Until the next time, she filled her thoughts with hopes that indeed there would be many more.

“It’s never enough” said April, opening her eyes and winking at him. She could never have enough.

When I mentioned it to my husband Gary and suggested he buy one for me, he said it would better to visit a couple of places in Birmingham and pick one that I liked. I knew without asking that what he was suggesting was a trawl of the cities sex shops where I would be probably the only real woman in shops full of furtively leering men most of whom you would certainly avoid if you passed them in the supermarket. It amused him and turned him on to think all these ‘unsuitable’ types were checking out his wife. Sometimes it amused me too, to humour his idiosyncratic fantasies.I thought it kept our sex lives interesting and stopped us getting bored with each other. Not that we were conventionally monogamous, both of us had enjoyed an extra marital flirtation here and there and we even had an enjoyable threesome once with one of Gary’s squash partners, another man, after a rather drunken dinner.

So we determined on the following Friday afternoon. It was half term, the kids were away on holiday and Gary could meet me in the city as he finished work early.He was clearly looking forward to this and the days before were full of relentless veiled hints as to what to wear etc. Friday morning began sunny and warm, a portent of summer. I decided to wear a navy polka dot dress that I bought last year and hardly wore. It swirled nicely around my knees,fitted snugly on my hips and had a draw string lace at the bust that you could adjust to bare your shoulders if the fancy took you. Underneath I slipped on a delicate cream pair of french knickers, a matching garter belt and champagne coloured stockings. The garter belts a pain but Gary likes stockings and in any case I find hold ups come down if I have to walk far. I decided on no bra. Despite two kids my 36B breasts stand up on their own and I like the way they move as I walk in my high strappy white sandals.My dark hair contrasted nicely I thought with my pale neck and shoulders. Completing my outfit with a white handbag, poppy red lipstick and a heavy application of my favourite opium perfume I was ready for the train.

Leaving the car at the station I click clacked to the ticket office then to the platform. The looks of a group of young men on the platform reassured me that at forty two my size ten figure was in good shape and I could still turn heads.I smiled to myself happy that my preparations were a success.

The train journey into town was uneventful. The sun through the carriage window was warm on my body through the thin fabric of my dress, as I absentmindedly watched the back gardens and yards of factories flicker by and I was able to eaves drop the conversation of the few others in the carriage. My young admirers from the platform were seated a row back from where I sat at the window. I could just see a couple of them watching me diagonally across the gangway. Their overheard comments made me smile and feel quite sexy, just the right mood for today.One of them ventured “I tell you she’s wearing stockings and not much else under that dress” and his mate replied “some lucky sods going to be shagging her later on and unfortunately it won’t be any of us”. As I left the train at the jewellery quarter I blew them a kiss as it rolled out again to Birmingham.

It was a short step to the pub where I was to rendezvous with Gary.The quarter was busy with lunchtime shoppers and workers making the most of the sunshine in their break. I felt exhilarated with the weather and the attention of the men on their way to their lunch time pints, wondering if they discerned in my demeanour the sense of delicious anticipation of the slightly seedy adventure I was about to embark on. Gary had managed to get a table in the crowded pub and had already bought me a large red wine. He rose to kiss me and I knew from his look that he approved of my outfit. As we parted his hand slid down my behind checking in a brief touch the flimsy knickers and the button of the suspender.’you look great’ he said and took a sip of his Bacardi and coke.
We made small talk for a while, then after a second large wine I asked, ‘OK, what are we doing,and what are the rules?’. He responded ‘Well I thought we’d visit a few sex shops and buy you a new vibrator and maybe a couple of videos.’ Quietly I said ‘but we both know that really you’d like to see me tease and turn on some of those creepy guys you think will be there, wouldn’t you?’ I slid my hand up his leg to his crotch. His hard cock betrayed him. Uncomfortably he agreed, but said he only wanted me to do it if I wanted to. ‘Right’ I said ‘These are the rules! I’ll go wherever you want but If I say its time to go home, we go home. If your not comfortable with anything you let me know by a clear shake of the head and we’ll quit whatever and come home, no recriminations! OK!’ With that I downed the last dregs of my wine and said ‘lead on’.

Gary took my hand and led me through the quarter until eventually a narrow street opened onto a run down but major thoroughfare. Across the road was an Adult Shop at least that’s what it was called. Dodging the traffic we entered the shop via a lobby bedecked with warnings of offensive material and a bead curtain. Inside it was I thought, not having been in such a place before, surprisingly normal. A bit like a regular magazine shop, just grubbier.Racks and racks of mags and videos lined the walls of a long narrow room. Disappointingly we seemed to be the only customers. From behind us a voice asked if we needed any help. Turning round we faced the counter behind which a rather corpulent man sat. He was squeezed into a T shirt through which his flesh protruded from a number of holes.’No thanks we’re just looking’ Gary answered a bit to quickly,’he’s nervous’ I thought.

We browsed the shelves examining videos and magazines. At the far end of the shop was a cabinet displaying an array of vibrators and other sex toys and another with various outfits. Approaching the counter I asked the store owner if he could let me see the vibrators. Easing his stomach round the counter he followed me back to the cabinet and opened the glass door.He stood there the top of his trousers concealed by his overhanging gut. It occurred to me, ‘he’s not seen his cock in a long time.’ Looking straight at my cleavage he leered, ‘which one takes your fancy?’ I pointed to a large veined black one complete with testicles. Gary had stood back affecting to check out a costume but I could tell he was watching intently. I noticed another equally fat man had now appeared behind the counter. The man handed me the vibrator it was about 9 or 10inches long and thick. ‘How do you switch it on ‘I queried’ holding the knob end and offering the balls end to him. ‘Batteries are extra’ he quipped. ‘Well I’m not buying it if I don’t know it works.’ I smiled. He shuffled off to get some batteries. Gary came over to me and kissed me putting his tongue in my my mouth, his cock was hard against my leg. The store owner returned and as he handed the black vibrator to me switched it on. It jerked in my hand powerful and throbbing as he still held it by the balls.’Bet you fancy this up you?’ he demanded with a smirk. I took it from him and as it whirred put its knob end against my left nipple, the vibrations reverberated through me and my nipple showed hard through the dress. As the man stood watching I pulled down the shoulder of my dress exposing the breast I’d begun teasing. I resumed the treatment on the engorged nipple.The fat man was transfixed and perspiring freely, his rank odour permeating the air.Transferring the vibrators attention to the other breast I pulled his head down to the exposed nipple. He began to suck on me gently like a baby.I felt his hand inching my dress up and exploring my behind. ‘Toss me off.’ he pleaded in a whining voice. ‘Drop your trousers then’ I whispered.

He straightened up and began to fumble with the belt that was somewhere under his gut. Dropping to my haunches I began to help him, tugging his scruffy jeans down round his ankles.He wore no underpants and his average size cock poked out from under his belly right in front of my face. Looking up at Gary I paused waiting for a signal. It was obvious he was turned on but he had a sort of glazed look as if he didn’t quite believe what he was seeing.Taking hold of the pulsing stiff prick in my hand I leaned forward almost touching it with my lips. Then still holding it, I said ‘you’re right the vibrator looks a better bet, but I think we’ll check out the prices somewhere else’.

Standing up suddenly I left the poor man standing with his trousers down in the middle of his shop, as grabbing Gary’s hand I made for the door pulling up the top of my dress as we went. His partner made no move as we ducked through the bead curtain and exited into the sunlit street.

I don’t know if we thought we might be pursued but we hurried over the litter strewn pavements away from the shop, both of us laughing a bit hysterically. We turned into a narrow side street. There were no shops just entrances to warehouses many of them with piles of rubbish waiting for the bin men. Gary pulled me into a doorway and began to kiss me and had his hand up my skirt and in my knickers.’That was unbelievable.’ he panted. ‘You wanted me to suck him off didn’t you’ I said ‘ Yes’ he murmured between kisses, ‘I wanted to See his cock in your mouth and then you fucking him and his fat mate, They’re so fucking gruesome and you’re so lovely it really makes me hot’. Squatting down I pulled his rigid prick from his trousers and began to suck him off. In seconds he was groaning he was about to come. As I jerked him to a climax he shot his stuff all over my face and neck.Taking his jis slicked cock back in my mouth I teased the end of his still hard dick with my tongue.

Suddenly there was the sound of a car horn. Across the road less than thirty feet away an Asian guy sat in a transit van and must have watched our performance. He put his head out of the window and shouted ‘Hey gorgeous, You can suck my cock any time, how much you want?’ His accent that curious mix of Brummie and Pakistani many Asians have round here.

‘He thinks your a prozie.’ Gary said stuffing his tackle into his trousers as fast as he could. Standing up I wiped his spunk from my face with a tissue. ‘Well I could be, couldn’t I’. I gave a questioning look at my husband. He made no response. Leaving him leaning weak kneed against the doorway, I crossed the road to the van.Fishing out my lipstick I used the wing mirror to reapply a layer to my smudged mouth.

The guy wound down the window again. I was shaking with nervousness but so turned on. ‘Its ten quid for a blow job’ He motioned for me to get in the van.’Not in the van’ I said. Getting out he led me behind the van. There was an alleyway between two buildings. I followed him about ten yards in. ‘Here do?’ he produced two fivers and offered them to me. As I took the money he pulled me to him and kissed me. This hadn’t been part of the deal but I found myself wrapping my tongue round his as his hands roamed over my body. Sliding down his his body,I thought this not so bad, he had a bit of a belly, but his buttocks felt taut. I pulled his track suit bottoms down past his knees. From the join of his hairy brown legs,his cock stood up long and thick and nearly as black as the vibrator we saw earlier, the end circumcised, bulbous and twitching, his balls a mass of jet black hair. Stretching my jaw wide I lowered my mouth over it. He sighed as I began to gently suck. His hot prick filled my mouth and I lathered it up and down with my tongue. I thought I’ll be be the best whore you’ve ever had. He gripped my face with his hands and pushed his dick in and out of my mouth. Then he paused and asked breathlessly ‘how much for a shag’.Pulling off his cock I responded ‘How much you got’ I still slowly wanked him and slid my hand under his balls to tease his arsehole with my finger.He shivered ‘Only about twenty quid’. ‘That’ll do’ I whispered swallowing his cock again.

He pulled me to my feet and foraging in his pockets produced a tatty fiver and a handful of change which he counted into my hand. It was bizarre but here I was in a filthy alley, a ‘respectable’ mum with a well paid job,about to fuck a stranger for a few quid. Dropping the money into my bag I pulled my dress up. ‘ Nice knickers ‘he commented easing the flimsy material to one side and pushing two large fingers into my cunt. They slipped in easy I was so wet and as he reamed them round inside of me I was instantly on the way to a climax.He smelt of oil and sweat the way my dad used to when he came home from the factory. Pulling my arms out of the dress I.gave his mouth access to my breasts. The nipples were as hard as bullets and it was a genuine sigh of pleasure that came from me when he began to tongue them. Drawing his fingers from my cunt he lifted me bodily.’Put your legs round me he instructed’ With one hand under my arse he held me up while he opened up my cunt and guided his cock in with the other. Leaning my naked back against the cold metal wall of a building he gently lowered me onto his cock until my groin met his. Then he began to thrust in and out with urgency, his swarthy face feasting on my breasts in turn.It felt dirty and brilliant and I found I was making little gasps with every stroke of his dick. Over his shoulder I could see that Gary had followed us into the alley and was observing with that detached glazed look he’d had in the book shop. I began to feel the beginning of the spasms which eventually lead to orgasm. The guy fucking me must have sensed this too as he began to pull my arse cheeks apart as he thrust into me, pushing his fingers into my cunt alongside his cock and probing my bum ring. As my orgasm overwhelmed me he once again began to kiss me and as I convulsed, my juices running round his cock, I was sucking his tongue into me and could feel my sphincter fluttering around his fingers.I was done, but he was not. Putting me down, he left me shaking against the wall. Pulling over some cardboard boxes which lay near, he flattened them, then made me remove my knickers which were soaked anyway and kneel with my bum in the air.It must have been an interesting spectacle as I waited on my hands and knees, my dress round my waist in just my stockings suspenders and high heels. He then began to fuck me once again from behind alternatively leaning over to fondle my tits or holding my buttocks and pushing his thumb into my arse.Every stroke made me squeal with the impact and delight, I wouldn’t come again yet but it was bliss.It was not long before he grunted ‘I’m coming’ and shuddered the last few strokes into me. I contracted my cunt tightly round his dick as it spat its spunk into me. He lay over me for a moment breathing heavily.’That was fucking good’ he mumbled and I felt his cock slipping out of me. He wiped the end of his dick on my bum and stood up.

I too gingerly stood up.Gary had gone. Amazingly my stockings were intact, and I slipped back into the dress, watching the guy pull up his track suit bottoms. Picking up my knickers I put them in handbag. I could feel his stuff leaking from me and running down my inner thighs as I turned to walk away. ‘That guy who was watching, the one you gobbled in the street, is he your pimp or something?’ my first ever punter asked.’sort of’ I answered, not to sure where this was leading. ‘Well if you want to do some business and you don’t mind fucking Asians or blacks, I can get you plenty. You’re a nice piece of ass, but I am not paying any pimp’ He passed me a card with his name and phone number. ‘Thanks,maybe I’ll be in touch’ was all I could say as he disappeared into the street.

Before I got to the end of the alley, Gary appeared. ‘Nice show, I think you enjoyed it as much as he did you dirty sod’ he laughed,’but there’s something here you better deal with and it won’t take much of your time’. Looking down I saw his cock was already out and erect. Turning round, I led him back to where he had just watched me fuck the Asian bloke. Leaning with my one arm against the wall I pulled my dress up revealing my bum.’No knickers, now that’s my girl’. he said as he traced his fingers between my legs, slipping inside my cunt lips. ‘He certainly shot plenty up you,’ he gasped, as he pushed his dick up to the hilt in my well lubricated fanny. His hand came to my mouth and I realised it was dripping a mixture of the previous guys jism and my own juices.I took all of his fingers in my mouth and licked them clean. This was to much for Gary who humped me for about ten strokes and withdrew to shoot his spunk on my buttocks. We both slumped back against the wall. ‘I think I could do with a drink’ Gary said quietly ‘Good idea, lets go’.

When I checked my watch I was amazed that it was only an hour and a half since we left the pub. We took a taxi over to the Digbeth side of town and went into a little pub just getting busy with Friday early finishers. While Gary went to the bar I found the ladies for a bit of repair work. My dress being the sort of material that recovers well, looked ok., as did my stockings, but I needed a bit of a clean up in the active areas shall we say. A few wet wipes later, a comb through the hair, and the re application of the poppy lipstick and I was more than ready for another couple of red wines and whatever may come my way. As I found my way back to my husband I wondered what his thoughts were now. I knew he was turned on by events so far but would he want to continue. I felt I was up for anything just now and would be really disappointed if we went home. It wasn’t easy in the crowded pub to discuss the afternoon in detail, but suffice to say it seemed my husband had enjoyed the sight of me prostituting myself in the alley. In truth while the Asian man had by any standards given me a good time I think it was the sordid situation which had really got me going and which now I wanted to explore further.I suggested perhaps we should return to the bookshop where we had started the afternoon. The idea of giving myself to the two flabby unkempt storekeepers now seemed repulsively appealing as I imagined them exacting their revenge for my earlier teasing.

Gary liked the idea but thought things might not work out as we imagine and it would be better to leave things to chance, after all so far he said ‘I’ve no complaints’. He did suggest that it would be more interesting if it appeared that I was alone to anyone we may encounter, their reactions would he said not be constrained by concern about a husband.. I was happy with that as long as he stayed in close proximity. We agreed to visit another sex shop which he said was just round the corner from the pub. He left first so that he could be there when I entered the shop alone.

The shop was less than two hundred yards from the pub. It looked even more tatty than the earlier one we visited, with boarded up windows and a shabby name board proclaiming ‘Adult book exchange’.Once through the obligatory bead curtain however the scene was much the same shelves and racks of mags and videos everywhere.Unlike the other shop this did not stretch back in one long room but comprised of several small adjoining rooms seemingly devoted to differing sexual appetites. A section devoted to gays, the same for lesbians bondage freaks and so on. As I entered the main lobby of the shop a buzzer sounded to warn the counter staff a customer had come in. There were quite a few men this time and they all briefly looked up from their perusals to check the latest entrant. If they were surprised to see a woman it didn’t show and the man at the counter just nodded to acknowledge he had seen me as he would to any other customer. I couldn’t see Gary, he was probably in one of the smaller rooms away from my line of sight. Moving around the store picking up videos and mags I became aware that a lot of the men were uncomfortable if I stood near them, and didn’t want me to see what they were thinking of buying. If I stayed by them they would move away. Strange, in a place full of images of good looking women with their every orifice stuffed with cocks or other objects that men should be still embarrassed by the presence of a real women.Catching a glimpse of Gary in the far room I approached the counter and asked to see the vibrators. Unlike the previous experience this transaction was almost clinical, not what I wanted at all. The assistant showed me a number including the one we had tried before. I decided to buy it.It cost me more than I’d charged the Asian guy for a shag.

Since entering the shop not one man had spoken to me or even looked me in the eye, but as I carried my purchase from the counter a short stocky black man touched my arm and said.’If its black dick you want?’ pointing at my parcel ‘ I’ve got the real deal and the biggest in Brum.’ He laughed and turned back to the video he was looking at. I smiled a coy smile back ‘I’ll keep it in mind you never know your luck’. Returning to a room at the far end of the shop I discovered rails of costumes. PVC, nurses outfits and the like. A couple of men were examining them and I too began to flick through the display.Selecting a white PVC dress I looked around for a changing room. There was a door with yet another beaded curtain marked ’staff only’ but other wise nothing. Enquiring at the counter I was told they didn’t have a changing room as mostly the items were purchased by men for their partners, but that if I wished I could use the room behind the curtain.Checking it out it was no more than a broom cupboard with full of junk. Luckily there was an old stool which I could put my dress on.The little room was now occupied by three or four men supposedly surveying the clothing but who I suspect had heard my request to try on the clothes. A tall, paunchy chap in a faded suit stood near the curtained doorway. His florid face and pudding basin haircut would have made him a good Friar Tuck.’Excuse me’ I asked ‘ I want to try this dress on. Would you mind making sure no one comes through here for a minute’ ‘No problem’ he answered smiling. Slipping through the curtain I moved a few items to give me enough space then began to take my dress off. I could see clearly into the room and was sure the curtain offered little obstruction the other way. The pvc number was to big.I took it off and tapped the shoulder of my ’security’ man through the curtain. Like a gent, he had had his back to me. Handing him the dress I asked if he could find me the next size down.Clearly taking in my complete nakedness apart from stockings and suspenders, he was all enthusiasm and in seconds passed back the required size. This time he remained facing the doorway watching me struggle into the dress. I emerged from the cupboard, the dress clung tightly barely reaching my stocking tops. I was unable to pull up the zip so demanded another favour from the man, who happily obliged. ‘What do you think? Do you think it will get my husband going? He said it turned him on so he thought it would.

