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The New Tattoo Ch. 01

By: markbrownbear



I was waiting in anticipation - she was having a new tattoo done but had refused to tell me where on her gorgeous body it was going to be. I got quick text message saying 'It's done - I'm on my way home.' I was already hard. 

About 20 minutes later I heard the car pull in. I went to the door and saw her getting out of the car a little gingerly. She looked a little sore so I went over to her. 'No looking or touching for today,' she said 'it's too sore.' Damn, I should have known. We went into the house - my hard-on was obvious and she gave me a couple of strokes through my pants. I was almost ready to come there and then. 

We were going on holiday to the sun in four weeks' time - there was apparently a nudist beach there. So I had been on at her for ages to get a new tat and also to see if she'd go nude. She'd agreed to both - I couldn't believe my luck. 

The evening went as usual - dinner cooked, watched a bit of TV - man oh man she was tormenting me. Eventually it was time to go to bed. I was still wondering where she had had the tat done. She already had a tribal scroll on her lower bag which still gave me a hard on every time I saw it. Anytime she was wearing jeans and a crop top and bent over, I could see it. She had an amazing body anyway for a 35 year old but to me, that tattoo just enhanced it - gave people even more reason to look at her amazing ass. And I loved it when people ogled her. So where was the new one - on her breast, side, butt - I had no idea. We went to the bedroom and I got into bed - she went into the bathroom and I heard her going about her usual routine. Then the door opened and she had on a short nighty.

'Come onnnnn!' I growled - 'show me.' 

She slowly lifted the hem of the nighty and there, just beside her landing strip of pubic hair, was a beautiful little flower in purple with stem heading down towards her bald pussy lips. Still swollen around the new marking she looked at me with a smile. 

'Do you like?' 

I sighed. 'Oh baby - it's beautiful,' I replied. 

'It's still very sore but he said it should go down within a few days' she replied. 

'I love it too - it's sooo sexy isn't it?' Her pussy lips looked swollen too. 

'Errr, are you ok?' I asked. 

'Yes babe - I'm just very, very turned on - it was a sexy experience too'. 

Suddenly it dawned on me - she had said 'He.'

'Errr who did it for you?' I asked nervously. 

'A guy called Brad - he was - ummmm - well he was very cute,' she said coyly. 'The girl I'd booked was off sick and Brad was the only person who had some time to do the tattoo. They'd said I could come back on another day but when I met Brad, he was very handsome'. 

My cock was raging now. 

'I hope you don't mind honey but it kind of turned me on the thought of opening my legs for a fella I didn't know.' She looked at me and gulped. 'God it was soooo horny. When I told him where I wanted the tat his eyes nearly popped out of his head'. 

The thought that some guy had spent at least an hour or so around my wife's nether regions - in very close proximity to her beautiful pussy was such a turn on for me. 

She smiled - 'yes honey, I was so horny letting him see my pussy. It tickled like crazy while he was drawing the design. I was squirming all the time but sort of kept my legs closed. I only really had to open them when he got to the stem.' 

I looked closer – the stem didn't really go between her legs so I wasn't sure why she'd have to open them. 

'Brad had just laughed and said he was going to give me a major discount,' my sexy wife added.

I walked up to her and put my hand down towards her pussy. 

'Careful' she said, 'don't touch my tattoo yet - it's still too sore.' 

I put my fingertips on her pussy lips. They were so swollen - my finger just slipped in - she was so wet too.

'Did he touch you at all?' I asked. 

She looked away guiltily. 

'What?' I asked. 

She looked back at me - straight in the eyes. 

'Err, I kind of misbehaved,' she said. 'I was so turned on after he had drawn on the design. Honey, I was going to go off to the loo to bring myself off but I saw he had a huge hard on. He did say that if I couldn't keep still, he could smudge the tattoo. I'd looked at him and laughed and said 'you got problems too Mister!' and pointed to his cock.' She gave me a guilty smile, gulped and then said, 'He turned and locked the door and asked if I'd excuse him – he needed to go off to the toilet. I knew what he was going to do hon – so I kind of took the initiative. I opened my legs and started playing with my clit. I told him he should play with himself too and then we could get on with the tattoo.'

I groaned – my cock was raging now – actually throbbing with my heartbeat. 

She looked at me and smiled. 'You naughty boy – you love this don't you?' 

I nodded. She gave my cock a couple of strokes – I nearly came. 

