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Bachelor Party Fill In

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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.

Exposed Wife

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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.

What Got Into Her

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My wife’s name is Cyn. Her black hair, warm brown eyes, copper complexion, long shapely legs that are inches apart as they reach her slim hips and firm cupped buns, her erect posture and lovely upturned nice sized breasts, her quick wit and sexy smile, her high cheekbones and her soft but well defined jaw-line, her smooth almost silky skin, the black hair of her pussy, her soft abdomen, her outward conservatism combined with her hot and uninhibited sexuality…these attributes have emotionally overwhelmed me for twenty-one years of marriage. I am hopelessly in love with her.I have always suffered with a streak of jealousy, a possessive element in my personality. I am also idealistic, habitually putting girlfriends (before marriage) on a pedestal…it therefore always shocks me to learn from some high school buddy that years ago in high school some girlfriend of mine had been promiscuous…I had never dared to even attempt a sexual move on these girls.But Cyn had been different. We met in college on a blind date; I had been told that she was hot so I tried to fuck her on our first date. Sure enough, she loved making out and dry-hunching…I even got her down to her underwear without much trouble, but after three years of trying I could never get her to go any further.She would massage my penis in my jeans, but it wasn’t until that third year that she pulled off my underwear and masturbated me, a relief for me to cum in great explosive shots that rained all over both of us instead of unloading in my pants during our dry-hunching. This experience brought a new intimacy between us in which she confessed to me, after much questioning,her sexual experiences with past boyfriends.She admitted handling the dicks of two boyfriends in high school though she denied ever witnessing an explosive ejaculation as we were by then sharing; she denied ever having intercourse with anyone though she had dated two boys in college before me…one who had claimed (so I had been told)to have fucked her; she vehemently denied this. I accepted this but today, 20 years later, I suspect she had been fucked regularly by at least this one boyfriend though she still claims I was the only person to have fucked her when we married.Yes, we had been fucking for a year when we married. From the beginning she seemed far more sexually experienced, more comfortable and uninhibited than me. I learned from her, not vice versa. She was very holsum, a good and serious student, a church-going Catholic, and very popular. She never dressed provocatively, but she was a knock-out with a natural sexuality about her.There is a careless lack of self-consciousness about her…for example, I often saw her breasts and nipples by easily looking down her blouse long before I ever got my hands on them. By her senior year, she discarded bras permanently and hasn’t worn one during all the years of our marriage.She never had much patience with my jealousy. She doesn’t have a jealous bone in her body, probably a result of her formidable self-confidence. Her refusal to wear a bra was probably an early challenge to my jealousy during our marriage. Just as I so often got a full view down her blouse, I witnessed other men getting an eyeful. It disturbed me but it was also titillating to witness other men looking at her tits. I knew it was titillating to our male friends…her breasts and nipples are gorgeous and defy gravity. Wives would joke with me about how their husbands found Cyn to be so sexy, some of my male friends even joking about her fine breasts.I said nothing to her except in our love-making…I’d confess what I’d seen and she would tease me, asking if I liked men seeing her nipples, even asking what I’d do if she let them squeeze her breasts, kiss and fuck her. She knew she was using my jealousy against me. Once when we had gotten drunk with a group of our friends, finding ourselves at a nightclub then driving home (all drunk) with Cyn in the backseat with a male friend (who loved her breasts) and the friend’s wife up front with me, I saw them french-kissing in the backseat with my friend’s hands on her tits. I was too drunk to care, but in their backseat laughter, I saw his head go under her T-shirt;he had realized his fantasy of getting his lips on Cyn’s breasts, though only briefly. I also realized my dick was rock hard despite the pangs of jealousy. She teased me later in our love-making, asking how I felt about my friend french-kissing her and sucking on her nipples. By this time I was exploring pornography in Penthouse, finding myself fascinated by letters from men whose wives had fucked other men, some even describing the sight of another man’s cock penetrating the pussy of their wife and shooting cum into them. The thought of this drove me wild…unimaginable. I began leaving the most erotic Penthouse letters on female infidelity under her pillow for her to discover, which led to more of her teasing when we fucked.Such a thought was wildly erotic to me but aroused great jealousy mixed with lust…I’d kill any son of a bitch who fucked Cyn(even if I was sporting a hard-on and ejaculating as I did it). Cyn knew this and loved to tease me during our love sessions…when I’d asked her about those old college boyfriends and whether anyone had fucked her, she would now answer that she’d never tell or “Did I really want to know?” or “Can you handle the truth if I told you?” “How do you know I’m not fucking around now?” My dick would erupt immediately, which she found hilarious.These teasing responses reminded me of the pornographic stories I’d been reading; her aggressiveness in bed such as those occasions when she massaged and sucked my dick as I fondled her clit and slid my fingers into her pussy before we fucked, became punctuated with her sexual comments like “You know I love penises”-plural not singular; also “I love when men cum inside me” and other teasing, erotic comments that would bring a quick ejaculation as we fucked.I admit I became obsessed with thought of my wife crossing the line of adultery, of violating this ultimate code of marital fidelity. My heart would race at the thought. I often beatoff with explosive ejaculations reading and re-reading the Penthouse letters of wives