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Marked Wife

By: irxgbr



I woke up with a start, saw the television showing something strange, not the film I had been watching. Giving my head a shake, I looked at my watch; it was nearly half past two. My dear wife, Mandy, I thought, must be still out on her colleague's hen night. It was rather unusual for her to go out for an evening without me but I was glad she had the chance.

Looking after our three kids, combined with her work as a teaching assistant, gave her very little opportunity to let her hair down. At thirty-four, she was still a real cracker, but had very little chance to display her charms. When she was getting ready to go out earlier she had to fight me off several times, she wore a shortish black leather skirt and a simple white top showing her bare shoulders and a little cleavage.

She had her hair done especially and with her big hoop earrings, a little heavier on the make up, and her four-inch black court stilettos, she looked fantastic. It must have been the taxi pulling up that woke me, I could now hear Mandy having a fight with her key and the front door lock.

I took pity and went and opened the door, there she was my beautiful wife, having added to her attire a ridiculously large sombrero hat. "Hello handsome, I'm pissed, I'm pissed as a newt..." With these slurred words she went to put her arms around me but missed her step. I also missed trying to catch her and she ended up sitting on the hall floor, looking up at me and giggling.

I did not get any sense out of her and managed to get her undressed and into bed without waking the kids. That was it for the night but I had a very pleasant surprise in the morning. She woke me up with a gentle kiss and said, "Be quite, we don't want to wake the kids. I must go to the loo first but then I want a good seeing to. I feel randy." As she got off the bed she turned and added, "Randy, but with one hell of a headache."

I already had a good 'morning woody', so I gently held it to ensure it was still around when she returned. She was soon back and, straddling me, replacing my hand with her own, she used our 'mutual friend' to stimulate her pussy and clit. My dear wife seemed to need very little preparation. Very soon she was impaled and working herself up and down with considerable vigour.

It had been a good few years since I had been woken up in such a manner. It sure was nice. I had to provide very little of the effort but we soon received equal pleasure. As she collapsed onto my chest the usual happened, our youngest, aged seven, thankfully knocking on the door first giving time for me to pull the cover over Mandy, came rushing in. "Come on you lazy pair, it is nearly time to get off to school."

Life was instantly back to normal, we were rushing around getting the kids and ourselves ready for the day. All me managed was a brief cuddle and mutual thanks for a great time.

While at work that day my mind, and our 'mutual friend' recalled his morning exercise on numerous occasions. We both really enjoyed sex with each other but the opportunity, and possibly the inclination, did not seem to occur more than once a week or so. The memory of the morning kept me semi hard just about all day. It was strange behaviour on my wife's part, but I was not complaining.

Arriving home, as usual two hours later than Mandy I got a pleasant surprise. I expected to have to fight off the youngest insisting on me kicking a football with him in the garden, and refereeing which of the twins got to use the messaging on the PC.

Greeting me at the door was my wife dressed in a black dress with white polka dots and a vivid red sash. Above and below the dress acres of flesh was on display, her bare shoulders, plus a fair view of her reasonable boobs at the top. Her superb long legs were enhanced by the same stilettos as she had worn the night before.

She wrapped herself around me giving me a cuddle and full tongue kiss. Putting her hand on my crotch, she said, "I see you are pleased to see me. Let's give him some more exercise in bed, come on."

As we went up the stairs I asked, "Who are you? What have you done with my wife, and for that matter what have you done with my kids?"

She soon had me in the bedroom and started removing my shirt. "The lad is at Mum's and the girls are on a sleep-over, the night is all ours, my darling. As you appear to have forgotten I will now remind you that I am your wife." She was stripped even before I had removed the rest of my clothes and there followed an almost exact repeat of our morning work out.

The improvement was that we were able to snuggle up when we had finished and thank each other properly. "That was good, if you are my wife explain who I have been living with for the last few years. She was great but you are much more sexy looking and definitely more randy. Talking of randy this started when you were out last night, what did you get up to?"

"I have not had a night on the town with the girls for years and I had a great deal of fun. I drank way too much, I got ogled by lots of guys, I drank some more and then had several dances with different guys."

"Just what did all these guys do, it seemed to have a very therapeutic effect on you, and I am all in favour. You must go out more often."

"Darling, all the attention and it was quite a lot, reminded me that I am still a sexually attractive female. Bringing up the kids, doing the chores, going to work and loving my wonderful husband is fine but it reminded me what we have been missing. I am glad it did, twice in one day already and you are not finished yet I promise."

"I like it, I like it a lot. So are you going to keep me in bed all night or have you got anything else in mind while I recuperate?"

"I expect our 'mutual friend' will be a while yet, so do you feel like taking your still sexy wife out for a drink and a bar snack? You can drive because you are not allowed to drink more than the odd pint. I do not want us to get back with you suffering from 'brewers droop'."

How could I argue? Life was great, we both had a shower and I changed and went down stairs while Mandy was fixing her makeup. When she came down she looked fantastic, dressed as earlier but she had added a denim waistcoat, presumably a little warmer but it did not hide much of her lovely flesh.

As we walked to the car I said, "That get up will have the guys ogling my beautiful wife even more than what you had on last night."

As I held the car door open she flashed an indecent amount of thigh and asked, "You don't mind guys looking at my sexy body do you? It will be your body that it is wrapped around later, not theirs."

I climbed in and, as I pulled away, said, "The effect it had on you last night I intend to parade you in front of as many men as possible tonight. You look good enough to get most trousers stirring."

She giggled at that, "I am not sure how many 'stirred', as you put it, by ogling me while I was perched on a bar stool or doing some fast dancing. My apparently still attractive body did feel some interesting 'stirring' when I was slow dancing though."

I reached over and caressed her thigh, "I expect there will be plenty of ogling tonight, but with me around I am not sure how easy it will be for you to verify you have got a reaction."

We arrived at one of the larger pubs on the edge of town and Mandy had a great time perched on a bar stool and chatting away. With our chicken and chips basket meal, I rationed myself to one pint of beer but she managed two vodka and cokes. My dear Mandy was much livelier than of late and she did indeed receive several appreciative looks that she answered with her lovely smile.

We decided to try another pub before resuming our activities at home, and walked out to the car. As I went to open the car door for her, I took her in my arms and gave her a lengthy kiss. Breaking off for a moment I put her hand down to my crotch and said, "You can feel you have got a reaction from at least one tonight." I then went back to work with me kissing and fondling her ass with one hand and a boob with the other.

Pressing her back against the car, I snuggled down to her neck and intentionally kissed and sucked hard enough to generate a good love bite. We finally broke off and got in the car, deciding that we should still try one more pub before going home. Mandy looked in her vanity mirror and said, "Look what you have done, what will my husband say?"

I smiled and said, "I think he would find it very erotic that his dear wife had obviously enjoyed her night out."

Her only reaction was a "Yeah, right!" as I found space to park in another large pub car park. This pub was far too crowded for my liking, but Mandy did not seem to mind being brushed against by several men while she consumed another two vodkas and I slowly drank my half pint of beer. We did not stay all that long. It was Mandy that said it was time to get home to bed.

Getting back to the car she seemed to expect another session but I opened the door and told her to get in. When I was beside her I lowered the seat and started kissing her. (This seemed much harder than in our teenage years, perhaps we were more supple then). This time I managed to pull the top of her dress down enough to release a nipple and she appreciated the attention I gave it.

Before letting her up, I applied a good love bite on her lovely tender titflesh, which got me a rather painful one on my neck in return. Sitting up I said, "Come on, time for bed I think."

We were home just gone nine o'clock and made the very best of having the house to ourselves. We went straight to bed and after a brief 'sixty-nine' preparation had a mutually satisfying good hard fuck. I described it as a fuck intentionally. It was far more intense than our normal, weekly or so, love sessions. We started in the usual 'missionary' but she was very happy when I flipped her over for a good hard 'doggie'.

Having the house to ourselves, we went downstairs still naked, Mandy looked fantastic dressed only in her heels and displaying my two love bites and a good sheen of sweat. We resumed some petting on the settee and had another drink each but we got back to bed as soon as we thought our 'mutual friend' was ready for another round.

Mandy rummaged around in one of the dresser drawers and pulling out the tube of lube, said, "I know it is not your birthday but I think my dear husband can try again to give us both a treat by slipping in and out of my snug little hole tonight." Unfortunately, as with previous attempts, she just could not manage to accept my cock although two figures went in with ease. We did, without any complaints from either of us, have another mutual climax using her pussy.

All I could say before cuddling up against my beautiful wife's body and dropping off to sleep was, "Today has been better than our honeymoon, and you are a darn sight more sexy now than you were then."

Mandy woke me in the morning with her hand on our nicely hard 'mutual friend' and kissing my ear, "Good morning, darling. Look I did not wear him out yesterday, looks like he wants a nice warm hole to play in." I quickly swung down to the foot of the bed and used my fingers and tongue to prepare things, although not a lot was required.

As I worked my cock towards her I said, "My darling, what we did yesterday was not playing in a warm hole. My rampant cock was fucking your juicy cunt. While the kids are still out I am going to fuck you until you scream with ecstasy."

Long deep strokes, not too fast, had her obviously feeling good. I took her hand, lay it over her pussy, and told her to help. which she did. As she worked her clit I got faster and faster, but then slowed up again, as I slowed she speeded up her own rubbing. Using one hand to steady myself I grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed hard on her nipple.

My final ten or so long deep and hard strokes were rewarded with Mandy first whispering a 'yes', getting louder and louder until her final one, as we both climaxed was a definite scream. 

"Umm, my pussy, sorry cunt, liked that. We are not going to wait another ten years to do that again."

"No, we most certainly will not. You are going to go out every week if it puts you in this sort of mood."

"We must do it more often, but we can't get rid of the kids every week,"

"It started with you going out with the girls. Do that every week, I will look after the kids. From the treatment I have received the last few hours that is enough to reward me for babysitting every week for at least a year."

"Early on during the hen night, while we were still sober, some of the girls were talking about going out once a week, would you really let me loose?"

"You can be just as loose as you like every Friday night, darling, just make sure you come home to me."

She agreed to that. After a quick shower and one last kissing session, things reverted to normal. We picked up the kids, then went shopping and all the other mundane routine of the weekend. It is, however, just as well that our bed does not squeak. It got a rather energetic pounding both that night and again on Sunday.

The week went on reasonably as normal and she did manage to organise an outing with four other girls for the Friday. Other than the Tuesday, ruined by one of the twins being sick right on cue, we had sex every night.

They had arranged a taxi to do the rounds to pick them all up, Mandy was to be first at eight. I kept the kids out of the way while she got ready, even managing to sneak up before she was due to leave. "Still the 'Come Fuck Me' shoes darling, although you have covered those lovely legs." She said that not having the excuse of the hen night she had better look a little more respectable.

She had on her tightest jeans and a tight tan vest top that scooped down nicely at the front and stopped short of her waistband. The effect was spoilt by another, white, vest worn underneath which covered both the cleavage and her belly. I said, "Hey you should ditch the white top, it ruins the totally sexy look that could be achieved."

"I was thinking that. Am I allowed? I take it I have to keep the bra on though."

As she removed her tops and just replaced the tan one I said, "You wear what ever you like darling, it is your night out. You look great! I am sure your lovely body will attract plenty of attention tonight."

The taxi then gave a hoot outside. Mandy just had time to yell bye to the kids and give me a peck on the cheek, saying thanks, and she was off. 

I was surprised when she returned sometime before midnight, she came in and gave me a lovely cuddle and said, as she rubbed my trousers, "Oh good, I have had that effect on at least one tonight." 

"Looking like you do I am sure he is not the only one, no slow dances then?"

"No, two of the girls did not have late passes, so we did not go onto the club. We will have to drop them next week if they can't make better arrangements. Bed now please."

We had an enjoyable session but, although not complaining, it did not seem as intense as the previous weekend. As the week progressed Mandy confirmed that her outing had been a bit of a let down, compared with the hen night very tame. In fact, she said it had been much more fun when we went out together a couple of nights later.

She was hoping for better the coming weekend. They had dropped the two without a late pass and added another. She added that the new one, a teacher at the same school, may liven things up again as she was divorced. 

As she prepared on the Friday, back to a short skirt but retaining a similar top and her 'come fuck me' heels I asked, "Looking hot, are you all on the pull or just your divorcee friend?"

"I would like to rub up against a few firm ones but I do not think you would like me pulling any darling."

"Oh good, you are in a nice mood, I hope it goes better tonight. You can rub, pull, or lick anything you like my darling providing you get to tell me all."

"Hey careful what you say, I like the bump and grind but I think it safer for all concerned that some material stays between my body and any firm bits."

"What ever you like darling, providing I get to hear all about it."

She got back home just gone two, but was far too wasted for any action. Although she tried playing with me, she collapsed into a deep sleep as soon as she was on the bed. I had to strip her and make her comfortable before cuddling up and going off to sleep.

In the morning I woke up just in time to see her disappear thru the bedroom door, but she was soon back saying, "Sorry darling, had to have a leak. Now, be very quiet so as not to wake the kids. I need you to fuck me good." Unfortunately, it was both quiet and brief as all three of the kids were yelling for us to get up.

It was not until the kids were in bed that we had time to cuddle up on the settee. "So my darling last night seemed good, although I don't know how much you remember. You were completely wasted when I put you to bed."

"Oh, I remember a fair amount. Yes, we had a good time. In fact, thinking about it again makes me feel it is time to go off to bed now. Perhaps a good seeing to? Unfortunately though, I had better be careful of the vocals."

We got stripped off and started with some mutual oral, "Tell me about all the cocks you know you made firm. I take it you confirmed some where nice and hard?"

