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Beverly and I

By: elia_cdl



Saturday, April 8, 2000 

(I started this journal for my own use and just put down my thoughts as they occurred. I wanted to record my thoughts and feelings and share them with my wife. After making several entries she said I should send it to Watching the Wife and share it with others. So here it is. These events are what really happened and I recorded them as soon afterwards as I could. I think they are pretty accurate. I have tried to write everything like someone else wrote it so if someone who knows me finds it they won't realize it's actually about me. That's why I changed all the names.) 

Well, it's 11:30 on Saturday, April 8, 2000. My wife is out, somewhere, and the kids are in bed, and I'm sitting here at the computer beginning a journal. 

I guess I should go back a little to explain how we got to this point. 

Beverly and I have been married for 16 years. Right out of high school. We have 4 kids. The oldest is 15 and the youngest is almost 6. 

I think we've had a great marriage. Everything has been pretty normal for a middle class white couple. It was a little tough when we were starting out, but I hung in at the job and got a couple of promotions and now I'm making enough that Bev can stay home and take care of the kids and house. 

Bev and I have both put on about 10 pounds since we got married but I don't think it has hurt either of us. A few of the pounds she put on are on her tits. She used to be a size 34B. Now she is a 35C. She has long blond hair and blue eyes. I think she's as beautiful today as the day we married. 

For quite a while after we got married we spent all of our free time in bed. I even had a couple of complaints from neighbors about not mowing the lawn enough. I guess that's what happens when you throw two healthy virgins together. I'd have to say we both had higher than the average sex drive. 

Sometimes I would chuckle to myself when I heard a friend talk about not having sex once or twice a week. It was pretty rare that Bev and I didn't have sex at least twice a day! 

We had to slow down some towards the end of Bev's first pregnancy. But after our first son was born, it didn't take long before we were back at it. You might think it's kinky, but we really liked getting it on while our son was nursing. Having him sucking on one tit and me on the other drove Bev crazy. And I liked it too. 

In any event life was great. About the time our first girl was born we were beginning to slow down some. It just seemed to happen naturally. Wake up too late one morning and head off for work without any sex. For some reason it didn't seem to me that I missed it. Then, maybe two or three mornings in a row. Then a whole week would go by without having sex before going to work. Gradually the same thing happened at night. Instead of fucking and sucking all evening we would watch some TV. We'd wait till bedtime for our fun. 

By the time of my 25th birthday we were only having sex four or five times a week. It seemed we were both happy with this arrangement. I know I rarely missed the daily fucking/sucking sessions. What the heck, we weren't kids anymore. We had kids and responsibilities. Lot's of responsibilities. 

When Bev hit 30 we had four kids and regular Wednesday and Saturday night lovemaking. That wasn't quite enough for me, but I didn't complain. I think Bev would have liked a little more loving too, but we just never seemed to have time. 

About a year ago I started thinking there was more to life than work, play with the kids, and make love twice a week. When I thought about it I realized I was happy with my job and the kids. It was the sex that wasn't fulfilling. 

The problem was that our lives had become even more complicated and there was no way we could fit in the time more for sex. We didn't even seem to have enough time to squeeze in an occasional quickie. 

Besides that, I didn't think the number of times a week was the problem. I just didn't feel that our sex life was providing the same level of enjoyment that it had before, even as recently as a couple of years ago. 

After thinking about it for a while, I took off from work one day at noon and went to a nude bar. What a surprise that was. I'd never been to one before and I found it quite entertaining. The way those girls danced around displaying their bodies was amazing. They definitely left nothing to the imagination. 

I did get turned on watching them and when I got home my wife benefited from my afternoon in the nude bar. She was pleasantly surprised at my renewed ardor. However, as much fun as it was, I didn't feel that it was the answer to our not completely satisfying sex life. 

The next week I gave some thought to Gail. She is a good looking twenty-two year old who has obviously been flirting with me since she started work at my company. After giving it some serious consideration though, I knew I wasn't really interested in having sex with someone other than Bev. That was no real shock. Bev is and always has been ready for anything I wanted to do. And I've never felt like looking somewhere else for my fun. 

If I don't want to have sex with someone else, and sex with Bev isn't providing everything I need then how am I going to resolve this problem. What can I do to increase our pleasure? How can we make our sex life as exciting as it was when we first got married. I realized it wouldn't be as often, but I thought it could be more intense. 

I started going to the nude bars pretty regularly. Once or twice a month I would go and enjoy the show, then go home and make love to Bev. We both enjoyed these times because I was much more aroused and we spent more time at our lovemaking. 

But I knew the nude bars weren't the answer. I knew there was still something missing but I just couldn't figure out what it was. 

About six months ago I made one of my regular visits to the nude bar. While I was there a group of four guys came in and they had a girl with them. One of the guys took the girl over to the office and they went inside. The others sat near me at the bar. It was about half an hour before the guy that went in the office came out. He sat between his friends and me. The girl never came out and I assumed she was one of the dancers. 

Then one of the guys said, "Hey, Bill, when is Nancy going to dance?" That caused the other two to burst out laughing. Bill got a little smile on his face, but he didn't really look all that happy. 

I was getting up to leave when one of them told me to stick around and I could watch Bill's wife in her debut performance. I could see that Bill wasn't as thrilled as the other guys, but he didn't put up any argument. I found that very interesting. 

I sat back down. I was thinking how I'd never sat next to a man whose wife was putting on a show like the ones you get here. I wondered how a guy could just sit here and watch his wife dance around nude in front of his friends. 

I think I'm pretty normal. I'll look for a beaver shot or glance down a top if the chance is presented. I assumed other guys would look at Bev the same way. Things like that happen when a woman is a little careless about crossing her legs or bending over. Nothing to get excited about. But the thought of watching another man's wife exposing herself, on purpose, while he was right there was giving me a hard-on. Even harder than what I normally got at these bars. 

The girl on the stage finished her set and picked up her money and clothes and left. Things were pretty quiet for a few minutes then Nancy came out. Bill's friends started yelling and whistling. I glanced at Bill and saw his face get red. 

When Nancy got on the stage it was obvious that she was new to this. She had a nervous smile and was having a little trouble walking on those 4" spike heels. 

The first couple of songs she just danced around and did some bumps and stuff. Things you could see on TV any night of the week. Everyone was getting a little impatient for her to strip. Bill's friends were hollering for her to "take it off!" Most of the customers were leaving. 

When the third song started she finally unbuttoned her top and gave us a quick flash, then held it closed over her tits. That brought on some cheering and yells of encouragement. It was easy to see that she liked the attention and was starting to have fun. As the song continued she slowly slipped the blouse off her shoulders and down so it was just covering her nipples. She strutted around the stage while the guys cheered and howled. 

Just before the song ended she removed her blouse and gave us all a look at her tits. They were huge. As big as Bev's ever were, even when they were full of milk. She put her hands behind her head and danced around with her tits bouncing with each step. When the song ended she stopped right in front of the loudest of Bill's friends. He opened his arms wide and yelled, "Baby needs some milk!" 

Nancy laughingly bent over, staying just out of reach, and shook her tits at him. I could see Bill was sweating as he watched. Suddenly, Nancy bent down and grabbed the guy's head and pulled him right up between her tits. 

I looked at Bill when I heard him gasp and saw him glance down at his lap. I looked down and saw a wet spot growing on the front of his pants. His friend on the other side of him saw it too. He yelled out "Hey everyone, Bill's cumming in his pants." That got a lot of laughter. Even Nancy laughed at him. 

As soon as the next song started Nancy stripped off her skirt. No teasing or anything. She just unzipped and unbuttoned it and dropped it to the floor. Then she started dancing around in a pair of lacy white bikini panties. They were thin enough to see through, especially since they were plastered wetly against her pussy. 

It only took about a minute before she was sliding those panties off. I was surprised to see that her bush was trimmed. I thought the dancers were the only ones who did that. I didn't know just an average housewife would shave down there. 

I looked around the bar and saw that everyone had left except the bartender, the dancers, and Bill and his friends. I guess it just took her too long to start taking her clothes off. I'm sure glad I stayed. Nancy was really starting to put on a show now. 

She would squat down in front of one of the guys and grab his head and pull him between her legs. It looked from the side like he had his head right in her pussy. Then she moved to the next guy in line and did the same thing. When she got to Bill, she passed him up and stopped in front of me. She squatted down in front of me and gave me a good close up view of her wet cunt. I let her pull my head toward her pussy. I looked up at her and saw she was looking down at me. I could tell she was getting hot from all the guys breathing on her slit. 

I stuck out my tongue and moved it up and down like I was licking her. I was really surprised when she pulled me a little closer and at the same time she moved her pussy toward me. I was suddenly licking a pussy other than my wife's for the first time in my life. After a few moments she stood up and danced away from me. 

I was ashamed of what I had done and looked out the corner of my eye at Bill. His mouth was open and he was breathing hard. I realized he knew what I had done and he wasn't pissed. He was excited. 

I don't know if anyone else noticed it, but I saw the bartender go over and lock the door. I thought it was time for me to leave, but I knew I had to see what was going to happen next. 

Nancy was just swaying back and forth in front of us with her legs spread wide. Her head was back and she was running her hands over her body. It was plain to all of us that she was going to bring herself off pretty soon. She never knew the bartender had joined her on stage until his hands wrapped around her and squeezed her tits. For just a minute her face registered shock. Then she smiled and backed her ass right against his hard-on. 

She started moving her ass up and down and side to side while he made fucking motions. Everyone got quite as Nancy reached behind her and unzipped his pants. That was the sign the guys had been waiting for. Bill's three friends climbed up on the stage and started stripping off their clothes. 

It only took a couple of minutes for them to have Nancy on her hands and knees. The bartender didn't waste any time. He knelt behind her and shoved his cock in her cunt. She opened her mouth to gasp as he buried his shaft to the hilt. Before she could close her mouth, one of Bill's friends filled it with his cock. 

The guys were cheering each other on. "Hammer the bitch!" "Fill her up!" "Fuck her hard!" 

Then I heard "Yes, yes, fuck me hard!" Nancy was screaming with the rest of them. Her yells were cut off as her mouth was filled with cock again. 

One of the other dancers came over and unzipped Bill's pants and pulled his cock out. It was all wet and sticky, revealing how he had cum while watching his wife. I could see he was still hard so he was obviously enjoying his wife getting gang-banged. 

I couldn't understand how he could let them use his wife that way. And be turned on by it too. I had a hard-on too, but it wasn't my wife that was getting fucked in her mouth and cunt at the same time. It wasn't me being humiliated in front of my friends. I was feeling sorry for the SOB until he yelled encouragement to the other guys. "Fuck the slut! Fuck her! Shove it in her! Make her eat your cum!" 

I had seen enough. I needed to get home and fuck Bev. 

When I got home I found Bev in the kitchen. I asked her where the kids were and she said they were all staying at different friend's houses for the night. I came up behind her and put my arms around her. She purred how nice that was. I kissed her neck as I raised her skirt. I found she was just as ready as I was and she quickly pushed her panties down as she leaned over the table. 

I rubbed her pussy for a minute while I was pushing my pants down. By then she was good and wet and I pushed my cock all the way in her. We fucked like rabbits for a couple of minutes then we both came. We laughed at how quick it had happened. 

Bev stood up and turned around. She put her arms around me and gave me a big kiss. Her hand was sliding up and down my cock and we were both surprised to find that I wasn't getting soft. "Mmmmmm, that's nice. Does that mean we can do it again?" 

I laughed, "You bet. Do you want it on the table, the floor, or in the bedroom?" 

"I'd rather have it in my pussy." We both laughed like a couple of kids and ran upstairs to begin what turned out to be a four-hour fuck and suck session. 

Afterwards, Bev wanted to know what had brought on my renewed vigor. I told her I didn't know, but was sure glad the kids hadn't been home when I got home. We both laughed at what a scene would have greeted them if they had walked in on us. 

Actually, I did know what had inspired me. It was the thought of Bill watching as four other guys fucked his wife. It was unbelievable how he came without anyone touching his cock. Just watching his wife get gang-banged was all it took. 

Saturday, as I was working around the house, I started thinking about the show the day before. My dick was beginning to stretch a little bit. For some strange reason I pictured Bev as the girl getting fucked instead of Nancy. When that picture crossed my mind my cock jumped to attention and started drooling pre-cum. I had never been harder. 

I felt like I had been punched in the stomach as I realized I might be just like Bill. In my heart I knew I didn't want to watch Bev get gang-banged. But I also thought I might like to watch while another man fucked her. 

This was something totally new and something that would take a lot of thought. I wasn't about to do something weird and upset my happy home life. With a beautiful wife like Bev a guy would be crazy to throw it all away for some perverted desire. Besides, I didn't think I really wanted to watch her getting fucked. Probably just fantasizing about it was all I wanted. 

Being somewhat computer literate, I started surfing the web. My God! The things I found. There were all kinds of sites devoted to husbands and wives. Some of them were where the husband let his wife fuck other men, or he was forced to. Either way the husband always seemed to enjoy it. 

Apparently, there are lots of guys that like to share their wife with friends, strangers, and even animals! Or at least think about it. I was totally blown away. There were sites for guys that just liked to expose their wife to others. Some of them even had pictures. This was opening up a whole new world to me. It was also turning me on. 

I read several stories then subscribed to the Watching the Wife site. What the hell, it was pretty cheap entertainment. It definitely had a positive effect on me. Over the next couple of weeks Bev and I were almost back to the old days. The more stories I read the more I was up to fucking. Wake up in the morning and fuck. Crawl into bed at night and fuck. Anytime the kids weren't around, grabbing a quick fuck or suck. It was great. 

Finally, Bev asked me what was going on. She said she wasn't complaining and she enjoyed our rekindled love life, but she wanted to know what had gotten me so excited. 

I didn't want to tell her everything at first so I just told her I had found some web-sites where guys talked about showing off their wife's body. She thought that was weird and she said she was glad she was too old for anyone to take a second look at. 

I told her she was crazy. "There isn't a man alive that wouldn't like to see your body exposed. You're more beautiful now than when we first got married." 

She thanked me for the compliment and said, "I'm not about to take off my clothes so some horny guys can check me out." That's what she said. But I noticed her nipples were standing out a little bit and there was a little gleam in her eyes. I was pretty sure that if I approached it right she would give it a try. 

The following Saturday was unseasonably warm. I asked her to put on a new sundress I had bought for her. It had a pretty floral pattern but the material was very thin. It was kind of easy to see through it, but the colorful flowers kept you from actually seeing her skin. 

