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Fuck My Wife

By: avocado



Her nubile body heaved under his weight in a momentous orgasm, her teeth sinking into his flesh as he pressed her harder against the tarmac ground, thrusting a last few times inside her, his face a grimace of ecstasy; and then stillness. Their mutual panting suffused only by the realisation of the cold air around their exposed flesh. Matthew grunted and slid himself out of her, watching as his cock, now flaccid, was dripping with cum and her lips dragging along his shaft, as though clasping it still, yielded to the withdrawal oozing their mixture of juices out of her body. He smiled lopsidedly, only then glancing back up at Ann. Keeping eye contact he quickly shoved two finger back inside her, making her gasp with shock and scooped out some of the sticky fluid, pressing one finger inside his own mouth and one into hers which she had no time to reject.

He stood up, zipped up his trousers and looked down at her, lying on the ground still like a crash victim, her long brunette hair swept to one side, her back dress pushed down below her petite breasts, and up, exposing her delicately shaved pussy. Her eyes searched him in vulnerability, so he said his usual line he found himself often repeating to her 

"Well you enjoyed that didn't you?."

A smile glanced over her face, one hand squeezing her left breast, the other rested on her mound of hair and a slow moan of affirmation escaped her mouth. 

"Good, now get up, you look like a whore spread open like that." Ann scrambled to her feet, her dress concealing her crotch, he squeezed her breast a final time before repositioning the top half. That's what you are isn't it? A dirty little whore," he grasped her to him with his arm round her buttocks, pressing her legs together, 

"Can you feel me Ann? Can you feel me trickling down your legs?" another sweet little blip of affirmation, 

" His hand slid around, a finger resting on her anus, "would you like me to? Do you want me to force you up against that wall, part your cheeks and plunge all my seven inches up you tight little ass? Would you scream? Would it hurt you? It would, and you'd like that, you'd squirm away from me begging me to stop as I fuck you, getting harder with each thrust and you'd beg. Would you like to beg Ann as I slip myself up into your tight slender body, penetrating you, violating you, until I cum, spreading my juices over your ass as a reminder, would you like that?"

Her eyes were gleaming now, her nipples hard against her dress, He slipped his fingers higher and could feel the moistness of a new passion, the stale dregs of the last subliming down her legs. He grunted. He knew he could not satisfy her a second time.

They went back to the party, grinning at the irony of the trendy cosmopolitan crowd picking at hors d'œuvres and sipping fine wines, knowing part of him was covering that sluts body as she made small talk with lawyers.

Watching her drift between the cliques, smiling and making inane banter with inane guests he noticed one of the caterers watching her as avidly as he had been. His eyes were hungry, his mind only half on his job. He could understand it. She was a tall woman with soft brown eyes, her body whilst not perfect or proportioned diffused unknown sexuality into the air. Her tallness accentuated this, and to guess, one would think she were the dominant partner, but they were at their best, he'd be retraining her with his superior strength, she would be open bare, and usually naked to his clothed body, her whole self begging to be abused, defiled, her vulnerability was pleading to be abused. She was truly delicious. 

He sauntered over to the table and to look one would think he was engaging in banter with the young caterer, that is until the look of shock struck his face. The two separated, Matthew picking a guest to talk to with a good view of the door, the young man took trays into the kitchen, returning. Matthew heard part of his questions

"Excuse me ma'am is your name Ann Jacobs....... You must have dropped your bag as we have found a bank card that we would just like you to verify. Come with me please." Matthew grinned at the pun, probably accidental. He made idle conversation for a minute or so and followed them out into their ground floor bedroom. He laughed out loud. He was sat on a chair wide eyed; she was straddling him, her dress covering everything. He knew his wife too well, she took control unless it was forced out of her – it was only then she would enjoy sex. In mock fury he strode up to the fucking couple and yanked her hair pulling her back and off the boy. He started making excuses on deaf ears as Matthew pulled out another chair, threw her onto the back of it and lifted her skirt. 

"You want to fuck her?" The boy made affirmative and shocked noises "Well fuck her then!" He roared "Take that twenty-one year old cock and shove it up the tight ass of my wife. She wants you to, don't you darling"

"YES!" He was shocked by her passion, but then again he had never forced another man to fuck her, and up the ass to, this was a treat, he held back till she was good before giving her that pleasure. He knelt on the seat of the chair, pulling up her face and seeing only glee in it. The youth was still staring at her bare ass but a fiery glare from Matthew made him hesitate no longer. His cock was lubricated with her cum still and while Matthew held her from the other end, he jabbed it into her.

"Oh god..its fat, he's got a fat one, Matthew, it's hurting me.." 

"Do you want him to stop" 

"no oh no don't let him please I beg you," 

"what do you want honey"

"I want him to impale me up to the hilt, again and again, I want him to cum all over me." 

"Good" Matthew gripped hard onto her as the boy pumped and pumped, his eyes were glazed with the intense passion and pressure to perform, his whole body was his dick, it was the only thing that existed for him. Matthew looked down at the intrusion into his wife's body. It was fat indeed, disappearing and reappearing up inside her body, the boy gripped her cheeks then and he could tell he was close to orgasm, he was pushing them apart in opposite directions, staring down at his own cock fuck another man's wife. Matthew felt hot and sweaty, he wanted to be the one violating his wife, making her moan the wild way she was doing now, but in another sense he enjoyed watching her receive and give please to another man. He stepped back to watch, their bodies stretching apart from each other and colliding with a slap of flesh, again and again. She started to writhe and he was going through the feeling of orgasm in his own mind, she lay still, as the boy carried on pounding her. He knew she enjoyed this, the knowledge that this pleasure was purely his and the sensitivity of post orgasm hurt her for his pleasure. 

He walked closer, his cock now slathered in her cum. He bent down between her legs and smiled to himself. He balled his hand into a fist and shoved it into her. At first it didn't fit, but then with help of his other had he slid his knuckles and then slowly the whole fist inside her. She let out a sob of pain but told the youth to keep shoving it in as hard as he could. The warm tightness round his fist was amazing, her juices surrounding his whole hand. He could not move it but to have it there was enough, inside her prone, immobilised body. A shout from above indicated the caterer had finished, he had withdrawn, just before, his sloppy mess coating her ass. In one quick jerk he removed his fist and she flopped down, onto the floor, her legs wide, her hair in total disarray. She was smiling. A grim wider than he'd ever seem before coated her face. To finish the game he told the boy to leave and then left her, there, dishevelled to pick herself up, so she could enjoy the feeling of total abuse. 

Fuck My Wife



"Are you SERIOUS?" Kate asked, incredulous.

 "Very," I answered, my cock tingling, heart pounding.

 "You really want to watch while another man fucks me? Or MEN???" she continued.

 "It would just be sport fucking, Kate. Nothing more. Just something incredibly exciting for us to do together."

 "And then what? You would want to fuck some other slut? Is that it?" she continued.

 "Why would anyone married to you EVER want to fuck another woman, my love? You are the kind of woman I've dreamed of living with for my entire life, and now that I have you, do you really think I'd want sex with any other woman?" I asked, meaning it.

 I stared at her for a moment, taking in her beautiful, snappy brown eyes, incredible tits... 36C, perky, firm, upright... and then let my gaze sweep over the rest of her petite frame. At 5'2" tall and 125 pounds, with the most perfect legs I've ever seen, my wife is a walking centerfold, and it was exactly because of this that I wanted to see her with other men. I love pornography... masturbate to it every chance I get... and to see my very own wife being fucked by another man, or sucking him, or watching as he comes on her face, as I do each time we have sex... well... that would be an enormous thrill for me. And one more thing... I've been known to enjoy the sexual pleasure that can only be derived from sex with another man. Mutual masturbation, oral sex... facials. I've often said that had I been born a woman I would have become one of the biggest sluts in history, and it is precisely because I've enjoyed the kind of nasty, deviate sex one can experience by sucking another man's balls while he comes on my face that I also wanted to bring another man into our bed with us.

 "I don't understand you?" Kate said. "I thought what we'd fantasized about when we're fucking was just that... fantasies. Now you tell me you want to turn them into reality?"

 "Yes. I do. And why not? The kids are all out of the house, living on their own. We both love nasty sex... and porno... what's stopping us, darling? What's preventing us from merely taking that next step... what's preventing us from sharing our bed... and bodies... with another man?" I asked, reaching down to fondle myself now. 

 We were in the bedroom. Kate had just come home from work, and had removed her blouse and skirt. Standing in front of me attired in only a pair of her sexy Victoria's Secret panties, with those magnificent naked tits on display for me, firm belly accentuating them, tight ass begging to be licked and kissed... I wanted her, and I wanted other men to have her as well, to envy me for what I get to fuck whenever I want her.

 "You've had threesomes before, Kate. You told me how much you loved them. Why not with me? Why not do it again?" I asked.

 "You're really serious," she said, staring at me intently.

 "Yes," I said quietly. "Why not?" I added, moving into her arms, hugging her, feeling her breasts pressing into my chest.

 "I don't know about this...." she said, wavering. "I suppose it could be fun, under the right conditions. If you're sure you could handle it."

 "Does this look like I could handle it?" I asked, placing her hand on my hardening cock.

 "Hmm... meaty cock... just the way I love it," she said, her brown eyes shining with growing excitement.

 "Sit down, darling," I said, leading her to the edge of the bed. Dropping to my knees I tugged on her panties. "Lift up," I said.

 "I'm dirty. I've been sweating all day," she said, but did as I asked.

 I edged her panties down over her knees, then off. As I spread her legs her incredibly erotic essence filled my nostrils, and I leaned between her thighs, inhaling deeply. "God I love your scent," I breathed.

 "You're sick," she grinned, lying back onto the bed, feeling my breath on her thighs. 

 "Yes. As are you, my slut wife. And soon another man will be doing this to you," I said, leaning into her, my tongue sliding through her wet pussy, tasting her salty sweet-sour flavor. I buried my face in her there then, wallowing in cunt, tongue fucking her as her moans began.

 "Oh fuck that feels good," she moaned. 