As she slowly handled me and used her tongue to play with the tip she said, "We ended up at a club full of lads from the University. I suppose it was a bit of 'grab a granny' for them but my magic still worked on several."

As I licked away and by now working two fingers into her pussy I said, "So was there one hard enough for you to get to work like you are doing to me?"

"Several, but I did not take any of them out to play with, some very firm young arms were rather good at squeezing my body against some nice hard bits though." With that, I jumped up and slipped into her with one easy stroke. This she appreciated as she gave a low moan.

I developed a nice steady pace and asked, "So did you take one of them out to the car park and have them explore your body properly." As I speeded up getting a very receptive response I added, "Perhaps one of your young student hunks pushed you against a car and swapped tongues, and then attacked your neck leaving a nice hickey to show your husband."

She was well away now and whispering little 'yes' sounds, "Perhaps your hunk even lifted your vest out of the way and left a nice mark on your boob to show me." The 'yes' sounds were coming in time with my strokes so I speeded up and pumped a satisfying load into my darling wife.

We both cuddled up and after a while to regain our breath she said, "We must lose the kids for a night again soon. That was good but I would have liked to scream rather than moan."

I sat up and looking at her neck and boobs said, "You lied to me, you said yes when I asked if anyone had left marks to show me, your lovely skin is unblemished although a little red and sweaty."

"In your dreams darling." We then cuddled up and went off to sleep. 

The following weekend we did not manage to arrange to lose the kids but my dear wife continued her now regular night out with the girls. She left on time dressed in her now usual attire although she was wearing her new shoes, similar but perhaps a little higher heel. The old pair had suffered from her staggering the previous week but she replaced then saying that they worked well, do not change what works.

She arrived home, slightly less drunk, and we managed a very satisfactory session in the lounge. It was rather quick, and frantic, and she was not really in any state to talk much, although she did give plenty of pleasurable moans.

In the morning, we did not manage to play, as the kids were already demanding attention. Mandy had a bad headache and said, "All this damned alcohol cannot be doing my body any good."


Marked Wife Ch. 02



The kids shouting, unfortunately, woke us up the following morning. I just had time to kiss my wife's newly acquired hickey and ask if it was sore. She gave a very cheeky reply, "It's fine thanks. I had this big hunk rub some nice white ointment on it last night."

We were in a lovely mood with each other throughout the day, to the extent that one of our daughters asked 'What are you two on?' We did not get to chat in private all day but as soon as the kids were settled in bed, my dear wife joined me in the lounge. She looked fantastic having put the same clothes as the previous night back on.

"I am surprised you can wear that gear. Are there no stains?"

"It is not the same blouse. That one is already in the wash, it seemed a bit sticky. The skirt is fine I am glad it did not get any marks. I like it, seems to work well." With that, she gave a spin and the pleated part did indeed flare up nicely.

"So is my dear wife intending to go out trapping tonight as well? She looks all prepared."

"This is all for my dear husband, I have already trapped him and intend to keep him. Perhaps it was not a good idea me changing for you, we need to talk. I hope it was not my subconscious that made me change, it may affect your opinion."

"It has already had an effect. I thought you were skilled at spotting the reaction to your appearance. Do you want to check if it is real?"

"Just shut up a minute and get us both a drink. Darling we both got extremely aroused last night, do not get me wrong I have no complaints, but do you think it is safe for me to continue going out on my own. You know I don't mean physically safe, is it safe for our marriage for me to continue?"

"Since you have been going out our marriage is in a better state than it ever has been. You are still the perfect wife and mother but much happier with life in general. Would you really think of going back a few weeks with every day being the same routine?"

"No, I would not like that at all, but it should be both you and me going out together. Perhaps you could show off your wife to other men, but you should not be letting other men touch me. You should be there all the time to fight them off."

"You seem to be having serious thoughts. So the obvious answer of neither of us wants to fight them off probably isn't what you want me to say. When we go out together we have a great time, when we can manage it. Now we realise that you need your weekly break they must continue, you go out and have fun."

"There is fun, like dancing and drinking which is fine. We have already moved into a different kind of fun. I was not wiping vomit off my chest because I had drunk too much last night, I was wiping semen from another man."

"Did I have any complaints? Did you have any complaints? Did some anonymous guy from the University have any complaints?"

"No one was complaining but shouldn't we worry that all three people you mentioned, at least while me were having sex afterwards, would have liked things to go further?"

"We are not having sex at the moment but I can confirm that although it was a nice thought of it splattering over your body there are several other places I would be happy for it to go. I am sure your hunk could have thought of a few as well. You my darling also had some ideas of your own I think."

"What he thought does not matter. It is what you think that does matter more than anything to me."

"I think, know, you have my very full permission to do what ever keeps you in this mood, with the obvious condition that you come home to me afterwards – but send a text if that is likely to be after breakfast."

"Okay, I think you have made that clear. Last night it did not even get near my mouth so I think overnight is a long way off, if ever."

"We both agree then darling, completely safe for our marriage, perhaps next week you will come home with a nice present for me, even a bite mark on your shoulder."

"Take it easy, if it happens it will be in my own time. Actually, next Friday I have plans to collect a very hard bite mark, not on my shoulder though. I think right in the nape of my neck." I must have looked rather puzzled as she added, "I am taking my husband out next week."

Not only following our chat but every night that week we had very good sex sessions. She did not let me near her ass, I had always respected her worry that it would be too painful. However, the hint, as good as a promise, was mentioned each night but I was told to wait.

On the Friday evening, we got rid of the kids. Mandy dressed in her usual sort of gear but this time it was all for my benefit. She had on her high grey stilettos, the pleasing pleated mini, and her white tailored blouse – virtually the same as the previous week. I was going to drive again, which left Mandy to indulge her revived enjoyment of a good drink.

We started at the same pub and had a light meal. Mandy certainly draws plenty of admiring looks theses days, more so I think than before we were married. She seemed to exude both sexuality and confidence and held eye contact with anyone who looked. They got a nice smile if they looked deserving.

She was having a good time just being there. I do not think she was intentionally flirting but plenty of guys must have thought she was. I could imagine if she really turned up the switch a little. She could have at least half the males out in the car park in less than five minutes.

"Bloody hell darling. You are smouldering! Just how many guys come on to you when you are out for the night?"

"Almost all I give my smile to and I smile a lot when I am having fun."

"Well you have been smiling a lot in here. Shall I make them all jealous and take you somewhere else now?"

"That's not a bad line, but I have heard better." She then rubbed my trousers and added, "Hmm, quite hard. Perhaps enough to find somewhere quieter."

As we got back to the car, I leaned her up against it and started some serious kissing. When I came up for air she said, "Would you like to give me a nice hickey to show my husband?"

"No hickey yet, your husband knows you do plenty of tongue wrestling, he will just assume you have without needing a mark."

"Right, but I like to take a present home to my husband. How can I earn a nice slut tag to show him?"

"Jump in the back of the car, I have an idea." It was rather an open car park but only the odd person was wandering past. "I will swap you a nice hickey on your tit for a full blow job."

"A few minutes ago I complemented you on your chat up line. That sunshine would get you a very hard slap across the face, and probably a kick in the balls if I could reach. I think I will go and find someone with far better technique and chat. My normal boys are gentlemen, not at all like that."

"Sorry that did most certainly come out wrong. Am I allowed to continue?"

"You don't deserve it. Come on get in the front, let's go to that other pub again, the cliental may not be crude louts."

As we drove off she caressed my leg and said, "Sorry darling, just making a point. I may act naughty but I do not let them think I am a slut. They think it is a privilege to get to play."

"I am sorry darling."

"I will forget it but that guy is still not going to get his blow job. Okay all forgotten now, except I have remembered what I need to do to get a nice mark on by tender breast."

With that I pulled into the next car park. There were a lot of free spaces but I choose to reverse into one in the corner at the very back. "Would the beautiful young lady care to accompany me into this pub for another drink?"

She gave me a nice kiss and cuddle, "Don't worry darling, all is forgotten. We are back to normal. Come on you can watch my legs and ass walk all the way over to the pub."

It was indeed worth watching, she looked so confident and sexy. She had taken to her extra high heels without difficulty, which is a bit surprising because she was half-drunk most of the time she was practicing.

Things were definitely back to normal between us as we chatted away while she knocked back five 'raging bulls.' It was still quite early when she snuggled in close to me and said, "It is getting rather warm in here, would you like to see if we can find some fresh air?"

I obviously agreed and we walked outside. The guys that leave the club with her must feel really chuffed because I sure did. Holding hands, she walked me around the side of the building and finding a reasonably quite spot started some serious cuddling and kissing. I had the pleasure of feeling her body moulding into mine, my dear wife was sexier now than ever.

"This feels rather uncomfortable for you. Have you got anywhere we could go to give it some air?"

"My car is over in the corner. Shall we go over there?"

"Well we could see if it is comfortable enough. He does feel very hard, I think he is keen to get some air."

She then took me over to the car and we climbed in the back, immediately started kissing with me fondling her boobs and she rubbing my crotch. "You can undo my blouse if I am allowed to see what I can find in your trousers." As I smiled and popped the few remaining buttons, she slipped down my zip and wrapping her hand around a very hard cock and pulled it out.

"Um, that is a nice specimen, let me pump him up a bit more while you push my bra out of the way and see if you can find anything that needs pumping up." As I sucked and bit her nipples, she very gently caressed my cock.

She soon said, "If your fella has got enough fresh air perhaps he would like to pop his coat on and perform what he was designed for."

As she wiggled around removing her thong, I had to say, "Darling you know I don't carry rubbers."

"I really have picked the numb skulls tonight, I must be losing my touch. As you really are my husband, I will not kick you out, or even send you back to the bar to buy one. Just pretend that you have slipped one on."

She in no time had one leg up over the back shelf and the other stretched over the front seat backs. Her skirt was so short it had ridden up to expose her very damp pussy. "I think I would like that, condom covered, cock working his way in here. Now, please."

Although the back seat was not an ideal place she sure felt good as I slid in. She was eager and was humping in time with my strokes. "Would you like to give my shoulder a nice hard bite? I like to have something to take home to remind me of the pleasure you are giving me."

I speeded up a little and said, "Not a bite my darling, they are for bareback cocks. That is why I reserved the hickey for this activity."

She was thrashing around as I said that, but I managed to lock my lips onto the side of her neck as I pounded away. It was over far too soon again but I managed to hold off just long enough for her to orgasm.

After cuddling for a while she said, "Not our best session. Back seats are not very suitable are they? Perhaps it is a good job most of the lads have got their digs near the club, they don't drive anywhere."

"Can I take you home now? You can show your husband your new slut tag."

"Yes I can. You actually did quite a good job, he will like that. Darling husband, I must ask you this. Are you sure you want me to come home with a slut tag? I do not just mean on my boob. You would not mind if I got one like this on my neck?"

"If you did I know we would have a much better session in our bed than we managed in the back of the car."

"Talking of good sessions, I am looking forward to us getting home. The new me likes the idea of having you in my ass. I really don't know why I have never let you finish before, but I am determined that you do tonight." With that invitation it took me very little time to drive home and get upstairs.

"While it would be more erotic for me if you left your clothes on, that gear is so sexy, I think you better strip off. Would I be correct in assuming that you had an enema before we left?" 

She admitted she had and offered to kneel up on the bed. "I think perhaps we will start with a few warm up exercises, just sit on the bed with your legs apart." Some lengthy working on her clit with my tongue and a couple of fingers exploring her pussy was rewarded by her having a very demonstrative orgasm.

I did not let her settle but told her to lay back with her legs drawn up and to hold them apart with her hands. Lubing up my fingers, I then did some lengthy massage concentrating on the area around her cute little hole and the space between it and her pussy. One, then two fingers slipped into her pussy seemed to be appreciated and I had no problems. Using my other hand I gently, although with little resistance, slipped a finger deep into her ass.

I gently rocked my two hands in and out, squeezing the fingers together with just her thin wall between them. This seemed to be appreciated so I added a second finger to her ass and twisted them around to spread the lube. The addition of a third finger was achieved easily. She said, "Nice so far, what have we being missing?" 

I did some more pumping back and forth, now with three fingers in her ass and two in her pussy. As I asked her how she was feeling her body answered me with another short orgasm. "Ok, beautiful wife it's time to kneel up for me now." I was now presented with the sight of an extremely attractive ass waiting for me to use.

I knelt up behind her and soaked my cock in as much lube as I could and gently placed it against her puckered ass. My body was doing me proud, it was rock hard. I slipped it in a little without difficulty; she did let out a small grunt. "Your turn now beautiful, press back on it so you take it at your own pace." She approached this task with some vigour; I had to brace myself as I sunk further in.

When she had forced it half way in I told her to hang on there to get used to it. With a little bit of difficulty I reached down and slipped a finger into her pussy and finding her g-spot gave it some serious rubbing. This got an almost instant reaction, she tensed up, screamed and my hand was soaked. Of more relevance to the task to hand her muscles tightened around my cock almost painfully. She then forced herself further onto it and I assisted until it was fully in. I held it there for a moment but then pulled out a little and started fucking with slow short strokes.

I lay forward and, pulling her hair aside, bit hard right in the nape of her neck. Holding the bite I speeded up with deep strokes. She was really fucking me, I speeded up with deeper faster strokes. The gorgeous girl had yet another orgasm as I pounded away. I was biting rather hard in my passion but she arched her neck back accepting the hurt.

I released her neck so I could give even deeper and faster strokes and just a few were all it took before I pumped my cum into her bowels.