fucking men behind their husbands’ backs, of husbands coming home early from work and stumbling upon their wives being fucked by a neighbor. I graduated to more troubling stories of wives fucking black men, of wives prefering the larger penises of their lovers, also letters from husbands who even encouraged their wives to experiment by fucking another man, of wives being seduced by a neighbor, of another man impregnating someone’s wife, of a husband who actually arranged for another man to seduce his wife, and of wife swapping,…I soon found myself masturbating to all of these various stories.I particularly got off on stories when the husband described in detail the erotic anguish of watching his wife’s wet vagina being slowly penetrated by another man’s enormous cock and actually seeing cum shoot from the invading penis as the stranger slid his dick in and out of his wife’s cunt. The thought of impregnation still drives me wild.All of this culminated in several years of crisis in my marriage. I had long been accustomed to many friends hanging around our house,-male and female but particularly male friends who enjoyed us both but had especially good rapport with my fetching, dark-haired, braless wife. They would be drinking a glass of wine as she cooked dinner, just shooting the bull as she tended the kids or other household activities.As I came home from work, several guys (sometimes with a wife or girlfriend, but more often 2 or 3 male friends) would be chatting with her in the kitchen, Cyn typically in short-shorts with a loose sleeveless blouse or t-shirt ( her nipples always detectable)or bathing suit if she’d been swimming in our pool. In the mornings they’d be around the coffee pot. I’d join them. It was fun. Most were old friends or neighbors, such a plumber named Mike who lived several doors down from us. Mike was blond, slightly above medium height, slightly overweight, loud and boisterous with his laughter and jokes. His marriage was on the rocks, he spent far too much time chasing pussy at local clubs, and relied on Cyn as his marriage counselor and friendly ear to share all his problems with.Mike confided in Cyn all the details of his marital problems, largely accepting the blame for the break-up. He was a bar hound and compulsively fucked around on his homely wife he’d married after high school. In their long conversations that often went on late into the night, he told Cyn of his long list of female conquests, naming many single and married females, many we knew well. Cyn loved being in on these secret affairs and she would tell me all she learned,-much we found hard to believe. Mike is not particularly good looking, but, as I would soon learn with certainty, he was a very accomplished cuntsman. I told Cyn that he obviously had a crush on her, but I never worried about him because he seemed not to be in her league, just not someone attractive enough to be a threat.By the time I learned he was fucking Cyn almost daily, they’d been fucking for over two years;by then I knew she would refuse to end the relationship when I learned of it, so I never confronted her with my discovery. I cannot bear the thought of life without the woman I love. I found out the hard way…I witnessed a gang bang of my wife set up by Mike. I’ll never remove from my mind the vivid vision of my wife being fucked by three men.We had a swimming party at my home one Friday night. Approximately ten couples were there. Cyn and Mike had been bass fishing (he was a big bass fisherman and he often took Cyn–I would soon learn these were invariably fucking expeditions to our weekend lakehouse). They were grilling the fish and fixing supper when I arrived home from work. Everyone soon arrived. The kids were all spending the night out. The alcohol flowed freely and the food was delicious; everyone had a great time in the pool. I’d had a long week and excused myself to go to bed around 11 pm; 6 or 7 people were still there but I assumed they’d leave soon.I woke up to piss around 1 am and noticed Cyn was not in bed. Perhaps she and Mike were having another long talk about his problems. I went downstairs into our den. No-one was there but I heard music and voices outside. Curious and perhaps suspicious, I did not step out the den door to the patio. Instead I decided to eavesdrop. I went out the front door and snuck around the side of our house to the shrubs that bordered our patio/pool area. Five people were in the pool…Mike was beside Cyn in the shallow end, a doctor friend named Shannon and an unmarried couple, Joe and Allison, were also there. They spoke quietly,often laughing, as they drank wine, a freshly opened bottle at poolside.Then I saw Mike pass a cigarette to Cyn, his left arm wrapped around her as she leaned against him. She leaned against Mike as he coaxed her to smoke, holding the cigarette to her lips. The acrid smell of marijuana suddenly registered in my brain. “Come on, it’s your turn Cyn,” he urged. She took a deep drag as Mike laughed,”That a girl…hold it in your lungs,’ he told her as he then passed the weed to the doctor.Cyn looked up at Mike and they kissed, their mouths open, Cyn sucking Mike’s tongue into her mouth then exhaling the marijuana smoke into Mike’s lungs. No one seemed surprised by their intimacy. Mike’s right hand cupped my wife’s right breast as their intense kissing went on. Cyn’s hands were beneath the water. My penis stiffened under my robe. Shannon (the doctor) and Joe each took turns kissing Allison as the weed made the rounds between them, then back to Mike who laughed again as he again held the pot for Cyn to inhale, again exchanging the smoke in an opened mouthed french kiss.“Hell, why don’t you two fuck and get over with,” the doctor said to Mike and Cyn as the weed was passed backed to him. Mike laughed loudly as his hand returned to Cyn’s breast, both drinking down more wine. “We’re getting there,” he bellowed,holding his bathing suit above the water and flinging it onto the patio.Mike pressed Cyn into the corner. “Your fingers are fantastic,” I heard him whisper to her. “That’s what all the boys tell me,” she teasingly replied. Then the music stopped.“I’ll get it,” Mike said as he stepped from the pool. His dick shocked me, stiffly pointing upward as he went into the den to change the cds. His cock was thick, very long, simply enormous. The others laughed at his immodesty. Stunned, I realized my wife was responsible for Mike’s erection.The doctor called out,”Cyn, it’s time to shed that bathing suit…we’re skinny dipping you know.” She didn’t answer; she seemed semi-asleep in the shallow corner of the pool,her eyes closed. I suddenly realized that the other three were also nude.