16 comments/ 94809 views/ 6 favorites My Wife Loves It By: SunrockSin Feeling a jostle in the bed I awoke to an odd red flashing in the room. Turning my head a bit I noticed the clock on the nightstand flashing 12:00, 12:00, 12:00 over and over again. The red flashing gave an eerie feel to the room and I noticed odd shadows flickering off the walls and ceilings as if people were moving about all around me. Yes I could feel it in the bed, motion, a rhythmic motion. I looked over at the mirror and saw what looked like candles, all at different heights, burning at different intensities. Above the candles I could see a reflection, a blonde woman... my wife, yes my wife. I could only see her reflection from about the waist up, but she was bouncing up and down vigorously, her breasts and hair seemed to flounce about, that is until a pair of hands came up, clasped her breasts and squeezed. Sound, yes I heard a strange wet slapping sound the matched the rhythm of my wife's bouncing. I remember that slapping sound, how she sounded when we fucked hard, usually with her on top, but she wasn't on top of me now. I turned my head to the other side and yes, there she was, her incredible ass moving up and down above some guys legs. As she moved up I could just make out his balls beneath her, they glistened in her wetness. My eyes were focusing a bit better, more accustomed to the flashing light. My wife continued bouncing up and down on some guy's cock, occasionally reaching her hand around and running her fingernails over his wet balls. I remembered how that used to feel, whenever she did that to me I'd be coming in seconds. Oh damn, sure enough, this guy was coming too, at least that's the way it looked as he moaned loudly, raised his hips and drove himself into her. Yeah he was coming, but that didn't stop my wife, she kept sliding up and down his shaft, calling out now, "Oh yeah, come on, give it to me. Just a little bit longer." The man's cum ran down his cock as it flowed from my wife's pussy and pooled on his lap and balls. He groaned, as if in agony as he tried to hang on, to keep himself inside my wife, at least until she came. "Fuck," I thought as she came, something she always complained I could never make her do. But she came now, moaning loudly, grinding her pussy on he man under her. After a few minutes of grinding, she leaned back, slid her ass onto the bed and rested back on her elbows. The man she just finished fucking crawled out from under her and another dove in head first, loudly lapping at her sopping wet pussy. Feeling dizzy, I watched her face as it contorted in ecstasy, a look I had never seen. I felt a sharp stinging in my gut as my wife reached her hands down and began running her fingers through the man's hair. Raising her hips, she began fucking this man's face like I've never seen any woman do before. "Fuck," my wife was fucking and being eaten like never before and she was loving it. The pain grew sharper for me and I felt the room starting to spin. I heard a strange gurgling but realized it was the man gasping for breath, nearly drowning in my wife's juices. She cried out again, "Oh I'm coming, yes, yes..." but everything went black for me. Light, red flashing again as I open my eyes. A man is standing on my bed, his legs are spread wide, his balls swinging back and forth banging... banging on my wife's chin as she takes his cock deep into her mouth and then lets it slide back out. She sucks hard on the cock, but is moving her hips too. Wait, she is straddling a man's face, pumping her pussy over it as she slides her mouth up and down on this cock. It seems just a few seconds and the man arches his back as my wife, chokes a bit, spilling some white froth from between her lips before she regains her composure and swallows hard again and again. I watch the man's ball sack tighten as he pumps her mouth full of cum. The pain in me seems a bit duller now, and I can't breathe too well. My wife moves her mouth from the guys cock, strokes it with her hand a bit and then sucks the last droplets of cum from the tip, she then releases him, moving her attention to the man between her legs. "Oh god, I love it, I love it," she moaned. The flashing light seems to fade and I hear a strange ringing while my wife cries, "Oh yes again, yes, yes..." Then there is silence as I look down on the bed. My wife is writhing in orgasmic ecstasy as one man eats her pussy and the other sucks on her nipples. My body has a large red stain on the chest where a knife protrudes. I try to whisper goodbye, but my wife is too busy loving to hear me. My Wife Loves It Ch. 02   Time was once such a fleeting thing and suddenly now it is all so irrelevant. Okay, sure I still understand it as part of the whole cause and effect continuum but once forever becomes a reality a person can finally just relax. I guess being able to relax helped me understand what happened in the last few minutes of my life, as well as the hours that followed. I remembered trying to whisper goodbye to my wife, but she was too involved loving the sensations her body was experiencing with the two men I saw with her. When