Mandy collapsed and I lay down beside her. She reached over gave me a kiss on the neck and caressed my now limp cock. "Christ, that was so good! We are most certainly going to do that again. No pain just pleasure down below, a real hurt on my neck, but a good hurt again."

"That was amazing, thank you wonderful girl, I hope there is no damage." She then jumped up saying she needed a quick leak before we cuddled up to go to sleep. I just lay there thinking what a lucky man I was.

She was soon back but slipping on her heels gave me a few poses saying, "Does my body look damaged? It looks pretty good me, even got a slut tag for you. I cannot actually see it but it feels like my neck may be a little damaged. I expect it will fade. When it does, you will have to mark it again." 

We cuddled up and were soon off to sleep. We woke up rather late and after a cuddle I asked how she felt, was her ass sore? "My ass is fine thank you, as I said no problems with trying that again. Perhaps not now. I seem to have got a pain in the neck. Thinking about it, if you don't mark it again perhaps now is a good time. It is still clean and probably still some of your lubrication inside, you did seem to pump it in rather deep."

This had me jumping out of bed for a quick toilet visit. As soon as I was back I got down between her lovely legs and started giving her some preparation. I selfishly wanted to be sure she still enjoyed anal. As I had to pause, to remove a hair from my mouth, I said, "Don't you think your boys would like you smooth down here? I think it would make you look even sexier?"

I resumed lapping away. It was having the desired effect, her little nub was swelling nicely pushing its hood out of the way. She said, "Yes I think I would like that, it will make me feel sexy all the time, I will do that before next week's outing." I then slipped a finger in to her moistening hole and she asked, "But how will you know if any of my lads have been lapping at my completely hairless body?"

I slipped a second finger in, planted my lips at the very top of her left thigh, and sucked out a good love-bite as I speeded up with my finger work. She did put a finger down to her own clit but it was beaten by a good climax shuddering through her body. 

I was just reaching for the lube when life caught up with us, we heard the kids rushing through the front door and calling us. Mandy suggested, "I have had a lovely morning, thank you. I will go down to the kids. Perhaps you need to relieve yourself before you come down." I did not take up her suggestion, it had been a fantastic night and that would have been rather an anticlimax.

Normality returned for the rest of the week, although we managed a quite and undisturbed session on all except one night. We did agree, well I think I agreed although I suspect she was doing something very sensual at the time, that anal should be reserved for special occasions. It was probably a fair argument that although nice it would be a pity to make it routine.

Before she got ready the following Friday the dear girl asked if I was sure that I did not mind her going out. She accepted my honest answer and I was soon sitting on the bed watching her prepare herself for another night clubbing. We both liked her pleated and flared skirt and in the week, she had bought another. The new bottle green skirt was topped off with a plain white shirt that she had knotted below her breasts displaying a large expanse of belly.

As I kissed her goodbye she said, "Looking at my body seems to have made yours nice and hard. Let's see what it does to my lads." After I had sorted out the kids and was sitting with a beer imagining what she was doing, I realised she had not mentioned if she had shaved. Perhaps some young lad was to be the first to see her completely hairless pussy. Anticipating a need to have some staying power when she arrived home, I filled some tissues with an image of her bare pussy all red and moist.

When she got home and took me to our bedroom, it was apparent she had taken a lot of alcohol on board. She was giggly and very unsteady on her lovely heels. She needed to use the odd wall or me to stop from falling over. She told me to strip and get on the bed while she stood and watched.

When I was ready she stripped off what little clothes she was wearing, not terribly erotic her coordination was shot. She gave a twirl and said, "Sorry my darling no marks to show you tonight. If I was allowed the old rules I would have had at least three slut tags but I had to stop them. Do you like the look of my pussy?"

I did and told her so. Swapping places I got her to lay with her legs over the end of the bed and started to play using my lips, tongue, and fingers. "It looks, and tastes, fantastic. Another thing we should have tried years ago."

My attention got results very quickly and she was soon yelling loudly, considering the kids were home, for me to get inside her. I obliged and a long frantic session resulted in us covered in sweat and cuddling up complementing the other's performance. As we cuddled up to go to sleep, I did ask if I was the first to see her pussy so nicely displayed.




Marked Wife Ch. 02



"Yes, you are the only one. I may have felt smoother through my thong, but if so no one commented. Let's go to sleep, I am going to have one hell of a head in the morning."

The following week's sexual activity was not up to our new standard. The kids all managed to be off school at various times with some infection. Mandy had a very harassed week having to take time off to run around looking after them. Although she was doubtful, I insisted she still had her night on the town, she was in more need of it than usual.

She staggered home earlier than usual and we were quickly in the bedroom. "Sorry again my darling, I have nothing to show you, as it is my 'off week.' Perhaps it is a good time for something special. I would like to carry your mark on the back of my neck for the next week or two."

Ever willing to oblige my dear wife, we got into a spoon position and while I used a hand to work some lube into her she gently rubbed her own clit. While we were preparing I also kissed and sucked the nape of her neck, something she had always enjoyed. Our mutual preparation soon had the desired effect and she told me to get inside her.

I had a very hard rod and after just a little reluctance from her muscle, her body gave me access with surprising ease considering her lack of experience. A long session, at times difficult to decide just who was fucking who, finished with the most marvellous mutual orgasm. As requested, I had bitten into her neck rather harder than I intended. Again, she would indeed carry my mark probably for more than a week.

In the morning, the kids beat us to it again. I asked her if I had hurt her too much, it looked horrible. It was not only black and blue but was surrounded by yellow with distinct teeth marks still looking very sore. Her reply was a surprising turn on for me.

"Darling, it does still hurt but it is a very basic sexual pain/pleasure when you are doing it and a nice reminder of what we did every time I feel it. It is a good job I have long hair though. We both like the idea of me being marked, what would my dear husband say if I told him I was thinking of a more permanent mark?"

"I take it you do not mean me doing that every night, are we talking tattoo or piercing. I am probably all in favour. Please tell me more."

"I was actually talking tattoo but on the subject of piercing my tummy did look good in that shirt last night. I think I would like a navel piercing if that is alright with you?"

"Hey it is your body. You know I like you getting it marked as much as you want, and a piercing there sounds great."

"I was really thinking about a tattoo. I do not want one that will show when I am at school so the obvious idea would be one across the small of my back. They are a bit common these days so I had the idea of something right around the very top of one of my legs. A nice mark that would only show when I had on those short shorts, or that you could glimpse just above the hem of my nice skirts,"

"Both me and our mutual friend think it is the most marvellous idea. Why the hell suggest it when the kids are on the rampage outside?"

"My husband likes me getting marked when I go out on a Friday nights. Would he like me to go out while he is a work on Monday? One of the girls will have the kids."

"Can one of the girls have them now? Please, can one of the girls have them now?"

"Down boy, I'll take that as a yes then."

The following week school holidays had started so Mandy was at home with the kids all the time. Difficult to know if this was better for her stress levels than during term time. The week however started very well for both of us. When I got home on the Monday night she confirmed that she had a mark to show me later. I had a very uncomfortable evening in the trouser department waiting to get her to bed.

As soon as we were sure the kids had settled, Mandy went off to the bedroom but I was told to wait until she called. My frustration continued for some time but eventually she sent me a text, from the bedroom, 'I have a present for you darling, the wrapping does not seem big enough to cover it properly though.'

I shot up to the bedroom and the sight of my dear wife standing at the far end of the bedroom was breathtaking. She looked oh so sexy, my eye naturally went first to her tattoo, a bluish black bramble design entwined her whole thigh. Pale green leaves and a pale red rose were enticingly disappearing under the hem of her extremely short and tight blue tailored shorts. 

She was perched on a new pair of black pointed toe calf-length boots with heels that must have been her highest yet. A grey silky shirt tied to display her belly now decorated by a gold stud and a small golden arrow. Obviously, the overall effect completed by her beautiful face smiling at me, she said, "I can see from your face that you approve."

She walked towards me and cuddled up saying, "I have something to confess to my dear husband. I will stay dressed for your pleasure while I tell you but you can strip ready if you like."

As I threw my clothes off I said, "Oh good, I think I will like a confession, were you marked by some great biker type covered in tattoos."

"Sorry to disappoint, my mark was done extremely professionally by an attractive young lady who only had a couple of discrete tats herself. Just sit and listen, the last two weeks I intentionally did not bring you back any marks but on both occasions we had good sex. In fact, really great sex."

"My confession is that it was on purpose to ensure that you did not need that sort of stimulation. You obviously don't. My dear husband passed his test with flying colours. Well done."

I smiled and took her hand, "No worries, you know I love you under any circumstances. Most of my excitement comes from knowing you have been stimulated. We have both being having a great time and you can stop or continue, whichever you want. I will still love you exactly the same."

She squeezed my hand and said, "Just make sure the minute either of us has any worries we talk about it. Now you can stimulate my newly decorated body, although a nice slow one please, both marks are rather tender."

That night, and every other night until her next outing we had a very nice loving session. We were both careful not to aggravate her adornments but we both seemed to get carried away before actually finishing each night.

On the Friday evening, neither of us hid a higher level of excitement as she prepared to go out. A short flared skirt, giving a hint of her tattoo but displayed it a little when she walked and most certainly would on the dance floor. She had a new white top that covered her shoulders and upper arms but was open at the front curving right down to show her belly adornment. Her breast would have been on view were it not for a black bra pushing them up leaving the majority of the flesh on display.

Her new boots and a cheeky smile added to an appearance of pure sexiness. "I know my lads will appreciate my appearance even more tonight. You will probably need to pump me for their reaction when I get home. Bye-bye darling."

At two o'clock Mandy called from her cell. "Hey darling, just waiting for a cab. I will be home soon. If that lout in the car last week had got it right he would know that it is impossible for a guy to give a young lady's breast any attention when she is doing what he wanted. You had better discharge our little friend again before I get there. If I have any marks to show you they may not be a good indication of what I have been up to. I expect it will take a while to pump all the information out of me. Luv you."

I went up to bed and complied with her instructions with ease. It was some time before she got home and came up to the bedroom. She had the most devilish smile as she slipped off her top and displayed her body to me. "I have taken off the top, which was out of the way quite early. Now some clues to start you off, some mud on my sluty heels, and look at my skirt, the bum is covered in grass stains."

Still grinning she stripped off her bra, skirt, and boots, "Oh! I seem to have lost my thong. The lads liked my new adornment, although perhaps not my tattoo. They kept trying to rub it off." She then gave a twirl, obviously not so much drink consumed as some weeks. "See these nice marks, one on my breast and this one looks good, feels very good when I remember how it got there."

The slut tag she was referring to was a nice juicy one on the join of her neck and left shoulder. "My teasing wife has not mentioned another very obvious clue to what she as been up to. Long before now you are usually insisting that I get my cock inside you." With that, I pulled her down on the bed.

She lay with her legs apart, lifting her so erotic smooth pussy towards me. I rubbed my cock along the top of her clit and slipped up to her belly button. Repeating this a few times I said, "Did my wife make lots of young stud's cocks rock hard as she flashed her new tattoo? Did my wife like it as several hunks caressed her tattoo?"

"Did the hunks press their hard cocks against my wife as they rubbed the very top of her leg? Did my wife make those young cocks hard?" Mandy was reacting by pushing her body up against mine. At this point I slipped into her immediately going to full penetration. "Did my wife want a hard cock? Did my wife want a hard cock inside her body? Did she want a hard cock fucking her?"

Her reply to each question was a breathless yes, although her body also provided the answer. She had a very impressive orgasm after my first stroke. She took a deep breath and put her arms around my neck, "Darling, that was very nice. My body liked that. You had better continue. You must pump me to find out why that was not my first orgasm this evening."

"Did my wife need a young hard cock?" I started pumping in deep again, my earlier attention was letting me last but the situation sure kept him hard. "Did my wife select a firm young cock and take it outside? Did she make sure he was hard as she kissed him and stroked his hard erection through his trousers? Did she let him squeeze her breasts? Did she let him feel her tattoo, feel the very top of her leg? Did she want that hard cock? Did she need that hard cock?"

"Did my wife suggest they go into some nearby trees? Did my wife pull him into the trees as fast as she could in her sluty heels? Did she want that hard cock? Did she need that hard cock in her dripping cunt? Did she need to take that cock into her mouth?" Although she was reacting extremely well she managed to give me a clue by rubbing her neck.

"Did my wife get him to the trees? Did she take off her nice blouse? Did she let him caress her tits while she removed his shirt? Did my wife want his hard cock as their bodies wrapped together? Did her pussy need his firm young cock? Did my wife tell her hunk to drop his trousers? Did my naughty wife pull her thong off?" I was still pressing the right buttons, her lovely body was pushing up at me with even more urgency as she had another small orgasm.

"Did my wife like the look of a new young cock? Did my wife like the feel of a new young cock? Did her pussy want that hard cock? Did her pussy need that hard cock sliding in it? Did she watch her young hunk slip a condom on his hard cock?" Oh was I getting this story right we were frantically fucking each other.

"Did she want that cock? Did she know her husband wanted that cock to pump inside her? Did she care? Did she just need that hard cock? Did she whisper 'fuck me?' Did she tell him to fuck her married pussy? Did she scream 'Fuck Me' as a hard young cock slipped into her married cunt?" I was going as fast and hard as I ever had and she was forcing her whole body into mine.

"Was he good? Was it long and hard? Was it good? Was it so good?" Oh boy, did we both finish with a shattering climax – we must have woken the kids. It was literally minutes while we lay cuddled together regaining our breath. Fortunately no noise came from the other bedrooms.

I eventually said, "My god darling, that was so good, I do hope you have no regrets because I sure do not. I take it you appreciated a different, younger cock."

