Joan's Desire Pt. 4

"Good afternoon, gentlemen," Malcolm said, standing before all the husbands.

All the husbands watched as Malcolm stretched his ball sack and the length of his enormous cock.

"It's a bit warm today, huh?"

All the husbands nodded.

Malcolm asked, "What do you think about Lisa?"

All the husbands smiled.

Malcolm said, "All of your wives are as beautiful as Lisa is, and like Lisa, your wife deserves the best."

Malcolm had Lisa stand in front of him, his cock visibly swinging between Lisa's legs. Malcolm circled Lisa's nipples with his middle fingers.

He said, "Like Lisa, your wives have erogenous zones, areas that are sensitive and sexy."

Malcolm lightly massaged Lisa's breasts. "You can't just grab your wife's breasts. You have to treat them with care. You can lightly massage them and cup them in your hands, but you have to remember your wife's breasts are sensitive."

"Your wife's entire body is an erogenous zone," Malcolm said as he trailed his finger from between Lisa's breasts to her vulva, "And your wife wants you to touch all of them."

Malcolm had Lisa face him, and he put his hands on her ass. Trailing his hands from Lisa's ass cheeks to her ears, Malcolm said, "Your wives are sensual creatures, but more than that, they need to feel valued by you. Your wife needs to know you see her as more than a sex object."

Malcolm asked, "How many of you, if you were single and had the chance, would fuck Lisa?"

A few husbands raised their hands, and Malcolm called on one of them and had him come to the stage.

Malcolm had Lisa sit on a chair and had the husband sit on the floor between her legs.

"Tell Lisa what you'd do to her if you had the chance."

The husband looked between Lisa's legs and said, "If I had the chance... "

"Who the fuck are you talking to?" Malcolm asked, "Lisa or her pussy?"

"I, um," The husband stammered. "I was doing what you told me to do."

"Is that a fact?" Malcolm asked. "Okay. If that's the case, then fuck her."

"You mean right now?" The husband asked.

"Yeah, "Malcolm said. "You want to, don't you?"

"Yes," The husband said nervously.

Malcolm asked Lisa, "Do you want him to fuck you?"

Lisa shrugged. "I guess."

Malcolm demanded, "Go ahead and fuck her!"

The husband looked down and said, "I can't. I'm not hard."

Malcolm suggested, "Maybe I ought to go get your wife and have her get you hard so you can fuck Lisa."

The husband shook his head. "No. That's okay. I'm good."

The husband got up and returned to his seat, and Malcolm asked, "You really didn't want to fuck her, did you?"

The husband didn't answer.

Malcolm said, "You wonder why your marriages are so fucked up. And I can tell you why. You're married to beautiful women who are all valuable, but you just want to fuck them. Or maybe your wife wants sex, but you can't give her what she needs. Either way, it doesn't change your wife's value, but it does change how she sees you. If you can't see your wife as anything but something to fuck, she will not respect you. And if you can't please your wife sexually, she can't see you as a man."

Malcolm asked the man who had just sat down, "Tell me about your wife."

"Um," The man said, "She's a great wife and mom, and um, she's a great cook. She's a strong woman. I mean, she, um, can do everything."

"Tell me how I would recognize her if I had never met her."

"She has brown hair and brown eyes. She's five foot two inches tall and has a few extra pounds. She has a butterfly tattoo on her left shoulder and wears glasses."

"Now, describe Lisa to me," Malcolm said.

"She has blonde hair, firm titties, she's thin, has blue eyes, and a beautiful round ass."

Malcolm asked, "Did you notice she wore a wedding band?"

The husband nodded.

Malcolm held up a photo of the husband's wife naked and asked another husband to describe her.

"Um, she has brown hair, wears glasses, has a few extra pounds, she has a tattoo on her left shoulder... "

"Would you fuck her?" Malcolm asked.

The husbands looked at each other.

Malcolm asked again, "Would you fuck her?"

The husband shook his head.

"Why not?"

The husband didn't respond.

Malcolm said, "She has tits and a pussy like Lisa does, and she's married like Lisa is. Why wouldn't you fuck her? You don't think she's attractive?"

The husbands looked at each other again.

Malcolm pointed to the first husband. "You won't fuck Lisa because you're afraid of what your wife might say, and you," Malcolm said, pointing to the second husband, "Won't fuck his wife because you're afraid of what he might do to you if you did."

Malcolm looked over the room and said, "You're living in fear, and that doesn't make a woman want you."

"Do you know what women want?" Malcolm asked as he let the microphone drop and hang next to his cock, which was the size of the microphone.