Then he suggested he find me something to try on as an alternative. While I was waiting I took off the PVC outfit and stood in the cupboard. There was a steady passage of men across the entrance all pausing to take a peek.One cheeky sod even pretended to walk in, opening the bead strands to have a proper look, then saying sorry.My man returned handing me an outfit which seemed more straps and buckles than material.’Try this’ he gasped ‘I’ve only ever seen it on women in bondage mags but never in the flesh’ He seemed really excited and to be fair I was getting a bit that way, so I agreed.It quickly became clear that it was impossible to put on without help. ‘You’ll have to fasten these straps for me’ I whispered though the curtain.The outfit was black PVC and leather. At the front two hole were cut out through which my breasts protruded then it continued shaped up under the neck and finished with a mask over the face with an only hole giving access to the mouth.The lower half was a sort of hot pants affair with strategic holes for cunt or arse. All this was held together with straps and buckles down the back and the final touch was a dog lead from the collar round the neck. He stood behind me in the doorway feverishly fastening buckles and muttering about how sexy I was and how he’d like to fill my mouth with spunk and fuck my arse.I felt a tug on the lead and followed my man into the shop. I sensed there were now quite a few men in that small room, as was Gary I learned later.My self appointed master began to pull me around the room between the lines of muttering incredulous men.He enjoined them to touch me to feel how beautiful I was, and they did.Twice he stopped and made me bend over so they could see how my cunt pushed trough the PVC holes. Their hands were everywhere, in my mouth, fondling my breasts, and probing my cunt and bottom.Then he said ‘ok gents shows over’ and he led me back to the cubicle.’Did you enjoy that’ he asked. I said I had even though I was a little scared being blindfolded ‘ Will you suck my cock’ Kneeling down I found his engorged member already in front of my face.It was short and fat and I had to open my mouth wide. His trousers had a faint whiff of stale piss or maybe spunk.Maybe it was wearing the mask but every thing sounded and smelt more acutely. He held my head firmly and rapidly slid his cock in and out of my face and erupted in my mouth without warning. I swallowed the vaguely acrid spunk. Just at this moment the storeowner pulled back the curtain.’This is not a fucking knocking shop, so you two can pay for the outfit and fuck off’.he bellowed, and returned to the counter.

My partner in the show, for apparently it was the cluster of men round the doorway watching which had drawn the storemans attention, began to unfasten the buckles. Pausing at my crotch he slid two fingers into my vagina I gave an involuntary shudder. ‘You’re not ready yet to quit playing games are you?’ he whispered.’Would you like me to organise you a little more fun’ As I replaced my dress I asked him what he had in mind.Secretly, I didn’t want to be whisked away someplace Gary couldn’t follow and keep an eye on me, both for his benifit and my security. As we went to the counter he told me of an adult cinema close by where perhaps we might have fun. Gary stood looking at a book near the counter and mouthed ‘Are you ok?’ I knodded and signalled he should follow us.

We walked my new acomplice and I through the almost deserted industrial backstreets.He was not the most prepossessing of companions but clearly confident. As I said before he was a bit over weight enough to make his shirt work out and he walked with a curious rolling waddle both feet splayed. Even so I had to trip alongside of him sprightly to keep up. It was still sunny but in the shadows of the buildings it began to feel a little cool. Arriving in a street bordered by an elevated railway line, David, thats what he said he was called,announced ‘Here we are’. In the archway of the railbridge was the entrance to the cinema.

He paid the admission as he had in fact paid for the costume though I had not said I would ever wear it again for him or anyone else.Guiding me into the cinema he selected seats on the end of a row about halfway down. It was very dark and difficult to see if there were any other people there. On the screen a very attractive blond was sucking enthusiastically on a big black cock while an equally endowed white man was shoving his cock up her arse. David lost no time in getting going.

He began to kiss me declaring he could taste his spunk on my mouth. Pulling up my dress he eased it up and over my shouders, draping it over the seat in front of him. I was sitting naked in the cinema.Looking round as my eyes became accustomed to the light, I could see there were a few people in and all men as far as I could make out.My companion began kiss my breasts and to stroke my cunt making me put my feet up and wide on the back of the seats in front.Someone made their way from the other end of the row and sat down next to me.It looked like the black guy I had spoken to earlier in the shop but I wasn’t sure.Sliding out of his seat he dropped under my legs and pushing Davids hand away began to lick me out.Whether it was because I was as horny as a stoat because of the intense activity I don’t know but I began to come almost imediately in buckets, spraying the shirt of the guy who’s tongue was doing such a good job.Meanwhile David had stood up dropped his trousers and was again feeding his dick into my mouth. From behind me another set of hands were carressing my breasts and tweaking my nipples.The cock in my mouth began to spurt and David pulled it out to splatter my face. My hands were on the bald head of the guy between my legs as he continued to tease the walls of my fanny. Lifting his head hetold me to kneel up on the seat. It was the black guy from the shop.I did as he said and reached round to encounter a very big dick. Guiding to my hole I released him and despite its obvious length and girth it slid in up to his balls easily.As he began to pound my cunt I held onto the seat. The young man behind who had been massaging my breasts offered his cock to my mouth.I sucked on it like a school kid with a lolly. He shot his load into my mouth in what seemed like seconds,whereupon the guy sitting two seats up shuffled over and filled my empty mouth with his dick. The sensation in my cunt began to build again and as guy pulled out of my mouth to jet his stuff all over my face I began to orgasm again. My black lover too reached his climax and held me tight as his cock pulsated its white cream inside me.

For a few moments no one moved and I realised David was missing.Then suddenly he reappeared. The black guy pulled his long now softening dick from me and David resumed massaging my cunt and bottom. I realised he was spreading some cream on and in me as he began to push his fingers into my arse as well as my cunt.Another black guy was now sitting in front of my face pulling on a very respectable cock. Reaching out I pulled his dick to my lips and once again began to suck off a strangers penis. Without warning Davids penis entered my cunt. It slid up and down a couple of times wallowing in the sperm of the previous donor. Then he pulled out and placed at my anus. As he pushed I pushed back opening my ring as though about to shit. Abruptley it slid in and he started to fuck my arse properley.The black guy I was sucking had been joined by a friend so I was now sucking them in turn.David began to shout that he was going to come up my bum .I shouted not to stop as I was about to climax as well.The two guys facing me began to jerk their cocks in rythm with my movements and ejaculated almost similtaneously over my face neck and breasts.He shot his load up my arse and pulled out.I turned shouting ’someone finish me off, somebody fuck my arse’. Some white guy already had his cock out and was quickly in me. He held me gently while he pounded in and out for the few seconds it took. He lowered me down as I collapsed into the seat.As I lay there stupified, a guy came up parted my legs got his dick into me and fucked away to a climax,While he did so two others jerked off and added their jism to that I was already spattered with. I hadn’t the energy to encourage him or complain.

I was vaguely aware of someone putting my dress back on and kissing me in a familiar gentle way.It was of course Gary. He too was sated and according to him had had the pleasure of me during this episode. We exchanged a couple of phone numbers said goodbye to David and the huge black guy and left to find a taxi home. We have plenty of memories now to fuel our sex life for some time to come, but I wonder if having tasted and enjoyed the seedy side of sex we will be able to keep away from it.

- The End -

We chatted about our fantasies and I had mentioned that one of mine was to watch her getting fucked by another man and then to have sex with her afterwards whilst she was still full of someone else’s cum. She was reluctant at first and said that she was up for trying out bi sex but agreed that an advert we would put on a swingers site would include exceptional makes as an option.

We had the usual array of messages ranging from one liners to novels and all sorts of fetishes and perversions and I would get very excited thinking of the meeting that might ensue but Becky always said she wasn’t sure or a guy wasn’t what she was into. However, one email caught my attention one day and when I started reading it I nearly fell off my chair.

It was from a guy who lived locally who said that he recognised Becky’s picture and mentioned that he’d been out with her a few times whilst she had been single some months earlier, he obviously assumed we had just got together. It turned out having read the mail that she’d been having regular cyber sex with this guy for ages and that after swapping pictures it turned into phone sex and eventually a meeting of some sort but it wasn’t clear if anything had occurred, but this was clearly whilst we had been dating.

I emailed the guy back saying it was Becky emailing him and it all came out. He said he’d missed Becky and that they’d had such good fun he hoped that she’d like to meet again, with or without me. I asked him what he could recall of “our meeting” and he recounted a drink in the pub, kissing in the car, followed by sex in his flat on the lounge floor and then 3 or 4 more encounters including blow jobs in the car and one fuck up the ass.

I was so angry but at the same time I was so aroused.
I confronted Becky and after initially denying it she admitted everything and said that whilst we’d been dating she missed the sex she’d had previously and had met him only for sex and had enjoyed the fun and the thrill. Becky readily agreed to let me watch her in future but said that she really wanted to see him again and said that it would be worth it if I would let her. After thinking it through I agreed and she then met him one evening and came home with her clothes all over and a bit flustered grinning from ear to ear. We quickly got to bed and she started stroking me hard explaining that he’d been bigger than she remembered and enjoyed being stretched a little and being used. I was so hard thinking of it happening when she straddled me and rubbed my cock against her pussy and it felt unusual. I asked what was going on and she said that Dave had shaved her before fucking her and he liked it that way. She slipped my cock into her wet pussy and it was obvious she’d ridden his cock bareback as she was still full of cum. I exploded in to her and having panted out my own orgasm she slid up me to drip his cum and mine onto my face whilst she played with her clit to orgasm. I could hardly believe it.

I was looking forward to getting my first time watching her when she sent me a text at work one day to say she’d be late home and not to worry. When I texted her back to ask why shy replied that Dave was picking her up to take her clubbing and if I stayed up late I could watch her. I had no idea what was happening and when she would get home but I wanked all night with anticipation.

When she came in after 2am she was drunk and Dave was all over her. I asked if they were going to fuck and Dave said her was eager and jealous. I didn’t quite understand so I asked what he was jealous of and he said watching other guys fuck her and not getting his turn. Becky then said they’d been at a swingers club and she’d had her first group fuck for ages and loved it. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing and said “What the hell do you mean, in ages ?”. Becky replied that she’d done it a few times for her ex but didn’t like to mention it. Whilst I was reeling from this Becky sat across Dave’s lap and kissed him passionately, way too much for my comfort but within seconds Dave was cupping her breasts and slipping them out of her dress while Becky stroked his cock hard. In moments she had it in her hands and Dave was licking her tits which evidently had cum on them and she was sliding her skirt up and panties aside and within no more than a few seconds he was slipped into her pussy and fucking my wife in front of me. I was trying to get my cock out and within a couple of minutes Becky was on all fours and Dave was slamming her pussy, all bareback right in front of me. He pushed her forward and then entered her pussy with her on her back and shot his cum into her within just a few strokes. Becky was moaning and cumming and pulled me towards her and just said “fuck me hun”. I needed no second invitation and pumped my load into her already sticky cunt in record time whilst she sucked Dave hard again. I noticed his cock was huge and she seemed eager to get him back into her and as soon as I stood up he was back in fucking my wife.

He rode her hard for almost 20 minutes and made her cum countless times before unloading in her again and telling her “come on slut, show hubby how you fuck”. I came again and couldn’t take much more. After more kissing she bade him goodbye and said “I told you it would be worth it hun” and went for a shower. Whilst showering her phone bleeped with a text that was from Dave that just said “Great fuck babe when will you tell him ?”. That’s another story ..I hope you enjoy.

Unconsciously, I looked in the mirror in the hall to sort my appearance before opening the door. Not that it needed sorted. I was a beautiful woman with shoulder length dark hair and a good figure. As Sandra rang the bell, I smoothed down my cream colored skirt and straightened my white blouse. I always found myself anxiously checking my appearance before Sandra visited.

I opened the door to Sandra’s beautiful smiling face. Sandra was a blond in her early twenties and was, as usual, dressed provocatively. She wore a red mini-skirt, black patterned stockings, knee length high-heeled kinky boots and a white T-shirt, through which I could see her erect nipples. As I glanced at Sandra’s curvy figure, I was already beginning to feel nervous.

I invited her in and Sandra gave me the flowers. “These are just to say thank you for what you have done for us.” said Sandra. Sandra’s mother had been ill recently and I had helped them both out, giving them lifts in my car and doing errands. “Oh, thank you. They’re beautiful.” I replied, sincerely. “I was always glad to help.”

I invited Sandra into the lounge. I sat on the large couch while Sandra sat on the chair facing me. As usual Sandra sat with her well shaped legs slightly apart. In this position Sandra panties were clearly visible and I had difficulty stopping myself from staring at them. I hated to admit it, but this really turned me on. I could already feel myself go moist and my nipples go hard. It looked like I would have to resort to the vibrator to relieve myself again when Sandra left.

“But I would also like to thank you personally for your assistance.” said Sandra huskily. This caused some unwelcome fantasies to rush through my imagination. I tried to dismiss them and just smiled.

Sandra stood up and walked slowly over to me, swaying her hips. She stood in front of me, as I sat on the couch. “I know the perfect way to show my appreciation for all you have done.” Said Sandra and lifted up the front of her red skirt directly in front of my face. I stared wide eyed, raising my gaze from her sexy stockings, to her bare thighs, to her tight skimpy panties covering those protruding pussy lips. Sighing in delight. Sandra lightly caressed her pussy through the soft material with her fingers as I looked on whimpering uncontrollably. I bit my lip and frowned with lust as I tried to fight the desire that was rising within me. I didn’t know what to say or do.

But Sandra did. She gently took my hands and placed them on her panties, and rubbed my fingers against her pussy through the soft material. Sandra purred with delight. “I know you want this, Marie.” She said. Then, she lifted my hands up to her pert breasts and placed them over her erect nipples. “And I know you also want these.” I was feeling very weak now, but I had to be strong. I had to be firm. “I think you should go now, Sandra.” I stuttered, but found that my hands were voluntarily massaging Sandra’s breasts and nipples through her T-shirt as I said it, as if they had a life of their own.

“Don’t be silly.” Said Sandra, as she hitched up her skirt and sat on my crotch, straddling me. “I have not finished saying thank you yet.” I gasped as Sandra ripped open my white blouse and pulled down the cups of my lacy bra to eagerly suck my erect nipples.

I moaned uncontrollably as Sandra sucked and bit my nipples. Then Sandra moved back off my thighs to kneel in front of me and began kissing her way down my body. At the same time her hands moved up my skirt to my bare sensitive thighs. Then, reaching my hips, Sandra pushed my skirt up to my waist to reveal my sexy panties.

I gasped as Sandra massaged my moist pussy through the material. “Oh, I love your sexy panties, Marie. Did you wear them for me?” Sandra said, teasingly. “I think you were wanting this, you little hussy.”

I only knew how true that actually was, but I had to resist my desires. “Oh, Sandra, this is wrong. We should stop this.” I said, clearly not wanting it to stop. But instead of stopping, Sandra pulled the material of my panties to one side and began licking and sucking my clit.

I gasped, lying back on the couch and opened my legs wider. “Oh Sandra.” I moaned, as I watched Sandra’s beautiful face lick and suck on my sopping wet pussy. “We must stop. My husband could come home at any time.”

But Sandra continued sucking my clit. Instead of stopping, she inserted three fingers into my pussy and finger fucked me gently. I moaned in ecstasy, my legs now as wide apart as they could go. I never realized I was so flexible. “Oh Sandra, that is so good.” I cried out and pushed Sandra’s face hard into my pussy. “Please don’t stop. Oh, please never stop.”

Almost suffocating, Sandra gasped for air as she sucked and finger-fucked my drenched pussy. My moans became louder and louder as the waves of pleasure intensified. I just couldn’t get enough of Sandra’s flicking tongue and thrusting fingers.

Then arching my back, I cried out uncontrollably again and again as I orgasmed on Sandra’s pretty face, while my hands continued to push Sandra’s head down against my gaping whole.

Spent and satisfied, but feeling a bit guilty, I lay there exhausted. “I hope you liked your present.” said Sandra, as she looked up, her pretty face dripping and glistening with my pussy juices. “I nodded, smiling in satisfaction. “But, it’s not finished yet.” added Sandra, suggestively.

I looked at Sandra in excitement. Sandra got off her knees and stood on the couch. The high heels of Sandra’s boots dug deep into the material of the couch as she stood above me. I gazed in delight up Sandra’s skirt at those tight moist panties pressing against her vagina. Then Sandra kneeled forward against the back of the couch so that my face was directly in front of her hips. “I know you always wanted to get into my knickers.” giggled Sandra. “Now is your chance.”

My inhibitions now gone, I eagerly put my hands up Sandra’s skirt, massaging her patterned stockings and bare thighs. Then moving my hands gently upwards, I playing joyfully with Sandra’s panties for a moment, pulling at and caressing the material with my fingers as Sandra sighed with delight.

“Oh, please suck my pussy, Marie.” Sandra asked, almost pleading, and pulling the material of her panties to one side with one hand to expose her pussy. “Please suck it now.” I raised my head up and pulled Sandra’s hips down to my waiting tongue.

Sandra gasped and sighed with delight as my tongue flicked over her clit and eagerly sucked out the juices from her pussy that were pouring into my nose and mouth. I moved my hands the length of Sandra’s quivering body as I sucked out her pussy, caressing her hips, her buttocks, her stockings, her bare thighs and her kinky boots.

With the intensity of the pleasure, Sandra was only just able to stay up-right as she moaned in ecstasy. “Oh, Marie, suck that clit harder.” She gasped, just as she was reaching climax. Sandra leaned back a little and looked down at me. I looked up in delight at her face contorted with pleasure as I continued working her clit with my tongue. Then, with a long lustful moan and an ecstatic smile on her pretty face, Sandra orgasmed, her knuckles turning white as they gripped the back of the couch. “Oh, God, yes.!” She cried out, biting down on her bottom lip in pure joy. Then, with the waves of pleasure finally passed, she collapsed exhausted in a heap on top of me.

Sandra didn’t want to stay long afterwards and said she had to see to her mother. I looked on satisfied as I watched Sandra’s gorgeous hips sway down the drive, the outline of her sexy panties clearly visible through the material of her skirt. The memory of that image and the afternoon’s events would stay clear in my mind for some time. Despite that fantastic orgasm I had experienced earlier, I realized that the vibrator would have to be brought into action again this afternoon. And once would clearly not be enough. It was going to be a long, hot, orgasmic day.

I am 5′9″ tall 140 Lbs. My legs are long and my butt is huge. It measures 45″ and is really accented by my waist which is only 26″. My boobs are an average 34B. My ass has always been my embarrassment. It is a bubble butt with a few dimples. You can put a hand under a cheek and jiggle it up and down and I have always thought it was horrible. My husband has always loved my ass and has always wanted to fuck me in the ass. I used to think it was dirty and I only let him up my butt on occasions. That was before he told me to let other guys fuck me. After Superbowl and letting 9 guys fuck my ass in a row I learned that my butt may not be that unattractive. My pussy is very tight and small lipped. There is no external protrusions of my pussy lips and my hole is very small.

This past Saturday night I told my husband that I wanted to go to the blues club in town and I wanted him to watch me pick up a guy and fuck him inside the club.

Saturday night came and I wanted to see if my ass could be used as a guy magnet. I also shaved my pussy without my husband knowing. I bought a new short white skirt that fit tightly to my waist and over the top of my hips but then flaired out away from my ass so when I walked the skirt would swish because of the movement of my ass. It was very short. I put on a red thong a tight pink knit top and high heels no nylons.

We went early to the club and I sat my husband at the table closest to the bar end that hooked into the wall. It was the closed end of the bar and there were two bar stools then a waitress pickup before the curve of the bar to the bar front. I told him to sit there and watch. I moved to the stools next to the wall and ordered a drink from the bartender. The stools were perfect height with a small wooden back and they swiveled.

Soon people began to crowd in. I was standing at the bar between the stools so whoever wanted could see my ass. A black guy and a white guy together came over and began to chat. They quickly began talking sexually and complimenting my ass and that they were ass men etc. I left to go to the restroom and there I took off my thong. Upon returning I was between them and I told them my plan. “It’s dark enough in here guys and we have this corner I want you to fuck me here discreetly enough that nobody notices.” I moved the black guy who was way over six feet tall into the corner. I was letting them feel my ass and waist as I reached down and rubbed the black guys crotch. He was hard. His buddy was also a big guy and he moved in between the chairs and that blocked the view of the bar but not my husband who could see perfectly. I unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. It was my first black guy and was one of the biggest cocks to date I had handled.

“Now you hold still I’ll do the moving.” I said. I turned my back to him and put his cock between my cheeks. I used one hand to spread open and the other hand held his cock on my butthole. To the rythm of the music I began to grind my ass against him and I felt his cock pop into my ass. He was talking to his buddy and sipping his drink all the while like nothing was happening. I shoved harder against him and more of his cock went into my ass. Finally I was pressed fully against him and all of his cock was in me. I swung my ass back and forth and pulled forward and pressed back against him. I’d grind my ass against his crotch pushing his cock deepest into my butt. I fucked him with my butthole for almost two songs and then he finally shot cum up my ass. Without much fanfare I moved to the stool after he put his cock back into his pants.

“Are you ready for some pussy?” I asked the white guy. “move over here between my legs.”