She asked me what I had in mind as she was getting out a slip. I was a little bit flustered as I told her to just wear the dress and nothing else. I could feel my face burning as she looked at me. She knew right away what I was planning to do. She knew that if she did what I asked I would be exposing her to some guy. 

I didn't realize I had been holding my breath until I let it out when she dropped the slip and picked up the dress. She turned toward me and I was looking at her magnificent body while she slipped her arms in the sleeves. Then she started at the middle and buttoned the dress up to the top, then down to the bottom. I could feel my dick throbbing from just watching her and knowing she was willingly getting ready to expose herself to some lucky guy just to please me. 

Once she was dressed she said, "OK, now what?" I told her I just wanted to go for a ride and see what happened. She asked me if I was sure I knew what I was doing. I replied that I wasn't sure, but that I needed to try it once. 

She stepped up to me and kissed me. "I love you. If you want me to let other men look at me; I'll do it for you. But you have to promise me you won't get mad or leave me." 

My voice was hoarse as I said, "I promise. I won't get mad. And I'll never leave you." 

She smiled and kissed me again. "I can feel your hard cock rubbing against me. Maybe we should just jump in bed and try this another day." As good as that sounded I knew I would never be totally happy until I had seen her exposed, on purpose, to another man. Before I could say anything she added, "I'm getting horny thinking about what we're doing too. Let's do it before I chicken out." 


Beverly and I: An Homage to Elia



The beginning of this story is the same as the beginning of the "Beverly and I" four part series by Elia_CDL. The ending has been substantially modified and published here with the explicit consent of the original author. It is reimagined here with the main characters going in a different direction together after their initial adventures in flashing strangers. It is also a prequel to "Room Service," one of my own original stories.

*

Beverly and I have been married for 16 years. Right out of high school. We have 4 kids. The oldest is 15 and the youngest is almost 6. 

I think we've had a great marriage. Everything has been pretty normal for a middle class white couple. It was a little tough when we were starting out, but I hung in at the job and got a couple of promotions and now I'm making enough that Bev can stay home and take care of the kids and house. 

Bev and I have both put on about 10 pounds since we got married but I don't think it has hurt either of us. She's round and curvy and, as far as I'm concerned, perfect in every way. She has long blond hair and blue eyes. I think she's more beautiful today than the day we married. 

For quite a while after we got married we spent all of our free time in bed. I even had a couple of complaints from neighbors about not mowing the lawn enough. I guess that's what happens when you throw two healthy virgins together. I'd have to say we both had higher than the average sex drive. 

Sometimes I would chuckle to myself when I heard a friend talk about not having sex once or twice a week. It was pretty rare that Bev and I didn't have sex at least twice a day! 

We had to slow down some towards the end of Bev's first pregnancy. But after our first son was born, it didn't take long before we were back at it. 

In any event life was great. About the time our first girl was born we were beginning to slow down some. It just seemed to happen naturally. Wake up too late one morning and head off for work without any sex. For some reason it didn't seem to me that I missed it. Then, maybe two or three mornings in a row. Then a whole week would go by without having sex before going to work. Gradually the same thing happened at night. Instead of fucking and sucking all evening we would watch some TV. We'd wait till bedtime for our fun. 

By the time of my 25th birthday we were only having sex four or five times a week. It seemed we were both happy with this arrangement. I know I rarely missed the daily fucking/sucking sessions. What the heck, we weren't kids anymore. We had kids and responsibilities. Lot's of responsibilities. 

When Bev hit 30 we had four kids and regular Wednesday and Saturday night lovemaking. That wasn't quite enough for me, but I didn't complain. I think Bev would have liked a little more loving too, but we just never seemed to have time. 

About a year ago I started thinking there was more to life than work, play with the kids, and make love twice a week. When I thought about it I realized I was happy with my job and the kids. It was the sex that wasn't fulfilling. 

The problem was that our lives had become even more complicated and there was no way we could fit in the time more for sex. We didn't even seem to have enough time to squeeze in an occasional quickie. 

Besides that, I didn't think the number of times a week was the problem. I just didn't feel that our sex life was providing the same level of enjoyment that it had before, even as recently as a couple of years ago. 

After thinking about it for a while, I took off from work one day at noon and went to a nude bar. What a surprise that was. I'd never been to one before and I found it quite entertaining. The way those girls danced around displaying their bodies was amazing. They definitely left nothing to the imagination. 

I did get turned on watching them and when I got home my wife benefited from my afternoon in the nude bar. She was pleasantly surprised at my renewed ardor. However, as much fun as it was, I didn't feel that it was the answer to our not completely satisfying sex life. 

If I don't want to have sex with someone else, and sex with Bev isn't providing everything I need then how am I going to resolve this problem. What can I do to increase our pleasure? How can we make our sex life as exciting as it was when we first got married. I realized it wouldn't be as often, but I thought it could be more intense. 

I started going to the nude bars pretty regularly. Once or twice a month I would go and enjoy the show, then go home and make love to Bev. We both enjoyed these times because I was much more aroused and we spent more time at our lovemaking. 

About six months ago I made one of my regular visits to the nude bar. While I was there a group of four guys came in and they had a girl with them. One of the guys took the girl over to the office and they went inside. The others sat near me at the bar. It was about half an hour before the guy that went in the office came out. He sat between his friends and me. The girl never came out and I assumed she was one of the dancers. 

Then one of the guys said, "Hey, Bill, when is Nancy going to dance?" That caused the other two to burst out laughing. Bill got a little smile on his face, but he didn't really look all that happy. 

I was getting up to leave when one of them told me to stick around and I could watch Bill's wife in her debut performance. I could see that Bill wasn't as thrilled as the other guys, but he didn't put up any argument. I found that very interesting. 

I sat back down. I was thinking how I'd never sat next to a man whose wife was putting on a show like the ones you get here. I wondered how a guy could just sit here and watch his wife dance around nude in front of his friends. 

I think I'm pretty normal. I'll look for a beaver shot or glance down a top if the chance is presented. I assumed other guys would look at Bev the same way. Things like that happen when a woman is a little careless about crossing her legs or bending over. Nothing to get excited about. But the thought of watching another man's wife exposing herself, on purpose, while he was right there was giving me a hard-on. Even harder than what I normally got at these bars. 

The girl on the stage finished her set and picked up her money and clothes and left. Things were pretty quiet for a few minutes then Nancy came out. Bill's friends started yelling and whistling. I glanced at Bill and saw his face get red. 

When Nancy got on the stage it was obvious that she was new to this. She had a nervous smile and was having a little trouble walking on those 4" spike heels. 

The first couple of songs she just danced around and did some bumps and stuff. Things you could see on TV any night of the week. Everyone was getting a little impatient for her to strip. Bill's friends were hollering for her to "take it off!" Most of the other customers were leaving. It was getting close to closing time.

When the third song started she finally unbuttoned her top and gave us a quick flash, then held it closed over her tits. That brought on some cheering and yells of encouragement. It was easy to see that she liked the attention and was starting to have fun. As the song continued she slowly slipped the blouse off her shoulders and down so it was just covering her nipples. She strutted around the stage while the guys cheered and howled. 

Just before the song ended she removed her blouse and gave us all a look at her tits. They were huge. As big as Bev's ever were, even when they were full of milk. She put her hands behind her head and danced around with her tits bouncing with each step. When the song ended she stopped right in front of the loudest of Bill's friends. He opened his arms wide and yelled, "Baby needs some milk!" 

Nancy laughingly bent over, staying just out of reach, and shook her tits at him. I could see Bill was sweating as he watched. Suddenly, Nancy bent down and grabbed the guy's head and pulled him right up between her tits. 

I looked at Bill when I heard him gasp and saw him glance down at his lap. I looked down and saw a wet spot growing on the front of his pants. His friend on the other side of him saw it too. He yelled out "Hey everyone, Bill's cumming in his pants." That got a lot of laughter. Even Nancy laughed. 

As soon as the next song started Nancy stripped off her skirt. No teasing or anything. She just unzipped and unbuttoned it and dropped it to the floor. Then she started dancing around in a pair of lacy white bikini panties. They were thin enough to see through, especially since they were plastered wetly against her pussy. 

It only took about a minute before she was sliding those panties off. I was surprised to see that her bush was trimmed. I thought the dancers were the only ones who did that. I didn't know just an average housewife would shave down there. 

I looked around the bar and saw that everyone had left except the bartender, the dancers, and Bill and his friends. I guess it just took her too long to start taking her clothes off. I'm sure glad I stayed. Nancy was really starting to put on a show now.  

She would squat down in front of one of the guys and grab his head and pull him between her legs. It looked from the side like he had his head right in her pussy. Then she moved to the next guy in line and did the same thing. When she got to Bill, she passed him up and stopped in front of me. She squatted down in front of me and gave me a good close up view of her wet pussy. I let her pull my head toward her. I looked up at her and saw she was looking down at me. I could tell she was getting hot from all the guys breathing on her slit. 

I stuck out my tongue and moved it up and down like I was licking her. I was really surprised when she pulled me a little closer and at the same time she moved toward me. I was suddenly licking a pussy other than my wife's for the first time in my life. After a few moments she stood up and danced away from me. 

I was ashamed of what I had done and looked out the corner of my eye at Bill. His mouth was open and he was breathing hard. I realized he knew what I had done and he wasn't pissed. He was excited. 

I don't know if anyone else noticed it, but I saw the bartender go over and lock the door. I thought it was time for me to leave, but I knew I had to see what was going to happen next. 

Nancy was just swaying back and forth in front of us with her legs spread wide. Her head was back and she was running her hands over her body. It was plain to all of us that she was going to bring herself off pretty soon. She never knew the bartender had joined her on stage until his hands wrapped around her and squeezed her tits. For just a minute her face registered shock. Then she smiled and backed her ass right against his hard-on. 

She started moving her ass up and down and side to side while he made fucking motions. Everyone got quiet as Nancy reached behind her and unzipped his pants. That was the sign the guys had been waiting for. Bill's three friends climbed up on the stage and started stripping off their clothes. 

It only took a couple of minutes for them to have Nancy on her hands and knees. The bartender didn't waste any time. He knelt behind her and shoved his cock in her cunt. She opened her mouth to gasp as he buried his shaft to the hilt. Before she could close her mouth, one of Bill's friends filled it with his cock. 

The guys were cheering each other on. "Fill her up!" "Fuck her hard!" 

Then I heard "Yes, yes, fuck me hard!" Nancy was screaming with the rest of them. Her yells were cut off as her mouth was filled with cock again. 

One of the other dancers came over and unzipped Bill's pants and pulled his cock out. It was all wet and sticky, revealing how he had cum while watching his wife. I could see he was still hard so he was obviously enjoying his wife getting gang-banged. 

I couldn't understand how he could let them use his wife that way. And be turned on by it too. I had a hard-on too, but it wasn't my wife that was getting fucked in her mouth and pussy at the same time. It wasn't me being humiliated in front of my friends. I was feeling sorry for the SOB until he yelled encouragement to the other guys. "Fuck her! Fuck her! Shove it in her! Make her eat your cum!" 

I had seen enough. I needed to get home and fuck Bev. 

When I got home I found Bev in the kitchen. I asked her where the kids were and she said they were all staying at different friend's houses for the night. I came up behind her and put my arms around her. She purred how nice that was. I kissed her neck as I raised her skirt. I found she was just as ready as I was and she quickly pushed her panties down as she leaned over the table. 

I rubbed her pussy for a minute while I was pushing my pants down. By then she was good and wet and I pushed my cock all the way in her. We fucked like rabbits for a couple of minutes then we both came. We laughed at how quick it had happened. 

Bev stood up and turned around. She put her arms around me and gave me a big kiss. Her hand was sliding up and down my cock and we were both surprised to find that I wasn't getting soft. "Mmmmmm, that's nice. Does that mean we can do it again?" 

I laughed, "You bet. Do you want it on the table, the floor, or in the bedroom?" 

"I'd rather have it in my pussy." We both laughed like a couple of kids and ran upstairs to begin what turned out to be a four-hour fuck and suck session. 

Afterwards, Bev wanted to know what had brought on my renewed vigor. I told her I didn't know, but was sure glad the kids hadn't been home when I got home. We both laughed at what a scene would have greeted them if they had walked in on us. 

Actually, I did know what had inspired me. It was the thought of Bill watching as four other guys fucked his wife. It was unbelievable how he came without anyone touching his cock. Just watching his wife get gang-banged was all it took. 

Saturday, as I was working around the house, I started thinking about the show the day before. My dick was beginning to stretch a little bit. For some strange reason I pictured Bev as the girl getting fucked instead of Nancy. When that picture crossed my mind my cock jumped to attention and started drooling pre-cum. I had never been harder. 

I felt like I had been punched in the stomach as I realized I might be just like Bill. In my heart I knew I didn't want to watch Bev get gang-banged. But I also thought I might like to watch while another man fucked her. 

This was something totally new and something that would take a lot of thought. I wasn't about to do something weird and upset my happy home life. With a beautiful wife like Bev a guy would be crazy to throw it all away for some perverted desire. Besides, I didn't think I really wanted to watch her getting fucked. Probably just fantasizing about it was all I wanted. 

Being somewhat computer literate, I started surfing the web. My God! The things I found. There were all kinds of sites devoted to husbands and wives. Some of them were where the husband let his wife fuck other men, or he was forced to. Either way the husband always seemed to enjoy it. 

Apparently, there are lots of guys that like to share their wife with friends or strangers! Or at least think about it. I was totally blown away. There were sites for guys that just liked to expose their wife to others. Some of them even had pictures. This was opening up a whole new world to me. It was also turning me on. 

I read several stories then subscribed to the Watching the Wife site. What the hell, it was pretty cheap entertainment. It definitely had a positive effect on me. Over the next couple of weeks Bev and I were almost back to the old days. The more stories I read the more I was up to fucking. Wake up in the morning and fuck. Crawl into bed at night and fuck. Anytime the kids weren't around, grabbing a quick fuck or suck. It was great. 

Finally, Bev asked me what was going on. She said she wasn't complaining and she enjoyed our rekindled love life, but she wanted to know what had gotten me so excited. 

I didn't want to tell her everything at first so I just told her I had found some web-sites where guys talked about showing off their wife's body. She thought that was weird and she said she was glad she was too old for anyone to take a second look at. 

I told her she was crazy. "There isn't a man alive that wouldn't like to see your body exposed. You're more beautiful now than when we first got married." 

She thanked me for the compliment and said, "I'm not about to take off my clothes so some horny guys can check me out." That's what she said. But I noticed her nipples were standing out a little bit and there was a little gleam in her eyes. I was pretty sure that if I approached it right she would give it a try. 