"They want a real man," Malcolm said, pulling the microphone up. "And what do you think makes a man a real man?"

* * *

Kalifa stood before the wives and said, "There's nothing wrong with a man treating a woman well, but I think you'll agree that a real man isn't a gentle, nice guy. He's a man who has what it takes to make you feel like a woman."

The wives clapped and nodded.

Kalifa continued, "You wouldn't be here if your marriage were all you hoped it would be, but it's not just your husband's fault. There are two of you in your relationship, but your happiness depends on you. You could have chosen to be happy with things the way they were, but you chose BBC because you wanted more. Thousands of wives have discovered that BBC was what their marriage needed all along. Once you experience everything BBC has to offer, you'll wonder why you settled for less."

One wife asked, "What does BBC stand for?"

Kalifa asked, "What do you think it stands for?"

The wife's face reddened. "Big Black Cock?"

Kalifa smiled. "Although there is no shortage of that around here, BBC actually stands for Biologically Blessed Collective. The BBC originated with four members who believed the secret to a happier marriage was better and more frequent sex."

"How many of you do not want better sex more often?" Kalifa asked.

No one raised their hand.

"How many of you believe you deserve better sex more often?

The wives looked at each other, and a few timidly raised their hands.

Kalifa asked, "Have you ever stopped to think about yourself and who you are? When you looked in the mirror this morning, what did you see? Did you see you, or did you see what others think you should see? You know you have a body, emotions, and think a certain way, but are those things the real you? I'm sure many of you have been told you're unique--just like everyone else, but you are unique. No one else is just like you. You are important! And you are important because Life seeks to be something special through you. Life is meant to be lived and enjoyed. Life holds infinite possibilities for pleasure, enjoyment, happiness, and accomplishments, but only if you let go of what you've always believed and give in to a new way of thinking about yourself.

I don't care if you're twenty-six or sixty-two; you only have one life to live, and it should be a life filled with memories that make you smile. You deserve to be happy. You deserve to have a happy marriage. And you deserve a man who can bring you to multiple toe-curling orgasms!"

All the women clapped and cheered.

Ellen, a wife in her mid-fifties, raised her hand and asked, "What if our problem has nothing to do with sex?"

Kalifa smiled. "It's always about sex."

The wife retorted, "Neither of us cares about sex. What we want is more intimacy."

Kalifa asked, "Did you have sex last night or this morning?"

"Yes, last night and this morning."

"With your husband?" Kalifa asked.

"Well, no. He wasn't there."

Kalifa asked Ellen, "Are you saying you didn't enjoy the sex you had last night and this morning?"

"Of course I did," Ellen replied. "It was some of the best sex I'd had in years."

Kalifa looked around and asked, "Who else had sex last night or this morning?"

All but one wife raised her hand.

Kalifa asked, "And why didn't you have sex last night or this morning? Didn't you have the chance to?"

Kelly, a wife in her mid-thirties, replied, "Oh, no, I had the chance to. I just couldn't do it."

"Why not?" Kalifa asked.

"I was afraid," Kelly answered. "I was afraid that I would like it too much."

Kalifa smiled. "Liking sex isn't a bad thing."

"I know, but I have an addictive personality."

Kelly said, "Before I met Richard, I did a lot of cocaine. And when I got high, I got horny, and I'd fuck any guy with a dick. I had trains pulled on me, and I got gang-banged regularly. I couldn't get enough cock. And then I met Richard."

"What changed?" Kalifa asked.

"We started hiking, camping, biking. Richard kept me so busy that I didn't have time to just fuck around anymore, and he helped me become a better person."

"Do you miss all the sex you used to have?" Kalifa asked.

"At times, sure. I love sex, and I love cock, but there's more to life than sex."

"That sounds wonderful," Kalifa said. "Then why are you here if all is good in your world?"

Kelly sighed. "I don't feel like I have any control anymore. I used to feel in control when I wasn't in control. I mean, I know it sounds crazy, but when I was out of control, I felt in control."

"So, Richard is controlling?" Kalifa asked.

"Not really. He's just constantly moving. I can't get him to just do nothing. He's an active guy, and there's always some conquest. Richard is fun to be around, but I don't know."

Kalifa smiled. "Sometimes you'd like to just get some dick."

Kalifa looked at the wives and said, "The reason we have you undress when you come here is so you can see what's available to you. You see each other's husbands naked, and you see our Marriage Enhancement Advisement Team naked. You're here for two weeks, and nothing is off-limits. There are no rules here. If you want to have sex, you can. If you don't, you don't have to. But we're here for you and want your marriage to be better than before."

