11 comments/  47088 views/  26 favorites

Mary and her Lovers Ch. 01

By: jawanaut



- so it begins... -

I received a phone call at the office this morning. It was my wife Mary, right on schedule as she does every afternoon after her lunch break. "Hello dear, how was your morning" she asked.

"Oh not too bad, same old same old, how was your lunch break? Did you happen to try that new restaurant you were talking about last night?" I replied as I sat back in my chair.

"Well, I didn't go to lunch with the girls today" she said. This was a little bizarre, as she has a usual lunch group of other women in her department. "You remember that guy I told you about? The new one, Jason in my department" We had a little game we would play, where my wife would point out or tell me about random men she thought were sexy. This of course was due to my coxing of her to fulfill my biggest fantasy. 

I quickly replied with a yes, as I got an empty feeling in my chest. This was the feeling I always got when she talked about other men she found attractive. "Why do you ask?" As it did seem a little peculiar, that she would mention him when we were not having sex.

"Well... I finally asked him out" she said with a giggle. "And you'll never guess how my lunch was." I began to feel my erection start to grow in my pants.

"Oh really, did you go to lunch with him" I asked eager to hear her reply as I hoped this was the beginning of her finally agreeing to my desire. This all started when I blurted something out during my orgasm while we were having sex. I had been debating on bringing up my fantasy, slightly hesitant for fear she would find it creepy. Nevertheless, although I planned to bring it up, I did not exactly plan to do it at that time. "Tell me how big John's dick is." Her response surprised me. 

John was the most recent guy Mary had been telling me about. He was a waiter at the regular restaurant her and the girls would frequent on their lunch outings. She told me he was rather muscular, tall and had 'gorgeous' blue eyes, that she found very sexy. There was a little part of me hoping he would wind up being the guy who could fulfill my fantasy of watching my wife have sex with another man.

"Oh it's so much bigger than yours, at least two or three inches longer," She moaned. I said earlier, this surprised the hell out of me, as she was never interested in giving that much detail. Usually she would just say who she found attractive, and who she thought of while pleasuring herself. He eyes were closed as she told me about this guy she's been finding so attractive. She moaned more and more as I shot my load and I can tell she was coming too. 

After we finished, we laid there, all intertwined with each other. "You really surprised me with that one," she said. "I decided to just go with it, and found that it kind of helped me cum" She said with a slight laughter in her voice. 

"What do you mean, helped you cum" I questioned thinking I was not doing my job. She rolled over onto me and kissed me. 

"Oh stop it," she said smiling. "You know what I mean. I was kind of hot, that's all." Perhaps I was reading too much into this, too prematurely, but this really got me excited.

"Are you saying you're considering fucking around, and telling me about it" I asked her, noticing my increased excitement; she gave out a little giggle.

"Well, I don't know about all that. I'm just saying I kind of found that a little hot," she said rolling over to light a cigarette. "You surprised me and I guess I surprised myself," she said exhaling a puff of smoke as she rolled back to her previous position. "I instantly came, when I thought about how big his dick would be, and just picturing it got me so hot, so quickly." 

That was how it all started, but we never went any further than talking about whom she would choose, and what they would do. It did make for some very erotic times, but it was not the full fantasy. I was beginning to think we would never progress beyond talking about it. Then, today she actually went to lunch with a man we have talked about while fucking, and asked him out now?

"So, what did he say? Or, better yet... how did you ask him, and what did you ask exactly" I excitedly asked her.

She continued her shy-ish giggles. "Well, we've been flirting for a few weeks like I told you. And today, in the break room while I was getting my morning coffee he told me how pretty I was today." 

"And that led you to ask him out" I quickly asked, as it did not sound very inviting. I mean, just telling her she looked nice. Really, that is all it took to give this a try, someone showing interest.

"Well, not exactly. I thanked him, and then he asked if I had plans for lunch. I told him nothing I couldn't break, and asked what he had in mind" she replied.

"So... you went to lunch. Where did you wind up going? What did you talk about" I spat the questions rapidly as I had a million of them swirling through my mind.

"Wow. Is someone excited?"

"Well, hell yea I'm excited. My wife just went out to lunch with someone she thinks is incredibly sexy and I get off on you and other guys. What's not to be excited about" I reminded. "Even if he's not the one you choose... or this never goes any further, it gives me plenty for the spank bank. Just imagining what you could have done."

She laughed rather hard this time. "You're silly" she said, "Who said nothing happened?"

"Uh... you don't mean..." I hesitantly asked her.

"No. Nothing happened. We just talked," she said laughing off my readiness. 

"Did you tell him about us, or that you find him very attractive," I quickly asked her.\

"Um, yes I did," she said in a seductive tone. "I told him you get off to me talking about fucking other men, but that I've never actually done that,"

"What'd he say?" I asked unexpectedly.

"He thought it was interesting. He'd never heard of anything like that before" she said with a titter. "And he blushed rather adorably when I told him I thought he was unbelievably hot" she continued. "Then we talked a little more about odds and ends, and headed back to the office."

"That's it" I disappointedly asked her. "When did you ask him out?"

"Well, we had taken his car and he brought our relationship up again on the ride back" she said, exhaling rather loudly. I could tell she was toying with me now. She always did that when she had more to tell, but wanted to make me squirm. "I just asked him if he wanted to get drinks this weekend."

The feeling in my chest began again. I was getting very excited; she was actually going to go out with another man. "So, this weekend then and just drinks?"

"Well, to start I guess" she said. "I'm not going to ask someone I work with every day to just come over and fuck me in front of my husband" she snickered in a condescending tone.

"Yea, I guess you're right. That wouldn't have been good if he said no," I laughed.

The two days that remained until the weekend where hell on me, the hours at the office seemed to drag on. The possibilities flooded my concentration on the entire drive home Friday. This was that night. Mary was actually going to go out for the night with another man. My anticipation overwhelmed me as I pulled in our driveway. 

When I opened the door to the house I saw Mary sitting on the couch, dressed very sexy. She had a short red dress on that showed off her sexy legs very well. She was 5'9", thick with a very nice ass and a 34C breast size. Her blond hair was straight to the middle of her back, with bangs that slightly went into her eyes. Having a severe foot fetish my eyes immediately shot to her feet right after I noticed the dress. She had high heeled, open toed black shoes on with straps that wrapped around her ankles and hot pink toe nail polish. I loved when she wore the pink paint; it was by far my favorite of her vast collection. 

"Wow" I exclaimed as her eyes met mine. "You look... very... uh... wow" I stuttered. "You're ready to go already" I asked her not doing very well at hiding my surprise and attraction. 

"Yes. I wanted to start early. The constant flirting at work has been driving me wild" she laughed, standing up and straitening her dress.

"Planning a late night are we," I asked.

"Maybe, I'm not sure yet, we'll see how it goes" she smiled. "I wanted to wait for you to get home, to see me before I left, so I told him to meet me at L'Albatros at 5 o'clock," she said as she walked to closet and grabbed her coat. "So, I guess I'm off" she said lively as she leaned over and kissed me. "I love you, and wouldn't wait up, just in case," she said with a wink.

"Oh, you know I will. I'll want all the details," I said.

"I know."

I went to the door as she walked out and watched her get in the car. I waived as she backed out of the drive and drove away. I was so excited, but knew it would be hours before she came back. I pondered jerking off to what she might do, but did not want to waste it and decided to save that until she got home.

I wound up falling asleep on the couch when my phone woke me up. It was a text message from Mary. As I looked at her name on the screen, I could feel the excitement rush over my body. I timidly clicked read. "Can I fuck?" I felt yet another flush of excitement run over me. That was all she sent. Did I really want my wife to fuck another man? I know it is what I have been fantasizing about for a long time, but now it was going to happen. I knew she would not go through with it if I texted her back with a no, as she had been the only girl I had ever been with that I have even considered bringing this up with.

"Are U at the restaurant?" I sent back.

"No." was her reply.

It was eight o'clock now. She had been gone for three hours, but probably just talking and flirting at the restaurant. "Are you drunk, where are you?" 

I was a few minutes before I received the next reply, although it felt a lot longer. "At his house." I hated these short texts. She could have offered more details and saved us both some time. Another one came through. "Well... can I?"

"Can I call you, without interrupting anything?" I sent back. I seemed to be sending my texts a lot faster than she was which made my imagination run wild. Were they making out, or just talking and he had no idea she wanted to fuck him? 

The phone went off again. Her response was "I guess you can." I immediately clicked her picture on the speed dial as soon as I read the text. The phone rang a few times before she picked up.

"Hello." Her voice was very soft, almost a whisper. 

"Hey" I said, not wanting to jump right into my third degree.

"Yes." 

"What are you doing?" I asked, unsure of how to start my interrogation. 

"Do you want the short of it, or do you want to know the details? If you say I can fuck, I'll give you all of them when I get home," she impatiently answered with a chuckle.

"How about a few details... and yes, you can fuck him" I replied.

She paused a bit. "Uh... well, we're laying here naked. His fingers are in my pussy and I'm stroking his cock, waiting to continue sucking him off... and for our phone conversation to end with the good news that I can take this massive dick inside me tonight." \ "Um... yes. You can fuck. But first, how big is massive" I asked her slightly bewildered by her choice of words.

She guffawed. "Well... How big are you Chris?" I heard her ask him. Then I heard a man's voice in the background but could not make out any words. "About nine inches... and it's pretty thick," she said with a certain readiness in her voice. "I've never had one that big before" That was true. She had been with several men before we met, but up until now, I was the biggest. I am about seven inches, which I knew was above average, but damn! Nine inches, seriously? 

"OK, you have fun baby" I said getting ready to hang up and let her activities begin.

"Oh I will," she said as I heard the phone disconnect. 

Whoa. She was really going to have sex with this person. I felt excited by this, but at the same time a little jealous although, that is what stimulates me... the jealousy. I looked over at the clock; it was only a quarter after. Damn... it would probably be awhile until she got home. I decided not to think about it, as I honestly did not think I could have sat there and waited impatiently for her. So, I flipped through the channels as I made myself comfortable on the couch again.

I was woken by keys in the door as I looked over at the clock, 4:00. Damn! She has been gone all night. She quietly walked in and shut the door behind her. I sat upright and she walked closer. Her hair looked disheveled and she seemed worn out. There was a musty smell to her. I could tell she was recently dripping with sweet, as her hair was still damp. Her dress was tousled and ruffled. She threw her purse to the couch, and I noticed her panties wadded up and hanging out as I looked back up at her. "Well... how was your night?" I asked with an ear-to-ear smile on my face.

"Oh... my... god... It was fucking amazing" she gleefully replied as she plopped onto the couch next to me. "I came at least seven times," she said slapping her hand on her legs. "Amazing, absolutely amazing..." 

I reached over and began to nuzzle her neck. "She cocked her head in my direction and kissed me gently on my cheek. It was a rub off kiss, I could tell. "What?" I said expecting the worst. "Is something wrong?"

"I'm just really tired and wore out. I honestly do not think I can have any more sex tonight, I spent all night doing that and my pussy is sore," she said as my heart began to sink. This was monumental to me, and I understood she had to be tired and sore... but I wanted to fuck her so badly. "I'll talk to you while you jerk off" she told me with a pouty expression on her face.

"OK" I said feeling slightly better, as I started to pull my pants down. I was already extremely hard and knew I would not last long, but figured I would just go slowly to at least get the whole story before I exploded.

She leaned closer to me as I began to play with myself. "Where do you want me to start?" she asked.

"At the beginning" I said very eager to hear how her 'fucking amazing' night of sex with another man went.

"Well, let's see. When I got to the restaurant he was already there waiting in a corner booth. He stood and kissed my cheek as I sat down. We talked awkwardly for a while; and you could just feel the sexual tension in the air," she said leaning her head back on couch. She licked her lips as I could tell she was deep in thought. "So, fast forwarding though the mundane part of the evening, we had about an entire bottle of wine and I started to get a good buzz going. We began with slow flirting, playing a little footsy under the table. At least two hours passed before he even brought up leaving and going somewhere more comfortable. I agreed and we decided to take his car."