The following Saturday was unseasonably warm. I asked her to put on a new sundress I had bought for her. It had a pretty floral pattern but the material was very thin. It was kind of easy to see through it, but the colorful flowers kept you from actually seeing her skin. 

She asked me what I had in mind as she was getting out a slip. I was a little bit flustered as I told her to just wear the dress and nothing else. I could feel my face burning as she looked at me. She knew right away what I was planning to do. She knew that if she did what I asked I would be exposing her to some guy. 

I didn't realize I had been holding my breath until I let it out when she dropped the slip and picked up the dress. She turned toward me and I was looking at her magnificent body while she slipped her arms in the sleeves. Then she started at the middle and buttoned the dress up to the top, then down to the bottom. I could feel my dick throbbing from just watching her and knowing she was willingly getting ready to expose herself to some lucky guy just to please me. 

Once she was dressed she said, "OK, now what?" I told her I just wanted to go for a ride and see what happened. She asked me if I was sure I knew what I was doing. I replied that I wasn't sure, but that I needed to try it once. 

She stepped up to me and kissed me. "I love you. If you want me to let other men look at me; I'll do it for you. But you have to promise me you won't get mad or leave me." 

My voice was hoarse as I said, "I promise. I won't get mad. And I'll never leave you." 

She smiled and kissed me again. "I can feel your hard cock rubbing against me. Maybe we should just jump in bed and try this another day." As good as that sounded I knew I wouldn't be as happy if I missed this chance to see her exposed, on purpose, to another man. Before I could say anything she added, "I'm getting horny thinking about what we're doing too. Let's do it before I chicken out."

We walked out and got in the car. 

I didn't really have anything definite planned. I had read about flashing truckers and thought we might try that. I decided to head out of town so I drove over and got on the freeway. Bev asked me what I wanted her to do and I told her I was just going to drive by a truck and she could let the driver have a look at her. 

Bev smiled nervously at me as I sped up to catch up to a truck up ahead. I really got turned on when she unbuttoned the top five buttons of her dress. She folded the top back until only her nipples were covered. She asked me if that was what I wanted. I croaked out, "One more button." I was really starting to get super hot. I could hardly breathe and I could feel my heart racing. 

She undid that one more button as I was pulling along side the trucker. When I got beside him she opened the top of her dress and let him see her bare tits. I almost ran off the road when he blew his air horn. I looked over at Bev and could see her nipples were sticking out straight and hard. Her hands were clenched at her sides and I knew she wanted to cover up. 




Beverly and I: An Homage to Elia



I figured the trucker had seen enough and sped up. Bev reached over and grabbed my hand. "I need you to fuck me NOW!" I took the first off-ramp and found a dirt road into some trees. I was still trying to park the car when she started pulling my shorts off. I hurriedly moved out from under the steering wheel and Bev straddled my legs. She quickly lowered her hot wet pussy over my cock and slammed all the way down on my shaft. 

She grabbed my head and pulled me tight against her tits while she ground her pussy against me. We were both wilder that we had ever been. She was cumming as soon as my cock was buried in her. I was growling and biting her tits as she kept trying to grind me into the seat. It only took about a minute for me to cum. 

That didn't stop us. Bev continued to cum as she ground her pussy against me. I could feel her juices and my cum flooding over my balls as she rode me. For my part, my cock stayed hard and in a couple of minutes I was cumming again. 

In twenty minutes Bev never stopped cumming and I came three times. My balls, ass, and the seat were soaked with pussy juice and cum. Finally, she collapsed against me. We just sat there holding onto each other. After a bit, my dick softened and slipped out of her hole. 

Bev got off of me and we both laughed at the sticky wet mess on the seat and me. She got some Kleenex out of her purse and mopped up as well as she could. I figured we had done enough for one day and headed for home. 

We drove home with contented smiles on our faces. 

Two weeks later it turned cold again. I spent Saturday morning having the car serviced and stuff. When I got home about 2:00 I walked in the house and found Bev with her long coat on, ready to go out. I asked her where she was going. She blushed as she said, "I thought we could go for a little drive." From the smile on her face I knew something was up. 

I guess I'm kind of slow. It was a couple of minutes before it hit me that she might not have anything on under that coat. I know Bev was kind of nervous at being so brazen and I don't think it would have taken much for her to change her mind. 

I walked up to her and kissed her. I slipped my hand inside her coat and felt bare skin. "That sounds like fun." I said, as my cock starting growing. 

We went into the garage to get in the car. I held the door for Bev and watched her coat open and expose most of her legs as she got in. Once she was seated she started to pull her coat over her legs and I told her to leave it. It was buttoned just below her pussy, but with her sitting down that way with the coat open let me have a good look at her sweet little slit. 

Bev tried to ignore my stare as she fastened her seatbelt, but I could see she was getting a little wet. I walked around and got behind the wheel. "Let me see your tits, Honey." She blushed as she opened the top of her coat and let me look at her ripe tits. Her nipples were already hard and pointing straight out. 

As I backed out of the garage and into the street she pulled the top part of her coat closed. Once we got on the freeway she opened the top of her coat and exposed her tits. I was a little surprised that she was so ready to do it. But I liked it. I got a kind of queasy feeling thinking she might do that any time. Anytime she wanted she could show another guy her tits, whether or not I was there, and I think she was beginning to like doing it. Even though it made me feel funny it also made me hard. 

"Would you do that when I'm not around?" 

"No." 

"If you do will you tell me about it?" 

"Honey, I don't want to do it unless you're with me." 

"You could do it anytime you want and I wouldn't know." 

"Honey, I only like doing this with you." 

"I wouldn't mind, if you told me about it afterwards." 

"Honey, that would be like cheating. Do you want me to?" 

"You could tell me before you do it, and then afterwards tell me what it was like." I could feel my face getting hot as we talked about this. I glanced over at her and saw I wasn't the only one. 

Bev squirmed a little in her seat. "You wouldn't be mad?" 

It was getting kind of hard to breathe, but I managed to croak out, "No. Not as long as you told me about it." 

She reached over and put her hand on mine. "I'm getting awfully hot. If you don't find a truck pretty soon you're going to have to fuck me without showing off these tits that you like so much." That got a chuckle out of me and brought us back to the present. 

And not a minute too soon. We were just catching up to a truck. We smiled at each other as I slowly drove up along side the truck. This time I wasn't surprised when he blew that damn horn. I was able to calmly drive along beside him and let him take a good look at my wife's lovely tits. 

Bev started to blush as I just stayed with the trucker. He was getting a good, long look. She was sitting there and trying not to make me speed up. 

"Do you want me to speed up?" 

"God yes!" she hissed at me. 

"Then open the rest of your coat." I expected some argument, but didn't get any. She quickly unbuttoned the two buttons holding her coat together and spread it wide. She was breathing heavily as she looked at me and opened her legs, giving me and that truck driver a great look at her cunt. I felt like I was going to cum as her legs kept getting wider and wider apart. 

Finally, I couldn't take it any longer. I sped up and looked for a place to pull over and fuck. Bev didn't close her coat. She just sat there saying, "Hurry up. Hurry up. Hurry up." Over and over. I took an off-ramp and just pulled into a closed-up business. We were fucking like rabbits again before the dust had settled. 

I think someone could have jacked up the car and stolen the tires and we wouldn't have known it. I think that right then if Bev had said she wanted to put on a fuck show with our friends right in front of my face I would have said, "YES!" I've never been so turned on in my life. 

After we finally cooled down, we just lay in the car holding each other. I know it's hard to believe, but we had fucked for over forty minutes straight. We were totally exhausted. I felt like I had just run a marathon. All I wanted to do was curl up and go to sleep. 

We did doze off for a few minutes. We woke up when it started getting cold in the car. Since the kids weren't going to be home, I drove to the first motel I found and checked in. After a couple hours of sleep, we woke up starving. I called for a pizza delivery and Bev went in to take a shower. 

I was about to go see what was taking Bev so long when the pizza arrived. I let the guy in and was paying him when Bev came out of the bathroom, naked. The pizza kid and I just stared as she calmly walked over and got on the bed. She sat against the headboard and pulled the covers up over her lap, leaving her tits exposed. 

"She thinks she is too old to be attractive to men. What do you think?" 

She was starting to blush a bright red when the kid said, "Jesus Christ NO. She's beautiful." 

Having my wife's tits exposed to this young guy was really turning me on. I didn't think Bev would ever be brave enough to just walk out the way she had and then leave her tits on display. I decided to see just how brave she was. 

I walked over to the end of the bed and pulled the covers down off her lap. Bev just got redder as her pussy was exposed to our view. I could hear the kid breathing, but I don't know if he was breathing any harder than Bev or I. 

Bev didn't make any attempt to cover herself but I could see her fists clenched tightly. I knew she was nervous, but I also knew she was getting hot. 

I don't know how long we stayed that way but I finally I couldn't take it any longer. I gave the kid a $20 and told him to get out. I'm not sure if he was still in the room or not when I pushed her legs open and shoved my face in Bev's steaming hot pussy. 

It didn't take a minute for her to start cumming. I didn't stop eating her. I just kept it up and she kept cumming. I could feel her whole body trembling as she moaned and bucked her pussy into my face. When I did stop eating her it was just to pull her down on the bed and ram my cock in that delicious pussy. 

I'm afraid we were left with some cold pizza by the time the hot sex ended. 

Afterwards Bev was concerned she had gone too far. She said she was sorry for coming out of the bathroom naked. She said it was one thing to flash somebody on the freeway, where we could drive off any time we wanted. But having a guy right there in the room could have been dangerous. 

I kissed her and held her and assured her she hadn't done anything wrong. We talked about how hot it had been with him right there in the room. She said she was glad I had pulled the covers down so he could look at her pussy. "I would never have been able to do that. But I got so hot when you did it and let him look at me I wanted you right then. I wanted you even with him in the room." 

It was getting hard to breathe again and I could feel my skin flushing with heat. My mouth got dry and I was afraid to hear the answer, but I whispered the question. "Did you want him to fuck you?" 

Bev started whispering too. "Honey, no. I wanted you." 

"Would you have let him?" 

"Honey, I'm your wife." 

"Would you have let him fuck you if I asked you to?" 

"Honey", exploded in a whisper from her. 

I was almost gasping for breath. "Would you?" 

I could barely hear her, "Yes, if you wanted me to." 

We held each other tight. Each lost in our own thoughts. 

I kind of expected her to start us off on another adventure. When nothing happened after a couple of weeks went by I knew she was waiting for me to take charge. There was no doubt she liked exposing herself, but she knew the next time might lead to something much more serious and she didn't want to seem too anxious. Or for me to think she wanted another man. 

For my part, I wanted her to ask to go for another ride. I wanted her to let me know that she was ready to show off her beautiful body again. 

After two and a half weeks I knew we had to do something. It was tearing me up inside waiting for her to suggest another ride. 

I finally decided it was time and whatever happens, happens. It sounds brave here, but it was more of a need than bravery. 

Wednesday night I told her it would be a good weekend for the kids to stay with friends so we could have some time to ourselves. She nervously licked and bit her lips as her face flushed. She knew exactly what kind of time to ourselves I was talking about. For a minute I thought she was going to say no, but then she just nodded her head and said, "OK." 

When Saturday rolled around we did all our usual chores. We both were so nervous, thinking about what was about to happen, that we had all kinds of little accidents. Spilling things, or dropping things. Finally I had had enough and said we should take a ride. In a way, even though we were scared, it was a relief for both of us that the wait was finally over. 

An hour later we were driving down the freeway looking for trucks. Bev told me a joke that one of her friends had told her and we both started laughing. That was all it took to lighten the mood and we started having fun instead of being all tense and nervous. 

That afternoon we flashed three truckers before we pulled off the freeway for one of our wild fuck sessions. Then we checked into a Ramada Inn. I told her I was going to order pizza while she cleaned up. Jesus, the nerves came back immediately. She knew without my saying it that I wanted her to come out naked when the pizza guy got there. 

About 20 minutes later there was a knock on the door and in came the pizza. My beautiful wife walked out of the bathroom without a stitch on. She looked gorgeous. She proudly walked over to the bed and sat on top, not even bothering with the covers. I paid for the pizza and we both just about died laughing as the pizza GIRL left. 

After that, anytime either of us heard the word "pizza" we would smile, if not outright laugh. 

That night we got to eat a hot pizza before making love. 

Then we were going out on the freeway regularly, every other weekend. Flashing truckers until we were both too hot to go any further and then a wild fuck session in the car. We would pick places to fuck where there was always the possibility of being seen. Closed up businesses or dirt roads. The chances of someone coming along and seeing us just added to the fun. After an hour or so of fucking it was off to the Ramada Inn for the night. 

Since we were starving after all that wild sex we would call for some food to be delivered as soon as we got to our room. After the pizza "girl" delivery Bev didn't come out of the bathroom nude anymore. 

Last Saturday evening I decided to do things a little differently. I asked Bev to pack a nice dress for an evening out, and asked her to wear nothing but her long coat and heels when we left the house. I put on a suit.

"So what's up, honey?" She was still nervous when we started our little flashing adventures. It was an excited kind of nervous, more anticipation than concern.

"I just thought we'd go a different direction tonight," I said, throwing her bag into the trunk. I left it at that, though I could see she was still eaten up with curiosity.

This time instead of driving out of town and flashing on the interstates, we drove in toward the city and flashed along the way. We drove through some of the more active nightspots in the area, down by the local college and the nearby bars. Bev was having a lot of fun "picking her targets" with guys, or even groups of guys, along the roadside getting treated to a show. 

On this night, when we were both thoroughly turned on by Bev's flashing, I pulled the car into a parking garage and drove up to a level where were only a few cars. We parked near the stairwell and I helped Bev out of the car and leaned her against the wall in a darkened corner and opened her coat. 

We played and fucked in the corner for nearly an hour. Several times there were passers-by, usually couples. The first few times this happened, Bev would pull her coat up to cover us discreetly, slowing me down but not letting me stop, not wanting to attract attention. After a while though, she was acting like we were the only two people in the garage. I remained acutely aware of the brief show we were putting on for the occasional passers-by, and it was turning me on tremendously. 

At a point when I had cum at least twice into my wife's sweet pussy, and she had had a handful of mostly muffled orgasms, I heard a single set of footsteps coming up the stairwell and out around the corner onto our level. I quickly glanced over my shoulder to see a tall, well dressed man stop just a few feet away from us, looking around as though he couldn't remember whether this was where he parked his car, and as he turned to try a different level, I saw him spot us in our corner. I quickly turned back and started kissing Bev on the neck, hoping that he would stay and watch, and that he didn't realize I knew he was there. 

