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My Naughty Wife

By: MONADARLING



One day my wife Nimmy and me were returning from a party. It was being the month of October, the climate outside was quite pleasant. It was about 11 pm and the roads were almost deserted. Having taken couple of drinks in the party both Nimmy and myself were enjoying our company in the car while driving. Suddenly, I could feel that the front tyre of my car having puncture. I therefore, stopped the car and checked the tyre. It had indeed gone flat. So, I decided to replace the tyre and pulled out the jack and started putting below the car. Nimmy in the meanwhile stood next to me watching me replace the flat tyre. Though there was no street light nearby but, being previous day of full moon day the light outside was quite romantic. 

Nimmy was looking quite sexy as she was wearing a sky blue chiffon saree and a matching sleeveless blouse with matching make-up. She had tied her saree below the navel exposing her flat belley. She was wearing a high heel sandal and was looking really quite gorgeous in the moonlight. Within couple of minutes I could feel one Ceilo car passing us in full speed. But, the car stopped with screetching sould of tyres. The car came back in reverse and stopped near us. One gentleman dressed neatly stepped out and asked me, "Hello, is your car developed some problem?" "Yeah, I had a flat tyre and I am replacing it." I said. "Do you need our help?" the man asked. In the meantime, two more young gentlemen in their mid twenties stepped out of car. They were all neatly dressed and looked quite gentlemen like. I said, "No, thank you I can manage." The second person however intervened and insisted for assisting me in replacing the tyre. I also seeing their gentleman behaviour agreed. One of the men helpled in replacing the tyre. Infact, he only did the entire job. Meanwhile, his other friends were busy in talking to me and Nimmy. They asked about us and from where we were coming etc. I explained whole of the episode. While talking to them I could feel that they were eying at Nimmy. Infact, their gentleman behaviour did not help me stop their free talking to Nimmy. Even Nimmy also after initial hesitation started talking freely to them with laughter whenever they cut jokes.

Once the job of replacing the tyre was over, Nimmy took out the water bottle inside the car and helped both of us to wash our hands. Nimmy and myself thanked them for their timely help and told them to visit our house sometimes and gave them my business card. One of them took my card and said "Yeah, certainly we will do" and started to their car. Nimmy and myself also got into the car and started the engine. Suddenly, I could observe that two ot the men who had helped us rushed to our car and stood next to the doors. One of them was having a revolver in his hand and the other a knife whose the blade was shining in the moonlight. Both Nimmy and myself were terrified. The man holding revolver put the pistol to my head and asked me stop the engine. I obliged to his orders. "Why? what is the matter?" I asked him. "Madam, please come out of the car" he told Nimmy in hard voice. "Why? what to you want? Nimmy asked. "Don't worry. We won't harm you, if you follow our instructions" he said. Nimmy came out of car. The person holding the knife told her to get into their car. Meantime the man holding the pistol got inside my car and occupied seat next to me. I could see Nimmy getting into the back seat of their car and the man holding the knife sat in front seat. "Okay, now follow our car" said man sitting next to me. I followed his instruction. They started their car and I started following their car. After travelling some distance their car was stopped in an isolated place. The person driving their car came to me. He ordered me to move to the back seat. I followed his instructions. He tied my hands with a rope and also made me blindfolded. Soon I could makeout my car moving. We kept on travelling for about 45 minutes. The car stopped and the person driving my car got out and guided me into a house. Once entering the house, he removed the blindfold. I could see that I was in a palatial house, with marble floor and exquisite furnishings. I could make out that there was no one except us. I could also see Nimmy sitting on the sofa with a scarf tied on her eyes. They had also tied her hands. 

Nimmy little terrified asked one of the men standing nearby "What do you want? why you have brought us here. If you want our ornaments or money please take them and leave us." "Madam, don't worry. We don't want your ornaments or money. We want you. If you oblige us we'll not harm you otherwise we don't mind killing both of you" "No..you can't do that" Nimmy said in a trembling voice. "Then you just watch how we will kill your husband" said the guy holding the gun and came near me. "No...No...please don't harm him.." said Nimmy. "Then please co-operate with us, we'll not harm your husband said one of the guy. Nimmy kept silent. After couple of minutes the men asked us to move upstairs. We entered one of rooms which had centre table and sofa set with nice carpeting done. "Now relax. If you co-operate with us we will not do anything , otherwise we don't mind killing both of you after fulfilling our desires" said one of the guys. I felt it is better not to do anything nonsense, so I told Nimmy to follow their instructions. Nimmy though was scared yet she agreed with my suggestion. After few minutes they untied our hands. Meantime, one of the guys brought scotch whiskey and glasses. They made drinks and gave one glass each to all. When they offered glass to Nimmy, she refused. Then one of the guy said, "Madam, we know that you have taken some drinks already, then why do you refuse now." "No, I don't want to have it now" Nimmy said. "Then, we will force you to have it." said one of the guy in harsh voice and moved and sat next to her and took the glass and holding her with his left hand tried forcing her to drink. Nimmy initially resisted but seeing the situation started having the drink. "That's nice" said one guy and others laughed. While we were having drinks the guy sitting next to Nimmy put his hands across her shoulders and started caressing her bare arms. Others including me were watching his acts. In the meantime, one guy suggested the other to put on a blue film on the video. Others agreed to his suggestion and soon one of the guy put a casette in the video. They had a nice blue film. All of us including Nimmy started watching it. While watching the film guy sitting next to Nimmy started moving his hands on her boobs from outside the blouse. He also started kissing her cheeks and neck. Nimmy though was showing some signs of resistance but knowing fully well that she is helpless, she started allowing the guy to fondle with her. 

The guy suddenly held her saree and pulled it. The saree came out of the pin fixed to Nimmy's blouse. Nimmy tried covering her chest with her hands. Looking at her big bust one guy said, "Wow, she has lovely bust yaar. Remove her blouse also." The guy put his hand on the front of her blouse and pulled it. The blouse got torn and her boobs wearing red coloured bra were exposed. The other guys enjoyed the sight and laughed. The guy pulled out Nimmy's bouse. Nimmy was sitting on the sofa with her bra and saree on her lower portion of her body. Nimmy got up and wanted to move out of the hands of the guy sitting next to her. The guy however held the saree. That made Nimmy to lose her balance and fell to the floor on the carpet. The guy pulled out her saree forcibly. I could make out that Nimmy was intoxicated and was not able to stand properly. The other guy who was watching the action so far moved to Nimmy and fell on her body and started kissing her. Others started enjoying with laugh. The guy held her tightly and started kissing her passionately and started caressing her thighs. While doing so, Nimmy's petticoat moved up exposing her lovely and shapely legs. The other man watching the scene said, "What lovely legs she has yaar. Ask her to show her body to us." "Yeah, that's right." said guy lying on Nimmy and got up and made Nimmy to get up from the floor. Nimmy was not able to stand properly and came near my chair and stood next to me taking the support of the chair. I touched her with affection and pressed her hands. Since, Nimmy did not undress one of the guy came and took out knife and said, "Whether you will undress yourself or should I undress you?" "No, I won't undress" Nimmy said with resistance. The guy holding knife put the sharp edge of knife below her red bra and snapped it between her two boobs. The bra got cut between her both the boobs and the bra got slipped from her shoulders. Nimmy held her both her voluptous boobs with her cupped hands. All the guys liked it and laughed. "Wow, what fantastic tits she has yaar!" said one of the guys. "Show me her pussy also yaar!" said another guy. The guy holding knife put the blade below her petticoat thread and snapped it. Nimmy's petticoat slid to the ground exposing her lovely thighs and legs. As she was wearing a fancy panty inside she looked quite sexy in that posture. Her hairs which were let loose were flowing across her shoulders. Nimmy still stood holding her boobs with the cupped hands. One of the guy watching all this got up and grabbed Nimmy from the back and started kissing her neck and cheeks. Suddenly, the guy holding knife put his knife and snapped the both sides of her panty. The panty fell to the ground. That exposed her pubic which was clean without any hairs. It looked to me that she had shaved her pubic same day and may be she wanted to give surprise of her clean pussy to me that night. But, the guys had the pleasure of seeing her neat and clean pussy. The guys loved to watch her clean pussy. Nimmy removed one of her hands from the boob and tried covering her pussy. That exposed her one of the tits. Nimmy was looking quite sexy in that posture. Her exposed breast looked quite firm and lovely shape. The guys grabbing Nimmy put his hand and squeezed her exposed breast. Nimmy made a shrieking sound. "Don't make sounds, otherwise we will have to close your mouth and still enjoy you" said the guy holding knife.

Nimmy became quiet. She removed her other hand also and put it on her pussy. Now, both of her boobs were fully exposed. The guy holding her put his hand on her both the boobs and started kneading them. He also caressed her waist and sides of her thigh. While doing so he was kissing her neck and cheeks intermittantly. All of us were watching the scene while hot scenes were going on the tv screen. "Now, come on suck my cock" said the guy holding knife and unzipped his trousers. Within minutes he removed his trouser and shirt and stood only on the brief. "Come on!!!" he said in harsh voice and stood infront of her. Nimmy with a fear in her eyes kneeled before him and with trembling hands pulled down his brief. The guy had a strong and muscular body. His dick was quite long and had become erect. He held Nimmy's hairs and pulled her mouth to his cock. Nimmy took the guys cock inside her mouth and started sucking it. Nimmy was a very good sucker. She sucked his cock forgetting everybody around us. All of us were watching her sucking scene with apt attention. I could make out, soon Nimmy also forgot everything and continued sucking his cock. Whenever we used to make love, Nimmy used to tell me about my small sized dick. And I always secretly desired that Nimmy should enjoy a long and stout dick sometimes. So, within myself I felt happy for Nimmy getting such an opportunity that day. While sucking Nimmy looked at me and smiled showing her liking for it. I also smiled and gave her indication to continue without any resistance. Nimmy continued her act. She started biting his cock. The guy was enjoying her suck. He kept moaning "She is a fantastic sucker yaar!! She is too good." While she was sucking him the other guys also removed their dresses and stood stark naked. I could see all of them had strong body and had stout cocks. Nimmy looked at their cocks and smiled. One of the guy standing next to her said, "What madam, do you like our dicks or not?" Nimmy looked at the guy and smiled. The guy also smiled and said, "Yaar let us not handle her roughly. She seems liking our company" "Is it?" said one who had shoved his cock inside Nimmy's mouth. Nimmy looked at him and smiled. "Then c'mon let's enjoy" said the guy and made Nimmy to lie on the carpet. 