"Whose idea was it to go to his house?" I asked while steadily beating my dick. 

"Oh, that was mine believe it or not" she said with a huge smile on her face. This excited me more knowing she had gotten into it as my jerking off started to become too close to orgasm, so I slowed my hand and listened intently. "When we got to his car, he asked where we should go and I asked if we could go to his place. He said sure, and that is just where we headed. He did not live far from the restaurant so there was not much time to 'make a move', but I really wanted to just lick all over him, so I started touching his thigh while he drove. He snickered a little and looked at me. Oh god, his face... I could feel my panties getting damp already merely from his look" she reached over and began to fondle my inner thigh and she leaned closer to me and whispered in my ear. "I then began to fondle his bulge that was very large... especially for not even being hard."

My stroking started to pick up again, as this was the first time in thirteen years of marriage, my wife had ever done anything with another man. "I slowly undid his button to his jeans, so I could stick my hand in there and feel what exactly that bulge hid. He started to get stiff as I pulled him out and oh my god! He was fucking huge! It was the biggest cock I'd ever felt."

This too excited me. I have a thing for men who were bigger than I was, when it came to my wife's sexual adventures. I wanted her to be a size queen, but she always said 'size doesn't matter'. I guess after tonight, she changed her mind, or just said that because she had always been polite in the bedroom. "Once he was hard I bent over and put him in my mouth. I could not even come close to deep throating it. I only managed to go down on it about three or four times before, we got to his place. I quickly lifted my head as he shut off the car and he leaned over and deeply kissed me. His lips were so soft, and his tongue intertwined with mine... I could tell he was such a good kisser."

I was becoming much more excited as I could figure what was coming next. They were at his house, about to go in and I could only imagine the obvious. The sex was about to begin. Then I thought to myself. She left at five, said they were at the restaurant for about two hours, which puts them at about seven, and she didn't come home till four in morning. Did she fuck for nine hours with him? I noticed this thought was making my dick even harder if that was possible and I again realized I had to slow the jerking or I wouldn't last for the best part of the story.

"When we got into his house he immediately started kissing me and grabbing my ass, had my dress hiked up to my waste and was spreading my cheeks to the point that my thong was sliding in. He muttered something about loving my ass and quickly removed my dress completely. He started sucking my breasts and biting my nipples. And you know how I love that" she looked at me with a seductive look and bit her lip gently. "He picked me up and wrapped my legs around his waist. The kissing got hotter and I could feel his member, as his pants were still undone. I could feel it rubbing my pussy over my panties and I just got wetter." 

I continued my stroking... then I thought they would not even start fucking until just a little after eight when she texted me to ask, and they are going this hot and heavy already. I had to admit it was very commendable he could lift her so easily... she was at least 150lbs, with a big ass... I could only imagine how it looked with his hands all over it, spreading her sexy ass cheeks. "He carried me over to his couch, kissing all the while. Gently laid me on my back and slid down between my legs. He slid my panties to the side and began to lick my, now soaking wet, pussy. He made me cum rather quickly... using two fingers deep in me, licking my clit and occasionally ramming his tongue as deep as he could in my cunt."

She slid her hand from my thigh to my balls and began kneading them. "That was the first orgasm... there would be many more to follow" she grinned at me, as she decided to take over my stroking operation. 

"You should skip ahead or I'm not going to last" I pleaded with her. 

She slowed her jerking and leaned back in by my ear. "Well, long story short... before I called you he continued to eat me out, I sucked his dick till he came in my mouth and we sat naked on the couch and talked and kissed, until I realized I just had to fuck him."

"He came in your mouth?" I asked.

"Yes. Why, does that bother you? I mean, you know I had amazing sex with him and you know I love to give head, and you are worried about me give him a blowjob" she asked me in a bit of awe. 

"No. I figured you would suck him off... just did not think you would let him cum in your mouth. You tend not to like the taste of cum, that's all," I said.

She gave my ear a little lick. "I know, but, he oddly tasted a little sweet. It was not like the other cum I have tasted before. It was actually pretty good" she chuckled. "Then I texted you and asked if I could fuck. As soon as I hung up with you, I literally jumped on his cock. I rode him like that for a while, and then he spun me around. I continued to ride him in reverse and he gripped and grouped my ass the whole time I did. I think he must have a thing for asses because he seemed not to be able to keep his hands off mine," she laughed, continuing her story. "I rode him for about a half an hour, but didn't cum. Out of the blue, he turned me around picked me up and started bouncing me on his dick. Then, I did cum!" She let out an exhausted laugh.


Mary and her Lovers Ch. 01



I took over the jerking and she went back to my testicles. "He bounced me for a while. I can't believe how long he actually did and did not seem to struggle at all" she gave me a look, as to let me know he was much stronger. "I now have a new favorite position.\When he finished bouncing me up and down he sat me down, turned me around and slid his big fucking cock in me as he bent me over. He pumped me that way for a bit, and then motioned for me to get on all fours, which I lustfully accepted. We did 'normal' doggy-style for a while then he did something really cool. He actually stood up over me and continued to fuck me while I was on all fours. He is rather tall, about 6'4" and his dick is pretty long" she said actually getting on the floor to demonstrate the position he stood in, as she was not sure she was coming across.

"So, you cum from the bouncing, huh" I asked her trying to lead her to talk about that part more.

"Oh hell yes, I loved it! I also came when he was standing over me. It was already amazing and by far the best sex I have ever had. We were both dripping with sweat as he began to choose another position, but I stopped him. He was now standing over me and I positioned myself under him, on my knees and sucked his dick. It actually was quite a while before he came and he was pulling my hair, which you know I love and fucking my face. It was so hot when he shot his cum down my throat and forced the swallow."

"We stopped for a while and just lay together. I told him how amazing he was. He said was? We have just begun. I was utterly melting by now. I looked over at the clock and it was already two a.m., so I told him I should probably be going soon. Still, he went down on me again then we continued to fuck. He wound up coming three times, the two blowjobs and the last time missionary."

I sat up a bit. "I didn't even ask, did you guys use a condom?" 

"Uh... no." She said sort of looking guilty. "Are you mad at that? You know I am on birth control, so I just figured it would be OK, and that you would not mind. Actually, I thought that after the first round, because we just sort of jumped into the whole thing" she said with an awkward expression on her face.

"No. I am not mad. I think it's actually pretty hot" I started stroking harder as I knew she was trying to wrap up the story and shoving more than nine hours of sex into what was already a late night. 

"He pushed my legs up over his shoulders, almost over my head, my back was barely on the ground," she said with a laugh. "Then he got on his knees and fucked me so deep, and of course I came again. He rolled me on my side and we scissored a bit as he lifted my leg as high as it would go. Then, back to normal missionary, with my legs over his arms. I could tell he was getting close again, and then he asked me... where I wanted him to cum. It was so fucking good; I did not even hesitate when I told him I wanted it inside me. As he shot that last load in my pussy, I came the hardest I had all night. He lay inside me for a while, while we kissed. Then we got dressed, drove me back to the restaurant to pick up my car, kissed me goodbye and asked when he can see me again. I told him I'd call him and let him know, after I asked you when I could go."

And with that... I shot my load of cum. It was more than usual, probably because my wife just had nine-hours plus of sex with a very muscular, hung, nine-inch cocked stud of a man. As we headed upstairs to go to bed, I asked her "Oh, I almost forgot... you never mentioned, and I was wondering. Did you leave your shoes on the whole time you fucked?" 

"Yes I did. When we finished the first time, I noticed they were still on and actually thought of you, because of that" she smiled at me. "I thought you'd like that part." It was truly a memorable night indeed. Oh, and I told her she could go see him again, whenever she wanted to

TO BE CONTINUED 



Mary and her Lovers Ch. 02







Mary and her Lovers Ch. 03



Part III

Introducing Bitch Boy

About a week after Mary had her second outing, this time with the twenty five year old waiter I began asking more questions about her night. "Have you girls been back to that restaurant since you your 'date'?" I asked her.

She was sitting at the kitchen table as we were having a Saturday morning breakfast. "Oh sure, we've been back there like twice, I think" she said with a mouth half full of food. "He's cool with the secrecy part though, and doesn't treat me any different in front of the other girls."

I sipped on my coffee as I listened to her. "We text like every day, so I think he's starting to understand our arrangement." She said taking another bite of her pancakes.

"Have you two made any more plans to see each other?" I asked.

She finished her bite, and then looked at me with a puzzled look "actually, no he hasn't even asked to see me again". Her view started to drift to the ceiling as if in deep thought. "Oh well. I guess he just wanted some head and that was all. As I told you, other than the blow job we didn't really do anything but kiss." She said with a shrug.

I began to chuckle, "so fingering another man's wife is 'nothing'?" I asked with a smile.

"Well, you know what I meant. We didn't... like fuck, ya know?" She took the last bite on her plate as she spoke.

I set my cup down, and looked at her. "I love you, Mary".

"What was that for?" she questioned with a confused look on her face. "I know you love me, you're my husband. Besides, you better love me; after all I am fucking all these guys for you." She said laughing as she picked up her plate and headed for the sink.

I started to laugh. "You're fucking them for me?" I jokingly asked her. "Like you're not having fun, and it was only one guy that you actually had sex with." 

She placed her plate in the sink then spun around with a smile. She leaned back on the counter and put her head back and sighed. "Oh yes, you're right. I do like it. Love it in fact." She quickly raised her head back up. "Do you want to meet Chris?" she asked me in a tricky manner.

I thought about it for a second before I answered. I had never met him, but I wasn't sure I'd be comfortable meeting the man that gave my wife the best sex she ever had in her life. I mean, it was one thing to hear about and know that she does it, but another to actually meet the guy she does it with. "I'm not sure" I told her.

"Oh come on, you'd really like him baby" she said slowly walking back to the table with an obvious seductive mentality. "You guys actually have a lot in common."

"Oh yea, like what" I asked her. "Not condom size I know." I said jokingly.

She laughed and sat back in her chair. "No silly, I mean like other stuff. You know, stuff that 'normal' people do."

I laughed at her remark. "Normal people, as in guys who don't jerk off to the stories their wives tell them about whom and how they fucked last night?"

"Well, of course." She said back with a smile.

"OK, if you want me to meet this Greek sex god, I guess I will... for you, dear." I sat up and leaned over the table to kiss her, but she moved back. I flashed a muddled look at her.

"I've been reading a lot. About what we're doing, I mean." She said getting up from the table again. "You know, there's a term for this kind of thing" she said as she returned to the counter and propped herself up against it. 

"Uh... yea, of course I know, how do you think I find my porn." I said with a smile while I stood up and walked over to her.

"Cuckold." She said opening her arms as I walked into them. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and gently began to kiss my lower lip. "So..." she said, pushing her forehead against mine so our noses where touching. "You are now my bitch boy." She said deviously.

I pulled my head back, still holding onto her waist. "Um, excuse me?" I said with an awkward look on my face. "What exactly have you been reading?" I questioned.

"Just some websites, you know random websites." She said giggling and pulling my head back toward her.

"Random websites, huh" I said "What kind of randomness are we talking about?"

She leaned in and kissed me again. 'I found this site about 'how to cuckold your man' the other day when I was surfing at work." She said as she continued her seductive kisses. "And, I have some ideas of what we're going to do... and not do." 

"Not do?" I asked fearing she may be getting into more than I was willing. But, who am I kidding... I would do anything this woman asked me to.

"Well, you get off on me fucking other guys and hearing all the naughty details, and you're the one that got me interested in this 'lifestyle', but now... I'm taking the reins like all the other women I've been reading about." She said with a glimmer of excitement in her eyes. "So... you're going to do what I tell you to do."

I was puzzled at hearing this. But, she was right, I did get off on her sexual adventures and wanted to know all the details... but, what exactly was she thinking here? I mean, I've watched the cuckold porn movies and I wasn't exactly sure I would go that far. But, I figured I'd trust her to know my limits and go ahead. "OK" I said. "I'll do it."

