67 comments/ 50902 views/ 54 favorites Let Me Fuck By: Yogakay It wasn't that she didn't love her husband; that was indisputable. Married at eighteen, the petite red head had kept her vows. Even when she hadn't always wanted. Slight stirrings of desire crept lazily through her as she thought of the story she had read. Bored one night while her husband worked and the kids slept, she had logged on to an erotic stories website. Not knowing what the term "loving wife" meant Samantha had clicked on a story contained in this genre. What a surprise. Nipples tingled and loins tightened as she had read. The story wasn't about monogamous sex, at all. Quite the opposite. "Loving wives" were women who fucked "for" their husbands. Beside herself at the thought of "new" cock, she had grabbed her purple Rabbit. The Rabbit was a vibrator she bought after watching an episode of Sex in the City and it was her favorite toy. The clit stimulator made it the "Cadillac" of sex toys. Hips twitching and back arching, she had cum over and over again as she read late into the lonely night. Seated now in her industrial style kitchen, the thirty two year old mother of three wondered, "How can I approach my husband"? Should she approach her husband? Scott, her high school boyfriend was now a distinguished Army officer. Enlisting immediately after high school, the tall brown headed athlete had worked his way through the ranks. Night school, second jobs and three kids born in a row had put pressure on the young marriage, but their commitment to one another had never wavered. Uneasiness settled on her as she imagined his response. Clearing the dishes from the counter, she began to clean. The fourteen hundred foot condo situated across from Camp Mabry in Austin, Texas was quiet. Children bustled off to Casis Elementary and husband gone for the day, she found all she could think of was the stories she had read. A virgin when she met Scott, she now wanted to know how other men tasted, touched, fucked, and she wanted Scott to play too. The kitchen mostly clean, she headed to her bedroom with a distracted look. Only one thing was on her mind, reading more stories. One "Loving Wife" story was consumed after the other as she played with breasts and clit. Soft moans rose into the air, as her Rabbit vibrated and pink polished nails twisted and turned pale rose colored nipples. As she lay on her traditional four poster bed, she thought. Not having ever wanted anything so bad, she needed a plan. Not fucking other men didn't even feel like an option. The stories had started the problem, perhaps they could also provide a solution. With a smile, she decided to get Scott to read a few. If the stories didn't work, she would think of something else. Browsing through the list of stories, she selected one that had driven her crazy. After the Kids, hit every button she had. Her round blue eyes filled with lust as she replayed her favorite scenes. The one where the wife obediently masturbated in front of her husband's friends and fellow naval officers had left her whimpering at her own hands. She wanted to entertain the troops. How could she possibly tell her hubby what she craved? How could she get Scott to take charge? How could she share the fire now burning between her legs? Samantha's face flushed with shame. Later the same day as her three kids did homework, she began to prepare herself. Scott would be home in an hour and she wanted to be irresistible. Standing before the full length mirror attached to the bathroom door, she surveyed her body. What she saw didn't discourage her at all. Slightly above five feet, her body was like a miniature hourglass. Unblemished, pale white skin, natural C-cup breasts, and full hips gave the appearance of near perfection. A heart shaped face was filled with large blue eyes. Two deep dimples on each side of her rose colored lips completed the look of innocence. She was a contrast. Both innately sexual and painfully shy, she frequently mystified men. Hearing the car alarm set, the horny housewife slipped a thin blue cotton sundress on. No underwear was added. With "fucking" on her mind, she tweaked her nipples and rushed to greet her handsome military man. Dark green eyes flecked with gold met her wide blue one and they both smiled. A squeal was heard as he lifted her into his tanned, muscular arms. Samantha giggled as he swung her in circles. Before the kids could arrive she whispered, "I want to suck your cock." A startled look settled on his angular face. His wife gave good blow jobs, but she never just offered on a Wednesday afternoon. Wondering what was different, he greeted his three kids, as they jumped from foot to foot demanding attention. It was going to be a long wait until bedtime. As Scott dreamed of the blowjob coming his