“We’ll take care of it,” Mike told them as he stepped back into the pool. His tongue reentered Cyn’s mouth; he used it as a dick to fuck her mouth. He pressed her into the corner. Her legs rose above the water and encircled his waist as he hunched rhythmically against her. He pulled down the shoulder straps of her sheer red one-piece bathing suit. Cyn protested.“Not here,” I heard her protest. “Let’s at least go inside.”“Honey, we’ve never done it in front of people,”he urged. “They know about us. Let’s do it right here,-live dangerously with your old man upstairs sleeping like a baby.” He fed her more wine. The weed was passed to him and she again inhaled it deeply, kissing him as she exhaled,sharing it’s intoxication with him.The three others moved beside them, Joe and Shannon both kissing and fondling Allison. Her breasts rose above the water as she stood briefly. She was lithe with small tits and pointed areolas. “Who’s going to fuck me first,” she asked. Joe moved against her, pinning her to the pool wall beside my wife, her knees also rising above the water to embrace her lover.“Hell, I guess I’ll have to take seconds on both of them,”the doctor muttered. Mike responded with a laugh and again maneuvered Cyns’s straps off her shoulders, rolling the stretched thin fabric down revealing my wife’s gorgeous breasts. This time there was no protest from Cyn. Her eyes remained closed. The other two men stopped what they were doing and gazed intently upon her tits.The doctor spoke first: “I hope her pussy is as delicious as those tits.”“Better than any pussy you’ve ever had…you’ll see,” said Mike as he stepped back to roll the bathing suit down her legs, lifting her exposed shaved pussy to the water’s surface, then he threw her suit onto the patio only a few feet from where I stood in the shrubs. “I shaved that pussy for her,” he bragged as his hands under her rear held her cunt at the surface. His claim cut me like a knife,-Cyn had told me she had shaved her pussy to be sexy for me.Cyn seemed asleep as they talked about her. Mike again slipped the marijuana between her lips and she sucked the smoke deeply. This time Shannon (the doctor)leaned forward and kissed her, sliding his tongue into Cyn’s mouth. She seemed not to notice. Mike spread her legs. The others watched as Mike’s thick fingers slid between the lips of her vagina, his thumb massaging her clit. My wife caught her breath and began slightly hunching his fingers.Allison also watched and held the weed to Cyn’s lips for another drag. Cyn sucked again as she hunched more vigorously on Mike’s active fingers…I saw three fingers slide into her puss. “She can take all five,” Mike bragged. His fingers moved in and out. “She loves fucking.”Allison whispered audibly into Cyn’s ear as she joined the two men in massaging her breasts, mashing her nipples between forefinger and thumb, as Mike focused on her clit and pussy. “You are going to be gang banged tonight, Cyn…all of us will fuck you and you’ll eat all of us.” Her lips went to my wife’s mouth, delicately tonguing her, my wife’s tongue responding and actively reciprocating. I’d never seen two women kiss.My penis had involuntarily ejaculated in the bushes; now my cum continuously oozed and dripped. My hand used the slick fluid to massage the crown of my cock, squeezing more cum from it’s tip; I manhandled my tight balls as I heard Mike say, “I’ll fuck her now. Turn her and hold her shoulders so you can see.”He stood on the first step so that his torso was entirely out of the water. No wonder he’s such a cuntsman, I thought silently…that’s the biggest cock I’ve ever seen, bigger than anything I had ever seen in Penthouse. Why didn’t I intervene? I realized now that he had fucked her many times before. This was my chance for those wild Penthouse letters about a husband witnessing his wife being fucked to come to life before my very eyes. I wanted so badly to see those scenes I’d imagined while masturbating, to watch my wife actually do to another man the fucking she had teased me about for so long. I craned my neck to see everything that was happening, the blood pounding in my heart and temples as the moment approached. Would I actually see his seman shoot from his huge cock?…I hoped so. I hoped so! I loved that she loved fucking another man… my lust had prevailed, suppressing the tortured jealousy that burned in the pit of my stomach.Mike put her ankles on his shoulders, then fucked her with his five thick fingers, rousing her hips to strong undulations, her pussy reaching to swallow his hand. Her eyes opened and her hands grasped his enormous tool. She masturbated and massaged him, rubbing his dickhead into her cuntlips. She hunched forward so her pussy could swallow the crown of his cock.“We have an audience,”Mike smiled at her as their fucking began.Her undulations grew more furious, back and forth…I saw his dickhead reappear then disappear inside of her repeatedly.“Let’s fuck,” my wife demanded loudly as she became increasingly aggressive, becoming the sexually active Cyn that I knew so well as opposed to her earlier passivity that had apparently been induced by the wine and marijuana. His fingers and cock had now turned her on. Her fingers of one hand pulled his cock forward while the other gripped his balls. Cyn became the aggressor. “Mike, fuck me hard.” He did.In one stroke, his thick penis slammed his entire length…was it ten inches or more?…to the deepest depths of her vagina. Their genitals pounded against one another repeatedly; his thrusts back and forth repeatedly exposed the entirety of his purplish red veiny manhood, the awesome pubic tool sliding forward to repeatedly fill her vagina. I loved it; my cock spurted cum nonstop while they fucked; my heart pounded so furiously that a heart attack seemed imminent.My wife’s hands moved to his hips, taking control of the timing of their body slams…her fingers moved to his anus, pressing and probing as she pulled him over and over again into her pussy. Two fingers penetrated his anus; her wedding ring disappeared up his ass, bringing a gutteral groan from deep in Mike’s body. I watched the wedding ring appear,then disappear with each finger thrust into his rear.Cyn climaxed repeatedly as his shaft filled her, her abdomen rising with each forward stroke only to gently subside on each backstroke.Then his climax arrived. I witnessed a ragged string of white cum explode from his cock on a backstroke. My most erotic hopes were satisfied