She slapped me across the face, rather hard. "Yes, you will do it my queen."

I was immediately taken back and sort of stumbled a bit. I rubbed my cheek and looked at her. "Yes" I purposefully paused. "Yes, my queen." I pouted. 

She then put her arms back around my neck and pulled me closer. "Chris is coming over tonight" she said as if it didn't matter what I said. Looks like I'll be her cuckold from now on, actually being her cuckold not just hearing about her sexual outings.

"OK..." I stammered out. "Are you going to be acting like this, when he gets here" I knew I'd feel very uncomfortable with her doing that and him being right there watching her. He was considerably taller than me, far more muscular than me and from what all three of us knew... a helluva lot 'larger' than me. 

"Aw... would that make you sad, bitch boy." She said pouting her bottom lip. I cocked my head and showed my confusion. I couldn't tell when she was playing or when she was being serious now. "I'll tell you what; if you're good while he's here... he won't see a thing."

She then gave me a slight shove to the side and walked by me out of the room. I can honestly say I felt a little scared of what was going to happen tonight but, at the same time... I was more than excited.

After doing the dishes I heard Mary come down the stairs and walked into the living room to meet her. She was wearing her white nightgown now. It was very form fitting, made of silk and usually showed her panty lines through it, but tonight it did not. "Chris is on his way over" she said walking past me and over to unlock the front door.

"Are you going to be wearing that?" I asked her.

She slowly turned around to face me, reached down to her ankles, and grabbed the bottom of her night gown. She quickly lifted it to her waist, exposing her freshly shaven bald pussy. "Yes. Why, do you have a problem with my lover seeing me like this, bitch boy?"

Even though I felt the growing in my pants I was still startled by all of this. She had just shaved her entire pussy. We've talked about that before, but she was always against it. "You shaved!" I exclaimed.

"Well... yea. Chris asked me to for next time we fuck." She said with a grin.

How should I play this? If I got defensive and didn't follow her lead, she may stop having sex with other men and we'd go back to fantasies, although, if I kept going with I might start regretting coaxing her into sleeping with him.

As a car pulled into our driveway, Mary leaned in and whispered into my ear; "Our safe word will be 'red' if it's too much and 'green' if you're OK with things. I read them on that site." 

Hearing her say that sort of relaxed me a bit, but I was still cautious of what might happen tonight. After that, she pulled the door open and waved at our guest walking up with a smile. "Hello, Chris." She said inviting him in. She shut the door behind him, walked around and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. I noticed she had to stand on her tip toes to kiss him, as she did just that. I figured it would have started with a peck, but she went all in. I could literally see their tongues swirling around each other, but I must confess... my erection did not even soften at the site.

His hands moved down and began to grab her ass while the heavy kissing continued and I thought to myself; "What, are they going to fuck right here in the doorway?" But, when she pulled back and returned flat footed he stopped and moved his arm around her as she turned to face me. "Chris, I'd like you to meet 'bitch boy'." 

She pointed at me as she spoke. He looked me up and down and sort of smirked, "Hey man, what's up?" 

"Uh... not much, I guess." I responded. Mary began to laugh which in turn made him force a laugh. Was he as uncomfortable as I was? I wouldn't assume so, considering he was grabbing my wife's ass behind her back. 

Mary started to walk over to the couch leading him by the hand. I just stood there. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do now. When they sat down, next to each other she through one leg over his lap so he could rest his hands on her upper thigh. "Hey, bitch boy..." she started pointing to the floor beneath her feet she exclaimed, "Get down there, now!" 

I stood frozen for a second. It wasn't until she raised her eye brows and puckered her lips up while continuing to repeatedly point at the floor that I began to walk over to her. I slumped down on my knees where she had pointed. "Chris, do you think our carpet is too green?" she asked him. Our carpet was blue. A very deep blue and I figured she was just having him control me without him knowing it. Or perhaps she was doing it to make sure I was OK with what was going to happen next.

"I think its blue, Mary." He replied with an awkward face. She whipped her leg around and placed both feet firm on the floor in front of me.

"You're right. It isn't very green at all" she said. She bent down and began to unbuckle her shoes and slide one foot out, pointing her toe at my face. "Want to see what my bitch boy likes to do?" with that she shoved her big toe past my lips so I was sucking it. As she forced more toes into my mouth, she leaned over and started kissing him. 

She would move her foot around so that every toe was equally sucked on and licked. She started moving her hand down his chest as they kissed, again intertwining their tongues in a blatant way. I knew she was controlling the kiss to show me what they were doing, but I thought it was kind of hot. And it probably helped that I have a huge foot fetish, and absolutely love Mary's sexy feet and toes. 

She kept sliding her hand down his chest until she reached his belt. Paused, took her foot away from my mouth, still holding it in the air and looked over at me. "Would you like to see this massive cock that I fucked?" 

"OK" I said. Just then she gave me a light slap with her foot.

"Excuse me, bitch boy. What was that?" I could see Chris snicker at this.

I then decided to play along, if I remained to act timid; most likely none of us would have any fun. I felt secure in her 'safe word' idea, and was pretty sure she wouldn't push to far. I mean, after all she's already fucked him, so what could watching them her hurt... and I was actually interested to see exactly how big he was, considering she went on and on about his size. "Yes, my queen... I'd love to see it."

She undid his belt and removed it from him. She then undid his button on his dress pants. She stuck her hand down his pants, and opened her mouth as she looked at me. "Oh... it's already so much bigger than yours and he's not even hard yet." 

She slowly slid his pants down slightly, and pulled this rather large penis out. She began to stroke it as she continued her gaze on me. "Don't you think the carpet is green, darling?" She asked me as she thumped his cock up and down.

"Yes, my queen... it is sort of green now that mention it." I replied.

With that, she leaned in and took the head of his member into her mouth. I could see her tongue slide in and out of her mouth around his massiveness. "Mm mm..." she elated pushing her mouth further down his pole. Just then he moved his hand to the back of her head. It looked he was just moving with her head at first.

"Oh yes... suck that dick you little slut" he said pushing her head down with force. She could barely deep throat half of that monster thing, but I had to give her credit for trying. He then took his other hand and smacked her ass. "You like that, don't you" he asked her.

This of course forced her to exert a rather loud grunt. I was now in amazement as I was watching my sexy wife, suck on this huge cock only feet from me. He was so much bigger than me, which turned me on even more. Not just the size of his dick, but overall massiveness of his whole body. She began to shove her foot back into my mouth as she sucked Chris. I had a raging hard on at this point, and began to undo my own pants. She quickly took her foot away, then again gave me a slap with it. It was still rather light, but harder than the previous one. She popped his cock out of her mouth, "What do you think you're doing, bitch boy?" She asked me. "You're not thinking of playing with your dick are you?"

I stopped undoing my pants, but did not move my hands away. I didn't know if I was supposed to say yes, or ask. So, I decided to go with what they did in the movies... "May I please touch myself my queen?"

She remained stroking his dick as we spoke, and rubbing her toes on my lips. "Aw, does watching me suck this big fucking cock excite you, honey?"

It really did. I was so turned on right now. This was my all-time fantasy that I've had since I first met her ex-boyfriend, who just happened to be much taller and more built than me. I imagined how they used to fuck all the time, and he was actually one of the first men we used in our sex talks.

"Oh god yes my queen!" I exclaimed. I had almost forgotten the queen part, as this wasn't our usual banter. 

"I bet you do, bitch boy." She went down on his cock a few more times then looked back up at me. "Not yet. I have other ideas for tonight, and I know you won't be able to last if you start jerking that little dick right now." She said, moving her foot back to the ground. She sat upright, the entire time never stopping her stroking. She motioned for Chris to stand up, and started to take his pants down. When she got his pants to his ankles, she literally had to stretch her head up, to lick the tip of his dick. 

After he stepped out of the pants, she threw them to the side then pushed him back to the couch. She stood, and raised her arms in the air. "Bitch boy, remove my gown." She said as I jumped up and began to pull her form fitting gown up over her bottom. "No." she turned her head toward me. "Get down and slowly pull it up."

I crept down on my knees once more, softly picked the bottom of her gown from her ankles and slowly started to lift it up. When I got the gown over her ass, she stopped me, reached her hand back and grabbed the back of my neck. She then leaned herself forward stick out her rear, and grabbed my neck harder, shoving my face into her juicy buttocks. "Lick my ass hole, bitch boy" she said as she began to writhe, her hips in the motion of my tongue. With her other hand she made a come here motion to Chris, who stood and pointed his dick at her face. She grabbed his enormous shaft and forced it into her mouth. He put his hands back on her head and began to fuck her face as he pulled her hair in both directions of his arms.

Occasionally I would peak my head from between her cheeks to watch him. This is what she told me about, they did this that night she spent hours having sex with him. It was better than I imagined it looked. He was so forceful when he shoved his dick in her mouth. I was never that way when we had sex. I could feel the juice coming from her pussy as I licked all around her area. She was getting really turned on by what he was doing. I couldn't believe she was enjoying being face fucked by such a big dick. Maybe she was finally becoming the size queen I wanted her to become. My wife was such as slut, and I loved her for that.

He stopped thrusting himself into Mary's mouth and pulled her by the hair up to him. This in turn forced her to her tip toes, removing her ass from face. They began their deep tongue kissing again as I sat there with an impeccable view of my wife's ass and pussy. I then saw his large hands reach around and grab her ass, and with a hand on each cheek, he lifted her up while she wrapped her legs around his waist. She then moved one hand between her legs, inserting his colossal cock inside her. I could see her pussy fill with that cock so clearly, it was amazing, her hole; which had seemed normal now seemed so tiny when taking his huge member.

He began to bounce her up and down on his penis, showing all nine inches as she went up and then quickly dropping her down to his sack. She gave out a few very loud screams of pleasure every time he would go down. As I lay under her, being bounced on a large dick I could see her feet begin to in twine below his knees. Her toes began to point as she let out a ecstatic "I'm coming!" 

"Oh fuck yes, Chris... fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" I then saw the slippery white juices seep out of her pussy and cloud his cock every time he raised her up. I wanted to jerk my dick so badly, but she was right... I would have exploded right then and there, cutting my part of the night short.

He then started to grunt as well; "whose pussy is this Mary?" he questioned her.

"It's yours Chris. It's all yours!" She screamed. "Only yours, baby" she continued panting and moaning in ecstasy. "Oh god, I love your dick!" she continued. "Cum in my pussy, baby!" she then exclaimed. As soon as the words were uttered, I could hear him grunt with delight.

"I'm coming, you fucking slut" he said. "You're pussy feels so good, I'm going to fill it for you and bitch boy." Wait a second; did he just say he was coming for me as well? That took me by disbelief. What was that supposed to mean?

He pumped her up and down and few more times then stopped, continuing to hold her up started lustfully tongue kissing her. She let out a slight whimper and I could hear her say "Thank you, you are so amazing. I just love fucking you." 

She looked down at me, "Hey bitch boy, take your pants off." I immediately stood and took them off, the sight of my wife fucking was still fresh in my mind and I could easily cum. "Now, lay down." She started pointing again.

As I got flat on the floor, he lifted her off his cock and lowered her over me. With a leg on each side of my head, and my nose in her ass she squatted over me. I was so fucking horny I either wasn't realizing what she was actually going to do, or just did not care. I moved my hands down to start stroking my dick, but before I could get there she slapped my hands away. "No."

She then hovered over my face, looked back into my eyes and said "Now, I want you to eat all of his wonderful cum out of my pussy." With that, she forced her body onto my face and began grinding her pussy into my mouth. She slid her entire area all over my face, from the crack of her ass to my nose, to her sweet clit. She then leaned over and grabbed my cock, still grinding on my face. She started to stoke me. "You can cum now, bitch boy; I think you ate enough cum to earn an orgasm." I could not help it. I came more than I remember coming in a long time. I exploded everywhere; all over myself, all over her hands and arm and a lot on the floor too. 