 She was very wet, and when I slid two fingers into her cunt I removed my mouth from her for a moment and said, "He's fucking you now, baby. Another man has his cock into you. Tell him. Tell him to fuck you," I coaxed.

 "Fuck me. FUCK ME!" she groaned.

 "There are more of them waiting to fuck you, too, my slut. More cocks. Do you want them?"

 "Yes! God yes. More... more cocks... I want more cocks," she gasped, pumping her wet cunt against my fingers, my mouth on her clit, licking, sucking.

 I was hard then, and moved up to her pussy, sliding into her with no resistance. "Taste yourself," I said, wiping my fingers across her lips. "Suck it... suck your cunt juice," I commanded, knowing this was something she didn't enjoy... unless she was hot, and she was hot now... very hot. 

 Opening her mouth she took my slick fingers inside, her tongue licking her juice from them, tasting herself. "God you're a slut," I groaned, fucking her slowly. "Letting all those other men fuck you. You love it, don't you, slut? You love cock."

 "YESSS!" she hissed. "God yes! I love fucking... anyone... more cock. I want more cock. Anybody. Bring them to me. Make them fuck your slut wife," she moaned, close to coming now. 

 "I'm going to come," I said. "Where do you want it?" I asked, knowing the answer.

 "On my face!!! Give it to me. Drench me!" she gasped.

 Quickly I crawled up to her face, straddling her neck. Immediately she began to lick my balls as I masturbated. "Yeah, slut. Lick my balls. Suck them. Lower. GO LOWER!" I shouted, moving forward, feeling her tongue washing over that sensitive spot just behind my balls, between them and my asshole. God it felt good, but I wanted more.

 "Do you want my cum?" I gurgled, my fingers sliding up and down my cock.

 "Yethhh!" she mumbled.

 "Earn it," I said, sliding further over her face, feeling her tongue between my ass cheeks... feeling it sliding over my asshole, then probing me there. Heaven. Paradise. The best.

 "Oh FUCK here it comes," I screamed, quickly sliding back over her face so I could coat it with my sperm. I erupted then, shooting gob after gob of hot cum all over her beautiful face. A huge spurt landed across her nose and cheek, then another coated her lips. She stuck out her tongue then, moaning, giving me a clear target for the next blast which landed where she wanted it... inside her mouth. She chewed the cum then, before swallowing it, then moaned, turning her head back and forth under my cock as I rested it on her face, spewing cum on both cheeks, pushing it all over her. 

 Finally I stopped coming. Her face was a mess. Cum everywhere, running down her cheeks... messy... sloppy... slutty. Just the way I loved her, and just the way she loved to be as well. God how I love my slut wife.

 "When they fuck you there will be more cum, baby," I said softly.

 "Hmmm... lucky me," she sighed, wiping some of the cum from her cheeks into her mouth, smacking her lips as she ate it.

 She had not come yet, so I moved her further up on the bed, then lay between her legs, fingering and eating her until her orgasm finally rocked her body. She lay there, exhausted, as I went into the bathroom to get a hot washcloth to clean her. 

 Returning to her, I washed her face for her, kissed her, then lay on the bed, exhausted myself.

Kate got up and went to the bathroom. Listening to her peeing I lay there thinking how much I love this slut wife of mine... how she understands my perverse desire to see her fucked by other men.

 Later, after rising from a nap, I told her I was serious about sharing her. We discussed it, and when she realized I was sincere, she told me she would do it. That night I began my quest to find another man for us, posting my wife's photos on several web sites, and even before I'd signed off to go to bed responses began coming in.



We decided to begin our foray into group sex by selecting a stranger, not anyone we knew. My posts had indicated we were seeking a bisexual man for a threesome, and it was surprisingly easy to find any number of eager participants willing to join us. Since it really didn't matter much to me who we selected, I asked Kate to make the final decision. The man she chose was much younger than we were. Both Kate and I are in our late-50's, although both of us are in great shape. She still wears a size 6 dress, and her full, 36C tits sit proudly on her petite, 120 pound body. I'm taller at 6'1" and carry a little more weight, at 208, than I should, but I'm still in pretty good shape so I was sure our new sexual partner wouldn't be disappointed.

 As it turned out, he wasn't. His name was Tyler, although he asked us to call him Ty. Kate selected him, she said, because he was young... only 26... and single. She didn't want to have to potentially deal with a jealous wife, and she didn't want anyone near our age. Her reasoning was that a young stud would be more than willing to simply fuck us rather than seeking a "relationship" with us, and I agreed with her.

 We met Ty at a motel bar midway between his town and ours. He was nice looking... 5'9" or so, rather slightly built, and attractive enough. He said he'd lost his virginity years earlier, and said he'd been fairly unlucky finding women. Rather shy, I sensed it probably had been hard for him to find women.

 "Well you're in luck tonight, my young friend," I said as we finished our drink. "Did you get us a room?" He said he had, and quickly agreed when I suggested we pay our bill and go to the room and fuck.

 On the elevator I unbuttoned Kate's blouse. She was wearing a black lace bra, and when all the buttons were unfastened I pulled the blouse out of the waist of her skirt and turned her body toward Ty.

 "You like?" I asked him.

 "HELL yes!" he grinned, his cheeks flushed as he gazed at my wife's beautiful breasts.

 "Touch them," I said, and he did, his eyes filled with lust. Standing behind Kate, I whispered into her ear... "Are you wet?" 

 "Yes!" she hissed just as the elevator stopped at our floor. The doors opened and another couple was waiting there as we exited the car. The man stared at Kate's brazen appearance and I noticed her trembling with excitement.

 "It's okay. She's my wife and he's a good friend. We're going to his room for a threesome. Exciting, huh?" I said casually.

 "Well I never...." the woman huffed, as her husband just stood there starting at Kate with an envious expression on his face, watching as we walked down the hall toward Ty's room until the guy's wife jerked his arm, pulling him into the elevator with her.

 In the room Ty put out the Do Not Disturb sign, came inside, and locked the door. He was clearly excited, and I told him to undress. Charmingly, his face turned red, but he did as I asked as Kate and I watched. When he was naked, I told him to fondle himself while I undressed my wife and myself. I removed Kate's blouse, then her bra, exhibiting her magnificent naked breasts to Ty. His cock immediately grew rock hard, and when I took off her skirt, revealing a black lace garter belt, black stockings, and black see-through panties, revealing her nearly naked and very wet pussy I thought Ty might come.

 "Okay, stop playing with it, Ty," I said, quickly undressing myself. Then I removed Kate's panties and led her to the bed. I turned down the covers and blankets, then crawled onto the bed, sitting up, my back against the headboard, legs spread.

 "Crawl between my legs, darling. Suck me," I told Kate and of course she did it.

 "Look at these, Ty," I said, reaching down, cupping my slut wife's tits in my hands. Do you like them?"

 "God yes!" he said, his voice cracking.

 "And look at her cunt, Ty. She shaved it for you. See how wet she it?"

 "Oh yes!" he moaned, almost crying he was so excited.

 "Bring her your cock, Ty... rub it over her clit... rub it across her wetness... then PUSH IT INTO HER."

 Of course he did as I'd asked, and when his cock slid inside my gorgeous slut wife's cunt she raised up and looked up, her eyes filled with lust.

 "Oh God!" she moaned, leaning down, guiding my cock into her mouth again. 

 "Fuck her, Ty. Slide your young, hard cock inside her pussy and fuck her until you come in her," I encourage, my voice revealing my obvious excitement.

 "Ohhh... she's so beautiful!" the young man moaned as he moved in and out of my slut wife's perfect, spread cunt lips. Kate lifted her pussy to meet him, and in one long, slow motion Ty pushed as deeply as he could into my wife's cunt. I felt my own cock twinge as I watched him fucking Kate, my hands covering her breasts, fondling her, kissing her neck.

 "He's fucking you, darling... my beautiful, nasty slut wife. And you are a slut, aren't you, Kate. Look at you... lying here like a cheap whore, letting another man fuck you while you suck your husband cock. Shame on you," I teased.

 "Yes, I am a slut... I'm your whore, Robert. Is this what you wanted... to see your slut wife getting FUCKED by another man?"

 "Yes!" I hissed. "And when he comes in your pussy I'm going to come in our mouth, Kate," I said, my cock hard now, her lips sliding back down my shaft, spit drooling out of the corners of her mouth and onto my balls.

 "Ohhh! I... I'm going to... to COMEEEEEEEEEEE!" Ty suddenly grunted, thrusting forward, burying his cock in Kate's pussy as his cock unloaded his hot sperm inside my wife. 

 "Oh God Robert... he's coming in meeeeee!" Kate groaned, reaching down to rub her clit, masturbating furiously just in time to come along with our young fucker.

 "Hmmm, you fucking whore... you nasty slut... letting another man come in your cunt. God you're a slut, Kate," I gasped. "AND I LOVE IT!!!" And then I was unloading my own sperm, splashing it all over her face, coating her with my cum, exciting her further, intensifying her orgasm.

 "Yesssssssss... I ammmmmmm... I'm your slut... your whore!" she cried out as Ty saw what I was doing, pumping a few more gobs of cum into her cunt, finally collapsing on her back.

 "God that was exciting to watch, darling," I said, my heart pounding in my chest. "I loved it, Kate. "

 "You're so fucking bad, my love," she grinned up at me, the excitement still there in her eyes.

 "Hmmm," I moaned, leaning down, kissing her messy face. Nasty. Hot. Exciting. I was in Heaven, and as the thought of what we were doing washed over me amazingly I felt my cock swelling again.

 "HMMM FUCKKKKKK!" I moaned. Ty had let his cock slid out of Kate's pussy, and I rolled her over onto her back then immediately went down on her. Her fragrance was rank, and somehow that only added to my excitement. 

 I at my slut wife's wet cunt for a few moments, until my cock was hard enough to slide inside her. Then I moved up and slid it into her sloppy pussy. Ty was masturbating as he watched us, and I told him to feed her his cock, which of course he did immediately. 