"I was a little apprehensive of both my own and your reaction when it actually happened, but that last session proves things are fine. Thank you."

"Things are definitely fine from my point of view, but you did not answer my question, was a nice new cock appreciated?"

"The last few weeks have made me much more self confident, probably more so than I ever was. I really do enjoy letting my hair down on my nights out. I have been teasing those poor lads for weeks and I was happy I could actually 'put out' to be fair to at least one of them. But your question was did my body appreciate a nice firm hard cock? Oh yes!"

"Your pumping only got the story to my first orgasm, and it was a goody, as my first new cock in years entered me. The initial feelings gave me a good five, followed soon after by a shattering eight. Your last one tonight was obviously a ten plus though darling."

I gave her leg a squeeze and said, "Were your ratings being diplomatic my darling? We must be honest with each other."

"Honest, of course I am. Those numbers were just for indicative purposes, and perhaps a better indication would be you gave me a good, a very good and an excellent one tonight. As far as my earlier little romp, we got as far as a very good and an excellent. Shall we go to sleep now? I love you." It was getting very late so we snuggled up and went to sleep with our bodies entwined. Waking rather late, we were both disappointed to hear the kids moving around. We told them to sort out their own breakfast and managed a bit of a cuddle before having to get up. "My darling wife had a very hard night. I will have to help a bit more with the chores as part of my thank you."

"Don't work too hard, I hoped to be pumped some more tonight. "

"So I have some more things to find out about my wife getting her skirt covered in grass stains. By the way, why not pick one with a room?"

"That, my dear husband, is a long story. Perhaps we can cuddle for a few minutes and I will tell you. The club has always got more guys than girls, the Uni only seems about two to one, so a few of the slightly older women help balance the numbers. The last few weeks most of the guys have been particularly attracted to a hot little number who teases them endlessly."

"I found in the ladies a note addressed to me, did I mention I was the hot number, which made your naughty wife proud rather than annoyed. An anonymous guy wrote to tell me that nearly all the guys had a sweepstake going on who would get me back to their room first."

"Cheeky buggers. So nearly all the guys want to bed you. The only surprise is not all of them."

"A couple don't drink, some strange religion. Anyway, the letter writer thought it was crude and wanted to warn me although he admitted that he was both in on it and would try his best. He did not want me to know who he was as I may think he was trying for an unfair advantage should I allow someone the privilege. He did get to give me the note in a strange way so I guess he is genuine and not just trying a trick to be first on the list."

"There is a list then?"

"Maybe, but I needed time to think. I wanted to find some action to share with you, so I did not take advantage of a nice soft bed. Probably means I have ruined a good skirt, but it has given me some time. The security boys are going to scan the CCTV and see if they can spot a guy slipping into the ladies. If they do they will give me a print next week. I think I might have to take him back to his room to thank him properly."

"So his plan works well, he gets you and the loot,"

"I think he is genuine and I will insist that he keeps it to himself. I would not like the others to lose their incentive, would I? If I tell them all, that could keep them fighting for my attention for ages." That had her giving me a very cheeky grin and running off to the bathroom – I missed with my slap on her bum.

When we settled down in bed that night I started with, "From what my naughty slut of a wife said this morning she intends to wear me out. Have I got to try and outdo an endless line of hunks every week?"

"If I am still allowed, don't worry. If you getting too old, I can always get you some help. Now where were we? I think I was laying on the grass having my second, excellent, orgasm of the evening."

"Of course you are allowed, in fact, encouraged. This has been great for both of us. As a punishment for that remark about getting old, you can tell me the story of the rest of your evening, rather than me having to pump it out of you."

"Well the young, fit, virile hunk who was turned on by your very sexy wife had just given me a fantastic orgasm, I will not count the initial one, probably my first extra-marital fuck would have given me one at the moment of penetration. I was feeling well fucked, but suggested he might like to remove his condom and we could try some mutual oral – in fact, that sounds like a good idea now."

We were both well prepared already. I was rock hard, and her pussy was leaking her own juices. She took my cock in her mouth but I had to tell her no, I would have blown off before her tongue touched it. I played with her lovely naked clit with my tongue and had her squirming in a few seconds.

"Umm, that was good. He did that as well and his cock was rock hard again, like yours, so I had him slip on a second condom and invited him in again." I then repositioned and sunk into her moist hole with one long stroke, which set her off again. I kept up a steady pounding, lasting very well for me, with deep strokes that she noticeably enjoyed. When I speeded up to finish, she was with me and we ended with a fantastic mutual climax.

"I did feel very good with all his attention, but I thought I only had the one mark to show you, so I asked him to play with my tits and give me another mark. That was basically the only action, a bit of tongue wrestling, and he did ask to keep my thong as a souvenir of his first sex with a real woman."

I cuddled up, gave her a light kiss on the cheek, and said, "Thank you, darling."

"Hey, I have not come to the main event of the night. I came home and had the most wonderful sex with my dear husband, and it is me that must say thank you."

The only mention of her outing was a chat that evening when we agreed that we had no regrets and that we were both happy for it to continue. The rest of the week, we were very happy together. It even transferred to the kids – we seemed to be a happier family.

Friday evening came round again. We had not mentioned it all week perhaps both thinking that our life must not revolve around her outings. Mandy prepared herself in the usual manner ensuring that any male within two hundred yards would have an erection. Nice heels, legs going on forever topped by her sexy tattoo just showing at the hem of her grey micro skirt. A nice tailored white blouse opened to show plenty of her uplifted breasts, the effect made perfect by her beautiful face and smile.

When we had a cuddle as she was leaving she said, "Don't waste any of your lovely juices before I get home, I may need all you can manage." I had no idea what that comment was for but I managed to comply although I was rather firm all evening. It was just gone midnight when Mandy woke me from my doze on the settee and pulled me upstairs.

Just following those perfect legs, topped with that tattoo, upstairs had me rigid. It was just as well because she needed me inside 'ready or not.' She just pulled her thong to one side and I was in. Neither of us lasted long, but the mutual climax was fantastic. When she recovered, she nipped off to the loo. Returning now naked except for her heels, she said, "Sorry darling, no real presents for you tonight. I am sure my tits must be a little bruised from all the squeezing and probably some stubble rash on my face and neck."




Marked Wife Ch. 02



I pulled her down beside me, and started an inspection of her breasts. I said, "I am sure it was your decision to leave all the work to me tonight. Why were your hunks rejected?"

She wrapped her hand around my cock and gently started reviving him and said, "My lads were really into their sweepstake. A hunting party came looking for us at the pub we use to get juiced up before going to the club. They persuaded us to go to the club earlier than usual and for the next couple of hours I had an endless stream of hard young hunks to rub bodies with."

"My two girlfriends are actually getting a little bitchy with me, just playful jealousy, although I leave the lads hard before passing them on. Your dear wife is certainly capable of turning men on these days. My bouncer friend did find out who wrote the letter. It was one of my favourites and I gave him the pleasure of two slow dances. The good boy did not mention the letter."

"So why is your lovely body not wrapped around his cock now? I am sure a youngster would have better recovery than me."

"All those hard bodies had made me so hot I almost did go with him, but I intended to make very sure it was genuine concern rather than trying to cheat. He passed the test and will get the pleasure next week. I was so horny I had to come home early. Tonight you can have exclusive use of my randyness. I think with a little help from my throat he will be ready soon."

Her mouth soon had me hard again, and we were bouncing away in yet another frantic session. She did end the evening with some marks after all. It was a nice long experience and for most of the time I was gripping a boob in each hand and both displayed finger and thumb bruises when we finished.

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My thanks to fellow author Gentle_man for making my efforts a little more reader friendly.

This is the second chapter of three, the remainder will be up in the next few days. If you prefer a single chapter story 'Birth Control Pills' should be up

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Marked Wife Ch. 03



Just a few weeks ago my very special wife Mandy was stuck in a stressful rut balancing her teaching assistant job, mothering three kids and running the household. Although neither of us had noticed any problem, our sex life had dwindled from both opportunity and inclination.

Following a hen-night with a few of her friends, Mandy discovered that her thirty-four year old body had lost none of its sex appeal. That experience developed in just a few weeks to us, and even the kids, having a much happier time together. Mandy was sexier and more confident than she had ever been and our sex was fantastic, just about every night.

If you have followed the story, you will know that it was no longer just me supplying her with sexual satisfaction. Friday was now her regular night out and this one was no exception, as always she looked fantastic. Heels, a silky red blouse, and a very very small pair of shorts that did not hide the tattoo around the top of her left leg.

She gave me a cuddle just before she left. "I would like to take that nice hunk back to his room as a reward tonight. How long am I allowed?"

"As long as you like, if you stay for breakfast you must let me know so I can arrange to get rid of the kids in the morning so I still get my share of your horny body."

"No, I will be home to my hubby tonight, I will use a dozen or so of the lads to get me all warmed up and then sneak out with Rob. He can take me to his room and play with your wife's body for a while. Expect me home around two. Thank you my darling, I will bring you home a present, in fact probably more than one."

I got the kids settled later and went off to bed early and watched some television. I did fill a tissue thinking about what Mandy was up to. The main reason was to ensure I lasted more than two seconds once she came home. Not long before two o'clock she sent a brief text message, 'On my way, love. As you will guess, all primed for you but not desperate!'

The reference to not being desperate meant she had been fucked already. When she came home without having had a cock inside her earlier she would virtually rape me. When she came into the bedroom, she had stripped off her blouse and holding it around her neck gave me a few posses topped with a superb smile. "Can my wonderful husband guess how many presents I am hiding from him? It may help if I remind you that Rob is a very athletic twenty years old."

"I can see he has put one hell of a smile on your face, even your old husband could manage two in a couple of hours so you must have three slut-tags to show me."

Still with a huge grin, she stood in front of me and slipped the blouse from around her neck revealing three marks, one on each side of her neck, and one on her shoulder. "These are number one and number two." she said, pointing to her neck, and then putting her hand on her shoulder, "this was number four."

"Did he not have enough energy to mark you the third time he was pumping his hard young cock into you?"

After she dropped her shorts and removed her bra, she jumped onto the bed beside me and gave me a long kiss. Taking hold of my firm cock she said, "If you run your fingers through my hair I think our friend here will firm up even more." I guessed what she meant and as I parted her lovely mane of hair, my cock did indeed grow even harder. The nape of her neck was decorated with a huge slut-tag.

"You did reward him well, the lucky bastard getting your ass that took me twelve years to get inside. I think I am going to do the same now, on your knees please slut."

"Yes, please. Rob has loosened it up nicely for you, although you will still need some lube. All his lovely lubricant was wasted inside those damned condoms." Fortunately, the lube was handy and I quickly coated my cock and rammed it fully into her ass with one stroke.

She let out a loud shriek, but as I started a rhythmic deep fucking she started muttering 'yes' over and over again and managed to get her fingers in contact with her clit.

I have no idea how I managed to last so long, it must have been our best fuck ever. Mandy was very vocal throughout but I am sure neither of us worried about waking the kids. The dear girl appeared to be climaxing for ages. With a few very hard strokes, I finally flooded her bowels and we both just collapsed, just having time to cuddle up close before I at least was fast asleep.

I woke up with tip of Mandy's tongue licking inside my ear, "Morning sleepy head. Thank you for allowing me so many orgasms last night. That final one was out of this world, I have never experienced anything that good before."

"I still have my uses then. My old body can still give you a little pleasure."

"Don't say it like that. Your body gives me all the pleasure I need and some. If you want me to stop my outings just say so, in no way could I handle our relationship being harmed."

"Don't you worry darling, we both know what they are doing to our relationship, and that certainly does not appear as harm from my point of view. Last night's fantastic anal would never have happened if it was not for your outings - by the way how do you feel?"

"When I started I used to wake up with a hangover. It is much more fun waking up with some sore patches on my neck. This morning I must admit to being a little sore in both front and back passages, they both took some serious treatment last night."

"Is that back one going to be available again tonight, or will it be too sore?"

"I think you, no I mean we, will have that pleasure several times this week, the other hole will be a little messy." We had a very happy week, all five of us at a theme park on the Sunday. It was rather perverse that Mandy's activities were making her an even better wife and mother. She was relieving her stress but it was doing wonders for the rest of the family, not to mention the fun several university students were having.

On the Thursday Mandy told me she had arranged to lose the kids for the Friday and asked, "Would my husband like a smart sexy young lady to accompany him for a meal or some serious eye-candy on his arm at a dance club?"

"That is a very hard choice, both would be perfect. Perhaps the eye candy providing it is your skimpiest pair of shorts so I can admire your tattoo. We can get you juiced up as you call it and then go onto a club and perhaps I can watch you in action."

"What do you mean by watch me in action? That is definitely going far too far!"

"Only your pulling techniques, nothing too kinky, don't worry. Perhaps I could watch as you let a few guys try and rub your tattoo off, even exchange some slut-tags – the original ones of course."

"That does sound as though it has possibilities, knowing you are watching will probably make it even more intense for me. You do realise that you will probably need to fuck the shit out of me in the car park? I doubt I will be able to wait until I get home." 

The following night we had organised the kids and had the house to ourselves until after lunch on the Saturday. We decided that I also deserved to let my hair down a bit and ordered a taxi to pick us up at eight. I did have eye-candy on my arm as we climbed into the taxi, she looked fabulous.

Her fit legs were shaped by at least four-inch heels and went on for miles, past her tattoo and finishing with a pair of tight tailored grey shorts – they were short. Her black silk shirt left a good foot of midriff on show, and some very pleasant cleavage. She wore her hair in a pony tail to display a pair of huge silver hoop earrings. The whole package topped by her beautiful face made me feel a lucky man.