she later explained to the police that they were raping her I was initially confused, but then when she described them as two black men, instead of the white men they actually were, I realized I needed to look more closely at what happened. I had seen the two men at our house before, they were working with my wife in planning some remodeling. It seemed strange that even though they had been coming by for a number of months, no real renovation work had started. When I asked my wife about it she brushed it off talking about working on the design, selecting colors and awaiting delivery. I probably should have shown a bit more interest in it all, but she seemed so enthusiastic about it all I figured she was happy to take care of all the details. In retrospect I guess I should have been suspicious the two times I found the two shirtless men taking measurements of the walls in our bedroom while my wife showered. I even went as far as ask the men why they were still measuring the second time I walked in on them. Their explanation that to be safe they, "...measured twice and cut once..." I had heard that before on home improvement shows so I thought it sounded logical. I should have paid more attention to her and perhaps she might not have had to do all of this. I knew she wasn't all that attracted to me and the sex was, quite frankly, inept. It wouldn't have surprised me greatly that she was having an affair, but it was the two men that threw me. Anyway, that final day I returned home early from a business trip and walked in on the two men (apparently my wife had run an errand or something, I thought I heard the guys mention scoring some rock or something). They were already naked in the room waiting for her when I walked in. One of them panicked and suddenly there was a knife. While all I can remember after that was waking up on the bed while my wife and the two men did some amazing sexual things, I was able to figure out from what I saw after I died was that she was already on something when she got home. The guys quickly caught up with her and then the drug induced sexual calisthenics took place while I slowly died. As it turns out my wife was a little upset when she finally realized what my body and the blood was all about, but once the guys reminded her of the inheritance she quickly put her mind to a brilliant plan. Once she confirmed that her two friends had not been in trouble with the law before and more importantly didn't have any DNA or fingerprints in the system she simply had them disappear for six months or so while she became the a heartbroken rape victim. The police began an investigation looking for two black men and well, after several colossal bumbles with all the DNA that covered my wife, the bed and the walls they found themselves at their dimwit's end in the case after about five months. I probably should harbor some resentment toward my wife for screwing around on me, perhaps be angry at the men she enjoyed loving so well, but somehow, where I am at now, I simply can be too angry about anything. Mind you, I don't know if you can call this heaven, hell or whatever... actually for some it might be heaven and for other's it might be hell, for me... well I just don't ask any questions. As I mentioned before, time is no longer a factor in things for me and I've discovered that here, after death, we can choose to pursue an infinite collection of interests, including sex. It is amazing for me as suddenly I find myself surrounded by loving wives. Women, who were so loving that they sought sex from more than just their husbands, women who subsequently were caught by those husbands and in one way or another met untimely deaths. Well, for me they were timely deaths because now, all those beautiful, experienced women have all this time to share their gifts with me. Again, I can't say whether this is heaven, hell or something else for everyone, but I certainly enjoy it all. I can spend hours savoring the difference in taste between Melissa here and Angie, right over there. And the way they respond, Melissa will begin to tremble as I move my tongue from deep in her pussy up to her clit. As she runs her fingers through my hair, she will moan, slowly raise her hips and then quickly drop back onto the bed as she comes, covering my face in her tangy wet taste. Angie on the other hand is a bit more forceful, pushing me onto my back and straddling my face. Oh I've spent many an afternoon drinking from her fountain as she brought me back to life time and time again to sip my cum. Orgasms become sunsets as we slip into darkness only to have me arch my back and spurt my cum to sparkle in the sunrise before it splashes onto another loving wife. Yes I have to admit I am happy now surrounded by all these former loving wives.   