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Girls Night Out In Sexy Text Messages

A month ago my wife Kim was invited to a friend’s 40th birthday celebration. Angela planned to have a girly night at a hotel in a nearby town and Kim and four other women were invited.

Kim was uncertain whether to go or not as she’s 49, so she’s about ten years older than the rest of them and she had found that previous social events with this group were a bit noisier than she really liked. Not that they were particularly rowdy, but Kim is rather quiet and conservative and doesn’t normally drink much.

However I told her she ought to go. It would give her a break from the domestic routine and provide a chance to relax and recharge her batteries. I think what swung the balance was when she found that she would be sharing a room with Angela. Although she knew the other women well (they were all involved in the parent teachers association for our local high school) she was definitely much more friendly with Angela than the others.

The plan was for them to check into the hotel early on the Saturday afternoon, spend a bit of time in the spa and pool, and then go out for a meal in the evening.

Kim isn’t vain, but she does like to look nice and she asked my advice about what she should wear on the Saturday evening. They were going to a reasonably smart restaurant, so she had picked out a stylish dress which I thoroughly approved of.

“What do you think about underwear?” she asked, knowing that it’s an area I normally take a keen interest in.

“Well you’ve a choice — sensible or sexy — which do you feel like?”

She said she didn’t know which was best, so I suggested that as she had plenty of room in her case she might as well take both, then she could put on whatever suited her mood in the evening. She nodded in agreement to that and as well as some sensible, comfy underwear she also packed a lacy black bra and pants set, plus some lovely lace-topped hold-ups which I had bought her recently.

Not surprisingly I had a definite preference for the sexy underwear, but funnily enough I felt that Kim would be more likely to wear them if I left the choice to her and didn’t try and tell her what to wear.

I was enjoying helping her pack and the idea of my lovely wife going out in a smart dress and with her best underwear on was distinctly arousing. After we had been married for several years I had rather hesitantly confided in her that I did sometimes fantasize about her having sex with other men.

She was surprised and rather shocked, but fortunately she wasn’t actually upset. I should add that Kim was a virgin when I met her and throughout our nearly thirty years of marriage we have always been faithful to each other. Anyway she said nothing was ever going to happen, but the subject did crop up occasionally in our pillow talk and we seemed to settle on it as an agreeable fantasy.

The fact that Kim found it okay as a fantasy made me hope that one day it might actually be realized. Clearly this night out had the potential for something to happen and that was added to by a few bits of information I knew about some of the other women. I knew that Angela occasionally went out to clubs with Denise who was divorced. Bearing in mind that Kim had told me that Angela and her husband hadn’t had sex for 18 months I found it hard to believe that there weren’t times when things happened on those nights out.

So there was definitely a subtext to this night out and if nothing else I had a pleasant time mentally running through (and picturing!) the possibilities. Nothing was actually said, but I’m sure that Kim had at least an inkling of what I was thinking.

Anyway Kim set off to pick up Angela and one of the other women at lunchtime on the Saturday and as the hotel was only twenty miles away it wasn’t long before I got a text saying they had arrived safely. The next I heard was in the early evening when my phone beeped.

All going well. Hotel is great. Off out for meal soon. Luv u. Kim. xxx

I tapped out a reply.

Good. I hope u have a lovely evening. What undies did u choose?

My phone soon beeped again and I smiled at the reply.

Trust u to ask that. I chose the sexy ones. xxx

Nice! Have fun!

After that I settled down to watch a movie. It was perfectly possible, indeed quite likely that I wouldn’t hear any more from Kim, but nevertheless I kept my phone handy just in case. In the event it was getting on towards 11pm when it suddenly beeped again.

We’re back at the hotel and there’s a disco. Is it OK if I dance with someone?

Now that was interesting because Kim clearly wouldn’t have bothered texting me unless she wanted to dance. So I replied leaving it up to her, but making it clear that she had my approval (though encouragement might be a better word).

Sure. Have a dance. Text me again if you get chance.

I hoped that Kim would realise that my request for her to text me again was basically me saying that if anything did happen I wanted to be kept informed. After that I settled down to wait. I surfed restlessly through several of the TV channels, but couldn’t really watch anything. It was over half an hour before my phone beeped again.

I’ve danced with Mike a few times and he’s trying to touch me up. Do u mind?

That did make my heart beat faster!

That’s fine. I want u to enjoy yourself but txt updates if u can.

There was an almost immediate reply.

Thanks. Luv u. xxx

I sat there looking at my phone wondering what my wife was doing at this very moment. When she texted saying that Mike was trying to touch her up, I assumed that meant he had already touched her bum and bust outside of her clothing.

In a way that wasn’t great intimacy, except that I knew that it was for Kim. In the last thirty years I was the only man who had kissed her and touched her. Untouched until now by any stranger she must have found the novelty of the situation hugely arousing (doubly so as it included the thrill of the forbidden). I could imagine that she was very wet, squirming beneath Mike’s touch, responding to the messages her body was sending her, yet very aware that what she was doing was “wrong”.

I was sure that Mike would be keen to explore. His hand would travel up the front of her dress. Kim would say no, probably push his hand away, but it would return and begin to trace a journey up her inner thigh. Still she would say no, but this time there would be no pushing his hand away. She would almost stop breathing when his hand reached her knickers and he would not be able to miss the unmistakeable message which her damp panties proclaimed. His desire would be intense as his fingers explored further. At this exact moment his fingers could be drifting across her lush pubic hair, before sliding down to their ultimate target. Parting her cunt lips and sliding his finger inside her I could imagine Mike thinking that he had to have her, he simply must fuck this lovely married pussy.

I stared at my phone; was that what was happening now? In the event there were another thirty minutes or so before the next message arrived.

Angela wants to take them upstairs. What should I do?

It’s your choice but u have my permission. R u wet? Has he felt your pussy?

I am v wet. He has touched my pussy. Luv u. xxxxx

Now my imagination was in feverish overdrive. I had a vivid mental picture of two couples stumbling into a dimly lit bedroom. My wife’s dress being removed. A stranger unfastening her bra and then licking and sucking her breasts. Hands removing those lacy black knickers, fingers delving between her legs and exploring her lush wetness. Then Kim on her back, legs spread wide and another man’s cock sliding between her cunt lips and drawing an exquisite moan of pleasure from her lips.

After an hour I realised there weren’t going to be any more texts so I went to bed. I couldn’t resist reading through the messages again and tried to picture what was taking place twenty miles away. Had anything happened — surely it must have? Perhaps the deed was done or at this exact moment was my wife gasping as another man groaned and pumped his sperm into her lustful pussy.

I jerked myself off and finally fell asleep to a pleasant mental image of my wife laid back satisfied, her pubic hairs matted with a mixture of love honey and cum and her cunt lips still gaping from the passage of her lover’s cock. Not long afterwards my phone went for the final time that night and delivered the decisive message.

I’ve just been fucked. Luv u. xxxxx

Emma Snorkles Nude

As we drove around the bend the view in front of us was incredible. A friend had told us about this unspoilt stretch of the Mediterranean coast of Spain. The landscape was dry, volcanic and rugged which contrasted beautifully with the aquamarine sea. We were high on the cliff edge and below us we could see a series of small coves, some with beaches, some rocky, but the most important thing was they were all almost entirely deserted. My wife, Emma, squealed with excitement and I squeezed her thigh.

We had left the kids with their grandparents and intended to spend the day snorkeling and being naked in a secluded cove. Spain has a very relaxed attitude to nudity, especially in the secluded beaches of this area, but we still felt more comfortable getting naked where there weren’t too many people about.

I parked the car and stepped out into the sweltering sunshine. The heat seemed to radiate off the rocky ground.

“I am soooo excited,” Emma said in her upper class British accent.

“Me too, I need to get into that water,” I replied.

“I need to get naked!” Emma said. She was such a little naturist, which suited me fine. I loved to watch her shapely body moving in the bright sunshine. I was less comfortable with my own nakedness, as soon as I got wet my cock seemed to almost disappear. I felt a little self-conscious, even in front of my wife of 15 years.

Emma never seemed to feel self-conscious. She is very open and confident, which is one of the things I love about her. I am a little more reserved… happier fixing a car than making small talk.

We decided on a cove that had no beach, just large rocks, because we thought it would attract fewer people and the snorkeling would be better. We struggled with the beer cooler and snorkeling gear around rocks and cliffs until we got to our chosen spot.

“This looks perfect,” Emma said, dropping our bag onto some flat rocks. Behind us was a sheer cliff, to each side you had to climb over rocks to get to where we were and in front lay the Mediterranean. A small rock reef formed a circle in front of us, with sharp rocks breaking the surface of the water. Within the circle the water was mirror-like…perfect for snorkeling.

“Want a beer?” I asked. Emma said yes as she pulled her sun dress over her shoulders. I watched as her body was revealed. She had golden Scandinavian-type skin but her tits and ass were creamy white. Her pussy hair was full, but trimmed. She was curvy and delicious. She took the beer and sat sipping, gazing at the water in front of us. I couldn’t resist a glance at her neat little pussy nestled between her golden thighs.

I walked over and kissed her, the kiss turned into a tonguing session and my cock started to harden.

“Hey, snorkeling first, fucking later,” she said, in a typically direct way. The prospect of fucking in the hot sunshine only made my cock harden more.

“Can you put some sun cream on my white bits,” she asked. She lay on her stomach and I squirted the now hot cream on her full buttocks. I rubbed it in using slow, sensuous, circles, occasionally ‘accidentally’ slipping a finger between her butt cheeks. She giggled.

“Turn over,” I said. I squirted more cream on each of her tits and around her pussy. I took my time rubbing the cream into her tits. Her nipples stood proud. She moaned gently. I then moved to the area around her pussy. I could not help but have a little stroke of her pink pussy lips. She slapped my hand away with a smile.

“Lets have a snorkel,” she said

“OK,” I replied, jumping up to get the kit out of the bag.

The water was delightful, warm and turquoise. For me there is something very sexy about a woman’s body underwater. The goosebumps and lack of gravity work wonders for me and I spent almost as much time watching her as I did the fish. Every know and then I would swim up to her and rub my hand over her ass or cup a slippery, sun-creamed breast. She responded by groping my cock and giggling through her snorkel, but then swam on.

After and hour or so in the water we pulled ourselves out and got a drink. We sat on the towel warming in the sun, talking excitedly about what we had seen. It was bliss. We were a couple of feet away from the crystal clear water and we had not a care in the world.

While we were talking we noticed a snorkeller coming towards us. All you could see was his snorkel and the top of his head. He was close, but Emma didn’t bother getting dressed as he was likely to snorkel past us.

Suddenly he stood up. We hadn’t realised the water he was in was so shallow. It was too late for Emma to get dressed, as our clothes were quite a way behind us. He was holding some kind of shellfish.

“I am sorry,” he said with a thick Spanish accent. He was walking out of the water towards us. “I found this. It is giant mussel and I am so excited I want to show somebody, it is a little rare.” he said, laying the large clam-like shellfish down in front of us. The shell tapered down to a point, which obviously anchored it in the sand. He was a nice looking guy, with a friendly face. He was so enthusiastic about the rare mussel that he seemed not to have noticed that Emma was naked.

“I will put back, it doesn’t harm to bring her up, but we have luck to see her:”

Emma stepped forward, interested, looking down at the mussel.

“Cool, I have never seen on of those,” she said. She made no effort to cover up.

“You want to come see?” he said. “Come, come,” he beckoned us into the water. We slipped on our masks and followed him. My wife was still naked.

We snorkelled behind him as he lead us back to the spot where he found the mussel. He dived down to push it back into the sand and pointed to another nearby. We all surfaced.

“You want to see cave?” he asked. Emma nodded before I had a chance to speak. I found it hard to believe that my wife was comfortable snorkeling around naked in front of a stranger. We followed him, swimming quite hard for 10 minutes or so around the inside of the rock reef. Finally we got to an opening in the rock with turquoise light behind it. We popped up, treading water in circle.

“You want go in?” He asked. We both nodded.

My heart raced a little swimming through the underwater opening, but inside the open-topped ‘cave’ was beautiful. The walls were covered with tomato-red anemones and fish darted all around us. It was small, so we were close together. I thought I noticed our friend looking at Emma naked form. Inexplicably I started to get hard. We came up together and all exclaimed at how beautiful it was. I touched Emma’s thigh under the water and she grabbed my hand and squeezed it tightly. I raised my eyebrows, questioning whether she was okay, she smiled and squeezed my hand again.

“Would you like to come and have a beer with us?” I asked. I should have been trying to get rid of this guy but here I was inviting him for a drink.

“Why not?” he responded and we went under to head back.

Emma swam through the gap first and he swam after her. My cock started to throb at the idea of him looking right up into her pussy and ass as she kicked her way out of the cave. I thought I saw him touching himself, but I couldn’t be sure. He followed Emma all the way back to the cove where our gear was. I could have got between them but the situation was turning me on I decided to go with it and enjoy my beautiful wife being on display.

Emma got out first and headed towards our bags to get a towel and her clothes. Our friend was taking his time getting out of the water so I followed her to talk.

“How do you feel?” I whispered .

“Naked!” She said, her eyes wide. She grabbed her dress.

“Don’t get dressed” I said. She looked at me quizzically. “I am enjoying you being naked in front of him,” I said.