as his cum splattered into the opening of her pussy lips, then his dickhead invaded the same spot pushing that cum deep into her as he continued to shoot more cum into her as his huge meat filled her. I saw more shots of cum on each outstroke until she held him inside…his hips flexed as he emptied his balls inside of her…her fingers buried in his anus.Is his cum impregnating her at this very moment? I wondered. My penis spurted more seman into my soaked robe. As I had read about in Penthouse, I had a sudden powerful urge to eat my wife’s pussy, to taste the mixture of his cum with Cyn’s fluids.Shannon (the doctor)whispered into Mike’s ear, then Mike slid away into the water, exhausted, his cum gathering on the water’s surface at the entrance to Cyn’s pussy. Shannon moved into the fucking position between my wife’s legs. Slightly taller than Mike, his penis stood stiff…shaped more like a long snakelike baseball bat as compared to Mike’s massive cucumber. Cyn watched him use his dickhead to probe between her vaginal lips; we all watched together as the wicked obscene shaft slowly entered her.“Delicious,” the doctor announced as he settled into a hungry rhythm. “You’ve got a fine pussy, Cyn. I want to fuck you doggy style later but this is too good for now.”“Have a ball,” I heard my wife say. Everyone laughed as though this comment was the highest humor. Allison resumed french kissing Cyn, who offered no resistence. After 5 minutes of raw sex with my wife, they helped Cyn from the pool onto a patio palette they made with cushions. The doctor’s snakelike cock slithered into her from behind, Cyn on her stomach with her beautiful ass arched in the air to accommadate his greedy plunges into her vagina.Allison moved under Cyn’s face and spread her legs. Cyn ate her pussy while being doggy fucked by the doctor. The doctor climaxed first, his buns clinching as he announced his climax, then pulling his obscene sinuous tool slowly from within her…as it emerged I watched his cumshots dripping from the tip of his cock in long slimy strings onto the backside of her exposed vaginal opening. It was, as the doctor had said, erotically “delicious” to watch.Allison then climaxed as Cyn licked and sucked her pussy. The slim girl then rolled my wife onto her back and proceeded to gently tongue massage the folds of Cyn’s weary puss, sucking and licking the gobs of cum from her vagina. Cyn climaxed on her tongue. Joe fucked Allison from behind for ten minutes as as she tongued and cleaned my wife’s pussy.Then Joe fucked Cyn missionary style, the third penis to invade her vagina. He watched his cock slide in and out of her. His penis was more my size, 6 or 7 inches, and he used it well. His fingers stimulated her clit to arouse her then moved his hands to her breasts. I was amazed that Cyn had enough sexual energy left for another fuck.“Ya’ll have made a whore out of me,” she declared. “Fuck me,Joe, fuck me.” Her hunching began hard and fast. Joe leaned forward and kissed her. I watched her mouth sucking on his tongue, then Cyn slid her tongue into his mouth. Joe’s tongue returned to her mouth and stiffened; Cyn sucked on it like it was a penis.Mike walked up and stood over them, his champion cock hard again. He watched them fuck until Joe rose to his knees, his hands lifting Cyn’s buns from the cushions…we watched Joe’s excited penis sloshing in and out of my wife’s cum-soaked cunt as he gripped her ass, holding her pussy up at his dick level for his fucking comfort.Mike straddled Cyn’s chest, his penis standing above her mouth. “I need my super whore to give me more relief.” Their eyes met and both smiled.Mike leaned forward on his knees and hands so that his great cock pointed down to her mouth. Her mouth opened and he proceeded to fuck her lips. Her tongue bathed his penis and balls in saliva. Her hands massaged his balls and his aroused shaft that hung down from above her mouth, then she sucked loudly on his cockhead until I thought he would cum immediately. Then her hands held his shaft in position for her tongue to concentrate on the sensitive spot beneath the crown of his cock.“I bet I can make you cum before Joe climaxes in my pussy,” Cyn challenged Mike.“No way, you whore,”said Mike, accepting the challenge.“Oh yeah–you’re big dick is putty in my hands—I know what you can’t handle.” Cyn’s tongue sucked on his cockhead, one hand used the lubrication of his pre cum to masturbate the full length of his shaft while her free hand squeezed and massaged his balls.“You boys can’t last—I’ll have to send you upstairs to get my old man because all of you have run out of steam,” Cyn teased them both. She picked up the pace with her tongue and hands; Cum was freely and fully flowing from Mike’s cock.“See, here it comes, Mike. You can’t hold it, can you? Can you?” Cyn teased him relentlessly.Mike couldn’t answer as he strained to control his swollen, purplish, cum-covered cock.“Now I’ll finish you off while Joe outlasts you,” she teased. Suddenly Cyn lifted her head and her mouth engulfed him to his pubic hairs; Mike climaxed with a huge groan,his balls spasming over and over in the grip of her fingers, his loads of sperm blowing into her mouth as she sucked and swallowed, then sucked him dry. As Mike fell forward, Joe finally climaxed behind him.I enjoyed the fantastic eroticism of watching these men deposit cum in my wife for the last time that night. I eased unseen out of the bushes and returned to our bedroom to recover from the most sexually explosive and exciting experience of my life. It was no use being jealous, I realized. Cyn was never going to stop fucking other men. I feared her partners would tell others of the night’s events and ruin our reputation and marriage. Amazingly, the secret has so far been well kept by all. And Cyn hasn’t confessed to me and I haven’t told her of what I saw that night. If I told her, I might never see her fucked again…I am going to film everything for now on.She arrived in my bed that night at daybreak. Naturally I had to eat her pussy to try out the taste of Mike’s cum…a very strange experience but very exciting. Then I fucked her to complete the night’s action. Sloppy seconds…another erotically delicious experience, and now a regular experience. My life will never be the same.I know I can never change her wildly independent spirit and powerful sexuality. I love Cyn (Sin?) just the way she is. Just to see her bathe or change her clothes is an arousing experience for me. And I enjoy hiding in the lakehouse to watch her fuck when she and Mike go on their bass fishing trips.