 Kate was close to coming again now, and I told her to rub her clit while I fucked her and she sucked Ty's cock. Of course she did that right away and I could feel her fingers down there, between us, moving in a steady up and down motion over her wet clit.

 "Oh FUCK yes! Fuck me... Fuck my cunt... FUCK MY MOUTHHHHHH!" she screamed. Then, as she often does when extremely excited, I felt her release a small squirt of her cum over my cock driving us both crazy.

 "On my face!" Kate said then, gazing up at Ty, her eyes wild, filled with sexual hunger. Ty moaning that he was going to come then, and as I watched the first spurt landed on Kate's lips, then more cum rained down on my wife as I continued to fuck her, leaning down across her back, watching from close range as spurts of Ty's cum landed on my hot wife's face. Kate took his cock then and pulled it closer to us until it was pressed against her lips. She fondled his balls then, and another huge gob of cum shot out of Ty's cock and all over her lips. Finally Kate drained him, and he gasped, forcing her to release him, laughing, telling us we were killing him.

 We showered together then, and before Ty left I asked him if he had any friends like himself... nice guys who weren't aggressive... young men who just wanted to have a good time with a hot couple. He said he knew of two other men like himself... men who would love to fuck a woman like Kate. I looked at my wife, smiled, and said, "When can you arrange it. I think my wife is ready for a gang bang, don't you, darling?"

 Kate merely stared at me for a moment, a sexy twinkle in her eyes, and a smirk on her face. Finally, still looking at me, she said, "Yes, Ty. I think fucking a group of men would be delightful. Arrange it and call us and tell us where and when to meet you and this slut wife will be more than happy to allow you and your friends to use me any way you please." Ty was giddy with delight, promising us he'd do just that as we bid him good night. 

 On the way home I asked Kate if she was serious. "Would you really let a group of men fuck you, darling?" 

 "Would you go along with it?" she replied.

 "I'd love it," I said, meaning it, feeling a tingling in my cock.

 "Then yes, I'd go along with it, and I'd love it, too. What woman wouldn't want to lie on a bed like a greedy bitch while a group of men pleasured her. Of course I'd love that, darling. Anytime... anywhere."

 And so began our journey into perversion. We love sex, and if you're reading this story, so do you. Wonderful, isn't it.



Fuck My Wife For Me



For years I was stuck in a sexless marriage, or rather a marriage in which I had little, if any, sex with my wife. Over the years she gained weight, lost interest in sex, and found pleasure in women's club activities, cocktail parties, and anything social. What I craved was a wife who loved sex as much as myself... someone attractive, with a great body, who placed a very high priority on sex rather than a low one.

After bouts with depression, and the help of a good therapist, I finally managed to fight my way through a contentious divorce and gained my freedom. It was then when I met my current wife, Susan, and the way we met was most interesting. 

For years I've written porn for magazines including Penthouse Variations, Penthouse Forum, and a stream of other "adult" publications. My fantasies became the basis for my many masturbation sessions, and from time to time I put these fantasies down on paper. I also spent hours at adult movie theaters, where, in the absence of sex at home, I began to engage in mutual masturbation and oral sex acts with other horny, desperate men like myself, although I never allowed anyone to come in my mouth. I may be horny, but I'm not suicidal!

My life changed the day I received an email from my current wife. In those days she was going through a similar kind of marriage to my own... married to a businessman more consumed by his career than her, she was in a sexless relationship as well. She said my writing excited her, and allowed her the kind of sexual release only masturbation accompanied by strong fantasies can provide. I wrote back, one thing led to another, and soon we were having phone sex together. Eventually we met, spending a week together at a beach resort where she provided me with the best sex I've ever had for seven glorious days.

While at the beach she did wonderfully erotic things to and with me. She sucked my cock on the beach while three teenage girls looked on from a distance, walking by us on the beach, staring at us in amazement as my then lover continued sucking me, excited by the fact we were being watched. On another occasion I dressed her in a thin pair of jersey shorts and a thin cotton tank top with no underwear and made her go into the ocean with me far enough to soak her skimpy outfit. When we returned to our beach blanket, I had her lie on her back, her breasts, nipples, and cunt hair clearly visible beneath her clothing. She pretended to doze while several people walked by, some stopping to stare openly at my nearly naked and very beautiful lover. Susan has 36C breasts, a slender size 6 frame, and perfect legs, and my cock became as hard as a rock as I watched others watching her.

We both knew then that someday we would share our bed with another man. Susan had told me about the time she engaged in a couple of threesomes with an old boyfriend and his roommate. Her lover and her had just made love and were lying on the floor in front of the fireplace when her lover's roommate came home. Susan covered up, momentarily, until, stimulated by the wine they'd consumed earlier, she simply let the blanket fall from her naked breasts, exposing them to her lover's roommate. 

From there it was only a matter of time before she had her lover's cock in her mouth while his roommate fucked her. They all came together, and shortly afterward she sucked off the roommate while her lover fucked her. A week later they repeated the scene. This time Susan knew what she'd be doing that evening when she dressed for her threesome. She said that she wore a pair of sexy black lace stockings, lace bikini panties, a black lace garter belt, and no bra. She said on the way over to her lover's apartment she was so hot her panties were soaked before she walked in the door. Once inside, after a glass of wine or two, she slowly stripped for her two lovers, and watched, masturbating slowly, as they joined her in disrobing. When they were all naked she took turns sucking each cock until they were both rock hard, when she lay on their bed and told her to fuck her.

On another occasion she had gone to a swing club with her former husband. They'd separated during the evening, and she found herself dancing with a stranger. Leaning against him, she felt his hard dick pressing against her pussy, and as he groped her ass she told him she wanted to suck his cock right there in the club. Sex on premises was not allowed, but she said she was so horny she just had to have this guy's cock in her mouth.

He danced her over to a dark corner of the club, took out her naked breasts and fondled them, then asked if she was serious... did she really want to suck his cock.

"What do you think?" she asked, kneeling in front of him. As she unzipped his trousers a woman and two men drifted over to them, watching as she took out the man's cock. As the trio watched, Susan began sucking the cock which she said was "massive." The man continued fondling her breasts, and the woman took out the cocks of the two guys with her, masturbating them as they fondled her, all of them watching my Susan sucking off the stranger. When he finally began to come, she took his cock out of her mouth and sprayed her face and naked tits with his cum. She said it made her so hot she would have "fucked every guy in that club that night if she could have."

Is it any wonder, then, that now that we're married we continue to fantasize about other men fucking her while I watch? She knows of my experiences at the adult theaters, and that I've engaged in mutual masturbation with other men, including sucking off several until they, too, came on MY face, just as the man in the swing club had done on Susan. She knows how hot that can make one feel... "like a true slut" as she describes it... and she is as anxious as I am to bring another man into our bed with us, adding that she can't wait to see me "helping me suck a big cock before it fucks me."

It was under these circumstances that we met Jack, another Mr. Double writer who enjoys voyeurism. We began exchanging thoughts on wives who fuck other men while their husbands watch, and it became clear very early that both of us admired women who will do that for their husbands (and of course for themselves). Jack told me about his experiences with his first wife, a woman who loved to fuck, and I told him how much I'd love to see something like that with my current wife. 

As we continued to correspond, we discovered we both liked to vacation in Vegas. There is something about the atmosphere in that city that causes people to lose their inhibitions, and their slogan is true... what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. It was for that reason that my wife and I agree to travel to Vegas to gamble, do a little sunbathing, and hopefully fuck Jack.

We arrived at our hotel, the Monte Carlo, in the late afternoon. Jack, I knew, had already checked in, and as we'd agreed, Susan and I donned our swimsuits and headed for the pool to meet our new friend and potential sex partner. I had Susan wear her white Maillot suit, a slinky little piece of white shiny material from which I had cut out the lining. Dry, the suit revealed hints of aureoles and pussy hair, but I knew when it got wet it would be almost transparent. 

"You really expect me to wear this thing down to the pool? What if I want to go in? I'll look like a total slut, darling."

"Yes, I know," I grinned, my cock tingling as I envisioned the image of my beautiful wife's body on display for all to see. If things worked out as I hoped, I thought, perhaps Jack wouldn't be the only stud to fuck my lady that week.

Susan draped a towel over her shoulders, covering her breasts as we rode down to the pool area. Walking outside, we went immediately to the small, private lagoon pool area, away from the crowded wave pool and easy river ride. The lagoon pool is sheltered with tall palms and fake boulders, and it's secluded atmosphere tends to attract more couples than families. 

As soon as we walked under the arched boulder entrance to the pool I noticed a man smiling at us. We walked over to where he was reclining on a chaise lounge chair, and I said, "Jack?"

"Yes. Bill and Susan?"

"Right," I said, extending my hand. "Pleased to meet you." I felt my cock tingle just knowing this man's cock would be sliding in and out of my wife's pussy in just a few hours.

"And I'm pleased to meet YOU!" Jack smiled, taking in Susan's trim body. I noticed my wife's nipples hardening as she stared at Jack's crotch, and when I looked down I could see why. He was wearing a thin suit as well, and as I had, he also obviously had cut the lining out of his trunks. His cock began swelling as he stared at Susan and we both could see the outline of it in his thin trunks.

"Why don't we try the hot tub," I suggested. Susan dropped her towel on a chair next to Jack, and the three of us moved to the hot tub. When we entered the bubbling water the couple who was there before us were just getting out, leaving the three of us alone in the tub.

"You're beautiful," Jack said to Susan. "And very sexy."

"Thank you," my sweetie blushed. I had moved her between us, and when I gently bumped her closer to Jack he took my cue and moved directly next to her.

"Did you see his cock, baby?" I asked, reaching under the water to stroke her smooth thigh.

"Yes, of course," she sighed, closing her eyes as my fingers made contact with her cunt.

"Did you like it?" I asked.

"YES!" she hissed.

"Feel her, Jack. Feel her pussy," I said, my voice filled with lust.