“You are sick,” she said. She hesitated for a second, then she smiled a mischievous smile and dropped her dress onto the rocks.

“Sorry…I am Paco,” he extended his hand walking towards me.

“Jim” I said “and this is Emma,” Emma smiled and leant towards him, kissing each cheek in the Spanish way. I swallowed and fought my growing hard-on. My wife being so close to another man, naked, made my head swim. What the was wrong with me?

“Anyone for a beer?” I asked. They both accepted and we all sat on towels. Emma lent back on her arms, showing off her white tits. She had goose bumps and her nipples were hard. She seemed to be enjoying being an exhibitionist. We chatted about the snorkeling and made small talk. Paco was on holiday from Madrid. He and his wife were staying in a hotel nearby, she didn’t snorkel and was at the hotel looking after their young daughter. Judging by his muscular body he was a few years younger than us. He was a keen snorkeller and told us about the fish that we had seen. Emma looked fascinated and smiled and nodded a lot but didn’t say much. We drank a beer each…and then another. All the time Paco barely seemed to notice Emma’s nudity although he did put on some dark glasses he had in a water proof holder on his belt.

He was friendly, warm and funny. His English wasn’t perfect but we understood one another perfectly well and his accent added to his charm. Emma has always been a sucker for a continental accent.

He hopped up to sneak behind a rock to relieve himself.

“What the fuck are we doing,” Emma said, flushed.

“Just go with. I am enjoying myself, aren’t you?” I asked, getting harder by the minute and feeling a little faint

“Maybe a little,” she said. Her faced reddened.

“Do you want to take it further?” I asked. She was incredulous.

“What…you want me to fuck him?” she said, laughing nervously. My throat went dry.

“I think I do,” I finally managed to say.

“You’re a freak,” she said. She was going to continue but he came back and sat down. I knew she was excited. Although she was trying to hide it I could see her chest rising and falling rapidly. Her nipples stood proud. She had always loved being the centre of attention.

Paco came back, smiled and sat down. Emma stood up and walked over to get something from our bag.

“You have beautiful wife,” Paco said watching her walk away.

“Thank you,” I said. My heart was pounding.

“You don’t mind she naked?” he asked.

“No…do you?” I responded.

“Of course no!” he said with a wide-eyed expression of surprise at the question. We looked at each other for a second and I think he understood the situation. I felt sick with a mixture of lust, jealousy and anticipation.

“What are you two talking about?” Emma said. We both turned to see her standing over us, naked, proud and gorgeous.

“How beautiful you are,” said Paco. “You make me, how you say…’caliente’,” he said. He looked embarrassed suddenly, as if he was unsure if he had overstepped the mark. He looked at me. I looked at Emma. This seemed to be the point of no return. My pulse raced and I felt dizzy. How would she react?

“You mean ‘horny’?” Emma said, tilting her head and smiling. She gently ran her fingers up her body, her nail brushing over her nipple.

“Madre mia,” Paco said. He looked at me with an expression of terror. I managed a smile.

Without another word Emma stepped towards him and ran her fingers through his thick, black hair. He looked up at her and put his hand on her thigh. Her naked pussy was inches from his face. He stood up, slowly, stupidly trying to hide his erection. They looked at each other for a moment and then they began to kiss.

Emma pulled him in closely and their kisses grew more urgent. I caught a glimpse of Emma’s tongue as it slid into his mouth. Her eyes were closed. His dark brown hands were on her white buttocks they began to grind gently against each other. She slipped her hands down his back and into his trunks and started to pull them down as she sank to her knees. She ran her tongue down his tanned chest and stomach as she went. She seemed oblivious to my presence, lost in lust.

His cock sprang free as his shorts came down and she immediately sucked it into her mouth. Her hands slid up the back of his legs and onto his ass. She pulled him into her mouth and started to suck hard. Slurping sounds escaped her mouth as she sucked on his thick, veiny cock. She opened her eyes and looked up at him but he was looking up at the sky with his mouth open. He began to gently thrust backwards and forwards. She moaned. He was fucking my wife’s soft mouth.

For a moment I thought she might suck him to completion, but she stopped sucking and lifted his cock with her hand. She started to lick his balls and then up his shaft, sucking and licking at the base, just as she knew I loved her to do. I noticed that her other hand was at her pussy rubbing with long, slow strokes. She looked across at me for the first time, her eyes focussing as though she was had just woken up. She stared directly into my eyes. I wanted to smile but I could only stare back. She looked down and saw how hard I was. Her eyes closed again and she started to wank him off slowly, still tonguing his balls. Her wedding ring glinted in the sunshine as her hand slid up and down his cock.

He looked like he was about to come when she suddenly stopped. She lay on her back and opened her legs. Her pussy lips were swollen and glistening He knelt and bent his head to her pussy. She watched him for a second and then her head slowly tilted back. She let out a moan and put her hands on the back of his head and pulled him hard against her, grinding her pussy into his face.

He moved up next to her face and they began to tongue each other like passionate young lovers. He then pushed her head down to his cock and she started to suck him again. He squeezed her breast and then slid his hand down her body to her pussy she opened her legs a little. He slipped his middle finger into her and rubbed her clit with the palm of his hand. She moaned and her legs fell fully open. She had submitted totally to him. His ring finger went into her easily. His fingers moved in and out of her as she sucked him for all she was worth. All I could hear was the wet sounds of her sucking and his fingering…nothing else in the world existed at that moment. The blood roared in my ears and I felt faint.

She suddenly sat up, pushed him to the ground by his shoulders and straddled him. She lent forward, arched her back and grabbed his cock behind her. Her delicate fingers wrapped around his cock. She guided him to her waiting pussy, rubbed the head against her lips for a second and then I witnessed his thick cock disappearing between the shell-pink lips of my wife’s pussy. She sank slowly down with a sigh.

She began to ride him. Slowly at first but then with greater intensity. He thrust upwards, their bodies made slapping sounds as they met, his balls hitting her asshole with each stroke. She lent forwards with her hands on either side of his head and her hair hung down around her face as he slammed up into her. She had stopped riding him now but her whole body jerked as she took his rythmic pounding. Her face was flushed and her eyes were closed. I knew she was close to coming. She let out a deep, rising moan and started to push down hard against him. They moved in unison up and down. She grabbed his hands and forced him to squeeze her tits hard.

“fuck me, fuck me, fuck me…” she hissed through clenched teeth. He slammed into her again and again, faster and faster. She clenched her buttocks together and grabbed his hips and pulled him into her.

Like a pressure cooker blowing it’s lid she finally came. She threw her head back and clawed at his chest . Her back arched and they were both still and silent for a few seconds and then she slumped forward onto him. They lay panting, her still on top of him and him still inside her. A trickle of come slid down his balls and dripped onto the towel. Finally he softened and slid out of her, followed by more come. Her pussy was glazed with their juices.

She stood up and walked over to me. Her face was flushed and she had red hand marks on her tits, there was shining streak of come running down her thigh. She looked worried and guilty, but satisfied at the same time. I smiled at her and we grabbed each other in a tight embrace. Her pussy felt hot and sticky against my leg.

“I go,” Paco said in a quiet voice behind her. She turned her head and kissed him deeply without letting me go. He got his gear on and lowered himself into the water. We were still locked in an embrace. I loved her more at that moment then I have ever loved anyone.

Wife Drinking At The Strip Club

I am a 40 year old male who is married to a 34 year old woman named Cindi. She is 5’7″ 139 pounds, and blond with blue eyes. She wears her hair shoulder length. We have two young children and just don’t find the time to go out anymore. So this particular Saturday, we were able to drop off the kids at my mother in laws and go out. When my wife was getting ready to go, I walked in the bedroom and she had put on a blue jeans skirt, a white sweater blouse with no bra and black boots. She then said that she had a surprise for me and bent over while pulling up her skirt. She was wearing no panties and instead had on an all in one garment that was stockings with a garter belt attached. I pleaded with her to fuck me right then and there, but she said not now! 

We went to dinner at a nice suburban restaurant and my wife drank most of a bottle of Pinot Gris. When we left the restaurant, she was already buzzing and wanted to stay out later. We drove down the boulevard until we decided to go to this strip club that we had been to before. She likes to go there when she’s drunk. It’s not too bad a place actually, it’s clean and they’re friendly there. I thought this could get hot, my wife has no panties on and we’re going to a titty bar. It was however unlikely anyone would see anything as her skirt was down past her knees. 

So when we got there we went to a table back away from the stage. While we walked back there, I could feel all the men’s eyes on her. We ordered a drink and watched the show. They have 1 dollar vodka cranberry drinks there, and my wife took advantage of that. She was on her second drink before I had half my beer consumed. As she got drunker, she got more interested in the dancers. She started to go up to the stage to tip them and be closer to them. They strippers really took an interest in my wife’s attention. They seemed to pay her more attention than other patrons. They would lean in real close to her and dangle their tits in her face. My wife was loving it! I might add that the other men in the club seemed to like watching the dancers being flirty with my wife. She would occasionally come back to sit at my table, but as she drank that became less frequent an occurrence. There were times, I thought that she must be so drunk, she forgets I’m here too. 

Anyway, the fun really started when my wife went up to watch a stripper named “Siren” do her thing. She’s a tall very thin brunette with an amazing body. My wife has liked watching her before. The strippers would dance two songs at a time and were usually nude by the middle of the second song. On the second song, my wife tucked the dollar bill in her blouse seemingly to dare her to come get it. The surprise was how she got it. Rather than put her head down her blouse, she lifted her blouse retrieving the dollar and kissing both of her tits. All of the men’s eyes around the stage were glued on the two of them. Siren then pulled back and recovered her so that she could show some love to the other tippers. 

After her second dance she departed the stage and another brunette got up to dance. This one was more medium build with nice breasts. They were probably a full C cup bra. She also took particular interest in my wife. She was dangling her tits in her face and just being very friendly. The men loved seeing this, especially the older gentleman sitting next to her. He was grey, a little heavyset and probably in his sixties. He had spoken with my wife at times, leaning in closer to make himself heard over the music. After her two dances were over, I could just make out the dancer asking my wife if she could give her a private dance for free. She said she really wanted to dance for her. My wife was rather drunk at this point and was very agreeable. The two of them ventured back to the VIP area. 

The VIP area is nothing more than a separate area of the club with five foot walls surrounding it and leather couches all along the inside. I truly think my wife was completely wasted, because she didn’t say a word to me, she just got up and went back there. Being drunk, I think she forgot about me. When they went back there, they went in and disappeared below the wall. I got up and walked over there to the side where they would be and peered over the wall. I am 6’2″ so it was not difficult to see below. The bouncer came over immediately and asked what I was looking at. I explained it was my wife getting a dance and he understood and moved away. 

When I looked down, I saw my wife laying back on a leather couch, with the stripper hovering over her very close. Upon further examination, they were making out, and I mean sucking face passionately. My wife’s hands were squeezing her tits and I thought to myself, “holy shit this is hot!” Five feet to the right of my wife was another older gentleman, probably in his late 50s getting a lap dance also. He appeared to be wearing a wedding band, but was here alone. He would occasionally look over at my wife and seemed to find that as interesting as the woman dancing for him. The private dances lasted two songs at this club and I think he was on his last song while my wife was on her first. After a few minutes of sucking face and massaging each others tits, the stripper kneeled in front of my wife and guided her skirt up a bit. 

My wife was drunk as hell and I am not sure if she knew she was doing that or not. The stripper let out a soft squeal, and called Cindi a dirty girl when she discovered she had no panties on. She then moved back up over her and off to her side making out with my wife again, but now her hand disappeared up her skirt. Being up and behind, I couldn’t see up her skirt, but I am sure she was fingering my wife, due to the way I could see her breathing change. This lasted through the rest of the first song. When it was over the stripper for the guy left and he started to get up too, then leaned over and asked if he could watch them. I didn’t quite hear their response, but I think he liked it and sat down on the couch to the immediate right of my wife. Before he did, he caught a glimpse of me watching and looked at me questionably for approval, I nodded that it was okay with me. At the time, there was nobody else back there and my wife had no idea I was watching all of this as I was behind and above her behind the five foot wall. She was also so drunk, I doubt she even remembered I was there. 

As the second song begins the stripper is to my wife’s left making out with her and with her hand up her skirt that is pulled halfway up her thigh, while the older guy was sitting to her right, very close almost leaning into her. As my wife made out with the stripper, she was gyrating her hips slowly enjoying the hand of the stripper. The guy sitting to her right reached over and placed his hand on her stocking mid thigh. Feeling that, my wife pulled away from the kiss to see who that was and looked at him again. She smiled, leaned over and kissed him. My heart was racing because I was conflicted. I wanted to put a stop to this while at the same time, I was hard and wanted to see what she would do. She then kissed the stripper again and then back to the guy. She was in heaven. She then reached over and gently rubbed his groin which was bulging. He then moved his hand to her skirt and pulled upwards slightly. She helped him by lifting her butt a little bit while still kissing the dancer. He pulled up her skirt enough so that even I could see her pussy exposed now. His hand moved down and now both of them were rubbing her pussy. 

This was unbelievable to me seeing this. The dancer and the guy knew I was watching this and were giving me a great show. This guy was old enough to be her father and his finger was in her pussy. 

