English Adventure on Activity Course


My wife and I have been married for eight years.
We met when we were both sixteen and neither of us
were particularly experienced with members of the
opposite sex. In fact, Debbie had never had a
previous boyfriend.

We have always had a close relationship and hardly
spend any time apart due to us working together.
We work for a fairly large company and in our
department there is Debbie, myself, six other guys
and one other girl.

In February, it was announced that our department
had written the most contracts for the previous
year. As a reward we all to be sent on a team
building course for five days in the lake
district. We were all looking forward to going but
three days before the trip, Suzanne the other girl
in our department was involved in an accident.
Unfortunately she was unable to attend.

Upon our arrival, Debbie and I both got teased as
on our arrival we were allocated to dormitory type
accommodation. This meant we would be sleeping
apart for the week and it was explained that no
exception could be made, not even for husband and
wives. Apparently it was unusual for a mixed-sex
course anyway.

The first four days of the course were great fun,
with treasure hunts, canoeing and the like. It was
on the last day that an interesting development
occurred. It was to be challenge day, where we
were to compete in a variety of events. At 3pm in
the afternoon we were all gathered together and it
was explained by the chief marshall that the next
event was designed at breaking down barriers
between various grades of staff. He said that he
hoped no one would refuse to take part but added
it might be a little difficult for Debbie. We were
led over to an army type assault course which
involved running through tyres, balancing on
beams, scramble nets and culminated in climbing a
huge wall with foot holes. This all looked simple
enough and I new Debbie would cope with it. It was
then that the Chief Marshall dropped his
bombshell.

We were told that we wouldn't need our boots to
complete this course. In fact, we were told we
didn't need anything. This exercise was to be
completed naked. There were a few jokes from the
group but we soon realised the marshall was
serious. It was explained to us that research had
shown it was difficult for management to pull rank
when their employees had saw them naked. This
exercise would show that we were all born the
same. Right! Lets get on with it, we were told.
Nobody moved. "This is not optional" - we were
told, we would fail the course if we did not take
part. A few of the lads muttered things like, "Oh
well, lets do it then" and they started to
undress. I suddenly felt my heart beating as I
turned to face Debbie to see her removing her
sweater. I new she had never seen another man's
penis before but now she was going to see another
six. Worse still, it looked like she was prepared
to let them see her naked.

"Deb!" I started to protest.

"I'm not being the only one to refuse!" she said.

The other guys were undressed at an alarming rate
and I saw Debbie's expression as she caught site
of Rob's flaccid penis. Her eyes widened. It may
seem hard to believe but Debbie really didn't know
that my cock is way below average. Rob wasn't
fantastically endowed, neither were the other guys
but I was by far the smallest. Where as mine just
sort of sticks out when soft, all of the other
guys cocks actually hung down. Debbie kicked off
her jeans as I undressed. I heard a cheer go up
and noticed that Debbie had removed her bra. I
felt my cock shrink further at she pulled down her
knickers exposing her part shaven mound to all of
our work colleagues. We all stood there stark
naked and I could see Debbie glancing from cock to
cock. Furthermore five sets of eyes were staring
at my wife's tits and pussy. We were ordered to
get into a line to start the race. Debbie was
given a five second start - so much for equality.

The race was off, and by the time we reached the
wall, Debbie had started climbing. I glanced up
and stopped in my tracks. The footholes meant that
Debbie's legs were wide apart and all of the guys
looking up at her had a clear view of her pussy
lips. One of the other guys said to me, "Christ
look at Paul." I glanced up to see Paul climbing
the wall below my wife. He had an erection. I
glanced around to see all of the guys staring at
my wifes slit. Looking down, I noticed that two of
the guys were completely erect and two of them
were semi erect. Only Gary's cock was still soft.
When we had all climbed the wall we were told that
we could get dressed and returned to base.

After dinner that night the wine started flowing.
It was always only going to be a matter of time
before the days events were brought up.

It was Paul who first said, "You were a good sport
today Deb."

The others readily agreed.

"It was an education," Deb replied.

She then explained that until today she had only
ever seen my penis. "I didn't know they could be
so different," she laughed.

John then asked her if she thought all men had one
as small as mine. Debbie immediately jumped to my
defence but she did then concede that she had
never thought of me as small but now new
otherwise. Especially you three she said pointing
at Paul Rob and John, "I noticed you three were
hard."

"So," said Paul, "I noticed you were wet."

Debbie went bright red. I certainly hadn't noticed
and thought that Paul was just teasing her. I was
shocked when Debbie said, "I suppose I was a bit,"
and she laughed.

"I'm surprised we all weren't hard," said Paul,
"you have a really cute pussy. You don't mind me
telling her that do you?" he asked me.

I just shook my head. Paul told Debbie that he was
hard now and asked her if she wanted to see. He
stood up, dropped his trousers and stood with his
erect cock only inches from my wife's face.

"Put it away" she laughed.

"Don't you want to touch it?" he said.

"No! put it away" she said again.

The others then started a chant, "Go on, touch it,
touch it, touch it..."

Debbie looked at me and asked, "Can I?"

The room fell silent and all eyes were on me. I
felt a knot in my stomach and felt obliged to say,
"If you want to."

Debbie smiled, reached out a hand and touched the
tip of Paul's cock. Paul grabbed her hand and
wrapped her fingers around it.

"Feel it properly," he said and he moved her hand
up and down. My wife was wanking off another man
before me.

"Let's give Debbie a treat," Paul said.

He told the other five guys to get undressed. I
stood amazed as they all stripped. This time, they
were all erect. I also got undressed and was
somewhat taken aback by my own hardness. Debbie
was now wanking two cocks, the drink had obviously
had an effect. It was then that I noticed Gary
unbuttoning her blouse. Within what seemed like 15
seconds Debbie was also nude. Rob's hand
disappeared between Debbie's thighs and he
announced to the rest of us

"She is absolutely soaking!"

Debbie's legs buckled and she lay on the floor. I
knew what was about to happen. Rob kneeled down by
her feet and Debbie drew up her legs. Rob took
hold of her knees and eased them apart. He
shuffled forward and I looked down to see the head
of his penis touch my wife's slit. He pushed and
her pussy just seemed to swallow the head. He
pushed again and slid into her up to the hilt.

Debbie looked at me and said, "God! He is sooooooo
big," Rob said, "God! She is soooooo tight"

Slowly, Rob started to fuck her. His bum was
heaving up and down between her open legs and
before long he let out a mighty sigh. I gulped as
the realisation that he had come inside her hit
me. As Rob climbed off, Gary climbed on. As Gary
climbed off, Paul climbed on, and as Paul climbed
off John climbed on, and so on. Within the space
of ten minutes, Debbie had gone from only ever
having sex with me to being fucked consecutively
by six other guys. I looked at her pussy. It was
wide open, distorted and swollen. A steady stream
of cum was running out of her. The other guys
patted me on the back as they left. Debbie and I
were left alone. She told me she loved me and I
kissed her. I was still hard but as I went to
enter her she stopped me.

"Not tonight," she said, "I'm a bit sore."

I looked down at her again pussy again. It is no
exaggeration to say a river of cum was now leaking
from her insides.

It is now three weeks since our trip and when we
sleep together it is obvious that Debbie has been
stretched. In a heart to heart she has confided
that although she never wants to loose me, she can
no longer really feel me inside her. I am writing
this tonight whilst Debbie, with my consent, has
gone out with John. We have agreed that she will
not come home until tomorrow.