Once Nimmy lay on the carpet he came in between her thighs and guided the 'head' of his long penis inside her pussy. Feeling her wet but tight pussy he yelled, "Wow, she has really become hot yaar! She has lovely cunt. I love fucking her" and continued shoving his tool inside her box. While he was shoving his dick, the other guy got near her head and pushed his cock inside her mouth. Nimmy took his cock inside her mouth and started sucking it. This guy had a thick and stout but small cock. I could see his cock hardly fit in her wide mouth. Still, she took it in her mouth and started sucking it. She moved her toungue on his balls and made him excited. The guy loved her suck. "You are right yaar, she is fantastic" and smiled at his other friend. Within minutes I could see the guy who was fucking Nimmy started giving quick thrusts inside her box. Whenever, he thusted his dick Nimmy made moaning sounds. The sight was quite exciting and erotic. I started enjoying the sight. Within few minutes the guys changed their position. The guy with thick and stout cock laid back on the floor and asked Nimmy to come on him and take his shaft. Since, Nimmy had become fully 'hot' without showing any resistance climbed on him and held his cock in her hand and guided inside her 'honey pot'. She had to press hard to take his cock inside her hot and wet pussy. From her facial expression I could make out that she was deriving immense pleasure while taking his thick rod. Once she could put his cock inside, she started moving her pelvis and enjoying his fuck. She was really deriving full pleasure from the act. Nimmy looked at me for a while. I was quite excited seeing the erotic scene and I was busy in titillating my cock. Nimmy smiled at me. I asked her, "Nimmy are you enjoying it?" "Yeah, darling I'm really enjoying" said Nimmy. Hearing her words, the guys laughed and said, "Then come on all us enjoy it fully." They asked me also to join the orgy. I also removed my dresses. My cock also had become erect. While one guy was busy fucking Nimmy, I gave my cock in her mouth. I shoved my cock sitting at her head and started caressing her tits. Nimmy took my cock and started sucking it with great pleasure. I could see the three guys changing one after the other and fucking Nimmy with immense pleasure. Fair and lovely looking Nimmy made all the guys very excited and giving their best performance in fucking her. Though it was a forceable sex, but still all of us including Nimmy enjoyed it. All the guys including me fucked Nimmy one after the other. Nimmy seemed having multiple orgasms which was quite evident whenever she moaned with great pleasure. During the process of 'rape' we all tried allmost all the postures. Since, Nimmy had secretly expressed her desire for 'sandwich' posture earlier, I thought of trying the same. So, I asked the guy with long tool whether he would like to fuck Nimmy's arse. He said he would love to fuck her arse. So, I asked him to apply some greasy thing to his cock and her arse. He fetched a cold cream bottle and greased his tool with 'cold cream'. He also applied cream to her arse and made it greasy by shoving his finger inside. Nimmy liked it and said to me "Darling I love you." I could make out from her words that she loved for my suggestion of fucking her arse. Once, the guy finished greasing Nimmy's arse, he made Nimmy to kneel before him and holding the head of his cock pushed it inside her arse. Nimmy felt his push inside her arse little painful. But, soon she started enjoying it. The guy pushed his long cock inside and started moving it back and forth. Whenever the guy pushed his hard cock after retrieving outside, Nimmy moaned with great pleasure and said, "Fuck me hard..I love it... fuck me" The sight of the guy fucking her arse was terribly exciting. After couple of minutes, I told the guy "C'mon let's do the 'sandwich.'" He initially did not understand. I explained him the 'sandwich' posture. He was quite surprised and said, "Does your wife like it" "Oh, I love to do the 'sandwich', that has been my long outstanding fantasy" said Nimmy. All the guys were amazed to hear her words. They said that they would also love to watch the position. 

So, I asked the guy to slowly lie down on the carpet keeping his cock inside Nimmy's arse. Nimmy also slowly laid down on her side retaining the guy's cock inside her arse. I asked Nimmy to fold her left leg across the legs of the guy. That exposed her pussy which was very eager to receive my cock. I stimulated her pussy particularly her clitoris with my fingers. Nimmy enjoyed the stimuli. In a sexy voice she said, "Mahesh, put your dick inside my box. I am dying to have it in my hole.." Lying next to Nimmy, I put my erect cock inside her wet cunt and started stroking. The guy and me alternatively shoved our dicks inside her both the holes. The alternative rythm made Nimmy mad with excitement. She started yelling, "Fuck me hard..both of you.. fuck me hard..." The other two guys were watching the 'sandwich' with great fun. I could see, them masturbating watching the position. After few minutes, I asked "Honey, are you enjoying it" Nimmy said, "Mahesh, it is indeed very much enjoying.. I love it.. continue till I come out" she said in sexy and passionate voice. The guy and myself fucked her arse and cunt simultaneously for about five minutes. Suddenly, the guy expressed that he is about to come out. Nimmy also said, "Yeah, I am also about to come, both of you fuck me hard and all of us will have simultaneous release..." I also made my self ready for simultaneous release and started fucking her hard. When the guy also pushed his tool hard inside, Nimmy screamed with pleasure "Yeah...Yeah...I'm cumming.. I'm cumming.. fuck me hard.. harder..." and soon all three of relaeased our cums simultaneously. Nimmy screamed in sexy voice "Oh...God.. that was fantastic... I love it... that's too good.." The guy and my self also enjoyed the moment very much. The guy said, "Really, you are a fantastic lay. I loved fucking you. My wife also never gave such pleasure so far.." he said. "You are married? I thought you are unmarried. You have such a hard and long cock your wife must be really enjoying it." Nimmy said. "No, madam. She doesn't give such a pleasure. She is little old fashioned. She even doesn't suck my cock." the guy said. "Okay, never mind. My cunt and arse really relished your dick today." Listening to her words one of the other guy said,"You are really sexy and fantastic lay, Madam." "Oh thank you very much. But, you have torn my bra and blouse what should I wear now?" Nimmy asked. "Sorry, Madam. We will give you a new dress." said one guy and brought a skirt and top from the cup-board. Nimmy had a nice wash and dressed up in skirt and top. As it was 2 am in the morning, Nimmy and myself decided to stay there only till morning and then leave. Nimmy agreed. The guys made both of us to sleep seperately in one of the neatly done bedrooms and they slept in other bedroom. 

When we retired to the bed, I asked Nimmy, "Honey, did you really enjoy the 'rape'?" "Yeah, darling. It was really a great experience. All three of them had good cocks. I enjoyed very much their fuck" said Nimmy. "And how was the 'sandwich'?" I asked her. "Oh, that was too good. That guy has really a cock meant for 'sandwich'" said Nimmy. "Should we call him to our house some other time?" I asked her. Nimmy said, "I really love to have him. He is really fantastic." In the morning, we got up late due to tiring sexercise previous night. The same guy whose dick Nimmy had liked came to our room with bed tea. Nimmy and myself made him to sit. I expressed the desire of Nimmy and told him not to inform his friends. He agreed and gave his contact numbers. He said he is really happy to know this as he said, Nimmy was a good bed partner. After that he left our room thanking us. 


My Naughty Wife



Some months ago I submitted a story about my wife Amanda, and when she finally fulfilled my fantasy of having sex with another man. 

It happened when we were travelling through Europe and she had a one-night stand with a lorry driver on a ferry trip from Italy to Greece. 

I had been trying for many years to persuade her to do this without success, but after it happened Amanda said that it was one of the best nights of her life and that she didn't know why we hadn't done it years ago.

As it had been so unexpected she hadn't taken any precautions, but when we discussed it afterwards she had asked me to buy some condoms that she could keep 'just in case'.

Sex, since her encounter seemed hotter than previously. I was proud that another man had found Amanda attractive enough to take her back to his cabin and make love to her, and Amanda seemed to gain confidence from the night and started to wear more revealing outfits when we went out. She had always been quite self-conscious about her size She is just under 6-foot tall, and not particularly fat, but quite well-built with large breasts and a curvy, womanly figure. 

Whilst I had mentioned it a few times, she had not really shown any interest in repeating the experience, until one day in late summer after we had returned from our extended stay in Greece.

We were redecorating our master bedroom and had ordered some new furniture. We had moved a large mirror into our garage and Amanda had advertised it for sale online. She had received a couple of replies, including one from a guy called Simon who was really keen to call over to view it.

Within an hour, the doorbell rang. I was upstairs at the time and looked out of the window, and noticed that the guy was quite well built and probably in his mid-thirties, about 10 years younger than Amanda. 

She answered the door and immediately showed Simon into the garage to show him the mirror. I came downstairs and began watching a match on TV. It was only when it was approaching half-time that I realised that Amanda had not returned.

I suspected something was up, and quietly moved around the house to the window at the rear of the garage. I could see Simon and Amanda sitting on a cane sofa. They seemed to be getting on very well, so I thought I would keep an eye of what was happening.

After a few minutes they stood up and Simon handed Amanda some money and they moved over to where the mirror was propped up against the wall. 

As the garage was quite full there was not a lot of room and I noticed that Simon put his hand on Amanda's arm as he moved around her towards the end of the garage. They lifted the mirror between them and moved it nearer the garage door. I was about to ask if I could lend a hand when Simon moved back around Amanda to open his car. This time he put his hand on her hips to move past and brushed past her very slowly. 

Amanda half turned and lost her balance slightly and Simon held her tighter. As she steadied herself she put both her hands against Simon's chest, and they held each other for just a few seconds longer than necessary.

After smiling at each other they put the mirror into the car, and carried on talking. I had moved around the side of the garage when I heard Simon ask if we had anything else for sale. 

Amanda said that we also had a chest of drawers and some bedside cabinets for sale, but they were still in the bedroom as the new furniture had not been delivered. 

Simon said he would love to see them and they moved back into the house and headed upstairs. 

I waited a few minutes and went back through the garden and back into the house. I walked quietly to the foot of the stairs and listened. 

I could hear them talking for a while, and then it went quiet. I suspected that they might be kissing as they were quiet for some time. 

After a few minutes I heard the bedroom door close. I very slowly made my way upstairs, trying to make sure that the stairs did not creak. I eventually reached the top and listened outside the door. I couldn't hear anything so I went into the spare room and brought out a small step-ladder and placed it quietly outside the door, just to one side where I knew that I would be able to see inside through a small glass panel above the door. 

I slowly climbed up and looked through the glass and I could see Amanda and Simon writhing around on the bed, still fully-clothed but kissing passionately.

They began tearing at each others clothes. Amanda was wearing a sleeveless summer top and shorts, and Simon was wearing a T Shirt and Jeans. 

Amanda's top came off first. I could see that she had a very sexy lavender-coloured bra on that was very sheer and you could clearly see her nipples which were hardening rapidly.

Simon looked almost shocked as her took a good look at her tits through her bra, and seemed to marvel at them for ages, before reaching behind and releasing the clasp, letting her large breasts spill out. He wasted no time in kissing and sucking her nipples. 

After a few more minutes making out they had pulled off the rest of their clothes and Amanda was holding Simon's prick. 

I was really shocked when Amanda looked at it for a few seconds and then bent down and started kissing and licking right up and down his shaft. 

I was surprised as she has never really been overly fond of oral sex, and it was very rare that she gave me a blow-job. However, she was enthusiastically bobbing up and down on the cock of a complete stranger. 

She continued this for a few minutes and I could hear Simon groaning from the other side the door. 

I sensed that if she was not careful he was going to cum, but Amanda realised this and didn't want things to be over too soon. 

She turned around and reached into the drawer of the bedside cabinet and pulled out a condom that she handed to Simon. 

Good girl, at least she was being safe this time. 

She crawled to face the top of the bed with her arse in the air, while Simon rolled on the condom. He positioned himself behind her and started rubbing his prick along her slit. 

Like Dave the lorry driver on the ferry, Simon looked a few inches longer than me, so I guessed he was around 8 inches and a little thicker than the lorry driver's very slim dick. Simon started pushing into Amanda from behind. It looked as if she was very wet though as he slid in almost immediately. 