"Hmm, nice smooth thighs," Jack said, his fingers touching mine near Susan's pussy. I spread her legs wider apart for him, and when I tugged at the material covering her crotch, pulling it aside for Jack's fingers, he moved higher, feeling my wife's naked cunt, touching her there, then sliding inside.

"Oh fuck!" Susan moaned, and I felt her reach down to fondle both our cocks.

"Take his dick out, baby," I said, and she did, fumbling for a moment to reach down into the waist of Jack's trunks.

"God he's hard," she moaned.

"Are you touching it?"

"Yes!" she hissed again.

"Is it hard?"

"Yes!"

"Sit on it. Fuck him, right here, baby," I said, looking around. There were two other couples in the lagoon area, perhaps some twenty yards or so away from us. Neither seemed to have noticed us... yet.

"Oh God, baby. Right out here?" Susan asked.

"Yes, baby. Right out here," I said. Reaching over, I tugged at the top of her suit, pulling it down, freeing her naked breasts. 

"Jesus!" Jack exclaimed, and as Susan rolled over onto him, I reached beneath them and guided his rock hard cock into her wet pussy.

"FUCK HER!" I groaned, feeling his cock disappearing inside my wife's pussy.

"Oh God!" Susan moaned, hugging Jack, leaning onto his shoulder. I saw her ass moving up and down as he fucked her, and in moments I watched as he gasped, pushed up, and filler her with his cum.

"Oh God baby he's coming inside meeeee," Susan moaned.

"Now me, baby. Slide on my dick!" I gasped. Moving off Jack, my wife climbed over on top of me and quickly positioned her cunt above my hard cock. I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye, and realized one of the couples was coming toward the hot tub. Somehow it excited me even more. I realized Susan couldn't see them coming, and as she slowly began to fuck me, moving up and down on my cock, the couple entered the pool and sat opposite us.

"Turn around, baby," I groaned, and she did it, sliding around on my cock, her naked breasts glistening from the water in the hot tub. Immediately she saw the other couple, and tried to cover up, but I held her hands at her sides and pumped up into her, driving my cock higher inside her sloppy cunt.

"Jesus Christ!" the guy said. "What a gorgeous slut!"

"Slut is right," the woman smirked. "Get a room, why don't ya," she snarled in a thick New York accent.

Instead Susan leaned back into me, exposing her naked tits for them as Jack fondled them. I felt myself ready to come, and quickly told Susan to get off me. She did, turning toward me as I stood, my rigid cock twitching, aimed at her face.

"DO IT! COME ON ME!" she gasped, and I did, my sperm shooting out the end of my dick to splash all over her face.

"Jesus Christ!" the guy moaned again, and when finally I was through coming, I wiped my cock across my wife's face, smearing my cum all over her. She giggled, then pulled up her top and wiped a hand across her face, licking it, tasting my cum as the couple and Jack watched.

"You are a fucking pig, lady," the woman exclaimed.

"Shut the fuck up, Mona. If you were half as sexy as her I'd buy you that yacht you've been nagging me for," the guy said. Laughing, Jack, Susan, and I got out of the hot tub and walked back to the chaise lounge where our towels were. We picked them up, toweled off, and walked toward the exit.

"Your room or mine?" Jack asked.

"Let's use ours," I suggested, and in moments we were riding up in the elevator. Susan's nipples and cunt hair was clearly on display beneath her thin wet, white suit, and as two guys stared at her in the elevator I noticed her nipples hardening again.

"Nice tits, huh?" I said, cupping one of them in my hand.

"Fuck yeah they're nice tits," one of the guys said.

"They look good naked, too. Check it out," I said, tugging down the material, exposing Susan's breasts again.

"Fuck!" the other guy said, staring at us as we reached our floor.

"We'll be here all week. Look for us downstairs near the hot tub. She's very friendly," I grinned, stepping off the elevator.

"What are you, my pimp now?" Susan scolded playfully.

"What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, baby," I said. "We may as well make the most of it while we're here."

I unlocked our hotel room door and the three of us went inside. I immediately removed my wet trunks, as did Jack. His cock was semi-erect again, and as we watched, Susan slowly rolled her suit down over her knees, then stepped out of it.

We moved to the king-size bed and lay Susan between us. I crawled between her legs, and noticed the creamy goo oozing out of her cunt. "You're still full, baby," I grinned, kissing her thighs.

"Then eat it," she said, her voice quivering with lust.

I did, placing my mouth directly over her opening, licking, then sucking the cum from her freshly fucked body. Raising my head momentarily, I told her to suck Jack's cock, and she did, opening her mouth, reaching for his balls, fondling them gently as he fed her his cock.

I resumed eating her again, marveling at the sweet taste of Jack's and my cum mingled with the delicious pussy juices of my wife's cunt. Jack moaned as Susan sucked his cock, and when he was hard, my wife looked at me, her eyes glazed with passion, and said, "Help me."

I crawled up her body, lying next to her, my arm around her as she offered me Jack's cock. Slowly I opened my mouth as he leaned forward, helping us to fulfill one of Susan's fantasies. She has long wanted to watch me sucking another cock, and now I was about to do it.

"Suck him, darling. Suck his cock!" she hissed, and I leaned forward and did it. Susan moved further down the bed, and as I sucked the thick hard dick, she moved under Jack and began licking his balls. I know how wonderful that feels, as I often masturbate over her face while she licks my balls, and just as it does for me, it excited Jack.

"Oh fuck that feels good!" he moaned, his eyes closed, cock slowly sliding in and out of my mouth, my tongue licking over the tip of his crowned cockhead.

"See how this feels," Susan gasped, crawling further under him. I knew what she was going to do, and when she parted his ass cheeks to begin licking him there he groaned again and thrust his cock deeper inside my mouth.

"Oh shit, she's licking my asshole," he gasped.

"HMMM!" I moaned, knowing how that feels as well.

We remained like that for a few more seconds. Then I pulled away from the hard cock and told Susan to come up next to me and lie on her back. She did as I asked, and as we both watched, Jack moved on top of her and slowly slid his cock back inside her cunt again. I knew this fuck would last longer, and as I watched, hugging my wife, feeling her tits, kissing her, another man fucked her... and I loved it as much as I knew I would.

"OH God, baby he's fucking me so good. I can feel his thick cock inside my pussy, baby. Is this what you wanted? Am I being a good slut wife for you?" Susan moaned.

"God yes, baby. I love it when you're a slut. And God you're a slut!"

"I know... and I... I love it, baby. I love fucking so much... I love cock... love it... love fucking!" she babbled, on fire now, ready to come.

"When you're ready, pull out and shoot it on our faces," I said to Jack, seeing his expression of lust growing more and more excited.

"Oh FUCK yeah!" he groaned, pulling out of Susan's cunt, moving up next to her head... next to mine as well.

"Do it! COME ON US!" Susan gasped, fondling his balls again as Jack furiously masturbated above our faces.

"OH GOD HERE IT COMESSSSS!" he wheezed, and suddenly a burst of sperm shot out of his cock to splash on our faces. Another gob of cum hit us then, and another... and another... and another... until finally his spurting stopped. Susan reached up and grasped the softening cock, bringing it to her face, to our faces, and as Jack grinned down at us she wiped the head of his cock across her face and mine, pushing the cum around on our lips and cheeks until finally she opened her mouth to lick the sticky residue from the cock's head. With a final smack she released it, then turned to me and kissed me, pushing some of Jack's cum into my mouth.

"God that was hot!" Jack moaned, falling to the bed next to Susan.

"And the week has only just begun," she sighed, closing her eyes, her scummy face glistening in the dim light coming from the window. I knew we'd have a lot more sex with Jack, and possibly with others as well during the week to come, and as I, too, drifted off to sleep I knew our fantasies were all going to be fulfilled that wonderful week in Vegas....



Fuck My Wife, Please



It wasn’t going as Walter’d imagined. His wife wasn’t supposed to kiss the black guy, tell him, “Fuck me like he can’t.” The black guy loving it, saying, “Fuck him. I’m gonna make sure you forget your husband.” In his head, it was always quiet, like a silent movie. But as he watched, crouching in the closet among his suit jackets and trousers, he wanted the movie to stop. It was his fantasy, not theirs.

He watched Victoria arching her back now, Trevor driving into her.

Walter looked for his golf clubs, thinking I’m gonna bash that nigger in the skull.

He dropped hints for months that he’d like to watch his wife fuck another man, preferably a black man. He’d ask her if something like that would turn her on. She’d say no, and smile like she was embarrassed. Finally he got her to admit that she had thought about it while masturbating. Walter admitted that he thought about it, too. Then he said, How about that black guy, the courier at your office? No, not him, she said. He’s too old. But a few days later Victoria says the black guy is coming to the house. He thinks Walter is away on business.

“What the fuck that?” Trevor said.

“Probably a rat or something,” Victoria said, not breaking her rhythm, grinding her hips into Trevor.

Trevor stopped. “Shit, someone’s in that closet.”

“Don’t worry, baby.” Squeezing her eyes shut, feeling it now.

“Someone’s in the closet and you ain’t worried?”

Trevor went to the closet. “Who the fuck in there?” He opened the door. Walter, in a ratty, powder blue robe, was squatting inside the closet, a leather jacket laying across the top of his head. Looked like he was gonna die of embarrassment.

“Who the fuck that?” Trevor said.

“My husband.”

“Your husband? What the fuck he doing in the closet?”

“Watching, I guess.”

“You guess, huh?” To Walter: “Get the fuck out the closet, man.”

Walter tried to stand up, but lost his balance and almost fell into the black man. Trevor grabbed him and yanked him out of the closet.

Walter stood beside the bed, looked at Victoria. She shrugged.

Trevor said, “So you were just watching, huh? What the fuck are you, one of those Internet homos, right? Jacking yourself in front of the computer and shit?”

Walter looked at Victoria again.

“Don’t be looking at her, motherfucker,” Trevor said. “I’m the one talking to your lame ass. You get this idea on your computer, didn’t you? Wanted the real shit now. Watch your wife fuck a nigger? Nigger-fucker-dot-com, shit?”