* * *

Malcolm asked the husbands, "Define for me what you think a woman is."

One husband raised his hand. "A woman is the opposite of a man. She has different sexual parts and often thinks differently than men."

Another husband said, "My wife is more than a woman. She's everything to me. She's my best friend, and we share everything. She's the reason we're here, to be better people and to have a better marriage."

A third husband said, "A woman is something you have to chase. You always have to say the right thing. You have to be careful what you say around them, and they have to know everything. If you say something, you're wrong. If you don't say something, you're wrong. Whatever you do or don't do, you're wrong."

Malcolm asked, "When was the last time you and your wife had sex?"

"The last time? What year is this?"

Malcolm asked, "Do you think you might be the reason you're not getting sex?"

The husband replied, "We went to church counseling, and they tried to say I was at fault, too. I call bullshit. A man shouldn't have to earn sex. Sex is supposed to be a part of marriage. I don't get why everyone says the man has to do so much to get sex."

Malcolm said, "Most men don't realize how easy women are."

The husband retorted, "Yeah, when you have a big dick like yours."

The third husband looked at the other husbands and continued, "Think about it. They have us naked, so our wives can compare us to these big cock mother fuckers. We husbands don't have a chance against these guys. Look at his cock, and then look at yours. Who do you think your wife will want to fuck, him or you?"

The second husband stated, "We're here to improve our marriages, and these guys are willing to help."

"Yeah, by teaching our wives that we aren't worth fucking."

The second husband asked Lisa, "Do you think coming here has helped your marriage?"

Lisa smiled. "I can honestly say that the BBC retreat is what my husband and I needed."

And where is your husband now?" The third husband asked.

"He's working."

"Yeah, and you're here getting fucked by these big cock black guys."

Lisa stood up. "I'm going to turn around, and if you want to fuck me, you can."

The second husband looked at the third husband and said, "Think about your wife."

The third husband sneered and walked up to Lisa.

He rubbed her butt cheeks and then rubbed his cock between them.

"Come on," The third husband said.

After a couple of minutes, he gave up.

Lisa turned around and asked, "What happened?"

The third husband shook his head and sighed. "Nothing happened, obviously."

"I don't turn you on?" Lisa asked.

"You're married."

"I am," Lisa said. "But you had the chance to fuck me, and you couldn't do it."

"It's not because I don't want to fuck you," the third husband said. "Maybe if we were alone and you sucked me... "

"Let's do it!"

Lisa and the third husband left together.

Malcolm asked the other husbands, "How many of you came here to improve your marriage?"

All the husbands raised their hands.

Malcolm asked, "And how many of you came here to fuck another woman?"

None of the husbands raised their hands this time.

Malcolm said, "We're all naked here because it makes us all vulnerable, and we all have to be comfortable with vulnerability. Vulnerability is also the birthplace of joy, creativity, authenticity, and love. When we are vulnerable, we can let our guard down and be seen for who we truly are. The truth about vulnerability is that it is not a weakness but a strength.

Vulnerability allows us to be authentic instead of trying to please others. In turn, we become more understanding, willing to forgive, and willing to give the gift of love to others. Being vulnerable can help you foster better connections and relationships with your wives. And it enables you to find people who will accept you for who you are.

Your self-worth should come from who you are, not from what you have between your legs. Your self-worth shouldn't depend on what you have but who you are. It's not about what we do but more about the person we are. Once you realize this, you can become more accepting of yourself and others. My job, as well as the other Marriage Enhancement Advisement Team members, is to help you learn how to be better husbands and to help your wives accept your limitations."

* * *

Kalifa said to the wives, "Your options within your marriage are infinite. There are no limits. You can do whatever you want to. You exist to love and be loved, or you should. I have a feeling that many of you have forgotten what good sex feels like. And luckily, many of you got a quick reminder last night, maybe not so quick."

Dianne said, "Oh, no. It wasn't quick."

Kalifa asked, "Tell us about last night."

Dianne said, "I don't think I slept last night. It started with a massage, then more intimate touching, and then I had to have them."

"Them?"

"Yes. DeMarcus and Jamal."

"What happened?"

"Oh, my God," Dianne said. "Everything!"

Dianne explained, "My husband, Jack, is a great guy, but last night, DeMarcus and Jamal made me feel things I hadn't felt for a very long time. I felt wanted, sexy, and needed. And they made me want them. As they massaged me, they told me how beautiful I was. They kissed every part of my body, and since we were all naked, their cocks brushed against me, which was sexy as hell.

