0 comments/ 157349 views/ 5 favorites My Wife Eve By: Talldarkmale My wife and I met at university we had studied art and head the good fortune to be placed in the same group. I was instantly drawn to her, she has the most magnetic smile and eyes which seem to light up when she speaks, the way she pronounces words makes me want to keep her talking, she seems to pronounce every single letter in each word but somehow it sounds so right. We gradually became closer and found we had the same kind of interests and pastimes and liked the same kind of music As the year went by, we had become really close - it was only a matter of time before the word `marriage` was brought up. One of the things I really admired about Eve was her love of the nicer things in life, she liked to have a good standard of living, her apartment back then was stunning, paintings and sculptures she had created adorned the walls, candle light gave the place a warm, welcoming glow and there was always a fresh fragrance in the air. Nothing has changed now, we have been married for ten years and she still manages to bewitch me with the way she delivers a sentence and the way her eyes sparkle. She is average height with long dark wavy hair, her tan is topped up every year when we go abroad on holidays, she has a nice slim figure, her aerobics sessions doing her the world of good. Her navel is pierced and she usually wears a diamond stud in which stands out against her smooth skin. Her legs are the best I have ever seen - I count myself to be very lucky to be with her. Our house has four bedrooms, a lounge, a large study/library, a nice big dining room and a conservatory. At the back of the house is a thirty foot garden, as we both like the idea of evergreen plants, the garden is very green, no flowers to speak of Eve says they look too "Picture post card", I agree. There has always been a space at the foot of the garden which neither of us quite knew what to do with, so one day out of the blue I mentioned that maybe we could build a shed/workshop there, Eve loved this suggestion, she smiled at me and gave me a lovely long kiss. Off we went to the local D.I.Y store to see what kind of thing they had there in the way of flat packed sheds. We ended up buying the biggest one they had, which was also the most expensive, but that did not matter. I purchased it there and then with my credit card and we headed off into town to celebrate our purchase with lunch and a drink or two. On the day of delivery, the van pulled up round the back of the garden, on the gravel track which runs along there. Three workmen began unloading panel after panel of pre treated wood, stacking them up on the lawn. In the end, I signed for the delivery and began looking over this new wooden `mountain` in the garden. "Well Eve, I am going to get started, got a busy day tomorrow so I want to get this finished, could you ring Mike and ask him to come and give me a hand please babe?" "Ok, be right back" with that she smiled at me and went into the house to phone my brother Mike. Between the two of us we did a really good job, even though it did take us damn near the whole day, it was getting dark when we finally finished. To celebrate the completion of the job, Eve brought us some cold beers, we drank those beers and I tell you, I have never enjoyed a drink so much! The next morning, as I was starting out for work, I took a quick look down the garden at the shed and to my disbelief there was a gap where the roof joints had split. "Damn it, Eve, can you get onto the store today and get them to come and replace these joints please babe?" "Ok my love, and all your hard work too, never mind, we will sort it, I shall get onto them as soon as they open", with that, she gave me a peck on the cheek and I left. At about 9.30 that morning, Eve rang me to tell me that the store was sending a repairman along to look at the problem, but they could not tell her what time it would be, so she was going to stay at home all day. "Ok darling, thanks for telling me, cannot wait to see you later, bye for now" I returned home at about 6 that evening and as the shed had been on my mind on the journey home, I walked straight into the garden to look at the shed, the roof looked good as new, Eve was sitting on the bench nearby with a glass of wine, surveying our `new` shed. As I approached, she turned and smiled at me with `that` smile. "The repairman came, he fixed the gap but he will have to return tomorrow, something about new wooden parts which need protecting or something, he looked like, the guy from that film we watched the other night?" "Oh, you mean Samuel L Jackson?" "Yes! Samuel L Jackson, anyway, come and look what I have done!" With that, she took me by the hand and led me to the open shed door and inside. She had worked wonders! There were racks for my tools to hang from, there were paintings on each wall, hers of course and on the floor she had fitted a thick carpet, it was perfect!, there was a heater in one corner and the shed window had been draped with white see-through net curtain, there was an upside down arch cut out of the net in the centre, another stunning finishing touch. "I cannot believe this my love, you have done a stunning job! Look at this place, its incredible!" I put my arm around her waist and kissed her head, she stood there looking proud of