Walter struggled to say something, but could only manage “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Shut the fuck up, man.”

Walter noticed that Trevor’s cock was still rock hard. It wasn’t as big as Walter imagined, but still pretty big.

“I ought to snap your neck, asshole,” Trevor said. “What the fuck this all about?”

“Tre, please,” Victoria said.

“You can shut the fuck up, too.”

“Don’t you want to finish?”

She was on her hands and knees, sticking her skinny white ass up in the air, her long black hair falling over her shoulders.

Trevor laughed. “Shit, you two are freaks, ain’t you?”

Victoria said, “Walter, sit down over there,” pointing to the chair in front of her vanity.

“Fuck this, you want a show?” Trevor said to Walter. Then to Victoria: “What’s his name?”

“Walter.”

“You want a show, Walter? I’m gonna put on a show for you.”

He stood behind Victoria, held his cock inches from her ass, said, “Show time,” and slid inside her. He began rapping, “Face down, ass up. That’s the way I like to fuck.” Victoria went “oomph” as he penetrated her ass and she squeezed her eyes shut.

Trevor said, “You getting a good look, Walter?”

The fat pervert had his robe open. Shit, gut spilling out, white hair covering the man’s entire body. Man looked like a polar bear. Had his thing in his hand now, pulling it. Yeah, he was getting a good look alright.

Trevor went ball’s deep on the bitch, see if she could handle it. He felt some resistance at first – she gave another “oomph” – then she relaxed and he slid deeper inside. Girl had experience.

Victoria was pushing back. They had a rhythm going, Victoria sliding forward in synch with Trevor. She looked right at Walter, saying, “Fuck my ass. Fuck my ass.” Why the fuck white women tell you to do shit you already doing?

Trevor felt like he was about to cum, but he wasn’t ready. He stopped pumping the bitch. She kept going, though, pushing back on his cock. “Baby, shit, stop fucking me. I don’t wanna cum yet.” He pulled out and she made a little pouty sound, “Hhhmph.” Probably thought she was cute.

Trevor said, “Walter, stop whacking off. I want you to do somethin’ for me.”

The man looked up at Trevor like he never saw him before, said, “Huh?” Trevor walked over to the foot of the bed, his cock glistening and slick.

“Walter, you see this tattoo on my arm?” Trevor pointed to a shapeless blob on his right bicep. “I got this in prison, some armed robbery bullshit when I was a kid. It’s supposed to be a ’69 Mustang. Guy fucked it up.”

It looked like a map of Texas to Walter.

“You know what that time in prison taught me, Walter?”

Walter wasn’t sure he was supposed to answer that one; finally he just shook his head.

Trevor said, “It taught me how to deal with pussies like you, Walter. And I’ve dealt with plenty of pussies, you understand. Now get the fuck over here. This shit you ain’t get on the Internet. Shit, boy, I said get over here.”

Walter’s eye shifted to Victoria.

“I already told you about that shit, Walter. It’s just between me and you now.”

Walter stood up, closed his robe, the man’s eye roaming all over the room now, trying not to look at this naked black man with a prison tattoo standing in the middle of his bedroom.

“You ever suck cock?” Trevor said. “Ever take a big ol’ black cock in yo mouth?”

Walter shook his head.

“You in for a treat then.” Trevor grabbed his cock at the base and held it straight out. “Let’s give Vic a show. She been giving you one. Ain’t that sound fair?”

Walter said, “I’m not sucking your cock.”

“Oh, shit, the man speaks. Says he ain’t sucking cock. Now Vic here has sucked your cock, ain’t you?”

“Plenty of times,” she said.

“See that? ‘Plenty of times.’ If it good for her, it good for you. Vic here tells me she found some homo pics on that computer of yours. So I know you up for this shit.” Trevor wagged his cock up and down.

“I’m not a homosexual,” Walter said.

Trevor took a step toward Walter, lowered his chin. “Are you calling me a fag, Walter? You better not have called me a queer now.”

“I don’t believe I called you anything.”

Trevor swatted Walter across the cheek with an open hand, jerking Walter’s head to the side. All the man managed to say was “What the fuck?” in this little girl voice and then held his burning face.

“Bitch,” Trevor said. “Get on yo knees and get to work.”

Victoria said, “Walter, I think he means it.”

“Listen to your woman now.”

Walter slowly lowered a knee to the ground, still holding his face. Before he could get the other knee down, Trevor pushed him down. His cock dangling over Walter’s face. Walter broke out in a sweat, started shaking his head back and forth. Trevor grabbed Walter’s cock and pressed the head against his mouth. “Open your fucking mouth, Walter, and suck that bad boy or you won’t have any teeth left in that mouth of yours.”

Walter parted his lips. Trevor thrusted his hips forward. His cock slid into Walter’s mouth. He kept going till he felt Walter’s nose against his groin.

“I want to give you a full taste, you understand, since it’s your first time and all.”

Victoria moved to the foot of the bed. She watched Trevor grab Walter’s head, moving it up and down his shaft, like Walter was some kind of fuck doll. Trevor telling Walter to put some life into it or he was gonna break his neck. Soon Trevor took his hand off Walter’s head. Walter taking over, getting into it now. He reached up and started stroking Trevor’s balls. Amazing. Trevor was making little moaning noises. Walter’s hand moved up to the base of Trevor’s cock, stroking the shaft as he sucked and licked the head. Holy shit, her husband turned out to be a good cocksucker.

With his other hand, Walter reached into his robe, grabbing his own cock, stroking it. Both hands in rhythm now. 

Victoria couldn’t help herself any longer. She lifted her ass up off the bed, sliding a hand under her body and between her thighs. She had just gotten into a rhythm of her own when Trevor, without warning, pulled his cock out of Walter’s mouth and a stream of jizz exploded from the head of his penis, lashing across Walter’s face, leaving a trail from his forehead to his chin. There was a short pause, and then another and another stream shot out of Trevor’s cock, covering Walter’s stunned face with thick, white cum.

Trevor left Walter on his knees and lay next to Victoria. “Don’t he look better with a nigger’s cum on his face?”

Victoria was still fingering her pussy, said, “Tre, we never finished, you know.”

Trevor said, “Baby, relax. I’m just getting started. I haven’t even fucked your husband’s ass yet.”



Fuck My Wife, Please



I don't think I ever would have imagined this happening to me. I mean, I may have fantasized in some ways about it, but never did I think it would really truly happen. I definitely wasn't thinking of it as the four of us walked home casually from the bar after watching the game. It was the four of us – my friend Becca and her husband James, my wife Elizabeth, and I. We'd all been friends for years, but Becca and Elizabeth and I had been friends for the longest.

We were walking back to their house when it came up. We were talking about how we'd come across this website where you have to guess whether a name is a porn star name or a My Little Pony name. It sounds weird, I know, but it's actually pretty hilarious. Anyway, we had just finished laughing about some of the names we remembered when James brought it up.

"We were looking through the channel guide the other night and we found this show called 'Fuck My Wife, Please.' It's about men who like to watch as other men have sex with their wives."

His comment just sort of sat there in the air for a moment. None of us really knew what to say except to shrug it off and point out how weird some peoples' fetishes could be. But I guess even then I wondered why he'd brought it up.

I found out two days later.

I got a text on my phone from Becca. She was off work for a few days because most of the office staff were away on a conference, so she asked me to call her to chat. Having the day off myself, I did.

"Hey, Becca," I said as she answered.

"Hey, Steve." Her voice is one of a few distinct features about Becca. It's very high, very girlish. She's one of those girls who always had that high squeaky voice as a kid and it stayed that way. For some people that can be annoying, but for Becca it always seemed to convey a cuteness and innocence that fit her character.

"So, what's up? Having fun on your days off?"

"Yeah. You know. Just boring stuff, really. Shopping, getting laundry done, things like that. Actually, though, I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Sure, what's up?" I asked, curious.

"You remember the other day when James brought up that show that we saw?"

"Um, the 'Fuck My Wife' show?" I asked, a little confused.

"Yeah. Well, what he didn't say is that we've been watching it. We watched it that night, and since then we've been watching it online."

"Oh. Okay. Wow. So..."

"Well, James really likes it. He keeps talking about it, and he's been... oh gosh... I guess I can tell you this, right?"

Becca was nervous, I could tell. She and I had been friends for years and talked about a lot of things, but sex was one of those things that never really happened in polite conversation, even amongst friends. Plus, like I said, Becca is the epitome of the innocent girly girl. So, I was flabberghasted when she finally stammered out what came next.

"Okay," she sighed. "Well, the thing is that James has been thinking about it, and he wants to see someone else fu--.... have sex with me."

"Wow." I was floored. I think my jaw literally dropped at hearing that. "Wow. That's... are you okay with that? How did this come up?"

"Like I said, we watched the show. Whenever we watch it, James gets so excited..." I could tell she was nervous, and imagined her coveting her phone close to her ear as she chewed her lip. "He gets REALLY excited, and he has sex with me. We have sex on the couch or on the bed while the show is on. And we've been recording it, so we can replay it at other times of the day and do it again."

"Wow." I was speechless.

"So... anyway... James wants someone to fuck me. He wants to watch as another guy comes over and has sex with me in the bed. He won't stop talking about it. I told him that I'm not sure, but he said that I could pick who the guy was and he wouldn't care. He wants me to feel comfortable if we do this. So... I picked you."

Silence. I didn't know what to say or how to respond. Me? She picked me? Why?

"Why? Why do you want me to be the one?"

"Because, Steve, I know you. We've been friends for years, and I can't think of anyone else that I'd trust to do this with." I could hear her pleading, and her voice was quiet.

"Are you okay with this?" Now I was worried for her. Was this something that she really wanted, or just some sicko fantasy that James had and was trying to push off on her?

"Yeah," she said softly. Then louder, "Yeah. Yes. I want this. I've been thinking about it, and I do. As much as it seems weird, I get excited by it too. I mean, James and I haven't been this active in months. And, this really turns him on, and... it turns me on too. I want this."