I scooted forward to the edge of the stool and had my pussy right at his cock level and I easily pulled his cock out and held it to my hole and he shoved it in with one smooth motion. We now acted as though we were chair dancing to the music. When a song ended he’d stand there talking sipping his drink. His black buddy was now the sight interference where the white guy had been. Another song started and we’d start fucking again. My skirt covered a multitude of the action. When this guy came it was a torrent of cum. He pulled out and I turned to my husband and told him “Let’s go I’m outta here.” I just left those two guys without so much as a goodbye.

Once outside my husband pushed me against the car and shoved his cock up my ass. I began to tell him what happened. “I fucked that black guy with my ass. I had his cock up my butt so far I felt like I had an arm up my ass. Can you feel his cum in my butt?” You could hear the cum squishing around as my husband rammed harder and harder into my ass. “Is my ass still tight enough to make you cum? I’m gripping your cock now like I was gripping his cock.” Soon my husband shot his load into my butt. I put my thong on and we went home and he fucked my pussy too.

Last week, she called me at work to tell me that she was going out to do some shopping, and that she probably would still be out when I got home. I usually get home by 7 or 8 pm, so I didn’t think anything of it.

When I got home, there was a video tape on the coffee table, and a note from Lisa that just said “PLAY ME”. I put the tape in the VCR, and then appeared our bathroom, with the camera facing the mirror, on a slight angle. The bathroom was well lit, with all of my wife’s make up spread out on the shelf beneath the mirror like utensils waiting ready for a surgeon.

I then heard Lisa’s voice, even though she was not yet in the picture, saying “I’ll bet your wondering what this is all about.” She then stepped into view, but only her reflection in the big bathroom mirror. She was naked, but her long shiny black hair was done, and she had her usual make up on. She always surrounded her eyes with dark eye liner, drawn to a point on the outsides to give her a sexy “cat” effect, and coated her full sexy lips with deep dark color.

Her 36c breasts were perfect and round, and were in no need of a bra. They didn’t droop at all. Her shapely hips that led to her heart shaped ass, long sexy legs, and her pussy was shaved clean. What a sight!

She then said, looking into the camera through the mirror, “Yes baby, I went shopping today, but only for a new leather outfit to wear tonight. I hope you didn’t mind” she said with a sexy, condescending smirk. “I thought you could watch me as I prepare for a really hot night.”

My heart was breaking, but my rod was getting as hard as ever. Lisa then said. “First, I need to touch up my make up. I really want to stand out tonight.” She applied a much heavier, darker eye liner, and drew the lines out side to a dramatic “cat” like I never saw her do before.

She then applied dark eye shadow to give her sexy eyes a real smokey deep look. I was in awe. then she applied deep blush to her cheekbones to accentuate her already beautiful facial lines. The final piece was another coat of the deepest red lipstick I ever saw. It was a DEEP dark blood red. She then covered her blood red lips with super shiny clear gloss. Her lips looked like they were dripping with a honey glaze. I was in a frenzy.

She then pouted her lips in the mirror, oh so sexily, then looked in the camera through the mirror and said, ” I guess I should start getting dressed in my new black leather.”

The scene switched to our bedroom, which was also well lit. Across the bed was every piece of her new outfit laid our perfectly. Lisa said with an evil bitchy smile, “I hope you don’t mind how much I spent today. I had to go down town to this special boutique that specializes in fetish leather. I really did spend an awful lot of your money on this outfit, that someone else will be enjoying. How much will they enjoy? I’ll just have to wait to see.”
My heart was about to pound through my chest.

She then went on to describe each item as she put them on.

“I’m gonna start with these leather g string panties. I love the rhinestones in the back. These alone were 110 dollars.” She slid them on and they fit PERFECT. So tight and snug. The three spaghetti leather stings came together in the back onto a cluster of shiny silver rhinestones.

“I love the way my shaved pussy feels against the snug leather. I could have an orgasm just walking around in these. This will really help me warm up for tonight.” I was on shock.

She then held up a black leather halter dress. “I bought this number because of how thin and soft the leather is. It fits me so tight, that you might think it was painted on.” She wasn’t kidding. It followed every curve leaving nothing to the imagination. The front has two straps that came across the front inside of her shoulders, across her collar bones, and around the back of her neck. It covered her breasts so tightly, that the thin soft leather clearly showed her nipples and even the outline of her teats. The leather was so shiny, it could have been mistaken for latex. The dress hugged her perfect ass so tight, it clearly showed the outline of her panties’ strings, and rhinestone cluster. It JUST covered the bottom of her ass. “Wasn’t this worth 375 dollars?” she said right before licking her glossy lips. “I can’t wait to dance and grind in this.”

She then held up a new pair of black kidskin, thigh high boots, with 5″ silver stiletto heels. As she slid them on, she said “These will certainly create some anxiety. perhaps someones anxiety will squirt and cover them. I’m sure I’ll be thanked afterwards, just like I’m thanking you for the 250 dollar price tag.” I was crawling in my pants.

“Now the part that will be the main attraction.”

She held up a pair of the softest,long black opera gloves made of shiny, thin black leather. She would moan lightly as she slid them on. They fit like a second skin. It took her almost 10 minutes each to slide on and smooth out the leather on each arm perfectly. They were the tightest leather gloves I ever saw. Through the TV screen I could see every line of her hands, fingers, and finger nails as if she dipped her arms into black paint up to almost her armpits. She then put on her 2″ wide silver bracelets that really made her gloved arms stand out. “These 225 dollar beauties will probably be very sticky at some point tonight. Perhaps you can have whatever’s left if I have the energy. I plan on being “very busy” tonight.”

She then stood in front of the camera and followed her gloved hands all over her leather body. After licking her glossy lips, Lisa said. “I know if I dress like this, I have total control of you. I’m planning on getting this outfit very sticky. If you’re a good boy, I’ll let you see just how much your leather wife was appreciated by many hungry men. You may even taste their cum when I kiss you. You certainly will see the white stains on my tight shiny black leather body. Remember, this is what YOU wanted.”

The camera was then shut off.

My rod was hard and dripping and my head was spinning.

What should I do?

- The End -

Tuesday, April 30, 1996

Hi Everybody,

The following is a true story. It is not as wild as most of the stories I’ve read here, but then, most of those aren’t true. My name is Bobbi Sue, and just recently, I decided to spice up my sex life. But first, let me tell you about myself. I am pretty short, only 5′1″ tall, and I weigh about 105 pounds. My blond hair is shoulder length and my eyes are blue. I’ve been told that I’m cute, and without trying to sound conceited, I think it’s true. I exercise every day, either running, roller-blading, swimming, or cross-country skiing (in the winter, of course), and as a result, my body is in really good shape. My measurements are 34A-22-34, and while my boobs are kind-of small, I have very prominent nipples. I’ve also been told that my best feature is my nicely-shaped butt. I am happily married, but my husband doesn’t know about my latest exploits.

It all started when I discovered this newsgroup. Actually, my husband showed it to me as an example of how perverted some areas of the internet were. He is pretty prudish for a young guy (he’s 26 and I’m 30), and I guess he thinks I am too. I guess I never gave him any indication that I might like some things that might sound a little kinky. And I’m not likely to now, knowing how he feels about such things. I’m not complaining; we have great sex together, so it’s not like I NEED anything more.

Anyway, I started reading some of the stories in this newsgroup every once in a while. The ones that really get me wound up are the ones where husbands like to watch their wives with multiple partners. I personally can’t think of anything sexier than having several guys ravish me. I mean, seriously, what woman wouldn’t like that. The stories I read got me really hot! And usually, I’d wait for Tom (my husband) to get home, and seduce him. But sometimes I couldn’t wait. On those occasions, I would go up to the bedroom and masturbate. At first I felt kind-of guilty. I mean, I quit masturbating when I got married four years ago! But after a few times, I just felt good, not guilty.

The first time I did it, I used my fingers on my clit, and that was great! After the first few times, though, I started craving some penetration, so I started using my fingers inside my pussy. I would usually start out using just one finger, but would eventually end up with four fingers buried to the last knuckle in my slit. Well, that was good, but I found myself craving something bigger and deeper. That’s when I started using brush handles, candles, bottles, and eventually vegetables. Now when I go grocery shopping, I select the carrots and cucumbers based on how I think they would fill my pussy! But that’s not what this story is about! Like I said, I really enjoyed the stories of women who had multiple partners. I also liked the ones about women who liked to show off their bodies. I started fantasizing about showing off my body, and I would think about that too when I masturbated. Then, about two weeks ago, I got a chance to actually do it!

Like I said, I exercise a lot. Now that Spring is here, I’ve been going for noon runs. I work at a small manufacturing firm that is located about 10 miles outside of town, and there are lots of trails and two-track roads to run on. Now, most of these two-tracks and trails are pretty deserted. Actually, the chances of meeting another person on any of them is pretty remote, so on hot days, I had been fantasizing about running naked! I figured that it would be really thrilling, and the chance of anyone actually seeing me would be about 1 in 100. So, two weeks ago on a particularly warm day, I decided to do it!

I left work on my noon run wearing my usual running shorts and top. I had to run a little way on the road to get to my favorite trail. After I’d turned onto the trail and run a little ways, I stopped and adjusted my shorts. The running shorts that I wear are pretty short and they have splits on both sides to allow for leg movement. They also have a sewn in nylon brief that takes the place of underwear. The brief also serves to add a degree of modesty in windy weather, because the split shorts have a tendency to blow up like a skirt in windy conditions. To make the picture even clearer, let’s just say that if there was no sewn-in brief, my ass would be clearly visible a lot of the time on windy days! And today was a windy day! Anyway, when I say that I adjusted my shorts, I mean to say that I pulled the sewn-in brief up between my cheeks, so that both of my cheeks would be in plain sight in even the lightest breeze. I also pulled my shorts up as high as they would go. This had the effect of baring the bottom part of my ass even without a breeze. Then I started running again. It felt yummy! I could feel the breeze on my exposed ass, and the brief that I’d pulled up between my cheeks was working it’s way between my quite-wet pussy lips.

I ran for about a mile like this, getting hornier by the minute. Then without stopping, I pulled my running top over my head! Now I was topless, too! God, what a feeling of freedom! I decide to hide my top by the side of the trail, so that if I did see someone, I wouldn’t be able to cover up (I knew myself, and I figured that I would chicken out if I had the chance). I rationalized that I would not see anyone anyway, in order to talk myself into leaving my top behind.

So, I did it! I dropped my top by the side of the trail and ran on. My usual turn-around spot was only about a mile further down the trail, so I would only be vulnerable for those two miles (one out and one back). Knowing that I couldn’t put my top on if I saw someone made me pretty nervous, but I ran on enjoying the feeling of the wind on my bare skin, the bounce of my unrestrained boobs, and the pleasurable feeling caused by the material wedged between my pussy lips. Then it happened!

I was about 1/2 mile from my turn-around point when I rounded a curve in the trail and practically ran into a guy on a mountain bike! We barely missed each other; he veered to my right and I veered left, and we didn’t collide. My heart skipped a beat, and I kept running right past him. Meanwhile, he had slammed on his brakes to avoid me, and he was at a standstill. I was afraid to look back to see if he was watching me, but I figured he probably was, because I hadn’t heard him move after our near collision. I continued to run away from him, knowing that he had gotten a good close look at my bare breasts, and that he was now being treated to a clear view of my ass. God, was I horny!! Just thinking about him watching me brought me close to an orgasm. There weren’t any more curves between me and the turn-around point, and I wondered if he would still be there watching when I reached it and turned to run back. I didn’t know what I would do if that were the case, so I just ran on and concentrated on the feeling of the material rubbing between my pussy lips.

I reached the turn-around and I turned to run back along the trail I had just run out on. The mountain biker was gone! What a relief. I don’t think I could have faced running toward him for a half mile as he watched me draw ever nearer. I continued to run on, thinking of how exciting it had been knowing that this strange guy was watching my bare ass as I ran away from him. I almost stopped to bring myself to an orgasm with my fingers, but I decided to postpone it as long as I could stand it. That way, my orgasm would be that much more intense when I finally did give in.

I rounded the corner where I’d had my encounter with the mountain biker, and there in the trail about a half mile away, I saw a guy sitting on a bike. It occurred to me that that was just about where I had discarded my sport top!

I ran towards him. As I drew nearer, I could see that he was facing me and appeared to be watching me intently. I tried to imagine what must be going through his head, what he must think of me. Here I was, nearly naked, running towards him, with my boobs bouncing. He must obviously think that I am a loose woman, I mean, who else would do what I was doing. As I drew nearer, I saw that he was holding my sport top! I knew that I would have to stop and ask him for it! I would have to talk to him! God was I nervous! And excited!! The closer I drew, the more I could see, and visa versa, I suppose.

He was sitting on his mountain bike, and it looked like he had his bike shorts pulled down! When I was about 100 yards away, I could see that he was using my sport top to massage his penis!

I came to a dead stop. Did I really want to get any closer? This guy could try to rape me! As wet as my pussy was, it surely wouldn’t hurt, but I really hadn’t bargained on being unfaithful to my husband. Well, I had to get that running top in order to go back to work, so I walked toward him. I don’t know why, but I didn’t try to cover myself; I guess I was kind of mesmerized. When I was within ten feet of him, I could clearly see his cock. He had my sport bra wrapped around his hand and he was rubbing it on his cock. It was a nice looking cock, kind of big, circumcised, and very hard. I walked a little closer and asked if I could please have my top back. He said that he wasn’t done with it yet, but that he would give it back pretty soon. Then he asked me to turn around. I asked him why he wanted me to turn around, and he told me that he wanted to see my beautiful ass again.

I couldn’t turn down a request like that, so I turned around and bent over, exposing my ass to his penetrating stare. Then he said he was going to fuck me! Well, that was not in the plan and I told him that I wouldn’t allow it! Well, thank God he was a decent guy! He said that he wouldn’t fuck me if I didn’t want to be fucked, but maybe I would consent to suck him off! Well, I told him that that was also beyond the limits. Meanwhile he was still stroking his cock on my sport bra. It was really erotic, watching him doing that, standing in front of him practically naked. Exasperated, he asked me what was within the limits.

Feeling very daring, I peeled down my running shorts, letting them drop to the ground. I stepped out of them and approached this guy. I just wanted to touch his cock. So, straddling the front wheel of his bike, I reached forward and stroked his dick! He reached forward with his hand and pinched my clit with his fingers. He talked dirty to me, saying all kinds of nasty things as he rubbed my clit! Then he leaned forward a little more and slid two fingers into my sopping pussy. God did that feel good. He asked me if he could cum on my face and I said that I thought that might be okay. I was so hot!! I needed something in my pussy, something that could go deeper than his fingers, but I didn’t want to be unfaithful to Tom! Then I spied his bike frame pump!

It was about as big around as a smallish cock, but way longer than his fingers! Then, with an evil look in my eye, I asked him if I could use his pump! He knew what I had in mind as he reached down to get the pump and handed it to me.

I stood up and backed away a little, then I turned around and bent over at the waist. I wanted to make sure he could see what I was doing as I slowly slid his bike pump between my legs and into my pussy. He stood up and his bike fell over. He moved closer to me and began really pumping his cock through his fist. I matched him stroke for stroke as I rammed his bike pump in and out of my pussy! My knees kind of buckled as I started cumming, and I fell to my knees on the ground. I had the presence of mind to keep the pump planted firmly in my pussy as I had one mind-bending orgasm after another. Then he told me he was going to cum, and he aimed his cock at my mouth. The first couple of jets of cum hit my face, and then I gave in to my lust and leaned forward engulfing his cock! I felt deliciously sinful as he erupted another two or three jets of cum into my mouth.

When it was all over, I let his cock drop from between my lips. He cleaned up my face with my sport top and pulled me to my feet. I didn’t want to get into any big discussions of why I was out there dressed like that, so I told him that I had to go and I asked him not to follow me. He said he wouldn’t follow me if I didn’t want him to. I picked up my shorts and he gave me my top. Then I turned and ran off down the trail towards work completely naked. He yelled to me that he hoped he’d see me again and I replied that maybe he would.

After I’d run a little ways, I rounded a corner and stopped to get dressed. As I put my sport top on, I felt the stickiness of the cum that he’d wiped from my face with my top. I could taste the cum he’d shot into my mouth, and I knew that I’d really shown my stuff today.

Well, work was interesting that afternoon. I had to go to the bathroom twice to masturbate. I held off on drinking or eating anything for a while so that I could savor the taste of his cum. Then, when I got home, I fucked my husband’s brains out. He wondered why I was so horny, and I just told him that it was just one of those days.

So, that’s my story. I swear that it is true. I’ve seen the same guy twice since then, but I haven’t done any repeat performances. The last time I saw him he did tell me that he would be biking with a group of friends next Saturday, and invited me to show my stuff to all of them. He rode his bike alongside me that day and told me how hot I looked when I was fucking myself with his pump. Then he asked if I’d like to do it again as he and his friends jacked off on me. He promised that no one would touch me if I didn’t want them too. I told him that I would think about it, but that he had better have a fatter pump next time!

So, who knows, maybe with a little encouragement from all of you, I’ll do it. Then I’ll write another story to tell you all how it went. So, what do you think? Should I meet them?

When we would go out to clubs, guys would always ask her to dance. I always said OK, have fun. They would grab her ass and it would drive me crazy with jealousy. Although at the same time I would get a rise. Just to piss me off she would grind her pelvis into their leg or run her hands over their body. I think she knew what she was doing to me and liked it.

One night we had rid ourselves of the kids and prepared to go out for the evening. She wore a short, clingy, white dress that showed off her panties when she bent over. Underneath she wore a tiny pair of white panties and no bra. God, she looked hot standing in front of the mirror with just those panties, putting on what little make up she wore and doing her hair. She laid out my clothes for me. She had bought me a thong with lightning bolts on the front and black levis and black and red cowboy shirt. She liked cowboys and wanted to ride a bull. Little did I know that’s just what she wanted to do that night.

We went out to a cowboy club that had a mechanical bull. My wife made a beeline straight towards the bull and was soon in the saddle having the time of her life. She did not care that every guy in the place was watching her, so they could watch her body gyrate with the movements of that bull. Her dress would ride up, showing how high cut her panties were and she was expertly riding that bull for all it was worth. The guy that took the most notice of her was the guy running the machine. He knew how to get the most out of her, then throw her to the ground showing us all her most womanly attributes. He started off slow and kept building up pace until she couldn’t take any more. She responded by hugging him after every ride and he responded by giving her more free rides.

In my jealousy, I started flirting with 2 ladies (Renee and Tawnya) who were telling me that she was acting like a slut. I was better than her and I shouldn’t put up with that. I said “ladies help me show her what she is missing”

About 1:30 am, Becky came and asked me to get a room at the motel next door, since neither of us were in any shape to drive. I asked her if we could have a party with my 2 new friends and she said “only if I can bring my new friend”.

What could I say, my head was swimming with possibilities. Would I get to watch my beautiful wife take a new dick inside her and would I get to fornicate with my new mistresses. I immediately went next door and booked us a room. By 2:00 am I had us all a room and a case of beer and a couple bottles of wine.
I went up to the room with my new friends and Becky told me she would be up soon. I was in the room drinking and carrying on with the girls when Becky came into the room with Jack.

She said ” Jim, I know you have wanted to watch me fuck someone else for along time. I want you and your friends to watch and then I want both of you men together at the same time. I want to be a slut and I want to be used by you all. I wish you had another guy, cause I want alllll my holes filled at once.

And with that she reached over and unzipped Jack’s pants. She stripped him down to his boxers. She said put on some music and she started to dance around the room like she was on a stage. She danced in my lap, but I was not allowed to touch her. She then went and sat in jack’s lap with nothing on but her tiny panties. She then asked Renee to pull off his boxers Renee did this and started stroking his dick, making it hard. Tawnya went to my wife and peeled down Becky’s panties. Tawnya then began playing with my wife’s pussy, alternating between licking it and rubbing her clit. Becky told Renee to suck Jack’s dick and get it nice and hard for him to fuck her. Renee licked the underside of his shaft and the enveloped the head in her mouth. Becky began to come from Tawnya’s attentions to her clit and said “No, not yet. I want my husband to watch me come with another man’s cock deep inside me. I want Jim to place his cock at my opening and ask him to fuck his wife.” So with a shaky hand I grabbed Jack’s dick and rubbed it up and down Becky’s slit. I asked Jim “please fuck my beautiful wife.” With that he started pushing into her cunt. Becky and I locked eyes has he was sliding into her. She loudly announced how good his big cock felt in her. He entered her slow and when he was fully in her, he began to move it around in her. She was so gorgeous with that prick in her.