'Tell me more babe,' I said.

'Well it only took me a couple of minutes and I was on the edge.'

'What about him – what was he doing?' I asked. 

'He had pulled his cock out of his jeans and was playing with it. It was big – like yours baby but the end was purple and so swollen. He looked like he was about to come and was looking around for somewhere to spurt so I grabbed him and put my mouth over him. Oh honey, you should have seen the look on his face. I nearly choked there was so much – he squirted so hard some went on my face and hair but I swallowed the rest.' 

I looked at her face – her hair, her lips – I couldn't believe only a few hours earlier someone had come in her mouth. I kissed the top of her head. I kissed her deeply trying to make out some taste of cum.

My cock was bursting. 

She saw and smiled 'You horny man – you liked it that I was bad didn't you?' 

I gulped and nodded. My cock started jumping in my shorts. She smiled and dropped her hand down. She pulled my shorts down and then slowly started to stroke me. After about three strokes, I came violently - cum erupting across her front - onto her nighty and even some onto her face. 

'You naughty boy,' she said as my sperm dripped off her.

The rest of the week was just a massive shagfest. Every time we had chance, we were at each other. It turned me on so much when I kissed her – that she'd had someone else's cum and cock in her mouth. And of course as the week went on, the tattoo looked better and better. It was no longer sore so I could kiss it and cum on it. She made a point of wearing short T shirts to bed so it was always in view. I was almost obsessed by it – it was truly beautiful – just like her.

We were in the middle of a torrid session when her mobile went off. My cock was in her as she leant over and grabbed it off the bedside table and answered. She turned and looked at me a little embarrassed as she spoke to the caller. 

'Errr yes – it's great thanks. Yes, he loves it. All healed now and no problems at all'. Then a little giggle. I looked at her with enquiring eyes. 'Yes, Brad' she said emphatically. 'I will have to ask him. Will call you back'.

I looked at her. She smiled back – a dirty smile it was too. My cock was still in her after all. 

'That was Brad. He called to see how the tattoo is. I told him you loved it.' 

I started pushing in an out of her again. She groaned. 'God you really love it don't you baby?' 

I just nodded. 

'Brad's asked if he can see it to make sure it's all good. Honey, would that be okay with you? He's asked if he can take me for a drink on Saturday to have a quick look,' she purred. 

I could feel my cock swelling even more. I was so close to cumming. 

'Do you want to go for a drink with him?' I asked. 'Would you show it to him now it's all healed?' 

She just smiled and said 'only if it's ok with you. If it is, I'd love to.'

I exploded inside her. She started cumming as she felt the strength of my spurts into her. I was grunting like an animal as I came. We both came down and calmed a little. My cock came out of her and I watched as a copious amount of cum dribbled from between her beautiful pussy lips. 

'I guess that's a 'yes' then,' she smiled at me. I kissed her and she started to stroke my cock again. 'I'll meet him Saturday night and we'll probably have to go back to his place for him to take a look'. My cock amazingly started to get hard again. 'You bad, bad man,' she said.

Saturday night came round. I'd been out all day – so had she – shopping etc. When I came in, I could hear the shower. I went straight down to the bathroom to say hi just as she was getting out. I noticed she'd had another wax and had just a tiny strip of hair – which just enhanced the wonderful flower tattoo. She still hadn't seen me and as she bent over to dry her legs and feet, I saw her lower back tattoo and noticed her beautiful bulging pussy from behind. I walked up to her and she turned and smiled at me. My hand went down between her lips and she was soaking wet – glistening already. I mentioned this and of course she related it to the shower. I then slipped a finger into her, withdrew it and then tasted her. God she was swollen and horny already – and of course so was I.

She carried on drying herself and looked up at me. 

"I got some new undies today hon – hope that's ok'. 

'For tonight?' I asked. 

'Well it seems a shame not to wear them doesn't it', she replied. I gulped and just nodded, my cock swelling even more.

For the next 20 minutes, I was treated to the show of her putting on her make-up, new semi sheer knickers (through which you could see most of the tattoo) and a low cut bra. She then put on a crop top and some low riding jeans. She looked so horny and good and her lower back tattoo was perfectly on display. She kept teasing me – touching my cock through my shorts.

'You love it that I'm going out with Brad tonight don't you?' she taunted. 

I just nodded again. 

'Err, how far do you think you'll go love?' I asked. 