My wife still squeezing his bulge, prompted him to, with his free hand, to undo the button and zipper on his pants and pull out his dick, which was stiff. My wife grabbed it and squeezed it, then slowly stroked it. The second song was coming to an end, but I don’t think they much cared. When the third song began, the music was “girls, girls, girls” by Motley Crue and my wife was now kissing the dancer while still stroking his dick. While my wife’s head was turned he looked up and back at me again with a look like is this okay? I gestured it was nodding and he then got up somewhat and kneeled in front of my wife. He pulled her forward by the hips so that her hips were over the edge of the couch and while she was still kissing the dancer he pulled his bulging cock up and placed it at the entry way to her pussy. He then slowly guided it in and began to fuck my wife. Her legs were out to his sides and he was holding her by the hips. My wife, mother of two and devoted spouse was now getting fucked in a strip club by a guy old enough to be her father. Holy Shit that was hot. 

While he fucked her, she would occasionally look at him and then kiss the dancer again. About halfway through the song, she said she had to go get ready for her next stage performance and make some money. She said, “I’ll leave you two alone” and gave me a wink as she left. He then took her legs and put them up near her head and stood up so that he could fuck her plunging down deep into her pussy. As he fucked her, he now kissed her and would occasionally look up at me. Alcohol had turned my wife into a fuckslut. She was moaning and then told him to fuck her brains out. I nearly came in my pants. She was reaching out and grabbing his buttocks to pull his dick deeper inside her. Just then he arched his back and was cumming into her. (she had a tubal ligation, so I am not worried about pregnancy). He would thrust deep to shoot his load into her and then stopped altogether. 

They started to put themselves together and I went back to my table. She exited the VIP area and looked a little disheveled. She went right to the bathroom, no doubt to wipe up all the cum. When she came out, I met her at the restroom door and said hello. I said, “that must have been some dance, you were back there for three songs.” She said yes it was and that she really liked her dance with the stripper, but was tired now and wanted to go home. We did and when we got home, she passed out on the bed. I was sure to fuck her too, while she was out cold and shot my load up in her. 

The next morning, she seemed to not remember the night before. I wasn’t sure is she did or not, but she then asked me if we had fucked. I said yes. She said her pussy was all gooey and hairs were stuck together. What a night!

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Wifes Secret Party Slut Job

“How did it go tonight?” I asked my wife as she returned home.

“Okay.” She replied, trying to muster up a smile as she did so.

Of course I knew how her night had went. I knew exactly where she had been and exactly what she had done, because I had watched her doing it. She had been fucked by at least seven different guys. 

I should have been livid, I should have packed my bags and left her, but I now knew that she had been a reluctant participant in the events I had witnessed. And I knew that she was doing it for us. Sounds strange, but it was true.

The whole thing started a few months ago, really when she lost her job due to the economic downturn. We were struggling to pay the bills, even with the little extra I was making in over-time; when her friend Kelly suggested that she could make good money working with her as an events organiser. Initially Susan was enthusiastic, especially when Kelly told her how much she could make, but after one night when she went with Kelly to an event she decided that it wasn’t for her. I couldn’t draw her on what the problem was so I left it at that.

A couple of months after that first event, Susan told me she was going to help Kelly with her next party, she seemed hesitant and again I asked her what the problem was, and again she was non-committal.

The night of the event came along and I could sense that she was almost dreading going out to it, of course now I know why, but at the time it all seemed very odd, I put it down to first time nerves and a lack of confidence. She made £1000 that night and I was ecstatic. 

Looking back I can see it was then that things started to go sour between us. She lost her interest in sex, and she seemed to be more and more depressed. In the months that followed she helped Kelly at three more events and earned another £3000, but sank deeper into the gloom that had enveloped her.

I eventually came to the conclusion that she was having an affair, stupid I know, but how could I have guessed that the problem really was that she was working as a high-class call girl.

I came to the conclusion that the man she was seeing behind my back must work with her, so I decided to follow her to the next event and find out exactly what was going on.

Kelly picked up my wife shortly before 8pm that Saturday night; I was already outside the house, waiting further down the street in a rented car, so when Kelly pulled onto the street and drove past me, I discreetly followed them. After about 30 minutes they pulled into the busy driveway of a large detached villa somewhere in the suburbs. The house was brightly lit and was surrounded by trees set back from a small lawn. The property was enclosed by a high wooden fence, but I scaled it easily enough and waited, hidden in the trees to see what I could make out from the outside.

I could easily discern that a party was going on in the house and since Kelly and Susan had arrived without any bags or boxes, or anything that you would expect people organising an event to have I knew that my suspicions were correct. I thought about storming into the house and confronting my wife, but I had no proof. After a few minutes waiting in the darkness, I crept up to one of the windows and peered in. 

The room was well lit and it appeared to be a dining room, a very large table ran the length of the room, set for ten places, the plates and remains of the meal still sat on the table. I heard a cheer from deeper within the building, so I crept around to the back of the house and found another window to look into, this one was the kitchen. Just as I looked in two men came into the room and I jumped back into the shadows.

“You’ve got to hand it to Eric, he certainly knows how to throw a bachelor party.” One of the men said.

“I was at the last one, for the rowing team, same thing. I had a piece of the blonde one that night, but the one with the curly black hair is on the menu tonight.” 

“Yeah she’s really sexy. You want to double team her?”

“Hell, why not, just so long as we switch after a while I want to fuck her and have her blow me.”

They high-fived each other, picked up a bottle of wine and swaggered back out of the room.

I stood there in the shadows absolutely dumbfounded by what I’d just heard. They were describing my wife, no doubt about it. I felt sick to the stomach as their words replayed in my mind. Every emotion surged through me, but I was paralysed by indecision. 

Suddenly the kitchen door opened, flooding light onto the rear lawn.

“Just think of the money Susan, that’s all you need to do.” It was Kelly.

“You said this would get easier. It’s not, if anything it’s getting harder to do.” Susan replied. I could tell from her voice that she was struggling to keep it together.

“I know you don’t like doing this, neither do I. But it’s a job, a bloody well paid one and you said this was going to be the last time didn’t you?”

“Yes. I can’t do this any more, it’s affecting me and Joe. God if he ever found out about this.”

“Hello ladies! Are you ready for the party to start.” A male voice suddenly asked.

“Just coming big boy.” Kelly replied giggling.

Susan let out a long sigh.

“Come on Suze, remember to act like you’re enjoying it and try and say the right things. And just think of the money.”

The door closed and the lawn was plunged back into darkness. I was still numb from the shock but now I understood it all. She wasn’t having an affair, she was doing this to try and make money so we could continue to live as we had been. Strangely I was relieved. A million questions raced through my mind but I knew that I had already forgiven her and now my concern was for her safety. I couldn’t go get her, as she would never be able to live with herself knowing that I knew what she had been doing, so my only option was to watch her to make sure that she was okay. Lights came on upstairs, bedrooms probably, but how to see in. The solution was simple enough, I climbed one of the trees at the back of the lawn and found a position where I could see into one of the bedrooms; as luck would have it Susan, not Kelly entered the room.

The two men that I had overheard earlier followed her in. Susan looked stunning dressed in a black bra and panties, she was also wearing stockings and suspenders, since she has worn this combo for me before I knew she would also be wearing her brown high-heeled shoes. Susan is petite at 5′ 4″ she has loosely curled black hair, which spilled over her shoulders and framed her ample breasts. She turned around and beckoned one of the men over, he looked about 50 slightly overweight with grey hair, he walked up to her and leaned down to kiss her neck, trailing kisses down to the tops of her breasts, he unclasped her bra and slipped it off her shoulder, he then started sucking on her nipples. This continued for a couple of minutes before Susan sat down on the bed and unzipped his fly, she unbuckled his belt and pulled his trousers down, she then pulled his boxer shorts down allowing his very hard penis to spring forth. She took the rock hard cock in her hands and stroked it for a little while before enveloping it with her lips. Susan is very good at giving a blowjob and she certainly went to town on this guy, she bobbed up and down on his cock, while all the time she continued pumping him with both her hands. Meanwhile the other guy, who looked about 30, started to undress and sidled up to the bed. Unfortunately the windows were shut so I couldn’t hear what was being said, but whatever he said prompted Susan to lean back against the headboard. She younger of the two then lay down on the bed and opened my wife’s legs. He immediately set about eating her pussy through her panties. Susan returned to sucking on the cock of the older one and, after a few minutes, allowed the younger one to remove her panties. They continued like this for a few minutes, when the two guys changed positions. The younger one was now going to benefit from my wife’s excellent cock sucking skills. He had a much smaller cock than the first guy but that only made it easier for her to deep throat him.

I could tell from the expression on her face that the older guy was hitting the right spot with his tongue, Susan stopped sucking on the younger one’s cock but continued pumping him with her left hand. With her right she grabbed the hair of the one between her legs and started to press her pussy into his face. She suddenly arched her back and let out a loud moan, which I could hear even from my perch in the trees. There followed an ironic cheer from downstairs in the house. If she was acting, then she seemed to be putting on a show worthy of an Oscar.

After a brief respite to allow her to recover, Susan knelt down on the bed, doggie style. The younger guy stood behind her and slowly guided his shaft into her. She arched her back and spread her legs a little further to allow him easier access. He started pumping her, holding onto her hips as he did so. The older guy moved closer and guided his still rock hard cock into her mouth.

I sat transfixed in the branches of the tree watching my gorgeous wife being spit-roasted by these two strangers, it was like watching a movie and I was acutely aware of my own hard on.

The two guys eventually got a rhythm going with the older one benefiting from the younger one’s thrusting, they continued like this for about ten minutes before they swapped around. Again my wife’s willing mouth sucked greedily on the cock of the younger guy, whilst his partner thrust into her from behind while he reached around to play with her perfectly formed breasts. Another of the guests came in and watched the action for a while before he left the room. After another ten minutes of frantic fucking the two men high-fived each other again before pulling out. Susan squatted down on the floor, leaning back on the bed. The young guy stepped closer and allowed Susan to start wanking his cock, the older guy soon followed and the two of them stood either side of her. She again sucked on the older one and then started alternating between the two. It didn’t take long however before the older guy took hold of his cock and started wanking himself, he stood back slightly and let flow with a torrent of cum which caught Susan square on her face. The younger one followed seconds after; bathing her face in another jet of creamy cum. Susan reached up and continued wanking the two men. It was then that she surprised me again by alternately sucking on both the cocks, licking the dripping sperm from their softening members. She stood up, cum had splattered onto her neck and down onto her breasts, there was a white streak in her hair and some sperm hanging from her chin. She looked like a cheap porno starlet, but to me she looked amazing. 

Susan left the room, presumably to clean up before her next…customer, I guess. 

I stayed in the tree hoping to see some more of her show, I no longer cared about what she was doing I only cared about her and I was actually enjoying the sights I was seeing. After what seemed an age Susan re-entered the room, albeit in a rather unexpected way. She was carried into the room by a giant of a man, he was black, about 6′ 5″ with a shaved head; and had my wife impaled on his cock. Susan was hanging onto his neck, simultaneously bouncing up and down on his massive erection; he must have been at least 9″. Another man followed them in, said something, upon which they all left the room. 

The bedroom next to the one Susan had been using was also well lit and presumably was where Kelly was fucking some of the other guests. I couldn’t quite see into the room from my vantage point but I saw enough to make me believe that’s where Susan had been carried. I climbed down the tree and quickly climbed another one, which allowed me to see into the other room. I was relieved to see that I had been correct in my assumptions. Kelly was laid spread-eagled on another bed with one guy kneeling between her legs pounding her pussy, two other men knelt by her head each benefiting from her obvious skills at cock sucking. 

Susan was still bobbing up and down on her black giant, whilst another three or four naked men stood around watching the action. After a short while my wife slipped down from the black guy who moved over to Kelly, he took position between her legs and immediately started thrusting deep into her. Susan meanwhile, had squatted down in front of a skinny guy and was sucking on his cock; the guy had hold of her head and was gently fucking her face. All the attention was on monster dick however; I could clearly hear Kelly moan each time he buried his shaft in her shaved pussy, I was thankful that he wasn’t doing the same to Susan, since her petite frame would probably have been hurt. The black guy continued pounding Kelly for five minutes or so before he withdrew, knelt up and literally exploded; jet after jet of thick white cum rained down on Kelly coating her torso. A cheer went up from the watching group, Susan stopped sucking on the skinny guy, stood up and crossed over to where Kelly was lying, bathed in semen on the bed. Susan moved over her friend and started to lick up the sperm. She moved from pussy to breast and back down again before she lay down on her friend and started to kiss her. Another revelation, I had never known she would have dreamed of doing anything to another woman, let alone something so shamefully erotic. Long threads of sperm stretched between their mouths when they moved their faces away. 

There was another break in the proceedings as the two girls left the room, they returned showered and cleaned up. The rest of the evening was somewhat less spectacular; the remaining guests seemed content to simply fuck the two women. I continued to watch my wife perform blowjobs and fuck with strangers for another two hours. The final count by my reckoning was seven.

So there I stood in the hallway of our home looking at my gorgeous wife, whom I knew had just fucked seven different men, had swallowed load after load of semen and had licked an ocean of sperm from her friend’s naked body.

