0 comments/ 58984 views/ 1 favorites The Customer By: sheirra She never heard him approach from behind. She jumped when she felt his hand on her shoulder. She didn’t move. She couldn’t move. He hadn’t said a word, but she knew it was him. He whispered into her ear. “What would you say if I told you I was attracted to you?” Her heart pounded. So many things came roaring into her mind. He is a customer, this is professional suicide. He is happily married; he’s always talking about his wife. This is business! Her body however, sent different signals. She could actually feel the rush of heat coming from inside her. She moved to turn to face him. His hand tightened on her shoulder, stopping her movement. She could hardly breathe. She was more aroused than she ever remembered being, and yet she was scared stiff. Nobody “wanted” her, she was nothing special. What if he’s playing a trick? She had to work with him for a few more months, how could she face him if he was playing a joke on her? “Well?” came that deep voice from behind. She stammered, “Wow, I don’t know what to say.” His hand started rubbing her shoulder, slowly, sending chills up and down her body. She was responding to his touch, to his voice – her knees were sure to give way any minute. She was torn between bringing up that shield of professionalism, or letting him know that she had been having fantasies about him for weeks. “You’re not moving away,” he said, “What am I to think? Say something.” “Paul, I don’t know what you want me to say. This is wrong. We both know it.” If he didn’t move away soon, he’d know without a doubt how much he was affecting her. She could feel the wetness between her thighs growing. “Grow up! He’s just touching your shoulder!” she battled with her conscience, and knew she was losing. “Yes, it’s wrong, I know it and you know it,” he said quietly. “You’ve gotten under my skin, woman, I can’t stay quiet anymore. But it’s your call. You know the score, and now you know how I feel.” Her breath caught in her throat. Here was her chance to end the wet dreams, and be able to finally touch and feel him like she had fantasized. Her conscience put up a valiant struggle, but her body betrayed her. She wanted him – she had wanted him for months. She couldn’t think straight, her body was melting from his touch. She drew in a gulp of air, closed her eyes tight, and put her hand over his on her shoulder. She said nothing, but she was sure her ragged breathing spoke volumes. “You have a choice,” he whispered, his face beside hers. “You can take a step forward, and I’ll release you.” He paused, but never let go of her shoulder. “Or, you can stay here, as you are, and this will not end here.” She stopped breathing. She stopped thinking too, and gave into the jumble of feelings and sensations that he had awakened. She sighed, closed her eyes tight, and leaned back into him. “I was right,” she could picture his smile. For now though, she was content to feel his warmth from behind. She was living moment to moment, refusing to try to make any sense of this. “You’ve chosen, yes?” he asked. She was not capable of speech, so she just nodded her head. “Good. You have one more choice,” he was rubbing her shoulder again, more deeply. “When you get back to your hotel room tonight, you can choose to answer the door. If you don’t answer the door, we continue as customer and consultant. I promise you it will not be uncomfortable for you. If you choose to open your door, you are mine, for as long as we have. Then it’s over. You’ll go onto your next project. I am not leaving my wife. But there will be no regrets, for either of us. It’s your choice, woman, but once that decision is made, there is no turning back. Okay?” Again, all she could do was nod, she was certain he could smell her arousal. Before he moved his head away from her hear, he nipped her lightly on the neck, squeezed her shoulder, and disappeared. She didn’t know how she made it through the rest of the day, but she managed to complete her work, and found herself in her hotel room. She was as nervous as a schoolgirl on her first date. She jumped at every noise she heard, still fighting with the last bit of ethics, knowing that they would both be cheating on their spouses if she answered that door. Worse, she was breaking a very big rule of hers – no mixing business with pleasure. It was so very wrong, and she knew it. She also knew that she had not felt so alive in years. Then it came – the knock on the door was soft, but it was unmistakable. Her eyes reflected her panic, but her legs were propelling her toward the door. Acting on instinct alone, she unlocked the door. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door, slowly. He was there, smiling, his eyes locked on hers. She could not look at him, instead she lowered her eyes, and stepped back from the door, making room for him to come in. He came in slowly, closed the door, and turned the dead bolt. Then he faced her, but his fingers under her chin, and lifted her face. “You made your choice, woman, you’re mine now,” and he pulled her into his arms. Shaking like a leaf, she put her arms around him, and held him tight. “No more thinking, okay?” he leaned his head on hers, his hands moving up and down her back, pulling her to him. She could feel the bulge in his jeans, her breath escaped her in gasps. “No more thinking,” she finally managed to say. His hands moved down to her ass, one hand on each cheek, and pulled her into him. “See what you’ve been doing to me, woman? I’ve had to deal with this for weeks,” he lunged his hips into her, “but no more.” He moved one of his hands into her hair, pulled her head back, and crushed her lips with his. She clung to him, responding to his kiss like she had never responded before, and felt her legs threaten to give out from under her. He maneuvered her toward the bed, unzipping her robe. “Take it off, I have to see.” She blushed self-consciously, but shrugged out of her robe. He had taken his shirt off, and had undone his belt buckle. He pushed her back onto the bed, his gaze never leaving her face. Then slowly, his gaze followed the contours of her body. His hand came in contact with her knee, pushing it outward slightly. “Open your legs.” His voice was soft, but left no room for questioning. She spread her legs immediately, feeling her nipples come fully erect, she felt her juices pouring from her. He slid his jeans down. He moved onto his knees on the bed between her legs, leaned over her, and took one of her nipples between his fingers. She moaned and arched into his touch. As he pinched her nipple, applying more and more pressure, he kissed her again, tasting her, egging her on. She sucked on his tongue, and whimpered when he pulled away. Then she gasped as she felt his rough tongue lick the other nipple. “You like this, I take it,” he said, chuckling. All she could do was moan, and move into his touch. His teeth closed around her nipple, pulling it from her body, while his other hand moved down her belly. She lifted her hips, desperately wanting him to touch her. She was soaked, mindless with feeling. His fingers spread her pussy lips, with agonizing slowness, and lightly touched her clit. She jumped. He removed his mouth from her nipple, and buried his face in her neck. “Hmmm, you’re wet, woman, what do you want?” She pushed her hips toward his hand, but he moved it back. She groaned. His muffled voice said, “Tell me what you want, and softly bit her neck. “Oh please!” she rasped, and pushed her hips up toward him again. “Please what?” he teased, “What do you want?” “Touch me, please!” she cried and bucked against his hand. “You want me to touch you? He growled, “Like this?” and sank two fingers into her. She exploded, her juices pouring from her, soaking his hand. “Mmmmmm, yes! Cum, baby, cum for me!” moving his fingers deeper into her, touching her g-spot. Her pussy tightened around his fingers, pulsing her orgasm. Before she could catch her breath, he removed his fingers and surged into her, his cock filling her. She screamed, riding the wave of emotion from her orgasm, and the feeling of his cock buried in her, hard and thick. He lunged into her again and again, taking her hands and pinning them above her head. She gasped for breath, her body shuddering and meeting his every thrust. He stopped moving, deep inside her, his balls resting against her ass. Her chest heaving, she looked at him; he was staring at her, his eyes a deep steel blue. “You are so tight babe, you feel so good around my cock.” She could feel every inch of him, stretching her. She could feel her juices leaking from her, coating his balls and her ass. She pushed against him, wanting more. He didn’t move. “What do you want?” he said, as he bit one of her nipples and pulled back. “Please!” she screamed, and bucked against his hips. “Please what?” he growled, pulling harder on her nipple. “Fuck me!!!” she cried, “Please fuck me!” He pulled back from her, growled, “Oh yes, I’ll fuck you,” rammed his cock deep into her again, and then pulled out. “On your stomach, woman!” he said as he moved back to give her room. She turned over, and he lifted her ass into the air, his knees forcing her legs to part. She had never been exposed like this before, but she knew for sure that she had never been this wet before either. He placed the tip of his cock against her dripping pussy, and leaned into her, slowly filling her again. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yes!” she cried, feeling him go deeper than she had ever felt. His hands were alternatively kneading her ass and applying sharp spanks that caused her to jump and push back against him. He pulled back, his hand smearing her juices all over her. She flinched when she felt his fingers spread her juices around her asshole. She felt his finger circle her rosebud, and then felt him push slowly. She didn’t know what to do, she had no experience in anything but straight sex, but was so aroused by him. His finger, coated with her wetness, sank slowly in her asshole; she cried out, but didn’t move. “Do you want this?” he asked as he pushed his finger deeper into her. She could feel his finger moving in her, and his cock in her pussy. She moaned, and pushed back toward him, causing his finger and cock to both sink deeper into him. He moved his finger around, loosening her, while he slowly rubbed his cock in and out of her pussy. “I asked you a question, woman.” She didn’t know why, but loved being called woman. She had wanted to experience anal sex before, but was too afraid of the pain that she had read about. She gasped, “I’m afraid.” “What are you afraid of?” as he slipped a second finger into her ass. She moaned and whispered, “It will hurt.” He pulled his cock from her pussy, and with his other hand, rubbed her clit, which made her moan into the pillows. He moved his two fingers slowly in and out of her ass, using her own juices to moisten her, and said, “Does this hurt?” “It feels great,” she panted, and it did – she wanted more, she wanted him to take her anal cherry. “What do you want woman?” he asked as he drove his fingers into her ass again. “Please fuck me”, she said, without hesitating, “I want you in my ass. Oh please!” she cried. “That’s my baby, trust me, I would never hurt you” he growled, as he placed the tip of his cock against her asshole. “Relax and push back,” he said, as he slowly pushed until the head of his cock pushed past her tight opening. “Ohhhhhhhhh!” she cried, as he entered her, the sharp pain of being filled for the first time racing through her. She was gasping for breath, he reached around her and pinched one of her nipples. “Relax, babe, just breathe, we’ve got all the time in the world,” he whispered into her ear. He stopped moving to allow her body to adjust to his girth. Beads of perspiration dotted her forehead, her mind a jumble of emotions – the pain from his cock invading her tight hole, the exquisite feeling of being filled by him. The sharp pain that she had first felt was ebbing, and in its place she knew that her fantasy of being sodomized was finally a reality. His hand left her nipple, and slid down to flick at her clit, and plunge into her pussy. “You’re dripping babe, tell me how you feel.” “I can’t believe this,” she panted, “You’re so big!” She was still nervous, but wanted to feel him buried deep inside her ass. She tentatively pushed back. He growled, and slowly started sinking deeper into her. Pain forgotten, she gave into the sensations, and met his thrusts. Her entire body reacted when she felt his balls slap against her pussy. She had never experienced anything like this, her body was on fire, wanting more. He met her thrusts and while stroking her clit and pussy, he fucked her ass, with her meeting his every stroke. His balls tightened, he growled into her ear, “Feel my cum in your ass, woman, milk me dry,” and shot his load into her ass. As soon as she felt him, she exploded, screaming his name, overcome by her own orgasm. Spent, he moved her, so that she was laying on her side, spooned against him, his cock still in her ass. He pushed the hair from her face, and nipped her neck. Wrapping his arm around her midriff, he pulled her closer to him. His tongue traced the contour of her ear, his hand splayed on her belly. “Mine, for as long as we have,” he said softly, stroking her gently. She smiled and closed her eyes, knowing that her evenings would no longer be spent only dreaming of what had just occurred. “Yours, for as long as we have.” The Customer We hadn’t seen each other in over a year and had never openly discussed our attraction to each other. Years ago, you kissed me goodbye in the airport while you were passing through. It certainly was not like a customer giving me a hug and a peck on the cheek when you thrust your tongue in my mouth and I kissed you back! I was embarrassed! I hadn’t expected it at all. I chalked it up to the few beers we shared waiting for your departing flight and called you the next day to say that could never happen again. I never did forget that kiss. This December when I saw you last, I asked you to walk me to my car and kiss me good night; the way you had really wanted to in the airport so long ago. You took my hand, lead me to my car… We are standing there and I’m leaning against the car, your body touching mine – I can feel that you have an erection as we explore each other’s mouths with our tongues, kissing deeply and passionately. My entire body aches for this, and has before, though I have never said it. I feel my breasts against your chest and desperately want you to touch them, to suck on my nipples. I can feel my heartbeat throbbing between my legs and want to feel your hand there, but I ask for nothing… We continue to kiss, arms wrapped around each other as you