'Dunno – not sure – I'll have to see how it goes and how horny I'm feeling,' she replied. 

'Huh? I just meant how far will you go with showing him the tattoo? Just through your new undies or pull them to one side? Isn't that why you got them see-through?' I asked. 

'Oh sorry, I thought you were asking if we'd go further than last time ... um yeah, sure, we'll see how it goes.' 

So now my heart was racing. Was she thinking of actually fucking him? Was that what this was all about? Had she bought condoms – she's not on the pill because I've had the snip. With all these unanswered questions, I thought I was almost going to come. Any movement rubbed against me and I was really close. All of a sudden, she got up, looked at her watch and announced it was time to go. I followed her down the hall to the front door, mesmerised as usual by her beautiful swinging ass and gorgeous lower back tattoo wondering if that beautiful pussy was going to get filled with someone else's cock tonight. She tuned and winked at me as she opened the front door. 

'Love you babe. Don't wait up though as I might be late'. 

With that, she gave me a hard kiss on the lips and she was gone.

To be continued

The New Tattoo Ch. 02



I woke with a start and groggily rolled over to look at the clock. The red lit digits showed it was 6am. I stretched my arm across and found her side of the bed was still empty. What had woken me up? I could hear the faint sound of shuffling downstairs and noticed a chink of light under the bedroom door. Slow, weary footsteps on the stairs and the door slowly opened. I lay there with my eyes almost closed in the dark watching her, still breathing heavily to make her think I was asleep. In the dark, it was hard to be sure but her hair seemed to be tousled as she tiptoed across the bedroom towards the bathroom. Was she hiding something from me or just being considerate?

She'd had a new tattoo done recently. A beautiful rose just by her pussy with the stem disappearing into her landing strip. It had been driving me mad with desire since she'd had it done but last night, she'd gone out with the fella that had done the tattoo. He'd wanted to inspect it now it was all healed up so she'd arranged to go out for drinks with him and show him. Just the thought of that had my cock almost bursting but she'd hinted she'd maybe go 'a little further' and this had made me come more than once.

So here she was, back from her 'date' and she looked like it had gone well. She was silhouetted by the bathroom light as she peeled off her jeans. I squinted to see if she still had her panties on and they seemed to be there and intact.

I rolled over and groaned to let her know I was awake. She turned and saw me and as she stepped from the bathroom, I could see the cheeky smile on her beautiful face.

'Hi honey', she crooned, and she swayed her hips sexily as she approached the bed.

'Did you have fun?', I asked. My cock was throbbing as usual.

'Fun?' she questioned, 'Oh yes. But I've been very bad baby -- I think you're gonna be happy with me.'

She was almost at the bedside now with her panty-covered crotch just inches from my face.

'Tell me love, what did you get up to with you friend?' I asked.

'Better than tell you, I'll show you,' she smiled.

With that, with her crotch right by my face, she hooked her fingers into either side of her panties and slowly pulled them down. As she did so, I could see the beautiful tattoo in the half light. She continued to pull them down and there, in all its glory was her beautiful pussy. I could see something almost crusted on the stem of the rose and as the light fell from behind her, I could see her pussy lips were incredibly swollen. I was suddenly overcome with the aroma of sex and reached out to put my hands on her hips. I swivelled her slightly and then I saw it. A small drip of liquid coming from between her lips. It started to run down the inside of her thigh and I scraped my finger along it. As I brought it closer to look, I could smell semen.

'Is this what I think it is?' I asked, my voice quivering.

She just smiled and pushed her crotch towards my face. My tongue automatically came out and I started to lap at her. As I did so, more cum started to drip from her into my mouth. I started tonguing her deeply and she writhed on my face. Somehow, there must have been a pool of cum in her as suddenly, a large amount came out. I couldn't believe I was doing this. Licking another man's cum from my wife's pussy. But I was frantic and my cock felt like it was about to come. She started moaning even more and then rolled me back onto the bed and cut off my supply. She pulled back the sheet to reveal my raging hard on. Pre-cum was dripping from me and she stroked me a couple of times. I thrust up at her had movements and she stopped.

'I want your cum in me, not all over the bed' she admonished. 'I want it mixed with Brad's.'

So there it was. As if I wasn't already sure, she'd come out and said it now. She'd been out and fucked Brad. Been fucking him all night and by the amount of cum in her, had only just finished their last session.