"Wow..." I swallowed. "Okay." I flopped into the couch in our apartment, sighing and running my fingers through my hair. "What about Beth? I mean, I don't know if I feel comfortable cheating on my wife. Even if it is with a friend. And, what am I saying? It's with a friend! How am I ever going to look at you and James the same? This could change everything."

"I know, Steve. I know. But... please?" Pause. "I want you." Her voice was pleading, and the last three words had stirred even more my already rigid cock. As shocking and earth shaking as this conversation was, it wasn't an unwelcome one.

I'd fantasized about being with Becca before. Even imagined making love to her or fucking her when she was around or when I was with Elizabeth. It's almost impossible not to fantasize about her. The cute chubby girl in high school, Becca had turned into the drop dead gorgeous redhead after graduation.

She was short. 5'1" at best. Her size was only emphasized by the massive breasts she sported on her frame. A lot of times I know men exaggerate and fantasize about enormous boobs. But, whenever I fantasize or close my eyes, I imagine Becca's breasts. Perfectly round, big enough to stick out in all of her shirts, and out past the sides of her silhouette when you look at her straight on. I found one of her bras on the floor once, and quickly checked. 36DD. Huge breasts run in the family. Becca's younger sister Samantha had a breast reduction at 19. That was a sad day indeed.

In addition to her shapely frame, petite size, and girlishly cute voice, Becca was also the reddest redhead I'd ever known. Natural, orange locks contrasting against perfectly smooth, pale white skin. 

She was striking. And all the fantasies I'd entertained myself with in the past now came rushing back, and I found my hand slowly massaging my cock as I thought about what this would mean.

"Okay," I finally resolved. "When should we do this?"

"Tomorrow night," Becca said. "I know Elizabeth has to go out of town for that wedding she's in, and James has already taken off work for a few days. If you can make it, we want to do it tomorrow night. At our place."

I agreed, and things were set in motion. Tomorrow night at 6:00 p.m., I would arrive at Becca and James' house... and fuck my beautiful redheaded friend in bed as her husband watched.

* * *

I rang the doorbell at 5:55. I was early, and my hands and arms were shaking as I waited at the door. I heard some heavy footsteps come quickly, and then felt my eyes widen and my dick harden as Becca slowly opened the door.

She hadn't put on anything special per se. She was just in some jean shorts, white socks, and a grey t-shirt that was probably too tight to wear in public. I was drawn instantly to the bulges of her massive breasts, and felt myself groan inside as her rigid, erect nipples poked through the fabric.

I swallowed. "Um, hi."

She looked me directly in the eye. "Hi." She held out her hand and took mine, and together we shut the door behind us and walked toward the bedroom at the back of the house.

James was already there. Sitting in a chair at the far corner of the room, I could see that he was already in position for the show, and he had a video camera in hand.

"Wait," I stopped, pulling on Becca's hand to halt. "You didn't say you were going to film this."

"It's okay, Steve. It's just for us. Just for Jim and I. No one else will see it. I promise." She looked up at me with her big, green eyes, trying to reassure me. Then, without hesitation, she slowly stood on her tiptoes, wrapping her arms around my neck as she pulled me down to kiss her gently on the lips.

It's been a long time for me to feel so excited and tremble so much at just a kiss. It's been years since my last "first kiss" with someone. Those awkward moments when you move in, your body coiled with the anticipation and pent up sexual energy that's been building for hours, days, or months. Well, this had been building for years, and as soon as I felt Becca part my lips with her tongue and slip her small, gentle tongue inside my mouth, I felt myself grow hard and a wet spot of precum form in my pants.

Becca must have known, or I must have moaned, because she pressed into me without hesitation. Her small little body pressed against me, and I felt the bold, rigid rod of my cock press into her stomach.

We made out for what seemed like forever. I was slightly aware of the rest of the world outside of us, enough to know that James had turned on the camera and was fiddling with the buttons, filming us as we kissed. Finally, after long moments of tongue against tongue and soft shuddered moans, Becca lowered herself from my mouth and pulled me towards the bed.

Becca knew what to do next. She must have become aware, over the years of men eyeing her heaving cleavage and her selection of form fitting blouses and tops, that her breasts drove men wild. So as she stopped against the foot of the bed, she quickly lifted off her tight grey shirt, exposing the perfect smoothness of her ample breasts.

I will always remember the site of those beautiful, perfect mounds. They were gorgeous, and I almost didn't need Becca to take my hands and place them on her tits as she pulled me to kiss her again. For the first time in years I had my hands on breasts so big that I couldn't fit even half of them in my hand. They were soft, smooth, and slightly cool against my skin. My fingers and wrists trembled as I felt the hard, rigid tips of her nipples dig into the palms of my hands.

"Oh God," I moaned.

Becca responded by kissing me even more, letting her lips and tongue move from my mouth to explore and suck my neck. Her hands roaming over my shoulders and back before slowly coming around to lift my shirt up my chest. Her soft velvet tongue swirled over my own nipples, and I gasped as her wet tongue played with them coyly. I looked down at her into her gorgeous green eyes, and she pulled me farther with her as she lay down on the bed.

She lay on her back, her knees bent and her legs spread. Her tight jean shorts and her little white socks stood out against the bare, silky white skin of her stomach, chest, and breasts. I quietly started to undo and unzip my pants. Becca watched my crotch, waiting for the moment of reveal as I pulled down first my jeans, and then my boxers.

Becca moaned as my dick sprang free.

I stepped out of my shoes and pants and boxers, and then just as quietly took off my shirt. I stood naked, eyeing Rebecca on the bed, as she rubbed her pussy through her tight jean shorts.

"Talk dirty to her," I heard James interrupt.

"What?" I said, not looking at him but looking at Becca. Her eyes were half closed, and she was furiously rubbing herself through her shorts as James and I spoke.

"Talk dirty to her. Use her. Fuck her like she's yours."

Becca moaned, and we both looked at her as she gasped and her legs shuddered, her toes digging traction into the bed. Her pussy arched, and we knew she came. She was panting, and her hair was loosely covering her face as she tossed her head side to side, moaning as she tried to catch her breath.

"Do you want me to fuck you, Becca?" I asked tentatively.

"Oooh... yes. Please. Please, Steve. I want you to fuck me. God, I've wanted you to fuck me for so long. Fuck me now. Fuck me..." she moaned and squealed again.

Without hesitation now, and completely oblivious to the man in the room, her husband, and the handheld camera that he moved around, I grabbed Becca's shorts forcefully, pulling her down the bed so I could wrap her legs around mine. "Get up," I commanded.

Becca did as she was told. She sat up, and I slowly undid her jean shorts as she rubbed and massaged my butt and thighs.

"Suck my dick. I want to feel your hot little mouth suck me."

Becca looked up at me, smiling and chewing her lip, before slowly opening her mouth as she guided my dick into her mouth with her hand.

"Oooh... shit!" I groaned. I grabbed Becca by the back of the head and forced her down on my shaft. She choked and gasped a little, but quickly recovered as I used my hands to bob her head along my shaft.

"Yes, that's it. You're a good cocksucker. Do you like sucking another man's cock in front of your husband?"

Moan.

"Does it make you feel like a good little slut?"

Moan. Gasp.

"Yeah, I thought so. You want someone to fuck you hard like your husband doesn't. You want another man's dick inside you. You've been aching for it. Haven't you?"

Gasp. "Yes, Steve." She looked up at me eagerly. "I've been aching for your cock for years."

There was truth in her lust filled eyes. I wondered if James knew. But I didn't care. Clearly Becca wanted this. And I was finally going to get what I'd fantasized about for so, so long.

I pushed Becca forcefully onto her back on the bed. She smiled, rubbing her nipples with her fingers as I pulled her shorts and lace panties off and down. Then her socks, which dropped in little rolled up mounds onto the smattering of clothes on the floor. Becca's pussy was gorgeous too.

Shaved, it was small and perfectly puckered. It looked red and hungry between her legs, and I could see some wet glistening from where she had cum before.

I grabbed Becca by the sides and turned her over onto her stomach, pulling her onto her hands and knees at the edge of the bed. With a quick look at the camera to make sure that James was going to get a good view, I lined up my dick with Becca's pussy and grunted loudly as I shoved it inside.

Becca screamed out as I shoved my shaft all the way in. And I moaned luxuriously at the feel of her tight, tiny little pussy. Being so small, Becca's pussy was small too, and it strained to contain my now rigid and bulging cock. Her pussy was hot and wet too, and my dick slid easily in and out of her mound as I grabbed hold of her thighs, fucking her forcefully from behind.

"Oh! Oh God!" She mmph'ed and moaned as I fucked her furiously. Her tits bobbed and I could see that the harder I fucked her, the more covers were getting twisted and pulled on the bed. She was digging into the sheets and blankets for support, and I found that exciting.

My dick was raging now. It was throbbing and swollen, and I made a point of grinding it along her g-spot inside her pussy walls. After a few, long, teasing strokes where I nearly pulled my dick completely out of her before ramming it back inside, I reveled as Becca moaned again, "I'm cumming!"

Her pussy spasmed around my cock, and I savored the feel of flesh on flesh as her juices oozed, lubing my shaft even more.

Before her orgasm had completely subsided, I rammed her again, harder this time, and faster. She was moaning in shaky, broken moans, as I rocked her body. I fucked her fiercely, reaching up with a hand to grab her shoulder, pulling her harder onto me as we moved. When she came again, I didn't give her time to recover.

Her body was shaking, and I could feel it trembling as I pulled my dick out of her and told her to suck my dick again.

I watched with pleasure as she moved slowly and off balance, her legs shaking and her body panting as she sat back down at the foot of the bed. As she got in position, I slapped her face with my cock, making her bob after it, trying to catch it with her mouth. Finally, I took hold of the top of her head and force fed my dick to her again.

This time she did choke, and I didn't care. I continued to force my dick in and out of her mouth, face fucking her as she gagged and moaned and played with my balls. When I felt my dick was sufficiently wet, I pulled her off of my shaft, looking down at her beautiful face as she gasped for air.