Mary and her Lovers Ch. 03



She then rolled off of my face, and brought hers up to mine. She leaned in a gave me a deep kiss. "See, doesn't he taste good?" she asked after sucking my tongue. "This wasn't so bad, was it? Do you care if he spends the night?" She flashed me her trademark seductive smile.

"Um..." I thought as fast as I could. My mind was completely blank. "Sure, I guess" I said.

TO BE CONTINUED



Mary and her Lovers Ch. 04







Mary and her Lovers Ch. 04



"School" I asked with exclamation.

"Yes, college... not high school" she giggled again. "He's not that young. Jeepers, I'm not a pedophile!" She exclaimed.

"I kind of figured," I said still laughing. "So... what came of it?" I asked her, wondering what the big deal of all this was.

"OH... I thought it would be fun if we had a fire this Friday, and John could come and hang out with us." She said, somewhat timidly.

I looked at her nervously "not like the last guy you had over, right?" 

"Oh, no way not anything like that. I figured we would just hang out by the fire, drink some beers and get to know each other. I really think he could be a good friend, he's taking computer classes in school," she said in a leading manner.

"Uh... are you going to want me to get this kid a job?" I asked jokingly.

"Not at all, I just figured since he was into all that, and that's what you do for a living, you two would have stuff in common to talk about." 

The next day at work Mary called. "What's up, babe?" she asked as I answered.

"Not much, just another day at the salt factory." I said with a chuckle.

"So, I texted with John today, and he said it's cool if we do the fire tonight." She said.

"Sounds good" I answered. We hung up and I had a little laugh to myself about the whole computer classes he was taking. I hated talking to people who thought they knew more than they did about my field, and the cocky kid at work always tried to sound knowledgeable by using references that didn't fit into what we were doing. I had a 'brainstorming' meeting the rest of the day, so I quickly filled up my coffee and hesitantly went to the conference room.

When I got home, my wife was already there sitting at the kitchen table. She was reading her usual genre, 'paranormal romance'. She had a thing for the dirty books about women having sex with vampires, I did not get it, but she was always more into the whole S&M thing than I was.

"Hey babe" she said with a smile as I walked in and set my briefcase on the table. "How was the rest of your day?"

"Oh you know. Boring as usual, it was 'brainstorming' day. I really do not understand why we waste our time with those meetings. We never come up with anything new, nothing gets done and we waste an entire day we could have better spent churning out code." I responded.

"Well, that's why you get the big bucks; you're supposed to 'come up' with the big ideas." She said.

"Chinese." I said.

She looked dumfounded at me. "What?"

"Oh." I laughed. "Sorry, for dinner. Do you feel like Chinese?" I asked her.

"Sure" she said with a laugh.

I looked on the refrigerator from the number, and began to dial on my cell.

After I order the food, I went and sat at the table where Mary still was, reading her 'girl porn' as I called it. "So what time is John supposed to get here?" I asked her.

"Not till like seven, it wouldn't be any fun to have a fire when it's still light out." She said with a snicker.

"So... we're just going to sit around the fire and chat?" I asked.

"Um... pretty much." 

"Fair enough, sounds like it might be fun. Even though I'm not sure what we all have to talk about... considering his age, and I have no desire to have sex with him." I joked to her.

"Ha ha... not funny." She laughed.

The Chinese came, and we ate. Then Mary went over to the fridge "Oh shit. Ray, can you run to the store and pick up some beer, John will be here soon and you don't want to leave me alone in the house with him, do you?" She joked to me.

I knew that was her way of getting me to do something I really did not feel like doing, but I agreed as I thought I might need a lot of beer to deal with this kid tonight. 

I ran to the store and picked up the beer as requested; when I got home there was a familiar car in the driveway, that looks like John's car, I thought to myself grabbing the beer and getting out of the car. Since it was late fall, the evenings were rather brisk, but still I figured I should grab the cooler from the garage before going inside.

When I walked into the house, Mary and John were sitting at the table in the kitchen. "Hey you two" I said setting the cooler down. 

"Hey honey" she replied leaning over and giving me a kiss. I noticed she was wearing my favorite pair of jeans that accentuated her ass rather nicely with a turtleneck sweater. 

"I'm going to run up stairs and change out of this suit and throw on some comfy sweats, I'll be back down in a sec." I said undoing my tie as I walked to the stairs.

"OK," she understood, "we'll go out and start the fire."

When I walked back downstairs, I noticed they had already taken the cooler out back with them, so I headed to the sliding glass door that opened out to our back deck. Our back yard was rather large, as all the yards in our area where. The deck extended the entire length of the rear of our house, and had a hot tub in the far corner, right below our bedroom window. Trees covered the entire back part of the yard, making for a sort of forest feel, and our fire pit sits proportionately between the deck and the wooded area.

Heading off the deck, I could see three chairs set around the fire and Mary sat in the middle. John was on the right side, so I took the left chair. I noticed John's chair was considerably closer to Mary's than mine was. I was not sure if she did that, or had scooted in. 

"Where's the beer at?" I asked with a smile sitting down.

Mary leaned over her chair and reached down. I could hear her fumble with the bottles in the cooler as she brought one out and handed it to me. I twisted off the cap and put my feet up on the brick that circled the fire pit. "So, John what are you taking in school?" I asked.

"Oh, computer science" he replied. He threw one leg over his knee and poked the fire with a stick as we talked. "I was going to go for bartending, but figured I earn a lot more money getting a corporate job."

I smiled at him. "Yea, sure as long as the economy doesn't get any worse." I said back.

"OK, that's boring... change of topic" Mary said with a laugh. "So, what have you been up to, John?"

"Not much, just working and going to school," he said. "Glad I get a day off of life to come hang out with you two."

Mary nodded. "It's nice out here don't you think?" She asked pulling her sweater tighter. I got up and threw another log onto the fire.

"I guess we should have stocked the wood pile before we started." I laughed. We only had two logs left in the pile, and we were stuck having to search in the dark woods trying to find more.

Mary looked at me and smiled. "Well, I could always have John help me find some more in the woods." She said standing up and putting out her hand toward him. He joined her as she walked away and they disappeared into the darkness. 

I sat and watched the fire crackle. At least fifteen minutes past and I started to wonder if they were having a problem finding any wood. I tried to look into the darkness to see if I could locate them, but the light from the fire was making it impossible to hold any night vision. I then got up and began to head toward the woods, peering into the darkness as I walked. 

I made it to the tree line and continued to see if I could detect them in the dark, but could not. Thus, I returned to the fire, as I knew Mary knew her way around and was not worried.

About another fifteen minutes later, I could hear leaves rustling and looked back. Mary began to come into sight from the dark and John followed a little bit behind. They only carried a few logs apiece and I figured there searching had not gone too well.

"Damn, its dark back there," John said sitting back down in his chair "we could barely find these."

We sat at the fire until about two in the morning when John informed us he had to leave, Mary walked him out and I stayed at the fire.

When she returned she sat on my lap, I put my arms around her and snuggled her trying to keep her warm. "That was nice," I said. "He's a pretty cool kid." 

"Yea, I think so. At least he's smart... not that all young guys are stupid, but come on a lot are." She laughed.

We sat there for about another half an hour drinking beer as the fire died out. When it was merely embers, Mary looked at me and said, "Well, it's getting colder out here and I'm getting sleepy. Care if we call it a night and go to bed?" 

"Yea, I'm pretty tired too." I said getting up and following her inside.

The next morning I woke up and noticed Mary was already dressed and sitting at her vanity putting on her makeup. I looked over at the clock to make sure I did not sleep in, but the alarm would not go off for another ten minutes. "You're up early babe," I said sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Yea... I wanted to get an early start. Since its Saturday if I finish up the pile of work on my desk I can enjoy the rest of my weekend, so I jumped in the shower to wake me." She said.

"Ah... one of those showers?" I asked her with a grin.

She peered back at me with eyeliner in her hand, "No... such a dirty mind." She said.

I stood up and began my morning routine getting ready, Mary was finishing her makeup and I crept behind her wrapped one arm around her shoulder and kissed her neck. She put her eyeliner down and nuzzled me. "You know what?" she asked.

"What?" I answered.

"John fucked me in the woods last night." She said with a smile.

"I thought you guys took an awful long time for such a small haul." I teased. "How was it?" 

She turned and drew her face closer to mine. "Pretty damn good. He came up behind me, started kissing my neck, slid his hand down my jeans and began playing with my pussy. Then undid my pants, pulled them down to my knees and bent me up against a tree." She smiled. "It was nice. All out in the open, with the cold air on my face while getting pumped from behind." She beamed at me with a saucy smile.

"OK, interrogation time." I announced. "So, how big was he?"

"About your size, I would guess."

"Did you cum, Did he cum? I asked.

"Well, of course. I came pretty quickly, not sure if it was him, or just the whole outside in the woods with that fall feeling." She responded.

"And him..." I repeated.

"Oh... He came inside me." I started to grow in my pants while I fondled myself through my boxer shorts. "You can whip it out and jerk off, I don't mind." She said. "But, I do have to finish getting ready, so the only help I can offer is of the vocal variety" She supposed. 

I quickly slid my dick out of the hole in the front of the shorts and began to stroke my cock. "Tell me something sexy from last night." I demanded.

"Which parts do want to hear, how he grabbed my hair while he slid his dick in and out of me. How he reached around me and rubbed on my clit, and how I let go of the tree and bent over to my shoes while he pounded me and squeezed my ass" She said putting on her lipstick and peering at me every once in a while in an obvious manner.

I pumped my dick faster turning in her direction. "What else." I said steadily stroking.

"He asked if I liked it, said he liked that my husband was just over there and didn't know we were fucking. I told him it really turned me on. He asked me if he wanted him to cum on my ass, but I told him no, I wanted him to fill my pussy, and that you like it when I let guys fill me up." She finished with the lipstick as she stood up and walked closer to me.

She pushed my hand out the way and grabbed my cock from the top. She started to jerk while twisting her hand around. "Can you cum for me in the next ten seconds?" she whispered. "I have to get all this work done, and I'm leaving whether you're done or not... hurry up" flashing me her seductive grin. 

She continued to stroke and within a few seconds, I started to spit cum from my cock. She slid beside me and continued to jerk me from the side. My cum flew across the room until the last bit dripped out. She kissed me on my cheek and said "OK, good boy." She said with a smile.

TO BE CONTINUED



Mary and her Lovers Ch. 05



Mary and Her Lovers -- Part V

Old Friends and Old Flings

The next day I did not receive our usual lunchtime phone call from Mary. I shrugged it off, thinking she probably called Jason to catch up and figure out where they would be meeting. Later, on the drive home I got a call from her. 

"Honey, I'm going straight to Jason's after work." Mary said.

"To Jason's; like his house?" I asked her.

"Yea" she answered. "He is not handling the whole divorce thing very well, so asked me to come over and chat with him. Besides, it'd be nice to catch up; I haven't seen him in years."

"So, you're telling me you're going to see an ex of yours for a strictly platonic 'talk'" I asked.

She gave a slight laugh. "I guess. Well, I'm at his house now; I'll call you when I'm done." She said hanging up the phone.

I entered the house and got a quick thought. I should call Dennis; I have not talked to him in a while. I will see if he wants to hang out tonight since Mary was going to Jason's. I went over to the couch and called him.

"Hey Dennis, its Ray" I said as he answered. 

"Oh hey; what's up with you, man?" 

"Not much" I returned. "You want to hang out tonight?" 

"Sure... I do not have any plans. What do you have in mind?" He questioned.

"I don't care. Bar... Bowling... whatever, I just want to get out of the house." 

"Alright, bar it is then." He said with a laugh. "Come over in ten?" He asked.

"Yep, I'll be there... later on, man" I said hanging up the phone. It would be good to hang out with Dennis again, I have not seen him as much as I used to since Mary and I got married. He had three wives since Mary and I got together, and never seems to find one that sticks. But, we've been friends since middle school and even though we seem to lose touch over the years, we always pick up right where we left off.

On the drive to the bar, I started thinking about Jason, and wondered if he and Mary would have sex. There were many implications between the two, but she did seem very eager to accept her newfound license to cheat, as she referred to it. They have had sex in the past, albeit years ago, but still I wondered. He always had a way with her, that guy must have had a hell of a 'mouthpiece', especially if the sex wasn't above average.