He started moving in and out, slowly at first, while all the time running his hands over her arse cheeks. He suddenly grabbed her cheeks and pulled them apart, giving him even better access to her cunt and began to pick up the pace. 

From my vantage point I could see that his dick was very wet as he was pushing in and out. Amanda was making little moaning noises, before saying loudly "Oh God, fuck me, fuck me". 

They carried on like this for some time. Simon kept slowing the pace from time to time to give himself a moment to recover. 

At times he was just leaving himself deep inside her for five to ten seconds at a time, before slowly building up the pace again.

After some time he pulled out and Amanda rolled over onto her back, and spread her legs wide, her knees wide apart, with her feet planted firmly on the bed. Simon quickly moved back towards her gaping cunt and pushed back in. This time they really went at it. 

He thrust into her with very rapid short motion. Amanda's hands were spread apart gripping the bed sheet tightly. 

They were making such a noise that I knew the neighbours would hear if they were outside, which was very likely on a late summers day. 

When Amanda screamed "Oh God, Simon, come inside me", I knew the neighbours would know that it wasn't me she was fucking, which both embarrassed me, and turned me on even more.

After just a few minutes at this pace, Simon moaned and started pumping his cum into the condom that was protecting Amanda's womb. After several spurts he finally pulled out and rolled over and removed the condom from his softening dick, and threw it in the waste basket.

No sooner than he done this but Amanda got on top of him and thrust her tongue into his mouth. They French Kissed for a few minutes and then she started moving her mouth over his neck and chest. 

All the time, she had her hands between his legs and was slowly bringing his cock back to life. 

She spread her legs again and lowered herself onto his prick, this time without the condom. 

I wanted to shout at her to stop, especially when she started jigging up and down on it, but she only done this for a few moments before rolling off and getting to work with her hands and mouth. Simon didn't last very long this time and splashed cum over her belly and tits. 

They both lay there exhausted for a few minutes, and I guessed that this was the end of the action, so I climbed off the step-ladder and quietly returned it to the spare room and went downstairs. 

I wasn't sure what to do, so after a few minutes I shouted " Hi hun, where are you?" 

After a few seconds Amanda shouted "Up here, I'll be down in a minute".

After a couple of minutes, Amanda came downstairs with Simon behind her. They were both looking very flushed and had dressed hurriedly. It was obvious that Amanda was no longer wearing a bra. 

Amanda said "Hi darling, this is Simon, he may be interested in the furniture upstairs, so I'm going to give him my number, so he can ring me if he wants to buy it" and gave me a wink. 

She wrote down her number and handed it over to him, holding his hand slightly as she passed it over. 

Simon mumbled thanks and let himself out.

Amanda came over to me, smiled and said "Was that alright?" 

I nodded.

She said "I know you've wanted me to do that again, since the ferry". 

I kissed her deeply, and told her that I loved her. I meant it too. I had always wanted her to do this for me and now she really seemed to be enjoying it too. 

I said "Have you got one more in you?"

To which she replied "I think so". 

We quickly went upstairs and once again Amanda lost all her clothes and stood in front of me naked. 

I could see Simon's cum, on her body that had not been wiped off by her loose summer top. The smell of sex on her body was overwhelming.

We lay on the bed and I started running my hands over her body. I found a large globule of Simon's spunk on her chest, which I rubbed off with my finger and put it up to Amanda's mouth. 

She looked at it, smiled and immediately licked it off my finger and swallowed it straight down. 

I couldn't wait any longer, and climbed on top of her and pushed my hard dick against her pussy. It was quite resistant at first, but then it suddenly gave way and I popped straight in. 

Amanda was rubbing her clit as I banged away. 

Even though Simon had not cum inside her she seemed looser than normal as she had been stretched out. I didn't take long to deposit my load inside her.

We lay in bed for ages after that and discussed how we felt. 

Amanda said that she really enjoyed the freedom to explore her newly found sexual side

I said that I was so proud of her becoming a 'hot wife'. 

She had never heard that expression before but she said that she felt really hot when she was seducing other men. 

We talked about other ways of Amanda finding men to fuck, and even go out on dates with. 

She liked the idea of going into a bar on her own to try to pick someone up while I watched, and even said that she had someone in mind that she might like to go out on a date with, but she wouldn't tell me who.

With that Amanda's phone rang. 

It was Simon, who said he would very much like to come back and pick up the rest of the furniture. 

She made arrangements for him to call in after work one evening the following week. 

As she was talking I realised that I had an appointment that night and wouldn't be home until late, but Amanda said that if anything happened, she would tell me all about it when I got home.



My Naughty Wife At A Porno Theater



Note: Although I have written hundreds of sexual fantasies, this is a true story. 

It had taken several years of convincing before my pretty wife Marie went to bed with another man. I got to watch, hidden, from the closet, and we both realized afterward that we loved the whole adventure. From being a very jealous man in my twenties, I became one of those men who love seeing the woman they care about in the midst of sexual bliss. 

It was a month or two after that first adventure…and following several others with other men royally fucking Marie...that she and I went to a porno theater. 

This was in the days when disease was not such a concern as now. 

Marie looked like she sweetest, most innocent creature. A short brunette with a very pretty face, she had then and still has a beautiful body, with a magnificent figure. I told her what to wear that day, but not where we were going. 

She was dressed very conservatively: knee length skirt, dark blouse, coat. But under it she had on a very sheer lacy black bra, lacy black panties, black garter belt and black stockings, and black high heels. 

We drove to a nearby city. During the two hours trip I had her take off her panties and play with herself….and at one point ever pulled into a rest stop and licked her pussy. She was very wet and she quickly became aroused. She wanted to suck me, but I told her that would come later, and I stopped eating her out before she had a chance to come. I wanted her still on edge, sexually. 

When we reached Portland, Maine, of all places, I had her put her panties back on. Then we walked to the State Theater. At the time it had been made into a double porno house, with gay on one side and straight sex films on the other. And each of the theaters was huge, holding 800 or more seats. 

Once seated in a row near the back we just watched the film for quite awhile, except that my arm was around Marie and she snuggled. I knew enough to realize that Marie, like most women, did not become aroused from just movies of people fucking. But since this film had a nice story line…about a woman discovering her sensual side…she found it more arousing that other times we had gone to such theaters in Baltimore, New York, Albany and elsewhere. 

When her hand went to my lap and she began to gently caress the bulge there, I knew she was beginning to fell good. 

Since my eyes had become accustomed to dark, I could not see that there were perhaps 40 men in this huge theater. And several of them had come over to sit near us. One guy was in the same row, about two seats away from Marie. He caught my eye and I shook my head, so her eventually moved away. Two guys were seated in the row right in front of us , but not directly in front. Both were looking back from time to time. 

I decided to give something to see, so I lifted Marie's skirt and put my hand on the bare flesh just above the top of her stocking. As I slowly moved my hand back and forth, she turned and looked at me. I smiled and kissed her. "It's o.k.," I said. "You know you like to be watched. I'll protect you." 

Then one of my fingers snaked under the lacy black panties. I would have had Marie take them off, but I knew that there was something about having a man reach under her panties, or pull them aside, that was especially arousing for her. She was again wet, and my finger slipped into her pussy before I knew it. It moved it around and she moaned and pushed back against me. Then I pulled it out, to a sound of regret from her, but immediately used two fingers to touch her clit. I worked in gently, almost like I was using my tongue. Before long her eyes were closed, the movie forgotten, and she was moving her bottom around and clearly getting very turned on. Her left hand clasped my cock through my pants. 

Even so, I was surprised we I heard her gasp and felt her body tremble. She bucked back and forth and I took that moment to catch her clit, slick with her own juices, between my thumb and forefinger and twisted. She came, not very quietly, saying "Yes, Yes,Yes," and then fell back. Her eyes stayed closed, her hand still holding my prick for all it was worth. I waited for long moments as her breathing began to return to normal. At last she opened her eyes and smiled. 

"You were being watched," I said. Marie only smiled. Then she licked my hand, licking her own sweet juices off. 

"I've got to go to the ladies room." she said, but added that she was afraid to walk there alone. So I escorted her to the door of the restroom, but said in no uncertain terms as she opened the door to go in: "Take that bra off and put it in your purse." Her eyes opened wide but I knew she would obey. 

While I stood outside the door, a man walked up to me. "That was beautiful," he said. I recognized him as one of the two who had been in the row in front of us. "Do you think it would be o.k. if I sat next to her?" He asked. He was not one of the bums who hung out in the State Theater. Obviously, he was a businessman taking a couple of hours in the afternoon to enjoy some porno. 

"Maybe," I told him. "I'm not sure. But come sit a couple of seats away. No, one seat away. And don't make any move unless I nod." 

He agreed. 

When Marie came back out her heavy breasts swung gently under her blouse. Within moments after we were seated again, I had opened that blouse and displayed her tits to the dozen or so men who now were seated around us. And Marie was becoming quite aware that this was going to be quite an adventure. 

Chapter 2

The well dressed businessman had seated himself just one seat away. Marie looked at me questioningly when he moved down the aisle. 

"What are you up to?" She said.

"Don't worry. He's enjoying the view." I knew that Marie loved to show herself. She had discovered that she was a real exhibitionist. Her, in a darkened theater, the light from the screen flickered, now bright, now dimmer. Her large, beautiful breasts hung there, and I could tell she was aroused because the nipples were hard and erect. I pinched one softly between my thumb and a finger, and kissed her, squeezing the nipple a bit harder. A soft moan escaped from her lips.

Three different men had moved into the row in front of us....two more in the row behind. When one put his hand on her legs I brushed it away. There would be time for that later. What I instinctively knew was that Marie wanted to be a wanton slut, but needed to go slowly...if you can call being in a porno theater with your tits exposed going slowly! I nodded at the businessman. Marie saw me do it.

"Ed!" She said. 

"Now honey, he's o.k., really."

She was quiet as the man moved to sit next to her. Within a few moments his leg was pressed against her. She looked at me, smiled slightly, and to my surprise pushed her leg back against him. But that was not the end. She turned to look at him. I saw him smile and I guess she was too, for to my shock and great pleasure she leaned over and kissed him! Then her hands, both of them, went to his lap.

She rubbed what was clearly a nice size erection through his pants. He closed his eyes and seemed to sway.

"What's your name?" I heard him say.

Without hesitation, Marie answered. "Carole."

I almost laughed, but held myself. Marie was going to be a very naughty girl, but she liked the anonymous nature of her kinky escapades. She was going to be Carole, the name she used for her sexual adventures. That was when I knew she was ready for anything.

She did not ask his name. Instead, she said in a voice loud enough for the men nearby to hear: "Take it out. I want to see it."

He did not waste anytime. Instead, he quickly unzipped his fly and, with some trouble, pulled his undershorts aside. A fairly large cock with an unusually purple head was revealed. It was, to say the least, very hard.

Marie's hands went back on it...at least one of them. The other cupped his balls and began playing with them. 

She looked first at his prick as she stroked it, and then right in his eyes.

"You have a nice cock," she said. 

He did not reply. He appeared to be enjoying her hands a great deal. Marie played with his balls, gently cupping them and then playing just under them with her fingers.