My Wife Loves My Panties I first met my wife right after my divorce. We were both coming off of a 10 year marriage that just wasn't working. My wife's sex life was so dull she often pretended to be asleep so she didn't have to have sex with her husband. My situation was very different. My wife got pregnant very quickly in our marriage and from that day a fear of pregnancy dominated her. Birth control pills, condoms, nothing made her feel safe, so when I asked for sex she would give me a hand job, nothing more. My wife is a very healthy, athletic lady who carries herself with confidence. She has 36D tits a thin waist and a beautiful, very big, plump, but tight ass that I really love. My favorite thing is to fuck her from behind, either standing or with her on her hands and knees. She favors riding me, so I ask her to do that cowgirl so I can watch her ass pound my cock. When my wife and I first met over 30 years ago she was very eager to fuck. I know this because she has openly told me how much she wanted to fuck me the first day we met. I was apprehensive about getting into a new relationship rebounding from a divorce. Months went by and we became good friends. One day a long picnic turned sexual and things got very hot. Even though it's been over 30 years since that day I remember clearly her wearing very sexy silk burgundy bikini panties and a matching silk and lace bra. She looked so sexy with her washboard stomach and skinny waist with that that big ass. I was shocked how big her nipples were. I could no longer resist and wanted to fuck her. My fear of being too quick after not having sex for the last 10 years was quickly relieved. My first load was quick, but the second and third lasted long enough to satisfy my wife. We were off to a great start sexually. Shortly, after that day our sex became a regular part of our lives each week. We even shopped for panties for her together. My wife always wears something sexy when we go out together. Sometimes we want to fuck and she is wearing cotton panties. On those occasions she will say, "Let me quickly change my panties." Or "Why don't you go pick some pretty panties you want me to wear." I'm not sure where or when it happened, but now whenever we fuck my wife leaves her panties on. She loves the vibrator over her panties. It helps get the intensity of the vibrations exactly right. I love fucking her ass and rubbing her panties. The sight of her bent over the bed with that big ass covered in silk or lace ready to be fucked is so erotic. I love fucking her from behind standing up and watching my cock go in and out of her panties. My love for my wife's panties is just like any other man. They are so sexy and the only idea of panties for a woman is to look hot for her man so the foreplay gets heated up real fast and the fucking follows. I've always looked for sexy men's underwear. I had silk thongs and silk men's underwear from traditional manufacturers. It seems as though all of these underwear manufacturers made the crotch of their underwear thicker and less sexy. As the years passed I always wanted to wear sexy panties like a woman, but I never felt comfortable telling my wife for fear of rejection. My sex is so great with my wife. We communicate what we like to each other. Our evenings out to dinner are full talk about the sex to come. I wanted to wear my own panties, but how could I tell my wife. I read panty stories on literotica.com. I told my wife about stories there where a man wore panties and where a wife actually asked the husband to wear panties. She felt it was weird and said she liked her men masculine. I showed her some Man Panty sites and she wondered why men liked to wear panties. We talked about it and I said, "I like to wear something special when we go our just like you. They make my cock feel real good, too." I bought a couple pairs of panties online. They are silky, but made for men. My wife was not sure, but ended up saying she like the way I look in them. One day I walked out into the kitchen wearing only a pair of my wife's leopard panties with aqua lace trim. She said, "Take those off. I don't like that." At the same time she loves how my balls feel in my man panties. She says I look good and feel good with them on. She asked me to leave them on when I fuck her. The bikini or tanga style panties I own allow me to tuck the panties under my balls which leave my ass covered in panties and my cock exposed for sucking and fucking. As I buy a new pair of panties I immediately wear them to dinner and we fuck in them. After fucking I return the panties to normal position so I get my wife's nectar and drops of my own cum on them. That's our way of initiating both my wife's and my panties. My wife has a special "hat box" where she keeps all of her "fuck me" panties. I usually get to pick what I want her to wear when we go out. A few months ago my wife announced that she had purchased me a special leopard box to store my "fuck me panties". It was the first time she actually used the term panties for me and what I wear. I love that term for what I wear. Last week we went out for Valentines Day. At dinner my wife handed me a gift. I opened it to see a pair of fish net man panties. She said, "Go put these on now. Here' a small garbage bag. Put your underwear in it and throw them in the bathroom garbage. I want you to wear panties from now on." My cock immediately got hard. That night was some real special fucking. My wife comments how good my ass