She flicked on the bedside light and then climbed onto the bed. She lifted one leg up and was starting to straddle my crotch now and in the light, I could see how open, swollen and slick she was. I was mesmerised as she lowered her burning hot pussy onto my cock. I couldn't hold on any longer and amazingly, my cock erupted cum all over her before she even touched. The convulsions were so strong it actually hurt.

'Oh you naughty man,' she said. 'What a mess you made. I hope there's some left for me'.

I looked down and my cock was not shrivelling at all. In fact, the end was still just as purple and swollen as it was before. She took the rest of her clothes off and lay down beside me with cum dripping off her and from her. What a wanton slut -- God how I loved her. How many times had I been on at her to do this. And now she had, I was deliriously happy.

We kissed passionately and I was sure I could taste cum in her mouth too. I pulled back and looked her in the eye. She knew what I was thinking and answered before I even needed to ask.

'Yes, honey, he came in my mouth a couple of times and I swallowed it each time'.

As she said this, her hand had wandered down to my cock again which twitched at those words.

'Hee hee,' she said, 'you dirty boy -- you love it don't you?' There was no denying it as my cocked throbbed to her gentle strokes. I put my fingers between her legs and felt the heat of her pussy. Cum was till oozing from her and I gently rubbed her clitoris. She shivered.

'Be really gentle honey, I'm very tender there,' she smiled. 'We used lots of lubricant each time though baby so I wouldn't be too sore for when I got to you. I knew you'd want to play as soon as I got back,' she added.

I was speechless. My slut bride had even been thinking of my needs while fucking her lover. Hang on, though, she just said 'each time', I thought with even more lust.

'How many times did you errr... fuck him?' I asked.

She smiled at me again and started stroking my hard-on with earnest.

'As soon as I got to the hotel, we went straight up to his room. Baby it was so intense. We just tore each other's clothes off. It's like we'd been waiting for this. As soon as we were naked, he made me lie on the bed with my legs open so he could inspect my tattoo. Lying there with my pussy in full view knowing what was to come was too much baby. My lips were already swollen and my clit was throbbing. His cock was massive and hard and I just had to have him there and then. I bent up, grabbed him by the waist and he kind of just fell onto me. His cock slid straight into me and I was so wet, there was no resistance.

We started fucking and went for what seemed like hours. We tried doggy, cowgirl so he could take photos, every which way but honey, when he came it was intense. There was so much cum. We'd laid there for a while and I could just feel it running out of me like a tap. I hope you don't mind that we didn't use a condom but it's kind of the wrong time of the month,' she added.

I looked down and saw my cock was leaking again. The head seemed to be even bigger and she run a finger across the slit.

'You're enjoying this aren't you?' she said with a grin.

'The rest of the night was just a whirlwind. We sucked and fucked, bathed in the hotel room's hot tub. I lost count of how many times I came and how many times he came in me. We just seemed to be so in tune with each other. We did go down to the restaurant quite late on and I sat there in a dress he'd brought for me with no panties on and his cum continually seeping out of me. We lasted around 15 minutes and had to go back to the room to fuck.'

'Does he know you're married? Does he know about me?' I asked.

'Yes, honey. He even fucked my just before I left so I'd be full of his cum for you when I got home,' she replied. 'He knows you've always been fantasising about this sort of thing and is more than happy to help out,' she said with a smirk.

'You've been telling him stuff like that?' I asked with alarm. 'That's private honey.'

So I climbed on top of her and punished her by thrusting my cock deep into her. There was no resistance and I could feel how slippery she was. She squelched as we thrusted together and she started grunting. It was almost animal-like and I could tell she was getting close to coming. He breath quickened and she thrust up and ground her clitoris against me. I seemed to be in even deeper and as I pushed up my arms, I could see between us. He tattoo was thrust upwards and she started bucking as she came. I could hold on no longer and felt myself jetting into her beautiful soaking pussy.

As we lay there exhausted, she started to gently kiss me. She looked into my eyes and said five words which incredibly, started to get me hard again.

'Can I see him again?'



The New Tattoo Ch. 03



I was sitting on the couch when she came in and as soon as I saw her, I knew something was going on. She had a big grin on her face and was positively bristling with excitement. Her body language also gave something away. She seemed to be slinking towards me and as she did, she swayed her hips in an exaggerated way. She dropped down on the couch right next to me, almost seeming out of breath.