Renee began to suck on my member while Tawnya frigged Becky’s clit. He began to slam into Becky forcefully; grabbing her hair and telling her that if she didn’t come quickly, he was going to fuck her in the pussy and have me fuck her in the ass. I watched this for about 15 minutes while having my cock sucked expertly by Renee. Becky was howling with desire the whole time and had at least 3 orgasms.

I told Becky that this was the time of reckoning. I didn’t believe that she had been fucked like the slut she was. Jack pulled out and lay on his back. Becky eagerly fed his dick into her pussy with her on top. I slid my dick into her ass crack asking her if this is what she wanted. She please fuck any hole you want. Renee moved her cratch in front of Becky’s face and told her to lick her pussy. That was more than I could take. I pushed my cock into Becky’s ass. She was screaming. At first I thought I was hurting her but, she asked for more. Jim and I soon found rhythm and were coming within miutes. And that is how the night started.

He invited me over to listen to albums and I accepted. After I got there, he asked me if I wanted a drink and I said yes. He came back with a strong rum and coke, and not having really ever drank alcohol, I got feeling pretty woozy real quick. We sat on his bed and soon he put his arm around me. I felt funny about it, but let him keep it there. The next thing I knew, he was kissing me. I felt very horny real quick and I kissed him back. His hands went to my tit and his thumb ran across my nipple, causing it to harden and make me even more horny. This continued for about fifteen minutes and I was like putty in his hands. When I felt his hand at the crotch of my cutoffs, I jumped and moved it away. “No Keith, we can’t do that!” “Why not?” he asked. “Because I’m going steady with Jimmy, and what we’ve already done has gone too far, and also because of our differences. It’s not right to do this with someone who’s not the same race!” Then he kissed me again, and I made a very feeble attempt at breaking it. His hand went right back to rubbing my pussy through my shorts, and it felt so good, I couldn’t make him stop. Before long, he undid my shorts and began to pull them down. I whimpered “Please, no Keith. Please stop!” But he just kept on going. I felt my pussy get wet and I went with the flow. Soon, he had my clothes completely off of me and I lay there naked in his arms. He pushed me back on the bed and I felt my legs begin to spread to allow him access to my cunt. I felt his fingers enter me and go in deep. As they moved around, I got even hotter. He kissed me again, his tongue probing sliding into my mouth. He took my hand and placed it on his cock. I was amazed! He was huge! He undid his pants and I got my first view of it. It had to be a foot long!

He began to move between my legs and I felt his cock bump against my swollen mushy cunt. I said sharply “No! We can’t do this! Please, Stop!” “He said “Baby, I got to cum! If I can’t fuck you, will you suck my cock?” Well, I’ve done that numerous times with guys who I didn’t want to fuck, and figured it would be OK to do it. So I told him yes and he lay back. I lowered my head to his massive cock, then opened my mouth and sucked him in. My lips were stretched wide due to his size, but I took in all I could. He only lasted about ten minutes before he shot off in my mouth. Most guys usually spurt three or four times, and fill my mouth. I swallow the cum, then we’re done. Keith spurted about a dozen times, and each one was more than I ever had at once! I tried to swallow it all, but some of it dripped out onto my chin. He then lowered his head to my pussy and began to eat me out. Soon, I felt his cock harden again. I was so hot that I just had to cum. When he moved betwe en my legs again, I didn’t put up a fight about it. My body needed his cock, and needed it right away! I felt his cock split open my cunt and enter me. As he slid into me, I came, and came. I couldn’t very well ask him to stop that he had a “taste” of my cunt, so I let him continue. He slid in to the back of my tiny cunt, and stopped while I got used to his size. He was so fucking big that it almost hurt, but the ecstasy that I felt overrode any feeling of pain. As my cunt stretched, he went in farther. The biggest cock I had ever felt in me prior to Keith was about six inches in length. He doubled any other cock I had ever had, and the thickness was indescribable. Finally, I felt his balls resting against my ass and I knew that he had fully entered me. Then he began to fuck me. I cried out and came repeatedly as he thrust in and out of me. I had never had it this good before. His size was not only satisfying me, but driving me further towards the most powerful orgasm I ever had. He fucked me for about forty minutes, then he groaned out “Oh fuck yes! Oh God, I’m gonna cummmmm!” I quickly told him “Then pull out! You’re not wearing a rubber!” But, it was too late! He came inside of me and didn’t stop cumming for quite a while. I felt his sperm blast into my cunt, and I came again so hard that little flashes of light went off in my head. I screamed out begging him to ram his big black cock harder into me. When it was over, he rolled off of me and I began to cry. “What’s wrong Diane” he asked. “What’s wrong? You just came inside of me! I told you I was going steady and didn’t want to cheat on Jimmy. God, I feel like a whore! (I had to have been anyway, after all the guys I’ve had!)” He took me in his arms and held me tightly. My body betrayed me again, and I felt real horny. When he began to finger fuck me, I didn’t complain. After a while, I begged him “Please Keith, do it again! God I feel so fucking horny!”. He pushed my head to his cock whi ch had gone limp and was only just beginning to become semi hard again. I eagerly took it in my mouth and began to suck and lick it. He soon grew to his fullest and I then experienced something new. I felt him put pressure on the back of my head. When his cock hit the back of my throat, I gagged. He told me to take it easy, and begin to swallow his cock. I relaxed myself as best I could and found he was right! His cock slid into my throat. At several times, I thought I would gag, but I held there, and waited for that feeling to pass.

Then I went farther down his thick black shaft. Finally, there was nothing that separated my lips from his pubic bone. I had taken him entirely down my throat and I shuddered in orgasm as I did. He pulled my head off of his cock, and lay me back on the bed. This time, I grabbed my ankles and pulled them high and wide over my head, exposing my cunt fully to him. I begged him “Please Keith, fuck me! I need it again now!” He climbed between m y legs and repeated his earlier performance. This time, when he shouted out that he was going to cum, I cried “Yes baby!! Fuck my cunt!! Fill me with your sperm baby!! Oh God! Yes!” As he came, I felt his sperm shooting into me once again, and I came so hard this time, that I actually passed out. When I awoke, he was laying next to me and I felt his cum leaking out of my cunt.

He said “Diane, I know you’re going steady with Jimmy, but I want you to think of this as fun. Our fun. I know I can’t date you, your parents would go ballistic, but can we enjoy each other like this again?” I thought for a second and told him “As long as you either wear a rubber or don’t cum inside of me, no matter how much I beg. At least until I go and get on the pill. I don’t want to get pregnant, but I guess we’ll find out next week. If I don’t get my period, we have to do something about it. But, yes, I do want to feel you inside of me a lot more.”

Well, I didn’t get pregnant, and I did go on the pill. Then I really turned into a slut. Keith was my first black man, and I’ll always remember him because of it. The years have gone by and we lost contact with each other. I went to college and had no hesitation about fucking any guy who asked. Even the black men. My roommate and I would plan gang bangs with many, many men, and just the two of us taking on them all. We had a little competition one night to see how many guys we could fuck, and she won. By two guys.

She had fucked 36 different guys that night, and I two less. I could have kept on going, but we ran out of guys, so she won. One of the guys started dating me and things began to go very well between us. He knew I couldn’t stay faithful to just him, and he handled it so well, I began to fall in love with him and soon stopped whoring around. There were about six guys, including him that I fucked. All but him were strictly for the sex. Two of them were black. Then I moved in with him and stopped seeing all but the two blacks I was fucking. Most of the time, they’d come over and the three of them would have me anyway they wanted, and as often as they wanted. Paul was a saint! When he asked me to marry him, I said yes with no hesitation, nor did he say a word about my trysts. I was ready to stop and be faithful to him only, but he wouldn’t hear of it! He wanted me to continue to fuck other guys, especially blacks, even after we were married. I was amazed that a man could put that much faith in his soon to be wife, would allow other men to touch what would soon be only his to have.

Our wedding day was approaching and my ex roommate planned a party for me. I wasn’t aware until it was over that Paul had a lot of input on what would happen. First off, a video was made without my knowledge before. All the guys that were there were black, and there were at least 20 of them. I wouldn’t do anything until Cindy showed me a letter from Paul. It read “Di my love, this party is for you! The men that are here all have huge cocks and they can’t wait to use you like a whore. Go for it my love, I want it and I want you to tell me everything that happens to you tonight! Enjoy them all and have as many orgasms as you can!” Again, I was taken aback! We were only a few days from our wedding, and still he had no problems with me fucking other men! So, I gave in to my feelings after reading the letter and I allowed them to take me wholly. At one point, I had two of their cocks in my mouth, one in my ass, and one in my cunt. They fucked me like was no more than a whore , and I guess I was. The next morning, I went home to Paul with their cum dried all over my body and in my hair. I was a mess. When he saw me, he smiled and told me “I love you Di!” We fucked the rest of the day even before I cleaned up. He ate me and did everything as he had always done, the dried cum not bothering him at all.

Three days later, we stood at the altar and were married. After out reception, we headed off to the hotel we were staying at that night. When he opened the door and had me go in first, I turned on the lights and was surprised to see the two black guys I was still fucking. I turned to Paul and said “On our wedding night Paul? Why would you want this on our wedding night?” He kissed me and said “Because baby, I know how much you love to fuck these two black studs. I know how it turns you on!! It’s all for you my dearest!” One of them pulled my dress up and my panties down. The other slid the top of my dress over my shoulders exposing my now perky nipples. I was used to their size, yet I felt like it was the first time all over again. As they went on, I felt so hot I thought I’d pass out. They stripped and one of them lay on his back. I climbed on top of him, and the other knelt behind me. Both of them entered me, causing me to cum right then and there. I told Paul to come over and let me blow him. Soon, I had all three holes filled with cock and was very satisfied. The next morning, Paul and I left for Barbados. We checked into the resort and began to plan our days. Our nights were to be filled with lust. He wanted me to wear the sluttiest outfit I owned so that other guys would know I was there for sex. That night, I had three new lovers, and the total grew as each night progressed. Some of those nights, I would end up in the rooms of other people and wouldn’t drag my cum filled body back to our room ’til mid morning. That’s the way our two week honeymoon went. I was fucking everyone I could. One night, a guy came up to me and started talking to me. I mentioned I was married, and here on our honeymoon. He seemed to lose interest after that, and I began to come on to him. He couldn’t believe that I was behaving the way I was so son after being married, and I assured him that I had Paul’s blessings.

When we finally got home, who did I find living in our house? It was Keith, who I had lost track of over the years. Paul had gone a long way to setting this up, and I loved him all the more for it. We all three settled into the roles of married life, but with a strange twist. I’d alternate sleeping with them nightly, and Saturday night was orgy night. It could be just the two of us, or it could be a major gangbang.

That was twelve years ago, and our arrangement still stands. I still don’t want kids, for if I was to have them, I’d have to be faithful to only Paul. I wouldn’t want to bring multicolored babies into this world. So, we all go along enjoying everything the world has to offer to us. I don’t think I’d trade this arrangement for the world!

Neither was the case. As Audrey’s eyes adjusted to the dark, she could clearly see a young man, sitting cross-legged on the roof. She could just make out the red glow of his cigarette, and he appeared to be staring at the stars.

She noticed the beat-up car in the Hammond’s driveway, and the University decal on the back window. Not like a burglar to park in the driveway, Audrey thought. More like a kid home from college. She had some vague recollection of a conversation with June Hammond the day after they moved in. Now the details came back.

The two-year-old girl, Kim, was June’s. George Hammond, the husband, had a son from a previous marriage who was a freshman at a school in Massachusetts. Audrey tried to think of the son’s name, but nothing surfaced. June had been far more eager to talk about Kim, that day. And most days since, Audrey noted.

Audrey got her briefcase and pulled her bathrobe tighter in the brisk air of late May. She looked back up at the boy on the roof, just to see him crawling back in his bedroom window.

The next morning, Audrey was on a plane to meet with a client in Philadelphia. She liked business trips; she usually had at least one co-worker or assistant with her, and it was nice to have people to talk to after hours in the hotel bar. Audrey had lived alone since her divorce two years ago, and work-related travel had become a welcome break from solitude.

Not always, of course. Audrey had gone to Philly with two other people from the office, a married man a few years older than her, and a female assistant a few years younger. It was apparent that those two would be sleeping together from the moment they got on the plane. And the client was horrible. And so was the hotel bar. So Audrey spent six days in the City of Brotherly Love, alone, watching TV in her room.

On Friday, around mid-afternoon, Audrey finally pulled into her driveway. As she got out of the car, she heard banging on her high back fence. She moved around the house to her back patio, and immediately saw what had been going on. A trail of water ran from her small in-ground pool across the cement and over the seven-foot fence that separated her backyard from the Hammond’s.

Normally, Audrey wouldn’t have been bothered by a pool-hopping teenager. She used to let the previous neighbor’s kids swim all the time. But that day, after that trip, the idea of other’s having fun while she was so tired and upset opened something inside her. And out of that new opening came a lot of emotion. Audrey got as far as her fridge before collapsing on the floor. She held her head in her hand and did a few months worth of crying. It only took about twenty minutes. When it was over, Audrey stayed seated on the kitchen floor- exhausted and chuckling at herself. She glanced around the room, and marveled at how different everything looked from this perspective. Her wandering eye drifted to the sliding glass door where she had come in from the pool. She noticed that her uninvited swimmer had left his clothes on one of her patio chairs. She got up off the floor, splashed some water on her face and stepped out into the sun to collect the boy’s things. Jeans, t-shirt, sneakers, socks. Boxer shorts. A smile crossed Audrey’s face, and she tossed the clothes into a plastic shopping bag.

“Oh my God. Was he in your pool? I’m so sorry, I-” “It’s fine, June. I don’t mind.” Audrey stood on the Hammond’s porch. “Can I talk to him for a minute?” “Of course. I’m really sorry, he’s been impossible since he got back from college.” June stepped into the house. Audrey listened for the name. “AARON!” Came the holler from within. “Get down here!” Audrey watched as the young man appeared in the doorway. “Hi. I’m your neighbor. I think you left these behind.” Audrey held up the bag of clothes. “Thanks. Sorry about that.” “You must have looked pretty funny climbing the fence in the nude.” She had intended to embarrass him a little, just for a laugh. But as she talked, Audrey felt her own cheeks getting red. She couldn’t stop looking at Aaron’s eyes. They were the darkest, deepest brown eyes she could remember. “Yeah.” He turned his gaze a little and smiled. “I guess I probably did.” “Well,” she said. “You’re welcome to come swim, whenever you want. It’s ok.” Audrey stepped back toward her house. “Thanks a lot.” Aaron called after. “I’ll remember my swim suit next time.”

That night, as Audrey sat on her bed, laptop glowing in front of her, finishing her second cup of tea, she finally let her thoughts wander back to Aaron. She had been having trouble concentrating all evening, but as she let the image of the young man settle into her mind’s eye, her powers of concentration picked right up.

She pictured him as she’d seen him, standing in the doorway, blushing slightly, his curly hair unkempt. But she also pictured him as she hadn’t seen him. Swimming naked in her pool. Climbing naked over the fence. Standing naked by her bed. Climbing naked under her covers. Audrey knew she should snap out of it. But why? In five years of marriage she had never been unfaithful. That, apparently, had been her husband’s job. Now that she was single again, why shouldn’t she fantasize about the beautiful boy next door? About his dark eyes. And light smile. And strong arms.

Audrey’s khaki pants were loose, and her and slipped easily beneath the waistband. She closed her eyes and let her mind wander unfettered through ever-changing scenes of passion with Aaron. Her fingers slowly massaged her vagina and she felt her lips thicken and part under her touch. The warmth from her pussy spread over her whole body and she gently rocked her hips against her hand. Audrey opened her shirt a few buttons, and let her nails glide gently over the soft flesh between her large breasts. She could feel her nipples stiffen in her bra, and the wetness of her pussy trickle onto her fingers.

In her mind, Aaron’s body pressed against hers, his arms pulling her hard against his cock. Audrey let out a short gasp as she came, her hips arching slightly off the bed. After a moment of lingering tension, she relaxed limply onto the mattress. It had been a while since she had masturbated. At that moment, she couldn’t imagine why she hadn’t been doing it every night. Audrey rolled off the bed and walked slowly to the dresser. She pulled a nightshirt out of the top drawer and dropped her khakis to the floor. She looked up, into the mirror and studied her face as she undid the rest of the buttons on her shirt. That’s when she saw the tiny red dot. In the mirror, out the window, on the neighbor’s garage roof. The tiny red light of a cigarette. As quickly and subtly as possible, Audrey grabbed her nightshirt and darted into the bathroom. Oh my God, she thought, sitting on the toilet lid. How could I have left the shade up? How much had he seen? He could certainly see the bed from the rooftop, had he been there while she jacked off? Audrey was mortified. She popped a couple Advil and splashed water on her face. Again, she started to see the humor of everything. I can’t even make love to myself without it going horribly wrong, she thought, and laughed a little. Audrey went back into the bedroom, immediately closed the shade without even looking out, and went right to bed.

“Mind if I swim?”

Audrey dropped the lime she was holding onto the kitchen floor, and turned to look out the sliding doors. Aaron’s grinning face was peering over the fence outside. “Sure,” she called back. When his face dropped away, she picked up the lime and cut a wedge for her gin and tonic. A moment later he was up and over the fence. “Thanks!” He called out, and pulled off his t-shirt. A moment later, he was in the pool. Audrey had planned to sit out on the patio herself, but now she couldn’t muster the courage. He was so casual, as if he hadn’t watched her masturbate the night before. She went into the den and peeked out between the blinds at the young man who was preparing to dive off the small diving board. God, she thought. Look at that ass.

Audrey sipped her drink and watched Aaron dive, swim to the steps, walk around to the board and dive again. She watched for a good five minutes before she realized that every time Aaron stepped out of the pool, he was glancing at the various windows of the house, trying to catch a glimpse of her. Audrey watched his lean figure move through the water. Here she was, watching him, the same way he watched her the night before. And she was pretty sure he had come over here hoping to see her again. She took a long drink of her gin and tonic, then set the glass down. She went upstairs and rummaged through her bottom drawer. There’s no way it will still fit, she thought. She pulled out the bikini, very stylish five years ago. A minute later, Audrey looked at herself in the mirror. It had been a while since she had gone out in public showing this much skin. But this wasn’t public, it was her backyard. And the blue color still flattered her eyes. She was never much of a gym person, but she ate healthy and her body looked better than she’d expected.

Okay, she thought. You look good. Audrey stepped through the sliding door just as Aaron was stepping off the diving board. She noticed his head turn sharply just before his body smacked into the water. By the time he surfaced, Audrey was stretching out on a recliner chair. She lifted her dark sunglasses as Aaron climbed out by the steps, water dripping off his tight physique. “How’s the water?” “It’s good. Nice.” He crossed his arms over his smooth chest and smiled. “Well I’m going to try to get a little sun. Start this summer out right.” She leaned back and dropped the shades back over her eyes. “Don’t let me fall asleep.” “Okay, I won’t.” He moved back toward the diving board and did a front flip into the pool. Oh my God, Audrey thought, I think he’s showing off.

Behind the sunglasses, she figured she could pretend to have her eyes closed while she looked at Aaron. But the hot sun felt unexpectedly lovely on her exposed flesh, and she did let her eyes close for a moment. When she opened them again, she saw Aaron by the edge of the pool, staring at her. She watched his eyes as they slowly traced her reclined form. She saw him drink in the view of her legs and belly. She could feel his eyes caressing her breasts. She knew tiny beads of sweat were forming around her cleavage, and she watched as his view lingered on them.