press even closer to me. I lean into you, rubbing myself against your hard-on and you moan. You unbutton my pants and slide your hand in – I feel wet, like we have just finished making love. I try to move away, I know we shouldn’t be doing this, but you have me held against the car. And God, this is what I want. Your fingers start working like you have done this for me a hundred times before. My legs feel limp, my loins ache, my nipples tingle…I don’t think I can stand much more and I feel guilty for wanting this, but I do. I try to move away again. You won’t let me. You’ve imagined how I would feel under your fingers, how I would react, and how your penis would feel inside of me for too long. You want to experience at least one of these things tonight. My willpower begins to fade. As we kiss, I close my eyes and lean my head back. Your fingers sliding in and out of me, the palm of your hand on my bush. You keep coming back to that same spot and I can only focus on your hand. I feel my body temperature rise, my muscles twitch, my sides tingle, and my back starts to arch. My hips move forward and I cannot keep them from moving toward you. How good it feels, how right. At first, it’s like an explosion. Starting in that one little spot, I tremble as it spreads in waves outward like it’s pushing to escape the very boundaries of my being – like a shock wave – and you continue to stroke me as I grab onto the back of your shirt and want to collapse. Your tongue in my mouth moves to the same rhythm and you suck on my lips – I can’t breath. Then the wave comes back and my pussy contracts over and over again, pulsing with desire. My nipples are so hard that it almost hurts. I am inundated, immersed in my orgasm, in some other place and cannot speak. My entire being wants to draw your cock in to that warm, wet, soft, dark place – like some black hole in space that let’s nothing escape - the place where you are supposed to be and I moan. Coming to my senses, even though I want more, I beg you to stop because it’s so intense. I’m afraid we’ll get caught, but you push me even closer to the car and leave your hand where it seems to have found a home. With your other hand, you unhook my bra and slip you hand inside, brushing my nipple. You just need to feel me after imagining it for so long and a sigh escapes your lips. My breasts are soft and full with nipples that obviously crave attention. You lift my blouse and firmly, but gently, pinch my nipple while your other hand slowly starts working it’s magic again between my legs. Lowering your head, you take my breast in your mouth – my legs get weaker. With a full open mouth, you begin sucking and focus only my nipple – swirling your tongue and nipping at it a little – that little pain makes my pussy throb even more. I can’t stand it; I desperately want my legs wrapped around your waist, your naked chest against my breasts, the weight of you on me… I want to hear the sounds of our lovemaking, have you thrust you dick into me for as long as I need it. I want to be consumed. I want to feel your tongue run up the inside of my thighs, feel how wet your face is when you come back up to kiss me – feel your unshaven face rub against my soft body. I want to know you were there and enjoy remembering it for the many nights to come when we won’t be able to be together…but it won’t happen this evening. You lift your head, kiss me and tell me you’ll finish me “properly” next time and walk away. The Customer My wife and I have been married for over 18 years. We are both 46 years old. The last few years I had a fantasy of watching my wife have sex with another man. Several times during sex we roll played different scenarios but we never tried to realize the fantasy because my wife didn't want it to happen. Often my wife told me the stories of men hitting on her at work. Younger and older men alike. They gave her gifts like snacks, drinks and sometimes even jewelry. Some of the men, mostly the older ones, were regulars and they always came to her cash register. This always turned me on, when she told me how one of them had hit on her at work. Many times I tried to discreetly encourage my wife to go in on the advances of some of the men that hit on her and that I wouldn't be jealous. But she always said no that isn't going to happen, as she loves only me. I had all but given up on the idea of letting my wife have sex with another man with me there or not. When my wife comes home around 9:30pm after work. She works at a local supermarket. While we are lying in bed she tells me about an older guy that was always friendly, bringing her gifts and hitting on her at work is back. She hadn't seen him in a while. He had explained to her that he lived in Canada, but often came to our island Aruba, because he has a business here and also to avoid the cold winter in Canada. This time he asked her to go out on a date. To have dinner with him and drinks and maybe