Since I didn't hear his footsteps walking away, I assumed he was staying for the show, and got bolder. I slipped my still hard cock out of Bev and trailed my kisses down from her neck to her shoulder, pushing the coat down off her shoulder as I went. I went back to her neck and trailed down the other shoulder the same way. The coat now slipped down off her shoulders to rest at her elbows, leaving her fully frontally exposed.

I bent down to take one of Bev's nipples in my mouth, the one farthest from our watcher, so that he would have an unobstructed view of her other bare breast. I slid one hand between Bev's legs and the other behind her between her ass cheeks. Pressing my finger between her cheeks to rub her back entrance, I simultaneously arched her hips forward while spreading her pussy lips. She was now completely available to his gaze. I looked up at her to see that she was staring over at him...she was breathing hard and deep, and her fists were clenched tightly at her sides. She looked down at me and reached up with both hands to grab my hair.

"Suck me. Suck my clit..." she hissed urgently, pushing me down to my knees between her legs.

As I positioned myself to lick our combined juices from her sopping slit, I noticed that our voyeur had moved closer. I could see his shoes just a couple of feet away. As I gently traced my tongue over her wet lower lips, tasting my cum mixed with hers, he inched forward slowly. I lapped my wife's pussy lightly at first, savoring the trembling pleasure it was giving her. I heard a zip and a rustling of cloth, and glanced over to see the stranger pulling out his long hard dick and stroking it.

For a moment I was worried that this would scare Bev out of her sexual reverie. I looked up at her to see that she was staring with lust at his throbbing tool. She looked down at me and caught my eyes with a questioning look, as though asking for approval. Though I wasn't sure what she wanted, I was in no mood to deny her desires. I urged my tongue onto her clit in silent agreement to whatever she had in mind.

With that she took one hand off my head and reached over to grasp his stiff shaft. It was the first time since our marriage that Bev had touched another man in a sexual way. I couldn't believe it, and I couldn't be more turned on. I sucked her little nub in encouragement.

He bent down slightly to take her nipple into his mouth. That was all the three of us needed. Bev started to quake in a powerful orgasm, "oh...god...yes...god" all the time gripping and pulling his cock tightly. He mumbled a quiet moan of pleasure around his mouthful of my wife's breast, jetting his creamy cum onto her hand, wrist and thigh. And I, without touching myself or being touched, felt another rush of jism flow out of my cock and onto the concrete between my wife's feet.

We were all gasping in recovery from our simultaneous orgasms, and I was wondering how Bev was going to feel about what we had just done, and what we'd do next, when the sound of drunken partiers coming up the stairway and onto our landing spurred us into rapid action. 

Our friend was back in his pants and quickly walking away even before Bev had a chance to grab the lapels of her coat and fully cover up, and I tried to stand and block her from view, but found my knees too weak to move fast enough to help. But our need to cover had passed, with the gaggle of drunken conventioneers wandering off and never looking in our direction. 

The two of us stood there in amazement for a moment at what had just happened, looking into each others eyes, when Bev reached up and grabbed my head again and planted a long, deep probing kiss on my lips. As we broke the kiss, she whispered, almost inaudibly, "That was...amazing." 

We cleaned up as best we could and got back into our car.

We pulled out garage and onto the lamplit streets of the city. Almost immediately out of the garage I turned left, back into the heart of the city, and away from our house. Bev was still full of curiosity.

"So I guess we're not going home?"

"I guess not."

She looked out the car window at the lit facades of the buildings rolling past. Finally she sighed, "God, that was so hot...I don't think I've ever come that hard, or that much."

I didn't know whether she was going to feel guilty about touching the stranger's cock, so I wanted her to know it was okay. "You know it made me cum just seeing you stroke his cock...heck it almost made me cum just seeing you look at his cock, and I wasn't even touching myself."

"Did you like that? I was worried you might be jealous, but when you sucked my clit like you did I couldn't control myself anymore...he was getting me so worked up, seeing how hard he was getting...looking at me. I just had to grab him." She looked back at me. "You sure you're not mad?"




Beverly and I: An Homage to Elia



The look in her eyes made me chuckle, she was still truly worried that I might be upset. "Oh, god, honey? Upset? The farthest thing from it." I looked at her with as much reassurance as I could muster while still keeping my attention on the road. "Seeing your long pretty fingers gripping his boner...with my mouth deep in your wet pussy...that was the most erotic thing we've ever done. I couldn't be happier with you, Bev, or more in love with you, than I am right now."

I glanced over at her again and noticed a tear slowly rolling down her smiling face. "I'm glad you're not angry, sweetie." She leaned over and put her head on my shoulder and stroked my leg, casually letting the coat drop open so that her pale skin was barely revealed in the dim light coming in from the streetlamps. "I hope you're still not mad after...well, I have a confession to make..." she whispered.

My stomach immediately began to knot up, and my skin felt hot underneath. "I'm sure I won't be mad...." I was half lying...I didn't know how I was going to feel. Her using the word 'confession' had me on edge. What had she been keeping from me?

"When he unzipped his pants and took out his cock, I wasn't sure how I'd react," she started, tentatively. "There was a moment I wanted to run away, I mean, he was a stranger...." She trailed off. I could see her looking at my eyes in the rear-view mirror, checking my expression.

She continued, "But that fear or worry or whatever was instantly overwhelmed by a desire...no, that's not strong enough...a hunger...for him, for his cock...I wanted him in me...in my mouth, in my pussy, in my ass. I didn't care who he was, I wanted that cock inside me everywhere, and I wanted you to see me do it, watch me devour him." She looked at me again. What she was saying was turning me on all over again, and she could tell.

"If those others hadn't walked by when they did, well, I don't know what we would have done for sure, but my next thought was to suck his cum right off that pretty dick of his." Now I knew she was totally turned on by the whole experience. Bev rarely sucked me to completion, and when she did, she usually had me shoot off on her face or tits. Saying that she was going to lick his cum off of him indicated that she was crossing her own sexual boundaries.

She was looking down between my legs now, seeing my cock, erect and twitching again inside my suit pants. She traced her finger up my thigh toward my crotch. "Hmmm, looks to me like you would have liked that, too. I looks to me like my husband wants to watch me get filled up with another man's long, hard cock."

It was getting hard for me to breathe; I was so charged up by what she was saying. "Mmm, yes...yes," was all I could muster.

She was still running her finger up and down my thigh as we approached our posh downtown hotel a few moments later. As I pulled up in the front loop she gathered her coat together in front of her and said, "Oh honey, the Four Seasons, you're such a doll!"

"Well, I thought you might be tired...I hear they have comfy beds here...." As I said that the bellman was opening the passenger door. Bev had smoothed the coat out and managed to button the top buttons. She gave me a sly look and stretched one long shapely leg out of the car while leaving the other firmly planted in front of her. This had the effect of parting her coat wide at the hem, almost to mid-thigh. When she finally reached up to take the bellman's hand, she swung her other leg slowly out of the car and out from under the flap of the coat as well. I don't know if he could see between her legs from where he was standing, but he could see her entire left leg from toes to hips in this position as he helped her to her feet.

I sensed a sexual power in my wife that I had never seen before. She smiled wickedly at the poor bellman, his mouth momentarily agape. "Why thank you..." she looked at his nameplate, "...Anthony. You are such a gentleman." Instead of releasing his hand, as he seemed to expect, my wife snaked her arm intertwined with his and slipped her fingers between his. "I hope you don't mind steadying me a bit, young Anthony. After a little bit of wine I'm not as steady on my feet as I might normally be." My wife was putting on an act; she hadn't had any wine at all that night. If she was unsteady...and she wasn't...it was because of the multiple orgasms she had back in the garage.

I was getting out of the car and giving the keys to the valet when Bev called over her shoulder to me, "Don't forget the suitcase, honey...I'm not ready for bed, quite yet. I feel like going out on the town."

I retrieved the overnight bag from the trunk and went into the lobby. Bev was still arm in arm with the bellman, talking softly enough that I couldn't hear what she was saying. As I checked in, she continued her conversation and would occasionally giggle and place her free hand on his shoulder or chest. She was flirting outrageously with this young man; I'd never seen her act this way before. And from the look of Anthony, I wasn't the only one with the tent in my pants as a result.

As I approached her with the room key she turned and said "Anthony has kindly agreed to escort me to the room dear...you can carry the bag, can't you?"

We went to the elevator, with me in the lead. As we headed up to our floor Bev rested her head on Anthony's shoulder. When we got to our room she turned to him and said "You're such a sweet young gentleman, thank you." And she kissed him on the cheek. He was clearly flushed and excited as we closed our hotel door. 

"Oh my god I feel so wicked!" Bev said, leaning back against the door and unbuttoning her long coat. She dropped the coat to the floor and spun around to look through the peephole, wearing nothing but her long blonde hair and stiletto heels. "He's still out there...quick hand me a ten." I reached into my pocket and grabbed a couple of bills, quickly handing them over. My wife picked up her coat and held it up against her chest...it really didn't cover her that way but it looked like she was making an attempt to be modest. She winked at me and opened the door.

Anthony had taken a couple of steps down the hall toward the elevator. Bev glanced both ways. Seeing no one else she stepped out and pulled the door closed behind her, calling out "Anthony, sweetie, you forgot your tip." I dashed up to the peephole to watch as she held out the bills in front of her, still clutching the coat to her chest. Just as the young bellman reached forward to take them she let the money drop to the floor.

"Oops, I'm so clumsy." Bev quickly squatted down to pick up the money, using both hands as the bills had fluttered in two different directions. She dropped her coat in the process. Anthony was dumbstruck; my wife was squatting naked, legs apart, less than two feet from him. Her head was waist high to the young man, and as she picked up the bills she looked up at him slowly, stopping her gaze at his crotch. She reached up with one hand and put one bill in his right pants pocket, then as if to steady herself, pressed the now empty hand flat against the bulge in his pants as she placed the other bill in the other pocket and stood up. The coat still lay in a rumpled pile between her feet.

She turned toward the door, giving our overheated young bellman a good look at her gorgeous back and ass. "O dear, I've locked myself out." She tapped gently on the closed door while looking coyly over her shoulder. I opened from within and she stepped inside and turned back to face him, holding the door open. "May I have my coat please, dear?" He seemed to snap out of his reverie, scooping up the coat and awkwardly passing it to her while she smiled sweetly at him.

"Oh my god, I am so wicked!" she said as she closed the door again. She handed me the rumpled up ball of a coat, grabbed the overnight case, and stepped out of her shoes on the way into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.

She called through the bathroom door as I heard her start the shower. "I'm going to take a quick shower, honey, then we need to go downstairs and get a drink...or two...or three!" I heard the shower curtain open and close and after hanging up the coat, sat down to catch my breath.

Once she had cleaned up again re-applied a little make-up, she pulled on her sexy little black dress and said she was ready. I was already hard again, just thinking about taking her into the lounge waering nothing on but a backless halter dress with a plunging neckline that came down to about mid thigh, and buttons all the way up the front of the skirt. 

We went into the lounge and found a booth. There weren't too many people around but the waitress said the place would fill up some when the band started. She hardly got the words out of her mouth when several guys walked in. Then it was a steady stream of people. And about a half-hour later the band came in and started playing. 

Once the music started it was standing room only. Bev was telling me how naughty she felt to be sitting there with nothing on under her dress and all those people around. A couple came over to our table and the man asked if they could join us as there wasn't any other table space available. I said it was OK and he turned and waved to somebody. He introduced his wife, Jan and himself as Bob and another man walked up and Bob said, "This is Sam, a very good friend of ours." 

We all said our "Hello's" and Sam slid into the booth next to Bev. Jan and Bob followed him. They were laughing about something that happened earlier and I leaned over to Bev and asked how naughty she felt now with Sam sitting right next to her. She squeezed my leg and said, "Very!" 

We just got a round of drinks ordered when Sam asked if I minded if he and Bev danced. I got another hard squeeze on the leg when I said, "Sure, go ahead." 

I moved out of the way and got a nice look at my wife's legs as her dress rode up when she slid out of the booth. I knew I wasn't the only one who got a good look. When I sat back down I saw a man at another table looking my way and I wondered if he had been able to she her pussy when she got up. I was getting so hot I started to sweat some. 

The dance floor was pretty crowded and I didn't get to see much of Bev. While they were gone Jan, Bob, and I carried on a conversation. Jan had slipped off her shoe and was rubbing my leg with her foot. I was pretty sure Bob was rubbing her pussy with his hand, the way she kept pausing awkwardly at odd times during the conversation. Though it was hard to tell for sure because it was dark in our corner and the tablecloth covered a lot of the action. 

They were looking at me like a couple of starving animals that had just found some fresh meat. I was pretty sure they wanted Bev and me to join them all in bed. 

Sam and Bev were gone for three songs and when they finally came back they were laughing and talking, and had obviously hit it off. Sam had his hand on her back as they approached the table and I saw him slide it down and over her ass just before they reached us. From the looks of the way her nipples were trying to poke holes in the thin material of her dress I was pretty sure it wasn't the first time Sam had his hands on my wife's ass. 

I slid over closer to Jan and Bev slid in next to me. Her dress rode up her legs again and I was glad to see she didn't make any move to pull it down. I put my hand as high up her leg as I could without pushing her dress up farther and when Sam sat down she spread her legs so that they were pressed against mine and Sam's. At first I didn't know why, then I realized that Sam was feeling her other leg and she didn't want our hands to meet. 

Bev leaned over and kissed me and whispered,"Are you okay, honey?" I could tell by her tone that she was asking whether I was okay with what was happening, and not if I was feeling well. 

I kissed her. "I'm feeling fine, Bev," then I got close to her ear and whispered as quietly as I could "This is making me so hot." 

She turned back to me. "Do you want to go back to the room now?" 

"No, let's stay and...chat for a few more minutes." I wanted her to let Sam feel her leg. I wanted to see how far she'd let him get, and I most of all wanted her to enjoy the sensation of sitting beside her husband while a stranger felt her up. 

She squeezed my hand on her leg then turned to Sam. Her hand moved over to my leg and up to my throbbing cock. I saw that her other hand was resting on Sam's thigh. Then I noticed something else moving beneath the tablecloth and saw that it was Jan's other stocking-covered foot, gliding up from Sam's knee toward his crotch. I glanced over at her to see that Jan was slid down slightly in her seat, and that Bob clearly had his hand between her legs. She smiled at me and grabbed my hand, placing it on her thigh above her stocking top, then placed her hand on my thigh.

I was worried that Bev might object, after all, we hadn't really talked at all about having another woman in the mix, much less two men and one woman, and I looked back at her to see if she had noticed and how she was reacting.