We had a couple of hours in one of the town pubs just chatting and both getting pretty plastered. She did get her tattoo rubbed rather a lot but only by my hand, although I noticed that plenty of other men wished it was theirs.

"So does my husband want to take me home, to our empty house, and fuck me until I scream? The alternative is we go on to that new club and you can see how long it takes me to get a slut-tag to show you. If we do the club remember it is only my husband that gets my ass tonight though."

We walked to the nearby club and after queuing to get in found it was ideal, although, as always, far too loud for my liking. "I will go and sit up on the balcony and you can stay down here on the dance floor and see if you can get a tramp-stamp before midnight. Shall I get you a drink to start you off?"

She cuddled up and said, "You do not know your wife very well, unless this is a gays only club I will soon have far too much booze lined up for me. It is not midnight for a couple of hours, I will need to have stripped off all my clothes by then for anyone to find enough clear space to put another mark – see you later."

It must have taken me a good fifteen minutes to fight my way to the bar and then to get up the stairs and find a seat. I found a table, on my own, with a perfect view of the dance floor although the lighting was obviously not ideal. It was several minutes before I spotted Mandy, not surprising she emerged from a huddle of five guys with one in tow heading for the dance floor.

The music had all been slow. They seemed to like their customers getting friendly, and she was soon rubbing her assets up against some guy. Mandy is a good five foot nine and with her heels it takes a big guy to dwarf her, this one was just right for them to snuggle up. I think she had invited her first slut-tag already, I had indeed underestimated her abilities.

She was apparently licking his ear as he sucked on her neck. I could see her crotch pushing against his leg and as they turned his hands were on her bum. I do mean on her bum they had slipped inside the waistband of her shorts. They stayed locked in their embrace for two songs and then returned to the others.

She perched on a stool and sipped a drink while several hands were fighting to caress her legs. She was right, guys did seem to try and rub her tattoo off. I watched as she emptied her drink, vodka and coke from the colour and just as she was getting off the stool she was handed another small glass. She tipped her head back and the slammer was added to her alcohol intake.

Her second dance partner was soon locked in her embrace, I did note that he was given the other side of her neck. They had not moved far from the group and his hands seem to ensure he felt her boobs press into him as he was squeezing her back. Mandy did seem fair when she allocated her time, the second song ended and she went back to the group and stood leaning against one guy with her arm around another as she knocked back another slammer.

Her third guy was easily the tallest and he could reach more to the back of her neck to give her the tag. One arm he used to rub her ass and the other was rubbing her crotch. If this was a usual night I was not surprised she came home and raped me if no one else had relieved her. This guy got his two dances and they went back to the group and she perched on her stool.

I could see her laughing with the guys as they all huddled around her and one of them was offered an expanse of tit to mark. Her whole breast would have been on display if bodies were not hiding the action from the dance floor, although from my perch it was obvious. She was kissing his neck and although I could not be sure it looked like his hand was on her tattoo, although very probably his fingers had found a moist tunnel to play with.

I noticed she used a change of record to time him, and she then got the last guy to repeat the process on her other tit, her shirt was now right down off her shoulders by now. When the record ended she straightened her shirt and gave all the guys a reasonably long individual tongue wrestling cuddle. I then watched as she walked to the foot of the stairs, looked up at me and waved for me to come down.

When I got to her she greeted me with a huge cuddle and said, "You thought I might manage a mark by midnight, silly boy you do underestimate your wife's abilities. It is only just coming up to eleven, do you want to take me home? First though, I want to have a dance with you in front of the boys."

She pulled me into the middle of the floor, well away from her admirers but in sight and used her body to all but rape me. Although we had several layers of cloth between our sexual organs it was virtually rape, it was so intense we did both cum. 

It was very embarrassing for me but she started giggling and took my hand and headed for the exit, giving her friends a wave. 

When we got outside she said, "Have I proved to your satisfaction that you have a 'hotwife?' It was a bit slow in there compared with my usual club. Only five lads an hour to drool over me, although I did leave them with very hard bulges, unlike yours."

There was a taxi free just by the club and we jumped in and headed off home. We just cuddled up in the back seat but as soon as we were back to our empty house I got her on the settee and stripped off her shirt and bra. "See darling husband, lots of marks for you."

"I think my slut of a wife is a bit of a fraud, you did not pull those guys tonight, I suspect they were your usual playmates."

"You guessed, I was going to tell you, but what makes you think it would have taken me longer with some new meat? They knew I was not at the normal club and said they came there in the hope of finding someone half as good, I told you they had some good lines. I said I had come with a special friend tonight and was going to get the advantage of experience rather than their usual fumbling."

"Do you think they knew it was your husband watching tonight, or did they think I was just another of your conquests?"

"I suspect they guessed, but they are a great bunch of lads and would have been far too polite to mention it. For some reason they never seem to want to upset me. I can't imagine why."

"I seem to be firming up again, let me go and quickly clean up the mess you caused. If I can find a bit of unmarked flesh, right in the nape of your neck I think will do, it is going to get a serious love-bite to warm you up. I will follow that with a really hard bite which you will still feel for a week at least. Remember you can scream as much as you like, the kids are not here."

When I came out she was working a lubed dildo in and out of her ass, "You did not let me have a firm young cock to lube me up tonight, but I have worked plenty in for you. Ready when you are my darling." I snuggled up behind her, both on our sides and started some heavy kissing right in the nape of her neck. She has always loved that, I used one hand to stroke her mound and my now rigid cock was between her legs.

Mandy was soon wriggling with pleasure and started playing with her own breasts, her body suddenly arched back against mine. A good climax already and that was just from kissing her neck and a bit of work on her own boobs. We quickly cooperated in repositioning so her head was buried in the pillow with her ass in the air.

I pushed my now rigid cock into her little hole and sunk to full depth with one easy stroke. By my third or fourth steady long motion she actually had yet another climax. I pulled her up so I could get at her neck. She balanced herself as she arched her back for me. Although in that position I could not give very long strokes but I kept moving as I bit my dear wife especially hard.

As I tasted blood I stopped biting and went back to giving hard rapid strokes and kept going for ages which really did have her screaming with pleasure. I was nearly there but my last seven or eight deep strokes were accompanied by me giving her another hard bite on her shoulder muscle.

I collapsed down beside her and she turned her head and gave me a loving kiss and thanked me. I cuddled up and said the same but then noticed that I had made her neck bleed, I quickly went and got the first aid kit and started to clean it up. She turned over and sunk her teeth into my shoulder, pulling my head down to her neck. She eased off and said, "Come on let's give each other another good mark."

Our cuddling and biting was both enjoyable and painful, we finally snuggled up and went off to sleep. When I awoke my neck was quite sore, looking at my dear wife her shoulder and neck looked horrible, apart from my three bites she was also sporting five slut-tags. When she woke I am not surprised her hand went to her neck and she said, "Christ, that was some night. Thank you my darling, my body needs a soak but we must have another session before we pick up the kids."

We had a nice chat while she soaked her abused body, actually agreeing that her bum did need a rest. Although she offered to suck some fluids out of me and spread the ointment on all her wounds, we agreed to save that for the evening when it could be put where it was designed for. She dressed in a pair of tight jeans and heels and a polo neck jumper to hide her marks.

The rest of the week was routine with chores and looking after the kids, but it was the new routine with the whole family in a much better mood with each other. As Mandy was dressing for her next outing, looking as good as ever, she said, "Despite the treatment my body got last week no marks are left, does my husband want me to collect some more tonight?"

When I confirmed that I did, I asked if she had any plans, she replied, "None of the girls can make it tonight so I am on my own. I will go directly to the club. It is much safer for a lone female than the pub, lots of hard young bodies to look after me. Those poor guys. I will have time to give loads of them blue balls and only one will get proper relief, no idea how I will select which. I suspect I will be home rather early."

My beautiful wife arrived home around one o'clock but before going off to the bedroom she had to put a large bunch of flowers in water. Rob, from a fortnight before, had left them anonymously, although she knew they were from him. When we went upstairs she had me undressed on the bed and gave several poses, showing me a slut-tag on both her neck and the back of her shoulder.

"A lucky guy tonight then, he got some variety, he must have been good you have not leapt on me yet."

"You know my technique. I like to flaunt it before letting anyone have their way with me." She then gave me a slow striptease leaving her shirt until last, "He did get variety, the full set in fact." Off came her shirt revealing a raw looking bite, yes a bite, on her boob. "Husband will need to pump me about how I got this present for him, I know it was naughty but I was fascinated. His was the first circumcised cock I have had to play with, nice big one too."

With a huge grin on her face she jumped on top of me saying I would get a better view with her riding me. Neither of us needed any further foreplay, I was rock hard and she was soaking and with a mutual moan of pleasure we were joined. She wiggled her body and with minimal humping, with her pussy muscles milking my cock it was almost instant orgasm for both of us.

"Oh dear, the thought of a hard naked cock head slipping down your dear wife's throat made you cum far too soon." I pulled her over so I was on top, I did not slip out. My cock was still doing a good job, and started pumping away. "Oh you do like the thought of his hard cock filling my throat, it was nice and big, I took it in very deep, very deep into my throat his hairs were tickling my nose."

I was pounding away with my very own hard cock as she continued, "His huge hard cock was filling your wife's mouth, and it was getting bigger and harder. You wife was making him very hard as she ran her tongue along his ball sack with his so hard cock deep in her throat. My young stud let out a loud grunt as my stomach was flooded with his tasty spunk. It was his first load so it also filled my mouth he had so much of the lovely juice."




Marked Wife Ch. 03



Needless to say I, and for that matter Mandy, had a fantastic climax at that point. I am not sure how she reacted with her stud by she definitely made me feel that I had satisfied her. She said it had been a fantastic session. I agreed. We did both drop into a much needed sleep after that. It was not until the morning that I got the full story.

Regrettably, the kids were awake before us in the morning so we could not play while she told me about her first circumcised cock. She described how she was fascinated by its appearance and was naughty enough to want it in her mouth and did enjoy the experience. She also told me that he made a very good job in both her other holes, in particular a very hard one in her ass. It was during one of his brief recovery periods that she had got him to give her my mark. "Well darling I don't mind you being naughty. I think all three of us had a very good night. That session was well up on the best ever list. I take it you will not need any breakfast after having all that cum for supper." With that she snuggled under the covers and made a very pleasant job of extracting some of mine.

We had another good week but her following outing did not give her the usual amount of enjoyment. She had selected the guy to give her pleasure but he turned out to be a poor performer, selfish and generally unpleasant. It had still not got out that there was a sweepstake winner, all her boys had kept quiet but she thought when Rob did receive his winnings that one deserved a wooden spoon.

Another week, another guy. She had much better luck the following Friday coming home both happy and quite drunk. She did her best but went into a drunken sleep before giving me any action or an explanation of two slut-tags on her neck, and a nice bite on her boob. While I did not get the pleasure that night we had another great week together.

Before she got dressed the following Friday she did initiate a chat on the rights and wrongs of the way she was behaving. She had no problem with safety or emotional issues but was worried about the morals involved. Our considered mutual agreement was that it was between me and her and not anyone else's business. Mandy left in a happy mood, as it was her off week she had poured herself into a new pair or jeans but the overall effect with heels and a loose blouse was fantastic, as usual.

She called me around one o'clock. "I am getting my tight little hole loosened up for my lover, although it is not quite ready for you yet. I am not very drunk tonight so perhaps you would like to fill a tissue, see you in a while, love you."

When she did get back she was very bubbly and soon had us both stripped and ready for action. A quick examination showed a slut-tag on the back of each shoulder and as I kissed the nape of her neck she said, "Those two were already there when I rang you, I did not get a mark from his third much longer and erotic penetration. Stand up at the corner of the bed please, if I put my legs on your shoulders I can see you slipping in better."

I pushed into her ass with ease, getting a nice moan from her, and said, "Still nice and tight but you have obviously had some lubrication pumped in there already." I started a steady pumping watching her beautiful face looking up at me looking very pleased. "So is this as erotic as your last one?"

"It's good but not erotic like I described my last one. It was the contrast of my white legs and body wrapped around a jet-black body. I know we are both colour blind. It was nothing to do with his race it just looked extra erotic." The thought gave me extra stimulus and went at it harder. "So you had a nice hard black pole sliding in and out of your little bum? A nice black guy pumping away at your bum for the third time."

Mandy arched her back and let out a drawn out moan just before I shot my load deep in her ass. Another good one enjoyed by us both. I cuddled up and said, "You did not mention that one of your friends was black. That does sound extra erotic. I suppose I have got to ask, was he extra large?"

"Not especially, nice fit guy like most of my playmates. As I said no racial consideration, neither of us would think that but honestly it did look extra sexy he is completely black. One of my guys a few weeks back was brown but I did not really notice, or comment on it. My sampling so far does not indicate any correlation between skin colour and size although perhaps a larger sample is required to be sure."

The four, all rather enthusiastic apparently, uses of her ass did not cause any damage. Our mutual agreement the following morning was that all was still in full working order. Her parting comment as we went downstairs to find the kids was, "If we worried about morals we would have missed all that fun. Now that would have been stupid."

Before narrating our experiences when she returned after her outing the following Friday I will slip in here what she told me later about the events of the early evening. She had just arrived at the club with two of her girlfriends and there was a commotion involving several of her friends and the 'wooden spoon' from a few weeks earlier who was very drunk.

She soon gathered that they were trying to shut him up talking about the sweepstake. The silly boy thought he had won it. She said she grabbed the DJ's mike and jumped up on the pole dancing podium, to a huge round of applause from the whole club and said to everyone. "Sorry boys, no dances, well not tonight anyway, look I have known about your very cheeky sweepstake for weeks now but I think if you are going to start fighting it is time to put a stop to it."