"You keep that up and you know what's gonna happen," he said to her.

"Yes," Marie replied, but did not stop. In fact, the hand that was stroking him began to move faster. His hips began to move, up and down, matching her strokes.

"Go ahead," she said. "Cum for me. I want to see you come."

The first shot came like something shot from a cannon. I saw the white fluid fly threw the air and land on her tits.

Before he could send another shot, her head went down on him and she sucked his hard, pulsating cock as he came and came.

Most times Marie would not swallow a stranger's cum, but this time I saw her throat contract and knew she was thrilling to the taste.

As he relaxed back in his seat, Marie continued her oral manipulation, much more slowly. Finally she moved her head away and looked up at him.

"Mmmmmm," I heard her say. "Nice cum. I liked that."

Then she turned to me.

"Is that what you wanted," she said.

"Oh yes. That was nice. But nice for both of us."

Her hand went to her breasts and her fingers moved the cum the stranger had shot there, spreading it around until both her tits glistened.

"Yes. That's true."

Then she put her hand against the side of my cheek.

"Lick my breasts,: she said. Of course I did just that, tasting the strange taste. After a few minutes she turned back to the stranger.

"Oh look, there's a little more right at the tip," she said, and bent her head to lick his clean. The stranger sighed, and when she lifted her head again his kissed her on the lips.

"Thank you." he said to her, and then looking at me continued. "I've got to go back to the office, but I can be back her in less than an hour."

"We may be here," I told him. 

As he moved away Marie turned toward me and put her hands in my lap. "If I don't get fucked, and soon, I'm gonna go crazy."

As I unzipped my pants and watched her take my cock in her mouth, I thought about what she had just done, and immediately decided that there was going to be a lot more before we left the theater.

"You like being a slut, don't you," I said to her.

Marie took my cock out of her mouth. "For you, yes."

"No. That's not the complete truth. If you want to get fucked this afternoon you have to tell me. Do you want to be an absolute slut?"

"Yes, Yes."

"You want your pussy plowed by a hard cock that goes on and on and makes you cum over and over?"

"Yes. I want it."

"Then you're going to have it, my dear. But the first cock you fuck is not going to be mine." Marie said nothing. But when she put my cock back in her mouth she dropped one hand between her leg, pushed up her skirt and began rubbing herself thru the lacy black panties.

As the men in the row in front of us watched, I knew she was ready for an outrageous, naughty, nasty, slutty afternoon of sex."

(More to follow) 



My Naughty Wife Ch. 01



This is another real story that happened a few weeks ago. 

Lilly, my wife and I (John) have been happily married for the best part of two decades. In the latter few years we have started to experiment with the swinging lifestyle. I think most couples can attest that it is easier to find males than other couples or females.

I am late 40's, medium build, greying hair, Caucasian. I do struggle with impotence, but an injection of papaverin usually does the trick. There are however other ways of pleasing females, I have found, as the injections can take some of the moment away.

Lilly is mid 40's, slim, 38B bust. She is Afro-Caribbean. I guess at first she was slightly reluctant to get into swinging, but now embraces it.

I was off work with flu, feeling very miserable. Lilly was on a day off work, and busy in the kitchen when her mobile phone rang. I, feeling miserable took little notice of her conversation. She came through to the lounge where I was dozing, and watching the sports channels.

"Just had a call from Adrian, he was asking if we were free today."

I replied with a cough and a sneeze.

"I said yes, at least I am."

I looked at her blearily.

"You can join in if you wish," she continued. "But you don't look very well still."

I felt a thrill surge through me. Adrian is a guy we have had several three-somes with, and I know Lilly enjoyed him.

"I don't feel up to it unfortunately." I wheezed. "Would love to help you both out, but I would probably fall to sleep or something."

"O.K. You can't say you weren't offered"

A few minutes later came knock on the door. Lilly let Adrian in, and he came through to the lounge where I was sat covered in a blanket. Adrian is a few years older, a stockily built man, with a short beard, and a glint of humour in his brown eyes. Like myself, he is Caucasian. He is a self-employed engineer, who has a lot of clients locally, not that he lives far away anyway.

"Hello, John, Lil tells me you aren't well?"

"I think you can see that for yourself. Aren't you at work this morning?"

"Was meant to be, but the meeting was cancelled. So I took the chance and gave Lil a call"

One of the things we like about Adrian is that he isn't pushy. If Lil had said no he would not be upset, just accepted there would be good reasons.

"Well glad you could make it, sorry I can't join you today"

At that point Lilly came in with a cup of tea each for Adrian and myself, we chatted for a while generally. She had changed into a short black dress that buttoned up the front, and showed her long slim legs off. Neither of us males could look away for long, it was soon clear that she wasn't wearing any panties, and I suspected, no bra either.

Eventually Lilly changed the subject. "Have you a meeting this afternoon?" She asked Adrian.

"Yes I have"

"Then let's go upstairs, last chance John" She smiled at me.

"Sorry, love, not today, more's the pity."

She blew me a kiss then left the room, we could hear her going upstairs. I nodded to Adrian. "Have fun" I said.

He grinned, and followed Lilly upstairs. I settled down in my flu-befuddled state, and listened as best as I could, the bedroom is immediately above the lounge. The rest is taken from Lilly's tale of what happened.

Lilly was sat on the edge of the bed when Adrian entered the room. He bent over as she offered her lips, and they kissed for a few moments. As they kissed he started to unbutton her dress. When it fell away, revealing her pert breasts, and erect nipples he started sucking and licking on them. Lilly could feel the moisture seeping between her legs, and she moaned in pleasure. 

Gently, Adrian eased her onto her back, and kissed his way over the soft mound of her belly, and to her shaved nether regions. He started licking the folds of her cunt, opening them like petals in the morning sun. Then the nub of her femininity was revealed, and his tongue caressed over it. She sighed, and held his head against her, and ground her hips upwards. He took the message, and licked and sucked with greater intensity. As her juices flowed, he slipped a finger deep into her, again, gently at first, then pistoning it in and out. When she was writhing in ecstasy, he added a second finger alongside. The assault into her cunt and on her clit soon had Lilly gasping to her first orgasm.

When she recovered a few moments later she pushed Adrian onto his back, she kissed him, then sucked on his nipples, all the time stroking his hard 8" rod. Then she took his cock into her mouth, and started sucking on it. She could feel his heat in her mouth, filling it with man meat. As she sucked on the head, her hand was working on the stem, and his balls. She also sucked and licked his testicles for a while. The smell of sex now permeated the air. Adrian was grunting in pleasure.

"I'm going to come," He warned her. She clamped her lips around his cock, taking it deep into her mouth. His warm, salty sperm erupted into her willing mouth, one spry, two, sprays, three sprays, filled her mouth as fast as she could swallow. Adrian gasped, a spent force. Lilly didn't release his pole though until she was sure she had all it could offer. Then they lay back on the bed, and rested a moment, gently caressing each other. They still wanted more, their passion not yet fulfilled. Gradually their strokes grew more intense, as their ardour grew. Lilly took his cock in hand again, and gradually encouraged it back to its full size, whilst Adrian stroked and fingered her still wet tunnel.

When they could no longer resist each other Lilly lay on the bed, her legs apart. Adrian accepted the offer very quickly, and his throbbing cock slid into her cunt. He stroked in and out, slowly at first, then his tempo increasing in response to Lilly's urgent gasps, and the lust he himself felt. Even downstairs, in the state I was in, I could hear the sound of the bed creaking, and the mattress springs doing overtime as he power fucked her. He fucked her hard until she sobbed out another climax; her arms snaked around his neck and pulled him close for a passionate kiss as the shudders ran through her body.

He gave her a moment to recover, and then Adrian stood at the end of the bed, his cock still erect, throbbing, and glistening with Lilly's fluids. When she saw him waiting she knelt on the bed on all fours, and he plunged his prick into her pussy, and grabbed her by the hips, pulling her body back onto him so that he entered deeply. She whimpered in joy, and he carried on giving his full power into her willing loins. Indeed, she started thrusting back in time with his impaling tool. Even though he had spent once already, Adrian could not resist long now, and even though Lilly sensed he was trying to hold himself back she was writhing on his cock as she wanted his jism deep into her. She got her wish as with a loud grunt and sigh Adrian spunked into her. As his sperm hit the wall of her womb it triggered another orgasm for Lilly. She bit the mattress cover in rapture as he flooded her vagina with his thick cream. Again they rested on the bed in a tangle of limbs, enjoying the closeness of the post coital moment.

When he had regained some of his strength Adrian refreshed himself in our en-suite, quickly showering to be fresh for his next work meeting. Whilst he was doing that I found the energy to stagger upstairs.

I entered the bedroom to find Lilly sprawled obscenely on the bed, legs askew, and a smile on her face. Adrian's spunk was seeping from her well-used pussy. I knelt down, and lapped at the salty white goo, savouring it as it slid across my tongue. I burrowed my tongue in deeper, trying to get as much as I could, and enjoying Lilly's stirring as I raised her passion once more. As my mouth covered her nether regions she clamped her tights around my head. I then had little choice but to keep pleasuring her with my tongue, and lips, and savoured the mixture of their fluids. It didn't take Lilly long to climax yet again, with a squirt of her natural lubricant, which I took down my throat. She sighed, and lay on the bed. I covered her in a sheet, and then went back downstairs. As I sat down I heard Adrian leave the en-suite, speak to Lilly. And then he came downstairs to say his good-byes to me, and wish me a speedy recovery. We shook hands, and he left into the wintry sun.

I was sure we would see him again.



My Naughty Wife Ch. 3



Marie and I went to Dunkin Donut for breakfast. It was fun to watch the men noticing her. Since she wore her glasses and was dressed conservatively, she still had the innocent look. Yet when she pulled her coat off, unconsciously pushing her chest out, several men made remarks to each other.

Back at the hotel, I decided to lay off the sex for awhile. We read books, talked a little, and then went shopping. That was more fun for me because I took her to Victoria's Secret and got to hang out in the dressing room while she tried on a blue teddy that I then bought for her.

After a long lunch at a nice restaurant, where I bought her a rose from one of those guys who goes from table to table, we went back to the Governor's Motor Inn.

"Tell me again about last night," I said, and Marie, somewhat reluctantly, did so. This time, when she got to the part about sucking Carl's cock, I interrupted to ask several questions about how it felt to have such a big cock in her mouth, did she enjoy the fact that she was sucking a black man, and how his come tasted.

Marie answered each of the questions, in detail but in an unexcited fashion.

It had been my experience that Marie regained her morals with each sunrise, but could be convinced to lose them at night. So it was a little surprising that as she moved on to talk about him eating her out her voice got a bit louder and she seemed to be getting aroused. I was sure of this when she closed her eyes and described how good it felt, how Carl was an expert at bringing her up close to cumming and then backing off to lick beside her pussy, or dip his tongue into her hole, and then returning to lick and nip at her clit with just the right pressure and movements to get her body shaking again, until she started cumming. And as Marie described this, her hands dropped to her lap and with one of them she began to feel herself through her dress.

When she paused a moment in her narration, I reached out and pushed her skirt up. She opened her eyes and looked at me, lust in them, and smiled when I took her hand and placed it on her panties.