looks in the fishnet thong she bought me. Last night my wife and I left for dinner early. I was wearing black man panties and she was wearing black panties with see through lace in the front and solid silk on her ass. We were on our way to the Jeep dealer. I bought my wife the Jeep Unlimited she had wanted for many years. She is always in a good mood, but today she was very happy As on most days the conversation easily shifted to sex. I reminded her about two literotica.com stories about wives asking husbands to wear panties. One couple had two small kids and extended the husband's business trips once in a while to the weekend. These weekends always involved newly purchased panties and lots of fucking the wife wearing panties. This time the wife showed the husband a pair of sexy black panties and said, "These are for you." He smiled and said, "All of your panties are for me." She said, that's not what I mean as she showed him she was wearing a new black thong. These are for you. Put them on. He was reluctant, but did as he was told with a very hard cock. He said, "I don't want to do this." His wife said, "You brain says no, but our hard cock says yes." He had a big cum in the panties and became a panty husband from that day forward. Another story mimicked what my wife did with the wife giving the husband panties in a gift bag along with a butt plug and lube. She said, "Go put these on and throw your underwear away. You are going to wear panties from now on." He did as he was told and loved it. My wife and I picked up her new car and headed to the Mall to buy a cardigan sweater. She wants to wear a sexy bra under a cardigan sweater with the buttons open so the bra shows just a little. She found a very thin pink one that looks soooo sexy. While she tried it on I saw a white silk blouse that is see through. She loved that and will wear it with jeans. As we left the store we walked to Victoria Secrets. We didn't buy anything, but we saw a very sexy lace bra for her to wear under the white blouse. We'll be back. We go into that Victoria Secrets two or three times a month. As we left the store I was holding my wife's hand and said, "Some day when you let me I'm going to by a pair of panties in there for me and a matching pair for you." She said, "Go ahead. I don't care." My mind was spinning. My wife allowed man panties, but never wanted me to wear female panties. She had just said it was OK. I simply said, "I love you so much" and kissed her cheek. We went to dinner. It was a little early so afterward I said, "Let's go back to VS." She asked why. I told her I wanted to check out the styles I could wear and what style might work for his and her panties. She said, "Not now, maybe next time." I said, "Are you afraid to buy a medium and a large at the store where the ladies know us. They might realize we are buying for both you and me." She indicated she didn't care as long as I didn't say something to embarrass her. She then said, "There's no need to buy new panties. You can just wear some of mine." I got instantly hard. My wife who didn't want me in ladies panties has decided it's OK for me to wear her panties. We arrived home. I set up the candles, incense and music for an enjoyable love session in our bedroom we call the fuck palace. I got my wife's panty hat box and took it to the kitchen. I opened it on the island and was going through it and my wife was actually suggesting panties I should wear. The sexual energy was at its peak for me. I put about ten pairs of her panties in my leopard panty box. I returned to the kitchen wearing an old style pair of silk peach panties that completely covered my cock. They were a stretch silk. My cock was hard and you could clearly see my head, shaft and balls under the panties. I was really hard, as hard as I've been in recent memory. She actually said, "Those panties look nice on you. I like the newer styles that are far more skimpy" My wife played with me in the panties and we moved to the bedroom. The fucking was very intense. It was our third straight day of fucking and at 66 I'm usually not as hard or animalistic on the third day. The sex is usually far more relaxed when we fuck that many days in a row. The panties had me going crazy. My wife tucked the front under my balls and we left them on as she rode me cowgirl. I stood her up and fucked her from behind and I put her on her back on the edge of the bed while I stood up and pounded her. At one point my wife used coco butter on my nipples. I was going crazy. Finally, after over 45 minutes for slow strokes followed by hard pounding strokes with the sounds of my hips hitting her ass I was ready and so was my wife. My wife asked me to cum. I had a very big load which started dripping out of my wife. I released the panties from under my balls so they were back in place. I was wearing my wife's old panties with her nectar and my cum on them. Sex has hit a new peak for us. Whatever we enjoy as a couple is what we do. I love my wife and her panties so much. Thank god for my wife. I am so lucky to have her. I am now her panty husband and am ready for more fucking and panties tonight.