"I think I am the best qualified to be able to announce the winner. Several of you have been perfect gentlemen and not claimed the prize and I expect I will manage to thank them personally another night. But now the actual winner is going to take me to his room again, if he wants to. Oh a see from a smile that he likes that idea." She told me how she then asked the bouncers to get her the money and made a show of giving it to Rob, to a round of applause from the whole club. 

I was at home obviously with no knowledge of that episode, when very early, around midnight, Mandy called me. "Hello my darling husband, I have a favour to ask. It is rather naughty but you have mentioned it in the past. I have already given Rob his prize for winning the sweepstake and it is very greedy but would you mind if he gave me breakfast?"

"I had better check that I have some tissues first, your little friend has for some perverse reason gone all hard at the thought. Of course you can, I will get rid of the kids early in the morning, give me a call I will come and pick you up – have fun my darling, try and leave a little of your beautiful skin free of slut-tags." 

"If you are sure, thank you. I will make it up to you tomorrow and I have already got some marks but I expect he will find some free space. I love you so much." I did not have any regrets although I did think it sounded a little self indulgent. It was only midnight and she already had some marks.

I called mother at eight in the morning and asked if she could do me a favour and have the kids for the day. I told her I wanted to give her daughter a surprise. I said she had had a restless night and needed to stay in bed for a while. If we could have the kids out of the way for the day I could give her some well earned recuperation. All was agreed and she said bring them over at ten o'clock.

The kids were happy enough with a visit to grandma's, and accepted the fact Mum was still in bed, which was not a lie but I suspect when I added resting that was not as accurate. Mandy rang sometime after nine and said, "Darling, I would much rather wake up cuddled up to you, but I have had a good time, thank you. Was mum alright taking the kids? Can you come and pick your naughty wife up? She has had a little foreplay and is ready for you."

"I agreed to drop the kids off at ten, you have time for another quickie if he can manage it."

"The poor boy, it is asking a lot but I expect I can manage to bring him to life again. The mark will be difficult though, not a lot of space left. Pull up under the trees by their gate and give me a call, I will come down. I do love you so very much."

The travel arrangements all went to plan and my dear wife joined me in the car and gave me a loving smile and kiss. She had on a long male mackintosh, she was not dressed for wandering around in the morning, but it also hid any marks from me. "Sorry my darling, do not let me indulge myself like that again. I really do prefer waking up with you cuddling me."

"Think about it. If the kids had let us you would have been pleasured just once if you had woke up beside me. You have had two already and more to come."

"Do not forget the quickie you suggested, Rob managed another good one. Come on, get me home and you can count your presents. This wrapping is not very sexy though." When she climbed out the car and I followed her into the house I noticed that even in that mac she still looked good, a lovely swaying ass supported on her high heels.

"I have worn one guy out this morning, I think I would like some action from my dear husband now. Get up stairs and strip, I will unwrap your presents and come up, perhaps shut your eyes until I say." A few minutes after I was ready I heard her heels clicking up the stairs and as instructed closed my eyes. "When I phoned you last night I had already collected two slut-tags for you, look what he has done to your wife's body since then."

I opened my eyes and Mandy was standing at the foot of the bed with an innocent grin on her face and holding her chin, that little girl look. As she slowly turned I did see the two slut-tags but I was more interested in the bites that covered her shoulders. "There is no way I can pick out individual bites, your poor shoulders are covered. He was some lucky guy, obviously very fit as well. Come and let me have your body, explanations after I have given you a good fuck."

"Both holes have been used this morning my darling. Would you prefer I cleaned myself up first?"

"Just get on this bed. I am not into that cream pie stuff but some lubrication sounds great. Come on let me see what sloppy seconds feels like." She lay on her back and I literally slipped my rock solid cock into her pussy. It felt very moist but honestly not that different. She always provided plenty of moisture herself.

I have no idea how frantic her earlier action had been but this was an incredible fuck. I kept going for ages even though she had her legs wrapped around my back forcing me in even harder. In no way was she faking her response. Her screams of pleasure must have disturbed the neighbours.

I stayed inside for a while, my cock remaining firm for some time, it did feel a bit squidgy and a fair amount of cum was leaking out onto the bed. Mandy was breathing in short gasps but said, "That my darling lover was the very best. My mind and body did enjoy that, thank you."

I touched her shoulder and said, "That was so good, your poor body though, these look very painful."

Pulling me against her in a cuddle she said, "If I did have another night like that ever I would ask that you took my word for what happened rather than have me marked. Rob's cock was not his only firm equipment, he had good teeth as well. That is not a complaint, it felt good at the time. I think the only real drawback was the size of the damp patch on the bed."

"Yes I think it is time you gave me your excuse for indulging yourself. Why have you got strange cum in all your holes?"

With a giggle she said, "Not all my lover, I did not waste the opportunity, I have no marks on my lovely firm boobs." By now, although not limp, my cock was shrinking and as it slipped out it did pull rather a lot of cum with it. Cuddling up, avoiding the damp patch, I gently caressed and kissed her unmarked boobs while she snuggled into my neck.

"So are you going to give me an explanation or should I sink my teeth into one of these firm globes?"

"No more marks please. My shoulders are as sore as hell. As I told you Rob is a nice guy and after he had done a nice job, wearing a condom, in both your wife's holes we were sitting around having a drink and talking. He showed me a fat file which he had prepared for a job application, he said they seemed to need everything just missing out how old he was when he took his first steps."

"As we were browsing through all the documents I picked up on his current medical report, it included a clean bill of health for STD's. I have mentioned several times that he is a nice guy, I don't think the implication of that had even occurred to him. It had occurred to your naughty wife. After some banter I confirmed that he had no worries about my status, which is when I asked him to get lost for a few minutes and phoned my loving husband."

"I thought you would have a sensible explanation. I am glad you asked, that was too good an opportunity to miss. So just how much action does the mess he has made of your shoulders represent?"

"I did offer him an additional medical certificate for his file, my tests confirmed that his body was in full working order. I will be honest with you, the good orgasm I had when he was pumping my pussy for the first time without a condom was nothing compared with the one I had as I felt all his cum pumping into my body. Are you ready to go again yet?"

"Hey it is me you are talking to not your young stud, give me a chance."

"I will carry on with my story then. I was feeling good and got into position for some mutual oral, he firmed up rather quickly and did a good job on me with his mouth." I moved down her body to offer the same service but she continued, "Don't unless you really want to, it's messy and I would like to save my energy for when you do my ass, which I hope is very soon."

"Has it been lubricated well ready for me?"

"Providing it is comfortable for you I think you can try with no additional lube, it felt like he pumped more than enough in there and a good really hard one from you would be great. To continue my recollections, I was all nice and squidgy and our mutual attention very soon had him ready again. It had been so nice that I had him in my pussy again, your slut of a wife was having a good time."

"We did need a rest and sat around and shared a bottle of cheap wine which was the only booze he had. I felt my little hole would like to feel some young cum slopping around inside as well so when he was ready we lubed up and went for it. My young stud had the encouragement of seeing your wife's lovely body but as it was his fifth go of the night it did take a long time."

"After giving me a couple of little orgasms we had to lube up again, but then he went like mad to finish. He gave us both one hell of a workout but I was really screaming by the time he pumped his last load of the evening deep inside me."

"My dear girl wants me to give her a hard one in the same place, are you sure?"

"Very sure, I could say I deserve some pain for being so naughty, but just now the pleasure you gave me was the best I have had in my pussy. I suspect that my dear husband giving me a hard one back there will be good. Let me finish the story and you can get to work."

"Obviously we were both shattered and went off to sleep. I did not cuddle up with Rob, that did not seem right, I do that with you. Quite early I woke up and saw Rob was already awake, in more ways than one, but he had not disturbed me. I asked him for a little oral attention but was soon riding him to our very quick mutual satisfaction."

"I was already thinking of my plans for you and got lubed up for another anal, again it was rather long because I had not allowed him any recovery time. All I wanted to do then was come home to my darling husband, but you made me have another go with my young stud. We had time for a quick coffee but I then invited him to use your wife's body one more time."

As she said this she positioned herself with her ass in the air and her head and shoulders buried in the pillow. "My young man then sank his oh so hard cock deep into your wife's ass and..." She broke off here as I forced my unlubed cock right into her ass with one hard movement. Her initial shriek was replaced by a low murmuring that sounded like a continuous 'yes'. Rob had left plenty of his lubrication behind, it was tight but at least as slippery as we usually made it.

Her story had prepared me well, I went at her like mad for ages – I doubt if Rob had put in as much effort as I was. With each hard stoke my body was smashing against hers forcing her into the bed which was bouncing like mad. She had asked me to make her scream. She was clenching both her hands into tight fists and emitting one long continuous low scream, interrupted only occasionally to take a deep breath.

I have no idea how they possibly could have been harder but my final half dozen thrusts had my full weight behind them. She let out a much louder scream and shook with her own good climax has I emptied my load to add to what was already in there. I fell down beside her and she managed to flop onto her side and whispered, "God, you did manage to be the best, any further action today will have to be gentle loving though." With that she was asleep.

I pulled a cover over her beautiful body, that is if you ignore all the marks she had suffered for our fantasy, and watched her peacefully sleeping for the next two or three hours. When she did wake up she went off and had a long soak in the bath and although she offered some more sex we agreed that her poor body needed some time to recover.

We actually spent our day without the kids having a nice meal at a country pub and afterwards found a nice scenic location to cuddle up and just share each other's love. The following week was rather slow on the sexual front, it was not only her bruises that took time to heal. By the Friday all was in working order again although three individual bruises could still be seen on her shoulders.

Teatime she took me up to our bedroom and stripping off asked, "Do these bruises ruin the appearance of your lovely wife's body? I wanted to give all the lads a pole dance performance as an end of year present."

I cuddled up and said, "A bit of makeup should cover the worst marks, if you display the rest of your assets like you usually do no one will be looking at your lovely neck anyway. Give your body a rest tonight, you need not bring home any marks for me, just your beautiful body."

"Darling, I told you it is the end of their year, a lot of my boys will be gone forever. Do you really mean I am not allowed to play tonight?

"You can have your pleasure, you just don't need to come back all black and blue."

"I expect I will come home with a present or two for my husband, he is so good to me letting me have all my fun. Don't worry those bites were a one off – with a naughty smile I should say more is the pity. Actually I may involve Rob tonight, I am going to raffle my favours off and he can help draw the winning ticket."

"A raffle? What is my dear wife planning?"

"There were nearly sixty lads in that sweepstake, and the very vast majority great guys. I have only let ten or a dozen experience the delights of my body and a lot leave this term, their final chance. I will let luck pick tonight's playmate, I even remembered to buy a book of cloak room tickets on the way home."

"I suppose it is physically impossible but I should tell you it is all right with me if you take on the remaining forty odd. Anyway, have a good time and come home safe."

"I have had to remind you before, I am not a slut. Well perhaps that depends on your definition of slut. You can get any thoughts of gang bangs or spit roasts out of your mind." With that she gave me a cuddle and added, "Strictly a one guy girl me, one at a time anyway. Go and get lost I have to prepare my body for its many fans"




Marked Wife Ch. 03



When she did come down she had on a simple little black dress, obviously with built in support. There was plenty of breast on show which rippled as she walked up and gave me a cuddle, balancing on five inch black court shoes. "Simple but effective. See you later. I may be a little late but do not waste any of your juice. I liked that squidgy feeling I had last week and I will only have yours."

I was sound asleep when Mandy came in and whipped the duvet off my body but covering my head, and whispered, "It must be your birthday, you have lots of presents again." She was sitting astride me gently pumping my cock which was hardening by the second. "Goodie, he is firming up nicely. I do hope you did not waste any." My cock was now nice and hard and being rubbed against her clit.

"Are you trying to suffocate me? Surely you want your pleasure first! Let me see my presents, please?"

She pushed my cock inside her lovely warm, moist hole and started slowly humping me as she removed the quilt. I had not realised but she had not turned the light on, so I could still not see my presents. "That feels nice, but why are you hiding your marks? What has my slut of a wife been up to tonight?"

Still gently fucking me she lay down crushing her firm breasts into my chest and said, "Don't call your dearly beloved wife names. If she was a slut I expect she would have managed to say thank you to all forty firm hard cocks that she had made hard and not used. All those lovely cocks and so little time."

"I don't know about my wife but this woman giving me great pleasure at the moment sounds like a slut. Are you going to put some effort in or shall I get on top?"

"Hey, I have had to warn you before about that. Remember cocks are there for my pleasure, they just get what they are offered." She continued her gently humping, actually speeding up a little as she sunk her teeth into my shoulder. When I went to do the same she told me, "No marks just enjoy, why don't you have a suck on my nipple? That would be nice."

By no means a frantic fuck but a nice one. It had us both climaxing together. She then snuggled down beside me and said she loved me. "Thank you darling, are we off to sleep now? I love you very much."

"Perhaps we had better, I am a little tired."

In the morning Mandy woke me up with a kiss, she was standing beside our bed dressed in her far too practical dressing gown, not exactly a burka but it sure covered the interesting bits. "I am going to try and lose the kids tonight, I have some presents to show my husband. We must make these last, all my lads are scattered to the four corners of the world by now."

It turned out that her Mum was happy to have all three so we could 'have a night out.' The downside was we had to spend some time, including teatime, there. Mandy spent all day wearing jeans and a polo neck jumper, although with a pleasant three inch pair of heels. We did not get away until nearly seven, so by mutual agreement we thought we would have a night in.