after go with him to his hotel. At first my wife said thanks but no. But when she finished with counting all his items and giving him his change back she wrote her cell number on the receipt and told him to call her where they should meet for dinner. As soon as the guy left her register with a big grin on his face my wife called me to tell me she had a date tonight with one of the gentlemen that always hits on her. I was stunned, turned on, excited and a bit scared all at ones. I couldn't wait for her to get home and tell me all. I thought I am going to surprise her with some sexy lingerie and clothes. So I left to go shopping. When my wife got home she grabbed me and kissed me hard and told me she loved me very much. She told me the guy was one of the older gentlemen, about 55 with grey hair but in very good shape. I told her I had a surprise for her in the bedroom. She went in to the bed room and saw the clothes and shoes I had bought for her to wear tonight on her first date. Some black stiletto's, nice lacy black tong panties with matching garter belt and stockings and a matching half cup lacy pushup bra, too show of her boobs in the tight fitting little black dress with a deep v neck to show of lots of cleavage. The dress was also very short, just a little over her beautiful bum and we a very low open back, almost to the crack of her butt. While I waited in the living room my wife showered and got dressed and put on her make up. Some black eyeliner and cherry red lipstick. My jaw practically dropped to the floor when I saw her come in to the living room all dressed up. She looked hot, not slutty but very classy and very sexy. I had an instant hard-on. Right than her taxi arrived to take her to the restaurant where she would meet up with Jim. Before she left I took a few pictures with my cell and hugged her goodbye. She told me not to wait up because she could be very late or very early, with a devious smile one her face. The next few hours were torture for me, horny scared and anxious to know what my wife and Jim were doing. I tried to distract myself by watching television and playing some games on video games. But nothing helped and I got tired so around 2 am I went to bed. When I woke up tired the next morning around 7:30 am from a bad night. Where I tossed and turned and never really got to sleep. Mostly from letting my imagination run wild. Trying to think of every possible scenario. I noticed my wife had not come home. I took my phone from the night stand to check for messages. There was one message from my wife. When I opened the message to read it said: "Hi, this is Jim, it's about 4 am right now. Your wife just fell asleep next to me. Thanks for letting her go on a date with me. We have had a really nice time so far and I plan on enjoying her some more later when we wake up before I send her home. Here are some pictures we have taken and had taken of us of the date." The first picture was of them sitting at the table in the restaurant when they just received the food. A picture of them toasting a glass of Champaign, a picture of them kissing at the table. These were all taken by someone else. Probably a waiter. Then there was a picture inside a taxi on the back seat kissing. One of Jim's hand up my wife's dress. One where he had her boobs out and was sucking a nipple. One with her lips around his cock. I got turned on looking at the pictures, especially the one of my wife licking Jim's cock head with her tongue. She really looked slutty in that picture. I got up and took a cold, cold shower. Got dressed and had some breakfast. By the time I was done cleaning up the kitchen it was about 9:30 am. I decided to call my wife and ask her when she was planning on coming home or if she wanted me to come and pick her up. I called her phone. A male voice answered. It was Jim. He said, "Ah you must be Jon the husband of Lisa. Lisa is in the bathroom getting cleaned up I guess. I will tell her you called. Oh and thanks for letting her go out with me. She told me it had been your fantasy to have her fuck another man. Well, your fantasy has been full filled. Ok got to go." Before I could say anything he had hung up the phone. I stared at the phone in disbelieve. Wondering what was happening. Thinking that maybe I should go and find her. I was just about to change and go get her when the phone rang again. It was Lisa, telling me that everything was fine and that she would be home soon. I the background I heard Jim jell out that Lisa would bring me a surprise. I wondered what it was. About an hour and 30 minutes later a taxi pulled up at the house and Lisa got out. When she came in the house she hugged and kissed me passionately. She told me she wanted to take a shower and gave me a DVD saying that was from Jim and I should watch it while she was in the shower. After I heard the water running in our bath I went to the living room and popped the DVD in the player and hit