Audrey realized that she was holding her breath. As she filled her lungs, Aaron snapped out of his staring and climbed out of the water. She could clearly see that he had a large erection, straining at the fabric of his swimsuit. He turned his back quickly, and moved toward his t-shirt. “I brought you a towel, it’s over here,” she said. Aaron looked over at the towel sitting next to her on the patio table. “Thanks.” Aaron turned toward Audrey and walked the few feet to the towel with his hands held together in front of his crotch. He took the towel and dried himself quickly. “I’ve got to run,” he said. “Thanks for the swim.”

“Any time, really.” Audrey watched as he headed toward the front yard, the long way around the fence. She knew where Aaron had gone. The bulge in his swimsuit needed to be relieved. And it was Audrey that had caused the bulge. A wide smile spread over her face. The whole day reminded her of her teen years, when she would hang out at the beach with her girlfriends and turn every head. She took off her sunglasses and looked down at her body. Her breasts were still full and wonderfully shaped; her legs still went all the way to the ground. A little loose skin around the stomach, but not much. I have a great body, she thought. It was a thought she hadn’t had for a long time.

That evening, Audrey went out to dinner with an old friend that she hadn’t seen in several months. They ate at their favorite seafood place, where all the waiters were cute. When she got home, around 10:30, she was still feeling a little warm from the Chardonnay. As she got out of the car, she glanced up at the Hammond’s roof, but Aaron wasn’t there. Audrey tossed her keys on the dresser and glanced into the mirror. Red dot. He was there. He must have heard her drive up. Audrey went downstairs and quickly poured herself another glass of wine. She was going to need a little courage if she was going to go through with what she had in mind. Her plan was a little strip tease; nothing too revealing, just enough to excite.

She kicked off her shoes as she walked in her bedroom door and set the wineglass on the dresser. She faced the mirror, with her back to the window, but she knew he could see the reflection of her face. She took a deep breath and looked at herself in the mirror. Her auburn hair was up in a loose bun. She wore and ivory-colored silk blouse, and a black skirt that came just below the knees. Hose, of course, and a simple string of pearls to accentuate her long neck. She looked great.

Start slow, Audrey told herself, and sat on the edge of the bed. She put her leg up on the stool and started taking off a stocking. A few inches at a time, she slowly rolled the nylon down her thigh. Her heart was beating so hard in her chest, and Audrey was glad she’d started sitting down. If I go too slowly, she suddenly thought, he’s going to know it’s a show. Act natural. She rolled the left stocking down a little quicker. When she stood back up she went straight for the wine. Her courage was faltering a bit, and all she could think about was the pair of eyes she knew was following her every move. She set down the glass and undid the first button of her blouse. Then the second. A moment later she opened the silk top and let it slip to the floor. Her heavy breasts were held in place with a beige, lacey bra. Victoria’s Secret; very classic. As the blouse fell away she felt a shift of energy outside in the darkness. She knew he was out there, his cock hardening in his pants.

A thrill of electricity rushed through Audrey’s body. She unzipped the skirt and let it fall to the floor. The matching beige panties rode high on her hips, and she looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair up and her pearls still on, Audrey thought that she had never looked more beautiful. She had planned to be done; to head for the bathroom and put on her nightshirt there. But as she stared at herself, she felt like going a little further.

Audrey lifted her tits in her hands and turned side to side, examining her form in the mirror. As she did, she thought of Aaron on the roof. Was he rubbing his cock, while he watched? She decided that if he wasn’t, he soon would be. She took a deep breath, another sip of wine, and reached behind her back to the bra clasp.

Zip.

Audrey froze, her hand on the clasp. Did she just hear a zipper? There was no way to know, but she thought she had heard the faint sound of Aaron unzipping his fly. She unpopped the clasp, and with a shrug of her shoulders, the bra fell to the floor. Audrey’s breasts hung free against her chest, and she stared at them, knowing that her eyes were not the only ones. Audrey let her fingertips glide along the underside of each tit, then up the soft skin to the large, dark areolas. The skin of the areolas was already bunched and rough, and her nipples were stiff and long with excitement. She stroked each nipple a little before lifting her boobs in her hands and letting them settle back to their natural position.

Her heart was beating so fast. The sound of the zipper had inflamed her imagination. He must be touching his cock right now, she thought. She had already gone farther than she had planned, but… She caught the edge of her lace panties in her fingers, bent slightly, and slipped them over her ass and down her thighs.

Her bush was auburn, like her hair and she stared at herself wearing nothing but pearls and a hair comb. Audrey couldn’t remember feeling so overcome with arousal. Just looking at herself, knowing that someone else was looking from the darkness, affected her libido far more intensely than she had ever imagined. Wave after wave of heat was washing through her blood, and the thought of relieving herself only deepened the feeling.

Her legs gave out, slightly, and she fell back against the bed. From where she sat she could still see herself in the mirror, as well as the dark rectangle of the window where she knew Aaron was. Her legs were parted slightly and she could just smell the faint odor of her arousal. She couldn’t bear any longer. Audrey’s fingers parted the curling hairs of her bush and plunged into the wetness of her pussy. Her clit was so hard under her fingers as they urgently stroked her nub. She could feel her juices dripping onto the bedspread and she pushed the fingers of her other hand into her hole.

She knew Aaron had his cock out now, and was stroking it in his hand. She knew he was watching her, jacking off with her. She lay back on the bed, her tits spreading off to her sides. As she fingered herself more rapidly, she couldn’t contain a slight moan from escaping her lips. She pulled her slippery fingers from her pussy and twisted her stiffened nipple between them. Her other hand was furiously working her clit and her hip bucked up against it. “Oh!” She cried, as her body was rocked by orgasm. “Oh! Oh!” She writhed on the bedspread, one hand kneading the flesh of her tit, the other pressing hard against her pussy. As soon as she could stand, Audrey stumbled to the window, her naked, sweaty body only eight or nine feet from where she knew Aaron sat, and slowly pulled the shade.

When Audrey awoke, late the next morning, she knew Aaron was already in the pool. She could hear the splash each time he dived into the water. She put on her bathrobe and went quickly down to the kitchen. Through the kitchen window she could see Aaron from behind, on the diving board. She had thought he would be shy, but this was clearly not the case. He had apparently forgotten his trunks again. God, that’s an ass, she thought. Audrey waited until he dove, then stepped out into the sun. “How’s the water today?” Aaron was surprised to hear her voice. Water streamed from his curly hair as he swam over to the edge. “Hi,” he said. “Hi. How you doing?” Audrey was a little unnerved by the way he stared at her. She spoke again. “Don’t let me stop your fun. Keep diving.” “Well, I’m a little nervous to get out of the pool, actually.” His chocolate eyes stayed focused on Audrey. “How- how come?” She felt the stirring inside that was becoming so familiar. “I’m naked.” He smiled slightly. Audrey knew what he was asking. She tried to swallow. “That’s okay.”

Aaron smiled again. He reached up and pulled his magnificent frame from the water. His chest was smooth and hard, his abdomen defined. His cock was already growing hard, and it was long and thick. God, though Audrey, when was the last time I saw a nineteen year old dick. Aaron walked straight toward Audrey and immediately reached for the tie of her robe. She looked up into his open face as she felt his arms part her robe and wrap themselves around her back. He pulled her firmly to his body, her bare tits pressing against his chest, his hard cock against her belly. Her lips parted as he kissed her, and she felt the warmth of his mouth. She closed her eyes as his lips massaged her own. Her robe fell to the floor and he lay her back on the recliner, his lips traveling to her long, graceful neck. She felt his teeth slightly on her neck, and electricity shot through her body. His strong hands came up to her tits and firmly kneaded the flesh.

Audrey’s nipples were hard as they had ever been, and they pressed into Aaron’s palms. “Oh…” she cried, as his lips moved down from her neck. His tongue slipped between her tits and tasted the salty sweat that was beginning to form. He caught a nipple in his mouth and sucked firmly, pulling the sensitive tip up into his wet mouth. Audrey’s hands slid down his shapely back and over his ass. She arched her back slightly, losing herself completely in the moment. His ass slipped from her hands and she opened her eyes. Aaron was sliding down her body, his tongue tracing a slow path past her navel. She clenched her hands on the sides of the recliner.

Audrey had never had anyone go down on her before. She was experienced, sure, but somehow this was something she’d just missed. She stared straight up at the passing clouds. She felt his tongue slowly moving over her bush, just grazing the hairs. His strong hands slid over her thighs, moving them slightly apart. Audrey put her hands on Aaron’s head, tangling her fingers in his curly hair. She closed her eyes.

His tongue slid lightly up and down over her pubic hair, until her bush was completely parted. Then his lips placed the most gentle of kisses perfectly on her swollen clit. Audrey shuddered. Aaron let his tongue slip from between his lips and slowly encircle the opening to her hole. Then upward, so slowly, until the perfect pressure of his tongue reached the aching need of her exposed clitoris. Slowly and firmly, his tongue massaged her hardened nub, sliding the little hood back to find more of her clit to stroke.

“Unggh.” Audrey’s moan emanated from deep within her, bursting into the air. Aaron’s hands found her tits, which were now heaving with the passion of Audrey’s breathing. His upper lip stroked her clit as his tongue probed inside her warm pussy and his fingers tugged on her swollen nipples. Audrey dug her fingers into Aaron’s hair as the pleasure mounted within her. His tongue began to work more rapidly on her clit, flying across it with an unyielding pace. His face pressed deeply against her, as she ground her pussy into his mouth. Her hips were bucking and she could not control her moaning as Aaron made mad passion to her most sensitive spot. “Oh, Aaron!” She cried. “I’m- I’m-”

Audrey came. She was barely aware of anything as the flood of heat drowned her senses. She felt Aaron back off slightly and move his strong hands to the small of her back, which was arched a foot off the recliner. Her pussy throbbed with a deep, pounding rhythm, and she bit down on her lip as her body shook. Still lost in orgasm, Audrey felt a touch at the opening of her pussy. Slowly, Aaron slid the head of his aching cock into her throbbing hole.

“Oh God!” She cried, as he pushed slowly in. The walls of her pussy clenched his hard cock again and again as it slid deep into her. As his stiff cock filled her, Audrey’s orgasm intensified, causing her vaginal muscles to milk and massage his hard-on with great strength. His hands on her hips, Aaron began to fuck in and out of Audrey, getting faster and deeper with each stroke. He pulled her hips against him, burying his cock inside her again and again. Finally, as her orgasm subsided, Audrey was able to match Aaron’s strokes. She fucked him as hard as she could, lifting her sweaty ass off the chair and grinding against him. Their rhythm was perfect, and they continued to buck against each other for several minutes.

“I can’t, I can’t last-” Aaron managed to say. “Come here.” Audrey said. She pulled off his cock and grabbed him by the ass, pulling him up so he straddled her chest. His slippery cock twitched and glistened in the sunlight, and she knew he was close to coming. She wrapped her tits around his cock and he slowly moved his cock in and out of her warm cleavage. She looked up at his open face, and smiled back. “Ungh.” He cried. And she felt his cock throbbing between her breasts. His come shot out onto her beautiful neck and puddled on her chest, warm and sticky. His eyes were clenched closed as the orgasm shot through him.

Finally, he opened his eyes and gazed down at her face. He put his hands on either side of her head and bent forward for a long, deep kiss. When he parted he spoke softly. “How you doing?” He said. Audrey looked at Aaron’s beautiful face, the clouds moving slowly behind him. She smiled.

“Great,” she said. “I’m great.”

After the party was beginning to wind down, Jack asked me to go for a walk with him. I agreed and soon we were in the woods strolling along hand in hand. “Beth, I think I’m going to miss you the most while I’m away” he said. “Oh? Why’s that?” I asked. “I’ve been jealous of Steve for a long time. You’re one of the sexiest, most beautiful women I’ve ever seen” he replied. “Could I kiss you good bye?” My mind was working in a haze due to the alcohol, and I agreed. After all, what’s a kiss? I found out his idea of what a kiss is very quickly. He took me in his arms and his lips sought out mine. I felt limp in his arms, he was so commanding. His tongue sought out mine and soon was exploring my mouth. At the same time, his hands were moving down my sides and around to my ass. He began to squeeze my firm ass cheeks and it felt great! But, I had to stop this. I was married after all. I broke the kiss saying “Jack, this isn’t a friendly good bye kiss!” He replied “No, but I’d like something more to remember you by while I’m away. Come on Beth, I want you.” He again kissed me and I readily opened my mouth. His tongue moved around, darting this way and that inside my mouth. I whimpered as his hand brushed my tit and he took that as a go ahead.

We sat on the ground and he continued kissing me. His hands were all over me, feeling, stroking, squeezing. I felt like I was on fire. I knew that this was wrong, yet I had no control over it.

“Please Jack, this isn’t right. I can’t” I stammered, but my protests fell on deaf ears. Soon, he had my tits out and was playing with one nipple as his head dropped to the other. I felt so horny that I couldn’t fight even if I wanted to . I grabbed his head and pulled it hard to my tit as he sucked on it. I felt his hand drop to my thigh and lightly rub the inside of it. As it went higher under my dress, I felt my legs spread as if they had a mind of their own. It felt as though it was taking a lifetime for him to make his way to my cunt. When his hand finally reached my panties, he found them soaked through. He rubbed my clit through the soaked material, and I came. No warning, I just came. My body shuddered as wave after wave of orgasm took me over. I hadn’t cum like that since I was first married. I heard him unzip his pants and knew that soon I’d feel his cock inside of me. I wanted it desperately. I also knew it was wrong, but I had no control over it. My body had betrayed me and I wasn’t about to stop anything else that would happen.

“Beth, please, suck my cock.” he asked. I went right to his lap and saw the huge pole that was awaiting me. I started by licking his balls, taking each one into my mouth and sucking them. Then I stuck out my tongue, and licked the underside of his twelve inch cock, stopping at where the head meets the shaft on the underside. My tongue swirled all around the bulging head of his magnificent cock, then I opened my mouth and sucked it in. It went in almost seven inches before it hit the back of my throat. I let it rest there momentarily until I could open my throat up. I began to swallow this thick long cock and Jack began to moan. He reached under my dress again, and slid my panties down to my knees. I felt a finger enter me, then another. My cunt was like liquid fire as he began to move his fingers all around. Finally, my lips rested at the hairy base of his cock, it having slid right down my throat easily. I increased the suction on his dick, making him groan out in pleasure. He began to hump my throat now, and I knew that this beautiful cock would shoot a great load of sperm down my throat. I prayed that he wouldn’t get soft right away either so I could feel it move into my cunt.

His hands went to my head and pushed as he thrust upwards, causing his cock to stab even deeper down my throat. From this cock in my throat and his fingers in my cunt, I began to cum again. As I started to cum, I felt his cock begin to spasm and knew that we were both cumming together. He shot what felt like a gallon of sperm down my willing throat just as I coated his fingers with my own juices. He pulled his cock out of me and ripped my panties completely off of me. Then he moved between my legs and I felt him slide his cock up inside of me. He slid right in to the end. My cunt was so huge, it would have taken a few more inches easily. His hips moved in circles, thrusting into me and I began to cum again. It was reaching the point where I was going into multiple orgasm. He fucked me for about thirty minutes before he started to hammer his cock into me. I knew that he’d be shooting off inside of me soon. I was right. Just as I peaked again, he groaned and I felt his hot sperm splatter into me. He continued to fuck me for about another five minutes, to make sure I had reached my peak and was finished.

We dressed and headed back to the house. Steve grinned at me, and I knew right then that he knew what happened. I felt like a whore standing there, and then I felt cum dribbling down my leg and ran to the bathroom. I cleaned up and went back out to the party which was beginning to wind down quickly. Everybody left and Steve and I cleaned up the empties and took out the trash. He said “Anything you want to tell me?” “What do you mean?” I asked, but I knew full well that he knew Jack and I had fucked. “You were gone a long time Beth, I was just curious.” I couldn’t even try to live the lie and I started to cry about what I had done. Steve stopped grinning and took me in his arms and held me tight. We walked to our bedroom with him still holding me. The reality had just hit me about what I’d done. Steve said “Honey, it’s all right. I knew what I was letting you get into, so this is all just as much my fault. I’m not upset by it, and I think it actually turns me on” I looked at him and said with a quavering voice “You mean you knew that Jack would fuck me?” “Yes, I just wish I could have seen it.” “Steve, you mean you’re willing to let another man fuck your wife? To take what was only yours?” “Sex is one thing, love is quite another. I love you as much, no more than before Beth.” This thought had hit me pretty hard. I’ve known men and women who have had affairs, but they were having problems in their own marriage and sought solace with another. I had heard of swingers, but didn’t know any, and never understood it. I was beginning to come to an understanding that a man could find it a turn on to share his wife with another man. I had to admit, it was turning me on. As I was about to say something else, Steve kissed me. His hands began to move over my body with a passion that we used to share.

Sex had gotten somewhat boring for both of us, neither being at fault. But now, I had just felt the excitement of being with another man, and here my hu sband was reacting passionately to it. He soon had me naked, and began to kiss his way down my body. He got close to my sloppy cunt and I told him “Stop, Jack came in me and his cum is still there.” He responded “Why do you think I want to eat you Beth. I know that” and he went back down to my pussy. His tongue filled me and began to move around inside of me, turning me on. Soon, my hips were pushing against his face. I came hard, and the juices inside of me began to flow `out` into Steve’s mouth. He moved up my body and began to kiss me. I tasted my orgasm and the remnants of Jack’s sperm. “I can’t believe how big your cunt is Beth. You’re huge!” Steve breathed into my neck. “Jack is real big” I said. He stretched my cunt out wide and deep.” “How big is he Beth?” he asked me. “At least twelve inches and as thick as my arm. He fucked me deeper than I have ever felt Steve. I came almost non stop after he entered me.” “How did it go down?” he asked me again. “We walked into the woods holding hands, and I felt a magnetic attraction to him. We stopped and he kissed me. I tried to break away, but he persisted. I felt myself losing control and when he took me in his arms, I felt like rubber. Soon he had his hands under my dress and he began to feel me up. He had my tit out and was sucking my nipple. Again, I tried to stop, but he was not taking no for an answer. He made me cum, and I was his. After that, I couldn’t deny him anything, and he took me completely. He came down my throat and deeply in my cunt. I was like a slut Steve, and it felt wonderful.” He then thrust into me, and began to fuck me hard.

Well, since I had turned into a slut, I thought I may as well do everything. “Steve baby, that feels good, but I’m so big I can’t squeeze it tight. Jack didn’t fuck my ass, but I want you to now!” He rolled off of me and I got on my hands and knees. He slid into my cunt once again and got his cock all lubed up. “God, it’s so slimy in there!” he exclaimed. Then he pulled out and pushed his cock into my ass. It slid in fairly easy, and felt great! I began to fuck him back as he thrust into me. That hole was very tight around Steve’s cock, and he began to really fuck me hard. All too soon, he began to shoot his sperm deeply in my ass.

We had started it, and now it was becoming an obsession with me. I loved to fuck other men and Steve encouraged me. He went so far as to install a mirror that can be seen through in the closet of the room next to our bedroom. He’d “hide” in there when he heard doors close and watch me as I fucked other men. The fantasy I had set up was that my husband was out and wouldn’t return for several hours. The guys who picked me up would come back to our house and we’d fuck. Steve would be watching it all from the next room and most of the time would video tape it. One night he asked me “Beth, do you ever have fantasies about fucking a well hung black man?” I thought about it and answered “Well, yes, as a matter of fact, I almost brought one home last week, but I wasn’t quite sure how you would feel about it.” He replied “I’d love to see that babe! A huge black cock filling your cunt would be real exciting!” So, we decided that the next time I went out, I’d bring a black man home to our bed.

That Friday night, I dressed up real sleazy. Steve had gotten me a real short skirt and an almost see trough top. I applied my makeup real heavy, looking like a slut, then dressed. I decided on a black garter belt with fishnet stockings to complete my look. The garter belt was longer than my skirt and was just visible when I stood. Steve saw me and said “God Beth! You look completely different! Hell, I’d try to pick you up myself! Hurry home baby!”