When we got home Mandy wrapped her body around me and said, "Shall I go and get out of these jeans? You cannot see any of our favourite marks. I know you like my tattoo as much as my other admirers. Pour me a nice large vodka. I will be down again soon." When she came back down she had on her highest heels and her extremely minuscule grey shorts. She had retained her high necked jumper but by the way her boobs were swaying had discarded her bra.

"Your legs look so sexy with that tattoo. Despite all their work I see your lads have not managed to rub it off. Now is my dear wife a fraud or just a big tease? Did she get one of her hot young studs to mark her body or not?"

"I must be a bit of a tease, my body was not marked by one of my studs. Does that make me a fraud?"

"A tease and a slut! I take it my old cock was not the second one to give you pleasure last night. He is firming up very well, is he allowed to play yet?" She cuddled into me and rubbed the lump in my trousers and with a big smile took me up to bed. Entering the bedroom she told me to strip and removed her shorts and stood bending with her hands on the bed and wiggled her bare ass at me.

"Come on then, my pussy is moist enough. I must have been thinking of last night."

Her teasing had also got me nice and hard and I slipped in, and yes, she was nicely prepared. I started a nice rhythmic motion with the intention of making it last. "My teasing wife deserves some serious smacks on the lovely bum she is displaying. Perhaps I will just punish you with heat exhaustion, I will teach you to fuck in a woollen jumper just to tease me."

"Darling husband, does the thought that there may be marks on your wife's body, there may even be several marks put there by fit young lads? Fit young lads that have had their lovely hard, firm and young cocks, fucking your wife?" Her vocals and the response of her body had me going like mad and shooting off in no time. She jumped up and said, "Not bad but I have hardly worked up a sweat. I thought that was supposed to punish me."

"As I cannot see any marks on your lovely body perhaps I should spank that ass, get it all black and blue. But rather than hurt you I would rather you told me what happened last night. I am sure that will make me much harder than hurting you."

"Alright I will disregard the fact that you ignored my best mark, I and everyone else likes my tattoo. Last night I went out for a few drinks and when I got home my husband was not waiting to greet me. He had gone to sleep. I did not want to disturb him so I did not turn the light on."

Rather than spank her (not into hurting the lovely girl), I grabbed her and upending her onto the bed sat across her legs and tickled her feet. She absolutely cannot stand them being touched let alone tickled. She squirmed and wriggled to get away with more effort than her very best orgasm. I managed to grip her with my legs and kept up lightly tickling the sole of each foot.

She was screaming 'no' and pounding very painfully with her fists on my back, with a twist of her body she made me lose my balance and tipped me onto the floor. Before I could grab her she ran to the bathroom and locked herself in. She said, still locked in, "If I say sorry for teasing you, would you go downstairs and get us both a drink? I will bring your presents down in a minute."

"If you come down with anything other than your best heels, your nice big earrings and perhaps some lipstick and eye makeup hiding your body you are in trouble."

It was some time before the click of her heels heralded her approach. She came in and gave me a hand on hip pose. "Sorry I took so long. My husband wanted me to do my makeup for him." Although it was not what got my attention, her eyes were very tastefully done with plenty of mascara and a nice shade of green eye shadow. 

"Your makeup looks very attractive darling. Would you like to cuddle up and start the story of your evening? I suspect that we will need to go upstairs before you finish though, it looks like you had a busy night."

She did jump up beside and stretched her fantastic body out with her head across my lap. "While I was painting my face for you I had a quick count of your presents, they may have blended into each other a little."

"Fortunately not as painful as last week's. I take it that the only male juices not wasted, as you call it, in condoms went in your mouth. I see a nice bite on each of your lovely tits."

"Correct, what a waste! I really would have brought you home a squidgy mess. I think, from memory, which has got me very moist again by the way, there should be seven slut tags at the front and just one at the back." 

"I don't know which is the naughtiest, a tramp or a slut, but that is a lot of stamps or tags. Just how many of your friends provided that amount of action?"

"Well as I told you it was end of their year. All my boys are gone now. I went straight to the club and found Rob and a few of the guys to ply me with drinks. I had to reward them with a cuddle and the odd rub of my tattoo, of course. I told them my idea of an end of term raffle, with your dear wife as the prize. I recommend you watch your comments at this stage!"

"Oh, come on, we have wasted a lot of tax payer's money educating them if they did not mention the earnings potential of your raffle."

"Okay, that was not a bad answer, Rob came up with the idea of putting the room numbers in the draw. That would not mean your wife becoming a whore. I did tell you he was a nice guy, we did doctor the draw a little leaving out four room numbers, two that would not have wanted me and two I did not want. With a little more thought I also got Rob to take out the numbers of the rooms I had already visited."

"Did he lose interest in helping you after that?"

"Hey I said he was a nice guy. I did have another thought and said as long as no one knew there were no repeats he could put his in and try his luck. Well it was still rather early and your slut of a wife, I had been drinking well by then, had another idea. I told Rob it would shorten his odds if there was more than just a first prize."

"Ah, your story is getting nearer the explanation of the number of slut tags you brought me home. So just how many prizes where there in this raffle?"

"Just your dear wife my darling, just little me."

"If you start teasing, I will attack your feet again."

"I got a huge cheer when I stopped the music again and jumped up on the pole dance podium. I think my idea appealed to the lads better than the expected pole dance though. I did a brief chat on the idea and I had drawn the winner in very little time, and took him off to his room."

"No complaints on his stamina or his performance although his room was a pigsty. He had a very efficient go at your dear wife's pussy. After some cuddling and oral encouragement the good boy had a second go in the same place - I was a happy little slut and had collected two slut tags for my dear husband. I then called Rob via our cells and asked which room number I would find the second prize winner in."

"I think my slut of a wife must need me again, her nipples are looking very hard and I seem to detect a little moisture around a rather red looking pussy." As we went upstairs my own arousal was almost at the painful stage. My slut of a wife had so far given the explanation of two marks. She had brought me home ten!

As she jumped on the bed she spread her legs open, offering me a lovely red and puffy area. I could not resist giving her some oral attention. I did not use my fingers just gave some serious licking, sucking and nibbling action on her pussy and clit. She was climaxing in no time but I gave her no respite and kept up licking and sucking a very engorged pussy.

She was shaking and the bits of her body I could see from my position were all glowing red and covered in sweat. Mandy was gasping in air between an otherwise continuous mewing sound which got louder and louder until she had to yell enough. I stopped and looked up at her face, her eyes were closed and her mouth open drawing in very erratic breaths.

She looked so sexy, "As my teasing wife has not got a young stud to warm her up for her husband I think some more of that just to make sure she is ready for me." She almost screamed a 'no' and wiggled up the bed as I wrapped my lips around her bright red and open hole and started licking again.

Her very hoarse and ragged screaming continued for ages and I gave her no respite until finally needing to relieve my bursting balls. When I did slip to full penetration with one long stroke her eyes opened very wide and she let out one hell of a scream as she flung her legs around my back.

It, needless to say, was not long before I pumped a load into her soaking hole, but it was one of our most intense fucks ever. We cuddled up for what must have been a good ten minutes before either of us had energy enough to say anything. She finally said, "My darling lover, you don't need to prove you are the best, I already knew that. I have no idea how long it will take you to reload your very efficient balls but it is going to take me a while to get over that fucking."

We were both so sweaty that we went in the shower and had a clean up with plenty of attention to each others bodies. Afterwards she redid her makeup and put on her heels and I took her superb body back downstairs. She gave me a few poses and said, "All those years I kept this lovely body under wraps, I am so pleased we are both having so much pleasure from it now."

"You were just going off to supply the second prize in your raffle. Are you going to continue your story?"

She sat down beside me and with a rather serious look on her face said, "After what I am going to say you may want to save the rest of the story for another time. As I said it is the end of term and I do not think it is sensible for me to start a new school year at the club."

I cuddled up and said, "Carry on darling, what is on your mind?"

"Over the last few weeks we have had the most wonderful time. It has lifted our love for each other to a new level but in all honesty it is not the right way to behave. I really am just a loving wife not a slut. We proved just now that we can have the most wonderful, loving, sex together. It should not need other men to excite us."

"I am happy with what ever you want to do my darling. I am very glad you so effectively got out of your rut. I can assure you that your body does not need to be marked to turn me on."

"You are a wonderful husband, best friend and lover, those three guys are plenty to keep me in my new mood."

"I will wait for the details of your final evening but tell me, just how many prize winners were there?"

With a little laugh she said, "It was planned to be three, but Rob joked that he had lost out when he told me over the phone the third room number. Your slut of a wife was having such a good time that I told him another couple of prizes would improve his chances."

"So did your perfect gentleman give you pleasure? He must of cheated on the fifth prize, no one would have known."

"I told you he is an honest guy, no I did not end up with him. We have got each others cell phone numbers though, perhaps I will have to see if he has any ideas for a present I could bring home for my husband's birthday in a few months."

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Marked Wife



I cuddled and said, "It is doing wonders for our sex life though. As for your body it has never looked better. Although that lovely neck would have looked nicer decorated with a hickey last night."

She gave me a kiss, "Don't worry my darling we will get another night out together before long."

"That will be great but I am sure one of those lads from the university could provide one while you were checking that your body was still hot enough to make him hard." 

As she left the bedroom, she said, with a smile, "I am sure they could, but you do it so well."

Her weekly breaks had improved our marriage. We seemed much happier together and life seemed less stressful for all five of us. Our sex life had improved, the routine one a week we had previously enjoyed now cropped up anytime, even twice a night.

The following week was Mandy's 'off week' which is never her best so rather than go out she 'invested' the night in having a few of the twins friends spend the night. We hoped their parents would reciprocate shortly, while my mother was happy to take the lad, all three were a bit much for her.

Neither of us had any doubts that her Friday night outings should continue, they were good for all concerned. We were both very happy to invest some money in several new outfits, shortish skirts, and skimpy tops. She even bought a nice pair of 'come fuck me boots,' again black with very high heels and long pointed toes. To maintain her new image her visits to the hairdresser involved better styling and included some nice highlights.

The next Friday I managed to spend some time with her, as she got dressed, her new boots with a leather skirt and a nice little lime green top. As it was a cold damp night, she had to put on a short leather jacket. Just before she left, I put my arms under the jacket and managed to move it enough to give her a kiss on her neck. "Just checking the hunks can get access to that lovely unblemished neck, have a good time my darling."

Around two o'clock my cell bleeped with a text message. "M feeling good go to bed, turn light out, c u shortly." This was new and I readily complied. It was not long before I heard the sound of her heels on the stairs. I hoped she would not wake the kids, she was making a fair amount of noise as seems to happen when you try not to, especially after drinking.

As instructed I had left the light out, although there was enough light from the streetlight shining thru the blinds to move around. Mandy came in telling me to be quiet in a voice loud enough to wake the kids, and proceed to strip off. The silhouette she presented was more than enough to get me nice and hard. She joined me on the bed saying, "A bit of oral and you on top please."

I did not need any preparation so as she lay there I went down and quickly warmed her up. It did not require much effort. I was soon slipping my cock into a very moist hole and got a good rhythm going, "My darling do you like a nice firm cock pushing in there, is that good, nice and firm? Is it as hard as all those kids where looking at your lovely body?" This was having a very good effect, I let her enjoy a little orgasm before continuing.

"Is it has hard as the one you felt in the car park, that nice firm young cock made hard by my beautiful wife? Did it get harder as he kissed and caressed your sexy body? Was it making it harder as he pushed his tongue into your mouth? Did it feel hard when you rubbed it as he kissed your neck?" Mandy was moaning well by now, her legs were locked behind my back as she matched every stroke.

My final strokes, I could not hold out much longer, were accompanied by her panting and shaking, "Did he leave me a nice love bite, have you a nice red hickey to show me?". I pumped away much to my satisfaction and obviously hers.

We lay together getting our breath back and having a nice kiss and cuddle. "My darling that was so good, can I turn the light on and see the lovely present you have brought me?"

She, still panting a little, said, "My darling that was one hell of a good fuck, thank you so much. If it has that effect on both of us pretending I have been marked, maybe I should actually bring you back a nice big one next week."

"You fraud, getting me to perform so well without actually doing anything. I will know to ask to see the proof before I give you any pleasure next week."

"Not exactly done nothing tonight, I had some slow dances with three very hard young men tonight. One of them was so firm that I had to use my hand to adjust its position a bit, it was pushing into a very interesting position."

"Keep that up and we can have another go soon."

"No, we better go to sleep. Thank you, that was good." With that, she cuddled her body against mine and was soon asleep.

The kids beat us to any repeat performance in the morning but we were in a great mood with each other all the following day. With the kids in bed, we opened a bottle of wine, relaxed, and had a chat. "Darling I had a lovely time out last night, my outings are doing us all good. I like my role as wife and mother but it is nice to feel, well alive, again. Our sex last night was a bit naughty though, I do not think we should be so turned on by the idea of me making out with some young guy."

"We have been doing fine lately, I like my new sexy wife even more than I did although I am surprised that was possible."

"Hey, I know it has done wonders for both of us, but it should be just me and you turning each other on, not the thought of some anonymous young stud."

I slipped my hand under her loose blouse and said, "How does this anonymous stud turn you on then darling?" That comment just earnt me a playful slap.

"Don't start that again, not yet anyway, I am trying to be serious."

"Okay, being serious, you said just now that it turned us both on. It does indeed turn both of us on. As it is obviously good for both of us so it is nothing to worry about."

"Oh but it is! It turns me on when I am out dancing. I enjoy pushing my still youthful body against a lump I have made in some guys trousers."

"That's not fair! I got a slap just now when I tried to get erotic. So you have got his thing hard what now?"