DeMarcus told me I had a beautiful pussy, and he said he loved its shape and smell. And Jamal said I had pretty, kissable lips. They made eye contact and had no fear. They touched me and kissed me like men, and I loved that. Then DeMarcus entered me. And oh, God, did that feel good. As DeMarcus fucked me, Jamal kissed me, played with my tits, and then put his cock in my mouth. I felt so needed, and I loved it."

Another wife, Kay, interjected. "Last night was almost surreal. Everything was about me. We showered together, and Sir and LaShaun kissed me and told me how sexy I was. I'm a size twenty-two. I'm not a small woman, but to them, I was the sexiest woman on earth, or so they made me feel. Afterward, they asked me about my husband, Terry. They asked me what I liked about him and what I wished was different.

The whole time we talked, they rubbed and touched me. We'd showered, and I was already horny, but they didn't rush anything. In a way, I expected them to fuck me in the shower and then afterward, but they wanted to get to know me first, which I liked."

"Did it finally happen?" Kalifa asked. "Did you have sex with LaShaun and Sir?"

Kay nodded. "I did. And it was incredible."

Kalifa asked Kay, "And what happened when you saw your husband this morning?"

Kay smiled. "My body was still tingling, and his touch set me off. All Terry had to do was touch me, and I had an orgasm."

Kalifa said, "That's what we hope for. We want you to feel more connected and turned on by your husbands."

Kay tilted her head, raised her eyebrows, and snickered. "I don't know if it was Terry I was turned on by."

Kalifa replied, "What matters is that after being with LaShaun and Sir, Terry's touch did something for you."

Kalifa asked, "When you were alone with Terry this morning, did you two do anything?"

Kay smiled and nodded. "We made love."

"And was it good?"

"Terry said it was the best sex we'd ever had."

"And what do you think?"

"It didn't last very long, but it was good."

Ariel, a wife in her early twenties, said, "To me, it's kind of an accomplishment when a guy gets off quickly. It means I was that good."

Kalifa asked, "Did you have sex with anyone last night?"

Ariel nodded. "They were older guys, and they surprised me. I'm not usually interested in older guys, but they were, wow!"

"Tell us more," Kalifa said.

"Before I got married, I was kind of a slut," Ariel said. "So, I've been with a lot of guys. Dan and Charles were amazing, though. At first, I never thought they'd get off, and then I didn't want them to. I felt like I was doing Cirque du Soleil with these guys. So much was going on, and they lasted most of the night. They wanted me as much as I wanted them. It was almost magical."

"And what happened when you saw your husband this morning?"

Ariel smiled. "I wanted to tell him everything, but I didn't."

"Why not?"

"He's a missionary kind of guy."

"And?"

"And I don't know," Ariel said. "I'm hoping that you guys teach him how to be more like Dan and Charles."

Kalifa smiled. "You and Charles, Dan, and your husband will be together after lunch today, so maybe your husband will pick up a few things."

"Yeah. That's not going to be awkward."

Kalifa looked at all the wives and said, "We're here to make your marriages better than they are. And good sex is a big part of marriage, whether you want to admit it or not. You will have the best sex of your lives while you're here, and we hope that continues when you go home."

Halle, a slender wife in her late thirties, said, "My husband says he wants sex all the time, but he never initiates. Sometimes I feel he wants sex, but not with me. I catch him jacking off to porn, and when I catch him and offer to have sex with him, he's not interested. He loses his hard-on as soon as he sees me. He rarely touches me. And I always kiss him first."

Kalifa nodded. "A lot of men are too afraid to ask for what they want, and when you catch them jacking off, they feel ashamed and can't perform. Sex, for a lot of men, is not easy. They know they want sex, but at the same time, they are afraid of not being good enough. Think about the last time you and your husband had sex. Was it that good? Did you want more?"

Halle shook her head. "No. He came as soon as he entered me. We didn't kiss, and there was no foreplay. It was wham, bam, and I don't think he even thanked me."

"Did you have sex last night?" Kalifa asked.

"I did. And I want more of what I got last night."

"What made last night so special?"

Halle smiled. "They wanted me. They took their time and made me want them. They had this candle that, when it melted, became massage oil. They had me put on this cute little dress and dance for them, and they danced with me. And they made love to me. I had them both in me at the same time. I felt so wanted and needed and girly at the same time. I needed that."

Mary, a wife in her mid-fifties, said, "I had incredible sex last night, too, but I'm not sure how us having sex with other men is going to make us want our husbands more or how being around all these gorgeous men is going to help our marriage."