Now she slowly played with herself through her panties as she went on to describe how exciting it was to have him still hard only moments after he came in her mouth, and how big his cock felt as he put it inside her.

"It was so good, damn, it was so good," and she moved her hand a bit more rapidly and was silent for several moments, then continued.

"He really fucked me, Eddie. I meant he just knew how to play a woman. I always thought that a guy with a really big cock probably wouldn't know how to use it like you do, but this guy was soooo good.

"He slid that tool so damn deep into me. I'm telling you, his prick was touching places inside me no man has ever reached."

Again she was silent for a moment while she continued to play with herself, only now she used one hand to pull her panties aside, placed her fingers on the bare pussy and let out a long sigh.

"And you were watching, Eddie, weren't you? Did you see that big black prick pushing me open?

I looked over in the mirror and I could see the muscles in his arms and legs and then I looked up in the mirror over the bed and I could see the muscles in his back moving as he was fucking me." She drew a quick breath and continued. "It was so hot, Eddie, it was so hot. I wanted him to just keep fucking me hard and he wouldn't. He would get me going real good and I could feel my body responding, and then he would slow down and tease me.

"I looked down one time when he was teasing me and I could see that black cock moving into me and pulling almost all the way out and I told him 'fuck me, Carl, don't wait. Pound me, Pound me now!"

And he did, and this time he didn't back off but just kept fucking the goddamn hell out of me and asking me if I wanted his cum inside me and I kept answering 'yes, yes, shoot it, shoot it, shoot it, give me that cum, yes, yes,' and then I went over the edge and my body was doing things on its own, and I goddamn came and came and came and came and came…"

And she gave a little squeal and moved her fingers just a little faster on her clit and came right then.

After Marie calmed down, I lifted her to her feet and kissed her, then laid her on the bed where she curled up, said only one word, "covers," and after I had placed a blanket over her fell asleep.

I put the rose in a glass of water and quietly left. A few miles away was an adult book store with porno booths, and I wanted to check it out. It was reasonably clean, and I could see that two people would easily fit in one booth, and that even three people could fit.

I wasn't sure I would bring Marie to this place that night, but I knew it would be a good place to come sometime soon. I did watch some porno for awhile, and although all alone I was sexually charged from the night before and from Marie's telling of the event and got a nice erection, I decided not to cum there. I wanted Marie.

I needed it, because as much fun as the night before had been, Saturday night required a lot more from me.

It began when I got back to the inn and found Marie dressing. You have to imagine the scene as I walked in. This time the underwear was all white, and she stood with one foot on the bed just fastening the clips on her garter belt to a stocking. She stopped and lifted her head to look at me as I opened the door, and smiled. Marie would never ask for any of the sexual adventures, but she would be aroused when she knew we were headed on one, and although she would usually have no idea of what awaited her, and neither did I, Marie enjoyed every moment of them.

At that moment, her eyes were smoldering and the lush body looked so beautiful and sexy that I simply walked over and kissed her. She responded with more passion that I expected and soon I had her standing before one of the big wall mirrors, one foot raised and placed on a chair, me in front of her with her small, lacy panties pulled aside, my hard cock sliding up into her and back out in a nice rocking rhythm that was almost a gentle fuck, but not quite. We went on like that for a long time, Marie loving it, me watching in the mirror and seeing my own cock disappearing into a wet pussy, much like a good porno movie. I kept fucking her but shortened my strokes so that the head of my prick was all that moved into her. She said "oooh, don't tease" but I knew how much it would help bring her closer to a climax so I kept that little, gentle tease going and reached my head down to suck on a nipple.

Marie looked over in the mirror and sighed and I suddenly drove deep into her. She grunted and began to rock more forcefully against' me and then that pussy began clutching. Her body trembled and, my arms around her, one leg still lifted up on the chair, she trembled and came, a sharp, quick climax that I managed to keep going, crying out to her "don't stop, don't stop" and with a series of sharp thrusts that, timed with her pussy quivering and grabbing, continued for just a bit until she collapsed. I held her and kissed her, then let her sit down on the side of the bed. I had not cum but was close, so I walked over to her and stroked myself. She lifted her head and opened her mouth. That triggered me and the cum roared upward through the stem of my prick and began spurting, leaping across six inches or more to splash into her mouth and on her face.

When the last little spurts came I placed my cock directly into her mouth and let them land on her tongue.

And after I pulled out she licked her lips and, using her fingers, pushed the come on her chin and cheeks into her mouth, savoring every drop. 

Marie then took off every bit of that lovely underwear and insisted on taking another shower. She put all of the same underwear on again except the panties, and donned another pair. She did not mind sticky, dirty sex, but when she started out for an evening she wanted to be fresh.

It was not by accident that I simply skipped eating supper. Marie knew what that meant, but said nothing as we drove into Troy and parked near a "Fine Arts" theater. That meant porno.

It was early, only about 6 P.M., but since it was Saturday, the place already had a good crowd. There were perhaps thirty men there, and one couple.

Marie now wore a white blouse and flowered skirt. The blouse was sheer, but in the dark of the theater one could not see much. I soon solved that. We had not been in the theater for more than ten minutes when I opened the buttons of her blouse and pulled it open. Her white bra was now visible, and in the flickering light reflected from the screen her pink nipples could be seen. But that was not enough for me. I closed her blouse and told her to go to the ladies room, take off the bra, and come back.

She said not a word but rose and moved toward the ladies room. One or two guys said something but she ignored them. One guy sat next to me and asked if he could join us, but I smelled booze on his breath and told him no in no uncertain terms. When Marie came back, the slight sag in those large tits told me she was braless, and when I opened her blouse again this time the bare skin was visible.

I began playing with her exposed tits, using my hands and from time to time sucking on one of them for a few moments. Marie watched the action on the screen and after I was certain her nipples were hard and erect and I sat back and watched, too.

A stud, built very well, was fucking a girl made up to look like a high school cheerleader. The movie would show the guy's dong piercing her vagina, then a medium shot so you could see what looked like the hallway of a real school and the two of them in full view of a couple of other young girls standing and watching, then move to a closeup of the girl's face as she reacted to the fucking she was getting.

My cock had been hard anyway. Now it was uncomfortable in my pants, so I unzipped and took it out. Marie put her hand on it and played with me. Oh how sweet that felt, her soft fingers moving up and down on the erect saber between my legs. I would look over at her and see those big breasts exposed and my cock would jump in her hand. She liked that and would give it a little squeeze and then go on stroking me.

We watched the whole scene like that. The two girls in the movie who were watching lifted their skirts to display that they had no panties on and played with themselves as the guy continued fucking her, eventually turning her around to shot his jism on her breasts.

Marie gave a little "hummm" when that happened, and I moved a hand over and slipped it under her skirt. As the scene shifted to an office where two women sat talking, I moved first one finger and then several under her panties and gently played with her. When I put two fingers into her hole it was wet.

Two men had sat down in the row in front of us. One man started to sit next to Marie but I shook my head and he left. The two in front of us were not looking at the screen, but at her lap, so I whispered to her to lift her skirt up and show them what I was doing. But I wanted her to display more, so I stopped fingering her and tugged at her panties. She understood. Marie lifted her butt off the seat and pulled her panties down. 

"Take them all the way off," I said sharply, and she lifted first one foot and then the other and handed them to me. I stuffed them into a coat pocket and immediately pulled her skirt up. Now her dark full bush and puffy lips were visible. I went back to fingering her.

Marie spread her legs in an almost involuntary response, and then I lifted one of her legs up to rest of the seat in front. The man sitting there took her foot and helped her. She smiled at him and he began rubbing her stocking-encased leg. The man sitting in the seat next to him reached a hand over and, looking at me for approval, placed in on one tit. I nodded and he began rubbing her, grabbing at the mound and playing with it, then placing the nipple between two fingers and rubbing them back and forth.

Marie now had her head back and her eyes closed. She was feeling the hands of three men caressing her at the same time, my fingers doing the most good in the now very wet vagina.

Several more men had moved to seats nearby, or were standing in the aisle, all watching. Some of them had pulled their cocks out and were masturbating. I looked over to my left and saw that the couple, too, were standing in the aisle, this one further away, and he was holding her as they both watching Marie.

"You are the center of attention," I whispered to her. She did not open her eyes but smiled a bit. Then I moved my fingers very strongly inside her and she gasped.

I slowed down again and looked at the screen. The two women were now nude and stretched out on the office floor, eating each other.

The man who was rubbing her leg knew what he was doing. His eyes met mine and I nodded at him. "Can I come sit with you?" He asked. He was obviously not a bum. I could see a sports coat and tie, and his hair was neatly trimmed. I nodded again and motioned my head toward the seat next to Marie.

He stopped playing with her leg and placed it gently on the back of the seat. As he arose and moved toward the aisle, another man moved in to replace him. Marie opened her eyes when she felt a different pair of hands moving much differently on her leg and, seeing a man now moving to sit next to her, said to me "What are you doing?"

"Just relax," I replied. "You know I'll protect you."

She closed her eyes again.

I moved my fingers out of her and lifted them to her mouth to let her taste her own pussy juices. Marie licked them clean. Then I put my hand behind her head and began to show her that I wanted it in my lap. She had to move her leg down from the seat, but soon my cock was in her mouth.

The man sitting now on the other side of her began rubbing her back and the back of her neck. He was gentle and I could see she liked his touch.

When he reached around her and dipped a hand to rub her leg, she just kept sucking me. And when his hand gently opened her legs a little and moved to touch her pussy, she did not object. She did stop sucking me and, still holding my prick in one hand, looked up at me, but I just nodded and saw her open her legs wider so the stranger could have better access.

He fumbled with his pants and somehow got the zipper down enough to take out his cock, which he held and stroked, still leaning over toward Marie so he could play with her pussy.

This went on for at least ten to fifteen minutes. I could feel the excitement in Marie as she continued to suck me and lick my cock. She would lift her mouth and stroke me, her eyes closed and mouth open, silently saying "o" and feeling the fingers working her, but he must have been very gentle and very good because finally she opened her eyes wide and, saying nothing, began to tremble.

He kept her on the edge for several minutes as she just hung on to my cock, her mouth inches from it, her legs trembling and then she convulsed twice and dropped back. Her head feel into my lap and she moaned so quietly I thought no one could hear but me, but I heard the voice of the man who had been fingered her say "Ah, you liked that, huh?"

Marie made no reply but just kept her head resting on my leg, still holding my prick, until she caught her breath. Then she lifted her head slightly and gave my cock three long licks, and sat up.

She turned to look at the man beside her.

"That was lovely," she said to him. He moved to kiss her and she did not turn away. As they kissed deeply he moved his fingers out of Marie and gave her pussy a squeeze. She kissed him harder.

And then, without asking my permission, she said to the stranger: "Sit back. I'm going to give you a present." It was a phrase I had heard her say before, and I knew enough not to interfere, nor did I wish to.

As the stranger sat back in his seat Marie dropped her head and immediately surrounded his prick with her lips and started a very vigorous blow job, her head bobbing up and down for about ten seconds before she lifted her mouth off, licked the head of his cock and then licked all around the head.

I heard the voice of a woman say "Damn, George, she's sucking that guy off!"