What I saw made it clear that she didn't object. Her hand was gripping Sam's boner through his slacks, while Jan was working Sam's balls with her foot. Sam's hand had pushed my wife's skirt all the way up to her waist, and I watched as he slowly traced his fingers up her inner thigh, gradually approaching her barely visible pussy. In the meantime, Jan's hand had met Bev's at my crotch, and Bev pressed Jan against me. Sam was continuing his slow progress toward my wife's pussy, and I was just a second or two from watching my wife touched in the most intimate way by a man we had just met, when the waitress appeared asking if we wanted another round of drinks. This left us all scrambling to quickly reposition and rearrange, while giggling like schoolkids at having "gotten caught."

Bob let the waitress know that we were okay with our current round, and as she walked away, Bev leaned over to me and whispered "I need you to take me back to the room and fuck my brains out."

"Did you want to join Jan, Bob and Sam?" I whispered back.

"No, it's a little too much too fast...three guys, plus another girl...I'm not quite that far along yet."

"Well, folks," I started, loud enough for all to hear, "it's been a lot of fun...a lot of fun...but we have to be headed to bed now."

"Awww," Jan objected, "want to come up to our room for a nightcap?" Bob started to get up to let his wife slide out of the booth.

"Not tonight, though it's a very tempting offer. Maybe we could get together again sometime?"

"Yes, I think we'd all like that," Sam offered. He got up to let Bev out of the booth, and she made no attempt to cover herself as she slid across and her dress rode up.

She stood up toe to toe with Sam and looked up at him. "I really enjoyed myself, thanks for the dances." Then she leaned into him and kissed him. Not just a peck on the cheek or lips, but a full open-mouth, tongue-dueling kiss. 

I was on fire watching them. Their kiss finally ended and Bev turned to me and said, "Let's go honey, I need this thing in my pussy." as she gave my cock a squeeze. I almost blew it right then. Hearing her say that if front of three other people was mind boggling. My prim and proper wife was becoming every man's wet dream.

Jan chuckled and said she was ready for some fucking too. "Did she get your cock big and hard for me Sam?" All five of us got up and headed out of the lounge, and we all rode up in the elevator together. 

I wanted one last memory from this night so I turned Bev to face Sam and Bob and started unbuttoning her dress from the bottom up. Jan reached over and hit the stop button on the elevator. Bev was leaning back against me as I pulled her dress up to reach the last buttons. 

Once I had her dress unbuttoned all the way I pulled it wide open and whispered in her ear, "Now give Sam a kiss." Instead of going to him, she held out her hand and when he took it she pulled him up against her. I was forced hard against the wall as Sam pushed his body into my wife and their mouths met in a searing kiss. 

Sam wasn't going to waste a minute of this opportunity. His hands were rubbing all over my wife's body, pinching her nipples, squeezing her ass cheeks, slipping down her front and over her mound. It was so hot in the elevator I'm surprised the fire alarm didn't go off. After a couple minutes, Bob stepped up and tapped Sam on the shoulder. Sam moved out of the way and Bob took over. 

My wife didn't seem to mind the change in partners at all. She was ready for anybody. I felt the elevator jerk and the door opened. I hadn't even felt it move when Jan had started it up again. A couple gasped in shock when the doors opened and they got an eyeful of Bob kissing and feeling my wife while she was smashing me into the wall. 

Bev and I were both too hot to care about anyone else. She didn't try to cover herself, she just grabbed my hand and we ran down the hallway to our room. We barely got the door closed before we were fucking on the floor. 

In a minute we both came, but we didn't stop fucking. We just kept at it. I couldn't believe that after having cum four times already that day, my cock erupted three more times before we stopped. You wouldn't think an old married couple like us could do it, but we were so horny and wild that we were both raw and sore by the time we finished for the night. If it hadn't been so cold in the room we would have just gone to sleep right there on the floor. 

Sunday morning when we woke up I kissed Bev and said, "You were totally hot last night babe." 

"I thought I acted like a terrible slut." 

I kissed her. "You did, and I loved it." We both knew we were getting close to the time when another man would be fucking her. 

"You know, honey, Anthony told me he works here every Saturday night. We should make reservations next week, and order room service."



Beverly and I Ch. 02



Sunday, April 9, 2000. 

All morning I've been trying to hide the fact that I'm torn up inside. Several times I have come close to throwing up. 

All morning I've had a hard on. How can something feel so bad and so good at the same time. 

I think back to that guy Bill in the nude bar and I think I know how he must have felt. Knowing my wife was out fucking another man last night is just about the hottest thing I can imagine. But it still hurts so much I can hardly stand it. I love her more than ever, now. When Bev got home last night it was pretty obvious that she had been to bed with Sam. I got up as soon as I saw her and took her to our bedroom. Her hands were sweaty and cold. Mine were hot and clammy. 

We were both as nervous as we were on our first date all those years ago. In a way last night was like a first date. Or a new beginning. It was the first time my wife cuckolded me. God, it hurts to say that. But I know it won't be the last time and that makes me hot. 

When we got to the bedroom I helped her out of her clothes. When I removed her bra I could see a couple of love bites. Bev was looking at me nervously, wondering how I was going to react. I bent my head and kissed the marks and asked if he had hurt her. She said that it hadn't hurt, then added that it felt good when he was doing it. "Sam told me to tell you that he was marking me up just so you wouldn't have any doubt that he fucked "your wife"." 

My hands were shaking horribly when I started to remove her panties. I couldn't help myself. I reached between her legs and pressed her panties against her pussy. They were soaked. I groaned when I felt how wet they were and felt the sticky moisture on her thighs. 

Bev kissed me and promised she would never do it again. I surprised her when I blurted out "But, I want you to do it again." She gave me another kiss and asked me if I wanted her to tell me what had happened. 

"Yes. I want to hear all about it." 

Then she decided to tease me. "Do you want to hear how Sam fucked me? Your sweet little wife? How he shoved his big cock in my pussy and made me cum? How he filled my cunt with his sperm? Do you want to hear all about it?" 

Each question was like a blow to my stomach. When she finally stopped beating me with the questions I was barely able to whisper "Yes." 

She told me to finish taking her panties off. After she was undressed she pulled me into bed with her. 

Bev started stroking my cock as she told me about her meeting with Sam. 

"We met in the lounge and had a drink. Sam was very nice and we just talked over our drinks. He held my hand a lot and rubbed my arm. I was getting so hot sitting there knowing that I was planning to go to bed with another man. Sam could tell. 

We didn't even finish our drinks when he said he wanted to take me to his room and fuck me. I was shocked to hear him say that, but I guess I shouldn't have been. After all, he'd already kissed me and felt me up while you held me for him. And I was meeting him at a hotel just so he could fuck me." She giggled as my cock squirted cum all over us. I couldn't help it. Hearing my wife talk so sweetly about another man fucking her just drove me over the edge. 

She kept stroking my cock and continued her story. "I was still nervous about it, but I got up with him and we went to the elevators. In the elevator he kissed me and felt my tits. He said he loves tits that aren't too big but still take two hands to hold them. He said mine fit in that category perfectly. 

I was embarrassed at having him feel me up in public. But I was also turned on. My pussy had been wet since you helped me get ready to go out. That was so hot and nasty, to have you dressing me for another man to fuck. I know you were turned on. Did you jack off while I was out getting fucked?" 

I almost came again. She was slowly stroking my cock as she teased me. I told her I hadn't, which was true, but that I really wanted too. 

Bev smiled at me and told me to feel her messy cunt while she told me what Sam had done to her. My heart started beating faster as I put my hand between her legs and felt her sticky gooey cunt lips. She was becoming more of a slut as she saw the effect it was having on me. 

"Go ahead and put your finger in me. Feel all that cum Sam left in me." I groaned as I slipped a finger in her sloppy pussy. When I felt all that goo my own cock shot out wads of hot cum all over us again. Bev just continued stroking me as I felt her gooey cunt and pumped out what felt like a quart of cum out of me. 

When my dick was drained, temporarily, she wiped up some of my cum and licked it off her hand. Damn, my wife was turning out to be just as kinky as I am. Then she gave me a sticky kiss. 

Bev went back to stroking my cock. "Once we got to the room, Sam sat in a chair and told me he wanted me to strip for him. Oh, honey, I was so nervous. Even though he'd seen me before, you were with me then and I felt safe with you. 

I know Sam could tell I was horny and wanted to strip for him, but was scared about doing it. He just sat there waiting. I finally asked him to turn on some music. He smiled at me and told me to make my own music. 

My God, it felt so dirty to think up my own music to strip for him. My brain couldn't think of anything except that a stranger was about to fuck me. The only song I could think of is OUR song. At first I didn't want to do it, but then I thought it would be appropriate to use our song to strip for Sam. I don't know if you understand but it just seemed right if you were going to share me with him you should share our song too. 

I started dancing in front of him and trying to remove my clothes at the same time. I couldn't quite get the hang of it. I was having a hard time unfastening my dress. Dancing and undressing at the same time takes special clothes and practice. I didn't have either. 

Sam stopped me and told me to just stand still and take off my clothes. I've never seen a man's eyes so hungry before. He was staring hard at me until I finally got my white dress off. In a way I think he was afraid I would quit and run out. 

When I started to take my bra off he stopped me. He smiled at me and told me to pinch my nipples. They were already hard and sticking out. I just wanted to get undressed and let him fuck me. But you gave me to him and I wanted to do whatever he wanted. You dressed me up like a virgin bride and sent me off to get fucked and I was determined not to disappoint either of you. When I was pinching my nipples for him I couldn't control myself. I put one hand in my panties and in a minute I was cumming. 

For a minute I was so out of it I didn't realize where I was or what I was doing. Then when I did, I know I turned a bright red. It felt so slutty to masturbate in front of him. I was going to remove my bra but Sam told me to keep playing with myself. 


I whimpered a little and told him I didn't want to. I just wanted to get undressed. He told me to do as I was told. I was so hungry for his cock that I was crying a little, but I did what he wanted. 

Then I started getting even hotter. I felt so nasty, following orders and masturbating for him. It didn't take long before I was cumming again. I was out of control. I was squeezing and pinching my tits as hard as I could, while I was digging my fingers into my cunt. 

Sam just sat there and watched me bring myself off. I had several mini-orgasms that way. 

Then Sam told me to get on the bed. I couldn't do it fast enough. I jumped on the bed and was pulling my bra and panties off at the same time. I wanted so bad to be fucked. I wanted a big hard cock in my cunt. I wanted Sam's cock in me. 

I was glad you weren't there. I wanted Sam to fuck me and make me cum. I wanted him to fill my pussy with his sperm. I wanted to cuckold you." She kissed me again and when I groaned, she repeated, "I wanted to cuckold you". 

"He was taking so long to get undressed I told him to hurry and fuck me. He slowed down and told me to keep my cunt warm for him. I reached between my legs and started rubbing my pussy and fingering myself. 

Sam finally had all his clothes off and stepped up beside the bed with his hard on sticking out. I wanted it so bad. He told me to tell him what I wanted. 

"Fuck me Sam." That wasn't good enough. He wanted me to beg. 

I did. "Please fuck me Sam. I want your beautiful cock in my pussy. Please, please, PLEASE fuck me." 

He told me to get on my hands and knees, then he got on the bed behind me. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down my slit. I was begging him to put it in me and fuck me. He kept teasing me, rubbing it up and down my slit and sometimes just sticking the head of it in my hole. I was going crazy with lust. 

Then he put the head of his cock in my hole again. Only this time instead of pulling it back out he drove his whole cock in me as hard as he could. I started cumming immediately. I was screaming and crying with joy. 

You have no idea how wonderful it was to cuckold you. As much as I love you I wanted to cuckold you and come home and tell you how great it was to have another man fuck me. I knew that's what you wanted too." 

I was cumming again. My cock was spurting out jets of sticky white cum all over us again. My mental anguish was causing physical pain, but I didn't want her to stop. It was exquisite torture to hear her tell me how much she enjoyed fucking another man. How much she enjoyed having his cock in her. How much she loved his filling her with his cum. 

I didn't think my cock was ever going to stop shooting gobs of cum. Bev just started chanting softly, "Cuckold. Cuckold. Cuckold." Over and over, in time with her hand stroking me. And my cock shot out another wad with each stroke. 

After a few minutes I was groaning with pain, as my balls were empty but still trying to shoot out more cum. Bev finally stopped pumping my cock and just held it as she kissed me. 

"Was that what you wanted? Are you happy now that you're a cuckold?" 

I told Bev how much it hurt to have her talk like that. And how much it hurt to know she had let another man fuck her. She was starting to cry when I told her how exciting it was. "And you can see how it affected me. I know I've never cum so much in my life. I love you so much for cuckolding me and being Sam's slut." 

Bev stopped crying and giggled. "You sure have made the bed wet. I have something else to tell you." 

"Please don't. I can't take any more now." I told her I just wanted to know how many times he fucked her and not any details. "I want you to make me beg to hear the rest of the how you cuckolded me with Sam another time. Sometime when you want to make me cum all over the place again." 

She put her arms around me and held me close as she whispered in my ear that Sam had fucked her three times. 

We went to sleep in each other's arms and in spite of the bed and us being wet with cum we both slept soundly for eight hours. 

When I woke up Bev was looking at me. "How do you feel this morning?" 

I told her I felt OK, but horny. She laughed and said she would get cleaned up so we could have some fun. 

I grabbed her before she could get up and pulled her to me. We were both covered with dried cum. Most of it was from me, but I knew that some of the cum on her pussy and legs was from Sam. I ran my hand down over her tits and belly. When I reached her mound her legs parted for me. 

My fingers slid into her still wet cunt. I knew some of the wetness was Sam's leftover cum. That just made it all that much hotter for me. I had never touched another man's cum before and now I was feeling it in my wife's pussy. 

Bev was loving it. "Oh, my little cuckold. Do you like feeling my cunt full of Sam's cum?" Her talk was just about to set me off. I knew I had to get my cock in her fast or I would be shooting all over the bed again. 

I grabbed my cock and guided it to her waiting hole. I eased my cock in until I had my entire length in her. She sighed as my balls hit her ass. 

I can't say I've never felt anything like her pussy when it's filled with cum. But this was the first time it was another man's cum that I was fucking into. Just the thought of that made it difficult for me to hold off cumming. 

We started a slow rhythmic fucking. Not unusual for us old married folks. It felt so wonderful to have all the familiar feelings of fucking my loving wife, while in the back of my mind were the thoughts and visions of her being fucked by another man just a few short hours before. 

After fifteen or twenty minutes of leisurely fucking I couldn't take any more. Bev had the same urge at the same time. We both started slamming our bodies together. And in just a few seconds we both came. It wasn't the violent cumming of last night, but a sweet, almost calming orgasm. 