Kalifa said, "That's why we have you complete the questionnaire. We want to know what you want so you get what you need when you get here."

Mary said, "Henry isn't small, but he's nowhere near as big as any of the men here. I mean, he's bigger than some of the husbands but not near as big as the men I was with last night or any of the men that work here."

Kalifa smiled. "When we promised you'd get good sex here, we meant it."

"Yeah, but how do we get at home what we get here?"

* * *

Malcolm told the husbands, "You're here for two weeks, and I assume you came here to improve your relationship with your wives..."

As Malcolm spoke, the sixty-five-inch TV screen behind him came to life.

All the husbands watched as Lisa and the husband she left with entered a room.

"Okay," Lisa said. "We're alone now."

"Yeah," The husband said. "And I'm going to fuck you as you've never been fucked before."

Lisa smiled. "I'm all yours."

The husband said, "You need to suck me first."

Lisa shook her head. "No. You need to eat me first."

As the husband got between Lisa's legs, she asked, "So, what's your name?"

"Ben."

"Eat me, Ben."

Ben sucked on Lisa's clit, and she said, "Damn, Ben! It's not a cock! Be gentle."

Ben licked Lisa's clit, and then Lisa said, "Fuck, Ben, there's more to my pussy than my clit."

Ben continued to lick around and inside Lisa's vagina, and Lisa finally said, "Obviously, eating pussy isn't your strong suit. Just fuck me."

Ben got on his knees and masturbated, and the TV screen went to a split screen.

Lisa and DeMarcus were on the other screen.

Ben wasn't fully erect when he put his cock inside Lisa, but he did so anyway.

Ben and DeMarcus entered Lisa simultaneously, and a timer appeared on the bottom of the screen

Each screen showed a close-up of Ben's and DeMarcus's cocks entering Lisa.

DeMarcus's cock was fully erect, and Ben was holding his cock, still trying to get it in Lisa. The timer was at two minutes and twenty-three seconds when Ben let go of his cock and layed on top of Lisa.

The timer was at three minutes and ten seconds when Ben reached down and put his cock back into Lisa for a third time.

At three minutes and eight seconds, it was evident to the other husbands that Ben was coming, and DeMarcus was still pumping his cock in and out of Lisa.

Ben said, "I normally last longer."

"But you got to fuck me."

Ben nodded. "Yeah, I did."

"Are you happy?"

"Yeah, I guess."

The timer was at four minutes and nineteen seconds, and DeMarcus was still going strong.

Lisa said, "That was fun."

"You really enjoyed it?" Ben asked.

"I did," Lisa replied. "You should be proud of yourself."

"Oh, yeah? Why is that?"

"You did what you said you'd do. You fucked me."

Ben nodded. "Yeah, but I wanted to last a lot longer."

Lisa asked, "Does your wife ever say you don't last long enough?"

Ben sighed. "Halle wants it all the time, and she never says much. We fuck, and that's it. I can stay hard when I watch porn, but like with you, I come so fucking fast that I feel like such a damn loser."

"You're not a loser," Lisa said. "Your penis is just really sensitive."

"But," Ben said. "I've always come too fast."

"For you or your wife?" Lisa asked as the timer hit seven minutes.

"You know," Lisa said. "The average time for intercourse for many men is three to five minutes."

"We did it that long, right?"

"I don't know," Lisa said. "I wasn't timing you."

"So, I'm like most men?" Ben asked.

"You're average."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means," Lisa said. "That you're like most men."

* * *

"See what I mean?" Halle asked.

Dianne answered, "Trust me, DeMarcus will last as long as she wants him to."

Tears rolled down Halle's cheeks.

"Are you upset that Ben fucked Lisa?" Kalifa asked.

"I'm not sure he did," Halle responded. "But I am embarrassed. Now everyone knows how pitiful our sex life is."

* * *

Ben asked, "If you were my wife, would you be happy getting what I gave you all the time?"

"It depends. If it's enough for your wife, maybe you're good enough."

"But," Ben asked, "Three to five minutes is good, right?"

The timer at the bottom of the TV screen was at eleven minutes and fourteen seconds, and DeMarcus was nowhere near ready to cum.

Lisa said, "That depends on each couple. For some people, three to five minutes is enough."

Ben got up, walked over to a table, and brought back glasses of water for him and Lisa.

"I'd want sex more often if I knew I could please Halle."

"How do you know you don't?"

"Come on," Ben said. "You didn't get off."