way, Samantha dreamed of all the cocks she wanted to suck. Unaware, she bit her lower lip. As she cleaned the blue and yellow dishes bought while stationed in Italy, her mind searched for a way to approach the subject. How does one tell their husband they desperately want to suck and fuck other men? Knowing she had no other choice, she continued to search for ideas. Teeth brushed and homework checked, three unamused children were sent to bed just a little early. Their exhausted faces were the reason given. Both parents couldn't wait one more minute and ran to their bedroom. Door locked, Scott turned to his wife. "I'm not complaining, but what gives?" "There's a website . . . you've got to see it. It has all kinds of sexy stories. The more I read them . . .," and with a moan she reached for him. Between kisses Samantha told Scott how turned on she was, how she loved him, how much she wanted to please him. Passionate kisses grew deeper as Scott's tongue entered his wife's mouth. As she was about to lose herself to his kisses, she reminded herself that she was on a mission. Pulling back, Samantha pointed towards the bed. Without hesitation the still surprised husband stripped. As he removed his clothes, his wife stared. The hunger on her face, he had never seen. Again he wondered, what had happened to her to cause such unexpected wantoness. His wife seemed overcome with lust. Seated on the blue and white floral coverlet, he watched amused as his wife darted about. Her excitement was contagious and he found his heart begin to race. A tablet was thrust at him. Taking it, he looked down at the story and read. It was a "Loving Wife" tale. With his thick eight inches rising he began to read. Seeing the effect of the story on her hubby, Samantha smiled and told him to read out loud. Maybe this would work. Without any more hesitation she pulled her short cotton sundress off and crawled on top of the tall four poster bed. Only a tiny pair of blue cotton bikinis concealed her abundant charms. Quickly the twenty-seven year old mother of three rid herself of the scrap of lacy material. Longing radiating from Scott's dark green eyes he stared at his beautiful wife. Cheeks and chest flushed pink gave way to two white mounds of delight. Long stiff nipples cried to be suckled. Then his eyes settled on the honey pot. Two small pink symmetrical lips were pulling open and revealing her moist delight. A small red, perfectly groomed, landing strip highlighted the beauty between her legs. As Scott started to reach for her, she halted him. Telling him to read just a little too harshly she crawled between his legs and grinned at him. Not wanting to cause this unexpected treat to stop, Scott complied. As Samantha's pale pink nails wound their way up his thighs, he groaned low and deep. As instructed he continued to read out loud. As he read of a man that shared his wife with others, he felt his straining cock embraced in his wife's hand. Taking just the tip into her mouth, she ran her tongue lightly across the top. Precum filled her mouth. Sighing, she sucked him a little further in. Wanting to draw out his orgasm, Samantha continued to tease. Moving slowly she licked and nipped only the head of Scott's beautifully engorged cock. Her long fingers massaged his balls as she continued to tease. A slight pressure urged her further, she resisted. Only the head entered her open mouth as she continued her slow licks and nips. Stronger pressure urging her further, followed quickly. Without warning, she plunged her head down and deep throated all of him. Scott gasped. Tablet momentarily for gotten, he watched with joy as he received a cock sucking unlike any he had ever had. Now on knees between his spread legs, she repeatedly plunged as deeply as possible. Gagging on hard cock and saliva she would gasp for breath and do it again. As if possessed she worked his balls with one hand and his cock with the other. Rapid strokes followed each plunge. Sensing his pause she looked up. As he watched, she ran his cock around her lips and made smacking noises. Telling him he had to read to get his cock sucked, she continued. As the coiling in his body began to tighten, he complied. Two cocks thrusting into one woman were the words he read. The woman in the story became Samantha as he imagined his faithful wife split roasted. Arousal unlike any he had ever felt raged through him as his balls tightened and his cock became even more engorged. The clenching within grew intolerable, images of his hot wife fucking and sucking other men raced before his eyes. As Scott's back began to arch, Samantha's rose lips clamped down on his head and began frantically sucking. The soft skin of his rigid cock delighted her as she coaxed his relief closer. Sounds reminiscent of a train ripped