I walked into the bar and saw Dennis already sitting on a stool with a beer in hand. "About time, man" he said as I approached. "Mary let you out tonight" he jokingly asked me.

"Ha ha," I said back. "Yea, she went out with an old friend. This got me thinking to call you to see if you wanted to hang out." 

"Oh, that's cool" he said as I sat at the stool next to him. "What are you drinking?"

"Scotch on the rocks, as usual." I said.

He motioned his hand to the bartender. "You heard the man, hook it up George." He said. This is the bar we used to hang out; before life sent us in different directions and was the first bar I legally drank in. Dennis was about five years older than I was, and used to buy me alcohol before I turned twenty-one, he always acted like a big brother to me.

I got my drink, took a sip and slouched over the bar. "So, Mary's fucking some guy." I said.

He took a sip of his beer and raised his eyebrows. "Oh yea?" he questioned. "Did she tell you this?" 

"Well, I was kind of there, when she did." I said.

He began to laugh. Dennis knew me better than anyone else did. I have had this fantasy for years, just never found a girl I trusted enough to let do it with me. "So... Mary?" he questioned. 

"Yea, Mary." I replied. "It's really hot though." I said looking at him with an awkward face. "Weird... but, fucking hot, man!" I exclaimed.

Dennis always had a thing for Mary. She had a habit of squatting down, instead of bending over, but when she did her pants lowered and it showed her ass crack. He used to walk up behind her and stick his finger down her crack. This would really piss Mary off, but it was all in fun and pretty funny.

"So, do I get a chance at her too?" He asked with a very big smile.

"You're more than welcome to try." I said finishing off my drink with smirk and laughing the entire time. It would probably be weird if he ever had sex with my wife, as he was my best friend and a little overweight and not very attractive, but I was sure Mary was never really into him. That is one of the reasons the finger in the ass crack pissed her off so much.

We sat there talked and drank for a few hours before my phone began to vibrate in my pocket. I took it out and looked at it, a text from Mary. I quickly downed my drink and looked over to Dennis, who had become quite intoxicated by this time. "Hey, I got to run. Are you going to be OK to drive?" I asked with a grin.

"Yea, you know me." He said patting me on my back as I stood. I nodded to him, turned and walked out the door. I got into my car and started the ignition. I was good to drive, as I did not have nearly as many as he did and I pulled out my phone again to read the message. "On my way home... See you in a few," it said. 

I flipped the keyboard out and replied, "You're just now leaving Jason's?" I sent back.

I sat there for a few minutes, pondering the implications. She came back with "Yea". 

"Why so long?" I sent her.

She came back with "We'll talk when I get home, driving right now" she answered.

Humph, I thought to myself and began my drive home. We lived rather close to the bar, so I beat Mary home and entered the empty house. Taking off my coat and kicking my shoes off I sat on the couch. A few channels flicked through and I heard her coming up the steps to the door. "Hey." I said as she walked in. "I hung out with Dennis tonight, at The Breeze" I told her.

"Oh really" she said walking over as she took her coat off. "What's he up to?"

"Same old, I told him about what we've been doing." I quickly shot out.

Her eyes grew and eyes widened. "You did!" she called out. "And what did he say to that?" 

"He just laughed, and said he expected I would convince you sooner or later. Oh, yea he also asked if he could get in on it." I smirked.

"Eww... I hope you told him no!" she immediately said.

"I'm sure you don't have anything to worry about, he'd never even try anything, even if he knew I was OK with and he had a shot" I laid my hand on her thigh as she sat down on the couch. "It's not his style," I said.

She shook her head in an understanding manner, got on her knees and coupled my hands in hers. "Well, guess what I did tonight?" she asked me smiling widely.

"Uh... well, I guess it's going to be something sexual you did with Jason, right?" I answered with a smile.

She made a face and stuck out her tongue. "Don't take the fun out of it." She said. "But, yes. We fucked." 

I smiled at her. "Aren't we a dirty slut" I said to her. She shot me a smile as she got up and began to unzip her dress.

"Don't you know it" She said right back pulling the top of the dress down and exposing her naked breasts. She continued to pull the rest of the dress down as I began to notice she was not wearing any panties, just like the missing bra. "You want to fuck?" She asked me with a smile as she climbed off her knees and came closer to my lap.

"Didn't you just do that?" I asked her.

"Well, some things never change... it was more like he did, sort of and I just laid there while he fumbled around. But, I'm really horny, because he's still really good with his tongue." She said with a naughty laugh as she reached up and started to undo my belt.

"So... other than the failed sex... what else happened, I'm guessing he went down?" I asked her, as she began to pull my pants off my legs.

"Um... I sucked his cock for a while, and yes, he did go down on me... for a long time actually. I mean it felt good, but I didn't cum." She said grabbing my cock with her hand. As she began to stroke, it to erection she continued "He's still as small as I remember though, which sort of made the sex a little boring." She chuckled as she bent down and took me in her mouth. She seemed to go all the way down my shaft, to the end of my dick with little, if no problem.

"Wow... you're getting rather good at the whole deep throat part of giving head, aren't you?" I asked her.

"Mm hmm" she mumbled. She began to suck me off faster, using her hand to guide her mouth up and down. She slid her tongue on my balls every time she went down, and tickled my dick head every time she went up on it. She then pulled her mouth off and stroked my cock with both hands. "OK... trade me," she said getting up from her knees again.

She steps aside and I stood and turned around. She plopped on the couch and spread her legs out, "Hmmm... OK... I'm ready for this." She said with a persuasive grin.

I went down on my knees and started to move my face between her legs; she stopped me and grabbed my ears. "No, I want to feel your dick."

I quickly came up from my knees and moved myself closer to her, wedging myself between her legs. I could feel that she was already wet, as my cock slid directly in without any need of coxing. She let out a slight gasp when I fell into her, then I slowly began pumping and thrusting my hips in a rocking motion. "Tell me about Jason," I said, moving my mouth closer to hers.

"What do you want me to tell you?" she said beginning to pant.

"How did he fuck you, where were you at?" I said.

She repositioned her legs around my hips so that her feet were above her head. "Mmm... he started to lick my pussy, kind of sitting just like we are now." She began with a radiant smile on her face.

"Oh yea..." I gently whispered continuing my steady thrusts.

"Yea..." She said giving out random moans and whimpers. "Then he sat up, and fucked me like this for a while." She added some extra moans in there, as my thrusting became a little faster the more she told what had happened.

"Not long after, I went down and suck his cock." She continued. "It didn't take him long to shoot on my face."

I began squeezing her hips and moved her right leg up higher, so it was now resting on my forearm. "Was that all the further it went?" I asked her.

She looked directly into my eyes and she forced her tongue around mine and spoke "Oh no... after a rest, I said I needed to take a shower, then when I got in, he decided to join me." She said smiling and continuing to play with my tongue. 

"I bent over and he got behind me, and then began to fuck. It was so nice, water hitting my head and running through my hair while he grabbed and smacked my ass from behind." She said as I moved her legs to meet together so I could admire her ass and watch myself inserting into her. 

"He pulled out and came all over my ass..." She explained then her breathing became heavier and the moans were closer together. "Oh... Fuck me Ray!" she said putting her legs to my sides and grabbing the back of my head. Her hips began to rock as she was controlling the speed and frequency of my thrusts now. "Oh... bite my nipples, baby" she instructed.

I moved my head down to her breast, licked her nipple then slowly began to nibble it. I switched between the two nipples, biting each one harder as I switched. As she began to move faster, I tried to keep up with her now harder thrusts. "Oh fuck! I'm coming!" She screamed.

As her thrusting began to wind down, I sped mine up. She began to push me back, as if she was trying to move away. I paused, and she quickly stood up and shoved me down to her previous position. She flopped on her knees and resumed her previous sucking.

"Oh..." I started to say as my dick began to tingle with a raging orgasm on the horizon. "I want to cum on your tits," I said.

She jerked my dick with one hand and took the other to help wrap her breasts around the shaft. Then she removed her hand and placed both of her tits as she pumped up and down on my cock. I let out a cry and she put her head down and opened her mouth. As I came, I could see most of it got into her mouth, while only a small amount managed to hit her tits. With one move, she inserted my pole into her mouth as she removed her hands from her breasts and used them to jerk my dick until I shivered with ecstasy. She went up and down on my dick a few more times before raising her head up and looking in my eyes. She began to wipe my cum off her lips with one finger then slowly inserted it into her mouth. She sucked on her finger a few times before she collected what little bit of jizz had ended up on her tits. She repeated the previous, collecting the cum with two fingers and sucked it off her both of them at once. 

"That is so hot," I said to her as she swallowed my cum, and sucked off her fingers in an obvious manner. She looked at me seductively.

"I know, right?" she said. 

"And I'm guessing you've done this a lot then, huh?" 

"Oh... Maybe a few." She said getting up from the floor. "I'm going to jump in the shower real quick, I'm awfully sticky," she said with a laugh as she grabbed her dress off the floor and headed up the stairs.

TO BE CONTINUED 



Mary and her Lovers Ch. 06







Mary and her Lovers Ch. 06



He then took his free hand around and placed it on her throat. As he increased his speed, he removed his finger from her ass and started applying more force to her throat. She gave out a more erotic groan. His other hand began squeezing her cheek, while his hand continued a choking action. Her moans increased and I could tell she was going to cum again, as my stroking increased. 

"Oh fuck, Oh fuck" she began screaming, her breathing increasing. His pumping also increased in speed, and with every entry, she let out a groan. Just then, she looked over at me, her face in noticeable ecstasy now. "I'm fucking coming again!" 

He continued his speed while her orgasm completed, moving both hands to either ass cheek, using them to vault himself inside her, what I can only imagine as dripping, hole. "Do you like that, Mary" he asked fucking her, squeezing her ass more and more. 

"Oh god, yes John... yes, I love it." She said her panting once again increasing. There is no way he can make her cum a third time in a row, I thought to myself. However, I was wrong; as he again increased speed and she closed her eyes, and bit her lip. "Oh fuuuuuuck" she screamed again, her voice skipping with the thrusts. 

As her third orgasm ended, I could feel my climax coming. John then pulled out of her spitting his juice all over Mary's ass, I myself began to shoot. He came a lot more than I did; his went up her back, covered her ass and looked like it possibly may have hit her hair, if not over her head. 

He slowly slid back inside her pussy when his coming concluded. She rocked her ass on his dick as it went limp, until he merely slid out of her. I tucked myself back into my pants, not zipping as to not cause suspicion. She turned around and jumped into his arms, planting a very sensual kiss. "Oh thank you, John. That was awesome!" She said with a gracious smile.

"No problem, baby... it was just as good for me." He said hugging her closely. They kissed again, and I began to creep up the stairs. I made my way to our bedroom and got into bed. As I pulled the covers over me I thought about how wonderful my wife had been in fulfilling my fantasy, how good she was at being a slut when just letting herself go. Damn, I loved this woman.\\

TO BE CONTINUED 



Mary and her Lovers Ch. 07



Part VII

Presenting Adam...

I woke up in a pleasant mood the next morning. I assume because I fell asleep so fulfilled the previous night. I reached over and hugged Mary close. I could hear her let out pleased "Mmm" as I squeezed her against me.

"And how are doing this morning" I asked her, rolling on my back.

She also rolled, now facing me in the bed. "Oh, I'm great. I had a lot of fun last night, how about you?"

"Oh... I had a blast. That was so hot, watching you two do it on the couch." I said with a huge smile on my face.

"Yea" she said, beginning to look up to the ceiling. "I don't know... the sex isn't that amazing, I mean its good don't get me wrong, but I could get good from you." She started to explain, focusing on me now. "I think it's because when I'm with him, doing what he suggests, I just feel younger, sensual and more sexual, I guess."

I nodded at her with a grin, leaning over and planting a kiss on her forehead. "I think it's hot, the way you act."