We lay there cuddling and petting each other. When my cock finally slipped out of her we decided we needed to get up and start the day. 

Bev said, "Before we get up I have something I have to tell you." I panicked. I just knew she was going to tell me she was leaving me for Sam. She wanted to tell me last night but I stopped her. 

My breathing stopped and my heart was racing. I waited for the news that was going to destroy my life, just because of my perverted desires. 

"I told Sam I would go with him to Bob and Jan's house in two weeks. I'm not going to do it. I just had to tell him that." 

"Why'd you have to tell him that?" When she looked away from me and started to blush I knew I wasn't going to like the answer. She pulled me close and buried her head in my shoulder so she wouldn't have to look at me. I could hardly hear her she was talking so softly. 

"After the first time Sam fucked me I wanted more. He said he had to be going and I couldn't help myself. I needed more of his cock. I begged him to fuck me some more before he left. He just kept telling me he had to go. I know he was just teasing me, but it was torture. I told him I would do anything if he would just fuck me once more. Honey, I'm so sorry I was such a slut. He told me if I wanted any more fucking I would have to suck him first. 

I didn't really want to but I did it. I started licking and kissing his cock. After a while I took it in my mouth. I didn't do anything at first, just held his cock in my mouth. Then he held my head and started fucking my mouth. I got all hot from being used that way and started sucking him while he was fucking my mouth. I even had another mini-orgasm doing that. 

Then he pulled his cock out of my mouth and asked if I still wanted him to fuck me. I told him I needed him bad. He told me he would only fuck me again if I agreed to go to Bob and Jan's with him. He said that we had made them so hot in the elevator when you pulled my dress open that Sam and Bob want to take turns fucking me. 

Honey, I'm sorry, but I just had to have his cock in me again. I told him I would love to go and let them both fuck me. Any way they want, just as long as he would fuck me again, right then. That was what he wanted to hear. He pushed me back on the bed and got on top of me and shoved that big cock in me, all in one motion. I was in heaven. My pussy was full of cum and Sam's big cock was working at filling it some more." 

God, I was so hot listening to her. I couldn't help myself. I pushed her back and entered her and started pounding in her as hard as I could. Bev was hot too. She was meeting every thrust. It was another of our patented Fast Fucks. It only took about a minute before we were both cumming. Bev had to bite my shoulder to keep from screaming and scaring the kids. 

We held on to each other while our breathing and heartbeat returned to normal. 

We kissed and then got up and went to take a shower. We took turns washing each other. I thought the flood of cum was never going to stop running out of her pussy as I bathed it, holding her slit open so I could wash inside her. 

I teased her clit for a while and got her to have one of those mini-orgasms. After we finished showering we dried each other off. Before we left the bathroom I pulled her to me and kissed her again. 

My heart was in my throat and I had trouble talking. I just barely managed to croak, "Honey, I want you to go and let Bob and Sam take turns fucking you. I'll stay home and take care of the kids again." 

My hands were trembling as much as my voice. I could feel her body getting warm as the blood rushed through it. 

Bev pulled her head back and looked me in the eye. "I really had a good time last night cuckolding you. I want to do it again. Maybe next time I'll make you eat my cum filled cunt." 

I was having trouble standing up. My knees were weak and trembling just like my hands. I was starting to sweat. What the hell was wrong with me? It hurt so much to hear my wife talk that way. It hurt so much to think she actually enjoyed doing these things to me. 

God, I could hardly wait to taste her dirty cunt full of two men's cum.



Beverly and I Ch. 03



Chapter 3: The Old Man n Oregon

April 24, 2000

When Bev got home just after midnight Saturday night she looked exhausted and radiant at the same time. She pulled me into the bedroom. When I tried to ask her how she was she put her finger to my lips and I held my tongue.

Once in the bedroom she began undressing. I had been sitting at the computer in my pajamas so it only took me a second to strip. Then I sat on the side of the bed and watched my beautiful wife finish undressing.

She saw me watching intently and stopped. Moving over to the door she turned off the light. With the door open just the dim light from the hallway filtered into the room. She gave me a smile as she finished removing her blouse. She paused as though wondering what to take off next. I let her play her little game. I smiled back to show her I was enjoying her teasing. 

Then she removed her skirt, and walked to the closet. She took out a hangar and carefully hung her skirt. She paused again, letting me admire the shadowy vision of her panty covered ass. I let out a contented sigh. My wife was home with me, sexily teasing me, and I had an erection. What could be better? 

Bev turned around and walked back toward me. She removed her bra and then she saw my condition and smiled again. 

Dropping her bra she walked right up to me and put her hand on my shoulder. Looking deeply into my eyes she gently urged me to lay back on the bed. As my head touched the sheet I remembered what she had said two weeks ago. I nervously licked my lips as she pulled her panties down and stepped out of them. 

She straightened up and looked at me. After a few moments, "You don't have to."

"I know." I could see the hurt beginning to show on her face. "I don't have to, but I want to."

A nervous shudder passed through her body and she looked at me so tenderly. I just wanted to take her in my arms and hold her.

Then she moved onto the bed. On her knees she straddled me and she began to make her way up my body. Her heat and wetness brushed over my straining cock as she moved up toward her goal.

I felt a drop of moisture fall on my chest as she continued her journey. Then she stopped, still above my chest. Looking down at me she smiled questioningly. I lifted my head and moved toward her. The odors wafting from her were overpowering.

I couldn't prevent my stomach from turning at what I was about to do. Her eyes on me told me of all she had been through for me. I knew I had to do this for her. I tentatively licked her lips. Taking a cautious taste I found it wasn't terrible. I knew I could do this. 

Just as I started to lick her again, she reached between us and spread her lips open. Suddenly a hot, slimy glob plopped onto my tongue. I started to gag. Bev lurched away form me. And I quickly grabbed her hips, pulling her back to my mouth. By shear willpower I over came my nausea and swallowed. It didn't kill me. This was my wife. My love. There was nothing about her that I didn't love. 

I licked at her again and again. I reached between us and opened her slit wider. More and more of the thick fluid filled my mouth and I swallowed again and again. Bev pushed forward and down. Pressing my head back into the bed. 

She pushed me down, hard into the bed and soon I couldn't breath. My mouth and nose were covered. I drank from her until I thought I would drown. Bev was beyond knowing that she was suffocating me. When I couldn't take any more I gave her bottom a spank. She screamed and jerked away from me. I watched, amazed, as spasms shook her whole body. I didn't think anyone had ever seen such an intense orgasm. I didn't even feel the fluids washing my face as her body shook above me. 

As her orgasm subsided she looked down at me with tears in her eyes. She was breathing hard and fast, almost panting. As she looked at me her breathing slowed. Shakily, she lifted herself off me, and then hurried as fast as she could into the bathroom. 

My mind was awhirl as I lay there trying to fathom what was obviously the most intense, the greatest, orgasm anyone could ever have. What had we done that had brought it about?

I heard the bathroom door open. As I struggled to get up Bev put a hand on my shoulder and urged me to lay back. She had a moist cloth and washed my face with it. Then she dried me with a towel. Throwing those aside, she crawled into bed beside me and hugged me. 

As I moved to begin making love to her she stopped me. "Please wait till morning. I need to be clean before we make love." She closed her eyes and I watched as she drifted toward sleep. I knew I was too aroused to sleep. But then, strangely, I too went to sleep. 

I awoke in the morning to see Bev, fresh from the shower, standing beside the bed looking at me. "Go shower. I'll be here when you get back."

I quickly washed the stale odors from me as the shower revived me. When I returned to the bedroom I found that Bev had made up the bed with fresh linens. The room smelled of her perfume, masking any lingering odors.

I crawled into bed with her and made love to her. Afterwards we lay in each other's arms for a while. Then Bev rolled on top of me and made love to me. Then we drifted away into sleep again.

Nothing was said about what she had done the night before until we went to bed Sunday night. 

Finally we got into bed on Sunday and she told me of her adventure while I tenderly made love to her. 

She had found their house easily enough. Walking up to the door she could feel her body betraying her arousal. She rang the doorbell and nothing happened. She nervously rang again. A third time she rang the bell, and slumped in relief as Sam opened the door. It took her a second to realize that he was naked. 

Bev could feel herself blushing as Sam moved aside so she could enter. He led her through the house and down into a basement room. When she tried to ask him where Bob and Jan were he held up his hand and she remained silent.

She stopped at the bottom of the stairs when she saw Bob and Jan, naked, sitting on a couch and smiling at her. Sam walked over to the bar and sat on a stool. With all of them looking at her Bev began to unfasten her dress, but Sam stopped her.

"You don't need to do that yet."

Bev began feeling body her announce her arousal. Her nipples hardened and her pussy moistened. She found it disconcerting to be the only one in the room wearing clothes. She just stood there as the other three smilingly looked at her. She began to feel like she was the naked one while everyone else had clothes on.

"Do you want to undress?"

She nodded mutely at Jan's question. When Jan shrugged Bev quickly began undressing. No one spoke as she slipped out of her clothes. She took off her blouse and looked for a place to put it. Jan pointed to a hook on the wall. She removed her skirt and hung it and her blouse on the hook. 

Bev removed her bra and then sighed as she stepped out of her panties. She felt strangely comfortable to be naked with the others. She proudly stood there and let the others admire her beauty.

Sam approached her and took her hand. He led her to a king-size bed against one wall. He helped he to lie down in the middle of the bed. He took her ankles in hand and began to pull her legs apart. Bev took over and spread herself for him. As she did, he crawled up beside her. She was looking at him when she felt the bed move as Bob and Jan joined them.

Soon there were three pairs of hands stroking and fondling her body. Bev could feel her pulse quicken and glowing warmth spread through her. Sam leaned toward her and kissed her deeply. 

Sam pulled back and her head was turned to face Jan. Jan moved slowly forward, until their lips touched. When Bev didn't resist Jan kissed her just like Sam had. 

She felt a cock pressing at the entrance to her being. She pushed back at it, encouraging it to enter her. Her mouth opened wider against Jan's as the cock slipped into her.

Jan continued to kiss her. Sam licked and sucked on her tits. Bob fucked into her slowly at first and then with increasing intensity and speed. So many sensations were assaulting her body that she couldn't join Bob. She closed her mind to Sam and Jan and concentrated on the feelings in her pussy. Then she was able to match Bob's rhythm.

As Bob's fucking became jerky and then stopped she reveled in the orgasm that coursed through her. Suddenly her pussy felt cold and she knew Bob had left her. But a moment later the warmth returned as Sam entered her. 

I felt Bev's skin turn to goose bumps as she had an orgasm. Her pleasure made me cum. I stayed there, just holding her. With our arms around each other as we bathed in the afterglow. 

Then Bev resumed her story.

It was easy to match Sam's fucking because she had been with him before. They fell into a comfortable rhythm and smiled at each other. Bob and Jan continued laving her body with their lips and tongues and it wasn't long before Bev was cumming again. 

Sam started grunting as he pounded her harder and harder. She threw her legs around him and met his powerful thrusts. She joined him when he came. 

They all relaxed for a bit and Bob got drinks for everyone. Sam held her drink and let her take a couple sips. Then he raised a questioning eyebrow and pointed his chin to her side.

Bev looked over to see Jan with her legs spread wide and gleaming eyes. She looked at Jan's pussy and felt herself drawn to it. 

She had never kissed or tasted another girl before. Now she felt an overpowering desire to take Jan to the heights that she herself had already enjoyed. 

Bev started by licking Jan's inner thighs, moving inexorably toward her center. When her tongue finally touched Jan's clit she heard her moan. Pressing forward she forcefully rubbed that sensitive organ with her tongue. At the same time she pushed two fingers into Jan's cunt. Jan immediately started humping those fingers. 

Bev kept her face buried, licking and sucking as Jan had first one orgasm and then another. She continued even as she felt her hips being raised up and positioned for a cock. She didn't know who's it was or even care. 

Jan put her hand on the back of Bev's head so she couldn't pull away. Bev knew by the size of his cock that it was Bob entering her. She came at once, causing Jan to have still another orgasm. 

The picture she painted drove me over the top and I came again. Before I was done, Bev had another orgasm. 

Bev kissed me and sighed. We smiled at each other. "I'm tired love."

"Me too, darling."

"I'll tell you the rest another day. OK?"

I gave her a little nod. We kissed and holding each other went to sleep. 



Beverly and I Ch. 04



All week Bev has been antsy and nervous. It was like she hadn't told me everything about last Saturday. Tonight she finally broke down and told my why. We were sitting in the family room after dinner watching some mindless show on the TV and I couldn't take it any longer. 

"Babe, what's the matter?" 

"Nothing." 

"Yes, there is. Ever since last Saturday you've been jumpy. I know you're holding something back. You know there's nothing you could have done that would make me mad at you. You only went there because I wanted you to." 

She didn't say anything for a long time. I could tell she was getting up the nerve to tell me. I was really scared that it was something horrible. Like she was going to leave me for Sam or Bob or Jan or maybe all of them. 

Bev stood up and reached for my hand. She pulled me up and said, "I need a hug." I started to put my arms around her and she turned around and backed against me. I wrapped her in my arms and held her tight. 

We stood like that, watching it get darker and darker outside. Finally she said, "Something happened last week." 

"It's OK honey. Whatever it is you're stuck with me for life." She almost cried when I said that. I didn't press her. I knew she needed time to figure out how to say what was on her mind. 

"They whipped me." I started to cuss them out, but she put a finger on my lips. So I just hugged her tighter. 

After some minutes she said, "...it." So softly I only heard the last word. I waited for her to say more. 

"Did you hear me?" 

"No, honey. You were talking too soft." 

"I said I liked it." 

"What do you mean?" 

"I came when they were whipping me. It hurt, but it felt good at the same time." 

"You came while they whipped you? But you said you were cumming almost constantly, all night long. In those circumstances everything that happened caused you to cum. That doesn't mean you liked it" 

"I know I was cumming all night. But what if I just like being whipped?" 

I know there are some people that like pain. But not my wife. "Honey, you're not like that." 

"How do you know?" 

That stopped me. How do you know whether or not someone likes being whipped? How do you spot someone who likes having other guys fuck his wife? 

"Do you want to go back and let them whip you again?" 

"No! I'm done with them. I'm so ashamed of what I did I could never look any of them in the face again. I'd be too embarrassed. They all whipped me and I begged them to do it."

"Then what do you want to do?" 

It came out in a whisper again. I could barely hear her. "I want you to whip me." 

"Honey" I gasped, "I couldn't do that. I could never hurt you." 

"I've read your journal and I know how much I've been hurting you by fucking and sucking other guys. I just want to try it and see what it does to me." 