herself, which made her look all the more desirable. I led her by the hand to the house and we had a lovely evening together just cuddling up, talking and drinking wine. The following morning, I looked again at the shed and this time all seemed to be in order. On the way out, I asked Eve to let me know how the days repairs go, she agreed and kissed me as I closed the door behind me. I did not hear from her all day so at about 2pm, I rang her mobile phone, thinking she was out somewhere or she had forgotten or something, I realised then that she has her phone on vibrate with no audible ring tone, I assumed that she had put her phone down in the house somewhere and did not know I was calling. As I had finished most of my work, I decided to go home. When I arrived, I went straight upstairs, calling her name but there was no answer. Confused, I went back downstairs and stood looking through the conservatory window, looking around the garden, Where was she? Suddenly, I noticed the net curtain in the shed twitch, and again, and again! I smiled to myself, thinking she was busy preparing another surprise for me to come home to. I crept quietly down the garden along the lawn so she would not hear me and when I was within about ten feet, I heard her gasp, I looked around and saw the logo from the store on a car door through a gap in the trees. I took a closer look, as I peered through the window, I could see my wife Eve on all fours, her jeans and lace panties had been discarded on the floor next to her, a young black male was on his knees behind her moving backwards and forwards, his trousers were down around his knees, as he moved, he held her by the waist. A second black male was on his knees in front of her, he had removed his trousers completely, they were in the corner, she sucked his cock greedily, moaning, as she moved with the thrusts of the first male. The guy with his cock in her mouth had two handfuls of her hair and he gripped it really tight, almost pulling her mouth onto him. This guy only looked about 18 years old! His eyes were tightly shut and he had a broad smile on his face, I watched transfixed, jealous but strangely turned on, I had never thought about her with anyone else before, these two black youngsters were screwing my Eve! The guy who had his back to me was well toned, his back was well defined, I had noticed he had a tattoo on his shoulder, it looked like Ice T but I was not sure. As he thrust into her, the muscles in his buttocks tensed and then relaxed as he withdrew. Eve moaned again as his rhythm became faster and slowed down again. The two guys talked to one another occasionally but I could not quite make out what they were saying, the sound was muffled. The guy in front began to buck and twitch and I guessed his orgasm was approaching, he gasped but tried to keep quiet for fear of alerting the neighbours, he built up his rhythm until he was screwing her mouth for all he was worth, Eve moaned out aloud as she could sense what was about to happen, his movements stopped completely and he threw his head back as his orgasm hit him, Eve swallowed his cum, savouring every drop, he moved again slowly, looking down at her lips around him. eventually released his grip on her hair and pulled away, his cock came into view and I saw that it was still joined to Eves mouth by a `sinew` of cum for a second or two. He moved into the corner of the room, still smiling and sat back, not bothering to dress himself as he watched his friend continue to take my wife from behind. I quietly slipped away, my erection so hard it was beginning to hurt. I sat in my car outside the front door and waited for signs of life in the house, I would know then she had finished. I saw her through the glass of the front door, she entered the hallway so I climbed out of my car and slammed the door, to make it look like I had just arrived home. She must have heard me because all of a sudden she was in some kind of hurry to get upstairs I entered the house and heard the shower spring into life from upstairs. Later that evening as we sat and watched the TV, I told her what I had seen, she was absolutely mortified and begged for my forgiveness over and over again, begging me not to leave her. My reaction must have reassured her, I told her to calm down and explain what had happened. She told me that the lad had returned to do the repair work, his name was `Darren` and he had brought his friend from the store with him, his name was `Christopher`, he had apparently told the younger lad how hot Eve was and would he like to come and see for himself? Being a horny 18year old lad, he agreed, Darren was only 20 but had been put in charge of Christopher at work to show him the ropes. Anyway, she had been so pleased with the work that she had thrown her arms around Darren excitedly, she had released him and when she looked into his eyes, one thing led to another, they kissed and she had taken him to the shed where no one would see them. All through her explanation she kept saying how sorry she was and please do not leave. I managed to convince her everything was ok, I told her it had been quite a turn on to see her at the mercy of the two lads, I asked her if she enjoyed herself and she told me she did, lots. I told her I had called her phone at 2pm that day but she said she had left the phone upstairs, she