I went to a club that I had heard some of my girlfriends talk about that was basically all black. Well, almost. There were quite a few white girls there, also looking for black cock. I ordered a drink, chugged it down and got another. Before to long, a black man asked me to join him. We went to his table and sat down, making small talk. He asked if I was married and I told him yes. He then asked about my husband. “Oh, he’s gone for a few hours. He never pays a lot of attention to me, and sometimes I just need to fuck. Will you come back to my house with me?” I asked. Before long, we were heading back to the house, and we went straight to our bedroom. We fell to the bed kissing and his hands were all over me. Before long, he had me naked and was rubbing my juicy cunt and hard nipples. This was just another man, but it seemed so taboo to be in bed with a black man. My cunt was soaked before his hand even made contact with it. I reached out and grabbed the bulge in his pants, happily surprised to find a substantial sized cock. He stripped his clothes quickly off and pulled my head to his lap. I knew what he wanted, and I opened up my mouth and sucked him in. As he grew, I found that I could take about half of his cock in my mouth. He was huge! He would be the biggest cock I had ever had.

He even made Jack’s big cock seem small by comparison. My cunt was flooded with my juices as lay me back and spread my legs. He moved into me and I felt his huge cock rub my wet slit. He parted my outer lips and proceeded to slowly enter me. He knew that his cock would hurt a cunt that wasn’t prepared for it’s size. Mine, however, was growing larger by the second as he pushed his massive head into me. “Oh God Yes!” I screamed. “Yeah baby! Put that big cock in me, let me feel it baby!” He then pushed it in ’til it hit the back of my cunt. He was about ten inches inside of me and had at least six to go. He began to push, gentle, yet firmly. I stretched out more to accommodate his dark black cock. Finally, he was completely buried in me. His balls rested against my ass. “Baby, fuck me! Make me cum baby!” I cried out. His cock inside of me sent shivers up and down my spine and my mind flashed lights in my head. I can’t remember anything except the intensity of the fucking he gave me. I began to cum and kept on cuming ’til he blasted his cum in me almost an hour later. Then I told him my husband would be home in about thirty minutes and I needed to clean up my cunt. He left, and I told him I was sure I’d see him again.

I went back to our bedroom and Steve was waiting for me. He again ate me out, licking out the globs of sperm that my most recent lover had left me with. After that, I begged him to fuck my asshole. This was becoming a ritual. Every time I’d fuck another man, we would go through the same thing. He’d eat me out, and then fuck my ass.

After we were through, Steve told me we were going on vacation in a week. He made it a big surprise for me. He had everything arranged for us to spend two weeks in Jamaica. He showed me the brochure of the resort on the coast. It was isolated from any of the larger cities, set in a jungle type atmosphere. There was a small village close by, but the resort had everything you could possibly want. I was excited about going there, and told Steve I probably wouldn’t pack very much clothing. I planned on him fucking me for the majority of the time. The day came and we boarded the plane at 9 AM. By noon, we were there and had checked into the resort. There were actually two resorts there, split up into family and just adult parts. The adult portion was separated completely away from the family side as many of the people there wore little or no clothing. As we sat on our balcony, I noticed many people with nothing on at all. I told Steve that we should go down and meet some of them. He agreed and we stripped, and headed down stairs. We sat by the pool and ordered some drinks. The warm sun and the alcohol soon made me feel pretty drunk. I noticed a girl who was laying there naked as men approached and began to talk to her. She got up and went with them, one by one into the under growth. They’d come back after about twenty to thirty minutes, and another man would approach her, and they would leave. This went on for most of the afternoon, and I told Steve to go check her out. He went over and began talking to her, and soon, they were off into the jungle. I followed them and hid behind some trees. I watched as Steve mounted her and began to fuck her. Al of a sudden, I felt hands on my shoulders and I turned around quickly and faced the man they belonged to. I gasped, and he said “Shh! That’s my wife getting laid. She’s had fo urteen men fuck her today. I love to watch her getting laid. My cock is so hard, how about giving your pussy up to me?” I kissed him and soon we rolling in the grass. As he entered me, I had a mind blowing orgasm. We fucked a lot longer than Steve and Missy (he told me her name) and after so many orgasms I lost count, he blasted his sperm deeply inside my cunt.

I went back to where we were sitting and Steve was there. “Where did you go?” he asked. I told him about following them and meeting Pete and fucking him. He told me that Missy had so much cum in and on her that she felt like she’d taken on a football team. We went back to our room and cleaned up for dinner.

Just outside the restaurant, we met Pete and Missy, and we all had dinner together. We talked about things over dinner, primarily about sex. They had been swingers for quite some time, even before they were married. On their wedding night, Pete had arranged an orgy and Missy got to fuck all the guys before they could go to any other girl. She says she lost track how many different guys fucked her that night, but it was more than fifty. God, I couldn’t even conceive of more than two, or maybe three. But she had seen and done quite a few things in their time as swingers. Missy looked at me and said “Would you be terribly upset if I borrowed your gorgeous husband for a few hours? I’d love a three way with him and Pete.” I answered “No, I guess not, as long as I can have the same experience tomorrow night!” She assured me that would be no problem. Pete piped up and added “Most assuredly my sweet little thing! I’d love the pleasure of feeling your hot little cunt again!”

After dinner, I headed back to our room and put on one of Steve’s tank tops. I ventured down stairs and decided to go for a walk on the beach. I got about a mile down the beach from the resort and saw three men approaching from the opposite direction. I thought little of it and they stopped and began to talk to me. They asked me where I was from and what I was doing walking all alone at night on the beach. I told them I didn’t think it was a problem and they looked at each other smiling. They asked me if I’d like to go party with them. One of them lit a joint and offered it to me. I took it and inhaled the strong smoke, feeling very high very quickly. I said OK and we went off into the jungle. We came to a small hut and entered. There was a candle burning on the table, but that’s all the light there was. I noticed very little furniture and there was a padded bar on a frame that could be height adjusted. I asked them what it was and they said for me to stand up and they’d s how me. I went over to it and they adjusted the height of the bar to my hips. I asked them what it was for, and one of them told me to bend over it. I looked at him and realized exactly what was going on. I said “No!” and started for the door. They brought me back and bent me over the bar, and tied my hands to my ankles. I cried out “No, please! Don’t do this to me! I’m married! Oh nooo!!” One of them said “Hey, if your staying at the resort, then you’re there for sex and we’ll give it to you!” I began to plead with these three black men “Please let me go! Don’t do this to me! Please! Oh God No!” I felt one of them grab my hips and pull me towards him. I didn’t even realize that they had all stripped and now they were pulling the tank top over my head. I stood there naked, on display for them bent over. I felt the one’s cock brush against my pussy, and I knew that no matter what, I’d be leaving there loaded with their sperm. In seconds, he was entering me. His cock was huge, as big as the black man I had picked up weeks earlier. And, he slid into me with moderate ease. Another of them pulled a chair around to the front of me and grabbed my head by my hair. He pulled my mouth to his cock and ordered “Suck me slut!” So, I opened my mouth and took him in. His cock, too, was huge. I felt the veins along the shaft as he parted my lips. He reached the back of my throat and told me “Swallow it now!” and began to push it down (or up) my throat. The one behind me was fucking me hard at that point and unable to control myself, I came. Being man handled like this, even though it was rape, was turning me on so bad. I felt like a wicked tramp with these men taking me. His pace increased and he began to moan that he was cumming. I felt the hot sperm blast into me and had another orgasm right then and there. Shortly after, the cock in my throat began to spasm and he shot his load. As the cock in my cunt began to go flaccid, the last one got behin d me. He slid into my cunt and fucked me for several minutes like that. Then he pulled his dick out of me and began to probe my asshole with it. He was big, though not as big as the other two were. Still, he stretched my asshole wide and I screamed from the pain it initially caused. He was relentless though and soon, the pain went away, leaving me with a feeling like I was the dirtiest whore on earth. At least, he fucked me like I was. They continued to take turns at me all night long. They left me tied where I was, but they did keep putting joints in my mouth to smoke. I remained high the whole night. When dawn began to break, they hustled me through the jungle to a gate that lead to the resort.

I walked into our room and found Steve asleep. I lay there alongside of him and he awoke. “Where have you been? Are you OK?” he asked me. he was real concerned about me being OK and I told him I was fine. I told him about my night and how I was raped/fucked. It started out as rape, but it ended up being a good fuck for me. Soon, Steve was on top of me, fucking my well stretched and well fucked cunt. I passed out after he came in me, and awoke about three PM. Pete & Missy knocked on our door and I told Missy about my experience the night before. “God, that sounds so erotic!” She exclaimed. “Maybe I’ll take a walk myself tonight while these two studs take care of you!” Pete had sat down next to me and pulled my head to his cock. I sucked him deep and had him cumming soon. I glanced at Steve, and he was behind Missy with his cock up her ass. Missy was a real slut also.

We had dinner and Missy said she was definitely going down the beach that night. She said she’d put up a fight so they’d really rape her. She told us how being raped turned her on, especially if it got rough. She was going naked however, so that there’d be no excuse for anyone not to fuck her. Pete came back to our room with us and he began to eat me. His tongue definitely knew what to do and soon he had me writhing on the bed. I had him lie back and then straddled him, taking his cock and guiding it into me. I slowly sank down on him, then Steve got in behind me and I felt him lube my ass up with some KY. Soon, I felt his cock enter me, filling me completely. Having two cocks in me like that had me cumming in no time. The guys took me in every conceivable position, finally collapsing against me after they had each cum three times. I was still exhausted from the previous night, and was soon asleep. Pete fucked me in my ass one more time while I was asleep, and then he too passed out.

We awoke to a knock on the door and it was Missy. Her hair was disheveled and her body a mess. She had really been raped the night before, and not by the same men that took me. There were a dozen of them and they weren’t gentle at all with her. Her face was bruised from them slapping her, and she had love bites all over her body. She had been ravaged by these men, yet she loved it. They forced her to do everything they could imagine. Two of them with cocks that were every bit as long as fourteen inches, had entered her cunt at the same time. Again, they weren’t gentle either. Pete went back to their room with her and helped her clean up.

As much as we hated it, after two weeks we had to go back home. Since they lived only about a hundred miles away, Pete & Missy agreed with us that we get together every few weeks. When we got home, a message was on our answering machine from Jack. He had gotten through early and was now home again. Steve asked me if I wanted to go spend a night with him, and I agreed that it would be great. I called him up and told him that Steve had to go out of town for a couple of days, and asked if I could come over. He readily agreed and I drove to his apartment. He answered the door naked and told me to get that way also. I stripped before he even shut the front door (I had so little on). We went to his bedroom and collapsed on the bed kissing. I hadn’t told him about my sexcapades since he took me those months ago, and acted like this was our secret. It added to the excitement by imagining that he was taking this “forbidden fruit”, even though Steve knew everything that was happening . And what he didn’t know, I’d tell him! I could never hold anything back from the man who truly made me the happiest woman alive. What other man could ever love and trust his wife enough to let other men fuck her? Anyway, Jack was in me in a flash. I knew that he’d had sex with other women while he was gone, but he acted like I was the last piece he had before he left, and had gotten nothing since. He fucked me with the same abandon he had on that fateful night, and soon had my cunt filled with his sperm. We stayed in bed fucking for two days straight, sleeping only when we passed out. He had filled all three of my holes with sperm, repeatedly. I felt like a cum goddess. Finally, I left and went home. I told Steve all about it and how it seemed a big secret and we had a big laugh over it. Steve said it would be a great prank to play on Jack if he acted like he was out to kill him for fucking his wife then telling him it was no problem!

I can honestly say that I have the best of both worlds. Steve does satisfy me in bed, but more importantly in my head. That he allows me to experience other men and is not jealous of it goes a long way to show how much he loves and trusts me. I know that he has had other women, he’s told me about each and every one, and I too have no problems with it. We love each other more than anything else, and our commitment is to each other. I’d never leave him for another cock, just as he’d never leave me for another cunt. Why, when we can have whatever we want, whenever we want it? Girls, if you can develop this with your own husbands, then don’t hold back. Do it! It’ll make you both very happy!

One day I came home from work at the regular time and
headed down stairs to put some wood on the fire. As I
passed the den, I noticed the shades pulled down
tightly. I walked into the den and noticed a spot on
the beige suede couch. As I examined the spot, I
noticed it was actually a wet area that was somewhat
sticky. I immediately assumed the worst and a visual
image of my wife lying on the couch having sex with
someone burned in my mind. I gingerly leaned forward
and smelled the damp area. There was no doubt now as
the smell of sex was definitely there. I couldn’t
believe that she might actually be having sex there in
my house while I wasn’t home. I knew at this point that
I would have to develop a plan to confirm my suspicions
or better yet, catch her in the act. What concerned me
a great deal was that I knew my wife was not on any
birth control and I worried that if she was cheating on
me that could be a real issue.

Now I started to carefully keep track of the used
douche bottles she left in the bathroom. Over a period
of two or three weeks, the douche bottles traced a
record of her sexual activities. Every Monday Wednesday
and Friday became a regular pattern. Even a Saturday
afternoon when she supposedly was on a clothes shopping
trip, the empty bottle appeared in the shower after her
return. I’m thinking to myself that this guy whoever he
is, is getting more sex than I am. I decided that it
was time to learn more. Monday morning I got up and got
dressed and headed to work as usual. Driving to the
other side of the block I parked the car and walked
back to the house before she got up from bed. I slipped
into the house and hid inside a downstairs closet until
she awoke. When I heard the shower, I headed upstairs
to the bedroom and stepped inside my bedroom closet.From here I had a view through the slats of her
mirrored closet doors which was perfect for watching
her get dressed and also a view to the bed just in
case. Within a few minutes, I heard the shower stop and
a few minutes later my beautiful wife appeared with
just a towel around her hair. Andrea is 24 years old; 5
foot 4 inches tall, weighs 105 pounds and has a perfect
petite body with perky b cup breasts with nipples that
almost point upward. She has long black hair and green
eyes and beautiful tan and tan lines from her bikini.

Nude and still slightly wet from the shower, she stood
in front of the full- length mirrored closet door and
admired herself. Much to my surprise she caressed her
breasts and teased her nipples until they became fully
erect. Her nipples hardened until they stuck out at
least a half inch and stuck out like pencil erasers.

This surprised me and aroused me, as I had never seen
her do this before. I watched as she removed the towel
from her hair and shook it loose as it cascaded over
her shoulders. As she turned I noticed that her pubic
hair was trimmed to a narrow strip when only last night
it was full and rather bushy. I knew she had big plans
for today and was hoping that it would occur in the
bedroom where I could watch. As she prepared herself
for the big event, I cautiously watched from my hiding
place. She pulled open the bottom dresser drawer,
reached under a pile of sweaters, withdrew what
appeared to be some frilly black items, and laid them
on the bed. Picking up one of the items she faced the
full-length mirror and slipped on a wisp of a bra. As
she returned to the bed my penis hardened as I saw the
bra was of the half cup style that left her nipples
fully exposed. It was like her beautiful breasts where
sitting on a curved shelf with more than two thirds of
them exposed. I had no idea she owned sexy things like
this. Then she retrieved a tiny pair of black panties
and carefully stepped into them. Seeing the panties I
immediately understood why she trimmed her pubic hair,
as the panties were so narrow in the front they barely
hid the now small bush. As she turned to admire herself
in the mirror, I saw the panties had barely a string
for a back that nestled softly into her crack. My own cock
was throbbing as I saw her prance in front of the
mirror. I wondered to myself if she would be greeting
her lover at our front door in this sexy outfit. I was
a little disappointed when she opened her closet door
and reached way to the back in pulled out a short
leather skirt. She stepped into the skirt and slid it
up her legs and up to her waist. The skirt came to mid
thigh but had a slit on one side that came almost to
her waist. Next, she pulled on a white blouse that
buttoned down the front. She buttoned the bottom 3
buttons and carefully tucked the blouse into the skirt.

Admiring herself in the mirror, she unbuttoned another
button exposing bare skin past the bra front closure.
Next she blow dried her hair and did her makeup, and
finished with some perfume on her neck and to my
amazement, a quick spray under her skirt on her inner
thighs. She grabbed her car keys and headed out the
door.

I was disappointed that I wouldn’t be able to observe
her fun so I decided just to wait until she returned
and see what would happen. While she was gone, I took
the opportunity to see what else she had hidden in that
bottom drawer. There I found at least a dozen pair of
tiny G-Strings as well as half bras, stockings, and
other sexy apparel. At about 3 in the afternoon I heard
her car pull into the driveway and I repositioned
myself in the closet. As she entered the bedroom her
hair was tousled and she stood again in front of the
full- length mirror as she started to undress. She
removed the blouse and tossed it on the bed, then
removed the black half bra and carefully put it in the
bottom drawer under the sweaters. She stepped out of
the skirt and to my amazement she no longer had the
panties on. My God! She was walking around with no
panties and a slit in the side of her skirt up to her
waist. Her nakedness must have been exposed for anyone
to see. Where the hell were the panties? Did her lover
have them? I was dumfounded! Andrea normally was
reluctant to show much skin and usually dressed
conservatively even though I encouraged her to be a
little bolder. Then she reached into her purse, removed
the panties, and tucked them away as well. As she bent
over to return the panties to the bottom drawer I had a
perfect few of her shapely ass and noticed that her
inner thighs were slick with wetness that oozed from
her pussy. No wonder she didn’t wear the sexy panties.

Was that her own juice? Damn! Was it someone else’s
cum? She headed for the shower and I quickly left the
house to return later. After dinner I went into the
master bath and again noticed the empty douche bottle
in the shower. Now it was confirmed. I couldn’t help
but wonder why she was douching, was it just to feel
clean or was she removing the cum that someone
deposited. I knew she wasn’t on the pill and was sure
she wouldn’t let anyone have unprotected sex with her.
I concluded that she just wanted to be fresh for any
sexual encounter with me.

Tuesday passed without incident but I looked forward to
Wednesday, which I knew was another special day for
her. Wednesday morning I followed the same routine as
Monday and again waited for her to come out of the
shower while in my hiding place. Again she came out of
the shower with a towel around her waist, then stood in
front of the mirrored doors and dried her hair. Now she
headed for the bottom drawer, reached in and pulled out
a different black half bra. It was of the under wire
type that gently pushed her breasts upward while
leaving her nipples exposed. Next came a silky pair of
black panties that were so transparent that they were
hardly there. These she slipped into while keeping the
towel around her waist. Then she again reached into the
bottom drawer and pulled out a pair of thigh high hose.

She dropped her towel and pulled the hose up her legs,
smoothed and straightened them, then stepped into a
pair of black four-inch heels. Again she posed in front
of the mirror, she touched her nipples and caressed
them as they stiffened and began to harden. As I waited
to see what blouse and skirt she would choose, I
couldn’t help but rub my cock. Now she opened her top
dresser drawer lifted some items and withdrew an ivory
colored vibrator. I was shocked! This was something I
had never seen before and didn’t even know that she
owned. She took the vibrator and placed it on the
bedstand.

My mind was racing, thinking that I might get
to watch her masturbate. Then it happened. Ding dong,
the doorbell rang! My heart was pounding! She pulled
out a short black silk robe from the closet, slipped
into it, and tied its sash around her waist. She headed
out of the bedroom to answer the front door. I took the
opportunity to catch my breath. For the next 10 or 15
minutes I could hear her talking in the living room
with a male companion. Then suddenly the voices were
getting closer, the bedroom door swung opened as Andrea
and her companion entered the room. Her robe was gone
and her male companion was shirtless. Her nipples that
peeked over the top edge of the lacy bra were very
erect and looked wet as if he had been sucking on them.

She told him to sit on the bed then stood in front of
him, pushed him backwards so that he was lying on the
bed while his feet were still on the floor. I
recognized him as Don, her lawyer. Andrea then leaned
forward and started to work on his belt buckle. She
unfastened the belt and worked the zipper down. His
hard cock sprung upward as it was released from its
confines. It was obvious that he wasn’t wearing
underwear. She grasped his pants and tugged them down
as he lifted his hips to allow them to slide down. Here
was my beautiful wife of five years, wearing only a
half bra, panties, and thigh high stockings and heels,
undressing her lawyer as he lay reclining on my bed. As
he lies there with his pants around his ankles, she
started to caress his hard cock with her fingertips.