The timer hit fourteen minutes and twenty-seven seconds, and Lisa said, "Women don't always have to get off to enjoy sex. It's nice when we can, but it's not necessary."

Ben asked, "When did you get off last?"

"This morning."

"Would you say I'm a good lover?"

Lisa shrugged. "You're not the worst."

Ben laughed. "Oh, thanks."

Lisa patted Ben's thigh. "Hey, if nothing else, you can't get any worse."

* * *

The wives tried not to laugh, and Kalifa said, "When you hit bottom, there's only one way to go."

Halle shook her head. "He's not a bad guy. He's just not the best lover."

Kay said, "At least you know he wants to please you."

Dianne called attention to the timer, "Nineteen minutes and three seconds."

Halle looked at the TV screen. "If only..."

* * *

Jack asked Malcolm, "How long does this go on for?"

Malcolm looked at the TV screen. "Until Ben and Lisa leave the room."

"No," Jack asked, "How long does that other guy fuck Lisa?"

Malcolm chuckled. "I guess we'll all find out together."

* * *

Halle said, "I'd be happy if Ben wanted me as much as he wants her."

"At least," Kalifa said. "You now know why Ben isn't as sexual as you'd like him to be."

Dianne said, "You said it yourself that you're not sure he even fucked her."

"I don't care if he fucked her," Halle said. "It would be nice if he wanted me half as much as he wanted her."

* * *

Lisa asked Ben, "You ever asked your wife to teach you how to make her happy?"

"No. We don't talk about sex much."

"Why not?"

Ben sighed. "Guys are supposed to be good at sex. We're not supposed to ask women how to do what guys do naturally."

Lisa giggled. "I don't think it comes naturally to all men."

The timer was at twenty-six minutes and thirty-three seconds, and DeMarcus and Lisa were in the doggie position.

Lisa told Ben, "Not all men are like men you see in porn or the men you see here at the retreat, and not all men are blessed with big cocks or the ability to last as long as they want to. So, since you aren't blessed with size or stamina, you have to capitalize on your strengths."

"Like what?"

Lisa smiled. "Women like men who put them first, and we like generous and selfless men. It helps if they can talk to us, too. We like men who can listen to us and really hear us. Humility is important, too. Humility offers you the opportunity to become less self-involved and more attuned to the feelings and needs of others."

"Like how?" Ben asked as the timer hit thirty-four minutes and sixteen seconds.

Lisa said, "If you can be happy for others and their accomplishments and not be consumed by jealousy or self-pity, this can help you develop more positive relationships. Humility can also produce more happiness, positive emotions, and well-being because a humble person understands themselves better and can be comfortable with who they are and are not."

As the timer hit thirty-six minutes and eighteen seconds, and Lisa went down on DeMarcus, Lisa said, "Humility allows you to consciously be aware that you bring worth to this world even though you may not have a large penis or the ability to make a woman orgasm."

"Wait a minute... "

"No, listen to me," Lisa begged. "An essential quality of humbleness is to value others and enable them to use their talents. Listening to others and allowing them to express themselves is a compelling way to start understanding this. Humility is an attitude of spiritual modesty that comes from understanding our place in the larger order of things. It entails not taking our desires, successes, or failings too seriously.

You need to have an accurate self-perception, meaning that you understand where you stand when it comes to yourself and other men; a modest self-portrayal, being empathetic, acknowledging and respecting others at a deeper level and accurately understanding, as well as owning, your limitations and acquiring an other-oriented relational stance.

When you are self-oriented, you ignore the thoughts, needs, and feelings of others. Over time, this orientation will prevent you from forming meaningful relationships and realizing your full potential. In contrast, prosocial behavior makes us feel good, and we experience more health and happiness from being the giver than from being the recipient. Being other-oriented means making a conscious effort to put the thoughts, needs, and feelings of others first."

When the timer hit forty-one minutes and fifty-eight seconds, Ben asked, "What the hell are you talking about?"

"To put it in plain English," Lisa said. "Don't get so hung up on what you don't have and can't do, and focus on how you can help other people get what they want out of life."

"Like who?"

"Maybe your wife?"

"I want Halle to be happy," Ben said. "I do, but if I can't give her what she needs, what am I supposed to do?"

"Did you understand anything I just said?"

"You said a lot of things," Ben responded.

"Yes," Lisa said, "And you were so caught up on what you couldn't do and not on what's really important: your wife's happiness."

Lisa asked, "Do you know what women want from their men?"

Ben sighed, then shook his head.

Lisa put her hand on Ben's shoulder and said, "Women want a man who will be faithful to them, dependable, and willing to share what is his."