from the well-built military man. She greedily sucked in rope after rope of creamy seed while she dreamed of unfamiliar cocks. Leaning back, she sat unconsciously on her heels. Proud breasts, a softly rounded belly and her pussy were on full display. She liked Scott's eyes grazing her body. She also craved the eyes of other men. Wanting to shout out her need to be fucked by other men, she remained quiet. Reminding herself to be patient, she kissed her sated husband and giggling saying, "Your turn." Flipping her onto her back with ease, he grabbed her hands above her head and held her. Kissing down her slim neck, he imagined other men's lips on her. As he chewed on her sensitive nipples, he imagined other mouths exploring his wife. Scott's mouth settled between Samantha's legs as he imagined her pussy sore, swollen and full of cum from other men. He began to lick and they both continued to dream. Small whimpers escaped Samantha's lips as she imagined cocks of every size and color invading all of her holes. The salty sweetness of Samantha pussy entered Scott's mouth and he imagined what she would taste like after being fucked by another man, and fucked hard. He visualized cocks of every color and size plunging into his favorite three places in the world as he sucked her clit into his mouth and finger fucked her. His wife could take it in the ass, mouth, and pussy like a pro. Her moans and groans rose into the air. Scent and sound fused and surrounded the lovers. Scott's tongue slurped up and down her slit as images swirled through Samantha's mind and into her veins. Images of Scott plowing her on one end while she sucked a complete stranger on the other consumed her as need wound deep within. Taking his time and making it special, Scott began to make small teasing licks towards her most sensitive of openings. Samantha loved to have her ass licked and tongue fucked. It left her begging to be plowed in the ass. Scott's tongue invaded her backdoor and he imagined inviting a friend into his beautiful wife's ass. Then he imagined friend after friend entering her sore and stretched ass. Pushing her cheeks back into her husband Samantha moaned and cried out. The sharp pins of desire tingled and twisted. Taking her fingers, she pulled and pinched her nipples. With pictures of strangers invading her ass whirling behind her eyes, she began to beg. Filthy words that normally would have never passed the petite woman's lips flew into the air. Scott loved to hear Samantha beg. Knowing he had pleased her that much brought him his greatest joy. He pulled himself towards his wife with a flame burning in his dark green eyes. She was going to get what she demanded. His cock became another's as he lined it up with the opening of her tight ass. Excited, the loving wife pulled her knees up towards her shoulders and made all available. Closing her blue eyes she mentally left the room. Now, she was at Scott's work. Bent over in an Army Sikorsky helicopter, her husband's comrades plowed her ass, one after another. Pushing back hard against Scott's thrusts, she imagined a line of military men waiting for her. Their bodies continued responding as both rose higher and higher. Tension coursing through them demanded release. With a whimper followed by a scream, Samantha came. Her juices ran into Scott's eager mouth and the fuck film behind her eyes continued. One cock after another played before her. Her orgasm had never been stronger. The following day Savhanna wasn't sure if Scott was thinking about what he read. It was possible. Scott wasn't a morning person. His job as an aviation maintenance officer at Camp Mabry had him up earlier than most. Despite that, Scott had claimed her ass at 4:00am. Sound asleep she had begun to awaken, as she felt a hand crawling up her leg. Insistent strong hands separated her legs and within seconds she felt his face dive forward. Usually patient, he wasted no time. Cheeks spread, he began to kiss and lick her tightest of openings. Small sleepy moans escaped her. She sighed as his tongue entered her. This made her crazy. Despite still feeling a little "wrong" for loving anal, she couldn't deny it. Scott had complete access. Permission was given years ago. Moving his muscular tanned body on top of her pale one, he had growled in her ear, "I can't be gentle . . . I'm fucking your ass—Now!" Wiggling her hips, she smiled back at him. First a pop and then a loud yelp announced his entrance. Soon Samantha had relaxed enough and Scott began to thrust. Deep hard plunges were taken rapidly. Feeling herself filled and stretching, the devoted wife pushed back. No complaint was heard as Samantha matched his rhythm. Within moments, Scott called out his love for her and collapsed after a roaring orgasm. Heading to the shower, Samantha