“You look beat,” I said, “why don’t you go up to bed, it’s after 2AM anyway.”

“No, I’ll take a shower first.” She replied, she stopped halfway up the stairs and turned to look at me. “I made £3000 tonight, but I can’t do the work anymore; it takes to much out of me. Things are going to be better between us from now on. I promise.”

Cucked by My Wifes Gym Trainer

I guess that you could say that I am one of thousands of men married to a beautiful sexy wife and who desires to see her pleased and ravished by a man with a large penis. My wife Yvonne and I have been married for 19 years and she is more beautiful today, than she has ever been in our whole lives. It is attributed to her natural good looks, but also to the way we eat healthy and workout regularly.

She is Latina, born here in the USA, but of Central American parents. Her skin is a beautiful brown tone, making her look tanned all year long. She has a wonderful full head of hair that women always compliment her on and men stare at. Her face is beautiful with her small dark eyes, nice cheek bones and full pink lips. Oh and her body…she’s petite in height at only 5′ tall, but she wears a 34C bra, has a nice waist, with a full round Latina ass. Her tight pants and jeans accent her ass…to the point where the average man will go out of his way to take a look, even in public, even in front of me at times. 

Well, one day, as we were making love, she said to me, “Honey, do you think that we could put on an adult video on the computer and watch it as we make love?”

Now I’d been asking her to do this for years. Like most married men, I watch adult videos regularly, so of course, I agreed! To my surprise, she kept making me look for one that showed men; lots of men around a beautiful porn star, all naked and all taking turns gang-banging her. My wife’s pink cunt, became as wet as Id ever felt it before, and she would tell me how lucky that girl was and how good it looked like she felt. She went out of her way to point out how big the men’s cocks were and how they turned her on! 

Well this thought stayed with me, and soon my wife had me putting on adult videos, every time we made love, as well, having me take out her big dildo, the one I had purchased for her, and had me using it on her. Just watching her suck it into her mouth, having to open her mouth so wide, made me so hard, and her pussy so wet. Soon she was referring to her dildo as ‘Him’ saying, “Honey can you please bring ‘Him’ to bed? I love his cock!” She knew, of course how much it turned me on for her to say that. 

Well, one day when I was at the gym, after my usual workout, I entered the dry sauna, and began to relax, when a tall, good looking fellow walked in, without a towel around his waist. I am straight, but couldn’t help to look between his legs, to see a very large hanging penis. 

He sat across from me and said hello as we small talked about sports, etc. Then he brought up that he had seen me here with a beautiful woman and inquired if she were my wife.

I proudly said, “She is.” 

He said, “Well you are lucky man my friend…your wife is absolutely gorgeous!” At that point, I was so proud to be her husband and got a bit carried away, trying to make him jealous by stating not only what a terrific wife she is, but what a sexy hot lover she is in bed! 

“Oh really?” he said, “Tell me more.” 

I went on to tell him how nice her tits are, how she loves her ass licked and how long her cunt lips are. As I did, I noticed his cock start to twitch and grow. He shrugged and apologized, saying, “It just happens.” 

Laughing, I assured him, “It’s OK. She can do that to us!”

The next time I was at the gym, I made sure to have my wife wear a tight, sexy outfit and paraded her around even in front of Bob, the man I had met before. He smiled, came up to me and said “Hello.” 

I introduced him to Yvonne; he took her hand and kissed the back of it, smiling. At that moment I noticed my wife looking down as Bob’s shorts began to tent, she pretended not to notice, but I know she did. 

Later on, at home, she said to me, “Honey, you know your friend Bob from the gym?” I nodded and she continued, “Well I don’t mean to be rude honey, but I think his dick was getting hard today when we were talking to him.”

I laughed and said, “Oh honey I don’t think so, but if he did, well it’s just that you have that effect on men.” 

Well the next day I had to go to work early so I left, but when I came home Yvonne was in the living room with Bob! I was a bit startled to see him at our house, but politely asked, “Honey what’s Bob doing here?”

She came up to me and gave me a big kiss and hug and said, “Hi Andy, did you know that Bob used to be a personal trainer? And well he offered to help me with some training techniques, so I invited him over. I knew you wouldn’t mind.” 

I was a bit perturbed by this and said, “Well, I guess I don’t mind.” 

Yvonne gushed about how wonderful Bob had been and that he showed her a new technique. I asked what she meant, and she said, “Well Bob says the newest thing out is working out nude, but of course it can only be done in the privacy of one’s home not at the gym.”

I looked over at him and asked, “Really, is that so Bob?’ 

He smiled, “Well of course, with a couple, only with husband and wife present.”

I softly replied, “Of course.” 

Yvonne said enthusiastically, “Oh Andy I really want to take advantage of Bobs training techniques. He said although usually training costs $25 a session he is willing to train me for free. Isn’t that wonderful honey?” 

I said,”Er, sure. Well I guess.”

“I couldn’t wait for you to get home honey,” Yvonne continued, obviously excited. “And Bob said he can train me now! Isn’t that great?” 

So before I could even think, here is my beautiful wife of 19 yrs, starting to take off her clothes! I stopped her saying, “Now, Yvonne? You’re going to get nude here, now?”

She said, “Oh silly! Yes. It’s OK, Bob trains lots of women like me and it’s really no big deal.” She gave me a puppy-dog look. “Besides, you are proud of me, right honey? And how I keep myself in such great shape?”

I started to reply, “Well, yes honey…” but, before I could say any more, my pretty little wife was down to her black push-up bra and thong panties. 

She turned and asked, “Is this ok Bob?’ 

He leered over my little wife and I could visibly see his cock getting hard in his shorts. He said, “Well that’s great Yvonne, sure, but to really maximize your workout, like I said it’s best to be completely nude.” 

I looked at him in a way only a suspecting husband could as she giggled and said, “Oh, OK.” I then watched, sort of stunned, as my beautiful little wife reached back, unhooked her bra and out bounced her beautiful, full, brown, C cup, naked boobs, on display for Bob and I in my own living room! He stared at my wife’s beautiful tits with her nice silver dollar areolas and hard nipples as she turned towards me and began to roll her tight, little, black thong panties off her full, round, smooth ass…right there! Oh my God! She looked beautiful! 

I forgot to mention that she still had on her cross training athletic shoes and small booty type socks. She put her hands on her hips, with that hour glass figure and she smiled, turning back towards Bob saying, “Is this ok?’ 

Oh man, he gasped, he couldn’t help himself. There was my naked wife, 5′ tall, with her 34C cup tits on display, that round ass so curvaceous and her little brown vagina all nicely trimmed. You see, Yvonne keeps her pussy shaved, except for just a small patch of black hair on top. 

His shorts were definitely tented now. Not hiding that he told me, “You know Andy, so Yvonne won’t feel uncomfortable, why don’t you get undressed too?”

I was in a bit of a shock as I removed my shirt, tie, slacks, etc and got down to my briefs. My pecker, although much smaller than Bob’s, was standing at full mast as I pulled down my briefs, and he noted, “Oh Andy you are very aroused. Well that’s OK. That’s normal.” 

I couldn’t help it. I knew I shouldn’t be here with my pretty, naked wife in front of my new gym friend, but my dick just took on a life of its own, so hard! Yvonne smiled at me and said, “Oh honey, wow! You are very excited.”

Bob said, “Well, since you two are nude, I also like to teach nude.” I held Yvonne’s hand and watched as Bob proceeded to remove his clothing. Soon he was down to just his briefs. He looked up at us and smiled as he pulled them down and out sprang the biggest cock that I had ever seen in real life. It must have been over 9″ long, (9 ½” he later told us) and as thick as Yvonne’s wrist! 

She stared openly and gasped, “Oh my gosh!”

Bob smiled and walked up to my wife, right in front of me and told her, “OK Baby, (he called my wife baby! I thought to myself) let’s begin.” 

As he got closer, his big dick bounced right off of my wife’s tummy and she was in shock! 

He said, “First you must stretch,” and he got behind my wife. I saw his huge cock against the small her of back as he grabbed both of her arms and put them over her head. My much smaller dick was leaking all over. My head was jealous, but my dick was so hard! 

He then placed her arms down as she looked at me, and he said, “It’s very important that your pecs are loose. Here let me help you,” and as I watched, this man, Bob, cupped my wife’s big, beautiful, brown boobs in his hands and he began to sort of bounce and squeeze them. He was playing with my own wife’s tits, in front of me, in my own house! 

I was openly watching my pretty little wife get fondled! I was watching her so-called ‘trainer’ feel, squeeze and openly play with my wife’s tits! As I stared, he rubbed the underside of his huge penis against her back and then he squatted to have it rub against my wife’s beautifully rounded, naked ass! This was right in my living room and I did nothing to stop him! 

It was obvious that Bob KNEW I wouldn’t do a thing, as he said, “You know Yvonne, the groin area is especially sensitive and needs proper stretching too.” We both stood there; me watching and my wife with Bob as he opened his big hand and ran it down Yvonne’s smooth tummy, over her pubic area, first to her soft thigh, and then he just cupped her vagina! 

He took his hand and yes, he cupped my wife’s pretty, little shaved TWAT! Oh my gosh! I thought as he began to massage her cunt, in front of me, like I wasn’t even there!

He said, “That’s it, let’s get you nice and relaxed.” I could hear her moaning softly. Now her eyes were closed, and then and there as I watched, Yvonne reached back with her soft, little hand, and she grabbed onto Bob’s huge pussy pleaser! Right there, in front of me! 

I didn’t say a word, as she stopped, released herself from him and walked over to me. She kissed me first on my lips, then bent down to kiss and take a quick little suck on my penis. I was so hard, all five inches of me leaking all over, as she stood up, walked back to Bob and put her soft hands on his chest. She looked back at me and then moved her head up, so their lips locked. Bob looked at me and they began to kiss! To French Kiss! Bob and my wife, in my living room, with their tongues down each other’s throats, right in front of me! 

It’s like he just knew I wouldn’t stop them and well, I wanted too, but I didn’t. As my wife’s hand went straight for his huge cock, Bob moaned slightly to let her know it felt good. Her hand stayed on his cock, as he reached back and put both of his strong hands on Yvonne’s ass.

Bob moaned, looked me in the eyes and said,”Oh my Andy, it looks like your pretty little wife is a big-cock lover!” He turned her around, putting his hands on her shoulders and said to me, “Throw me a pillow, Andy,” so I grabbed one of our sofa’s throw pillows and tossed it to him. He put it on the floor in front of him and guided my wife to her knees, so that his huge cock was right in her pretty face! 

His cock was longer than her face! He held her head and began to rub his dick on her cheeks. Then he grabbed it and softly began to slap her face. This virtual stranger was dick-slapping my wife, in my house! She closed her eyes and allowed him to do so, before he pulled back, and put that big mushroom head against her full soft lips and told her, “Come on baby. Come on and be a good little cocksucker. Show your husband what a hungry little cocksucking whore you are!”

I couldn’t believe that he called my wife a cock sucking whore, but also that I allowed it! Just watching them, my hand was instinctively moving up and down on my shaft, like I was watching a porno, but it wasn’t a porno, it was my naked wife! Yvonne opened her warm wet mouth and allowed this man, another man, to slide that big cock head into her mouth, as he said to her, “Good girl. That’s it honey, suck my cock, you hot little fucking cocksucker!” 

I know how much Yvonne loves for me to talk dirty in bed, and his words were making her so hot! I watched as she reached down and began to masturbate her own cunt, right there in our living room! There was my pretty little wife of 19 years, rubbing her wet pussy furiously, with her mouth wide open, as wide as I’d ever seen, to accommodate this man’s big cock, and with me watching! She moaned as he pushed his shaft deeper into her sucking mouth, gently caressing her pretty hair as he started to buck his hips slightly back and forth,. Right there he began to fuck my wife’s face! 

He looked over at me and said, “Andy, I know you told me what a hot little cocksucker your wife is (he emphasized YOUR WIFE,) but I had no idea how truly great she is! What a hot mouth, oh fuck she sucks well!” Looking down at her, as she looked up at him, he said, “That’s it, SUCK ME BITCH! Suck me good. Oh good girl, you hot slut.” He was almost shouting now, “SUCK MY COCK, YOU FUCKING SEXY WHORE!” as he thrust that huge pussy pleaser in and out of her sucking mouth. 

He looked down at her openly masturbating and said, “Hmmm good cunt. Play with your wet pussy, whore. Does it feel good, bitch? Play with your cunt while you suck my big cock, in front of your husband. Look at him jacking off!”

Yvonne looked over at me sitting on the sofa across from her. I was naked and playing with my rock hard little dick. Bob pulled back and told her to stand up. She looked so amazing, naked, the room scented of wet pussy. 

“Come here baby,” he ordered as he sat her down next to me, spreading her firm legs. “I need to taste your soaked twat, cunt! Kiss your husband, while I do!” 

She looked at me, and I at her. She looked beautiful. Bob positioned his head between my wife’s open legs and began to lick up and down the length of her pretty, pink pussy, as she moved her head forward and began to tongue kiss me! 

She was kissing me with a passion and moving her head back and forth, moaning, as Bob licked, and sucked on my pretty, little wife’s long cunt lips! Her cunt lips are as full as her facial lips, and he sucked them into his mouth, which I know drives her wild! I opened my eyes and looked down to see his face buried in her cunt, licking her twat, as I kissed her, not caring that her breath was cock breath. Just to see her so aroused made my small dick jump and leak all over! 