"Babe, the hurt I've been feeling was brought on by my own desires. Not because of the things you've done. You haven't done anything I didn't want you to do, except the whipping part. I don't like that. Besides, the hurt I've felt is just in my head." 

"I've been doing what you wanted because I wanted it too. This is my desire. I want you to whip me. I want to feel the pain again." 

How do you answer that? I didn't know what to say. Bev pulled away from me, "Wait here." and left the room. 

It had gotten dark outside and the only light in the room was from the TV. Bev walked in and turned on the lights. She was wearing her big fluffy robe. I groaned when I saw she was carrying a belt. She walked up to me and gave me a little kiss. She held the belt out to me, "Please?" 

I didn't want to take the belt. She looked in my eyes, "Please. For me?" I took the damned belt from her. 

Then she turned around and took off her robe revealing her lovely body. She leaned over the arm of the couch and offered her ass for me to beat. Neither of us said anything for a long time. I was about to tell her I couldn't do it when I noticed her pussy was wet. 

In a way it made me mad that she was turned on waiting for me to whip her. Without thinking I swung the belt and struck her ass. "Yes!" exploded from her mouth. I took another swing. 

For some reason it felt good. Swinging that belt and smacking her ass. Seeing the red stripes across her ass. Hearing the leather hit her flesh. Goddamnit it felt good. 

I whipped her ass, hard, ten or fifteen times. I didn't stop until I heard her scream. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" 

I stood there amazed at what I had done. "Don't stop. Please don't stop. Whip me again." 

I'm not proud to say that I did it. I gave her ass another fifteen or twenty blows with that leather belt. Every time the belt bit into her ass she came more. By the time I stopped all of her ass was a bright red. 

I ripped my pants open. My cock was burning with desire to fuck my wife. I moved behind her and shoved my cock all the way in her. Slamming my belly against her burning ass inflamed me further. 

In no time, I filled her pussy with scalding hot cum. But that wasn't enough; I was still hard and needed more. I pulled back and growled, "I'm going to fuck your ass." She didn't refuse me, but I heard her whimpering. That added to my lust. I put my cock head against her little asshole and shoved with all my might. 

Even though she tried she couldn't keep me out. I ripped into her virgin hole, driving screams of pain from her. I fucked her ass as hard and fast as I could. Her screams turned to whimpers, then to moans, then to yells of encouragement. 

We were both lust crazed. Bev's screams turned to screams of pleasure. I added my own yells of passion. I lay over her back and reached around her for her tits. I cruelly squeezed her tender flesh. Twisting and pulling on her tits as I drove into her burning hot ass. 

My cock swelled as I neared release. I could feel her driving back at me to meet each thrust. Just when I thought I couldn't stand it any longer my cock erupted, spewing my hot white cum deep in my wife's ass. Bev screamed as she came with me. 

I was so drained I could hardly stand. I just barely managed to rise up and somehow move both of us gently to the floor. We lay on our sides looking at each other. Bev gave me a little smile. 

I softly lay my fingers on her cheek. When I finally caught enough breath to talk I said, "I'm sorry, Honey. I don't know what came over me. The redder your ass got as I whipped you the more I had to fuck you. And you were screaming in ecstasy. I couldn't help myself. I just had to have you." 

Her fingers caressed my cheek. "You fucked my ass, too. You've never done that before." I closed my eyes and whispered how sorry I was. "I'm not. It hurt at first but then it felt good. I don't think I've ever cum so hard. And feeling your cock shoot cum up my ass was incredible. I think I passed out from it." 

"I'll be careful in the future. I won't get so carried away." 

Bev chuckled, "You'd better. Not now, but later I want you to fuck my ass again. And you have to whip me again Honey. I loved it. I can't describe how great it feels. It stings and burns. But somehow, it's a soothing heat. Just like when you came in my ass. It was hot, but cooling to the burning inside me." 

We didn't talk any more. We held each other and lay there while our bodies and minds cooled down. After laying there for an hour or so we got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. Walking behind Bev I saw the most erotic sight of my life. I could see my cum leaking out of her asshole. 

I grabbed her and pushed her face down on the bed. I roughly pried her ass cheeks apart and hungrily lapped up the cum trickling out of her. I pressed the tip of my tongue against her hole and felt her relax her sphincter. I slipped my pointed tongue as deeply into her little hole as I could get. 

Bev began moaning and shaking with another orgasm as I slurped my cum from her asshole. My cock was hard again and I was ready to fuck her again, but I didn't want to hurt her anymore. 

She sensed my need and rolled over. She gasped as her ass touched the bed. She quickly raised her tender burning cheeks off the bed and sank to her knees on the floor. Bev pushed me down on the edge of the bed and moved between my legs. She held my cock with her right hand and fondled by balls with her left. 

She leaned forward and slowly impaled her mouth on my member. She took the head of my cock into her warm mouth and held it there for a moment. Suddenly she shoved her face down, driving her nose into my pubic hair. My hips bucked off the bed as I experienced my wife deep throating my shaft for the first time. 

She violently assaulted her throat with my throbbing prick. Driving her head up and down on my shaft. I couldn't contain myself and cum erupted from my cock deep in her throat. Bev gasped and choked but she didn't let go of my cock. I was thrashing and groaning in blissful agony as she drained my balls. 

Neither of us could do more than moan over the excruciating pleasure we had just experienced. 

As my strength returned I picked Bev up and carried her into the bathroom. I held her while I filled the tub with a warm bubble bath. She sighed as I gently lowered her into the warm water. When her tender ass touched the bottom of the tub she yelped in pain. 

Then she squirmed around trying to find the most comfortable position. She was finally able to settle then I climbed in and joined her. We washed each other and luxuriated in the tub for a while. 

When we got out, Bev dried me off. Then I started drying her. When I came to her ass I was shocked to see how red it still was. I very gently toweled the droplets of water from her firm cheeks. 

As gentle as I was she still flinched at my touch. I kneeled down behind her and softly kissed her cheeks and laved them with my tongue. Bev moaned and pushed back, pressing her ass hard against my lips and tongue. I could feel the heat radiating from her ass increasing as my tongue traveled down her crack. 

She bent forward slightly and I probed her little rosebud with my tongue. Bev shuddered and gasped when my tongue entered her orifice. My cock was growing and I knew I had to fuck her ass again. Now. 

I pulled her down to her knees and bent her over the tub. She was moaning constantly as I began rubbing my pre-cum around her nether hole. She trembled as I pushed the head of my cock at her opening. 

I rubbed her legs, sliding my hands in a circle over the side and front of her thighs. Her sphincter relaxed enough for my cock head to enter her. I moved my hands up and held her hips. My fingertips meeting at her slit. 

Bev was gasping and panting as I held her. I yelled and drove my cock into her poor little asshole as hard as I could. She screamed in pain as I buried my steel in her bottom and my belly slammed into her burning ass cheeks. 

I viciously attacked her asshole. The heat and friction of my attack caused me to spew hot cum deep in her bowels just seconds after I entered her. Bev was screaming in ecstasy as my rod filled her hole again. I continued thrusting into her abused asshole even though my dick was slowly shrinking. After she had another violent orgasm, I stopped fucking her. 

I held my cock in her until it shrank and fell out of her tight asshole with a pop. Bev was gasping for breath and crying softly. I picked her up and took her to the bed where I could lay her down on her stomach. 

I laid down beside her and put my arm across her back. "I'm sorry, love. Your ass was just so hot I had to have it again. I'm sorry I hurt you so much." 

She reached up and touched my face. "Don't be. I loved it. I've never cum harder in my life. I'm finding out things about myself I never knew." 

"Me too." 

I never knew such pleasure as what I was feeling that night. I knew I had hurt my wife, but we both seemed to like it. I don't think either of us would have thought of it if it hadn't been for Sam, Bob, and Jan. 

This was so new and strange for both of us that I wanted to take things real slow. I kissed Bev and gave her bottom a very gentle pat. She winced and smiled at the same time. I smiled at her and told her my thoughts. We agreed that we would slowly explore the world of domination and pain. 

"Whatever we do, I still want you to fuck and suck other men." 

"Your wish is my command, Master." She was mocking me. 

"Call Bob and tell him to get over here now. You want them to have you again." She was instantly contrite. 

"Oh, please, Master. I'm sorry. Please don't make me do that." 

"You'll do what you're told to do." 

She looked down, "Yes, Master." she answered so softly I barely heard her. 

"OK." I relented. "You don't have to call them this time." We knew that a new dimension had been added to our relationship. From now on, at least in our sex life, I would give Bev orders, and she would follow them. 

We smiled at each other before going to sleep. 

No, we were done with Sam, Bob, and Jan. She never wanted to see them again and I would never make her do something she didn't want to do. As for the whipping I never would have thought that it would turn me on. Not just whipping her, but actually beating her ass. That and fucking her tight little asshole aren't things I would even have contemplated a few months ago. But just like having other men fuck her I know that whipping her and fucking her ass is going to be a regular part of our life in the future. If she wants it as much as I do.



Beverly and I



We walked out and got in the car. 

I didn't really have anything definite planned. I had read about flashing truckers and thought we might try that. I decided to head out of town so I drove over and got on the freeway. Bev asked me what I wanted her to do and I told her I was just going to drive by a truck and she could let the driver have a look at her. 

Bev smiled nervously at me as I sped up to catch up to a truck up ahead. I really got turned on when she unbuttoned the top five buttons of her dress. She folded the top back until only her nipples were covered. She asked me if that was what I wanted. I croaked out, "One more button." I was really starting to get super hot. I could hardly breathe and I could feel my heart racing. 

She undid that one more button as I was pulling along side the trucker. When I got beside him she opened the top of her dress and let him see her bare tits. I almost ran off the road when he blew his air horn. I looked over at Bev and could see her nipples were sticking out straight and hard. Her hands were clenched at her sides and I knew she wanted to cover up. 

I figured the trucker had seen enough and sped up. Bev reached over and grabbed my hand. "I need you to fuck me NOW!" I took the first off-ramp and found a dirt road into some trees. I was still trying to park the car when she started pulling my shorts off. I hurriedly moved out from under the steering wheel and Bev straddled my legs. She quickly lowered her hot wet pussy over my cock and slammed all the way down on my shaft. 

She grabbed my head and pulled me tight against her tits while she ground her pussy against me. We were both wilder that we had ever been. She was cumming as soon as my cock was buried in her. I was growling and biting her tits as she kept trying to grind me into the seat. It only took about a minute for me to cum. 

That didn't stop us. Bev continued to cum as she ground her pussy against me. I could feel her juices and my cum flooding over my balls as she rode me. For my part, my cock stayed hard and in a couple of minutes I was cumming again. 

In twenty minutes Bev never stopped cumming and I came three times. My balls, ass, and the seat were soaked with pussy juice and cum. Finally, she collapsed against me. We just sat there holding onto each other. After a bit, my dick softened and slipped out of her hole. 

Bev got off of me and we both laughed at the sticky wet mess on the seat and me. She got some Kleenex out of her purse and mopped up as well as she could. I figured we had done enough for one day and headed for home. 

We drove home with contented smiles on our faces. 

Two weeks later it turned cold again. I spent Saturday morning having the car serviced and stuff. When I got home about 2:00 I walked in the house and found Bev with her long coat on, ready to go out. I asked her where she was going. She blushed as she said, "I thought we could go for a little drive." From the smile on her face I knew something was up. 

I guess I'm kind of slow. It was a couple of minutes before it hit me that she might not have anything on under that coat. I know Bev was kind of nervous at being so brazen and I don't think it would have taken much for her to change her mind. 

I walked up to her and kissed her. I slipped my hand inside her coat and felt bare skin. "That sounds like fun." I said, as my cock starting growing. 

We went into the garage to get in the car. I held the door for Bev and watched her coat open and expose most of her legs as she got in. Once she was seated she started to pull her coat over her legs and I told her to leave it. It was buttoned just below her pussy, but with her sitting down that way with the coat open let me have a good look at her sweet little slit. 

Bev tried to ignore my stare as she fastened her seatbelt, but I could see she was getting a little wet. I walked around and got behind the wheel. "Let me see your tits, Honey." She blushed as she opened the top of her coat and let me look at her ripe tits. Her nipples were already hard and pointing straight out. 

As I backed out of the garage and into the street she pulled the top part of her coat closed. I smiled at her and, remembering some of the stories I had read said, "You're a hot bitch aren't you?" She was kind of startled to hear me talk to her that way. But she didn't argue the point. 

I pointed the car toward the freeway to head out of town. "You just love to show off your cunt to all the guys, don't you?" 

She gave me a funny look and asked me why I was talking like that to her. I told her from the stories I had read that it was the way you were supposed to talk. I asked her if she liked it and she said, "No, do you?" 

When I said, "No.", we both cracked up. One thing about Bev and I, we can always see the humor in things. 

Once we got on the freeway she opened the top of her coat and exposed her tits. I was a little surprised that she was so ready to do it. But I liked it. I got a kind of queasy feeling thinking she might do that any time. Anytime she wanted she could show another guy her tits, whether or not I was there, and I think she was beginning to like doing it. Even though it made me feel funny it also made me hard. 

"Would you do that when I'm not around?" 

"No." 

"If you do will you tell me about it?" 

"Honey, I don't want to do it unless you're with me." 

"You could do it anytime you want and I wouldn't know." 

"Honey, I only like doing this with you." 

"I wouldn't mind, if you told me about it afterwards." 

"Honey, that would be like cheating. Do you want me to?" 

"You could tell me before you do it, and then afterwards tell me what it was like." I could feel my face getting hot as we talked about this. I glanced over at her and saw I wasn't the only one. 

Bev squirmed a little in her seat. "You wouldn't be mad?" 

It was getting kind of hard to breathe, but I managed to croak out, "No. Not as long as you told me about it." 

She reached over and put her hand on mine. "I'm getting awfully hot. If you don't find a truck pretty soon you're going to have to fuck me without showing off these tits that you like so much." That got a chuckle out of me and brought us back to the present. 

And not a minute too soon. We were just catching up to a truck. We smiled at each other as I slowly drove up along side the truck. This time I wasn't surprised when he blew that damn horn. I was able to calmly drive along beside him and let him take a good look at my wife's lovely tits. 

Bev started to blush as I just stayed with the trucker. He was getting a good, long look. She was sitting there and trying not to make me speed up. 

"Do you want me to speed up?" 

"God yes!", she hissed at me. 

"Then open the rest of your coat." I expected some argument, but didn't get any. She quickly unbuttoned the two buttons holding her coat together and spread it wide. She was breathing heavily as she looked at me and opened her legs, giving me and that truck driver a great look at her cunt. I felt like I was going to cum as her legs kept getting wider and wider apart. 