wondered about the events of that morning. Scott was certainly fired up. It had to be the stories. She hoped it was the stories. Tonight, she was going to step up her campaign for permission to fuck other men. Videos had been downloaded. Each one featured a hot "loving wife." The day was going to drag. Her mind had been lost and replaced. Never ending images invaded her head. New cock fucking her every hole consumed her thoughts. Not to mention the idea of being serviced by two mouths, four hands, and two cocks. Scott simply had to agree. Her pussy was talking and it wanted everything. Samantha continued her chores as her body tingled and her ass dripped cum. Finally six o'clock came and her heart pounded as she listened for his key in the lock. Kids had been shuttled off to her older sisters and the night was theirs to enjoy. She didn't have to wait long. Replaying images of his wife being fucked by others had kept Scott insanely horny all day. Now that he was home, he wasn't waiting. The need was too extreme. "Dirty" thoughts had been chasing him all day. Hearing Scott's key in the lock Samantha hurried. Taking her large butt plug with a large pink crystal on one end, she coated it with coconut oil. Spreading her own cheeks, she gently inserted the plug. The plug was a present from Scott, he loved them. Dropping her black sundress in place, she smiled in anticipation and exited the small pale blue half bath. Dark green eyes burning with lust met her big blue ones and Samantha gulped. Her military man was not in the mood for talk. She told him the kids were gone for the night, he reached for her. A giggle escaped her as she stepped back. Turning to Scott, she issued him a directive to wait and she ran to their bedroom. In no mood to be delayed, Scott quickly followed. Grabbing the remote, she turned on the TV across from their bed. Two men fucking one woman popped up and Scott paused. Samantha didn't watch porn. A cock that Scott thought couldn't be harder became even more engorged as he watched. Unblinking, he stared. Sensations so extreme that he trembled assaulted every inch of his being. He had to talk his wife into fucking other men for him. Seeing the look on Scott's face, Samantha fell to her knees in front of him. Unzipping the pants of his camouflage uniform, she released his painfully hard cock. Scott watched the carefully selected porn as he fucked his Samantha's face, and he fucked it hard. Gagging, she struggled for breath as one thrust was quickly followed by another. Scott's level of enjoyment didn't allow for much time to wait. Grabbing her dark red hair, he shot rope after rope of creamy seed down Samantha's throat. She sucked hungrily. The taste of cum was one of her favorites. The movie continued to run as they lay together. Two sets of eyes stared transfixed as they both wondered how to approach the other. Not fucking other men, no longer seemed an option to Samantha. Scott didn't want to harm his marriage but he had to find a way to broach the subject. Uneasy in their same but separate thoughts they spooned. Three days after first reading about "Loving Wives," Samantha wasn't sure she had made progress in convincing Scott to allowing her to fuck other men. Sex had been better and more frequent, but she craved more. Deep down inside she felt like a slut that cried to be free. Scott was her love but she didn't feel like making love. She wanted to fuck and be fucked. The young mother of three wrestled with what to do. She wasn't going to risk losing her husband, she just needed to be patient. All three of the kids had after school activities and Scott was working late. Feeling restless, she grabbed her tablet and headed to her large black leather sectional. Bought at a quirky furniture store on Burnet Road, it was oversized and "L" shaped. Settling into the cushy softness, Samantha returned to her now "beloved" website. The website that provided free erotica also advertised porn videos. Never a fan of porn, she was now ready to watch a woman get all her holes filled. A tall blonde getting plowed by two dark haired men appeared on her large screen TV as she grabbed for her Rabbit. Lying on the sofa and now completely nude, Samantha began to play with herself. Taking her pink tipped fingers, she twisted and turned on her swollen nipples. Little whimpers escaped her mouth as she recalled the words she had read in the website's chat room. Her left hand continued to twist and turn one nipple at a time as her right moved lower. With a quiet moan, the beautiful read head began to circle her clit. Nude with one cock in her mouth and one in her ass was what Samantha craved. As she imagined fantasy becoming reality, she took her Rabbit into one hand. Two gaping pink lips spread as the purple hard rubbery cock