Bob then stopped and told her to lie down on the sofa, with her head on my thigh. Then he positioned his big cock head against her pussy. MY WIFES PUSSY! He began rubbing that huge mushroom up and down her soaking wet pussy lips, teasing her, spending time going over her enlarged erect clitoris, making her buck her hips up! 

“What do you want, Yvonne? Hmmmmm?” he asked her.

She said softly, “Your cock, Bob. I want your cock!” 

He said, “I can’t hear you too well, tell me again what you want, loudly, whore!” Oh my God! Here was another man, naked with my wife, in my living room, in my house, with his cock against her soaking wet pussy, calling her a whore!” I was so hard.

She said, “Oh Bob, I want your cock, your BIG BEAUTIFUL, HARD COCK!” She yelled it out and I was glad my windows were shut.

He said, “Beg me for it, you fucking cuckolding slut!” 


Oh my gosh, I thought, as I heard her shouting those words. Bob laughed and said, “That’s a good girl, that’s my sexy little whore!” He just called my wife, his sexy little whore! I thought, as he began to insert his massive shaft into her tight, little pussy hole! Her pussy is so tight, not only from working out, but because my dick does not stretch her like that. She gasped out loud! Her mouth went into the shape of an 0 as she felt it going in. She whimpered like a bitch in heat, spreading her legs so wide while he just grinned and kept slowly sliding into her, right there, with her head on my lap! 

Yvonne moaned out loud saying, “OMG, OMG, OMG, Andy! Fuck, He’s SO BIG!” I watched as he pushed that giant pole up into my wife’s fuck-hole, as far as it would go, leaving maybe an inch or so. He was in my wife’s vagina full tilt, all the way, in a place I had never been! Then he pulled back and she moaned, with a look of pure fuck-lust on her pretty face! 

“Oh Bob, oh yes!” she said, and then he started it! He began to fuck my wife! My head was spinning. I was a bit jealous, but fuck, my little dick was as hard as it’s ever been in my life! I was jacking off, trying to emulate the motion with which this man, this stud, was fucking my own wife! I could not believe it was happening. I was not only watching my little Yvonne fuck, but I was right there allowing it. Allowing another man to penetrate, to violate, my wife’s hole and the thing is, WE ALL LOVED IT! 

Bob was thrusting his cock in and out of my wife’s fuck-hole, saying loudly, “Oh fuck, Andy! Oh fuck! Your wife’s pussy is amazing! You were so right in telling me what a hot, tight, fucking cunt your wife has! What a Pussy! Oh fuck, yessss!! Take it you FUCKING WHORE, oh take it, you fucking hot, little slut! You are such a fucking cunt, allowing another man, to fuck you. Yes TO FUCK YOU, in front of your husband, WHAT A WHORE YOU ARE!” 

She moaned, gripping my other hand hard, saying, “Oh fuck it feels so good! OMG OMG, Andy his cock feels so good!” 

“Tell him Yvonne, right now! Tell your husband whose cock you like better!” Bob leered.

“Oh Andy, I love you! But Bob’s cock feels so good!”

“Tell him, you fucking cock loving slut! Tell your husband now!” Bob ordered, so Yvonne, in a state of pure lust, said, “OMG Andy, I love HIS COCK! His cock is bigger and better than your little dick. This is what you wanted, Andy, what you have been begging me for, to watch me with a big-cocked man. So now watch me, Andy. Watch your wife, enjoy his dick. Oh yes! Oh this is the BEST FUCK I’ve ever had in my life!” As she said those words she began to tense up. I could see it coming. OMG my wife was going cum and cum hard on Bob’s big cock! 

He said, “That’s it honey, good girl. You sexy fucking whore. Cum bitch, CUM FOR ME YOU FUCKING BITCH!”

And she did. She began to clutch on his shoulders, holding him with both hands as she began to cum! I’ve never, NEVER seen her cum like that. She was moaning and groaning, thrashing her head from side to side, her eyes rolling back in her head, as she CAME AND CAME Hard! For what seemed like a whole minute, she was coming. She was enjoying it; it was making her cunt squirt! I looked down and could see her cunt juices squirting out around his massive penis! I could not hold back any longer, seeing my pretty, little wife cum like that, made me squirt off too. I must have shot my small load three feet in the air as Bob pounded away at Yvonne’s pussy! 

He growled deep in his throat, “Oh fuck yesssssss baby. That’s it, cum for me!” Without warning, he pulled his cock out right then and there and grabbed it, standing over my wife, as she lay on the sofa, legs and cunt wide open and he began to squirt! His load was as huge as his prick. It shot off like a fire-hose, blasting across her big brown tits, and onto her face, surprising her. Some of his cum shot into her open mouth! He got closer for his second jerk and it shot, I mean SHOT, all over Yvonne’s face. A big, white blob of his semen; his cock-cream, across my wife’s face! Then again as he groaned out loud, he aimed the third shot for her face, with his dick now only about a foot away. My beautiful, sexy wife’s face was coated in his cum!

His fourth and final squirt, put even more cum on her face. Some ended up in her mouth and some of it even landed in the wild mess of her hair.

“Oh yes!” he groaned as he drained his balls all over her.

I thought to myself, Oh my God! She never looked more beautiful than right there and then. MY WIFE, with her pretty face, hair and tits covered in HIS CUM! It was then and there that we all decided that we had found a true love for my wife. A nice, big-cocked lover for her to cum with.

Bachelor Party Fill In

One of my old college roommates back east who remains a close friend called me to let me know he was finally getting married. After several long relationships he finally felt he met the right woman. Ben asked if I would fly in and be one of the groomsmen in his wedding. I had not been back to my old stomping grounds for over 10 years and thought it would be fun so I agreed.

My wife Pam and I had reservations to fly in on Friday morning of the wedding weekend. The rehearsal was scheduled for Saturday evening with a dinner after and a Sunday wedding. He also mentioned that a few of the participants would be meeting Friday evening at 8:00 pm at the church for an informal walk though and mentioned that his best man had a bachelor party set up for Friday after the activities.

Pam and I flew into town Friday, checked into our hotel and then drove around town so I could see all of the changes. As the afternoon wore on my wife said she was getting hungry so we stopped for a small bite to eat and then went back to the hotel. Around seven I asked Pam if she was going to get ready and go with me to the church. She told me to go ahead and enjoy the evening she would meet everyone tomorrow. She said she might just go down to the bar and have a couple drinks and go to bed early.

When I got to the church it was good to see Ben and I met Jimmy his best man and the rest of the guys in the wedding. We went through about 30 minutes of planning and then spent a little time arranging the reception hall. Jimmy got a phone call during our preparation and did not look to happy. He called several of the guys together and told them that two of the three strippers canceled on him and the last girl would not work the party alone. He asked everyone if they had any ideas or knew anybody to contact. The guys sort of meandered around discussing options.

I asked Jimmy for his cell number and where the party would be held. I told him I would call him in a while and meet him at the party. All kind of thoughts were going through my head. After our Christmas party Pam had said what an exciting time she had but she kind of indicated she probably would not do anything like that again. We used it during our sex to spice things up but even when some of the guys from work hinted at a repeat we played down the idea.

When I got to the car I called Pam and asked what she was doing. She indicated she was at the hotel bar having a drink. I told her to wait there and I would be there in about 10 minutes. When I got to the bar Pam was sitting in a booth having a drink in some casual clothes. I told Pam what had happened with the girls and she just looked at me with a blank expression on her face.

My wife asked me to get her a shot of rum. When I returned she took the shot and then asked “are you wanting me to work the party?” I had a million dirty images racing though my mind and I just smiled at her. Pam looked at me and smiled back and said I’m going to need a couple more drinks……

We devised a plan and I called Jimmy on his cell. I told him I found a hooker working our hotel bar and she was interested in the job. Jimmy told me to tell her there was $1500 for her participation and the party would be ending about 2-3 in the morning. We looked at each other, Pam nodded her head and then I told Jimmy she agreed. He told me to bring the girl and meet him and the other stripper and the party hotel bar. I told him it would be about 30 minutes before we could arrive.

Pam and I went to our room so she could change. She put on her garter belt and stockings but purposely didn’t put on any panties. She hadn’t brought any nasty cloths so she put on her tight black knee length dress and her heels. We walked toward the car I asked her if she was sure she wanted to go through with the evening and she just gave me a kiss and kept walking to the car.

Jimmy met us at the bar entrance which looked like an old-fashioned lounge. We went inside where the other girl was waiting. Jimmy introduced Pam to Kara a blonde who looked like she was 16 but she must have been at least 18 wearing a typical slut wear type skit which barely covered her goods. Pam felt a little insecure at being nearly twice the girls age but when Jimmy handed identical envelopes to each girl with $1500 inside her heart fluttered with excitement at the thought that tonight she was to be a paid whore at a stag party. Kara asked “Okay, just to confirm we are here until whatever time in the morning this all ends and I don’t have to do anything I am uncomfortable with?”

Jimmy acknowledged her question with a quiet nod and led the two across the bar though the Main Lounge to the elevators. When we arrived at the suite Jimmy opened the door. Immediately Pam cast her eyes around to take in her new surroundings. The room was large, lit with the dim electric lights that imitated candles in shape, flickering which made the room feel like an old dingy comfortable club with armchairs, low tables, a sofa and a very plush carpet on the floor. A bar was at one end and a large open fire in an old inglenook fireplace at the other corner. Pam took all this in almost immediately and then did a double take. There must have been twenty five or more men in that room including two younger boys who didn’t even look to be 18 years old! She was, for tonight a paid whore who had been given the opportunity to back out and had taken the money.

As Pam and Kara entered the room all eyes turned upon them. Pam went straight over to the bar and asked for a double rum and coke which she downed quickly. The two girls mingled with the group and I noticed the alcohol my wife had been drinking seemed to kick in because she started getting a little touchy feely with the guys. I also noticed the younger boys, who I found out were Ben’s nephews Tim and Ricky always seemed to be near my wife and trying to cop a feel. Pam knew that the others would all follow soon enough; the difference was that she knew every man there was going to use her.

A little while later someone turned on some music and Kara got in the middle of the room and started dancing to get the entertainment started. My wife was watching from the side of the room and I noticed Tim and Ricky had been drinking and were getting a lot bolder with their intentions. Pam was nervously watching Kara start to remove her top when Ricky forced his mouth onto hers. She responded and then felt hands behind her fondling and groping her ass cheeks through her dress. She realized almost instantly they weren’t Ricky’s and broke the kiss to turn her head and kissed Tim. As my wife turned back to Ricky she felt her dress lift as Tim’s young hands groped for her flesh. Tim let out a loud “holy shit she’s not wearing panties” when he got Pam’s dress up enough to see her goods.

The best man Jimmy yelled “Hey Ricky, turn her so we can watch you two fuck her.” Tim and Ricky did not appear too experienced but were able to push Pam onto all fours at an angle so that they could watch Kara now dancing nude and the group could watch them violate my wife. Pam felt more completely used than in her whole life, it was her they were preparing to fuck but their excitement was coming from watching another woman dancing and stripping. Ricky quickly unzipped his young hard prick and unceremoniously shoved his cock into my wife’s mouth.

Behind her Tim said “are you ready to be fucked slut?” as he awkwardly flipped her dress over her back while trying to undo his pants. Without any preparation Tim slammed 7 inches of young hard meat stick straight into her female slit. Tim moaned “oh god a real pussy” as everyone started to laugh. My wife gasped at the suddenness of the assault as he literally pounded her and with each thrust pushed her mouth onto Ricky’s erect member forcing it down her throat. After just a few seconds Tim must have been close to cumming as he pulled out and began spreading her ass cheeks to look at her small puckered back hole. Pam knew what he wanted to do to her although maybe even under these circumstances he was too bashful or unsure.

When Tim gently probed her ass with a wet finger Pam dropped Paul’s blue veined member from her mouth and held it in her hand so she could speak, “You can fuck my ass if you want to…..” Based on my wife’s last adventure I’m not sure why but her words still surprised me. Tim needed no further encouragement as he spit on his cock and slammed his fuck stick straight up her butthole in a hard and almost vicious move which made her moan in pain. Tim cried out “oh my god” as he must have got his first piece of ass. He yelled” oh fuck Ricky you should try her asshole.”

Ricky yelled “well don’t make it too loose then you selfish bastard. How about we swap ends?”

Tim ignored the request as my wife grunted with each pump in her ass. Pam felt him losing control as he fucked her rear entry even faster. Tim’s jackhammer had only been working her bung hole less than minute when he suddenly tensed up and flailed his arms moaning “oh fuck here I cum” as she felt her insides sprayed with his hot cum. Tim only laid his head on her back for a few seconds and then pulled his deflated beef stick out of my wife’s anus without any consideration saying “nice ass you slut” and simply smacked her bottom as hard as he could on her cheek as my wife yelped. Tim left a bright red welt on her posterior as he stood up and walked towards the bar.