Roberts Wife

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I must thank Robert sometime for his sick and twisted thoughts. You see, my buddy Robert invited me over to his house one night for some sports and beers. One monday night we were obviously tipsy and began divulging our sexual fantasies to each other. We were both married to women whom were sexually dirty in the privacy of the bedroom, but that was where it stopped. Of course, In my mind, I often visualized getting his wife alone and ravaging her cunt so hard. I felt that it was my duty to give her something that she was never to have again, having been married for a while now. But neither he nor her would ever swing that way. So we would tell each other of what nasty things we did with our wives to sort of, get off in a different way. Last week I had told him about how I talked my wife into some costumed roll playing. I had a toga from my college days and she had a Cleopatra outfit to match. We made a pillow stacked harem in our den where we had wine, grapes and some explicit encounters. Robert loved that idea.

He said, “damn you are a lucky guy. Your wife has a shape that would look great in something tight like that.”

I told him “Rob, you have to try the costume thing. The women get so into it. I bet your wife would really dig acting out fantasies.” He told me that they don’t really have any costumes around. He did say however, that his wife had plenty of fancy dresses.

He said too much.

I immediatly ran through what seemed to be dozens of notions in my mind. Different possibilities. And genius struck.

“I have an idea that you might find fun. It’s easy and probably pretty romantic.”

“Really,” he responded. “I am all ears.”

I asked if she had any fancy black dresses. Something that complimented her body. Preferably a v-neck. He told me that one of her friends had just bought her that exact dress. Black, long, elegant, with a deep v-neck that accentuated her bust. Oh my thoughts began racing and my blood got hot. I imagined her in it with her 36B tits creating a lustful cleavage that you’d want to bury your face in and suck away. I said “perfect. And you do still have that black trench coat with a matching black shirt and slacks.”