"You keep your hands to yourself a minute. So I have got this hard cock pushing against my leg, the 'what now' is the thought I would like to take him somewhere less crowded and really find out what it feels like."

"So why don't you? You know how the idea turns me on."

"I came very close last night. That is why I tried that sham with the light, to see what your reaction would really be."

"We now know what both our reactions were, next week you must come home with a nice juicy one on your neck. No. You must have one on your neck or on whatever part of your body you give him access to."

"I think we had better stop this discussion now. I want my husband to give me some nice loving sex. If we continue, I may not be able to control myself and end up waking the kids."

We did go off to bed and have a slow, by recent standards, session but I am sure both our arousal levels were enhanced thinking about what might happen the following week.

The following weekend while Mandy was getting ready to leave I got tied up refereeing a fight between all three of the kids, over what to watch on the television – two tellies and three kids. When her taxi arrived, I just had time to admire her appearance and with a quick kiss whisper, "Have a fun night darling, make sure you bring me home a present."

She certainly looked hot enough to firm up plenty of cocks. Her new pair of grey stilettos, a stylish new pair of grey shorts (they were short) and a tailored white blouse. She had left the top buttons on her blouse undone displaying a very nice expanse of breast, the top of her white bra just covered her nipples. She looked hot!

She repeated her technique and sent a text message, a good hour earlier than her normal time, "Home soon, Love you, bed but you can leave the light on!" that message certainly got me hard as I went upstairs. When she joined me, she had a lovely cheeky smile as she danced around the bedroom showing off her outfit. "Your wife's appearance was appreciated by lots of those hunky lads tonight. Do you like it?"

"If my darling would like to undo the buttons like they were when you left I am sure I will get a better impression."

She continued her dance dropping her shorts and then her thong, both without removing her shoes. "I think I had better keep my blouse on, my husband would not like to see what happened to me earlier."

"You beautiful creature, are you going to show me or are you just a fraud like last week?"

"You come over here and give me a cuddle, you can unwrap your present."

I jumped up, with a very hard erection sticking out in front of me, it was very impressive, and cuddled my dear wife. Putting my hands on her lovely bare ass, my cock fitting nicely between her legs due to her having kept her heels on, I said, "You had better have something to show me or these lovely cheeks are going to get a good spanking, kids or no kids."

"The last pair of hands that were where yours are did not want to hurt me, keep playing with them and rub that nice pole around while I take off my shirt." With a great big grin all over her face, she started to undo her blouse, from the bottom.

When she opened the top I saw a superb hickey on her neck, running onto her shoulder, it must have taken some effort to achieve one that prominent. That did it for both of us as I pushed her, she pulled me onto the bed and I was in up to the hilt immediately.

I would have liked to use the vocal build up again, but I was so close that I just banged away and came far too quickly, fortunately Mandy was in the same mood and she also had a good finish. "Sorry darling, the present was so good I just could not last. I want to hear all the details but I must get him reloaded before I do."

"I'm glad you liked. We can get rid of the kids, somehow, in the morning, and I can tell you all the details. Your present will still be there in the morning I think." We cuddled up and after exchanging several little kisses went off to sleep.

I mentioned that our life seemed less stressful of late, in the morning the girls wanted to walk into town to do some shopping and with very little bargaining, it was agreed that all three would go. For the cost of three Big Macs, we had a good deal.

The kids could not have got to the end of the road before we were up in the bedroom. Mandy asked, "How do you want me, although obviously not how I was dressed when I got your present how about naked, just with my heels if you like?" We both stripped off and it was obvious that I had reloaded. "Not so fast this morning lover, let's try to make it last. You like my nice love-bite then?"

She was lying on the bed with legs spread, with a hint of moisture already leaking out, she seemed as ready as I was. "No darling, I give you a love-bite that is a hickey or 'slag tag' or even a 'tramp stamp', nothing to do with love."

She smiled and said, "Very well put my darling, now how about slipping that thing in a nice warm hole please." Not only was it warm it was also very wet and again I slipped in with no problem.

Starting a nice deep, but slow action I asked, "So, did my dear wife find a nice big Uni hunk to dance with? Did she make him very hard as he rubbed against her in the middle of a public dance floor? As it pressed against her body, did she feel how hard it was?" I then paused, waiting for her reply but also pacing myself.

"Yes one of them was especially hard, he asked to go somewhere quieter. Don't stop."

I started a gentle motion again, although keeping it slow, "So my dear wife went with this hunk and his hard cock outside did she? Did she respond as he held her tightly and kissed her hard on the lips? As she sucked his tongue into her mouth, did he start squeezing her breast?" I again paused, although Mandy kept moving.

"Yes, yes he was kissing me hard, his cock was hard, I asked him to mark me."

I started moving again but being very careful I could have finished so easily, "As he sucked on her neck did she like his hand squeezing her breast? Did she press the back of his head and say harder so she had a nice mark to show she was a slut? Did she feel his hard cock pushing against her body, getting harder and harder?" Mandy was trying to move much faster than I could stand, so I pulled out.

"Yes, that's what happened but don't stop, go faster and you give me another hickey please."

I played my very hard erection around the entrance and said, "Hickeys are only for necking sessions, when you are fucking they must be real bites deep in the shoulder."

"Bite me, please bite me give me erotic pain please, bite my shoulder" 

I leant forward pushing in and started biting into her lovely shoulder, as I bit my movements were still slow, I was so damn close but did not want to finish.

"Faster, go faster please, bite me hard." I had to speed up it was so sensual, especially when she yelled, "Christ, bite harder, harder, mark me, hurt me, go faster please." We both had a hard climax almost immediately.

Mandy was the first to gain enough breath to say, "That was good, that was so good, thank you. That bite hurt. It is a good hurt though, and the pain seemed to shot directly to the arousal part of my brain."

"It actually looks rather nasty, that will bruise up and last longer than your hickey. I hope it did not hurt too much."

"I hope the bruise goes down before Friday, I need to flash as much flesh as possible to make all those young studs hard you know."

"So soon after that session you are thinking of your next trapping outing. You are becoming a very randy young lady."

"Has my husband got any complaints? You give every impression of enjoying the new me."

"Darling, most certainly no complaints. I am sure all concerned are having great fun playing with your newly liberated body."

"I suppose we will have to get dressed now, the kids will soon be back. By the way you did not ask why I was back so early last night."

Giving a cuddle, "I assumed it was because you had something to show me, why was it then?"

"Yes, I did have something to show you, but there is a bit more to the story you have not heard yet. Only two of us were left in the Club, Carol the divorcee and your dear wife, the other two had quit early. Long before I met my playmate Carol had pulled and taken him home, leaving me on my own."

"That sounds a bit dangerous."

"Oh no worry there, all the bouncers know me by now. No, I mentioned being on my own because it allowed me to come home as soon as I persuaded my hard hunk to take me back inside. I was so wet I needed to get home to be fucked."

"If you knew you were early you should have let him play a little longer, I am sure he would have loved putting a good mark on one, or both, breasts."

"Oh, he would but I can't keep teasing, he was very near getting an invitation to go even further. It was time for me to get home to you. At least I got my release but I bet he filled a few tissues when he got back to his digs."

With that, the kids returned and we both dressed and got back in the routine of the weekend. There followed another good week together, having sex most evenings and the Friday seemed to come around very quickly.

Mandy was actually feeling a little guilty about not having an evening out together for so long and we agreed that it was too late now but we would get a sitter for the following week. As she was getting ready, we commented that her bruise had almost disappeared, her hickey had gone by mid-week.

As usual for her outings, she looked fantastic, her black stilettos, a slightly flared, pleated mini, and the same tailored white blouse. She gave me a twirl and said, "Do you think I look good enough to bring you home a, what did you call it? – a 'slag tag' tonight."

"If you loosen another button or two on your blouse I should think I am guaranteed one on some of your more tender flesh."

"I will see what I can manage for you, with these heels on perhaps I should find a shorter guy, although he will still need to be hard."

"Have fun my darling, a present would be nice for all concerned, remember it has been known for a guy to put a piece of hose in his trousers. If you let him check that yours are not false you will have to confirm that his is real."

"What ever are you suggesting dear husband? I do not think those hard things like being bitten."

"Hickeys are made by sucking dear wife, not by biting."

"If it gets that far you better be feeling very fit indeed when I get home. See you later." 



I was sitting watching a late film on the television and wondering how my dear wife was doing, she seemed in an extra frisky mood when she left. Thinking that she just might be holding another guys erection at that moment got me very hard which gave me an idea. I had a very pleasurable wank with images of Mandy's mouth wrapped around a strange cock. Following her nights out I was coming far too quick, I thought that it would slow things up a bit.

My timing must have been good, he jumped to attention as I read the text message at two o'clock, "I hope you are feeling fit!"

It was some time before the taxi pulled up, I went to the door and greeted my darling with a hug. Her hand went straight to my trousers and she said, in a rather slurred voice, "Goody goody you have a nice hard one as well, up stairs now, I need to check that it is real." As I followed those lovely legs and ass up the stairs, I was sure it was real - my trousers were bursting.

We had an embrace as soon as we were in the bedroom. She was rather unsteady on her legs, alcohol rather than her heels no doubt. "Did my dear wife bring me home a present, I can't see any marks on your lovely neck?" She told me to wait and see, as she had to go to the toilet first. I quickly stripped off and lay on the bed.

She soon came back in wearing just a big grin and her blouse, not buttoned but she held the front together with one of her hands. She must have also removed her bra, her tits, although by no means sagging, where not as well presented as earlier. "Jump up darling and close your eyes, I think I should be lying where you are."

Eager to comply, I was soon standing with my eyes pressed closed, she soon said, "Oh my, I seem to have got a mark on my body, I expect you will want to know how that happened. You can look at your present now, darling." She was smiling up at me but my attention was on a splendid hickey, it was on the inner curve of her right breast and very close to her erect nipple.

My smile must have equalled hers as I jumped between her splayed legs and rubbed my cock against her clit and pelvic bone. "Oh that one is real, slip him in. It is lovely and juicy already." Her smile got even broader as she closed her eyes and lifted her hips up to help me. I pushed right in and started to pump, hoping my earlier action would keep me going longer.

"My sexy wife has been flaunting her lovely body in front of all those young hunks again hasn't she? She has been wiggling that fabulous body to tease the poor guys. She wanted them to get hard at the thought of her hot body. Could she see all those cocks she had made hard pushing at their tight jeans?" I kept a steady pace going, as she moaned she nodded a 'yes' to my questions.

"Did my wife like the look of one hard bulge in particular? Perhaps my wife had checked that he had his car outside. Did my wife suggest going to his car with him? Did she?" I gave two hard pushes, she gave a rather loud 'yes' but I am not sure if that was an answer or just a reaction. I paused, just looking at her lovely, now sweaty face, but her hips immediately lifted trying to get me to continue.




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"Did my wife take him to his car? Did my wife want to check that his bulge was real? Did she want to feel some young stud's erection? Did she?" She was moaning well, so I reached for her hand and put it on her nipple, next to the lovely juicy hickey. "Did she get in the back of his car and offer her tit for him to suck? Did she let him suck on her tit?"

"As he sucked on her nipple it got harder, didn't it? He was hard as well wasn't he? Did my wife unzip a young stud's fly and release a hard young cock? Did she? Did she?" Even with my earlier preparation I just had to slow up. Mandy was now squeezing her nipple rather hard I do not think she wanted to wait. In fact, she did not wait, she had a lovely little shuddering orgasm.

She smiled up at me and said, "That was good, you are lasting well tonight. Is your dear wife not exciting you so much as usual? I hope you do like the story, and your present."

"I liked the story immensely. When you were playing with your guy's cock I was playing with mine, both at the thought of what you were doing and so I would last longer." She called me a very clever husband and told me to get on with it. The pause had helped me but he was still very hard as I worked him back in again, she was red hot down there.

I got a good rhythm going again, and her hand went back to her nipple. "My dear wife had a firm young cock in her hand, did she feel it grow even harder? Did she tell him to mark her boob? As he sucked on her tit, was she stroking his hard cock? Was his cock getting harder, was his young cock very hard at the feel of her lovely hand wrapped around it? "

"Did he hurt my wife's tit, was it a nice hurt, did she push his head harder against her bare tit? Was his cock now so hard she wanted to lick it? Did she want that young hard cock inside her, inside her mouth? Did she?" She was really responding to my thrusts now so I speeded up a little.

"Did my wife like the feel of that young hard cock? Did she slide down and lick the end of it? Did she part her lips and slip the hard cock into her mouth?" Mandy was really responding now but she was shaking her head in the negative.

"Did my wife pump the young cock? Did she rub it so it got even harder? Did she get all juicy in her pussy as she pulled his young hard cock? Did she want a firm hard cock inside her?" She was now responding very energetically and not shaking her head.

"Was my wife feeling really randy, were her nipples and clit all standing up hard like now? Was she pumping the firm young cock even faster? Did she want it? Did she want a hard young cock? Did she? Did she?" We were both fucking each other very fast now.


"Did my wife pump the firm young cock until it exploded? Did she have fertile young spunk squirt over her chest? Did the young cock make lots of cum?" By now, our mutual thrusting achieved a magnificent simultaneous orgasm.

I just collapsed beside her, she was breathing rapidly, and her lovely, now very red chest, was rising and falling. She clutched my hand and said, "That was fantastic, thank you I have such a wonderful husband." 

"I have the most fantastic wife, thank you for bring home a present for me."

My thanks to fellow author Gentle_man for making my efforts a little more reader friendly.

This is the first chapter of three, the remainder will be up in the next few days. If you prefer a single chapter story 'Birth Control Pills' should also be up today.

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