Almost immediately Ricky pulled his cock out of my wife’s mouth and maneuvered around to stick his fudge packer in her little brown exhaust pipe that was already starting to leak some jism. Ricky spread her cheeks wide to put her puckered little poop hole on display as pushed the mushroomed cap on his young back door intruder against her sphincter. He was slowly and deliberately poking his cock against her back slit; Ricky would slowly press the now bright purple bell on the tip of his roto-rooter until my wife’s o-ring would start to open and then pulled it out teasing Pam.

My wife was making a low groaning noise as he slowly pushed until the head dilated her anal orifice. This time Ricky drove the entire length of his fuck stick in her exit hole and then back out. Pam turned to vent her frustration as she mouthed “fuck my ass” and then realized why his asshole plugging of her was more gentle and slow, he was performing for a number of other guys who grouped beside them to watch her being used in primal and most submissive way.

At this point no one was using her mouth Pam could see parts of the rest of the room. Kara was now naked not even wearing shoes or stockings and dancing as guys were trying to cop a feel. Pam could hear Ricky moaning and she pushed back on his cock that was up her shitter and started to fuck it, she knew it would make him cum sooner and she wanted to stand up. Then suddenly another man was kneeling in front of her, unzipping himself so that he could release himself and shoved his cock right at her mouth. In an instant he was holding the back of her head using her mouth like another opening for a deposit. Not waiting for her to suck or lick but literally fucking her throat causing her to gag. He exploded almost immediately but continued to fuck her mouth as she tried to swallow but she couldn’t. The throat fucking caused her to gage and most of the white love piss to run from her mouth. He carried on and on and with every thrust she bounced on Ricky’s organ in her caboose until she felt him tighten and shoot deep inside her bowels.

Ricky withdrew almost gently and stood up whilst another man knelt between her open knees and entered her in the natural way. Before she realized she had another semen shooter in her mouth and the guy tensed and shot a second load but this time as he came he pulled out so his baby spunk shot into her hair and on her face. The man in her female pee slit came shortly after but as another man moved towards her she heard a suggestion that they should strip her naked first. The men around her seemed to agree and the zip of her dress was undone all the way down to her ass before she could even stand up. She stepped out of it and one of the men scooped it up and tossed it over the back of a nearby chair.

My wife was pushed back onto her knees as the guys surrounded her and unzipped their zippers and her mouth was passed from cock to cock without any chance for her to be even aware what was really happening or who’s cock was who’s. Hands reached from behind to maul her breasts. Two fingers were pushed into her ass and scooped some of the bull gravy that had been left there; the results were fed into her mouth as she was moved between pricks. Her eagerness incited the guys to remark “eat it slut” suck the cocks whore” and more. Pam was thinking that all of these men would see her tomorrow and she would see them at the Reception.

The cock circle using my wife’s mouth went on for maybe ten minutes. None of the men were going to cum, Pam didn’t have enough time with any cock for that and none seemed in any hurry to either fuck her or wank onto her face which is what she had expected. Pam had always thought that men liked that because it degraded the woman. Or, she guessed, just maybe that they were holding out as the evening was still young and she knew that this was going to go on for a long time yet.

“I want to try something. John can you lay down and let her get on top of you?” John was one of their older neighbors and without questioning he undid his trousers and pushed them down and lay on the floor. She was helped by many hands to sit astride him and he pushed himself into her cunt. “John, pull the whore down towards you. I’m gonna fuck her ass at the same time.”

There were cries of “Go for it”, and “Bet she can’t take you both”, and “You’ll never get up there as well.” Pam heard them but was already concentrating on relaxing as much as she could. My wife had done this before and was ready because she was getting more frustrated and needed her own fulfillment. She was pulled forward, face to face with the neighbor and hands pulled her cheeks apart to expose her little rosebud which already starting to not fully close leaking two deposits of cum. She felt the accustomed head nudge gently at her tightest hole and then groaned loudly as it was unceremoniously pushed deep inside her rectum. “Oh fuck yeah take that you whore” said the voice from behind.

My wife didn’t need any more encouragement as she moved up on her knees and then started slamming back against the two cocks filling her holes. She started yelling “fuck me harder” as she slammed her backside against the two guys. My wife was now using two cocks for her own pleasure as she moaned loudly. The group around them was silent for a moment and then started cheering her efforts. Pam worked up to a frenzied pace pounding the two poles in her orifices and moaning loudly”ungh, uunngh, uuuunnnnngh.” Her body began to shake as she slammed the cocks one last time until her whole body started convulsing.

The spasms of my wife’s orgasm caused two guys who seemed to just be along for the ride to tense up almost in unison and deposit their baby seed into her lower holes. The whole thing lasted maybe five minutes and as one withdrew from her ass and she was pushed sideways as her neighbor stood up, neither man so much as acknowledged she now existed as they high fived the group.

For a moment she lay still on her side and was aware only of men, naked from the waist down around her. She heard Tim and Ricky saying “did you see that cock slut? We can top that.” She looked behind her to see the two younger boys back and standing over her with their poles at full mast. The two whispered to each other as her stomach tightened at what they might be saying. Two hands pulled her to her knees so that she could give her mouth to them and she heard Tim’s voice “suck both cocks whore and make it good.”

Pam was busy trying to work the two cocks in her mouth just a minute or so when heard Tim say “shall we?” Ricky nodded his approval and lay down on the carpet. Tim lifted Pam with his hands around her to be on top of Ricky, stomach to stomach. Pam then felt Tim guide the head of Ricky’s steel hard young prick past her sphincter and back into her rear exit. Only when Tim crawled behind her did she fully realize what they intended to do next. My wife turned to voice her displeasure but I was so horny and wanted to see what happened next I stuck my cock in her mouth to let the boys continue. Tim lubed the head of his organ and started pushing it against his brothers’ cock and my wife’s anal orifice.

Pam started making some really loud guttural sounds as Tim pushed his rock hard young cock against her already filled opening. Tim groaned as he pushed harder and then my wife screamed “oh my god” as Tim’s reproductive organ joined his brothers’ in my wife’s ass. Pam turned quickly to keep the two from moving as she got used to the girth stretching her sphincter. As Pam got more comfortable she laid her head on Ricky’s chest which cued Tim to start boning her bum. She began to moan as the two young guys both started pounding her ass meat-to-meat.

Pam was both excited and ashamed as the violent double penetration went on and then she felt a third cock back at her mouth and heard my voice “suck it for me.” She had her two brothers fucking her backside and her husband using her mouth. With the increased speed of their buggering her derriere Pam knew that it wasn’t going to last much longer and she felt Tim stiffen and slam his semen shooter as far in as he could as he shot his wad deep into her ass. From underneath Ricky pounded her ass a few more times and then unloaded his jizz into the recesses of her bowels. I couldn’t take anymore and fucked her mouth furiously making her choke as I made another deposit down her throat.

My wife mentally counted; that’s five loads up her ass including a new first two at once, three in her mouth and two in cunt in only an hour since they started and she figured she would have to take at least double that many again before all this was over.

She lay still for a while as hands probed and groped her it was one of Ben’s school friends Dave pulled her to her knees by tugging prompting she took his cock into her mouth. For the next few minutes he continually abused Pam’s breasts and nipples until he shot a huge load into her mouth. She looked up at him and opened her mouth, still holding his cum there. “Swallow it whore”, he hissed at her and as Pam did so he slapped both her breasts as hard as he could causing a yelp at which he looked pleased as he turned and Pam watched him walk away.

The next two men were easy. She was positioned over the arm of the sofa and they just fucked her cunt until they came. Nothing special, nothing kinky Pam was grateful for the rest but pushed back on them to make the experience of fucking her memorable. When both had finished they simply sat in armchairs nearby watching her and Pam realized that no-one else was waiting to use her body, not yet anyway. She did a quick mental tally, five ass, four cunt, four mouth and one on her face, eleven men so far with Tim and Ricky twice.

Pam sat up and saw that most of the men had gathered around talking. She could not forget being double penetrated in her ass, by two boys. She was still lost in these thoughts when she saw Jimmy, the best man, approaching her, carrying bottles of beer, one he was drinking and the other two he offered to the seated men. “Was she good? Worth the money?” Jimmy was asking the questions.

Tim and Ricky jumped forward “Of Course, Her ass was so tight. I never had a woman there before. I’ve never been out with the sort of slut that would even think of letting a man well you know.” Tim continued “you should fuck the whore’s ass.”

“I think I will” Jimmy said as he moved behind my wife, unzipped and pulled out his cock. His organ was normal length, but is looked as round as coke can. Pam felt her ass cheeks parted and the largest cock of the evening filling her rectum as Ben finally decided to try her mouth. Jimmy fucked her ass hard. She knew her back door was well lubricated now with arse-grease that was leaking from it as she started to get excited. He didn’t last long however and Pam soon felt another cock unload inside her anus.

“Slut” Ben pushed her head away from him and looked straight into her face “Why not use that sweet mouth to clean up my friend.” Pam’s hesitation was barely noticeable to anyone except me as she turned and took her Jimmy’s rapidly shrinking prick into her mouth. She could taste the essence of her own ass as well as the cum that inevitably covered the prick since it was filling her ass. She sucked gently and was then pushed away rudely.

One of the older guys in the group said I need to cum, so Ben said “”Be my guest.” Ben stood and moved behind Pam while an older man; Richard sat on the chair in front of her and pulled her head down onto him. As she took Richard into her mouth she felt Ben enter her well fucked cunt. He pounded her mercilessly for a while before simply pulling out and she knew well what was coming next; her ass cheeks were spread wide and her distended asshole gaped at Ben as he slammed his butt buster straight in. Pam couldn’t help but whimper slightly even though her mouth was performing wonders on Richard’s prick.

My wife’s back hole was getting sore and excited as her fucked her rear orifice almost viciously. Pam groaned and climaxed as Ben shoved several long strokes and filled her posterior with more tail juice. Richard sprayed his belly seed into her throat at almost the same time and simply lifted her face off him as she swallowed the last of his hot milk.

“Enjoy that Richard? The whore can certainly suck and despite everything her ass is still tight.” Both of the other men gave their approval to Jimmy’s’ statement as he stood and pulled Pam to her feet in front of him but facing into the room. Richard stood next to her on her left and, she presumed John was behind her right though she was becoming too dazed by the whole evening to know. She looked around and saw that the room had emptied somewhat during her own private gangbang here.

There were still maybe fifteen guys or so here but the rest had left, either for bed or for home. The other slut was giving leisurely blow jobs to another group also sitting around. The last few guys were standing at the bar talking and drinking and taking as Pam was guided over towards the group around Jimmy as he drank back the last of his beer and told Pam to lie on her back on one of the low tables within where the group was. He handed her his empty beer bottle. “I’m sure that you haven’t had enough yet, so why don’t you fuck that.”

Pam took the bottle and pushed it inside her cunt. The wetness of the male seminal fluid made entrance easy but the cool hardness still made it uncomfortable. She knew what Jimmy and the rest wanted to see. She knew now that she was a total slut, there were two whores here and she was the one putting on the show. She took the bottle out and turned it around so that the base towards her. Relaxing herself and preparing for the inevitable discomfort of the size she pushed it base first into her cunt. She moaned a little but her noise was lost in the semi-drunken cheering of her new audience.

My wife pushed until the body of the bottle stretching her female receptacle was fully in her cock slot and her red swollen meat lips started closing around the neck. My wife was now enjoying the fullness as she pushed the bottle against her cervix. She really started enjoying the bottle as she readied for another orgasm. She slammed her cunt a few more times and then shook the whole table as she came to the guys cheers.

It had the desired effect for Jimmy, at least she guessed that was his desired effect as almost immediately one of his friends came around to front of the table and push himself into her mouth. A hand removed hers from the bottle and then pulled it slowly from her opening leaving her empty for only a moment as she felt her legs lifted high as another cock penetrated her butt pussy. The fucking was quick and furious as the guy, whose face she never saw, shot his cum up her tail pipe only to be quickly replaced by another.

The guy in her mouth, she seemed to recall that his name was Ray, thrust himself as far into her throat as he could as he came and was soon replaced by another who did exactly the opposite and left only the tip in her mouth as he filled it with his cum. She lay there a few minutes with fresh cum in her holes as she was helped back to the sofa and laid over the arm. My wife turned to see the guys lining up behind her. She knew how much guys loved to watch her ass gape and guessed that these guys were enjoying the sight as well. She counted nine guys plus Tim and Ricky were back in line too! Her sphincter was just beginning to close her rear entrance when the first guy stuck his pork enema in her poop chute. The guys in line were wanking their meat waiting their turn.

One by one the guys filled her brown hole with their cock custard as my wife just moaned with each pump. After the fifth guy they laid her ass up on the floor and just crawled on top to use her wind tunnel for their own animal needs. Four more guys had left there seed in her back door that was staying open and overflowing with cum. The only ones left were Tim and Ricky who proceeded to take turns sticking their young once again swollen boneless appendages up her tailpipe. As she was incoherently moaning Ricky climbed on her and pounded his roman candle in her back yard until he exploded. Tim almost pushed him off as he climbed on for his last ride and pounded her a-hole for about five minutes before collapsing on her as he came.

Jimmy helped my wife to her knees as she knelt completely exhausted on the floor but proud as most of the guys now shook Jimmy’s hand and expressed their gratitude for the awesome party. Jimmy didn’t even let her clean up as her help put her dress on over her cum covered body. He help other girl stand, shakily and thanked them and informed them that a Taxi had been waiting for them for almost an hour and would wait until they were ready as he walked them out the door. My wife walk through the hotel covered in cum with more running out of her anal opening and told me it was nearly 5 am when she got back to our room.