had taken the lads into the shed at about 12pm, she had been screwing these young lads for three hours!! Well, maybe we could keep this going? I wanted her to have fun as long as I knew about it first, would she like to keep her two lovers? Bring them back and take them to the shed again? She smiled, now knowing I was serious, she kissed me and said "Thank you my sweet, thanks, leave it to me, I shall give Darren a ring and arrange for him to return" We did not really talk about it again until I received a call at my office, it was Eve, she told me that Darren and Christopher were calling round at 12 0clock that day and could I have the rest of the day off? My heart pounded in my chest, I agreed and drove home. As I walked through the front door, Eve was walking down the stairs, in heels, a very flared black skirt which came down to just above her knees, a black tie-up top and her hair was down, apparently, Darren liked to pull her hair while he screwed her, she liked that too. She had bought a new diamond cross and was wearing it in her navel, her top just hitching her breasts up slightly, her high heels made her legs look even more lovely, she wore a diamond tennis bracelet on her wrist which sparkled, the effect was stunning. I walked over to her and put my arms around her and kissed her delicately on the lips so as not to ruin her lipstick. "You had better move your car my love, if they see it outside the house, they will just drive past ok?" This I did, I drove down to the park at the end of the street and parked up. I ran back to the house, Eve, told me to wait in the upstairs bedroom. After about twenty minutes, she came running up the stairs, breathlessly, she was very turned on, her breasts rising and falling with her deep breaths, "They are going to be here in a few minutes they have just called!" "Ok, I shall stay here and watch, I hope I enjoy this as much as you are going to" I said to her, she winked at me and went back down the stairs, her heels clumping on the stair carpet. After a few minutes I saw the car pull up round the back of the garden on the gravel track, my heart again began to pound, the gate at the bottom of the garden opened and the same two lads walked in slowly dressed in sports gear, when they saw Eve walking down the garden to greet them, Darren stood still, his face was a picture of lust, he wanted her so badly, as she moved, the skirt clung to her ass, showing her off perfectly. She walked straight up to Darren, kissed him lingeringly, and then Christopher, she kissed him for a few minutes, before reaching for his hand and leading him to the shed, Darren followed. My thoughts ran riot as I saw the outline of a sports jacket being removed and someone else stepping out of a pair of jogging bottoms………………..Two hours later, Darren and Christopher emerged from the open shed door, they looked worn out but very happy. Eve followed, kissed both of them deeply and waved them goodbye. Her hair was messed up, as she walked up the garden, she smiled up to the room she knew I was watching from, fastening her skirt as she walked back to the house. That evening, she told me all about it, telling me she had been "Well and truly ridden" by them both. The signs were there, her jaw ached because she had been sucking two big cocks her ass was red because Christopher liked to slap her occasionally as he took her. She leaned in to me and whispered in my ear that Darren had "fucked her ass" too. We have an arrangement now, as long as she tells me, she can have her fun with the lads a couple of times a week, usually both together, but if one of them cannot make it, she has the other one. I am beginning to wander if she would like three black guys together?? I will keep you posted. My Wife Explores Her Sexual Side Three years ago my beautiful wife named Eloise whom everyone tells me looks like Beaver Cleaver's Mom complete with the pearls and the stylish dresses, informed me that she wanted to explore her sexual side. Needless to say my life has never been the same. Needless to say I walk around with a constant hard-on. For example one time I came home and after the two of us had dinner with our kids and our kids were outside playing my wife tells me that she has the hots for the 18 year old black girl who is our neighbor and is our babysitter. Since the black girl in question looks like one of the members of Destiny's Child I was very interest in hearing about my wife's fantasy and she told me all of the details. "I just think that bitch is so fucking hot," Diana tells me as she talk dirty. Knowing that I love it when she talks dirty. "Yesterday when she came over to watch the kids she was wearing her tight jeans and this tight t-shirt and I'll tell you I just wanted to grab that Chocolate bunny and bury my mouth in that hot pussy of her's." Eloise went on to ask me what I thought of the neighborhood black girl who was named LaShonda and I told her that I, too, thought she was hot. Eloise then told me that the next day she wanted to send the kids over to her parents and have me out of the house so she could invite LaShonda over and hopefully seduce her. "You think she likes pussy?" I asked my wife who come to find out was not only a slut when it came to sucking cock but was also a slut when it came to eating pussy. "Well, we'll soon find out," Eloise said as she got