He responded a “yes, sure. What are you getting at”

“Well”, I said. “I have a phantom mask from Phantom of the Opera. With that and maybe a red rose, the two of you could go see the show which happens to be playing in town for the rest of the week. Have a nice dinner and drinks before, see the show, and return home where you break out the mask and the wine and champagne that you had chilling in the bar, and the two of you passionately make love all night long. She will love it. Im telling you.” He must have dug the idea because I saw his dick rise to a pup tent in his pants. It must have hurt. I know, Ive seen Robert take a piss before when we used urinals next to each other once. We are built roughly the same and coincidentally have the same size cocks, which is the keystone behind my plan which was playing itself out to the tee. I told Robert I’d bring him the mask sometime this week and he’d be set.

Friday night rolled around as it always does. Robert gave me a call before they left to thank me for the idea, the mask, and just for being there. I told him, “forget about it. Twas my pleasure”, as I smirked at myself. “By the way, what time do you plan to get home so I can tell my wife not to call yours and bother you guys.”

“Oh, well be back about 11:30 or so.”

“Ok, you guys have fun and tell me all about it tomorrow.” All was set.

I knew Roberts love for the drink and figured they both would be coming home pretty sloshed. I slipped into Roberts house using the back door with the key he “entrusted” me with as good friends do. I had with me my black shirt with slacks and my black trench coat which funny enough looks exactly like Roberts, due to the fact that they were our wives Christmas gifts to us. I went to Roberts drink cabinet where he had the wine and champagne ready to go. I knew he would have his favorite label for himself, as he only drinks Merlot, and the champagne for his wife. I grabbed his bottle and replaced it with the one I brought which had just enough roach pills to knock him our for hours. My trap having been laid, I made for his guest closet to hunker down and wait.

I had only been there for about 25 minutes or so when the two of them returned home. It must have taken another five minutes for him to find his keys and open the door which indicated to me that he must have been tanked already. This was disheartening as he may not require any more drink and all would be ruined. I cursed myself for not having thought of that. I was pleased though, to hear the next sound be that of a bottle popping which must have been the champagne. “Come on,” I told myself. “One more bottle”. I heard the ‘shrup’ of a corkscrew popping out the cork to the merlot which I hopped Robert would be drunk enough to not notice the diligent efforts I went though to pop back in after dropping the pills. And I guess he didn’t because all I heard was his wife say “OO Robert. I like your mask.”

He performed to her in a slobbering dialect some lines from the play and some from himself in character. “I want you tonight Kristine. Taste of this drink” as he certainly was giving her her champagne. From the sound though, he was chugging right from the bottle. “I an not ttthat brop…prober…proper” she said in an inebriated haze. She too began to chug from her bottle and soon enough Robert konked out right there on the couch.

“Yourrree kdding me.” She whimpered. ” No Robbie, ake up.” And to no avail but right as I planned, she gave up and let him be. Extremely disappointed she began her long walk to the bedroom to change her clothes and bring him back a blanket.

Ready…..set…..go!

I popped out from the doorway to the guest bedroom and caught her by surprise. Her shock was dulled though, by the booze. It was quite dark in the hallway and that coupled with the drink and the fact that me and Robert weren’t that different in looks made her say the next, “Oh…… hi baby. I thought…thought you passed out.” I risked that she might still be in the roll so I grabbed her by her shoulders and slowly turned her around and put my nose to her neck and softly inhaled. The breeze of that brushed her neck and she shivered. “Oh, are you still goin do take me to your lair”.

I grabbed the blanked from her arms and threw it aside and scooped her up in my arms. It gave me quite a feeling to know how she felt in Robert’s arms when he would do this. She had to be about 5’6″ and 135lbs, two inches shorter and 15lbs less than my wife and I relished the difference as she flung her head back in a dizzying act. We slipped sideways into their bedroom and I slowly approached the bed. I scooped her down perpendicular to the bed and took her all in. Her ample breasts heaved and gave a cleavage just as I had imagined. The light in the room was dim but I made out her beautiful face surrounded by her short brown hair and her eyes stayed mostly closed. I was sure the alcohol kept the room spinning just fast enough to keep her mind off of any possibility of what was truly happening. I bend down and eagerly dug my face in that firm chest and began kissing and suckling her cleaveage. I grabbed behind her neck and felt for the clasp. In a swift unlock, the dress was ready to be removed. ” Oh, this is such romantic. I am soooo wet” I never knew how dirty of a talker she could be. It was always the quiet ones. “Are you gonna be not dalking..takling..talking. OOooo, you are soooscardy…scary. YOu stRandge maksed man…fuickkk me”. She didn’t have to ask twice. I pulled the neckline down and took in the sight of her breasts become naked to my eyes. Her nipples were sober enough to stand straight at attention and I made haste to make my lips wrap around them and licked each one with the proper amount of attention. While I sucked one my free hand groped the other. I was hurredly wanting more so I pulled the rest of the dress down and saw the most thrilling thing in a long time. A woman who goes commando. There was no gift to unwrap or pleasure to tease. She was stark naked and her mound was trimmed just right with the landing strip pattern. As I pulled the dress off from her ankes she laid there fully naked for me with only her black high heels on which I was pleasured to leave on. She brought up her feet on the bed and opened and closed her knees all the while covering her pussy with her two hands which sqeezed together her tits. I wanted to cry.