"Honey, I've got something to ask you. Please say 'yes', pleeeeease," she said breathlessly to me. "I promise it'll be worth it and I promise I'll make it up to you babe!" she exclaimed. As she did this, her hand settled on my thigh and started towards my crotch.

"I can hardly say 'yes' until you tell me what it is can I love," I replied. "What's the big deal? What's happening?"

"Err, it's Brad, babe. He's asked me to accompany him to a tattoo convention up on the coast. Please say I can go, please honey?" and with that, she moved her hand up a little higher. As much as I resisted, my cock gave me away ... again as it started to swell.

Brad had inked a new tattoo on her around 6 months ago and the beautiful flower was right inside her bikini line. As such, he seemed to have fallen in lust with my wife (well what blue-blooded male wouldn't spending a couple of hours drawing on her pussy?). I loved this and even more so when she had been on a date with him after and spent the night being a very bad girl.

"I'm not sure love," I said.

"Well HE seems quite sure," she said as she rubbed me through my jeans. "Hey, I haven't finished yet. I thought I could go for the two-day conference with Brad and then you could come up and we'd go to the nudist beach if you wanted?" she pouted at me. "How about it? It's a great opportunity and I know how much you want to see me at the nudist beach."

Of course at this suggestion, it seemed all my dark desires were to be realised. I had so wanted to see her on the nudist beach for such a long time. Her new tattoo would draw the eye of everyone to her beautiful pussy and give people a great excuse to take a long hard look at her landing strip and swollen lips. Men brazenly ogling her pussy was another massive turn-on for me. I knew she'd be careless too 'accidentally' opening her legs for anyone who happened to stop by on the beach for a chat or a look.

She seemed to notice my cock was twitching even more and rubbed me a little harder. She then started to unbutton me and my hardness popped out. I saw there was precum on the tip already. Her hand encircled me and her thumb started rubbing the juice over the end.

"So what do you think? Can we do it please?" she said as she continued her gentle rubbing. I groaned as I felt the end of my cock swelling even more. I couldn't believe how this wonderful woman, who I adore and who adores me wanted this so badly. It was this mad desire she had that turned me on so much. We still had a great sex life and were best friends, lovers and life partners. But I just loved the thought of her being a slut from time to time and boy oh boy, did it ever spice things up in the bedroom.

"I really don't know hon. I mean it's a bit different you actually going away with him rather than just on a date," I stammered although my mind was racing already and cock almost cummng. "Is it really something you want to do?" I added.

With that, she dropped her hand from me and stood in front of me. She slowly teased down her skin-tight jeans. There in front of me was the place of my desires. Through her sheer panties, I could see the neat line of pubes and the beautiful tattoo. She slowly drew her panties down and stepped forward so my face was just by her pussy. She took my hand and placed the middle finger on her smooth nether lips. I could feel she was hot, swollen and soaked. I bent the finger and it slipped easily into her, her wetness covering my finger. She let out a groan.

"Does that convince you I want to go?" she purred as she stepped back.

"Ok, ok, I guess so - when is it?" I asked.

"Next week. Thank you, thank you thank you," she said. With that, she stepped forward and pressed her pussy onto my face. An automatic reaction - my tongue came out and I started frantically licking her, tasting her arousal feeling the drips of moisture into my mouth. She started bucking onto my face and I knew she was about to cum. I licked harder grinding my chin into her clitoris and she came all over my face.

A few days went by and the tension grew as she got closer to leaving. She went off and bought new clothes, had her hair done and of course had the landing strip trimmed up. She bought a couple of super-short skirts and dresses and I couldn't help but wonder how Brad was going to enjoy my wife.

Then, two days before she was to leave, she explained she could not have any more sex with me. She explained she wanted to be 'clean and tight' for Brad to enjoy. So those two nights, she allowed me to lick her to orgasm while she blew me. Her beautiful silky smooth pussy lips were so distended and I was so turned on with the thought Brad's cock would be penetrating them in the next day or so. It meant that each time I came, she had to hold my cock away from her as my spurts travelled further than before. And each time she drained my cock, she gave me a sly smile her knowing how much I loved her being a slut.

And so the day finally came. I was quite nervous as she got ready for the flight. I had called her a cab which was on its way almost. I sat on the bed watching her as she put the finishing touches to her make up. Then she took off her robe and looked at the clothes she had laid out on the dresser. Short skirt, crop top exposing her midriff and low heels. I suddenly realised there were no panties.

"Err hon, are you gonna wear any panties?" I asked.