up from the kitchen table. She then started doing the dishes and I just sat at the table trying to catch my breath. The next day was going to be interesting. One way or another. The next day Eloise took the kids to her parents' house and I spent the day going to the movies, dropping by the office to do some paper work, and eating a nice leisurely meal at an Italian restaurant. By the time I got home it was close to 5pm and I was sure I wouldn't be lucky and wouldn't find my wife in bed with a young, sexy black woman. Upon entering the house and going right to the bedroom I saw that I was right in assuming Eloise and LaShonda would not be in bed together but just as I was about to feel disappointed I heard a shriek as all of a sudden an excited LaShonda came running down the hall with my wife running after her. Both of them were naked except for the sexy lingerie they were wearing. "You're not going to catch me," I heard LaShonda tell my wife as the two of them ran into the living room. But my wife did catch the sexy young black woman and when she did my wife was like a man with his lady as she grabbed her by her pussy and made her face her as she shoved her tongue down her throat. I have no idea what Eloise did to seduce LaShonda but whatever she did work. Whatever she did made the babysitter see that the woman she called Mrs. Miller was a woman who wanted her. A woman who wanted to worship her body the only weay a woman could. It's now been over a year since Eloise seduce LaShonda and the sexy black girl is often a guest in our home and not just when she is babysitting our kids. In fact the babysitting chores are now the job of the grandparents where we ship off the kids whenever we feel like being with our young black playmate. Whenever Eloise feels like having some fun. On her part LaShonda has shown us a new way to play including the joys of bondage and humiliation. What LaShonda has shown us was the joy of allowing us to tie her up and to humiliate her in anyway we see fit. "Don't ask me why I get turn on by this," our friend told us one night when we were all laying naked in bed and telling each other our fantasies. LaShonda told us her fantasies which included being bound and gag and being dragged around by her hair. "I had a man who was very abusive to me," LaShonda said revealing a side to her both Eloise and I were unaware of. She said that the old boyfriend was now in prison but when they were together he use to beat her and even though she use to cry at the time she now realize that a part of her was turn on by the way she was treated. The way a man took total control of her body. "I love for someone else to be in total control," LaShonda admitted to us. Upon hearing this both Eloise and I looked at each other and smiled. Eloise knew what was on my mind and I surely knew what was on Eloise's mind. ***** ***** ***** The next day when LaShonda came to our house we had a big surprise for her. If she wanted to be tied up and abused and humiliate her then so be it. When LaShonda walked into the house Eloise shut the door behind her and when the black neighbor greeted my wife with a friendly smile and cheerful hello my wife responded not by doing the same but giving LaShonda a tremendous slap in the face and telling her to shut up. "What the fuck?" our black neighbor said at this point forgetting the fantasy that she had told us the night before. But before anything else could be said by LaShonda my wife gave her another slap and backed her into our living room. All the while the black girl kept asking my wife why she was acting the way she was acting and meanwhile Eloise kept slapping her in the face and telling her to be quiet. "You shut up you Goddamn fucking black bitch," my wife said being as cruel as she could. She saw the tears in LaShonda's eyes but all she could do was laugh. Once the two of them were in the living room Eloise went behind LaShonda and wrapped her arms around her neck. She squeezed tight and followed the black girl down to her knees and then threw LaShonda down on the floor. At that point my wife grabbed a pair of handcuffs from the coffee table and cuffed the neighbor's hands behind her back. She then took an extension cord and looped it around two times across LaShonda's chest and then tying up her feet in such a way that LaShonda was totally vulnerable. Totally at the mercy of a woman who no longer was being the June Cleaver. Now she was an Evil Bitch and enjoying every minute of it. Now while all of this was going on I sat on my recliner and had the best seat of the house. I sat back in my chair and watched Eloise hog-tie LaShonda and then my wife took a roll of duct tape and wound the roll of tape three times around the black woman's face to make sure her mouth was covered and she couldn't make a sound. Once this was all done and with my wife Eloise breathing heavily------ and LaShonda totally helpless with tears rolling down her face and shaking in uncontrolled terror, I finally stood up from the recliner and walked slowly over to where the bound black girl was laying on the floor. "So you wanna be humiliated. Is that right, Bitch?" I ask as I stood over her. As I reached down and grabbed one of her tits. Squeezing tightly and then letting go. After I said all of this I then reached over to the coffee table and grabbed the big feather that