"I mean, like the sex in the car." She said smiling at me. "And, in the gas station bathroom" she said flashing a look of surprise.

I smiled at her again. Damn, she was so sexy, more so with her newfound urge to explore what she did not when she was younger, out of fear of what her future husband would think. "So, was what I saw, the wrap up of the night?"

"Pretty much, we just laid there and talked for a little while. He did mention wanting me to come over and play cards with him and his roommate." She said with a laugh. "I think we may have got him hooked on Canasta."

"Does his roommate know the situation?" I asked.

She looked at me, "Of course, John told him everything. He really likes the fact that he's sleeping with a married woman and her husband knows everything." She laughed.

I thought that was funny, well, part of me didn't like everyone knowing I let my wife have sex with other men, but most of me found it very erotic that she did. "That's cool," I said. "Any plans for when, yet?" 

"Maybe tonight," she answered. She started to get up from the bed, and I noticed the shorts she wore last night n the floor beside the bed. "I'm jumping in the shower," She said grabbing her robe off the door. I watched her ass as it disappeared into the hall.

I sat up and looked at the shorts on the floor. I bent down and picked them up. I thought to myself for a minute moving the shorts so I could see the crotch. There were white smears that had faded from sitting all night. I began to bring the shorts closer to my face, and breathed in deeply. It had a very powerful smell of cum and sex. I could smell her pussy on the crotch. I gave the shorts one more smell, than began to feel perverted and threw them in the hamper. 

I got out of the bed and threw my robe on, walking down the hall to the bathroom. As I peaked in the door I could see Mary's sexy naked body through the glass of the shower. I leaned in the doorway watching her wash. She slithered the loofah over her breasts, and down to her crotch. She put her arm behind her to clean between her asses as she saw me watching. 

"Whatcha doin?" She asked with a snigger.

"Oh, just savoring the show." I answered.

She gave a little chuckle. "You seem really happy this morning. More than me, and I'm the one that got laid" She said joked me. "Did you find my shorts; I left them by the bed."

I looked at her awkwardly. "What?" 

She stopped her washing and pulled the sliding glass door open. Sticking her head out of the shower, she looked at me staggered. "C'mon... I know you, little pervert." She laughed as she closed the shower again.

Damn, she really did know me. She has never ceased to surprise me in all the years we have been together. "Yea... I did," I mumbled back. "I can't help it; I think it's really hot." I said, my voice getting louder.

She laughed as I walked out of the bathroom.

Later that afternoon Mary came out to meet me in the front of the house, as I was washing the car. "Hey, babe" she said walking closer to me.

I turned off the hose, and looked at her. "What's up?"

She came closer and handed me her beer. "John texted me, he wants to pick me up around five." She said grinning, as I gulped the beer.

I handed her back the bottle, "So, cards tonight I take it?" I asked her, as she swigged the bottle.

"Yea, he wants me to teach his roommate to play, and I guess stay and play with the two of them." 

I turned the hose back on, and continued to rinse the soap off the car. "Two guys tonight, huh?" I said teasingly.

She shrugged her shoulders, chugging the last of the beer. "Maybe" she said with a laugh.

I looked at her suspiciously. Her latest book was about three brothers who shared a wife. She told me it ended with all three of them fucking her at the same time, and that she thought that might be hot. I shrugged it off, because... well... because I did not see my wife taking more than one lover at a time. Nevertheless, I was known to be way off base when it came to Mary.

She returned inside as I finished the washing. Later, I came inside and did not see her downstairs. I called up the stairs, as I could only guess she was getting ready, as it was already four. "I'm almost done," she yelled down.

I began to wonder what she would wear for this outing. If I could tell, what she planned for this evening by what she was wearing. If it was easy access that meant; sex tonight, I thought. If not, just cards and no sex. I had a way of building everything up in my head, before anything was even decided. I used to do it all the time, back when I was still trying to get her to take other lovers. 

She came down the stairs wearing floral looking dress that went to her ankles, and brown sandals with gold buckled straps. Her toes were pained a dark beige, which matched her fingernails. The dress tied around the back of her neck, which depending on the tightness could show off her breasts very well. I saw she did tie it pretty tight. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail and her blonde bangs shagged in front of her eyes. I loved her hair that way. "How's this?" she questioned.

"You look very nice," I said with a smile.

She slid her lips to the side, "Uh huh". She began to twirl around in front of the stairs. "I'm going for laid back, and not trying to be too want-able." 

"I think that would do it." I said with a smirk.

She rolled her eyes at me. She then quickly turned around as she headed for the door. "No panties, though" She said with a smile. My jaw dropped. OK, change of plans I thought to myself. Sex tonight it is. 

Mary grabbed a lighter coat out of the closet and returned to the doorway. The door was open, and she peered out looking for her ride. "He's on his way, I take it," I said.

"He said he was" She turned back and said to me. "I get to meet Adam tonight."

"His roommate" I questioned.

She shook her head yes, not looking back. I looked her up and down, and noticed a gold anklet. I quickly started to analyze he lower half. She had a toe ring on each foot, which was odd for her. Mary usually only wore one, but I quickly dismissed that line of thinking, as I am sure I was being stuck on meaningless details again. 

"OK, that's him" She said opening the door. I walked closer and she gave me a kiss. "No idea what time I'll be back, but I will text with the plans when I get them." She said heading out the door. 

Several hours later, I looked at the clock, 10:00. Still nothing from Mary, as I checked to make sure my phone was on. Of course, it is on, I thought to myself. I turned the volume up and down, back to vibrate. For some reason checking to make sure the volume worked. All right, I decided I needed a distraction again. She did say she would text with the plans for the evening when she got them, so maybe they were just playing cards. I could not shake the thought I had earlier about her book, and her joking comment about having both of them.

I went into the kitchen to try to find something to munch on while I watched T.V. I managed to find some nachos and cheese, so I nuked that for my snack. I took the food and headed to the living room to see if there was anything on the television.

After flipping for several minutes, I did manage to find something I might be able to get into enough to distract me from what my wife was probably doing with two guys right now. Two rather young college guys. O.K. stop it, I thought to myself. I returned my focus to the television and waited, trying not to think about it.

At midnight, my phone finally went off. It was a text, from Mary. "Hey, remember that book I told you about?" My stomach dropped. Of course, I remembered the book, it is all I have thought about since you walked out the door, I thought. I thought quickly what to reply. Should I play stupid and say no, or should I immediately tell her I knew what she was leading to? If I played dumb, she might actually go into some details, so I opted for that one. 

"Which one, you read a lot of books" I sent.

I waited, staring at the phone the entire time anticipating her next text. The phone went off. "The one about the three brothers" is all it said. 

I laughed to myself nervously. Oh shit, she wanted to have a threesome with these young college guys. What to type back, what to type back? I thought repeatedly to myself. Fuck it. "Are you talking threesome now?"

It took her a few minutes and my thought ran wild, was she hesitant to tell me or was she already in the act and trying to fill me in? It felt like hours, but I finally got a text from her. "Yes"

Really, one word that is all I get back! This is sort of a big deal, well to me at least. "Uh... More specific," I texted back to her.

Her next reply seemed to come rather quickly. "Yes, do you care?" The sensation in my chest began to intensify and the feeling in my stomach continued. Be careful, I thought to myself. Whom am I kidding, I wanted her to, I thought this was almost as hot as everything I've seen her do already. What are you waiting for, text her back and say "Hell yeah", I thought. 

I timidly replied, "No I don't care"... I did not send that. I quickly erased it. I need something better. I needed to know more details. "What are you doing right now?" There, I sent it. Now, just wait to find out, my thoughts continued to battle through my head. 

"Just sitting at the table playing strip poker and I'm losing... badly" she sent back to me.

Oh, shit! My visions of Mary sitting at the table naked, with two other guys flooded me. Well, I thought, if I do not send the OK, it will be even longer before she gets home. Then I will not find out any details for a long time. I had a new thought. "Did they ask you to have a threesome?" 

Again, it took a while for her reply. Maybe it's her turn, and that's why it's taking so long. 

"No. I want to bring it up." 

Damn. She really is enjoying the choice she made to be a slut. Evidently the biggest slut she could be. "OK" I sent her. 

I set the phone down on the coffee table, as I was sure I would not hear any more from her, until she returned home. I tried to go back to the T.V. show I had been watching, but the feeling in my chest was taking priority. Damn it, I needed a beer. I walked to the kitchen to see if we had any. No beer, I had to go to the store that could be good. A nice drive to take my mind off the events that were unfolding, I grabbed my keys off the table and headed out the door.

I decided to go to the store the next town over, to take up more time. It was easier for me to clear my mind when driving and the time did seem to past faster. I returned home at about one a.m. I had already cracked two beers on the drive and took the remaining four to the fridge. I pulled my phone from my pocket. Just making sure, I did not miss anything, even though I have been caring the phone close for about an hour.

I went through all the texts we had sent earlier. Rereading them just elevated my anticipation of her return. God, I hated the waiting. But, it was worthwhile when she returned with wonderful stories about her slutty adventures in another man's arms. 

I grabbed another beer and headed back to the couch. I flipped though several channels, as my show had gone off while I was away. Finding something decent, I managed to watch. 

Several hours past, and I looked up to the clock. 3:00 and still no word, my thoughts began to jump around again. I wondered if she let them DP her. If she would suck them both off at the same time, or if she would let them both cum all over her at the same time. Fuck! I need a new show; this so was not working for me. 

I finally heard her key in the door around 6:00. I eagerly jumped off the couch and opened the door before she had a chance to. "Hey" I said.

"Wow" she stepped back laughing. "Someone is excited." She said putting her purse on the table and taking off her coat. She then wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me deeply. 

"Have fun?" I asked, trying to make small talk so not to interrogate her.

"It was an OK night." She said walking away from me to the kitchen.

What the fuck was she doing? She was toying with me she had to be. I reached out and grabbed her arm as she passed me by. "Wait" I stammered.

She turned and looked at me with a huge smile on her face. "Yes" she asked.

"Oh come on!" I pleaded stamping my foot.

She extended her hand, inviting me to sit down on the couch. I sat; she then joined me, crossing her legs as she sat. She then looked blankly at me. It was killing me that she was not spitting out every bit of information for me.

"Did you fuck them?" I anxiously asked her, the feeling still present in my chest.

"Yes I did. Both of them, mostly together, some one on one" She said with a smile. My erection immediately began to grow in my sweat pants that I had changed into, expecting her return. The feeling in my chest intensified and started shaking slightly, my hands becoming sweatier. 

I looked at her; with my eyes widened... she had just fucked two guys, at the same time. This was a first. A really hot first, mind you. This was incredible, the most trampy-iest thing my wife had ever done. God, I wish I could have watched it. "Why are you being stingy with the details?" I questioned. 

She grabbed her purse off the table and began to riffle through it. She pulled out a DVD disk and handed it to me. "Adam is majoring in video editing, so he had all the equipment. I suggest we film the whole thing for you, because you like to jerk off to me and what I do with these other men." She handed me the disk with a grin.

I jumped off the couch and headed to the Blu-Ray player. After I inserted it into the machine, I pulled my sweats off before sitting back on the couch, my cock rock hard now. Mary began to get up, "Aren't you going to watch it with me?" I asked her.

She looked down at me, "Why, I was there." She said starting to walk away. 

"O.K. would you watch it with me" I rephrased.

"Ray, it's like after six in the morning and I've had a very extensive night of sex, I'm tired and want to go to sleep." She leaned in and kissed me. I agreed it was late or early and that she was probably tired as hell, disappointedly I let go of her hand as she walked up the stairs. 

I grabbed the remote and hit play. The movie started with a guy I did not recognize, so I assume that must be Adam. It looked like he was positioning the camera, focusing on a table. The table, I questioned to myself, not my first choice for the sex... but whatever. 

As 'Adam' moved out of the shot, I saw Mary sitting on the table naked and John standing beside her kissing her neck while she stroked his cock. Then Adam walked into the shot, as Mary extended her hand out and grabbed his dick. She then leaned over and put him into her mouth, while he grabbed her hair and ran his fingers through it. John was now sucking on her breasts, still off to the side. 