“Well….wat aare you wading for”. I couldn’t answer her so I just dove right in and stuck out my tongue which slid right in her cunt. I ate away at that smooth pussy for what seemed like hours and tasted Robert’s wifes juices. I felt her legs tremble as she flung her head back and opened her mouth silently and her whole body tensed as she shuttered an orgasm and came right in my mouth. Rivers of her cum flowed and I licked them all up. Of course I swallowed and loved it. The climax subsided and her eyes went wide. “Please fuck me…pleaze…plese..now”. I could wait no more.

I undid my pants and pulled them around my ankles. That was all I was about to take off in fear that she may notice I have somewhat more of a hairy chest than Robert. I pulled the condom out of my shirt pocked and proceeded to open it. She grabbed my hands and said “Honey, wee havndt neeeededd thossse for yeeers. Besides, I ewant your reaaeal cok in me now.” Shit!! Shit Shit Shit, I didn’t think of this either. Crap, a thousand what ifs ran through my head. Pregnancy, and I don’t know what else. I quickly thought to myself of the years me and my wife have been having sex and I always pull out and cum on her. She has never gotten pregnant. Fine. I can do that. I wanted this even more now that I knew that I won’t be wearing a condom. I threw it aside and got in position above her. Her naked skin was touching my lower chest and her legs wrapped around me. Her ankles and feet met at my ass and pulled me toward her. I grabbed my cock and placed in at the enterance to her body. The warmth of her cunt and the wetness met the tip of my peker which seemed to make it grow another inch. I steadied myself with my hands and let my weight slide my dick slowly into her. I went all the way in without the slightest hesitation of friction. She was so hot and wet. Her body went into tension again as she twinged at the insertion. I pulled back to the tip and slid right back in. I could have done this forever. Long had I wanted just what I was doing. I had seen them together. I had fantasized about doing this very thing. And finally, here it is. I began to fuck Robert’s wife. She now had had another cock in her for the first time since marriage.

I bagan the pounding soo familiar with the scene. I wanted to grunt and make my animal noises but was silenced by my fear. She did not hesitate though and rose her hips to meet each of my thrusts. I wanted this to go on but felt the build up my own climax coming. In and out her pussy walls squeezed my dick and was milking it for cum. I looked at her tits and sucked some more. I decided this would be the place for me to shoot my load. All over Robert’s wives 36B breasts. I pounded away and felt the time grown near. Right then she began to shudder and barely got out an inaudible “I’m cumming…I’m cumming” and I risked in the heat of climax my own “me too”. I knew she was too far gone to realize anything for what she did next would have only been if she believed it was him. She started screaming “IIII’MMM CUUMMING!!!!” and I began to pull out to unload on her and then she locked her ankles and pulled me hard back into her pussy where I came back to reality if only too late and began my unloading. I came five or six heavy and forceful times directly into her wet cunt, my cock head I could feel was rubbing her cervix. I tried to pull out but her own climax made her like a lock-tight that could not be undone. That coupled with my own instinct, I decided it was too late and shoved my dick into her for all it was worth, back to that cervix and my last shot or two was hard enough that she yelled ” I can feel you cumming in me. Cum in me honey. OOOhh yess, cum inside me!!!!

It was over. I collapsed on top of her my face, covered in sweat underneath the mask, smacked down on her chest. Her tits had no cum on them. Her head wend limp and to the side as she passed out. I lifted my head and lightly moved her head. Nothing. She was out out. My cock was still going through its aftershocks and I’m sure still dribbled a few drops of cum inside her. I waited for it to get soft some so I lovingly licked on her tits some more while my dick got back to flaccid and pulled itself out. I pulled back to stand up and looked at the damage I had done. Her legs lay apart like a bomb went off down there. My sperm began to seep from her wedding hole. In a sick moment I bent down and stuck my finger inside her to scoop out some cum. I pulled it out and moved up to her head. I put my finger in her mouth and rubbed the cum on the back of her tongue so that I could tell my self the next time I saw her “My cum has been in her mouth and her pussy.” Man, I am twisted.

I gathered myself and did my belt. I never wanted this to get out so I grabbed Robert off the couch and dragged him back to the bedroom. I threw him on the bed, undid his pants and pulled them down around his ankles. Luckily he looks like me, I told myself. I hope she doesn’t get knocked up. Damn. With my mouth dry and cotton mouthed I headed for the back door and left them to their dreams.