"I'm going to fuck you now, Becca. I'm going to fuck you and then I'm going to cum inside your hot, horny little pussy mound. And your husband is going to watch. Because he likes how other men fuck you. He likes to see you used and treated like a whore. Do you want it?" Here I teased her with my cock again.

"Yes," she spat some spit and precum from her mouth. "Yes! I want it. I want you inside of me. Please..."

Her girlish pleading was enough to convince me, so together we slid onto the bed, her head resting in the mass of pillows while I spread her legs, slowly using my hand to line my dick up with her pussy hole.

We both looked into each other's eyes, and for a long moment we shared a gentleness in our gaze, and then she nodded and I slid my dick inside.

She winced a little. I could tell our fucking had already taken its toll, even with her well-soaked pussy lips. It didn't matter, her cunt was hungry for my dick, and I felt her milking and squeezing it with her pussy lips. She gasped and moaned, "Yes. Oh God! Yes, Steve. Harder!"

Becca dug her hands into the pillows, eventually taking hold of the headboard as I furiously squeezed and massaged her massive tits. She moaned and bucked against me, and I reached down to finger her clit as my dick slid inside. She gasped, and pressed her pussy and her clit into my hand as I fucked her. Her body was sweating, and I could feel sweat begin to slide down my brow, back, and chest.

I knew James was watching. I knew that he was holding the camera shakily, that his dick was out and in his hand as he stroked it furiously, watching eagerly as I fucked his wife. Becca looked at him briefly, but then turned back to me and bit her lip, grunting as I slammed even harder into her tight little hole.

"Unn," I began to grunt. Louder and louder with each thrust. My dick was swelling, and I knew the cum was building inside.

"Oh God! Yes! Yes! Yes!" Becca screamed. Loudly. Her voice must be deafening the microphone on the camera.

My thrusts grow slower, heavier, deeper. I closed my eyes between strokes, my dick tingling and aching, ready to explode.

"Cum inside me, Steve! Cum inside me now!"

Becca was cumming again. I could feel it as I made my final, last strokes inside her hot pink mound. Her pussy squeezed me hard one last time, and when it released I shoved my dick all the way inside her, shooting load after load of white hot seed toward her womb.

I grabbed her tits for support, squeezing them fiercely. She whimpered and simpered, and I felt her legs sliding along mine. Finally, when my head had stopped spinning, and our breathing had shallowed, I leaned down to kiss Becca, slowly and gently on the mouth.

Our tongues explored each other furtively. Becca ran her fingers through my sweat drenched hair, and we moaned and kissed sloppily over each other's lips. Our hearts quickened and our panting began again. And just as I became aware of the first load of cum growing cold, I could feel Becca's small little fingers take hold of my ass, urging me on.

I gripped her shoulders, leaning close to her as I started to move. My dick felt weak, half flaccid, but I kept moving. I looked at her breasts, bouncing and shaking along her small little frame. I felt her nails dig into my back. I moaned loudly at the pleasureful pain, and she smiled knowing she had discovered something I liked.

"Fuck me, Steve. Fuck me." She moaned and pleaded, urging me on.

I pushed hair out of her face, holding her cheek and offering quick, heavy kisses between gasps of breath, as she wrapped her legs around my body, pulling me farther inside.




Fuck My Wife, Please



We were lost like that. Lost in time and sex and sweat and cum. I felt her hot legs pressed against my skin, and felt her even hotter cunt grinding against my shaft. Finally, after what seemed like 20 minutes, and after Becca had cum once again, I felt my dick spur to its full glory and start feel the orgasm build.

Becca felt it too. Her little hands danced over my body, and she pulled herself up to lick and bite my nipples as I moved inside.

My eyes rolled back in pleasure. She knew it. She teased my nipples with her tongue, digging her fingernails into my shoulders as she bit and sucked my chest. I fucked her harder, groaning through gritted teeth, moaning her name between breaths. My pace quickened, and I felt myself sliding along wet pussy lips, begging to burst inside her again.

She bit hard. Her tongue swirled over my skin as she bit and sucked me, and it made me explode.

Spurt after spurt of hot semen shot inside her, and I kept moving. Kept fucking. In and out. Harder. Faster. Until my dick ached and could take no more.

Finally I collapsed. Spent, my dick still half hard inside of her. I rolled onto my back, pulling her shaken little body on top of me. Her pussy gently squeezed and teased my dick. And I ran my hands along her back and through her hair. I kissed her gently on the cheek and lips, and we shared long, deep kisses beneath her bright orange hair.

I think we drifted. We dozed off. We awoke at some point to find James gone, but could hear faintly the videotaped sounds of our fucking on the computer in the room a couple of doors down. Becca and I smiled at each other. Groggy and satisfied.

Becca told me quietly that I should get dressed and go. That James would want to have his way with her now. I asked her if she felt up to it, and she shrugged weakly, and said that she would let him have his way no matter what. I smiled, and we shared a few soft last kisses at the door.

It had grown dark outside, and slightly chill. I started to walk back towards my car, when I heard James say my name from the door.

"Yeah?" I turned, unsure of what he would ask.

Silently he held out a plastic case, filled with an unlabeled DVD. Then, quietly, "Thanks for fucking my wife. We should do it again sometime."

I nodded, starting at the DVD I was now holding in my hand.

I never would have imagined this ever happening that night we all laughed our way home from the bar. But now it looks like there's a very long road ahead, even as I sit here, writing this, with the DVD running in the background.



Fuck My Wife, Please



My wife and I have always had a great sexual relationship. However, after 10 years together, I wanted to try something a little different. I asked her if she would be open to bring someone else into the bedroom. She was very reluctant at first, but finally agreed with a couple of conditions. In order to prevent any of our friends from finding out about our little adventure, it would have to take place out of town and would involve a complete stranger of her choosing. In addition, we wouldn't be having sex for at least 3 months prior to the event. She said that she wanted to be really horny and extra tight for her lover. I just think it was because she didn't think I would be able to make it 3 months without having sex with her. At any rate, I reluctantly agreed to her terms.

We picked a city that was about a 3 hour drive from our house. The hotel was really nice and located right in the heart of the party district. We checked in and unpack our things. She immediately started getting ready for the evening. I could tell that despite her initial reluctance, she was really starting to get excited about the planned evening. I guess the 3 mouths without sex probably didn't hurt either.

As she got out of the shower I couldn't help but notice how beautiful she looked. She saw me looking at her and asked me if I liked what I saw. I told her she was the sexiest woman alive and I wasn't sure if I could watch another man enjoy her beautiful body. My wife is 5' 10", 130 lbs of golden tanned beauty. She has blonde hair that extends about half way down her back. She has extremely long legs that are attached the firmest ass I've ever seen. Her breasts are not huge, but are plenty big enough and as she likes to point out are real. She spends a lot of time at the gym and it most definitely pays off. By now, my cock is about to bust out of my pants and we haven't even left the hotel room.

We arrive at the bar together, but go our separate ways. I make my way over to the bar, find a seat and order myself a drink. She starts walking through the crowd. It doesn't take long before a guy approaches and offers to buy her a drink. He's about her height and roughly 180 lbs. He has jet black hair with a moustache. Not a bad looking guy, but not really her type. Anyway, after a drink and a dance or two, she makes her way over to me. She was starting to get a little nervous. I told her not to worry. There was nothing she could ever do that would change the way that I felt about her and that I would be with her every step of the way. She smiled and whispered "I love you" and then turned to walk away. As she was walking away, another guy bumped into her. This guy was her dream. He was around 6' 5" with blonde hair, blue eyes and built like a tank. He apologized and then asked her if she would like to dance. She accepted. As he led her onto the dance floor she glanced back over her shoulder and gave me a little grin. It wasn't long after that she made her way to the bathroom and called me on my cell to let me know that she had made her choice and that I should go on up to the room and wait. I did as instructed.

Not long after I arrived at the room, I could hear them at the door. At this point I started getting a little concerned because I wasn't really sure what this guy is going to think when he opens the door and finds me standing there. The door opens and they enter the room. The look on his face let me know that he was really confused. My wife introduced me as her husband and the excused herself to restroom in order to put on something a little more comfortable and giving me time to explain the situation to him. I offered him a drink and filled him in out our little adventure. He didn't have a problem with any of it and was extremely happy that she had picked him for her night of fun.

About that time, my wife stepped out of the bathroom looking as sexy as I had ever seen her. I mean, she was hot! She was wearing this little red lace outfit with a garter belt, stockings and 4" hills. Her beautifully trimmed, thick blonde bush was fully exposed. Justin's mouth nearly hit the floor and so did mine. Justin looked over at me and with a puzzled look and asked me if I was really going to let him fuck her. Without hesitation, my wife said that I no longer have any say in the matter and that I was simply a fixture on the wall. As she made her way over to the bed she motioned for Justin to join her. I was starting to feel sick at my stomach thinking about what was about to take place, but at the same time extremely aroused.

As he approached and she unbuttoned his paints and let them fall to the floor. At that moment this huge cock appears from nowhere. Once again, my mouth nearly hits the floor. It must be 10 or 11 inches and it's wasn't even completely hard yet. The thing was big as a beer can in diameter, at least. I started to wonder if he was even going to be able to get that huge fucker in her. Her pussy has always been extremely tight, throw in the fact that nothing has been near that hot hole in over 3 months and I started getting concerned that he was actually going to hurt her.

Didn't seem to bother her because she grabbed it and started sucking on it with everything she had. She starts stroking it with both hands while sucking on the massive head. She tries to deep throat it a couple of times, but gags on it each time. She continues to lick up and down the huge shaft as it continues to get bigger and bigger. My cock is hard as a rock and is beginning to throb now. I begin to stoke it up and down trying to keep rhythm with the strokes my wife is giving him. I keep thinking to myself that I am the luckiest man in the world to me married to this beautiful woman who is willing to do anything for me. She continues to lick his shaft and playing with his balls for a few minutes until he can't stand it any longer and commands her to lie back on the bed.