slipped into the soft folds of her pussy. Samantha's scent began to fill the air as she settled the clit stimulator against herself. Twisting one nipple, Samantha relished the currents tearing through her body. Tiny moans, groans and yips burst forth as she imagined the hands of strangers stroking her curves. Warmth radiating from between her legs, she paused. She was not alone. Amused and lust filled green eyes met hers. Frozen in embarrassment, she started to speak. Scott silenced her. Looking back and forth between the TV and his wife, he appeared confused. A few second passed and confusion was replace by a crystal clear awareness. Bristling, he unzipped his pants. Rigid and throbbing, his cock sprung forward. Let Me Fuck Face and chest flushed, the embarrassed housewife stood. Without speaking the Scott spun her around and bent her over the back of the leather couch. Surprised by his roughness, Samantha submitted without word. The energy in the room had changed, Scott was in charge. As he took charge, she quivered with anticipation. Twisting her shoulder length auburn hair in his hand, he yanked her head back. Neck extended and pale white cheeks in the air, her pussy began to leak moisture. His dominance ignited emotions primal and all intoxicating. Wiggling her curvy hips she pushed back with force. Growling, he shoved his thick cock home. With one hand wrapped in her hair and the other firmly gripping her generous hip, he pounded. Rougher and rougher, he drove deep into sticky wetness of her. Continuing to fuck hard and with abandon, he watched the video Samantha had selected. In a voice that demanded obedience, he yelled, "Tell me what you want!" No answer was returned. Yanking her head back further and in a low no nonsense voice, he commanded Samantha to tell him what it was that she wanted. Whimpering in his grasp, her back arched with feline pleasure. Another yank of her hair and she spoke. In a voice louder than she had planned, she screamed, "I want more cock . . . please, let me fuck!" He pounded deeply into Samantha and she continued, with tears in her eyes, "I want you there . . . I love only you." This was what he wanted, he knew that. When Samantha spoke her desire to fuck other men out loud, he almost blew his nut. Desire gripped him and he tensed. Jerking and thrusting he shot the largest load he could remember. Hair released, Samantha waited, frightened. Was he pissed? Would he ever look at her the same? What had she done? Scott's warm lips began nuzzling her neck and whispering. A wide smile crossed her face at his words. Her husband wasn't angry at all. Not only was he going to let her fuck other boys, he promised to keep her filled. Two weeks and three days later, Samantha rushed around the small condo. Children had been hustled to relatives and now she needed to prepare. Two of Scott's men were coming for dinner. Both were men she had met. In their early twenties, they always circled the slightly older woman. Now, they were about to get an offer that would blow their minds. Nervous, Samantha hoped that wasn't all they blew. She wanted to be covered in and filled with their cum. Ten minutes past five, she stepped from her glass shower. In forty five minutes, they would arrive. Scott was bringing them home after work and she need to be prepared. Shaved, scrubbed and exfoliated, her pale skin glowed with a rosy flush. Grabbing her coconut oil, she began to slowly massage the tasty moisturizer into her skin. Massaging the oil into her ass, she slipped a finger into her rectum. Swirling the oil inside left no part of herself unprepared. Next, she slipped on a too short sundress. The bright pink cotton highlighted her hair and big blue eyes and the sheer cotton left little to the imagination. Slipping on a white lace thong, she completed her dressing. A little mascara and lip gloss were all the makeup she wore. Her wholesome beauty didn't need changing. Moroccan oil scented with cardamom was lightly applied on wrists, neck, and between legs. Samantha had never looked more radiant or felt more sensual. Sitting at her kitchen counter she thought of her impending guests. Brian was tall and slender. Lean muscle sculpted Brian's body into a study of perfection. Sandy brown hair cut military style and pale blue eyes made him look like an Eagle Scout. Charming by nature, Brian always made Samantha feel special. He had that effect on most women. Davon was his opposite. Shorter and broadly built, he looked like a man that could pin a bear. Dark curly hair, chocolate brown eyes and mocha colored skin gave the bi-racial Soldier an exotic flavor. He reminded Samantha of some spicy exotic dish that she craved. She couldn't believe her luck, two new cocks in different colors, and probably in different sizes. Her heartbeat