Finally, I couldn't take it any longer. I sped up and looked for a place to pull over and fuck. Bev didn't close her coat. She just sat there saying, "Hurry up. Hurry up. Hurry up." Over and over. I took an off-ramp and just pulled into a closed-up business. We were fucking like rabbits again before the dust had settled. 

I think someone could have jacked up the car and stolen the tires and we wouldn't have known it. I think that right then if Bev had said she wanted to put on a fuck show with our friends right in front of my face I would have said, "YES!" I've never been so turned on in my life. 

After we finally cooled down, we just lay in the car holding each other. I know it's hard to believe, but we had fucked for over forty minutes straight. We were totally exhausted. I felt like I had just run a marathon. All I wanted to do was curl up and go to sleep. 

We did doze off for a few minutes. We woke up when it started getting cold in the car. Since the kids weren't going to be home, I drove to the first motel I found and checked in. After a couple hours of sleep, we woke up starving. I called for a pizza delivery and Bev went in to take a shower. 

I was about to go see what was taking Bev so long when the pizza arrived. I let the guy in and was paying him when Bev came out of the bathroom, naked. The pizza kid and I just stared as she calmly walked over and got on the bed. She sat against the headboard and pulled the covers up over her lap, leaving her tits exposed. 

I knew she was trying to embarrass me for the way I had talked earlier. I was a little embarrassed, but she was too. I could see her skin turning red as we stared at her. I figured two could play these kinds of games. 

"She thinks she is too old to be attractive to men. What do you think?" 

She was starting to blush a bright red when the kid said, "Jesus Christ NO. She's beautiful." 

Having my wife's tits exposed to this young guy was really turning me on. I didn't think Bev would ever be brave enough to just walk out the way she had and then leave her tits on display. I decided to see just how brave she was. 

I walked over to the end of the bed and pulled the covers down off her lap. Bev just got redder as her pussy was exposed to our view. I could hear the kid breathing, but I don't know if he was breathing any harder than Bev or I. 

Bev didn't make any attempt to cover herself but I could see her fists clenched tightly. I knew she was nervous, but I also knew she was getting hot. 

I don't know how long we stayed that way but I finally I couldn't take it any longer. I gave the kid a $20 and told him to get out. I'm not sure if he was still in the room or not when I pushed her legs open and shoved my face in Bev's steaming hot cunt. 

It didn't take a minute for her to start cumming. I didn't stop eating her. I just kept it up and she kept cumming. I could feel her whole body trembling as she moaned and bucked her pussy into my face. When I did stop eating her it was just to pull her down on the bed and ram my cock in that delicious pussy. 

I'm afraid we were left with some cold pizza by the time the hot sex ended. 

Afterwards Bev was concerned she had gone too far. She said she was sorry for coming out of the bathroom naked. She said it was one thing to flash somebody on the freeway, where we could drive off any time we wanted. But having a guy right there in the room could have been dangerous. 

I kissed her and held her and assured her she hadn't done anything wrong. We talked about how hot it had been with him right there in the room. She said she was glad I had pulled the covers down so he could look at her pussy. "I would never have been able to do that. But I got so hot when you did it and let him look at me I wanted you right then. I wanted you even with him in the room." 

It was getting hard to breathe again and I could feel my skin flushing with heat. My mouth got dry and I was afraid to hear the answer, but I whispered the question. "Did you want him to fuck you?" 

Bev started whispering too. "Honey, no. I wanted you." 

"Would you have let him?" 

"Honey, I'm your wife." 

"Would you have let him fuck you if I asked you to?" 

"Honey", exploded in a whisper from her. 

I was almost gasping for breath. "Would you?" 

I could barely hear her, "Yes, if you wanted me too." 

We held each other tight. Each lost in our own thoughts. I think we both knew it was just a matter of time before I asked her to let another man fuck her. 

I kind of expected her to start us off on another adventure. When nothing happened after a couple of weeks went by I knew she was waiting for me to take charge. There was no doubt she liked exposing herself, but she knew the next time might lead to something much more serious and she didn't want to seem too anxious. Or for me to think she wanted another man. 

For my part, I wanted her to ask to go for another ride. I wanted her to let me know that she was ready to show off her beautiful body again. On the other hand, I didn't want her to want to show off her body. If she did, that would be the same as saying she was ready to let another man fuck her. Shit. My mind was totally screwed up. I wanted it but I was afraid of what would happen if I got what I wanted. 

After two and a half weeks I knew we had to do something. It was tearing me up inside waiting for her to suggest another ride. I knew if we took one it might end with another man's cock in her. I was afraid if we took another ride it would be just like before. Shit! I was just afraid. 

I finally decided the it was time and whatever happens, happens. It sounds brave here, but it was more of a need than bravery. I was all torn up inside because deep down I wanted another man to fuck my wife. I didn't really want another man to fuck her but I felt like I needed it. 

Wednesday night I told her it would be a good weekend for the kids to stay with friends so we could have some time to ourselves. She nervously licked and bit her lips as her face flushed. She knew exactly what kind of time to ourselves I was talking about. For a minute I thought she was going to say no, but then she just nodded her head and said, "OK." 

When Saturday rolled around we did all our usual chores. We both were so nervous, thinking about what was about to happen, that we had all kinds of little accidents. Spilling things, or dropping things. Finally I had had enough and said we should take a ride. In a way, even though we were scared, it was a relief for both of us that the wait was finally over. 

An hour later we were driving down the freeway looking for trucks. Bev told me a joke that one of her friends had told her and we both started laughing. That was all it took to lighten the mood and we started having fun instead of being all tense and nervous. 

That afternoon we flashed three truckers before we pulled off the freeway for one of our wild fuck sessions. Then we checked into a Ramada Inn. I told her I was going to order pizza while she cleaned up. Jesus, the nerves came back immediately. She knew without my saying it that I wanted her to come out naked when the pizza guy got there. 

About 20 minutes later there was a knock on the door and in came the pizza. My beautiful wife walked out of the bathroom without a stitch on. She looked gorgeous. She proudly walked over to the bed and sat on top, not even bothering with the covers. I paid for the pizza and we both just about died laughing as the pizza GIRL left. 

After that, anytime either of us heard the word "pizza" we would smile, if not outright laugh. 

That night we got to eat a hot pizza before making love. 

Then we were going out on the freeway regularly, every other weekend. Flashing truckers until we were both too hot to go any further and then a wild fuck session in the car. We would pick places to fuck where there was always the possibility of being seen. Closed up businesses or dirt roads. The chances of someone coming along and seeing us just added to the fun. After an hour or so of fucking it was off to the Ramada Inn for the night. 

Since we were starving after all that wild sex we would call for some food to be delivered as soon as we got to our room. After the pizza "girl" delivery Bev didn't come out of the bathroom nude anymore. She said it was more embarrassing to show off in front of a girl than a man. 

Last Saturday evening after we had enjoyed our usual romp and got checked into our room I suggested we go to the lounge and have a drink. I think Bev knew what I had in mind because she said she had to take a shower first. 

Once she had cleaned up again she applied a little make-up, pulled on her dress and said she was ready. I was already hard again, just thinking about taking her into the lounge with nothing on but a short dress with a plunging neckline. 

We went into the lounge and found a booth. There weren't too many people around but the waitress said the place would fill up some when the band started. She hardly got the words out of her mouth when several guys walked in. Then it was a steady stream of people. And about a half-hour later the band came in and started playing. 

Once the music started it was standing room only. Bev was telling me how naughty she felt to be sitting there with nothing on under her dress and all those people around. Then a couple came over to our table and the guy asked if they could join us as there wasn't any other table space available. I said it was OK and he turned and waved to somebody. He introduced his wife, Jan and himself as Bob and another man walked up and Bob said, "This is Sam." 

We all said our "Hello's" and Sam slid into the booth next to Bev. Jan and Bob followed him. They were laughing about something that happened earlier and I leaned over to Bev and asked how naughty she felt now with Sam sitting right next to her. She squeezed my leg and said, "Very!" 

We just got a round of drinks ordered when Sam asked if I minded if he and Bev danced. I got another hard squeeze on the leg when I said, "Sure, go ahead." 

I moved out of the way and got a nice look at my wife's legs as her dress rode up when she slid out of the booth. I knew I wasn't the only one and that was a real turn-on. When I sat back down I saw a man at another table looking my way and I wondered if he had been able to she her pussy when she got up. I was getting so hot I started to sweat some. 

The dance floor was pretty crowded and I didn't get to see much of Bev. While they were gone Jan, Bob, and I carried on a conversation. Jan was rubbing my leg with her foot and I'm sure Bob was rubbing her pussy with his hand. They were looking at me like a couple of starving animals that had just found some fresh meat. I was pretty sure they wanted Bev and I to join them and Sam in bed. 

As much as I wanted it, I didn't think I was quite ready to share my wife with another man. And I was positive she wasn't ready. Sam and Bev were gone for three songs and when they finally came back they were laughing and talking, and had obviously hit it off. Sam had his hand on her back as they approached the table and I saw him slide it down and over her ass just before they reached us. From the looks of the way her nipples were trying to poke holes in the thin material of her dress I was pretty sure it wasn't the first time Sam had his hands on my wife's ass. 

I slid over next to Jan and Bev slid in next to me. Her dress rode up her legs again and I was glad to see she didn't make any move to pull it down. I put my hand as high up her leg as I could without pushing her dress up farther and when Sam sat down she spread her legs. At first I didn't know why, then I realized that Sam was feeling her other leg and she didn't want our hands to meet. 

Bev leaned over and kissed me and asked if I was OK with what was happening. I kissed her and told her I was and I also wanted to fuck her. She asked me if I wanted to leave right then and I told her to wait a minute. I wanted her to let Sam feel her leg. I wanted her to enjoy the sensation of sitting beside her husband while a stranger felt her up. 

She squeezed my hand on her leg then turned to Sam. Her hand moved over to my leg and up to my throbbing cock. She told Sam that we were tired from a long day and had to leave. Then she leaned into him and kissed him. Not just a peck on the cheek or lips, but a full open-mouth, tongue-dueling kiss. 

I was on fire watching them. Their kiss finally ended and Bev turned to me and said, "Let's go honey, I need this thing in my pussy." as she gave my cock a squeeze. I almost blew it right then. Hearing her say that if front of three other people was mind boggling. My prim and proper wife was becoming every man's dream. 




Beverly and I



Jan chuckled and said she was ready for some fucking too. "Did she get your cock big and hard for me Sam?" All five of us got up and headed out of the lounge. It turned out Jan and Bob were staying at the motel too, and we all rode up in the elevator together. 

I wanted one last memory from this night so I turned Bev to face Sam and Bob and started unbuttoning her dress. Jan reached over and hit the stop button on the elevator. Bev was leaning back against me as I pulled her dress up to reach the last buttons. 

Once I had her dress unbuttoned all the way I pulled it wide open and whispered in her ear, "Now give Sam a kiss." Instead of going to him, she held out her hand and when he took it she pulled him up against her. I was forced hard against the wall as Sam pushed his body into my wife and their mouths met in a searing kiss. 

Sam wasn't going to waste a minute of this opportunity. His hands were rubbing all over my wife's body, pinching her nipples, squeezing her ass cheeks, slipping down her front and over her mound. It was so hot in the elevator I'm surprised the fire alarm didn't go off. After a couple minutes, Bob stepped up and tapped Sam on the shoulder. Sam moved out of the way and Bob took over. 

My wife didn't seem to mind the change in partners at all. She was ready for anybody. I felt the elevator jerk and the door opened. I hadn't even felt it move when Jan had started it up again. A couple gasped in shock when the doors opened and they got an eyeful of Bob kissing and feeling my wife while she was smashing me into the wall. 

Bev and I were both too hot to care about anyone else. She didn't try to cover herself, she just grabbed my hand and we ran down the hallway to our room. We barely got the door closed before we were fucking on the floor. 

In a minute we both came, but we didn't stop fucking. We just kept at it. I couldn't believe that after having cum four times already that day, my cock erupted three more times before we stopped. You wouldn't think an old married couple like us could do it, but we were so horny and wild that we were both raw and sore by the time we finished for the night. If it hadn't been so cold in the room we would have just gone to sleep right there on the floor. 

Sunday morning when we woke up I kissed Bev and said, "You were totally hot last night babe." 

"I thought I acted like a terrible slut." 

I kissed her. "You did, and I loved it." We left it at that, but we knew we were getting close to the time when another man would be fucking her. 

This morning before we got out of bed, Bev asked me if I would mind if she gave Sam a call and maybe went out tonight with him. My response was an instant hard-on. In a few minutes the bed was making such a racket she was afraid the kids would wake up. I couldn't help myself. I was lust crazed as I thought this might be the last time I make love to my wife before another man fucks her. 

As soon as my cock was empty, I moved down her luscious body and sucked her pussy for the last time before another man filled her with his cum. Even though I was hard again, I stopped and went in to shower. 

I came out of the bathroom with my hard-on sticking straight up and she asked me if I was all right. When I told her I was she wanted to know why I didn't get back in bed and put my tool back to work. 

My breath caught in my throat as I managed to strangle out the words, "I don't want your pussy to be sore when you meet Sam tonight." I could feel my face burning as my words sank in. I had just said I was saving her for another man. 

Today dragged. Around noon Bev told me she had called Sam and she was going to meet him at the Ramada Inn. Maybe do some dancing or whatever. 

Still the day dragged. It seemed to take forever for evening to come and dinner. After dinner we went to our bedroom so Bev could get ready for her date. 

I followed her into the bathroom and gave her a bath. My hands were shaking as I dried her off and applied perfume between her breasts and between her thighs. Her body was radiating heat and her pussy was already wet with her juices. 

We were both shaking with nervousness. I found it hard to believe that I was preparing my wife for another man's pleasure. I dressed her in a white lacy bra, garter belt, and panty set. I pulled white nylons up her legs and fastened them to the garter belt. I pulled a virginal white dress up her and fastened it in the back. Sam was going to know he was getting my wife as a virgin except for me. As she was applying the finishing touches to her makeup I called a cab for her. 

At 7:30 she left to meet Sam. 

I played with the kids and watched some TV with them to try and stay distracted. Our oldest son went to bed at 11:00 and I retired to the computer to play some games. Then I got the idea to write a journal. 

It's 2:00 now and I am in severe pain from having a hard-on for the last 2 and half-hours. I just heard a car door and then a car drove off. 

My heart is racing. My breathing is ragged. I'm cold and sweaty. Am I a cuckold? 

Bev is walking up to me with a shy little smile on her face and a questioning look in her eyes. I'll have to finish this later