His cock was huge, at least nine inches long and so
thick that she couldn’t get her fingers all the way
around it. The head was uncircumcised, large and purple
and a tiny drop of pre come appeared at the slit. I
knew Andrea liked the idea of an uncircumcised penis as
she had often asked me to have my own foreskin removed,
which I never did. He moaned softly as she continued to
caress his hard cock with her fingertips and nails. He
managed to kick off his pants and she surprised me by
leaning forward to softly lick the length of his cock
with the tip of her tongue. She licked at his balls
while she held his penis upright stroking it gently.

Then she looked up towards his face and said, “let’s
get this first one done and out of the way”. She gently
took the uncircumcised head into her mouth and stroked
his cock with one hand while cupping his balls in the
other. She forced her mouth down over this penis as far
as she could then lifted it off leaving a tiny string
of saliva connecting the head to her tongue. She gently
washed over the purple head with her tongue as she
continued to pump his hard cock. It was then that I
noticed her fingers probing below his bloated balls
searching for his anus. She lifted her finger to her
mouth, wet it with saliva and returned it to his anus.

As she pushed her slippery finger into the tight
opening, he drew his knees upward and moaned loudly.
Again I was utterly amazed at her wanton behavior. She
rubbed her exposed nipples over his thighs, continued
to pump his cock while lapping at the head and probing
his anus with her finger. Pausing for a moment she
looked up and said “come on, give me your sweet juice”.

I couldn’t believe she was asking for him to release
his load in her mouth. She always told me that the
thought of having cum in her mouth was disgusting. His
body stiffened and he said, “here it comes baby, take
it all”. She lifted her mouth off of the end of his cock
and with a few final strokes, he began to shoot a
powerful stream of sticky white cum into her waiting
open mouth. She lowered her mouth over the spurting cock
and held it there as he emptied his load into her
mouth. He came so much that she wasn’t able to contain
it all in her mouth and some ran down the length of his
penis and over her gripping fingers. As his orgasm
subsided she remained on the end of his cock then
lifted her head off of it and crawled up to kiss him
and I saw that she still had a mouth full of his cum
which she fed to him during the kiss. He avidly took
the cum then licked the drops that clung to her chin.
She licked the cum from her fingers while looking into
his eyes and smiling. She said “god how I love the
taste of your cum Don”. I couldn’t believe my ears or
what I had just witnessed. My darling wife who rarely
sucked my cock and would never ever let me cum in her
mouth is here telling this guy that she loves the taste
of his juice and shares it with him in a deep sexy
kiss.

Now Andrea got up, walked over to her purse, reached
in, took out a box of condoms, and tossed one to Don.
She undid the front closure of her bra and dropped it
to the floor. She walked over to the bed, breasts
jiggling, wearing just her tiny panties, black thigh
high hose, and high heels. As she reclined on the bed,
I noticed for the very first time that through the
almost transparent panties I did not detect the shadow
of her bush. Was it possible? For years I had tried to
convince her to shave her pubic hair with no success.

Had she done that now? And for him? It couldn’t be
possible. Don knelt before her and tenderly kissed her
thighs above the stocking tops and worked his way
slowly to her panties. She had both hands in his hair
guiding him to his final destination. Andrea loves to
receive oral sex and this occasion was certainly no
exception. I saw him lazily slide his tongue over her
pussy through the flimsy panties. As he teased her she
bucked her hips upward and dug her heels into the bed
in an effort to maintain contact with his teasing
tongue. Don hooked his fingers in the panties and
slowly tugged them down over her hips. He slid them
down her legs and off over the heels. As he did this I
had a clear view of Andreas cleanly shaven pubic area.

My God I thought, she was as smooth as a baby, not a
single hair anywhere to the seen and not even any
stubble. How would she possibly explain this to me
later as it certainly wasn’t something she could hide?
As Don turned to her he smiled and said “did you do it
just as I instructed?” Yes she replied, “I used the
Epilstop that you bought for me”. “Great, it won’t grow
back now for at least four months” he said. I was dying
to know how she was going to explain this to me when I
finally would see it. Don reached for the vibrator on
the bedside table, twisted the end, bringing it to life
with a low pitched hum and gently bringing it to my
wife’s bald pussy he placed the tip inside her opening
as he licked and nibbled at her swollen clitoris. As he
pushed it inside her, she let out a low guttural moan
of pleasure. Her fists clenched as he rolled his tongue
over her smooth hairless mound. Her heels dug into the
bed and she continued to moan in pleasure as he pushed
the vibrator deeply inside her now slick pussy. As he
continued I heard Andrea softly say “please Don, fuck
me now, please please do it” Don removed the vibrator,
and stood up. Andrea scooted up on the bed as Don
climbed over her. He fumbled with the condom package,
removed the condom from its wrapper, and then rolled it
over his nine-inch cock. She guided the rubber- covered
cock to her opening as she locked her legs around his
back, pulling him into her. Again she moaned softly as
the entire length of his penis slid into her. From my
position in the closet, I could see clearly that as he
pumped his shaft into her again and again she began
lubricating heavily and the white fluid accumulated
around her pussy opening and over his cock as he
continued to thrust in her. Her lubrication ran down
leaving a wet spot on the bed.

I was greatly relieved that he wore a condom. After
about 5 minutes he pulled out and laid on is back.
Andrea climbed on top of him facing him, reached under
her and guided his cock back inside. As she continued
to ride him he pulled on her nipples and occasionally
suckled them as she leaned forward giving him access to
her breasts. They continued fucking in this position
until I heard Andrea say “please Don I want you to cum
inside me”. She reached under her, hooked a fingernail
under the edge of the condom and as she lifted herself
from his cock, she pulled the condom along until it was
off. She quickly lowered herself then as his now bare
penis found it way inside her hairless pussy. Don said
“wait, we can’t do this, you might get pregnant”.
Andrea replied “I don’t care I just need to feel your
come shooting inside me”. I couldn’t believe my ears!

Here was my sweet wife asking her lawyer to fill up her
pussy with his cum. She continued asking him to shoot
off inside her as she pumped continuously on his rock
hard and now unprotected penis. She reached behind her
and fondled his balls as she fucked him. Don moaned
that he was about to come as she probed his anus with a
fingertip. Then it happened. — He came for what seemed
like many minutes as he fired load after load of juice
into my wife’s sweet pussy. They rested for a few
minutes then Andrea slowly lifted herself off of the
spent and softening penis. As she arose a flood of
their mixed juices dripped from her bare pussy. She
maneuvered herself astride his face and lowered her
leaking pussy to his mouth. Watching him lap his own
cum from her, blew me away. When he finished cleaning
her, she kissed him on the mouth tasting his cum for
herself. After a few minutes of small talk, they both
got up and she slid her panties back on. Don started to
get dressed to leave and Andrea walked him to the door
then returned and headed for the shower. I took this
opportunity to slip out of the closet and headed out
the back door. I returned at about 5:30 and pretended
nothing had happened. After an evening of television,
we headed to bed. My cock was hard all evening in
anticipation of making love to my wife and seeing her
smooth bald pussy up close. But it was not to be. She
wore her flannel pajamas and said she wasn’t feeling
well and only wanted to sleep.

Thursday was uneventful and I eagerly anticipated the
arrival of Friday. I awoke early Friday morning and
headed out just as I had on previous occasions only to
sneak back in the house before she awoke. I resumed my
hiding place while she was taking her morning shower
and awaited the activities to come. She came from the
bathroom into the bedroom as usual, stood in front of
the full- length mirror, dried herself, and admired her
nude body as she did. She reached for a small bottle of
baby oil and applied some to her smooth hairless mound
and slowly caressed it into her baby soft skin. I
noticed her slide her fingers into her pussy slit as
she watched herself in the mirror. After a moment or
two she proceeded to get dressed. From her bottom
dresser drawer she withdrew a white demi-bra, white
lace panties and a pair of white thigh high hose. The
bra was cut low enough to expose part of her nipples
and was nearly transparent. After putting on the
panties and hose she opened the closet and retrieved a
blouse and skirt and white four-inch heels. The blouse
and skirt were modest but showed her figure and legs
off in a sexy fashion. As she was finishing her makeup,
the doorbell right and she headed out to greet her
guest. As I listened to the conversation taking place
in the living room I was sure I heard two different
male voices. A few moments later she and Don entered
the bedroom accompanied by another male whom I didn’t
recognize. She told both men to sit on the bed, then
turned on the stereo and stood before the two men and
slowly started to dance for them. Both men watched in
fascination as my wife started a sexy strip tease. I
was floored by what was unfolding before my eyes. She
slowly removed her blouse and skirt and pranced in her
bra, panties, hose, and high heels in front of these
two men. My own cock was rock hard as I stroked myself
while watching the show from my hiding place.

Andrea then said, “do you like? Come on, show me your
appreciation”. Both men unzipped their pants, withdrew
their hard cocks, and started to masturbate. Andrea
continued her display and gingerly traced her fingers
over her nipples then continued touching herself and
ran her fingers over her body and then over her pussy
through the little panties. The sheer white stockings
had stretchy lace tops that she pulled up a little
while extending her leg to the bedside. She repeated
the action with the other leg as the men watched
intently. Now she slowly started to remove her bra by
unhooking the front closure but leaving the soft cups
of the bra still partially covering her breasts.

As she moved, the bra fell away giving the two men an
unhampered view of my wife’s beautiful firm B cup
breasts and hard nipples. . Her nipples were fully
erect as she rolled them between her thumb an index
finger and I noticed a damp spot on her panties at the
crotch. Both don and his friend had now removed their
pants and were sitting on the bed masturbating Next she
pulled her little panties down a little in the front
showing the man that I didn’t know that there was
nothing but smooth skin there. His eyes widened as he
realized that she had no pubic hair, only baby soft
smooth skin that was untanned. As the top of the
panties reached the top of her slit, she dipped a
finger down and stroked the slippery wet slot of her
pussy then withdrew her glistening finger and brought
it to her mouth. She then grasped the string sides of
the panties and tugged them upward forcing the narrow
crotch of the panties between her pussy lips. Both men
moaned and continued to stroke their cocks. Andrea
approached Don, leaned over to take his hard penis into
her mouth, with one hand reached over to the other man,
and caressed his penis while licking gently over Don’s
hard cock. Up to this point I was so entranced by my
wife that I hadn’t noticed that Don’s pubic hair was
gone! He had apparently shaved his cock and balls at
Andrea’s insistence and now she enjoyed licking his
hairless balls and cock. She softly took his hairless
scrotum into her mouth and washed her tongue over it.

She gently pulled his swollen testicles into her mouth
and softly sucked on them. Then she traced her wet
tongue up the shaft to the swollen purple head and
tasted the drop of pre cum that formed at the tip. She
captured his penis in her mouth and lowered her mouth
as far as possible over the throbbing member. She
continued to masturbate the other man’s hard cock while
continuing to work on Don with her mouth. After sucking
Don’s cock for a short while she stood up and said, “I
really want to try what we talked about this morning”.

Don replied “are you sure?” She said, “I never have
done it that way before so please be gentle”. Don laid
back on the bed as Andrea removed her panties and
climbed over him. She tore open a condom package, removed
the condom and slowly rolled it down over the
hard cock she held in her tiny hands. She lifted her
hips, aimed the rubber-covered penis at her opening,
inserted his hard cock into her wet pussy, and lowered
herself down. His huge penis slowly penetrated her
tight but well lubricated hairless pussy. She moaned in
pleasure as his cock buried itself inside her tunnel.

The second man positioned himself behind my wife and
squirted some baby oil on his cock and on Andrea’s tiny
pink anus. My God! Never in our 5 years of marriage had
she ever talked about anal sex and had never even let
me touch her anus during sex. Now she was about to be
fucked in the ass by someone I didn’t know while
fucking Don at the same time. ” Jerry please go
slowly,” she said to the man behind her. Jerry placed
the head of his penis to her anus and gently pushed
until it entered a short way. I noticed that Jerry
wasn’t using a condom and the idea of him sliding his
bare penis into her anus without protection made my own
cock throb and twitch. His penis was slim but long and
curved slightly upward. Andrea let out a soft moan as
he continued to push the length of his cock into her
ass. She began to roll her hips in rhythm with the two
thrusting men and was obviously close to orgasm in just
a few minutes. Jerry was caressing her breasts from
behind her while don was rubbing her exposed clitoris
from the front. As she climaxed she dug her nails into
Don’s chest and screamed “I’m cuming”. As she said this
both men started to cum as well. I couldn’t believe it
but she let Jerry unload all of his cum in her ass
while Don was filling his condom in her sweet pussy
with his hot load. After resting a moment, Andrea
lifted herself up off of her lover while Jerry withdrew
his softening cock from her ass. She removed the cum
filled condom from Don’s penis, laid back on the bed
and emptied the contents of the condom onto her smooth
pussy mound. The cum ran over her pussy and down into
her waiting opening. Don immediately positioned himself
between her legs and started to lick her bald pussy and
lap his own cum as it ran down to her opening. She held
his head to her crotch as he kissed and licked her
sensitive clitoris and Jerry started to nurse on her
hard nipples as don continued to clean the juices from
her pussy. She said, “that was the most intense orgasm
I have ever had”. I couldn’t believe what I had just
witnessed. Never in my wildest dreams could I imagine
such a scene. Sometime during the show, I shot by own
load against the closet door.

A short while later Jerry left while my wife and Don
remained lounging on the bed. She seemed fascinated by
Don’s hairless pubic area and was constantly touching
and caressing his smooth skin, cock and balls. She
found herself nuzzling and kissing the smooth skin
where the hair had been removed. His cock seemed even
larger than before because he was totally hairless. As
she continued to play with his cock he asked her if she
had given any thought to what they had spoken about
yesterday on the phone. She said “yes I have, and I
think I might like to try it but I’m not sure if
Margaret will want to in front of you.” He said “let’s
call her now and see if she wants to come over”. Andrea
hesitated a minute then reached for the bedside phone
and dialed Margaret’s number. I heard Andrea say, “do
you want to? He is here now and we really want you
to”….. “OK see you in a bit”. Apparently Margaret,
Andrea’s best friend was on her way over. Margaret is
about 5 foot 2 inches tall, has long blond hair, green
eyes and weighs about 100 pounds. She is 17 years old
and has a perfect little body with cute firm breasts
and pointy nipples. This I know from watching her at
the pool in her bikini. Don got up and got dressed.

Andrea headed into the bathroom to freshen up and he
went to the living room. She returned to the bedroom to
get dressed, pulled on the little white panties and
bra, straightened her stockings and slipped on a short
white satin robe and headed out of the room. I thought
to myself, this should be good. How was this going to
work? Was Margaret coming to watch? Or was Andrea going
to watch Don and Margaret? Would they share him? I
waited patiently for what was about to unfold.

Within 15 minutes the doorbell rang and I heard the
three of them talking in the adjacent room. Then the
bedroom door opened Margaret, Andrea, and Don walked
in. My wife told Don to sit in the chair opposite the
bed. She and Margaret stood in front of him, looked
into each others eyes and slowly brought their faces
close together and gently kissed each other on the
lips. Holy shit! My wife is going to give him a show
with this teenage vixen! My wife tangled her fingers
into Margaret’s long blond hair and pulled her close as
she kissed her passionately. I saw their tongues dance
in each other’s mouth as Don looked on. My own cock
grew extremely hard as I also watched the show.

Apparently, this was not the first time my wife had
kissed Margaret because I heard her whisper softly that
she really missed Margaret’s sweet kisses. Don was now
rubbing his cock through his pants as the two girls
continue to kiss passionately. Margaret then slipped her
hands into my wife’s satin robe, pulled it open,
and slid it off her shoulders. Andrea worked at the
buttons of Margaret’s blouse until it was fully opened.

From my vantagepoint, I could see that Margaret wasn’t
wearing a bra under her blouse. Andrea slid her hands
inside the open blouse and gently cupped Margaret’s
firm breasts and rolled the nipples between her
fingers. Margaret moaned into my wife’s open mouth in
response. Andrea then turned Margaret around to face
Don and stood behind her while sliding the blouse off
of her shoulders. She reached around in front to
continue to play with Margaret’s beautiful breasts now
fully exposed to Don. Next she reached for the zipper
at the back of Margaret’s skirt, pulled it down and
slowly allowed the skirt to slip down Margaret’s trim
thighs. As the skirt slipped lower and more skin was
exposed it was obvious that Margaret wasn’t wearing
panties. She gingerly stepped from the skirt leaving it
in a rumpled pile on the floor. Her body was just
perfect, she had a small tight ass, her skin was
scattered with freckles and her breasts bobbed gently
as she moved. Her nipples were a light pink and very
small in diameter but stuck out a full half inch as
they erected under the caresses of my wife’s hands.

As Margaret pirouetted in front of Don, I noticed that
Margaret’s bush was just as blond as the hair on her
head. It was neatly trimmed into a tiny sliver that
ended above her slit. From there down, her beautiful
pussy was smooth and hairless and was obviously wet, as
I was able to see shiny slick spots on her inner
thighs. Andrea then removed her own skimpy bra and slid
her own panties down over her hips, down her trim legs
to the floor then stepped from then and tossed them to
Don. He brought the damp panties to his face and
inhaled the scent of my wife’s pussy that lingered in
them. Margaret saw my wife’s now hairless mound and
said “oh my God! I love it Annie! She lowered herself
to her knees and leaned forward to touch her tongue to
my wife’s smooth hairless mound. Andrea tangled her
fingers into Margaret’s hair and held her face to her
pussy as Margaret continued to lap at her opening and
clit.

By now Don had completely removed his pants and
was stroking his hard member. Margaret stood up and
Andrea began to suckle her erect pink nipples, then
traced a lazy path with the tip of her tongue down
Margaret’s tummy to her naval. There she hesitated a
few moments while she licked inside Margaret’s belly
button. Margaret pushed my wife’s head lower and Andrea
started licking at the smooth baby soft, hairless outer
lips of Margaret’s cunt. I knew she found her clitoris
when Margaret began to tremble. After a few minutes the
girls walked over to the bed and motioned for Don to
follow. Margaret stretched out on her back, breathing
heavily while Andrea knelt beside her and drew a hard
pink nipple to her mouth while pushing her fingers into
Margaret’s dripping pussy. Now my wife kissed and
licked lower to Margaret’s tummy dragging her long hair
owner her abdomen as she went. When she reached the
tiny blond tuft of hair, she captured some between her
lips and tugged gently on them. Then her tongue
slithered out to tease Margaret’s tiny hardened
clitoris that was exposed between the soft hairless
outer lips of her pussy. Margaret bucked her hips
upward in response. Her body was quivering and shaking
as my beautiful wife continued to lick the now slippery
wet folds of skin before her. Andrea then whispered
something to Margaret and Margaret replied “OK but only
if he uses a rubber”. Andrea motioned for Don to come
over to the bed. Don positioned himself between
Margaret’s wide spread legs as my wife rolled a condom
carefully over his throbbing cock. As Don moved
forward, Andrea held his rubber covered penis and aimed
it at Margaret’s now slippery pussy. Andrea licked her
clitoris as Don’s hard cock entered the tight opening.

Don started thrusting into the little blonde girl as
Andrea crawled behind Don and started licking his shaft
as it slid effortlessly into Margaret. Here was my wife
licking the juice of her little blond friend as it ran
from her pussy while her own boyfriend fucked her best
friend. Margaret came with the violent tremor and
Andrea placed a fingertip to Don’s anus and pushed
gently. Almost immediately Don said that he was about
to cum and I watched as she withdrew his quivering
cock, slid a fingernail under the edge of the condom
and stripped it down and off the end and reinserted it
into Margaret’s opening. Margaret was unaware that she
was about to receive Don’s hot load of semen into her
waiting pussy. As Don started to spurt Andrea partially
withdrew his squirting penis and directed the jets of
white hot cum into and over Margaret’s bald cunny.