raced as she sat waiting. If they weren't interested, this could get really embarrassing. Scott had laughed at the thought. Samantha was a hot red-head. No way were two young Soldiers going to pass on her sweet ass. She didn't agree—couldn't believe it. Some people might be morally offended. Hearing the door open, she stood and nervously fluffed her hair. Just for good measure she pinched both nipples to attention. As the three men came around the corner, she lifted her arms in greeting. Giving her a deep slow kiss, Scott released her into the waiting arms of the two young Soldiers. First one then the other gave her a bear hug. The horny housewife made sure to press her breasts into their chests just a little too hard. Both men appeared a little unsettled from the too familiar hug. Glancing at Scott they relaxed. He was grinning ear-to-ear and had obviously not noticed. Ice cold beers were handed out and the men were shooed into the dining room as Samantha plated their food. Electrical currents pulsed through her loins as she longed to tell the men what she wanted. Dinner went smoothly. Only more alcohol was served than was the rule. Bellies full of chicken fried steak, mashed potatoes and gravy, the men watched the officer's wife clear the dishes away. They had offered to help but Samantha had insisted that she liked serving them. This was said with a sly smile. More beer was passed around as the group settled on the black sectional. Before, Samantha could sit, two familiar arms grabbed her and she was pulled into her hubby's lap. A flash of white lace was seen as she was caught off balance. Giggling and squirming in his lap, she looked up as her husband's mouth descended on hers. As the two hot young Soldiers began to squirm, the couple continued. Passionate kisses and traveling hands were watched by the now uncomfortable Soldiers. Scott wrapped one hand around Samantha's waist and the other squeezed her thigh. Scott grinned at the staring men. The extra beers loosened his normally restrained manner. Bouncing her in his lap he inquired, "My wife is fucking hot, don't you think?" Both men awkwardly nodded. "Ever fucked a woman this hot before?" Both men shook their heads. This time Brian had a glint in his blue eyes and Davon was already smiling big. This particular young man wasn't confused any longer. "My hot wife asked me pretty please if she could try some new cock. I said, yes. So what do you think Soldiers?" All the time, his hands traced the curvatures of his wife while she wiggled childlike. Samantha squirmed in Scott's arms as she waited. Her heartbeat pounded in her chest and time seemed slowed. Both men's gaze settled on the woman they had just been offered and nodded. Samantha stumbled to her feet as Scott stood and prodded her towards the waiting men. Walking a little unsteadily, she approached. Both men stood as Samantha settled to her knees. Reaching up to Davon, she grasped his belt and unbuckled his jeans. A thick, dark brown seven inches presented itself. Thicker than her husband, his uncut cock bulged with veins and screamed for release. Taking her slender white fingers she wrapped her hand around him. As Brian hastily stripped, Samantha took Davon's cock and outlined her lips with a smile. His dark chocolate eyes blazed at the image before him. A gasp was forced from him as her moist mouth began to slowly suck in his plum colored head. Her mind no longer mattered as she disappeared into his wide cock. Stroking and sucking his dark cock she made sounds of delight. His salty taste was different than Scott's and the width stretched her mouth wide. So lost was she in sucking Davon's cock that she forgot her other guest. A gentle prod to her cheek reminded her of her hostess duties. With one hand still stroking Davon's wide girth, Samantha turned her head. Her blue eyes widened at what she saw. The tall, lean Soldier was carrying around a weapon in his uniform. Brian's ten inch rock hard cock stood threateningly as Samantha stared with concern in her eyes. Taking Brian's smooth skinned cock into her other hand, Samantha began to lick and suckle the pink mushroom shaped head. Too long to be taken in its entirety, she concentrated on stroking his length while she swirled her seeking tongue around his head. Brian's moans and groans to increase. On her knees before the two men, the horny red head kept busy. Going back and forth between the pale and the dark, she cooed. Finally, she had two cocks! Roaring filled Samantha's head as she sucked, stroked, and fondled the two men. No room was left for any thought other than the two new cocks she serviced. Scott sat transfixed as he watched his normally shy wife suck the two happy cocks like a professional. His own eight inches throbbed and strained to be free. Never