He slowly leans down to her and gently kisses her lips and then her neck. He continues down that beautiful body only pausing to gently bit her extremely hard nipples. When he reaches he thick bush and teases her for just a moment by kissing and licking the inside of each thigh but then continues moving all the way down to her feat. Kissing and licking all the way. He kisses each toe individually and then starts the trip back up the long tan legs until he reaches her by now dripping wet pussy. It almost appears that she is melting as the juices flow from her love hole. He gently licks her clit and she lets out a moan. He continues to licking her hot clit up and down and side to side. After a minute or two he sticks he tongue inside he tight little hole and begins to fuck her with it. Every now and then he retreats the give her clit a little attention. After what seemed like only a minute, her moans start to quicken and get louder. As she starts to cum, he places both hands under her hips and pulls her pussy against his face and continues to lick faster and faster until she finishes her first orgasm of the night.

Her entire body was now completely limp and willing to do whatever he asks. He stands and removes the reset of his clothes and pulls her to the edge of the bed. He spreads her long beautiful legs wide open and exposes her sloppy wet hole. He slowly inserts the head of his gigantic cock inside her extremely tight pussy. He struggles for a minute, but it's so wet that once it starts it slides right in. She lets out another moan with each and every thrust. He continues to drive his man hood deeper and deeper inside of my wife's hot love hole. All I could think is how good it must feel to be able to fuck her hot wet pussy with a cock that size. Her pussy is so tight and that cock is so big. It must be tearing her tight little hole apart. As I watched him drive that big cock in and out of my wife, it was almost more than I could stand and I nearly emptied my load onto the floor. But I started to notice that he was holding back and not giving her everything he had. Granted, he was giving her much more that I had ever been able to give her, but he still probably had 3 or 4 more inches. By now, my cock was harder than it had ever been and had a steady stream of pre-cum running everywhere. As he continued to drive that huge cock in and out of her, he took one hand and started to massage her clit as he continued to thrust his cock inside of her. It must have been more than she could stand, because at that moment she started to cum for a second time. This one lasted a quite a bit longer and seemed to be much more intense.

Without a pause, Justin rolls her over and told her to get on all fours. He's still standing by the edge of the bed. When she gets into position, he inserts that massive cock inside her once again. However, this time he begins to thrust even harder than before. He continued to go deeper and deeper inside of her until his massive cock was complete hidden inside of her. I couldn't believe that she was able to take the entire thing. The thought of her with his entire cock inside her was more than I can take and I came like a volcano. I must have shot sperm 10 feet across the room. I have never had a better orgasm in my life. My legs buckled and I dropped to the floor. He is now fucking her deeper and harder than any man had ever done before. She was moaning and groaning louder than I had ever heard her. When I tried to look into her eyes it appeared that they were completely rolled back into her head. He was taking deep, long, hard strokes into my wife and she was loving every second of it. The harder and faster he would go the louder and fast her moans got until it turning into an all out scream. I could tell that she was starting to cum. However, this one is really different than the others. For the first time in her life she has multiple orgasms. I don't mean 2 or 3, I mean 7, 8 or maybe even 9 times in a row. I started to wonder if she was ever going to stop. It was about her third or fourth when he started to moan louder and louder. You could see his cock swelling bigger and bigger and hear her cum harder and harder each time until he finally exploded his massive load of cum inside of my beautiful wife. He must have thrust 8 or 9 separate shots of sperm deep inside of her tight accepting pussy. Once he had finished filling her love hole with his hot cum, he pulled the massive cock out of the spent, sloppy, stretched pussy and got into bed beside her. Her used body simply collapsed onto the bed and began to tremble all over.

After a few minutes, she was able to gather herself and roll over. She motioned for me to come to her. She pulled my head down to her face and gave me really big kiss and whispered into my ear thank you for talking me into doing this. But, there is one more thing that I want to do. I told her that after what I had just watched her do for me that there was nothing I wouldn't do for her. She said that was good because she really wanted to cum one more time and she wanted to do it on my face. She said that she had always had a fantasy of me eating another man's cum from her swollen stretched pussy. I had never even considered licking cum out of my wife before and I had just watched Justin inject what had to be a massive load of cum inside her. However, I wasn't going to let her down. After all, I was the one that started all this.

So, I kissed her lips one more time and started moving down her beautiful body until I reached her completely soaked sloppy wet stretched pussy hole where her tight little pussy used to be. You could see the massive void that had been left between her lips where his gigantic cock had once been. His cum was just barely visible deep inside her hot cunt. I gently kiss her clit and began to slowly lick it. She was extremely sensitive at this point and began to jerk and moan with each stroke of my tongue. I could taste his hot sperm as it slowly ran out of her sweet pussy. It didn't taste anything like I was expecting. In fact, it tasted really good. She contracted her muscles and a huge glob of cum squirted into my mouth and down my throat and nearly choked me. I swallowed and continued to lick and she continued to squirt his love juice into my mouth. After the first few squirts, I started to anticipate the next tasty treat. 

This went on the next minute or so until I thought she had given all she had. She then instructed me to lie on my back next to her. I did and she took those long legs climbed on top of me holding her soaked pussy hole just over my mouth. I continued to lick her used pussy back and forth and side to side. She grabbed my rock hard cock and began to stroke it. We continued in the 69 position for a few minutes longer, when I she started to moan harder and started to cum again. Just as she peeked the muscle spasms from her orgasm caused her pussy muscles to tighten and the remaining cum inside of her shot out all over my face. A lot went into my mouth, but even more missed and started running down the side of my face and chin. This was more that I could take and I came harder than I did the first time. I couldn't believe there was still that much of his seed inside of her. I continued to lick it out of her, off of her and myself for the next few minutes. I continued to clean her until I was sure that I had gotten all of it.

About this time, Justin started to get up. She pulled him back unto the bed and said I not even close to being done with you. They must have had sex another 5 or 6 times that night and each and every time, I was called in to clean-up the mess. I still think I enjoyed it more than she did, although I have never seen her cum that hard before or since that weekend. Once we got home, she made me wait another six weeks before she would have sex with me. She made me eat her hot pussy and fuck her with a big dildo almost every night. I'm pretty sure she was fantasizing about the weekend with Justin. Honestly, I wouldn't care if she fucked him every day as long as I get to watch and eat her sweet pussy after he fills it with his hot cum. Whatever makes her happy, I will gladly do. God I love this woman.

We have been in contact with Justin since our weekend of fun and plan to make it an annual event. She wants to make it a long weekend this time and fuck him at least ten times a day. She also wants him to cum in a measuring cup so she can see how much she can drain out of him over the weekend and then watch me drink it all down. I can't wait...



Fuck My Wife Please!!!



I'll meet you in the early afternoon at the Starbucks just off I-25 on Montgomery. The parking lot is usually full, but if you circle around a couple times a space almost always opens up. I'll be waiting at a table near the door wearing a leather jacket, red shirt and drivers cap so you'll know me. We can chat for a few minutes to see if we hit it off. I don't want someone that I don't like making love to my wife. . .

After a little while and a few laughs you follow me in my red car back to the hotel just down Pan American Highway that my wife and I checked into just for this special occasion. I give you a key card and our room number. You go left and take the elevator and I head to the bar to the right of the main entrance. When you unlock the door she's laying on the bed in her black lingerie and her long red hair flowing down around her shoulders and partially hiding her face. You can hear the sound of her petite vibrator that she's gliding lightly over her lacey black G-string where it conceals her pussy. She's already wet and excited and sits up, as soon as you reach the bed. She opens your fly, pulls out your already swelling member and begins licking that sensitive spot just under the head. Within a few second she's opened her throat and you feel her lips glide down to the base of your shaft with her little nose buried deep in your pubic hairs. You grab the back of her head and start slowly and gently probing. After a couple minutes she pulls away lays down on the bed, spread her legs and motions for you to mount her.

Being the gentleman that you are you oblige. After all no self-respecting and honorable man would ever refuse a pretty lady's passionate invitation. As you slip inside of her hungry wet pussy, she thrusts her pelvis back at you and you hear her little gasp of pleasure and appeased yearning. She says, "Go slow I want to enjoy every second and every inch of this". You begin a leisurely grind, offset by steady oscillating short and long thrusts. But, before long she's propelling her hips at you in rapid succession crying out, "faster and harder!" as she convulses with orgasm after orgasm. And in the pitch of her wild convulsions, your mutual thrusting and penetrating spasms your cock explodes filling her quivering pussy with your hot cum. She quickly and desperately pulls you up onto her chest until your cock plummets into her mouth and she hungrily swallows the last few drops of your precious juices. Within a few seconds you feel your erection springing to life and aching for a second go round.

Just then, as we'd agreed, I quietly enter the room, slip off my clothes, climb up from the foot of the bed, push my face between her thighs and begin eating her pussy. Straddling her chest with your eyes closed and rod between her lips, you pay little attention as my tongue works her back into a frenzy and ingests every morsel of the satisfying cream pie that the two lovers have left for me to enjoy. Her excitement and craving swells as she is overwhelmed the combination of my persistent licking and the almost narcotic feel and taste of your cock sliding in and out her mouth. She abruptly pulls her mouth away and pants "Fuck me! Oh Dear God, please fuck me again!" 

She nimbly maneuvers her body around until she and I are tangled up in a seamless sixty-nine posture madly licking and sucking. You hastily launch your marauding missile into her now polished but dripping pussy from behind. Her spasms radiate through her body and yours as you thrust your throbbing cock into her flowing fissure again and again, harder and harder. 

The piston-like plunges are so intense and electrifying that you hardly notice as my tongue stimulates her clit and occasionally licks her juices and your pre-cum from your balls and the base of your shaft. The three of us are snatched by our passions, teetering on the edge of orgasm for a blissful eternity. When without warning all three of us all at once erupt out into a massive to mutual orgasm, incapable of telling the boundaries between each of our own contractions and our communal cummings. In the after-glow, she shifts her position one last time so she can enjoy a final taste of your cock and the last few dewdrops of your sweet, savory and slightly grainy nectar as I eagerly go to work cleaning out her pussy and relishing the same flavor on my tongue.