After a moment of sucking on Adam's cock, she changed and started to suck off John while Adam began to fondle her breast and slide his hand between my wife's thighs. 

I continued to jerk my dick but slowed, as I was sure I would not last past the foreplay. I mean fuck! Two guys fucking my wife. Maybe that is why she did not want to watch the video with me; she wanted me to be surprised and knew I would have too many questions for her. 

She now had two cocks, one in each hand and stroked the new guy, while she sucked on John's. Thoughts raced in my mind, she was playing strip poker with two college guys, and losing. Then decided to fuck them both at some point, my god, this was so fucking wild!

She took Adam in her mouth as she moved her hand to John's stiff member. He then pulled her off the table, and she got on her knees on the floor in the middle of the two. She bobbed up and down, moving from dick to dick stroking the ones she was not sucking. Goddamn, this was hot! I watched in complete awe, stroking myself all the while.

After she sucked both of them off for a few minutes, John pulled her to her feet, bent her over slightly and entered her from behind. Adam moved to the front and started on her mouth again. What the fuck, I thought to myself. Mary has just shown me a new kind of slut that she was. 

I wondered how much longer I would be able to hold out before I spilled my load. I had to stop all jerking several times. They switched up and rearranged a few times. Both got a chance to bang her from behind; then Adam came closer into view and shut off the camera. 

The camera must have been on a tripod, because the next scene opened with Mary lying in a bed, with one of them pumping away missionary. I could not tell which one was fucking her now, as it was just his ass, but I could see his dick penetrate my wife continually. One of them must have been just watching, as they were not in the shot, as whomever it was, plugged on.

I then realized it was John, as he stood removing himself from Mary's pussy. Then Adam moved in and took his place. I heard Mary give out a yelp as the new guy entered her. I liked this one better, as he lifted her legs in the air, exposing her feet flopping around while he fucked her. She seemed to moan more with this guy, and I began to contemplate if she would repeat this night's events, or even take Adam as a solo lover. Too far ahead, calm down and focus I thought.

It did not look like either of them came; they seemed to just be switching at random now. Then they pulled Mary to the edge of the bed, to the side of the camera shot, while John lay on the bed in front of her. She went down and began to suck his cock, while Adam went behind. Then Adam moved, switching with John. 

Mary climbed up to the center of the bed, still at in the same camera angle. She then straddled Adam and started to kiss him while she began pumping on his dick. I then saw John come from behind and insert himself as well. That was in her ass, I thought to myself as Mary gave out a groan. She was now taking two guys, at the same time... I knew when she read that book of hers, she commented on how fun it sounded but I actually thought she'd never try it.

Then they began to switch again, John assumed the lower position and Adam started to take over on my wife's ass. His turn was short lived as I heard Mary begin to complain that his cock was too fat for her ass, and hurt. So, they switched back. 

When they each had a turn in my wife's ass... and she had fulfilled her fantasy of being DP'd, the camera moved again. Same room, but different angle as the floor was now the focal point. They both stood over her, and began jerking their cocks. I could barely make out the words, but it sounded as if Mary was talking dirty in order to coax them to cum on her. Her face? Did she just beg them to cum on her face, both of them? 




Mary and her Lovers Ch. 07



Then they exploded, all over my beautiful wife's face. As they came, she had both arms extended and had a pair of testicles in each hand. When their shooting seemed to dissipate, I saw her move them closer, and then she took both of their cocks into her mouth as she fingered herself. I lost it, and exploded my cum everywhere. It was the largest load I ever remember shooting. 

I lay there, with my pants off and thrown beside me as my penis began to shrivel from the loss of erection. I continued to watch the video as it played on. Mary stood, came closer to the camera and began to do her custom cum play and lick off her fingers. As she took in the last drop, she looked clearly into the camera. "Did you like baby? I did, loved it actually." She then twirled around and kissed each guy on the cheek. She then came even closer to the camera. "OK babe, I'll be heading out of here soon... I hope you enjoyed the show and shot a big load for me." She said with a snicker. The camera then turned off.

Wow... I thought to myself. My wife just made me a fucking porno of her in a threesome with two attractive, young, college guys! I grabbed my sweat pants off the floor, turned off the Blu-Ray player and television, while I headed upstairs. 

TO BE CONTINUED



Mary and her Lovers Ch. 08



Part VIII

When Secrets Come Out and Date Night

The next day was uneventful, and Mary would not even talk to me about what happened in the video she brought me last night. She did not say she would not talk to me about it, just avoided my questions and changed the subject frequently. I thought that I would just play it off as if I did not notice, and wait a few days to bring it up again.

She spent most of day texting someone, although she never offered to tell me who it was. I didn’t ask, and just assumed it was either John or Adam. Later that day she told me her and Tonya were going to head to mall and do some shopping, and they would be gone all afternoon. 

I saw Tonya’s car pull into our drive, Mary kissed me goodbye and headed out. My mind began to wonder, as it usually did when she was not around. It began to fill with paranoid possibilities, of what she was hiding about the text messages or why she did not want to answer any of my questions about the previous night.

I then began to do something I had never done before, something that I thought unthinkable, up until now, for some reason. I suppose the paranoia was getting the best of me, but I just had to know… something, anything, more details. 

I walked over to the kitchen table and grabbed her laptop. As I walked over to sit on the couch, I opened it up and turned it on. I debated closing it, putting it back and letting everything alone as I waited for the operating system to load. Even if she were keeping something from me, she would tell me eventually or make it a surprise for me. 

As it completed booting, I fervently began to search around. Starting with the usual places; ‘My Documents’, a folder named ‘Personal’, a folder named ‘Notes’ and then I looked in the ‘Program Files’, searching for anything that looked like it didn’t fit. Nothing. Hmm, was it possible I was just paranoid, and there was nothing to find out? 

I then, just by happenstance, clicked on an unnamed disk that was in the drive. It showed a ton of text files, named obscure things. I clicked on the first one, titled ‘One’, ironically. This was a detailed description of everything we had talked about. Almost, everything I had said, every reason I gave, and she wrote that I wanted this so bad, she was willing to try it for me. This must have been a digital diary. I knew she kept one, just could never find it, and was never sure I would ever even read it, if I did.  

I then opened the next one; this one was all about Chris. How she thought he was sexy, how she thought about approaching him before he approached her. How amazing the sex was, and of course how enormous, his cock was. I then started randomly opening files, more about Chris, a few about John, the gas station fuck as well as the sex in his car. 

This was a chronological, detailed account of everything she had done, since we started this. I moved the cursor to the bottom, and opened the last one. It was about last night. When the fuck did she have time to type this out, I wondered to myself.

She typed pretty much everything I saw on the video, the only difference was her detailed descriptions about how she felt and which parts she liked. I did now have a window to the events that led to her threesome now, though. It was actually somewhat boring. They played strip poker, she purposefully lost, and judged their reactions to her naked body as she sat before them. She had planned to have sex with both of them before they even started playing, it said. It was her idea to play poker, then strip poker too. Wow… I was dumbfounded. My wife really was a slut, but I honestly enjoyed knowing that… and reading her innermost secrets about how much she enjoyed playing the slut wife role. 

It also said she ‘overly’ fondled John in front of Adam, while flirting with him. She even snuck a few kisses and some ‘hot petting’ when they were alone during John’s bathroom breaks, and drink refills. It stated, she confronted Adam about the threesome first, when they were alone making out during John’s absence. She then told him about me, how I got off on all this and loved to watch. That is when Adam told her about his major, and explained about all the video equipment. I guess John did not need much persuading into the idea, because she did not even both to mention bringing it up with him. 

At the end, she mentioned the threesome was the second best sex she had. That sat sorely with me, at first, Knowing that Chris was her first. I quickly disregarded that feeling, as I knew she would find the new experiences wonderful. 

I then grew a little bolder, and decided to check her personal email. Since it was her computer, the login was saved into the browser and there would be no hacking needed. There were random forwards from coworkers, a few from her mother and Tonya, and then I saw it. There were recent emails with Chris. Why she did not share this with me, that he was even contacting her, regardless of what he was saying, I thought to myself.

I decided to open them, as there turned out to be a few of them. They started out dull, just saying he was enjoying living in South Carolina and his new job. Then they started escalating. He started telling her how much he missed her and her pussy. How much he missed the sex and her mouth on him. I swiftly scrolled down to see her replies. 

She had said that she too missed the sex, and his ‘huge cock’. That she wished he had not taken that job, so they could still fuck all the time. She told him about John, but that it was not as good as it was with him. She asked if he would ever be visiting and if he did… if they could ‘hook up’. He said he was not sure, but if he did it would be a ‘sure thing’. 

Then, a few emails down the list I noticed the paper clip icon. I knew that meant picture attachments… so I clicked on those. The first few were random pictures of an apartment, a beach and some shots of him standing by that beach. Then… there were several of his erect dick, some of him stroking and a few of him cumming on a flat surface of some sort, and some in his hand. 

Then I noticed some pictures in her replies. They were of Mary, most naked posing provocatively, some masturbating, using various dildos she had. There were only a few taken at our house, some in our bed, some on our couch and some even on our kitchen table. However, there was also some from her cubicle at work, and some of her in the car. The ones she took at work were merely up skirt pictures, but she never seemed to be wearing underwear. 

I began to get an underwhelming feeling… Mary was secretly sharing naked, erotic photos with the ‘Greek god’ who just happened to be the best sex she ever had. She didn’t share this, why? This would have something I would have gotten off to, had I known, but, the secrecy… just pissed me off.

I could not approach her about this, as I was not very happy with what I had done to find out. I could not wait for her to bring it up, as these emails dated back a little over a month, and I was sure she had no plans to bring them up. I will just come up with something, I thought to myself.

It was a few hours before Mary returned, from the mall, and she asked me to help bring in the bags from Tonya’s car. I obliged. As we situated ourselves around the table for dinner, what I had found ate at me. I wanted to know, I wanted to ask her, but I did not. Instead, I took a different approach, not to draw attention to my dirty deed. 

“Have you heard anything from Chris?” I asked as we ate.

She did not even stutter with her fork. It looked as if I did not even surprise her with my random question about someone we had not talked about in over a month.  “Yea” she said nonchalantly. 

I thought carefully. Maybe I was reading far too much into this, and she was not trying to hide the emails from me. Maybe I was just being distrustful and thinking since my wife readily accepted fucking other men that did not mean she readily accepted hiding things from me. 

“Oh, yea” I said, taking a bite from my food.

“I get emails from him, sometimes. He says he really enjoying his new job and loves the beach.” She said continuing her meal.

I was taken aback by her reply. She was telling me about the emails, maybe she had nothing to hide. “Anything else” I continued to question.

“Yea, we started sending dirty pictures.” She said, looking up from her plate.

She told me. What the fuck was I doing? Of course, she would not hide anything from me. She loved me, I was her husband and if it were not for me, she would never even consider fucking other men. I am the one that turned her into a slut. “That’s cool,” I said back to her.

“You’re not mad, are you?”

I shook my head no, as I felt all that anxiety leave my body. “Nope, I think that’s hot too,” I said with a smile.

We finished our meal and wound up sitting on the couch again, surfing Netflix for something to watch. I still wanted to continue my grilling of last night’s events, even though I had already read her deepest thoughts about the night. 

“Do you want to go out, tonight?” she asked me unexpectedly.

I looked down at her, as she lay on my lap. With a puzzled look on my face I asked “Where to?”

She sat up and kissed me. “I was thinking, you could sit in a corner booth, and watch me as I flirted with the first attractive man I saw. If things go well, we can get a hotel room and maybe you would be able to watch me fuck him.” She said with a big grin on her face.

My erection began to grow in my pants as the potentials flooded my mind. We had never done anything like that before. I wondered where she was getting all these erotic ideas, but figured it had a lot to do with her ‘new found acceptance’ of being a slut. “Sure!” I exclaimed with excitement.