had any sight thrilled him more. A look of absolute contentment met his as the couple locked eyes. Beauty unlike any he had ever seen radiated from his wife. As his beautiful wife continued to pump and suck the two men, Scott stripped. Five feet eleven and covered in sculpted muscles, he was beautiful. Stepping behind his wife, he stroked her hair as she went back and forth between the two men. He was unable to resist any longer. Abruptly, he told his wife to get on all fours. Samantha didn't need to be told twice. Pulling her sundress off, she complied. Now nude except for a thin strip of white lace, she glowed. Large pink tipped breast hung firmly, as she pressed her pale rosy cheeks into the air. Now, Scott slipped on to his knees behind her and yanked her panties away. Grasping both her cheeks, he pulled them apart. Scott began to kiss and lick and the other Soldiers slid to their knees. Sensations spun out of control as Samantha sucked two cocks and Scott ate her ass. Sounding more like a wild animal than a woman, she whimpered, moaned and groaned. Davon's thick brown cock began to engorge further and Samantha concentrated on the stocky dark man. Responding to comments that she was hotter, sexier, and more skilled than other women, Samantha sucked him deeper. Only Davon's impending orgasm mattered. All else had ceased to exist. Sitting back on his knees Scott watched the thick bulging cock stretch his wife's mouth. The sight was too much and he couldn't hold back any longer. Taking her soft rounded cheeks in his hands again, he looked to Brian and said, "You've got to try this." No further encouragement was needed. Brian moved behind her. As load after load of hot white seed hit the back of her throat, she felt Brian's mouth at her ass replacing Scott's. A new tongue explore her perfect rosebud and she soared. Delighted sounds surrounded them as his tongue explored further. Generously lubed with saliva, she felt Brian's oversized cock line up with her well-loved ass. Gasping and choking down Davon's cum she felt the other Soldier begin to nudge his way into her most vulnerable of openings. Face just fucked, she was now taking more inside her than ever before. Samantha yelped as Brian's oversized head popped into her. He paused. Willing herself to relax, Samantha nodded. Slowly, he began to thrust. Each thrust was just a little deeper than the one before. The smell of sweat and musk filled the small living room as Samantha began to push back. Now a rhythm was established. The horny house wife was delighted with the thick long cock assailing her ass and moaned loudly with each stroke. Scott knelt before his wife's face as she was ass fucked by one of his men. Her blue eyes shone with pleasure as she looked at him. Mouthing, "thank you," she opened her mouth to her waiting husband. Taste familiar and loved filled her mouth and she sucked. And as she rocked between the two men, Davon sat watching, hardening cock in hand. Soon, Brian began to tense and a roar erupted. Gagging as she was propelled forward, Samantha took all of the young man's impossibly long cock where no man had ever been before. Scott had never been more proud of his wife. Rapid thrusts led to a frenzied explosion as Brian cried out in release. As Brian withdrew his now softening cock, Scott withdrew his still rigid one. Now empty, Samantha rolled over. Her nudity gave her no pause as she spread her legs and began to finger herself. Sticky moisture coated her hand as first one and then two fingers entered her. The sight was too much. Scott knelt between her legs. Two pale thighs were grabbed as he pulled his wife's perfect pussy closer. Samantha's pussy met him gaping wide. Pleasure radiated from the happy housewife as her husband pushed his cock deep inside her waiting folds. His mouth claimed hers as his own. The taste of other men entered Scott's mouth and he shoved balls deep into Samantha. His wife's "hotness" made his heartbeat race out of control and thunder to roll through him. Without much time needed, Scott felt himself begin to tense. The twisting deep inside cried for release. It wasn't easy, but Scott withdrew. There was so much more to do. Ecstasy so strong that it felt like insanity consumed him. He wanted to take his wife as high as possible. No act seemed off limits. Gently pulling his wife to her feet, he kissed her again. Looking to Davon he smiled and informed the darkly colored Soldier it was his turn. A slap on her ass and Samantha approached the couch. Davon sat staring as he lightly stroked his hard cock. A pale knee landed on each side of his lap. Samantha lowered her dripping pussy onto Davon's waiting desire. Pale lips stretched wide to accommodate the young Soldier's girth as she drove herself down. A grunt escaped her. Without