My wife quickly lapped up his sticky white juice leaving
little evidence of what Don had done. Andrea wasn’t
through yet though, she hadn’t had her orgasm yet. She
lay back on the bed while Margaret crawled between her
legs and started licking my wife’s bald pussy. Within
minutes Andrea, started quivering and shaking as she
neared her own climax. Margaret inserted two fingers
into my wife’s slippery wet pussy and another finger
into her anus. Andrea shuddered, her body stiffened and
a low guttural moan escaped her lips as she achieved a
gut wrenching orgasm. So this is what these two girls
must be doing while spending so much time together.

They have been friends for years, were nearly
inseparable, and constantly hung out together. I envied
Don and knew that someday I would figure out how to
share these two goddesses for myself just as he had.

Later that evening while eating dinner with my wife I
asked her how her day went and she said ” just another
boring day”.. I smiled to myself and wondered what an
exciting day would be like. Friday night my wife went
to bed early and I sat on the couch and masturbated
while thinking of the day’s activities. In the morning
Andrea got up early and was in the shower so I opened
the bathroom door and spoke to her through the shower
curtain while shaving. I told her that I was going to
fuck her brains out when she got done and begged her to
hurry. She told me to go back to bed and wait and that
she had a surprise for me that I was sure to enjoy.

I followed her instructions and lay in bed, stroking my
cock thinking about her surprise that I already knew
about. her hairless smooth pussy. My cock was rock hard
as I waited for her to come from the shower. She
emerged from the shower with a towel around her,
covering herself from my view. She stood by the bed and
tossed the towel to the floor revealing her nude body
to me. I gazed at her beautiful body and hairless,
smooth pussy. She said, “I hope you like it, I did it
just for you”.

I knew better but said nothing as I pulled her to the
bed and spent at least an hour kissing and licking
every inch of her sexy body. When I licked softly over
her anus, she surprised me by raising her ass upward
to meet my tongue. As I swirled my tongue over her
anus and probed inside it gently with my wet tongue
tip she moaned her approval.

She asked me to lie on my back and she straddled my face
and lowered herself to my waiting tongue. She rocked
her clit against my nose quite forcefully as I probed
her slippery lips and forced my tongue inside her as
far as I could. As she continued rocking her pleasure
nub against my nose, I probed her anus with a single
finger and then she started to cum and flood my mouth
with her sweet juices. She collapsed on the bed from
the intensity of her orgasm. After a few moments to
recover, she realized that I hadn’t cum yet and turned
her attentions to my rock hard cock. As she caressed it
she took it in her mouth and sucked softly. I got up
the nerve to ask her if she would like my pubic area
hairless like hers. She got very excited and said
“really? Would you do that for me”?

I said, “would you like to shave me”?

Now she got very excited and begged me to allow her
to remove my pubic hair. She took my hand and led
me to the bathroom, turned on the shower, grabbed
a jar and took me into the shower with her. She
proceeded to apply her Epilstop crème to my pubic area
and balls as well as my ass crack all the way to my
anus. She covered my chest as well then had me wait for
ten minutes. Then she rinsed me off and I looked down
to see my hairless cock and balls. Everywhere she
applied the crème the hair was gone. We got out of the
shower and she gently toweled me dry and then sprayed
something over the areas where the hair was removed and
said this will keep it from coming back. She was
totally taken by my new look and couldn’t keep her
hands from touching the bald smooth areas.

She was like a kid with a new toy, she kissed and
nuzzled and licked my bare balls and penis and pubic
area. She couldn’t seem get enough of it. My 7″ cock
looked much larger without all the hair but it still
didn’t measure up to Don’s monster cock.

We fucked like rabbits for the next hour on the bath-
room floor and like usual I pulled out and shot my
load on her tummy. Unlike the usual tonight I did
ifferent though. I ran my fingers through the blobs
of hot sticky cum on her tummy then licked my fingers.

I swear that as I did this she had her third orgasm
of the night. She quivered with excitement and took
some of the juice I deposited on her tummy with her
own fingers and sensuously licked her fingers clean
too. I might have unleashed a tiger or at least a
nympho. We headed to bed and slept like babies.

Sunday was uneventful and Monday I had to spend
the day at the office. While I was at work, my wife
called me and said she was going out to dinner and
drinks with some girlfriends and asked if I minded.

I told her no problem but immediately figured she had a
date with Don for dinner. I left work at my regular
time and Andrea had dinner waiting for me. As I ate,
she headed to the bedroom to get ready for her ‘nite
out with the girls’. While she was in the shower I
slipped into my hiding place and waited for her so I
could watch her get ready. She entered the bedroom
completely nude and stood before the full- length
mirror and admired her body. She took some baby powder,
dusted her self lightly, and rubbed some over her
hairless pussy mound. I fully expected her to head for
her sexy underwear drawer but instead she opened the
closet and removes a shiny blue sleeveless silk top
that had spaghetti straps and low cut arm holes and was
very low cut in the front as well. She pulled it over
her head and down over her braless breasts.

This was sexy!

She turned to look at herself in the mirror and I
noticed that you could look right in the armholes and
see most of her breasts if viewed from the correct
angle. The material was so thin it conformed to her
hard nipples and draped over her tits revealing their
full round shape. She grabbed a tiny red G-String from
her bottom drawer, stepped into it, and pulled the
little triangle of satin and strings up over her hips.

She adjusted the front panel and allowed the rear
ribbon like string to settle in the crack of her ass.
Next she reached into the back of her closet and pulled
out a knee length, black leather skirt that had snaps
that ran up the front from the hem to her waist. She
stepped into the soft supple leather skirt, closed it
around her waist and snapped it all the way down. She
posed in front of the mirror then bent to undo a few
snaps. The skirt opened to a point just below her pussy
and she again studied herself in the mirror. Now she
sat on the bed, crossed her legs, closed a few snaps
then opened all but the top one. She uncrossed her legs
and her little red G-String was clearly visible and
accessible. Satisfied with her look, she stood up
re-snapped the skirt to the bottom and stepped into a
pair of heels. She headed back to the bathroom and I
made my escape back to the kitchen. A few moments later
she appeared in the kitchen with a wearing a blazer
that hid the revealing blouse from my eyes. She kissed
me goodbye, said “don’t wait up” and left the house.

It was already dark outside and I watched as she got in
her car and headed south on the highway. I followed
close behind in my own car, determined to see where she
went. She pulled into a popular nightspot in town that
always had a DJ and dancing. I waited in the parking
lot a little while after she entered the nightclub.

Cautiously I entered the club being careful not to let
her spot me. There in a far dim corner she sat at a
table with Don. It was one of those small round tables
that were quite high with bar stools around it. She had
already shed her blazer and sat talking and flirting
with her lover. I had a good view of her legs under the
table and noticed that she still had the skirt snapped
all the way down. After they had a few drinks, they
headed to the dance floor for a slow number. She held
him close as he nuzzled her neck and I saw him gently
hold her ass while they danced. After a few dances,
they headed back to their table and Andrea grabbed her
bag and excused herself to the ladies room. I took this
opportunity to move closer and found a spot nearby
where I could see and hear them with little chance of
being seen myself. My sexy wife returned and It was
only a matter of minutes before I noticed his hand on
her thigh, and saw her bend to unsnap the skirt a
little to allow his hand access to her bare thigh about
half way up I saw him continue to caress her tan legs
and was sure he had slid his hand up far enough to
touch her panties and maybe even get is fingers under
the tiny red wisp of satin she wore. As they drank and
talked her hand found its way to his lap and was
caressing his hard cock through the outside of his
slacks. After an hour of this game, they again danced
one dance and she again headed to the ladies room.

When she returned I was amazed to see that she had
rotated the skirt so the snaps were in line with one
leg instead of the front and it was completely unsnap-
ped except for the top one at her waist. As she walked
across the dance floor to her table, brief glimpses of
bare tan skin was exposed all the way to the waist with
each step as her leg passed through the open slit in
the skirt. Her breasts bobbed saucily under the thin
silk blouse and her nipples were rock hard and clearly
visible as sharp points under the silk. My God — What
a tease! When she returned she sat next to Don and
whispered something in his ear. He held out his hand
and Andrea handed him something. He took a moment and
studied what he held in his hand when we both realized
it was the little red satin g- String she had been
wearing. He quickly palmed the bit of cloth and held it
to his nose as he inhaled her fragrance then quickly
stuffed it in his pocket. Within a few minutes Don took
my wife’s hand and headed for the exit. I followed
behind at a safe distance. As they walked through the
dark parking lot towards her car, I could see Don
caressing her though the slit in her skirt. They both
walked to her car and I headed to mine in order to
follow them. I waited for them to leave but noticed
that they were in fact just sitting in the car talking.

After few minutes they both got out of the car and got
in the back seat. I cautiously crept toward them and
found myself with a perfect view of them in the back
seat. My wife was sitting on Dons lap, facing him
apparently having sex. As I crept closer, I could see
that her blouse was off and she was nude above the
waist. Her skirt was pulled up as she sat on his lap
and her exposed breasts bobbed as she rode him. My wife
continued to amaze me with her boldness. I watched them
fuck for a while but it wasn’t long before my wife
climbed off him and I saw her sit next to him and lower
her head to his lap while apparently finishing him off
or cleaning him off. A short wile later they both
emerged from the car. And I was dumfounded to see that
as he pressed her against the door of the car, she
dangled her blouse from her fingers as she held him in
her arms. Standing against the car while Don leaned
against her and kissed her, nude from the waist up!

I almost came in my pants as I witnessed this. Though it
was dark, there was enough light from the street lamps
to see her bare skin and rounded breasts as she broke
the kiss and slowly pull the silky blouse back over her
head in an obvious attempt to continue to tease Don.

Now I headed back to the house to await her arrival.

She got home an hour after I did and I was waiting up
for her. As soon as she got in the house, she headed to
the master bathroom to take a shower. I stopped her,
held her in my arms, and kissed her passionately. She
said, ” wait till I get out of the shower doll”. I
said, “no, forget the shower” and took her to the
bedroom. She pleaded with me to allow her to take her
shower first and I insisted on not letting her, knowing
full well why she wanted to clean up first. As I
removed her blazer, she resisted a little but then
allowed me to remove it. Her blue silk blouse was
revealed to my eyes and I saw that her nipples were
hard under the blouse. I slid my hands under it and
pulled it up over her head as she raised her arms to
assist me. Now I was fully aroused and I think she was
getting excited as well. Next I started to unsnap the
skirt and tugged it down over her hips. She had
apparently not gotten her panties back from Don, as she
was nude under her skirt. I said “oh, you bad little
girl! You lost your panties!” I slid my fingers to her
bare smooth pussy and gently allowed my finger to slide
between her lips. My fingers met with a huge amount of
slippery fluid and I knew that she was full of Dons
cum. I pushed her to the floor, crawled between her
legs and started to lap his cum from her pussy. The
more I lapped at her opening the more thick, salty,
hot; fluid ran from her opening. I eagerly drank the
fluid and looked up at her and said, “you will have to
come home more often with somebody’s cum inside you”!

This was a beginning of our new style of open marriage.
Andrea couldn’t believe that I wasn’t upset with her. I
told her that it was exciting for me to know that she
was fucking someone and I would allow her to continue
so long as she told me everything and let me share in
her pleasure.

This had stayed a fantasy/role plaything that we both enjoyed during sex and it stayed a fantasy until our holiday in Tenerife this summer.

Judy is a stunning 35 yr old strawberry blonde, lovely legs and a nice pair of 36C tits, she basically has all the curves in all the right places, we have been married for 14 yrs, still have a very good sex life and we still love each other as we did when we first met.

We took the chance of 10 days without the kids as their respective grandparents took them to Disneyland for a treat, we got to retreat to the sun of Las Americas.

For the first week we just chilled by the pool had a few drinks and then a nice evening meal. I had got into the habit of going for a walk about 2pm to get a British newspaper and sneak in a quiet beer or two, leaving Judy sunbathing by the pool.

On returning from my walk mid way through our second week I returned to find Judy chatting to three middle aged guys from south England, they had pulled their loungers around Judy and introduced themselves as Brian, George and Tom.

They were all in there fifties, but looked in reasonable shape for their age, George especially was a well built man, good looking and he knew it as he came across as a very confident man.

After my introduction the guys explained they were from the larger sister hotel to ours and had wandered over to see the facilities at ours, saw my lovely wife by herself and decided to keep her company. They proceeded to buy us a round of drinks and then we chatted away the rest of the afternoon.

Judy had made no effort to cover herself up and the fact that my lovely wife was inches away from these three strangers wearing only a small pair of bikini bottoms and her lovely tits gleaming with oil was making my mind whirl and my cock stir.

On several occasions I caught the guys looking her over and smirking to each other, obviously thinking how much they would enjoy giving my wife one. Their company was good however and we had a good laugh with them telling us stories of their exploits chasing the ladies during their holidays.

That evening when Judy and myself were changing to go out I teased her about the guys drooling over her, she laughed it off but I could tell by the tone of her reply she knew it to be true and she had enjoyed their attention.

This went on for the next few days, I would return from my daily jaunt and the three would be there surrounding Judy, she even had allowed Tom the oldest of the three to rub lotion on her back when I was not there, something he enjoyed telling me, he was testing my reaction and when I just shrugged my shoulders he winked at me and stated that ” he would give a months wages to rub oil on her lovely big tits” Judy playfully slapped his leg and told him not to be crude but I knew he was serious and the guys had serious ambitions about fucking my wife.
Further days of flirting passed and then on our last full day Brian, George and Tom invited us out for the evening at their hotel.

There was a band playing at the hotel and the plan was to have a meal and then fun on the dance floor, all paid for by them of course.

As Judy and I changed to go out I told her that the guys were basically randy old buggers and would probably have a go at feeling her up, she just winked at me and said it was what I had always wanted any way so she might let them have a little fun and play along for a while.

I watched as she slipped on a stunningly simple white dress that clung to her curves and the smallest of white panties, my cock was throbbing just watching her change, a pair of strapped high heels went on and then my tanned wife stood in front of me looking absolutely stunning, I knew the three guys were going to be gob smacked when they saw her later that night.

Sure enough when we met the guys in their hotel lounge they all whistled in appreciation of how my wife looked, they thought she looked stunning and they were right.

After a lovely meal, during which time Judy had been the total focus of the men’s attention, we took a table close to the large dance floor where the evening entertainment was taking place.

The band kicked off and instantly Judy was on the floor, not with me but basically the guys were taking turns dancing with her, when one was with her on the floor the other two would be watching her, telling me how lucky I was to have a wife that looked as good as her. To be honest, the relaxing effect of the evening’s wine and hearing older me go on about Judy was making me feel really good about the way the night was going.

All too soon the band finished up and the evening was gone, George then stated that he had a few bottles of wine in his room and asked if we wanted to go up for another drink with them.

To my surprise, Judy, who by now was slightly tipsy agreed instantly.

In the room, which turned out to be superb by anyone’s standards, Judy was manoeuvred so she sat in-between Brian and Tom. The two quickly started testing how far she was going to let them go, the flirting on the dance floor was innocent enough, but now they had a hand each high up her thighs and Tom was trying to slip her dress straps down her arms, Judy quickly slapped him away and told him to behave, but her protests were not too strong and the men knew it.

George set up the drinks and then put on some music on his own CD player.

He asked me if I minded him dancing a slow dance with Judy, as he asked he winked at me, I said it was ok with me as long as she wanted, he smirked and said ” oh yes she wants it”. He got Judy up and slowly they danced, this well built old man was letting his hands wander over my wife’s lovely body, she put up a slight resistance at first, if his hands wandered too far she would move them back to above her waist, however his persistence paid off and after a few minutes his large hands were cupping her buttocks.

Watching this had my mind in a whirl, I had fantasised about watching Judy with another for years, but now at this point I knew there was a strong possibility of the fantasy becoming reality.

As another slow song started Tom moved up behind Judy, George was still holding her tightly close to him, she gasped as she felt Toms hands start to wander over her backside, then both men pulled the small thin dress straps down her arms.

If Judy was going to stop this then it was at this point she would have, but no, I watched as my wife visibly gave in to the men. They sensed this too and her small white dress was pulled down to the floor.

Judy tried to cover up her lovely breasts, but the men were having none of this, her arms were moved away and then George bent down to take one of her erect nipples in his mouth as Tom peeled down her panties and started to lick the base of her spine down to her arse.

Brian was busy removing his own clothes at this point and then George lifted my now naked wife onto the large dining table in the middle of the room.

She gasped as her back hit the coolness of the table surface and gasped again as George spread her legs and went to work on her pussy with her tongue.

Brian and Tom moved over her and started to suckle on a nipple each, Judy started to moan in absolute pleasure as they worked on her lovely body.

My wife looked like a porn star her tanned body lying spread on the table, her white heels still on and these three men enjoying every part of her with their mouths and hands.

George turned round to me and smirked ” your pretty wife has been cockteasing us all week and now she is going to get a good hard fucking”. I nodded in agreement, she had been cockteasing and now she was going to get fucked by three almost strangers and all I wanted to do was watch.

It was only a few minutes before Judy’s body was writhing on the table, she convulsed as her first orgasm swept through her body, the men knew she was theirs now, they had her so hot she was reaching out to stroke Tom and Brian’s hard cocks.

George moved away from her pussy and Brian took his place between her legs, he slid her to then end of the table and slid his cock inside her soaking pussy, Judy let out a loud moan as his cock slid home. George was now naked, he stroked his cock as his friend thrust away at Judy, he turned round to me and asked “will she enjoy taking this”, his cock was enormous, it was in proportion to the rest of his large body, at least ten inches and really thick. “We’re going to fuck this lovely wife of yours all night” he smirked again and then presented his cock to Judy’s mouth. She moved her head around and then slowly moved her lips over the head of his cock.

Brian started pumping harder as Judy moved her mouth around to reach his friends cock, the sight of her sucking his friend must have pushed him over the edge as he cried out as he pumped his seed into my wife.

Tom now moved around and took Brian’s place. Judy had never experienced a second cock fucking her so soon after the first and as he slid his length in she moaned again as another orgasm swept through her. She was so turned on she was telling him to fuck her harder as she lifted her legs high around his arms.

My lovely wife was now being fucked hard by a fifty-year-old man as another had his large cock all over her face and Brian who had just fucked her placed her hand around his spent cock trying to get her to stroke him hard again.

Tom fucked Judy hard and fast and then came inside her with a quickening of his thrusts. Judy who was now aware of the size of Georges cock looked over at me with glazed eyes as George pulled her off the table onto his waiting cock as he sat on one of the dining chairs.

She slowly lowered herself onto his manhood; her back to me, she was in complete ecstasy at this point, being filled like never before. George was telling her to ride his cock telling her she was his little slut, Judy was just moaning out yes to every obscenity he sputtered out, she rode his large cock like a woman possessed for a good ten minutes and then with a loud scream just wilted in his arms as he tensed and filled her with his seed.

I by this time has stripped and had came twice already over my own hands, watching your wife being fucked like that is the most amazing mixture of emotions a man can feel, excitement, jealousy and lust all rolled into one.

Judy climbed off Georges now wilted cock and came over to me; she slumped into my arms and said she was sorry. I gave her a passionate kiss and told her not to be silly, I said its one off that no one else will ever know about and that it was the most erotic thing I had ever experienced.

Tom and Brian were not too keen on letting the fun finish at that as they both lifted Judy up and walked her through to the bedroom, George handed me a drink and thanked me for letting him and his friends fuck, what he called a fucking beautiful woman.

As both George and myself walked through to catch up on Judy, the sight that greeted us was nothing short of amazing, my lovely wife was on all fours being fucked from behind by Brian as Tom was fucking her mouth.

She was in heaven again, and as the two finished with her George climbed behind her placing his hard cock inside her well lubricated pussy again as I offered her mouth my cock for the first time that night.

She took the two of us without hesitation and quickly made me cum in her lovely warm mouth as George filled her up with more of his seed.

By the time we left the room Judy had been fucked probably seven times and had either sucked or stroked several more loads of cum from all of us.

We never saw the guys again as we left for home the next day.

It is something that we will probable never do again, but it is an experience that we will never forget and any time we want a horny evening at home remembering our last holiday definitely helps.