Eloise had bought for this special occasion. When Eloise saw me put this feather in my hand she started to laugh but as for LaShonda was concern she started to squirm and act as if she were about to be taken to the guillotine. But no harm was to come to the lovely young black woman. Instead I was going to tickle her. Tickle her nipples which I knew were sensitive as well as her feet. For the next hour or so I brushed the feather against her hard nipples and her manicured feet and one could tell by the loud screams which were muffled by the duct tape and the way she squirmed on the floor that what I was doing to LaShonda was pure torture. It was pure hell for her but I did not stop. I did not stop as I kept shouting out to the black girl what a dirty whore she was. How she was my play-toy and she was at my mercy. Once I was through tickling LaShonda with the feather my wife and I thought it was time to end our little game and we untied our friend and took off the handcuffs as well as the extension cord and the duct tape from LaShonda's mouth. Of course it went without saying that once she was free from her restraints the black woman was very angry and she even threaten to go to the cops. But once she calmed down LaShonda had to admit that what she was put through was the kind of stuff which turn her on. What she went through may have been painful and humiliating but it made her hot. As a result just a few minutes after it was all over and after LaShonda had calm down and she was being held in the arms of my wife she insisted on making love to both of us. Taking turns sucking and fucking us and loving every minute of it. T H E E N D My Wife Explores Her Wilder Side The events I'm about to describe are utterly true however un-real they may seem. We were married somewhere in Arizona, almost 13 years ago. She was a rather pale demure young 19yr old, me cyclist build sandy blond 6 footer with grey/blue eyes. Back then her hair was somewhat past shoulder length and she tended to be pretty timid in bed, even though she learned rather quickly to suck cock pretty well --tending to be a little too rough sometimes. Well we went through quite a bit in the next four years and then had our first child which afforded quite a bit more to her breasts then previous -- at this time I enjoyed sucking and fucking those perky tits quite a lot. Two more years passed and we had yet another child. And up until 2 years ago was still quite the quiet wife. But then her 30's started creeping up on her and she felt like she was missing out as many do. She would now join me in my pornography viewing: of which my favorites were threesomes, gang-banging, and outdoors type of exhibitionism. Consequently then our sex life began to experience a little taste to add some excitement. She started off flashing: she would flash passersby as we were driving, or go down on me while we were driving. But then last summer something extraordinary happened, that turned the heat up quite a bit -- and that's something for Arizona. It all started when I started to try and bring our fantasy life a taste of realism to it. I had found one of those "swinger' web-sites you see and that is where it all began. At first I put out an ad to those who would be interested in seeing my nubile young wife, and possibly mixing it up a little. Of course some young men responded with a "hearty yes thank you," especially when I showed them some regular pics of her. It got even better when I sent them some partially clad pics, and then some full nude shots of her. --by this time they REALLY wanted to do something, so I let my wife know and she got excited too, to my surprise. I suggested possibly exchange fantasies with them, which also to my surprise she wanted to go for. They would both get pretty graphic with each her -- one young man even admitted he needed to clean up the keyboard now because he had just shot his load all over it in his office at work, while reading her email and looking at her pictures. Megan, my wife got pretty hot about all this, and I felt she was now ready to go one step further, to push the envelope as it were. You see that demure young lady had become, as one of our soon-to-be partners would say, a "fireball." Before long the emails turned to phone exchanges, where I would be getting her off as she was talking dirty with them. On one such exchange the gentlemen really didn't want to get off over the phone, he almost insisted they meet. I found this an incredible turn-on and I guess so did she, because we worked it out that she would meet him right then at a theatre near-by, outside. She dressed in a slutty mini and see through blouse with no bra, where her pert little titties showing perfectly through. He noticed her in the car from the pics, and invited her over to his truck where he escorted her in the passenger side. At this point my forever faithful wife did the un-expected once again, and gave the young man a full view of her bare pussy as she got into the seat. This was more than he could handle and so his hand quickly found it's way to it, and inserted a finger rather neatly between her folds. She let out a slight whimper at this, and he progressed to kneeling to the side of her in broad daylight and lick her, my wife's, incredible pussy right there in the parking lot. But that's not all, of course. She got nervous