delay, she began to ride the younger man. Up and down she bounced. Her slender hands gripped his wide shoulders roughly. God she loved it! The feel of his new cock was indescribable as it stretched her further her G-spot was being assaulted as never before. Watching his wife tossed up and down on the wide cock gave him an idea. A week ago it wouldn't have crossed his mind. But his wife's delight in cock made it seem possible. Maybe, even probable. Double penetration, now considered, he moved towards his unsuspecting wife. Climbing on the couch behind her, he too straddled the young Soldier and bent her over so her face was in Davon's neck. Samantha whimpered and she became frightened. She knew what Scott wanted. This was something she hadn't liked in the videos. Too intense. Too unnatural. Pressing her face into Davon's neck, she felt slightly comforted. It was going to be difficult to not panic. Lining his still rigid cock with his wife's ass, he shuddered. This was better than any porn. Popping just his head into her, he could feel the added tightness. Davon's cock filled one half as Scott inched forward. Filled like never before, the housewife began to make sounds unlike any heard by her husband. Her voice vibrated intensely as she made loud raspy cooing sounds. More nerves were hit than ever before. Soon a rhythm was set. Scott led the trio as they contorted and withered on the black sectional. Samantha couldn't believe what she was doing; she couldn't believe she was loving it. Horrified she felt her body respond as never before and she began to grunt. As each man hit her sweet spot, sharp arcs of pleasure radiated through her and left her crying for more. Tension roiling deep within, she began to twitch. As an ear splitting scream poured from her mouth, she came. Spasms that made no sense ripped more and more cries from the housewife and she collapsed. Body limp, she moved between the two Soldiers. Scott's rhythm increased as he plowed his wife's ass. Short gasps began to arrive with each plunge. Mind completely gone, he convulsed and a roar entered the room. Samantha felt her hubby's hot seed fill her ass and cooed sweet words to him. When Scott withdrew, Davon's cock entered her ass and a new DP rhythm was set. Eyes out of focus, Samantha sought Brian's lips. His mouth caught hers and they kissed passionately. Each thrust of Davon's wide cock deep into her ass brought a yelp from the red head. With pagan like abandonment the three withered, thrust and ground into one another. No nerve was left untouched as Scott watched his beloved transported. The woman making crazed sounds of ecstasy as she was simultaneously fucked by two hard young men did not resemble his "well-behaved" high school sweetheart. Brian's rhythm became the lead as the gorgeous green eyed Soldier continued to thrust his engorged cock into her pussy. Already at bottom, each thrust pulled more cries out of Samantha. With her pale shoulders gripped in his strong hands, Samantha was pounded coming and going. The intensity of Brian's thrusts lifted the two on top and with a growl he tensed. Rapid fire followed as Brian unloaded his second load for the evening into her pussy. Empty, he collapsed. Now, it was Davon in charge. Dark muscles rippled as the solid built man began his own ascent. Biting just a little too hard on the "sandwiched" woman's neck, Davon growled out his impending orgasm. Moans and whimpers continue to be pushed from the exhausted woman's mouth with each plunge. And as his demands grew so did hers. Without warning, Samantha began to convulse. Uncoordinated jerks consumed her as she came. As waves of joy began to subside within, Samantha collapsed. Fucked longer, harder, and faster than in any time in her life, the limp woman was ridden. White ass bouncing, she happily took the young Soldier without complaint. Fucked and filled, Samantha experienced bliss. With one final groan, the dark soldier added his cum to the collection already contained inside her swollen and well used ass. Three limp forms moved without much thought. Davon kissed the back of her head as Brian kissed her brow. All of them glowed with satisfaction. Soon limbs untangled and they stood. Dizzy, Samantha stumbled into her waiting husband's arms. Scott had never looked so pleased. He couldn't wait to add his cum to that already collected. After a little small talk, the two more than pleased Soldiers headed out into the night. Pulling his wife's sore and still shaking body to his, he kissed the top of her head. Samantha sighed, standing in his warm embrace. Fantasies revealed and shared left them more in love than ever before. As they headed to the bedroom, Scott squeezed his Samantha's still flushed ass and made a promise. More cock was headed her way. Samantha smiled.