horny along with being afraid, wondering what it’d be like.”She hit play. We'd always enjoyed a mutually satisfying and fairly adventurous sex life. I guess we were lucky that our desires, lusts and needs seemed to match and, as we learned about ach other's body, we usually fell into the sleep, afterwards, of replete exhaustion. Mind you, we often started again the next morning!Things changed after the accident. Whilst I wasn't in any way paralysed, I lost much of the sensation in my genitalia and could only attain a partial erection.Fortunately, we learned how to.