She laughed harder this time. “Ok, let’s go get ready.” She said as she got up from the couch. As we headed toward the stairs, she turned to face me, “I’m not going to wear any panties tonight, then”. 

As I waited by the door for her to come down, I looked in the mirror and fixed my hair, in an effort to make it seem like I was not nearly as excited as I was. “Don’t worry, you look nice.” I heard her voice as she walked up behind me through her arms around my shoulders.

“Yea… sure…” I spluttered out. Then turned and put my hands on her hips as I kissed her. “Wow…” I said to her, with my mouth open and eyeing her up and down.

She gave a little giggle then stepped out into the open and twirled around. She looked amazing, her hair blonde let down with slight curls. She wore very red lipstick, and a diamond incrusted butterfly. She wore a deep-v blouse, black with mesh around her breasts. It did not expose what was underneath, but left enough cleavage in view to spark curiosity.  I pulled her closer to me, as I felt up her inner thigh, under the black mini skirt she had chosen to wear tonight. I eyebrows rose when I began to feel her pussy lips, as I brushed them slightly.

“No panties” I said with a shocked look on my face, as if I was not expecting it. She merely peered at me seductively, then reached out and grabbed her coat that I had thrown over the recliner that sat nearby. 

“I was thinking we should head to the McKinley,” she stated as she walked out the door toward the car. I eagerly followed in anticipation. The McKinley was this high-class upscale hotel downtown. The two of us had stayed there on our honeymoon, and it was very nice, the perfect spot for her to take a new lover, I thought when I heard her suggestion. 

As we drove, the closer we came to our destination, my stomach stated to become uneasy and the feeling in my chest started. She was not even doing anything yet, hell, we were not even there yet. Just the indication of what she might do, or what I might see excited me to the point that I already had a hard on.

We arrived and pulled up to the valet, as I walked around and opened her door. Extending my hand to her, she gave me a nice shot of her exposed pussy as she got out. I grinned widely as she tucked her arm into mine.

Before we walked any further in, she leaned over and whispered into my ear, “We should separate, so not to show we’re together.”

I agreed, and let her go in first, watching her ass the whole way. Then, I walked in, and requested a booth in the back facing the bar.

Sitting there drinking my scotch, I eagerly watched her at the bar. She was sitting alone, sipping a glass of red wine and making small talk with the bartender. Just then, I noticed a man approach and start to say something to my wife. I could not make out any indication of what he said, but he patted her shoulder as he walked away. Hmm… I thought to myself. He must have struck out.

At least fifteen minutes passed before another suitor approached her. This man was rather tall, just the way Mary prefers, and seemed attractive. Short dark brown hair, clean cut… must have been a stockbroker or some other corporate job. He seemed to make her laugh quickly, but I could tell it was her flirty laugh she gives when she doesn’t really find it funny, but more to appease. 

He then sat in the seat next to her and ordered two more glasses of wine. She lifted hers and sipped it, as he continued whatever he was saying to her. Her head nodded toward my direction and the man looked over, right at me. He smiled. Then, returned to her. 

This made me feel a weird mixture of excitement and embarrassment. What did she tell him? Did she say I’m here with my husband because he likes to watch me flirt with random men? Alternatively, did she go even further… and tell him she was here to find someone to fuck, so I could watch.  

As the waiter came over, I ordered another scotch and tirelessly watched my wife flirt with this man at the bar. He ordered another round for them, and they were both becoming more relaxed in each other company. She would randomly put her hand on his leg, and he would graze his hand on her arm. 

This went on for almost a half an hour, then he got up. That was it. I thought to myself. About forty-five minutes wasted on this guy, and he leaves? OK, maybe I was being a little annoyed that I was stuck sitting this far away from my wife, waiting, and the most likely candidate did not work out. I wondered how long she would try, before we gave up and went home.

Just then, he returned to her. She stood, and motioned for me to follow as both of them headed from the bar and into the hotel. He walked with his arm resting on her lower back and I walked a few feet behind them. She looked radiant, I thought as I watched this other man guide my wife into the elevator. 

As I made it to the elevator the two of them were pressed against the wall wrapped in a deep kiss, his hands had found his way to her breasts while she seemed to grab (what she could) of his ass. I stepped, in trying not to stare, as I was not sure what the arrangement was to be. They broke free from each other, and he spurted out “Just push 57” as he then continued his kissing of Mary.

The entire ride up, to floor 57 was somewhat strenuous for me. They did not stop their heavy kissing, and I could see her grab his package a few times. His hands roamed all over my wife’s body, but never found the panty-less prize hiding under her skirt.  

When the elevator door opened with a ding, I moved to the side as he pulled her along into the hall. When we reached the door, which I assume was his, he slid the key card through and the door opened. It was a nice room, with a kitchenette and divider that opened up to into a bedroom. At that time, I noticed a Jacuzzi tub in the corner. Yea, stockbroker I thought again.

As I walked into the room and closed the door behind me, I noticed a couch off to the side, so I took my seat. I watched as they immediately jumped in and started their enthusiastic kissing again. Then, she started to undo his shirt, and he helped until it was off. He had a rather large tattoo on his chest. It was some type of tribal design, but actually worked well with his muscular physique. 

Mary went down and started kissing his chest while her hands roamed his abs, which were very defined. He seemed to be more muscular even then, Chris was. I mean, Chris was rather muscular, but this man seemed to be more defined, which only kindled my embarrassment. 

She leaned away from him, holding onto his belt as she kicked off her shoes. Then, to my surprise, got down on her knees as she fumbled with his belt, sliding it out of the loops and throwing it aside. She was going to suck his dick already. I was taken aback, wow… Mary was really a slut. 

My erection grew as she unzipped him, pulling his pants down and exposing his under garments. They appeared to be silk, gray silk. What the fuck? My mind began to race, this was the most ritzy manly man I had seen my wife show and interest in, let alone eagerly look at. 

My eyes grew a little bit, by her expression when she slid down the silk boxers and exposed his, already hard cock. It was large, not Chris large… but at least eight inches and rather fat around. She coupled her hands around it as she looked back at me with a look of excitement on her face. “This is nice,” she said to me, before turning and taking him into her mouth.

I grinned at her; I like it when she talked to me while she was with other men. I much more preferred it when she was not dominating though. She adamantly sucked his dick; while I watched, her head bob up and down and noticed he looked at me. He shot me a grin, so I grinned back. “She’s good at this,” he said with a big smile on his face. “You really like seeing her suck cock.”

I shook my head yes. “I think it’s hot” I replied to him. 

He rather chuckled. “Well, I’m from San Diego, here on business, but when I’m here… feel free to call me” he said placing both hands on Mary’s head. He began guiding her head, as she let out inviting moans.

He gave a few pants, as he started pushing her head down even further. He looked up at me again, “So, what do you like just jerk-off while I fuck her” he asked.

“Not sure,” I started. “I’ve only been there one other time, usually she tells me about what happened when she gets home.” 

His gaze left me and he focused his attention more on Mary again, “Well, feel free to stroke it bro,” he said giving random facial expressions that he was enjoying what my wife was doing. Then, I reached down and unzipped my slacks, as my cock was practically begging me to be released.

As I took my hard on out of my pants, my wife turned around to me, “Yea babe, stroke that dick,” she said with a smile, “Because I’m going to fuck the shit out of this cock.” She then turned and resumed her sucking.

I stroked my dick, as she sucked for what felt like forever, until he finally pulled her up to him, began kissing her and slid his hand under her skirt. She willingly invited his fingers, as she took off her top. The kissing became more elevated as he took the rest of his pants down, with his foot. He then pulled down her skirt and shuffled with Mary to the bed. 

“Should I strap up,” he asked looking back at me. 

I shrugged, “That’s up to her.” I said.

He then looked at her, waiting her reply. She giggled, “Well…” she murmured. “Ray, will you eat the cum out of me?” she asked.

His face widened as he looked back to me, again. I felt a wave of embarrassment wash over me. Then, I thought about it for a second. I do not know this person, and may never see him again… “Sure” I said.

His expression grew happy and he rolled in Mary’s direction, lifted her legs slightly higher and ran his fingers over her pussy. Telling she was already wet, he moved closer and slid his dick inside her. I began my jerking and he began his thrusting. 

Mary let out a loud grunt when he first slid in, from his girth, I am guessing, but that seemed to dissipate as he got in and started his motion. He moved her legs over his arms, and I had a better view of him entering her as well as her soles raised in the air.




Mary and her Lovers Ch. 08



He pumped her that way for a bit, and then bent her legs so her feet were resting on his chest. He grabbed her ankles and held them out before him, as he leaned in and began to suck on her toes. That rather surprised me; having a huge foot fetish I have never seen or heard of another man enjoying my wife’s sexy feet. 

She let out a seductive giggle as he sucked her toes and continued his thrusting into her. “Did you see that, Ray?” she said to me, “He likes toes too”. 

He stopped his toe sucking and looked back at me, not missing a push in my wife’s hole. “You have a foot fetish too,” he asked. I shook my head yes, and he cracked a smile, “Great, so can I get a foot job too?”

Too bad this guy lived across the country, I would not mind watching him fuck my wife more often. “Sure” I heard Mary tell him as he slid out of her. He repositioned her feet to accept his cock between them, as I walked from the couch over to the edge of the bed and sat down.

I watched in amazement as he fucked my wife’s feet, but then he let go and my wife took over. I tried to get her to give me a foot job on several occasions, but she always complained her hurt her legs. But, here she was wanking away with those sexy feet, toes grasping his shaft with her toes and enjoying every second. 

This went on for some time, before he looked at her and said, “I want to hit it from the back, because that ass is amazing”. He quickly flipped her over and positioned her so her head was facing me as he moved into her from behind. She let out another gasp when he shoved in, and gave me a look of ‘wow’.

As he shoved his dick in and out of Mary, he grabbed and squeezed her ass cheeks tight. “Damn, you’re a lucky son of a bitch” he said looking over at me. “To be married to this ass and sexiness”

I smiled over at him. His focused returned to my wife’s ass as I jerked on.

She lifted her up as she was looking down while grinding onto his dick, and I could see her orgasm written all over her face. I started stoking harder and faster as she began to yelp. “Oh…” she started to scream. “Fuck, yea.” He began pumping harder now bending her over more with one hand, the other one still grabbing her juicy ass. “I’m coming, Rick” she screamed. “Fuck me, faster, fuck me”. 

I then realized his name must have been Rick. No one bothered to inform me about that, but then I thought it probably was not important for me to know. He then took his ‘bending’ hand and started to smack my wife’s ass. With a loud smack he blurted out “I’m going to come all inside you, Mary” as his face began to show the feeling of his cum exploding into my wife.

His pumping slowed, as Marys’ increased, shoving her ass into his cock. 

Her moving then began to slow, as he slid out of her. “So, how does this work?” he questioned looking right at me. Mary began to sit up, sliding me down to the bed, as she straddled my face. I began to lap up every salty drop of their cum. She grinded on my face as I stroked my cock. I could hear them kissing each other as I spurted my load. She continued to grind, as I figured she would have another orgasm. She then started to dig her nails into my scalp as her thrusting increased. Rick was kissing her and fondling her tits, as she came again. The taste flooded my mouth, the salty liquid making her pussy so slippery. 

I ate up the rest of what I could as she climbed off. She then scooted up and began to lay with Rick as he played with her nipples. I sat up on the bed and looked over at them. “This is a nice cock,” Mary said caressing his dick and looking at him. He leaned in and kissed her, as she opened their mouths to show me their tongues move around each other.

As I lay there, leaning back on my elbows at the edge of the bed, I watched my wife and Rick fondle each other gently and kiss some more. After a bit, Mary said we should be leaving, but got his contact information and said we would definitely do this again whenever he was in town.  

On the drive home, she told me how much she enjoyed that and I concurred. That was what I was more comfortable I explained to her. It felt more laid back and open, and I did not feel pressured to do anything. I liked that better. Maybe I am a cuckold. Maybe just a voyeur, either way I loved to watch my wife, Mary fuck and suck whoever she wanted to, and that made me cum, every time.

TO BE CONTINUED??