play. The screen flickered on and there I saw what I presumed Jim's face. He Smiled and said to enjoy the video of this hot slut wife he had the pleasure to fuck all night. The screen went black for a second or two and when it came back I saw Lisa and Jim kissing in the restaurant. Lots of tongue was visible. I could hear Jim say that if the kissing was any indication of what was going to happen tonight he would be in for a very wild and good time. The scene then switched to what looked like Lisa and Jim in a cab fondling each other. Jim's hand was all up Lisa's dress and Lisa had her had resting back against the back seat of the cab. Jim spread her legs wider apart and I could see he was finger fucking my wife in the cab. His hand was all wet from the juices that were freely flowing from my wife's pussy. Looking into the camera he said "What a slut this milf is. I am going to enjoy her very much. Look how soaking wet her cunt already is." Jim was finger fucking my wife pretty hard and fast, he had 4 fingers up her pussy and was rubbing her clit with his thumb. My wife was now moaning loudly. The camera panned to the driver who had adjusted his rear view mirror so he could enjoy the show. He could see right up my wife's pussy and also see her boobs which Jim had fished out of her dress for him to see. I heard Jim ask the driver if he liked what he saw. If this was a hot whore. The driver just smiled and nodded in the mirror. Again the scene changed. This time it appeared to be inside a hotel room. My wife lying on her back with just her heels on and spread wide waiting to be fucked. Then I saw a man appear into few. Couldn't see his face just his big hard dick and then his fat ass as he was about to mount my wife. I was glued to the screen watching how my wife was going to be penetrated by another man than me for the first time. This got me so excited and horny. I was sporting a pretty stiff hard-on watching the big purple mushroom shaped head push and penetrate my wife's pussy. As the head popped into my wife I could hear her gasp and moan. Slowly the cock was pushed further and further up my wife's soaking wet pussy. "Yeah, fuck me hard and deep with that big cock of yours. Take me, make me yours." Then the cock was almost pulled out, just the tip of the head was inside her married hole. With one thrust it all disappeared again deep inside my wife. By now I had my cock out and was massaging and jerking it as I watched the action on screen. Never would I have taught of watching something so hot, so erotic. I let my cock go or I would explode immediately. The camera changed to a side few and now I could see how the guy was pounding my wife in a good pace and with long and deep strokes. Every time he hit rock bottom my wife grunted. Also the slapping of flesh on flesh was clearly audible. The camera switched to show a close up of my wife's face. Showing how she was clearly enjoying the fucking she was receiving. Sometimes she had her eyes close other moments she was looking straight into the camera showing the lust and longing for climax in her eyes. Also I could hear her moan clearly. Then I saw the guys big hand wrap around my wife's throat and squeeze closed choking her. My wife's love this and it makes her cum hard and fast. The guy really started to pound her hard and calling her a fucking slut, telling her to take it like the whore she now is. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her whole body started to shake and tremble wildly as her first orgasm crashed over her. The hand around her throat tightened the grip even further as she was having an earth shattering orgasm and I could see her eyes open wide, almost popping out of their sockets as the grip around her throat was increased and her orgasm hit its peak. When he let her throat go, my wife was gasping for air and totally red faced. But the guy didn't stop pounding my wife's pussy. Slowed down a bit and then pulled out leaving a gaping hole for me to few. My wife was flipped over on to her hands and knees and her legs were spread apart giving a good few of her well used pussy and her tight rose but. The guy rubbed his cock on my wife's slit getting it all wet and pushed it in pumping her a few times. At the same time he rubbed first his thumb on her asshole then slowly pushed and inserted a finger up my wife's asshole. Now I have fucked my wife up her ass many times and she was still an anal virgin when I did. So it was exciting to see another guy prepping her to fuck her asshole. Slowly the head of this guy's dick was pressed against my wife's butthole and I could witness how my once so prim and proper wife was being sodomized by a stranger. I loved it. Meanwhile I heard the water stop running, so I guess the tub was full and my wife was now soaking in the tub. Back to the TV, the guy was really pounding my wife's ass hard. Spanking her ass every other stoke and pulling her head back so the camera