She was too tired to shower and I found her lying on the bed in puddles of matted cum when I returned. Needless to say she was still passed out for the rehearsal and I didn’t bother to wake her. We ate late that evening when I returned. On Sunday she decided she wanted to show up at the wedding separate to see the guy’s faces when they saw her. I went early and she took a taxi to the church. She left early and went back to the room waiting eagerly waiting for my return. She said the expressions on the guy’s faces were priceless; especially Tim and Ricky who smiled ear to ear and waved to her.

Nude Dance

This is a story about what happened a few years ago when my wife was 34 years old and I was 40. My wife and I are nudists and we have belonged to a nudist club for years. It is a family oriented club and not a swingers’ club and we are not swingers. The ironic part is that for years the dances were clothed and it was against the rules to be nude at the dances. Nude dancing was frowned upon because it could be considered sexually suggestive.

Let me tell you a little about my wife, Sue. She is only 5 feet 2 inches tall with 36B tits that are very perky. She has nice tits! She also has a nice little bottom that is nice to squeeze. Sue has always been an exhibitionist. I’m sure that’s one of the reasons why she enjoys going to the club.

Fortunately, the club has relaxed its rules concerning the dress code at the dances. The dress code is now “clothing optional.” That means you can basically do whatever you want. In other words, you can be dressed, topless, bottomless, or totally nude.

This story takes place one Saturday night at the dance at the nudist club. Sue and I arrived at 9 o’clock and made ourselves comfortable at one of the tables with our friends. We were all clothed. We enjoyed the conversation and shared a little wine. It’s typical for most people to keep their clothes on at least for a little while.

What I did this evening is what I usually do. I usually take off everything except for a blue long sleeve shirt that I unbutton. I don’t wear a T shirt or anything else. I’m bottomless. I love that feeling of being bottomless because I love to show off my dick. I admit that I am an exhibitionist. When I am on the dance floor nude with my sexy wife, it is difficult for me not to become aroused. Part of the arousal is due to a lack of control. I have only so much control over whether or not I have an erection and when I am bottomless and dancing close to my wife and she squeezes my butt, my dick starts to stand up whether I want it to or not and everyone can see it!

On this evening my wife was still sitting at the table fully dressed. After a couple of glasses of wine, though, I did manage to coax her into taking off her blouse and bra so that we could admire those beautiful tits. If you saw my wife’s tits you would have noticed how hard her nipples were. Her tits stood out even more because of the cool air in the clubhouse.

Around eleven o’clock we danced another dance. There I was, dancing with my wife. I was bottomless. I told her that she should consider taking the rest of her clothes off. After all, this was a nudist club!

Now, I need to tell you about someone else at the dance. He is a single guy, Tom. Tom was much younger than us. He was only 28 and about six feet tall. Tom’s a really nice guy. Like a lot of nice guys, he just doesn’t seem to know how to find a girl friend. I think it’s because he is so quiet and shy. Tom’s a good looking guy. My wife says that he is “very well hung” and that he has a “nice ass.”

Tom was at the table with us and a few other couples. I’m sure he felt a little out of place, being the only single guy amongst the rest of us couples, especially considering that this is a nudist club. One thing that I will give Tom credit for is that he is not afraid to be nude. Tonight was no exception and Tom was completely nude!

Throughout the night, Tom got up on the dance floor and danced a number of dances. Most of them were fast dances and he would go up and dance by himself. A few times one of the other girls would join him for a fast dance. The girls would have their clothes on.

Let me tell you what usually does not happen at one of these dances. Usually a nude woman does not dance a slow dance with a nude man who is not her husband. This is just too sexually charged for this nudist club. Remember, this club is still a family club.

Anyway, my wife and I would watch Tom dance and couldn’t help but to notice that as he would swing and dance his cock would get semi-erect. Obviously, Tom enjoyed being an exhibitionist and what’s wrong with that?

Around midnight and after another glass of wine, my wife and I were both more excited and relaxed at the same time if you know what I mean. I told her, “Sue, it’s midnight. Isn’t it about time you took the rest of your clothes off? This is a nudist club you know and there are a few other women who are completely nude. It’s your turn.” I could tell that Sue was feeling the effect of the wine because her face and chest tend to become flushed when she drinks wine. Her face was a little red from the wine, but also perhaps a little bit from the thought of dancing in front of all those people completely nude. The wine only helped to reduce her inhibitions.

Finally, Sue agreed and she slipped her pants and panties off and she was totally naked. Not a stitch of clothes remaining!

We danced the next slow dance together. I took my shirt off and we held each other tight. I touched the sides of her breasts and held her around her waist. I also squeezed her bottoms. Fortunately, I’m not very tall myself, being only 5 ft 8 inches tall. Sue is only 5 ft 2 inches tall so we are a good match. When we are dancing together we make a nice couple.

When we were dancing, Sue made a point of rubbing her pussy against my cock. This made my cock get stiff. I told her that she was being bad and she innocently said “I am?” She held me closer so that no one could see my dick pointing in the air. It took some willpower on my part not to embarrass myself too much.

While we were dancing I could see Tom sitting at the table by himself. I felt a little sorry for him and I suggested to Sue that she should ask him to dance. She said that she was thinking about Tom too and that if it was okay with me that she would ask Tom to dance.

When we got back to our table, the band was getting ready to play a fast song. Sue asked Tom if he would like to dance. Tom said he didn’t have any clothes on and Sue said that it was okay.

So there were my wife and Tom twisting and shaking to a fast dance. My wife knows how to wiggle her bottom and shake her boobs in a way that would get any guy excited. Tom is a little more restrained on the dance floor, but he still knows how to shake to the beat of the music.

After a couple of fast dances, it was time for the band to play a slow one. Usually, this would be the time for Sue to trade dance partners. Sue dances the slow ones with her husband, especially if she is nude. This time however, she asked Tom to stay and dance this dance with her. I think she had the devil in her. Let’s say that this wasn’t an innocent request. She knew that Tom is a single guy, that he’s been dancing naked the entire evening, and that he’s been looking at the nude girls all night, and that by now he must be getting sexually frustrated. She wanted to see what she could do to get him turned on in front of all those people.

The dance floor was full of couples dancing intimately. I sat at my table and watched. Not all the couples were nude. The few that were completely nude enjoyed being the object of attention.

I watched Sue as she clung to Tom on the dance floor. Now remember that she is only 5 feet 2 inches tall and he is 6 feet. She held him really close and he was completely turned on. His cock was now completely hard and there was nothing Tom could do about it.

Tom felt very embarrassed because there was no way that he could hide his now huge erection from Sue and from the others watching from the tables and he pulled away from Sue slightly and started to apologize. Sue could tell that he was embarrassed and, of course, it had been her intention to get him stiff and to embarrass him. She knew that she was in control and that Tom was helpless. At that point she told him not to worry about it and that no one could see his erection if they held each other close. She pulled him close until his erect penis was pressed up and flat against her stomach.

By this time, the band was playing the second slow dance in the set. Sue decided to pause for a moment to slip on her black high heeled shoes (until now she had been dancing bare footed). Now that she was taller, she was able to rub her pussy against Tom’s swollen cock. Sue was holding Tom very closely and she knew that he was getting very excited, despite his attempts to be a gentleman and to control his erection. I was sitting at the table watching and I knew what was happening and I was very turned on by the whole thing. Poor Tom was trying to conceal his now engorged 8 inch erection, but anyone who wanted to could see it.

Sue continued to squeeze Tom’s butt and to rub her pussy against his cock. Her nipples were very hard and she pressed them against Tom’s chest. By this time her pussy was very wet. She could feel Tom’s wet cock against her pussy. She decided to look up and kiss Tom. She sensuously pressed her lips against his and kept them there. Sue was getting very excited at the thought that Tom was losing control.

Finally, Sue could tell that Tom was at the point where he was going to completely lose control. It was already very embarrassing for Tom to know that everyone could see that he was having an erection, but it was another thing for him to actually lose complete control and to have sex right there on the dance floor with another man’s wife.

Sue knew that the slow dance would soon be coming to an end. She gave Tom another kiss and rubbed her pussy against Tom’s erect dick. She said, “Don’t worry. No one can see you if you hold me close.” Tom knew that he was at Sue’s mercy and, despite every attempt to resist her, he knew he was about to come. Suddenly, Tom’s dick ejaculated and he squirted cum all over Sue’s pussy.

At this point, Tom was very embarrassed. Sue smiled and said, “It’s okay.” She took her hand and gently touched the head of Tom’s penis to wipe any cum so that it would not be dripping after the dance was over. She gave him this devilish smile and said “I didn’t realize that I got you so excited. I didn’t mean to do that.”

Fortunately, since Tom was no longer sexually frustrated, thanks to Sue, he was able to walk back to the table with his penis no longer being erect. Sue came back to the table and I asked her if she had a good time dancing with Tom. She said yes and discreetly gave my dick a playful squeeze under the table.

Exposed Wife

I had been living with my wife for over a year. She was quite tall and slim and pretty too. Very sexy, very smart, but best of all, she loved to party. Being in a huge city, bars, people and music were never hard to find. Sitting at a bar drinking beer was one of our favourite pastimes.

So we were out one night, drinking, laughing, dancing to crap music, looking at sexy girls bodies swaying to the beat. She was in her early 30’s and I was 12 years older so we both really enjoyed looking at younger girls moving sexily to music.

“Do you like looking at them?” she insecurely asked.

“You’re much sexier baby” I told her, I knew this game. And, at my age, was a master.

“Ha ha….I’m ten years older than those little girls.”

“Yes, but there’s not a man in here that hasn’t taken his eyes off your arse.”

“Who? Where?” I pointed them out. All of them were looking. It was something about the way she moved her body: so tall yet so graceful and the sex just flowed like a river of porn. I had gotten used to the staring of other guys, and over the months I had relaxed about it, evolving into somewhat of a quiet voyeur from the angry douche bag I used to be when I had first started living with her.

“And why do you think they are looking at me at my age when there are all these tight little teenage pussies available?”

I played the game, convincing her she was gorgeous and it wasn’t really her unavailability that was the attraction to us asshole guys. We carried on drinking and talking, with her dancing attracting ever more daring partners — one even putting his hands around her waist as they danced. A year ago he would’ve received the death stare.

We got drunk and left in the middle of the morning, sleeping through Sunday until mid afternoon. Oh the joy of no children. We snacked until early evening, when I suggested the movies. The game started again.

“What shall I wear?” I didn’t play this time, but tried a different tact, knowing she was still on a buzz from last night’s attention.

“Why don’t you see how much attention you can get tonight honey?” I teasingly asked. She bit. I was smug. I selected a normal top, with a matching short skirt. No panties. I convinced her no panties. I suspected she liked the idea of sitting in the movies, being able to open and close her legs as she wished, exposing herself to the darkness.

She dressed and we walked to the elevator. I didn’t mention that I was trying to get her horny as hell. Now don’t misunderstand, she had her moments, but they were rare. We had a lot of sex for sure, but that dirty stuff that we pervs oh so enjoy, well, I hadn’t had one of those sessions for some time.

The elevator arrived and we entered. I couldn’t resist it — I kissed her full on the lips, entering her mouth with my probing tongue, circling my fingers around her arse cheeks. I knew she was wet.

“Stand still.” I commanded, and pulled her skirt down to her knees, her freshly shaved dripping vagina exposed to my hungry eyes. Her shocked facial expression intensified to sheer horror as the elevator slowed three floors from the bottom. She glared at me as she pulled it up hastily trying to re-arrange herself as a neighbour stepped in. He was in his fifties and I wasn’t sure he couldn’t smell her dripping cunt. However, had he gazed down, he’d have noticed her skirt on the wrong way round. Just as I had had that thought, he gazed down, and smiled. She blushed. Cool.

We spent the night flirting with each other, and, as she walked around the mall to the screens, she deliberately walked up a glass staircase, exposing to anyone below a cunt that I just couldn’t wait to eat. I noticed one middle aged man looking up, hurriedly looking to each side to ensure his fat wife wouldn’t catch him. His fat wife should thank us; she’d be getting a good pussy pounding tonight for sure.

We enjoyed the night. I didn’t want to spoil it getting ejected from the movie for finger banging a girl I’d be cock banging a couple of hours later. I wasn’t 17 after all, was I?

We got home and fucked like the 17year olds that we weren’t, and I waited for the weekend, hoping I could use my not so ingenious methods to make her hot again.

Friday night came, and we played the dressing game again. Not wanting to repeat last weekend’s trick I selected an even shorter skirt but with ultra tight black gloss leggings. I nearly came in my pants as she pulled them on and they went right up the crack or her arse.

We finished a bottle of wine and left for our local bar. We didn’t know anyone there except the barman, who set us up some drinks as we walked in.

She was already tipsy, and after a couple more and some flirting with the barman she wanted a dance. Damn she looked hot; my cock started to twitch watching her move. There were a lot of eyes on her too, men, boys, and horny girls. I wanted to fuck her there and then.

The drinking and dancing continued for a few hours. I limited myself as the whole point of showing her off was to get her horny enough for a dirty session, something that wouldn’t happen with too much alcohol.