I put my hand on her pussy but, without stopping she lifted it away, placing it instead on her leg. So I held her leg as she continued to suck off this guy, now in a more leisurely fashion. I would bet that every man in the theater was now close to us. Marie obviously was thoroughly enjoying sucking this guy, and showing off. He was rubbing her head gently and moving his hips just a little, thrusting up gently to slide his hard member into her mouth as she bobbed up and down on him.

But once she picked up her pace, he was lost. It was probably not two minutes after she went down on him that his body arched up and he silently filled her mouth with come. Marie eagerly took it all, continuing to suck on him until he said faintly "enough, enough" and lifted her head.

She looked him squarely in the eye and swallowed. Everyone there knew she had just swallowed his cum, and several of the men said that out loud.

"You see," said one voice. "She does like it."

The woman's voice replied with some wonderment: "Yes, I guess she does."

Marie sat up and looked toward the screen. Her view was blocked by men standing in the row in front of us. "I can't see," Marie said. I said "Sit down, guys, so the lady can watch the movie," and although it took a couple of minutes soon the porno was again visible.

Marie sat back, not looking at any of the men. Her tits were still exposed, but she had pulled her skirt down. On the screen now a man and woman were in a car. We watched and heard them talking about how much she liked sex, but that her husband would not do it more than once a week, and then only in the dark. Soon she had her skirt pushed up and was playing with herself, and a trucker passed by and honked his horn.

"You've done that," I said, and Marie gave a little laugh.

The stranger was still beside her, and I saw that he was holding her hand, as I was.

The movie continued and soon the couple had stopped at a home and rushed inside, where each was removing their clothing. Next they were giving oral sex to each other and that went on a long time. Marie liked a story, not just fucking, in a movie, and since she had seen the two talking the story line made sense. "I like this," she whispered to me. Then the woman pushed the man down on the floor and sat on his prick. "That looks nice," Marie said, a little louder.

The stranger sitting next to Marie moved his mouth to her right nipple. Marie looked down and raised one hand to stroke his hair and show him she liked it. I watched, then began to do the same thing to the left breast.

Marie's head went back and her eyes closed. I lifted her skirt, but did not place my hand there. It was a clear invitation, her pussy exposed to the men sitting right in front of us. They did not let the chance pass. Two of them reached over. One of them got to her pussy first and began playing with her clit. The other rubbed just above her stocking.

The stranger lifted his head from her tit and kissed her, hard and passionate. Marie moved her hips back and forth and the man in front of her placed a finger up into her pussy. He worked her as I sucked on one breast and the stranger kissed her.

This continued as I worked her nipple with my mouth and squeezed her breast with one hand.

She never stopped kissing the guy and I could see her tongue slipping into and out of his mouth and her hips were moving to work with the guy fingering her. The fourth man seemed content just to rub his hand on her leg.

I saw that Marie now had one hand on the guy's prick and was playing with it as she kissed him. He was hard again.




My Naughty Wife Ch. 3



After long moments of this bliss, Marie stopped kissing the stranger and turned to kiss me. His head went back to her right nipple. I could feel the passion in her kiss and knew she was again very aroused. She had reached the stage were she would do anything, and if an audience was watching so much the better. 

The guy who had been fingered her moved his hand to her leg and let the other guy play with her pussy. Marie felt what was happening and kissed me harder. Then she put her mouth next to my ear and said" "If I don't get fucked I'm going to go crazy."

I pushed her head back down again. My cock was not fully erect, but within seconds she had it rock hard. I looked over at the stranger and nodded. Reaching down he moved the hands of the two guys who had been rubbing and playing with her. Using both hands he shifted her at the hips, turning her ass on the seat so it was easier for him to do what he intended.

Again Marie stopped sucking to look up at me. Thus she was looking into my eyes when the stranger lifted her skirt and slipped his cock right into her pussy from behind. Marie reacted like a bolt of electricity had gone through her. She cried out "Oh, Oh" and closed her eyes, her head jerked back and she pushed her body back to encourage the man now fucking her.

"Oh my god," said the woman's voice again, this time much closer, and I looked up to see her standing right next to me, she and her man having moved down the row of seats. Her hands were at her mouth in a gesture of disbelief. The man she was with reached down and lowered the seat next to me and pushed her down. She sat next to me as he stood behind her, his cock out, stroking it.

"She really likes to fuck," said the man. The woman's voice was high pitched as she replied: "I guess she does. God, look at that."

Everyone around could hear the woman, and so could Marie. Her mouth moved on my cock as her body was shoved forward and then she would move it backward again. The stranger, having come within the last fifteen minutes, was concentrating on giving her a workout, and she was loving every stroke of it.

Then Marie stopped rocking back and forth and lifted her head from my cock. I was sure she was concentrating on making her pussy do wild things, and I knew I was right when the stranger said "Goddamn" and also stopped moving to feel the tightening and untightening of her love muscles around his prick. Marie did not do that for only a squeeze or two. She could keep it up for a very long time, this milking action, and everything was quiet except the couple on the screen, which no one was watching.

Marie was looking directly in my eyes as she did this and then she smiled and put her mouth back down on my cock and began to slide her ass back and forth, her hips moving in a limited kind of rotating motion.

"Can I cum?" the stranger asked. Marie just kept fucking but I was so aroused I answered. "Yes. Give it so her. Shoot your cum in her pussy!"

Now he was holding on to her hips more tightly and sliding his cock into her with a twisting motion. He did not slow down as he came but just kept pounding but he did issue a deep, guttural grunt and jerk each time he shot some of his cum into her.

He was just slowing down when Marie lifted her head from my cock.

"Don't stop. Give me more."

He understood and resumed his strokes and after about six or seven of them Marie reached her climax, saying "yes, yes, yes" so that the crowd around us knew she was getting off. He kept it in her as she drifted down, her head now on my lap, her breathing slowing and I knew the ripples of pleasure were washing across her.

Without saying a word the woman next to me was lifted to her feet. The man with her turned her around and lifted her skirt. She had no panties. With her bent over and holding the arms of the chair, he started fucking her and she said not a word. I put a hand on her arm and she turned to look at me and stared at me throughout the rest of the fuck until her man came in her. Then she turned and sat down in the chair, lifted her legs up and apart, and waited while he dropped to his knees in the tight space and licked his cum out of her.

As he did that she reached over and kissed me on the lips, holding the kiss as the guy, looking up with his eyes and seeing us, continued to lick her out.

Marie looked up, saw what was happening, and smiled. The stranger withdrew his prick and I saw that little look of regret Marie always got when a cock was taken away from her.

I had to walk with Marie to the ladies room, holding her and making certain none of the guys bothered her. Inside the room she used paper to scrub her pussy, reached out to me for her panties and put them on, then washed her face and finally sat down on the toilet.

She closed the door as she peed. "Did you like that? Is that what you wanted?"

"Yes, and you wanted it too."

There was no reply, until she I heard the toilet flush and she came out. She smoothed her skirt and I saw she had put her bra back on and was looking very businesslike.

"I want to go now."

I looked at her. "But I want some more."

"Now," she said sharply.

I knew better than to tell her we were not finished for the evening. I knew Marie could outfuck a dozen men and I was still as horny as a teenage boy on his first date.

I also knew that once she had eaten supper and relaxed, I could get her involved in more action. I just didn't know how much that action was going to test my endurance.

Chapter 4

Dinner was a small meal, each of us having only a salad. But I did order red wine for both of us. I had learned that any inhibitions Marie might have vanished with half a glass of wine. She would fall asleep after one glass, so I drink some of her wine after I finished my glass.

I ordered dessert, and as we eat a chocolate moose Marie smiled at me.

When we had finished and were about to walk out I noticed the restaurant had a lounge. There was no band, but recording music, soft and lush, played. I pulled Marie with me and entered. This time I ordered a scotch for myself and a cola for her.

As we sat and talked about lots of things – but not sex – I held her hand and at once point kissed her cheek. I was feeling warm and romantic, so although no one else was dancing I got up and held out my hand. Marie rose and followed me to the dance floor. 

She was now wearing a lovely blue and green dress made of some thin material, the dress hanging like a painting on her, the hem uneven. It looked as if a Monet painting had been draped across a beautiful woman. And as she swayed and moved in my arms to the music, I held her close and whispered sweet things into her ear.

"How beautiful you look tonight," I said. "I do love you. Very much."

Marie just sighed and crushed herself even closer.

We danced dance after dance until I finally moved us back to our table.

"Let's go," I said.

"Where are we going?"

I told her to the same hotel where we had danced the night before. "They have a real band and I want to do some fast numbers with you."

Marie looked a bit skeptical and for good reason, but, after a quick visit to the ladies room came out to the car and slipped in beside me. I started to kiss her but she started talking before I could.

"A guy tried to pick me up," she said. "He was waiting outside the ladies room and asked me if I could ditch you and come with him."

"Did you want to?"

`"Well, maybe a little," she admitted. "But I'm here with you, aren't I?"

The confession brought a thought to my mind. When we got to the hotel with the band I parked the car and sat there for a moment.

"I want you to go ahead in alone. Sit at the bar and I'll come in in a few minutes and pick you up."

She was reluctant to do that, but I pleaded and explained that it would be very special to me so after expressing some reservation about the idea she did get out and walk into the hotel lobby and I could see her enter the lounge.

I waited at least five minutes. Even that was difficult, but finally I got out and followed her.

In the lounge Marie was sitting at the bar, looking beautiful in that magnificent sheer dress and talking with a distinguished man with graying hair who was sitting next to her.

I sat one seat away on the other side and ordered another scotch. I did not say anything to Marie and she seemed oblivious to the fact that I had entered the lounge.

I could hear them both and heard the man explain that he was traveling on business and normally would be home on a Saturday night but had saved over $800 on his airfare by staying over one more night so was going to fly home to Cleveland the next day.

Marie was enjoying the conversation, but it was in no way risqué. She did not seem to be flirting at all. Suddenly a younger man walked up and interrupted to ask Marie is she would like to dance. She said yes at once, excused herself to the man she had been talking with, and she and the younger guy walked to the dance floor where a dozen other couples were dancing.

The number was a slow one and the guy was a good dancer. Went that number was finished, they stood and waited and when the next number was a fast one they danced that one, too. When it ended he said something, seemingly the only time he had spoken since asking her to dance, but Marie shook her head and they walked back to the bar.

"I should have done that," said the man next to her.

"What?" Marie replied.

"Ask you to dance."

"Well, wait a few minutes and I'd be glad to dance with you."

They continued talking. He ask her name and then told her he was Steve something or other.

After a bit he stood up and Marie did the same. There were two slow numbers in a row and Steve and Marie walked nonstop as they glided across the floor. When the next one was a fast number Steve led her back to their seats, but excused himself to go to the men's room.

While he was gone I moved over a seat and began talking with Marie. To my surprise I saw a glass of wine in front of her, but did not mention it.

I asked if she was having fun and she just asked me the same thing in return. When I said yes she replied "o.k., then." Without asking I took her hand and led her back to the dance floor. We finished the last part of the fast number. Out of breath, I said nothing as I walked her back to the bar where Steve stood waiting. He glared at me but I ignored him and thanked Marie for the dance.