could capture her face as he was fucking her ass good. Again as my wife was about to cum Jim started choking her. What a beautiful few was it to see her orgasm as she was being choked by another man. She was almost passed out so she got some good bitch slaps in her face to bring her back to reality. Still Jim had not unloaded. Damn for an older guy he sure had a good stamina and staying power. A few times he took his dick all the way out so you could see both holes totally gaping wide open and her pussy was dripping a steady stream of her juices. The camera panned out so I got few of the both on the bed. He pulled both her arms backward and pulled her up as he fucked her hard. In her ass. "That's it bitch take my cock up your ass like a good slut. I bet your husband doesn't fuck you like this he?" Jim grunted while keeping up the steady assault on my wife's ass. About 45 minutes in to the DVD Jim yelled to my wife that she should get on her knees in front of him and suck his cock. Straight out of her butthole she took the cock in her mouth and started sucking and licking it like if her life depended on it. After a minute or so Jim told her to open her whore mouth and look at him as he started to jerk off over her face, blasting rope after rope of thick white cum all over my wife's pretty face. Cum landed everywhere. In her eyes, nose, hair and mouth. I was totally turned on and almost getting a heading from being super horny that I stood up, leaving TV and DVD player on and ran to the bath room to go fuck my wife. When I got to the bath room my wife was just toweling of. I just grabbed her and bent her over, making her grip the toilet bowl as I pushed my 7.5" cock all the way up her now loose and well fucked cunt. I just fucked her hard and fast not caring if she was enjoying it, just wanting to cum myself. Because I was already so worked up it didn't take long for me to unload a huge load in her gaping hole. As I pulled out, my cum was flowing back out of her out stretched pussy. We took a leisurely shower together and dried each other of and walked back naked in to the living room where the DVD was still playing. I apparently missed about 30 minutes of footage. But on the screen I could see my wife riding Jim in reversed cow girl position, with his cock buried deep in her pussy. Her 38C boobs with rock hard nipples were bouncing nicely as she was moving up and down on his fucking pole. She had her head tilted backwards as she was having another earth shattering orgasm and Jim was thrusting deep in her and grunting hard as he dumped a load in my wife's unprotected pussy without wearing a condom. After the both came they collapsed on the bed cuddling and the screen faded to black to reappear with Jim's grinning face in view. He was talking into the camera telling the audience that saw this video how good it was to fuck a married woman and turn the in the sluts. He also said he was looking forward to seeing more of this slut and that he was going to prepare a gang bang for her with some of his friends. He was also thanking her husband for being so understanding and open minded and letting his wife enjoy and explore her sexuality with others to. He was looking forward to having his wife as one of his personal submissive sex toys when he was in town. Also to be shore to look up his blog on tumblr and his posts on xhamster of this video. Further he was planning to make this married slut and Internet whore and post many of her pictures on different websites like wifeposter.com and others. I almost flipped when I heard that. So I wanted to call Jim immediately and tell him that that was unacceptable. I took my wife's phone and looked up his number and called. When he picked up he said, "Ah, I was waiting for you call. Did you enjoy the video? There is lots more footage I have that is not on the DVD. Your wife was an awesome fuck and I am looking forward to fuck my bitch again soon." I told him he couldn't post any video or pictures on any website what so ever. He just laughed at me and said that he wouldn't as long as I wouldn't obstruct him of having his whore whenever he wants and using her as he pleases. She could be my wife but she was his property, he owned her, she was now his bitch. My wife just sat in silence on the sofa next to me waiting for me to finish my call. When I did she looked at me and asked if I was angry with her. I looked at her and asked her if she had enjoyed herself. She answered yes, that she had loved being used, but that she loved me and loves the way I make love to her. But that she felt really good also being a slut for other men. I told her I was happy that she did it once and that she full filled one of my fantasies, but that I need to think of this being something more permanent in our lives. She said she understood and we should talk it out but that she really would like to keep seeing Jim. She would like to be fucked by both Jim and me. The End