"Yeah," Ben said. "But I fucked you. So I've already been unfaithful."

Lisa giggled. "I don't know if you fucked me, but you gave a valiant attempt."

But I was in you," Ben said.

Lisa grinned and shook her head.

"This sucks!" Ben said.

"No," Lisa replied. "It's good that you couldn't fuck me. That means you want to be faithful to your wife, which means her happiness is important to you."

"It is," Ben said. "But as you now know, I suck in bed."

As the timer hit one hour, ten minutes, and thirty-eight seconds, Lisa smiled and said, "It's not how good you are in bed, but who you are that's important to her."

Lisa explained, "Your wife wants you to love her, trust her, be willing to sacrifice for her, to want her to get what she wants in life and in bed, and she needs to know you'll love her no matter what."

"I do. I mean, I will," Ben said.

"Even if she gets sex and you don't?"

"What?"

"Don't you think Halle deserves amazing, toe-curling, orgasmic sex?"

"Yeah," Ben said. "But I can't do that."

"Would you be willing to let her have sex with other men?"

"I don't know."

Lisa smiled. "You were willing to try to put your dick in me."

"I know," Ben said. "And that was a complete fail."

"Would you let other men teach you how to satisfy Halle?"

Ben sighed. "What would that say about me?"

Lisa smiled. "It would say you love Halle and are willing to ask for help."

* * *

Kalifa took Halle's hand and led her out of the room.

"I know it was tough for you to watch your husband with another woman, but luckily, he couldn't do what he thought he could for her."

Halle wiped tears from her eyes and said, "But he wanted her, and I need to be wanted like that."

Kalifa walked with Halle and told her, "You are a wanted woman. Your husband isn't unlike other men, and the other husbands want their wives to have better sex, too."

"I have a feeling the other wives aren't seeing their husbands with other women, though," Halle said.

Kalifa opened a door and led Halle into another room, much like the one her husband was in.

Kalifa said, "Wait here," and left.

* * *

Malcolm led the men out of the room and to where Halle was waiting.

He said to the husbands, "You just watched Ben fail miserably at trying to please Lisa, and now it's your chance to prove your sexual worth to his wife."

One of the husbands asked, "Wait, we're going to fuck Ben's wife?

Another husband asked, "You mean all of us?"

Another husband asked, "What about our wives?"

Malcolm asked, "Didn't watching Lisa with the other guy get you horny?"

Most of the men nodded.

Malcolm said, "Your wives came here wanting better sex, and who better to give Ben's wife what she needs than you?"

The husbands entered the room one by one, and many were stroking their cocks.

Halle asked, "What's going on?"

Malcolm smiled, and the TV screen came to life. Halle and the other husbands saw Ben and Lisa as Ben was trying to fuck Lisa.

Malcolm asked, "Don't you deserve love, too?"

Halle nodded, then asked, "But why are they all here?"

Malcolm replied, "To love you."

Halle looked at all the husbands, then asked Malcolm, "What am I supposed to do?"

Malcolm answered, "Allow them to love you."

Malcolm explained, "If you want to be loved, you have to allow love to come to you. You can't refuse love when it is offered."

Malcolm asked, "Don't you want to be wanted?"

Halle nodded, and Malcolm asked the husbands, "Do you want Halle?"

All the husbands nodded, and one yelled, "Hell yes, I do!"

* * *

The TV screen came to life, and Ben looked at it. On the screen, Ben could see Halle sucking one of the other husbands while another fingered her and fondled her breast.

Ben asked, "What the hell?"

Lisa responded, "I told you that you were average, and now you can see for yourself."

* * *

The other wives watched the TV screen. DeMarcus was still with Lisa on one side, and on the other were Halle and all of their husbands. The wives watched as each of their husbands received oral from Halle and then fucked her.

Kay said, "Oh, my God! He's actually fucking her!"

The rest of the wives watched intently as the timer read, One hour, thirty-three minutes, and nineteen seconds.

* * *

As the sixth husband got sucked by Halle and the fifth husband started fucking her, Lisa said to Ben, "See? They don't last long either."

"But she's letting them all fuck her!"

"Are you turned on?" Lisa asked.

No! They're fucking my wife, and she's letting them!"

Lisa got between Ben's legs and began sucking him.

"Oh, fuck," Ben said. "You're good."

After a couple of minutes, Lisa asked Ben to tell her what his wife was doing.

"The fifth guy just came in her, and the next guy is getting ready to fuck her."

"Are you turned on yet?"

"You're turning me on."