"No. Brad asked me not to wear any the whole time we're there. Is that ok babe?" she pouted back at me.

"I guess it will have to be," I stammered. "What about condoms by the way?"

"I've been to the doc and he's given me some morning-after pills - just in case." she added with a sultry smirk. My mouth went dry. My cock reared. The thought that she might let him cum in her was almost too much. "Brad hates condoms but he did say he'd do his best to not cum in me. Don't worry darling, if he does, I've got the pills," she said.

And with that, she pulled on her clothes and announced she was ready. I pulled her towards me and we kissed. My hand went down between her legs and I felt she was already soaking wet. I realised with a gulp just how easy it had been to access her pussy and therefore just how short that skirt really was. I looked at her pleadingly, wanting a final pleasure with my wife but then we heard the sound of a horn. The taxi was here. Within 2 minutes, she had left - left me with a raging hard on and aching heart.

I awoke with that bad feeling you get when you're disturbed in the middle of the night. At first I wasn't sure what had woken me and then I realised it was my phone - a text message. She'd sent one earlier to say they'd arrived safely and that the hotel was nice. They were going to relax, have a bite to eat and then turn in early.

My sleepy brain tried to calculate the time there - they were two hours behind I thought. I reached for the phone and opened the text. It was a picture - of a huge cock - the end very purple and swollen with pre-cum dribbling down and the eye open. It looked to be at least 8 or 9 inches long and was fat. I could see flesh behind the cock and could see my wife's hand around it tight. This was how I could tell it was a fat cock - as her hand didn't quite make it around the girth. I looked back at the message. 'Brad's cock' was the subject line. No message.

A second text was there already. I eagerly opened this one too. She was placing Brad's cock at the entrance to her pussy. Her lips were swollen and pink and the end of his cock was already coated in her wetness. Her lips were just parted - ready and accepting.

I only had to wait around 20 seconds and another text. I wanted to see this in bigger format so walked over to the laptop and plugged in the phone. I opened the next picture straight to the screen. Now it was there in full size glory. She was fully impaled on his cock. It was as deep as it could go. I could see their juices at the base of his cock. She was clearly soaked. I could see the beautiful rose tattoo too. I couldn't help thinking how far into her that cock was.

There were no other messages for a while so I dragged the other images across to the laptop. I realised I was salivating. Needless to say my cock was dripping like a tap. I resisted the urge to stroke as I knew I would come instantly but did not know how many more photos I might get.

Then another. This time she was raised up off him. His cock was so shiny with her wetness and her lips distended and open. Her hand was gripping the base of him as though she would not dare let go of her prize. I could see more pre-cum oozing out of him, it making a bump in the other juices on him.

Nothing again for a while. I drank some water - waited. Then a photo of her butt with him behind. She was clearly on all fours with Brad buried as deep as he could get. Clearly he was the one holding the phone now. This sort of felt bizarre. Like a porn show and the thought that he was taking photos - for me - was very strange. It seemed he must have liked his new role as three more photos arrived in quick succession. One with his huge member resting between her butt cheeks - there was precum still dripping from him, this time onto her lower back tattoo. The next was a view of her pussy while she was still on all fours. It was so swollen and open. I just wished I could bury my face into her - taste her juices.

The last photo was of her now squatting on him. He was lying on his back and was holding the camera to one side - presumably by his shoulder. I could see his cock inside her and her beautiful line of pubes and tattoo.

My shorts were soaked. I had not expected this wanton display but it was so sexy. So wonderfully horny that my beautiful wife had thought to share this with me. I was so turned on to realise that he had a huge cock and that she clearly loved having it buried in her. I squeezed myself to try and calm down. But my cock would not stop throbbing in time to my heartbeat. I pulled off my boxers and saw that I was swollen beyond belief - purple end just shiny - looking like I was ready to explode. I stroked once then stopped.

Another message arrived. I realised it had been around 10 minutes since the last one. I opened it on the screen. I gazed upon my wife's pussy. Swollen, wet, shiny. Just in the foreground was Brad's cock. And there, all over the rose tattoo, was what looked like a pint of cum. It was starting to dribble down across her landing strip and towards her vaginal lips.

This time, I held my cock, stroked down once and then ejaculated everywhere. It almost hurt it was so hard. I could feel the muscles contract with spurts going everywhere.

There was then one last message - this one a text, not a picture. All it said was 'I love you.'