at this point, and wanted him to get in the truck. He went around, and as he got in the drivers side, he reached over lifted her top and begun to suck on my wife's breasts. This is all SHE could handle at this point, and point blank told him to take his cock out. (I could hardly belief all this when she recounts the events to me later) Not waiting though for him to do it, she immediately unzipped and put her head in his lap. Some background, my wife had never been with another man before me, so these events must have been a release of a lot of pent up sexuality and desire. She expertly surrounded his cockhead with her lips, and gently caressed the underside of his knob with the tip of her tongue. While she was sucking him off he pulled around to the back of the buildings next to the theatre, at which point they began feeling each other up and taking turns licking and sucking at things. This is when I called her on the cell phone and asked how things were going. She said "great," but I wanted more ,so I asked for her to put him on the phone ...after a second he got on, and I asked if he was enjoying my wife, and he said yes, thank you. I then even surprised myself and going with the whole chain of events, fully in fantasy mode, said "well, she's a beautiful lay, feel free to get inside her" ...I also recommended fucking her from behind and letting his balls slap against her ass, which she just loves -- to which he answered I don't mind if I do. The next time I called he had entered my wife, I mean really penetrated her sopping wet pussy -- he had fingered her pretty hard and made her come not long before. When she answered she told me SHE had lowered herself onto HIM, it dawned on me that our fantasy had come true. But just when I thought that was it, she told me that they were going to go at it again in a little bit when they had rested and cuddled. So a bit perplexed at what I had gotten us into I waited for about 20 minutes this time to call again, by this time he had mounted her again and spilt his load deep inside her once more. Well, this had been going on for an hour and a half now, and I was nervous --- but she said he was getting ready to cum again soon in her and was actually rocking on his cock as we spoke. I wanted her to come home though, I was uncomfortable at this point, and she did. When she got home she had a great big sheepish grin on her face and a hickie on her left breast, which REALLY turned me on. When I went to eat her out, I could smell another man's sex on her, and some cum dripping gently down the inside of one of her thighs. My wife was a slutty whore, and I loved it. We made love several times that nights, and she kept going. I actually came more in those few days then I ever have, including my ten years. 7 times a day, threes days in a row -- I couldn't believe I had that much in me. She was insatiable The next night, after their liaison -- this was when all three of us were to get together. Even though I was excited at the events previous I was pretty shaken up. Where do we go from here. I couldn't see us as swingers really, and still don't. But at this point I wanted to be a part of the fun. To see it all. To see her fuck him, lick him, and for both of us to cum on her lovely sweet face, which she loves by the way (a rarity it seems, even in these days) I was so excited to be a participant this time, but still could hardly believe that the other day had happened. We met at the hotel as planned. She wore another slutty mini, this time black and white. As we walked up the stairs I pulled her dress up to show him her bare white ass --- as we got to the second floor he put his arm around her and kissed her ..this was the first time I had SEEN her with another man, but there was even more shocks to come. As we got in the room, no sooner were we in there when they started making out, and he was quick to pull her top down to suck on her tits. As I watched in sheer amazement they graduated to the bed where he positioned his face between her legs, with them spread eagle on the bed. She wanted my cock in her mouth too though so I quickly complied as well. As I moved toward her pussy the other guy removed his clothes, and moved his cock to my wives hungry awaiting mouth. But I was anxious again to have her penetrated by another man, and watch her enjoy it. So I asked him if he would. He quickly moved into position and got on top of her. She bit down on his forearm as I watched him penetrate her from behind them. Slowly he increased momentum as his balls began to slap against her ass cheeks. It wasn't long before his whole body tensed, and he released his load of cum into her. I proceeded to then cum on her face interspersing with fucking her -- her being now filled with another mans cum in her cunt. In that evening I dropped two more loads on her face as he did two more in her pussy. That was the last we saw of Troy (we wanted her to graduate to better men) --- but we were onto brighter frontiers. Lance -- the sir Lance -a lot in shining armour. It was the next date, the day after we had met with Troy. This guy we were to meet with who said he liked to play quite a bit of baseball and felt himself quite athletic. But we were definitely not ready for the hardbody who walked through that hotel lobby THAT day. But that'll have to wait for another day's telling.