Lisa asked, "Does your wife look happy?"

"I don't know."

"Are you happy she's getting fucked?"

"I'm glad you're sucking me."

* * *

As the sixth husband came inside Halle, the next husband in line came in her mouth.

The husband that came inside Halle said, "Wow! You have got the best pussy."

Halle swallowed, smiled, and said, "You felt good, too."

The next husband in line to fuck Halle said, "Move, man. I'm about to come and don't want it to go to waste."

The sixth husband sneered and said, "She's got a mouth. Cum in it."

The husband about to come did just that.

* * *

"Oh, fuck!" Ben exclaimed, "I'm gonna come!"

The wives watched as Lisa and Halle swallowed.

Mallory, a wife in her mid-twenties, said, "I don't do that."

Kalifa responded, "It looks like your husband likes it."

Mallory nodded and lowered her head.

Mallory had nothing to worry about, though. Her husband came in Halle's mouth before he could fuck her.

Every wife got to watch her husband come in Halle's mouth or pussy. And most of the husbands lasted in the three- to five-minute range. Many of the husbands fucked Halle two or three times, though.

Spent and unable to keep his erection, Ben said, "They're fucking the shit out of her."

Lisa retorted, "And it appears she's liking it."

"I have to admit," Ben said. "It is kind of sexy to see her getting fucked like that."

Lisa rubbed Ben's back. "Some women just need a lot of cock."

"I never imagined I'd ever see her like that."

Lisa smiled. "You tried your best to fuck me, and they're all fucking her good. It was bound to happen."

"Hey," Lisa said as she rubbed Ben's knee, "At least you've got something to brag about."

"Like what?"

"That every guy here is either going to or has fucked your wife."

"You really think every guy here is going to fuck Halle?"

Lisa nodded. "I think she wants them to. So why not?"

As the last husband shot his third load into Halle, he said, "I bet out of all the women here, you've got the best pussy."

Halle smiled, pulled his mouth to hers, and kissed him. "You're an amazing man, yourself."

The husband, whose cock was still in Halle, kissed her again and said, "Given the chance, I'd fuck you every day and three times on Sunday."

Halle giggled. "I think you came in me three times today."

"I did, and I'll do it again if you give me a few."

Halle looked at all of the husbands. "You were all great, and I thank you for fucking me and letting me suck you."

All the husbands smiled and nodded, many wanting to fuck Halle again.

Malcolm got between Halle's legs when the last husband pulled out and slid his cock into her.

"Oh, fuck, yeah!" Halle screamed. "That's what mommy likes."

Ben watched as Malcolm pounded Halle for close to twenty minutes before he came in her.

"He's tearing her up."

Lisa smiled. "And he's got a huge cock."

"Yeah, he does."

Lisa asked, "How's it feel knowing your wife is getting all that cock?"

Ben shook his head. "I don't know."

Lisa asked, "Doesn't she deserve it?"

Ben shrugged. "I guess."

"You have a lot of men to thank right now," Lisa said.

"For what?"

Lisa tilted her head, stared at Ben, and said, "They fucked your wife for you."

"I don't think so," Ben replied. "I think they fucked her because she let them."

"And why do you think she let them?"

"I don't know," Ben said.

"She let them fuck her because she needed them to. Your wife loves cock, and a lot of it, and she needed them as badly as they wanted her."

"I don't know about that," Ben said.

Halle sat up, looked between her legs, and said, "You guys have no idea how much I needed this, and I thank you again, all of you."

Malcolm asked, "If your husband was here right now, what would you say to him?"

Halle rubbed cum on her breasts and licked her fingers.

"I'd tell him he could learn a lot from all of you. Oh, my God! I have never been fucked as good as you all fucked me!"

Malcolm said, "You deserve it."

Halle giggled. "And I'm ready for round two if you all are."

"Some of those guys have fucked her two and three times already," Ben said.

"Don't you want them to fuck her again?" Lisa asked.

"It's not that," Ben said. "I'm just impressed that some guys can go two or three rounds."

"It's not uncommon," Lisa said. "Most guys can go two or three rounds."

"I can't."

"Then you're not like most guys."

As Jack slid his cock into Halle, Ben said, "I think this is the fourth time this guy has fucked Halle."

Lisa asked, "How does that make you feel?"

"Like I should be fucking his wife."

"Do you think you could right now?" Lisa asked.

"No. Not right now, but I could."

* * *

Hearing this, Dianne said, "Not with that little dick, you wouldn't."

Kalifa asked, "You like the big ones, do you?"

Dianne smiled. "Who doesn't."