"Pleased, I'm sure," she said, and turning away started chatting again with Steve.

A half hour passed while I listened to them, danced with one other woman but did not get turned on, and then I went outside to smoke my pipe. When I came back Marie and Steve were dancing again, and this time I could see that the wine had affected her. She had her head on his shoulder and was content to let him just move her around the floor.

When they had danced a couple of numbers they walked back to the bar and this time Marie looked directly at me. Her eyes were misty and unfocused. I could tell she was feeling the wine.

After they sat down Steve leaned toward her and kissed her on the cheek. Marie then turned her head toward him and kissed him full on the lips, unaware or uncaring that many people in the room were watching them.

Steve then whispered something to her. She was silent for a moment and then whispered something to him. He was silent for quite a while and then the two exchanged whispers for a couple of minutes. When they finished Marie got up, looked at me and walked toward the hallway where the restrooms were located. Steve remained seated.

After a couple of minutes I moved toward the hallway, looked back to see that Steve was not even noticing me, and cut toward the restrooms. Marie was waiting outside the door.

"O.K.," she said. "He wants` to take me to bed."

I started to say something but she put a finger on my lips.

"Be quiet. I'm going to do it, but I don't want you there, or watching. This one is for me."

She swayed a bit. "I told him I wouldn't go to his room but that he had to take me back to mine. I told him you were away for the weekend."

"Well, I'm not going to stay here all night," I told her.

She was quiet for a moment. "O.K. You stay here for an hour, then drive back to our hotel. But you have to promise not to come upstairs or call the room. You can wait in the lobby and I'll call you when he has gone."

She started to walk away. Then she turned around again and faced me. "You promise?"

I told her yes and she walked back to the lounge.

I quickly walked outside and stood near the door, smoking my pipe. I saw them come out and get in an expensive late model car. Despite her instructions, I got in my car and followed them. I could see Marie sitting close to him, her head on his shoulder. When they reached the Governor's Motor Inn I watched them walk up the stairs and saw his hand rubbing first her back and then her ass.

As much as I wanted to peek, I was afraid Marie would check to make sure I wasn't there like the night before, so I drove slowly back to the lounge and had another scotch. That one really hit me, and soon I was having a great time dancing with two or three women. Either I was drunk or one of them was hitting on me, but I left in less than an hour and returned to the Inn.

I was the only person in the lobby, so I sat at the tiny little bar, this time sipping a beer, and waited. I was beside myself with passion. Somehow imagining Marie fucking another man as I was forced to wait and could not watch was even more exciting that the night before when she had done Carl, the black guy, not knowing I was peering in the window.

My cock was hard and I kept imagining the fucking and sucking they might be doing at that exact moment. It was wrenching not to know, but so damn exciting.

Then, after what seemed like hours, the desk clerk told me my wife was calling me on the phone. He knew she was calling from the room and that I had been sitting in the lobby alone for a long time, but whatever he thought, he said nothing.

"Hello." My voice was slurred.

"I have a pussy full of cumwaiting for you," was all she said, and hung up.

I was racing up the stairs in a flash, the key in my hand. When I opened the door she was alone, stretch out naked on the sheets. And from between her open legs oozed a white, creamy fluid.

"Come eat me, Eddie," she said.

I was on her in a second.



My Naughty Wife: Marie's...



My Naughty Wife: Marie's First Stranger

You just would never, ever think that she could be naughty. My very lovely wife, Marie, looks like a quiet, innocent librarian. Five foot five, pretty doe eyes, brown and shinning, a pert brunette, 120 pounds, a nice figure with D cup breasts that were big, heavy and oh so firm. But especially when wearing glasses, she looked so pure.

But by the time she was thirty, Marie was beginning to discover she loved to show off that body, especially to strangers. Marie was a very submissive woman, deferring to me on any occasion. The perfect little wife: obedient and sexy.

On one very special day, there was a different tone in her voice.

"O.K. Buster," she said almost as soon as we walked into the two room suite in the expensive New York City hotel. "This is the afternoon you're gonna get your fantasy come true." And with that she placed her hands on my chest and pushed me onto the bed.

For a moment I thought she was going to attack me sexually, but Marie stepped back as I recovered and sat up.

"You've been saying for five years you wanted me to fuck another man. Do you think you can really take that?"

My pulse quickened and I felt a stirring in my loins.

"Yes, dear. But you know I want to watch."

Marie walked over to the closet. "You see the slats in this door?"

It took me a few seconds to realize what she meant.

"You can see out if you are in there, but no one can see in," I said.

"That's right." And with that she took a chair from the small desk in the room and placed it in the closet. "I'm going to that fancy lounge downstairs. You wait here and don't leave the room. I will call you," she said, "Maybe."

This was a much more assertive Marie than I was used to, but there was no doubt that I loved what she was planning. And although I might be a dominant husband, now I was ready to play the cuckold. In fact, I was so excited that I couldn't speak. I just nodded.

Marie walked out of the room without another word. She did not even kiss me as she left. Then, for over an hour, I tried to watch television, or read the paper, or look out the window. But my cock was already hard just thinking that I might finally get to see my vixen in action. 

Another half hour passed. I even took out my cock and played with it. I could have come in minutes, but I just stroked it, closing my eyes and trying to picture Marie on her back with a stranger's cock moving in and out of her. Suddenly the phone rang.

"Eddie, are you sure you want this?"

"Yes," I replied, "More than anything."

"Go into the closet and do not make a sound. And promise me, you will not come out until I tell you."

"I promise," I started to say, but the phone went dead before I finished.

Quickly I removed my pants and hung them up, then sat on the chair and closed the door. Was she really going to do it? Was Marie finally going to make my hottest sexual fantasy come true?

The answer came a few minutes later. I heard the key in the door….the door opening…and then a male voice!

"This is nice," said a deep baritone voice. "A sitting room."

There was no reply. I could not see them. Both were in the other room of the suite. I could hear a little. The rustling of clothing being moved. A loud sigh, this one in a voice I recognized. "Ummmm, that's nice." Then I heard the unmistakable sounds of kissing.

"Let's go in the other room," I heard Marie say.

"Sit down on the sofa, first," the male voice said.

"No, I'm more comfortable in the other room," Marie said.

First a shadow fell across the closet door, then another passed by. Peering through the louvered door, I saw Marie pass first, holding a hand behind her and leading a man toward the bed. Her face was flushed and her lipstick smeared. Her blouse was open so that her lacy bra was clearly visible, the twin mounds of her ample tits bouncing as she walked.

She stopped beside the window, turned, and put her arms around the man she had brought to the room, and they kissed again, only this time I could see them.

He was dressed in a business suit. He looked about Marie's age, maybe a couple of years older. He was taller than me, perhaps standing 6 foot two or three, with sandy hair. Even in the business suit, I could see he was the athletic type, and as Marie kissed him…passionately…her hands worked at his jacket, pulling it off his shoulder. He stepped back and let her remove it, and I could see he was well built. The shirt stretched across a muscular back.

Marie took his coat, folded it neatly, and placed in on the desk.

"Take it out, Jack," she said in a husky voice. "I want to see it."

"I hope you won't be disappointed," he said as he unzipped his fly.

Marie gave a soft, lilting laugh. "I've been feeling it for the last half hour. I know how big it is. I want to see it. For starters."

Now it was Jack who gave a chuckle. His hands worked to move his undershorts and then to maneuver a very hard cock out of his pants. When he did, Marie gave a kind of moan and immediately dropped to her knees.

"Feed it to me, Jack. I want to feel you in my mouth." And with that I saw my pretty little wife begin to give a blow job to a man she had not even known until that afternoon.

From the way she did it, it was clear that Marie was aroused. Very aroused. I'm not sure Jack could see it, but one hand was between her legs, pushed up under her skirt so she could massage her pussy as she took the first strange cock into her mouth in over a decade. Her mouth was moving on him with a sudden savage fury. She did not know where she was. I was sure she had forgotten I was in the closet, maybe even forgotten that I existed. And what existed for her was this cock, perhaps seven inches long, not too thick, with a nicely rounded head, circumcised, that she was slobbering over and licking and sucking like it was her last meal.

"Oh, my," Jack said. "Oh, my. Oh, my. God, you do like to suck cock, don't you?"

Marie pulled her head back, a hand still pumping his prick. "Jack, I told you in the elevator, you are the first man other than my husband I've played with since we got married 12 years ago. I'm so excited my juices are running down my legs. My panties are just soaked."

"Then come up her and let me kiss you again," Jack said.

"In a few moments. Please, let me suck this nice cock some more. God, I love it. I feel so wanton and dirty. I love it Jack, please let me suck you."

For a reply Jack smiled and slid his cock toward her lips. He paused with the tip just touching them. "Do you really want this cock?"

Marie's voice was again low and husky. "Yes. Yes. Fuck my mouth. Use it. Really give it to me," and her mouth moved to cover him as he drove it into her mouth. I knew it was going right into her throat, and soon she was gagging.

Jack tried to pull it out so she could breath but Marie was having none of it. She dove her mouth down to his balls, controlling the gagging reflex somewhat and moving her head in small, short movements.

"Oh God, oh god. Oh honey," Jack kept repeating, his hips moving slightly as Marie continued to take him deep in hr throat.. Then he pulled it almost all the way out, only to drive it in again, smoothly, forcefully. Marie moaned her approval.

Then she pulled her head back and licked around the head. I could see his prick swell as she did that. I'd had that mouth on me hundreds of times, and this was just as exciting. No, more so. My own cock was hard and I wanted to stroke it but knew that I did not want to cum too soon.

Marie continued to lick the head, then moved to suck his balls, first one and then the other.

Soon she was back up to lick up and down the hardness of his tool, then to put it in her mouth and hungerly suck it. For minute after minutes she proceeded to worship that cock. The strangeness of a new cock in her mouth excited her and that excitement was clearly passed along to Jack.

Before long, Jack was moving his cock again in and out of her sweet mouth, her tongue licking first the head, then along the sides, and then her lips were clasping it and it was like a wildfire was burning in her. I knew what she wanted, and so did Jack.


"Do want my cum? Say it, say it!"

Marie moaned louder, but never paused. She was in a fever now, wanting this stranger to fill her mouth.

Just as Jack threw his head back and gave a loud guttural roar, Marie jammed her face into his crotch. I saw him buck against her face and knew his sperm was roaring out, shooting into her throat. She kept her face there, plastered against his balls as he emptied them, giving a "ugh, ugh, ugh" with each spurt of cum. Then Marie pulled back and I saw her tongue rim the top of his prick.

"Ummm, Ummm, Ummm," she moaned. She lifted her head off and watched as a smaller mass of white fluid oozed from the tip of his cock, her hand still holding it. Her tongue went out to lick it off and then her lips closed again over the top of his prick. She kept it there until Jack, his legs buckling, fell back on the bed, breathing heavily.

Now, for the first time since they had entered the room, Marie looked over toward the closet. She gave a little smile and licked her lips. Then she winked at me.

I had been holding my cock in my hand, thrilling to the scene of my sweet wife providing a sizzling blowjob, but had refrained from stroking myself. As I saw her lick her lips I moved my hand only slightly, and it was all it took,-- about two light strokes – and I was coming. I was sure Jack would hear my cum hit against the inside of the closet door, but he did not.