Over the next couple of weeks Robert bragged about that night when we would talk on our sports nights. He said of how he ravaged her so hard that they both passed out and barely remembered a thing. He also told me in confidence of how he came inside her, which she hardly ever lets him do, and luckily moment of passion faded away as she got her period five days ago. I let out a whew! He turned to me and said “you can say that again”. I almost made myself a dad. Dodged that bullet huh?

I responded with “Yeah. YOU sure dodged that bullet!” To this day that secret stays safe with me. I won’t brag about it to anyone except you.

Sloppy Wife

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Last evening my wife came into the den and informed me that she had discovered my collection of Penthouse letters magazine. She was very upset and questioned why I needed outside stimulation. She wanted to know what exactly was the turn-on that the stories provided.

I was too surprised to lie. I immediately told her that I get a real kick out of the wife sharing stories. In fact, I find them extremely erotic.

She was shocked, she wanted to read some of them before passing judgement. I went out in the garage and found an issue about a man that had his wife fuck another man then come home and tell him about it while they fucked.

“Is this what you like?” she asked.

“uh, yes” was my reply

“What if I did it, would that turn you on?”

“I think so”, I was getting hard as we discussed it.

“I don’t think you would like it if I were really going to do it. Oh, my god, You’re getting hard aren’t you?”

I couldn’t hide it, my cock was stiff as a board.

“OK buddy, let’s discuss this in the bedroom.”

Let me give you a little backround. My wife of 15 years is drop dead gorgeous. She is 38 years old, long brown hair, an absolutely beautiful face and a body to kill for. She looks 10 years younger than she is and has no trouble attracting men. She also knows that she is desirable because other men are always commenting to her about her qualities.

We went up to our bedroom and Lynn turned to me and said, “So, you want me to fuck someone else and bring my cum filled pussy home for you, is that what you are saying?”

“Well, yes, I guess.”

“Do you know what you’re asking. That could really screw up our marriage. I’ve never cheated on you and I don’t plan to start now”

“It isn’t cheating if we both agree to it.”

“Are you telling me that you want me to go out and fuck someone and allow him to cum in my pussy, what if I get pregnant?”

“It’s a chance we’d have to take.”

“You’re ok with that? What if I like him and want to continue.”

“As long as you don’t cut me off, it would be exciting.”

“Let me get this straight. You want me to go fuck another man, come home to you with his cum still inside my cunt so you can fuck me and feel my used pussy while I tell you about our tryst.”

“Yeah, I find it very erotic.”

“Just remember, you asked for it.”

This morning after breakfast Lynn inquired “Have you changed your mind yet, or, am I free to fuck someone today?”

“Go for it,” was all I could say.

She left for work dressed to kill.

I got home from work around 5 PM as usual but Lynn wasn’t home yet which was rather odd because she gets off at 3:30 and usually beats me home.

About 5:30 she called from her cell phone and told me, “honey, don’t wait up for me, I’m going to fulfull your fantasy tonight, I’ll wake you and tell you about it when I get there. I will be very wet and full of cum, you better not be upset because it was you idea.”

I ate dinner and watched TV until 11 PM. I couldn’t get the thought of her fucking someone else ot of my mind. I kept thinking about jacking off but I wanted to be fully loaded for her when she came home so I resisted the urge. I finally went to bed.

At 1:25 Lynn got home. I remember hearing her car pull in the drive, shortly thereafter, I heard her come in the house. She worked her way to our bedroom and switched on the lamp next to her side of the bed. With that she reached over and patted me on the sholder.

“Come on, you can’t be asleep knowing what I have been doing. Look at your well used wife. I have cum in my pussy, I also have it on my hair, in my mouth and on my tits. Is this what you wanted?”

With that she spread her legs and placed my hand on her pussy.

“He came inside me”, she said, “And, he came alot all three times.”

She smeared his cum on my hand as she crawled across me and placed her pussy above my rock hardened cock.

“Would you like to feel my wet, fucked cunt?” she asked as she lowered herself down my cock.

She felt so warm and slippery that I could barely feel her.

“His cock is bigger than yours,” she said, “it really filled my pussy. I loved it when he came inside me, I could feel it pulsing and squirting, it was fantastic. I road him bareback so you could have me still wet. I just hope you like it because if I get pregnant you will have to claim the baby. You will be a cuckold and you will know it.”

I was pumping my cock in her as passionately as I had in years. I could feel his cum soaking my cock and balls as we fucked.

“So, do you like my used pussy,” she inquired. “I hope so because I plan to fuck him and other men in the future. It really was fun to feel a new cock. I think I’m going to like doing this quite often.”

I erupted with the best orgasm of my life as she said that. Afterward, we talked. We both agreed that this was definitely an erotic experience that we both enjoyed. Now Lynn is free to fuck anyone she desires as long as she shares it with me afterward.

If you’ve never tried this lifesyle, you don’t know what you’re missing. It is most definitely a turn-on to have your wife fuck other men before she has sex with you. There is nothing as fulfillimg as sticking your cock in a freshly fucked pussy.