She was getting wilder, arms around guys’ necks, their hands on her hips. She came back to finish off yet another glass and said she was sweating and asked if it was ok to take off the leggings. I suggested no and that perhaps the skirt removed would cool her somewhat and still retain some dignity. She agreed and went to the toilet and unclasped the skirt, putting it in her handbag.

Watching her walk back I realized I was getting anxious with nerves at everyone looking. Her leggings showed everything, even pulling tight up her vagina. Camel toe gold medal; and the girl did have big pussy lips.

She gave me a slutty kiss and told me to check her bag as she went off to dance. I opened it — the tiny skirt was folded, and on top, her wet string. I’d been chatting most of the evening to a nice middle aged couple at the bar as the drunken babe danced with everyone and anyone. They asked me what she’d put in the bag, so, in my drunken haze, I opened it and showed them, getting a nervous heartbeat as a strange man looked at my girlfriend’s soaking panties. His wife giggled, looked up, and jokingly suggested he go dance with the girl with no pants on. He did. There were men all around her, staring at her arse and prominent cunny lips.

He walked up to her and put his arms around her neck, softly grinding into her. My cock jumped, his wife placed her hand on my knee and smiled at me with a slutty drunken look. She was about my age, way too old for me, and slightly chubby, in a sexy way. She rubbed up my knee as she watched her husband, who by now had lowered his hands to my wife’s hips, and found my throbbing cock. I swallowed dryly with surprise and tried to ignore her by taking a huge swig of beer, as I watched a strange man, who knew she was wearing no panties, grind his obviously swollen tool into my wife’s crotch. I couldn’t wait to get her home.

She came over for a drink and told me she was drunk but oh so horny. Really darling I hadn’t realised.

“Why you so horny?” I wanted to hear her confession.

“He’s got a hard on, I think he went to the toilet to wank.”

“How do you know he’s erect?” I asked, again with a dry throat and a throbbing cock. His wife was trying to listen above the music.

“He was rubbing it on me…”she drunkenly confessed… “…I couldn’t help it.”

She finished her drink, gave me a fake look of shame, and went back to dance. A different guy grabbed her, equally as drunk, and started to kiss her. She responded to his kiss with too much vigour for my liking and I knew it was approaching home time. I had enjoyed the show so far but kissing was taboo.

When hands dropped to her arse she turned around and ground into him, bending to touch her toes in time with the pounding music as he held her hips dreaming of his own pounding. The couple had gone onto the dance floor too, drunk and in their heightened state of sexual arousal.

I rubbed my cock through my jeans. It felt good. I need to cum. I thought about visiting the toilets but decided, even as perverted as I was, public toilet masturbation wasn’t part of my lifestyle; besides, I wanted to see how hot I could make my slut because I wanted to achieve my objective.

My dirty unfaithful lady staggered back when the song finished. She didn’t have to speak, I knew she needed cock. As I paid up and walked to the cloakroom, the middle aged couple also left. They walked along with us, and the conversation revolved around the hot little girls dancing in their little skirts. His references to wanting to see their tight young bodies were obviously aimed at my wife, who bit and asked was she as sexy, turning and pushing her arse up for us to assess. A unanimous “Gorgeous!” from the three of us rubber stamped my impending hardcore session, and we continued our short journey, as apparently they lived in the next apartment block.

I started to feel relaxed, thinking of all the illegal things I wanted to invent to do to this slutty bitch, when I heard myself ask:

“Come up to our place, I got some beers kicking around” like we hadn’t had enough and as though I didn’t really just want to strip my slut naked the second I entered the elevator.

The offer was gratefully received by our new acquaintances, and we went up and entered the apartment. As we took off jackets and shoes, my dirty cow once again bent right forward so we could all see her arse and, unknown to her, those very wet and prominent lips, which had soaked her leggings, making her look incontinent. She didn’t know that we all knew the truth.

The middle aged man took it as another queue to have an uninvited play and stepped in, held her hips and started grinding into her arse and pussy, simulating thrusts and dragging a finger across her lips.

“Oh that’s rude, and we have guests….!” she cooed sweetly, thinking the throb was mine.

He let go and stepped back, and the three of us grinned drunkenly to each other as she tried to stand up straight, regretting bending over in the first place. I don’t know why I didn’t try to stop him…perhaps it was because he was a nice guy, ten years older than me, and, strangely, it was turning me on.

We travelled to the kitchen and I put on a bit of music, quite but danceable. I grabbed cold beers and some more wine and we all started to dance, my first with my own girl for what seemed like hours.

“You’re not hard like you were 5 minutes ago!” she stated openly, putting her hand to my cock.

“It wasn’t me grinding you.” I told her. The look of shock was great. She looked over to our dancing friends and said to the professor look-a-like: “You rubbed your cock on me…how rude!” and we all laughed, and swapped dance partners. I could see where this was going, and wasn’t sure how to stop it.

It was hot in the apartment, and the middle aged wife decided she had nothing to lose by dropping her jeans and pulling off her top. Actually she looked quite horny in her satin underwear, and I pulled off my top in approval (at my age, I rarely needed an excuse to expose my hard-fought-for six-pack.

Not to be outdone, and turned on by the sight of his underwear clad chubby wife, Mr. Horny Old Dude unbuttoned his shirt and almost instantly dropped his trousers, his huge hard-on poking up inside his underwear. Impressive. I was glad he kept his boxers on though.

Well, there was one left, and she keeping clothed. She also wasn’t wearing panties, and we all knew it.

She walked into the middle of the kitchen, looked me in the eye, pulled up her top, unclasped her bra, and dropped it all, standing topless with her huge nipples erect and breasts swinging freely, Smiling and rubbing them, pulling her nipples out hard.

I was so hard and just wanted to suck them. I loved sucking her tits. I stepped toward her but was beaten by a guy 20 years older than her who was determined to have a feel before someone intervened.

“No!” said my babe, but not because she didn’t want the attention, evidently she wanted to get her cunt out. Would I let it happen? I didn’t have a choice. I stood transfixed as she turned around, hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her leggings, and slowly slowly started to pull them down. When half her cheeks were exposed, the underwear clad middle aged mum dropped her bra off to reveal a nice pair, and as I stared at them, her husband dived straight in, pinching, suckling, massaging, his obvious excitement encouraging them both on toward something that I had neither planned nor in my naivety, anticipated.

I shouldn’t have been, but I became somewhat shocked as she dropped her panties, right there, right there in front of me, us, right there in my kitchen; and her husband’s excitement quadrupled.

On seeing the shaven older pussy, displayed so openly, my angel bent forward, again, right over this time, and pulled the leggings down and out of the crack of her arse and away from her sticky pussy, dropping them all the way to the floor. Her wet lips had come into view, as had her sweaty anus.

I couldn’t fully grasp the scene: a stranger of a man with his erect penis throbbing inside his boxers and his middle aged but by now very sexy looking naked wife were looking at my equally butt naked wife in our kitchen, and, as I thought the surrealistic images couldn’t get anymore more surreal, Mr. Fifty dropped his boxers, his cock pointing directly at my sluts exposed holes, pre-cum dripping, big head purple and angry.

She was looking over her shoulder at him, looking at his cock, just staring, drunken blurry eyes transfixed to a tool 20 years older than her. That cock had been ejaculating before she was even born.

She wasn’t alone in her staring: I was embarrassingly transfixed to only the second live cock I’d even seen, and his wife was the third unavoidable voyeur, aware, as we all were, that this impromptu evening had evolved beyond drinking and grinding and flashing tits and ass.

Sensing an imminent un-discussed insertion into a much younger pussy, the sexy wife dropped to her knees and made oral love to that cock. Her actions broke the voyeuristic spell that had befallen us, and my honey, still bent to an almost touchy toe position, began pulling her nipples as she looked over her shoulder at the blow job action unfolding in her kitchen.

Quite why she continued to expose her inner most sexual parts instead of turning was slightly perplexing me, as not only had my voyeuristic side had been fulfilled, I had no desire, perverted or otherwise, to watch her being taken.

Despite it all, my cock was so hard; I wanted to drop my jeans, after all I was the only one not fully exposed, and I loved showing off my knob. What man doesn’t?

What was in my mind at that point was that I was going to drop my jeans, show the fellating lady my nice looking tool, then stick my cock up my woman’s cunt and fuck her whilst our two guests did the same. I didn’t mind them watching; after all, it wouldn’t be the first time I’d been watched. What wasn’t in my mind was that the woman would un-impale her head from her husband’s cock, reach for mine, and thrust it to gently into her mouth, moving it toward the back of her throat before I could react.

It felt so good, her warm soft mouth around my aching helmet. She tickled by balls too; damn I loved that.

My baby was watching. By now rubbing her dripping cunt lips openly for all to see, and running her finger over her anus, still looking over her shoulder.

I couldn’t take anymore. I really needed to cum, but wanted my own woman to have it and I so needed to smell her. She’d been rubbing her vagina on other men’s cocks all night and I knew it was soaking and sweaty; I just had to smell it.

I was about to pull out of that warm willing mouth and drop to my knees behind my wife, wanting to smell her arsehole, when, as if a scene form a porno, Mr. Horny stopped tugging his big cock, dropped down behind my slut, and just stared into her much younger pussy.

His wife was an expert cock pleaser, and I involuntarily started to shaft her head as the voyeur started to smell my woman’s sweaty arse crack. My god it was so horny to see, she loved it too, and started to gyrate her bottom as he nuzzled his nose into the crack of joy. Would she let him fuck her, I found myself wondering, as I watched from another world, not knowing what to do, leaving it up to my slut to call the shots.

It didn’t take long, as she placed a hand on each buttock and pulled herself wide open for this man’s pleasure, exposing her pink gaping hole. He didn’t disappoint her; he pushed his tongue, oh so slowly, deep into her anus, her arsehole, her tight secret hole of lust. If it hadn’t have been for the amazing mouth wrapped around my swollen tool, I would’ve stopped him, I told myself. But I knew I wouldn’t. It was too horny, too sexy to stop. Far too filthy dirty.

As I watched I realized his wife had stopped sucking my cock and was watching her older husband tongue fuck this young woman. She wanked me rhythmically, kissing my head softly, running her tongue around on it, almost lovingly.

It was incredible, watching my previously loyal wife getting her anus and pussy eaten out by a relative stranger as she bent forward and touched her toes.

This man had seen, smelled, and tasted my wife’s anus and vagina, and I hadn’t stopped him, and right now, as I watched, she was dropping to her knees in our kitchen to suck on his big cock. I couldn’t believe, but any anxieties vanished as his wife returned to deep throating me.

This double swapped over fellatio continued for a few minutes. God women were sluts sometimes.

My wife stood up and demanded cock:

“I need fucking.”

His wife agreed:

“My cunt needs cocks.”

I wasn’t sure I wanted her, but I knew I wanted my wife.

We walked to our bed, a superb Super King size, not purchased for this purpose. I lay her down on the bed and entered her. At that moment I didn’t care who could see what, I just wanted to be inside her vagina. I thrust in an out, almost oblivious to the scene next to me. My face was buried in my wife’s neck and I was kissing it softly. I wanted to tongue her mouth passionately but didn’t quite fancy the obvious taste of cock. The other couple were on our bed too, her wanking and sucking his cock. She turned around and offered her rear end to him as I watched. The site of her cunt and dark arsehole staring and winking at me brought me an excitement I couldn’t control. I fucked my slutty cock sucking wife’s flooded cunt faster and faster, slowing as my baby lifted her head to try and see.

As the guy started to enter his wife, mine reached for his balls and massaged them, pushing her thumb against his arsehole. It was dirty of her, and I thanked the beer for preventing my ejaculation.

He fucked his wife wildly, and mine asked for doggy style too.

There we were, two couples, neighbours and strangers before tonight and now players in an incredibly hot sexual game, which was consensual and hadn’t gone too far.

I reached under and started to massage her clit as she buried her face in the bed and lifted her anus up high. She started to finger her own arsehole, one then two fingers, knuckle deep, and started to cum. The anal fingering display pushed him over the edge, his orgasm starting with a grunted “Mmm” and he became more vociferous as his wife joined in. She started to push back harder on his weapon, looking over her shoulder as she came with us also reaching climax. As if previously agreed but totally spontaneous, my big cocked friend and I withdrew, grabbed our respective erections and furiously fisted them as spurt after spurt of hot cum sprayed of the dirty cow’s backs. I turned slightly to look at his wife’s cunt as I came, staring into her winking hole as I wrung the last droplets from my softening penis.

I sat back, my wife lay collapsed, semen dripping from her skin, and our friends lay down to recover.

When the heat of sexual excitement cools, the atmosphere equally cools; but, in a friendly way, our guests, no doubt due to their maturity, comforted each other lovingly. I stood and pulled a cover from the dresser, and offered them the couch. They took the cue perfectly and rose to leave. She came to me and kissed me full on the lips, rubbing my cock as she did so; he turned to my wife and bent over to kiss her on the cheek goodnight.

It was so relaxed, so mutually respectful. We haven’t repeated the event up until now, but sure as hell we fucked a lot that weekend after our guests left the next morning.

If you’re thinking of sharing with another couple, oral only and same room sex is definitely a comfortable way to start.