When I had recovered I looked again. Jack was still lying back. Marie still on her knees, looking at this fully clothed man, his semi-hard prick jutting out from his open zipper, with a smile on her face.

"Nice?" 

Jack gave a sigh. "Oh yes. Oh my. Yes. Jesus. What a great little cocksucker you are."

Marie gave a little laugh. "Why thank you, sir. I'd curtsy now, but I'm still on my knees."

Jack rose to rest on one elbow. He reached out with a hand and pulled Marie to rest beside him on the bed. Neither spoke for several minutes, but Marie had one hand gentled caressing the tool that had minutes before been spurting cum into her mouth.

Jack flopped back to rest his head on the pillow. Marie now was on one elbow.

"Thank you, sir. That was delicious."

Jack looked up at her.

"I haven't done anything for you yet."

"Oh yes you have. Besides, the afternoon is young. Do you have to go?"

"I should."

Marie gave her most wicked smile.

"Don't." And with that she reached over to kiss him again.

Soon they were locked in a hot embrace, pressed against each other, gently rocking back and forth as their lips, their tongues and their arms explored each other. When they finally came up for air, Jack looked in her eyes.

"What about your husband?"

"I told you. I'm to meet him at a restaurant tonight. He's busy interviewing people and won't come back here. I'm all yours." She paused. "Unless you don't want any more."

Jack replied quickly. 

"Oh yes I do. And with that he kissed her again, this time putting his hand up her rumpled skirt to press it against her pussy.

"My, you are wet."

"I told you so. I'm so hot that if you don't fuck me I'm gonna go back and let that other guy have some. And I mean it!"

Jack said nothing but looked into her eyes again.

"Where is the phone," he asked.

She pointed to a table beside the bed. Jack reached over, picked up the receiver and dialed a number.

"Hello, Carrie. I've got a lead on a new find. I'm going over to Sixth Avenue so I probably won't be back this afternoon."

He was quiet for a few moments, then laughed.

"Yes, you know me all too well."

Again he listened.

"A brunette. Very pretty. Very talented."

This time his pause was longer.

"Not this time, dear. But I'll plan it for next time she is in town. What? Yes, a lovely cheating wife, you're right."

He said goodbye and hung up.

"My secretary. She knows me too well to buy a cover story."

Marie looked a bit alarmed.

"And you told her?"

"Now, now. She has no idea who you are and never will. In fact, I don't even know who you are. Are the things you told me downstairs true?"

"Most of them," Marie said. "I really haven't had another man since I was married and I've been wanting one for months and months."

"Why me," Jack asked. "Every guy in that bar wanted you. And I can assure you I don't have the biggest tool there."

"You were the nicest. Most of the other guys were too pushy. A couple of them were outright rude. Yes, I wanted a man, but I didn't need the kind of things they said."

"Lucky me."

"Lucky us," Marie said.

Jack paused. "You know, this is embarrassing, but I really don't know your name."

"That's because you never asked me. It's Carole."

In the closet, I shook my head. That was a name I had used for Marie the couple of times I had written sexual fantasies for her.

Jack moved over to kiss her again, Mariewas now lying flat on the bed. His hand was again working her cunt and she was moving, undulating to his soft caresses.

"Touch my clit," she said. Apparently he did, because she let out a "ohh" and moved more forcefully against his hand. After a minute or two, just when it seemed like she was climbing toward a climax, she moved and hopped out of bed. As Jack watched, she began to remove her clothes. When the white lacy bra came off and her big breasts did not drop, Jack spoke. "Holy mackerel!" He moved quickly off the bed toward her and took both of her tits in his hands.

"You like?" Marie was beaming, proud to show off her treasurers.

In reply, Jack brought his mouth to first one nipple and began to lick, and then moved to the other one. Marie, even while he licked and sucked on her tits, managed to undo a button on the side of her skirt and let it drop to the floor. Now she stood wearing just panties, lacy, white and soaked through with her own juices.

"Take your clothes off," she said.

Jack stopped and stepped back. Never taking his eyes of Marie he disrobed. When he undid his pants they still hung there, and I was surprised to see that his prick was hard again. He unsnagged his pants and dropped them to the floor, then his shorts. When his socks, shirt and undershirt were gone, Marie whistled.

"So you work out?"

He had a strong, muscular body. His cock stood almost straight out. Marie's tongue was moving across her lips. It seemed not so much as if she was attempting to act sexy as that she was highly aroused by this man and reacting involuntarily. She reached down and slipped the panties off and moved toward Jack. Again they clutched, their mouths locked together, each with one arm around the other, one hand groping between the legs of the other. Marie held his hard prick in her soft hand, moving it back and forth. Jack was squeezing her cunt. As almost inaudible moans escaped from Marie, he slipped a finger between the lips of her pussy and began to move it in and out.

Marie stopped kissing him and rest her head on his shoulder. "Yes," she said just once. And came. 

Her body shook in a pulsating rhythm. Spasms shook her and her mouth dropped open, her eyes closed as she bucked against the probing finger. "Ahhhhhhh," she said, and bucked a couple more times.

"My goodness," she said after a moment or two. "That was something. I've never ever come from being fingered."

She kissed him again, a quick kiss.

"Now, you lovely man, take me. I want your cock inside me."

Jack did not need to be asked twice. In a flash Marie was on her back and he was slipping his cock between the folds of her pussy.

"Oh how sweet," he cried out.

Marie was more blatantly carnal. "Fuck me, Jack. I want you to fuck me."

His body moved back and forth as he glided in and out of her.

"Got you are wet," he said, and pushed forcefully enough into her to get a deep moan from my wife…my wife now on her back with another man's hard member giving her the fucking she had demanded of him.

From my vantage point I could not see her face. But I could see his ass moving up and down, giving her stroke after stroke.

It did not take long for Marie to begin climbing again toward sexual bliss.

"Oh yes," she said. "Do that. Right there. Oh yes. I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum."

And for several minutes those were the last coherent words out of her mouth, but far from the last sounds. Moans, cries, screams issued from my wanton wife. Her body was moving in a sensual rhythm.

I could get a glimpse of his cock from time to time, dipping into her pussy, and I could hear the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, and the unmistakable sound of a hard cock plunging into a wet cunt.

I loved every second of it. My cock was hard again, and I stroked it as I watched Marie lift her legs and wrap them around Jack. He rested on his hands, his upper body raised, and continued to thrust into her.

"Again," Marie gasped. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes."

And then suddenly her tense body released and she flopped back down, her legs still locked around the waist of the man poised over her.

Now it was Jack's turn to ask. "Did you like that?"

Marie could hardly speak. But she managed to gasp out a "oh yes."

After staying still for a few moments, Jack began to move again, slowly.

"Oh no," Marie said. "Oh no." But it already too late. Her highly aroused body answered his call and she began to moan and twist her head back and forth. I could see her face briefly as she swung it from side to side. She was a woman in heat, and nothing she could do was going to stop her from having yet another climax.

It took only a few moments and she was cuming again. This time it must have been a long slow one, because a moan began somewhere deep inside her and continued, increasing in pitch and loudness until she gave an "ugh, ugh, ugh" and bucked against him several times, then dropped back. Her passion spent.

"Now be absolutely still, my dear, let me cum," Jack said.

And with that began to give her a slow fuck.

I saw his balls tighten up against his ass. He was ready to shot it, but somehow was able to hold back as he continued to slowly fuck Marie.

She was looking straight up at him, and her face was blocked by his upper body, but I could hear her.

"Oh yes, god yes. Give it to me. Shoot it in me. I want to feel it. I want your cum. Oh Jack, Jack, fuck me and shoot that lovely cum inside me."

Jack suddenly gave three or four quick strokes and yelled out. "There, you little slut. There it is."

"Oh sweet, sweet, sweet," Marie said over and over.

When he finished pumping into her, Jack collapsed on top of her and just lay there, breathing heavily.

Marie kissed his cheek.

"Oh what a sweet cum," Marie said.

For long minutes they just lay there. I could not believe it. She had done it. Done it for me, true, but she had just received a fucking that provided a lot more enjoyment that even she might have suspected. Certainly it had pleased me. Now I knew for sure that I loved watching my wife having sex with another man. 

I thought they had fallen asleep when Jack slowly rolled off of her.

"Thank you, sweet thing," he said. "That was wonderful."

Marie laughed. "Sweet thing? A couple of minutes ago I was your slut."

"Oh," Jack said. "I'm sorry. I sometimes talk dirty when I'm cumming,"

"Oh no, Jack. I loved it. I've always wanted to be a slut. I loved I when you called me that."

"O.K."

"I love being your slut, Jack. You are a wonderful lover."

Jack did not reply but began to get up from the bed.

I could see Marie's face now and the sudden sharp disappointment showed at once.

"You've got to go?"

Jack stood beside the bed and shook his head.

"I've got to pee. But I'll be back."




My Naughty Wife: Marie's...



Marie smiled, a smile that lit the room like a bright light.

When Jack entered the bathroom and closed the door, Marie was out of the bed like a shot and over to the closet in two steps. She pushed the sliding door open and looked at me, Jack's white fluid rolling down her leg.

"Well, is that what you wanted.," she whispered.

I could only nod.

I was seated and her pussy was almost at the same level as my head. Marie reached out and took my head in one hand, forcefully bringing it to her cunt.

And then my sweet little submissive wife whispered again.

"Then lick that!"

I did, and would have kept it up except that my wife moved away and shut the door. She was back in bed, now with the cover pulled down, when Jack came out of the bathroom, his cock now flaccid.

He crawled into bed beside her and kissed her.

"Are you absolutely sure your husband won't be back and surprise us, Carole?"

Marie smiled. "Jack, I can assure you my husband is no problem."

"Then, my sweet, as you say, the afternoon is young. Now let's talk a bit. I want to know more about you."

"What do you want to know, Jack?"

"Everything. But mostly if I can call you up there in Vermont and come visit you."

To my shock Marie nodded. "Yes, I can work that out. I'd love to have you come there. I won't be able to stay with your overnight, ever. But we can meet."

"And fuck?"

"Most definitely."

"God what a find your are, Carole."

I knew Marie was enjoying the afterglow of a rousing session of sex. Her face glowed, and she looked oh so happy.

"Now lay back, Jack. We've got a lot more time and I want to taste the lovely cock of yours again. I want to get it hard so you can fuck me. Do you want to fuck your little slut again?"

Jack did not bother to reply as Marie's head dropped yet again to suck on his tool. This time I could see it well, from the side, and it did not take long for the soft penis to stiffen and lengthen. Marie looked toward the closet door again, and winked.

I knew then that I was not getting out of that closet for quite some time, and I did not mind a bit.



My Naughty Wife



Once we got ready all the three guys came to us and thanked us and asked us to forgive them if they were harsh. Nimmy said that she enjoyed their fuck and she did not mind their behaviour at all, and infact it was really quite exciting. Hearing to her words the guys became happy and everyone gave passionate and lovely kisses to Nimmy and once again expressed apology for their rough behaviour with her. Later, we bid good bye to them and left the place. Nimmy did not fail to collect her torn clothes as 'souvenir' of her 'rape'.