0 comments/ 31803 views/ 4 favorites My Wife & I By: Joe It all starts out with me coming home from work. Your sitting on the couch in your pj's watching tv eating a bowl of very delicious strawberries as I walk in the door. As I walk in you look up at me with a warm and loving smile that lets me know for sure that I found the right house to walk into. You pj's consist of one of my shirts and some plain, regular panties. I walk into the kitchen to get something to drink and come back to sit on the couch with you. We talk about how our days went and kiss each other while sharing the bowl of strawberries, feeding each other with love and passion. I stare into our eyes and tell you I love you, and you tell me that you know. I smile and tell you that I have a surprise for you. Your eyes get big as I tell you how our evening will unfold. Not sure if you can take it you ask me if I'm sure I wanna do this, and with great certainty I say yes. We indulge each other in a long wet kiss that seems to last forever. After the kiss I lead you into the bathroom where you strip me from head to toe. You sit on the toilet to remove my boxers and when you do my cock springs out at you. I caress your hair and ease my cock into your mouth. You suck me with such love that you don't notice me unbutton the front of the shirt your wearing and it fall to the floor. As you impale my cock your hands wander, tickling my sack every so often, After a short while I tell you that I'm going to cum and you pull it out of your mouth and jack me off until I cum all over your bare breasts. You smile up at me and kiss you and tell you I love you. I turn around and begin to draw the bath water as you get up and take off your panties. I turn around to admire your goddess like body and grab you to pull you near. I start kissing up your leg, to your, breasts then standing behind you, we look into the mirror. Looking into each others eyes through the mirror we can see the lust and love in each others eyes. Each wanting to please the other in the most beautiful ways. As the bath water fills we are interlocked in passionate and blissful kiss that has both our hands wandering. I hear the bath filling up and slide in. The bubbles are thick as you climb in on top of me with my cock nuzzled tight between the cheeks of your beautiful ass. You reach up and turn the water down but not off as I instruct you too. As my cock presses against your ass you feel odd but go with the flow because you know that I wouldn't do anything to hurt you. You lie back on top of me. Our bodies are pressed together tightly as I kiss your neck and slide warm water and my hands all over your breasts and crotch. I knead your breasts with one hand with slowly messaging your clit with the other. As I do this I slide us down so that the warm water can glide over top of your sweet pussy. Slowly I start inserting my finger inside you and grinding my cock into your backside. This bring you to a mind-blowing orgasm as you feel the water, my cock, my hands rubbing your clit and breasts. You cry out as I squeeze your breasts and bite your shoulder. Your orgasm grips you and takes over. You can't control the shaking and squealing your making. After a few minutes you calm down we get out. Your still shaking and barely able to stand so I put you on the toilet and dry your beautiful body off. I kiss your sweet lips and pick you up to carry you into the bedroom...... I bring you in and lay you on the bedroom and move to the closet. As I do this you close your eyes to recover front he previous orgasm that has taken you over. Rummaging through the closet, I pick out an outfit that I want you to wear. I help you into it and stand you up. I've picked out a black bra and matching g-string panties for you. I tell you to wait right there and go back to the closet. I cum back with what looks like four bracelets but none that you have ever seen before. I start to put them on you and you soon realize that they aren't bracelets at all. They're collars, one for each arm and leg. They have rings on them which makes you start to wonder. Then I tell you what's happening. I tell you that you are my slave for the rest of the evening. I tell you that the whole evening is for my pleasure and that you are to do exactly as I say. If not you will be punished accordingly. As you nod your nod understandingly some of your hair falls into your face. I brush it aside and tell you that I love you more than you will ever know. You say it back and I kiss you again. This time forcefully. Snaking my tongue into the depths of your mouth and licking the top of it. You try to pull away but I hold you there.. Finally I let you go. You catch your breath as I tell you that I will be addressed as sir or master throughout the evening. You nod your head again, yet this time I promptly slap you on your left ass cheek. You yelp and say yes sir. I tell you that's much better as I'm headed back to the closet. As I'm digging through the closet you sit on the bed and play with the bracelets. I come back with handcuffs and some chains that almost scare you. As I approach you I ask you if I told you to sit on the bed. You tell me no. I bend down and attach one of the chains between the collars of the anklets. You can only spread your legs like a foot and a half. Then I tell you to turn around so I can put the final collar around your neck. As I do you feel my rock hard cock against your backside and your nipples become hard. I then blindfold you. You are about to say something about it when I spank you on the ass. I take your wrists behind your back and handcuff the rings together so your hands are behind your back. So now your blindfolded and chained and still wondering what's going on when you feel my presence behind you breathing on your neck. I whisper into your ear that it would be wise of you to follow the rules. You say yes sir as I slowly wrap one arm around your waist. Then I forcefully bend you over and tell you to stay like that. As you do I chain your necklace to the chain on your ankles pinning you bent over and blindfolded. Then I begin to spank you. After each slap you whimper. I ask you if you like it and you say yes sir, I want more. So I spank you until your ass is pink. I take off the chain and push you onto the bed. I kiss up your body, from your toes to your ass to your neck. You feel my weight on the bed as I climb up behind you. I settle my cock between your legs and position it at the opening of your love box. I tease you by sliding in a little then taking it out. You beg me to fuck you. Please master, please fuck me. I grab your hair and pull up your head, telling you that I'm going to and that to be patient or I will spank you again. As I push your face back down into the pillow my cock slides al he way into your wet pussy. You scream in ecstasy as I penetrate you. I pull out immediately sensing that your enjoying this. You whimper again and I reach down and squeeze your ass. Hard. You let out a cry of pain but I don't stop squeezing. I tell you that I'm in charge and make you say, yes master your in charge. After that I take the handcuffs off and let you catch your breath. I message your ass cheeks and inner thighs every once in a while tickling your pussy. Keeping you wet as I see fit. I roll you over and kiss you deeply. You taste your sweat on my lips on lick the salt from them. I lick your lips and kiss you on the cheek telling you that your being a good girl. Slowly I pull my body up yours. My cock is waving in front of your face yet you cannot know that because your still blindfolded. I tickle your face with my hair and tell you to open your mouth. As you do I slide my cock into your mouth. You taste your pussy juices all over it and suck it clean. After you have sucked my cock clean I come up my an lower my balls into your mouth. This catches you by surprise at first but then adjust your mouth to accommodate them. You lick them and suck on them like the strawberries we had eaten earlier. You hear my breathing speed up and know I'm about to cum. So I make you stop. I take the chains and chain you up eagle spread on the bed. After I have you chained up I tighten the chains so that you cannot move but just a little bit. Your feeling helpless. Then out of nowhere I attack your pussy with my mouth. I lick all the way up your seam and suck you clit into my mouth. I suck on it with force but not enough to hurt you. Your body writhes but still attached to the chains your try to grind your pussy into my face. I slap your thigh leaving a red mark. You scream at this but get the point. I lick your pussy and suck on your clit until I feel you cum on my tongue. I lap it up and kiss you. You can taste your juices in my mouth and that makes you continue to cum harder. Its not an orgasm yet but building to one. I take the chains off you to give you a break. You enjoy this time as being able to catch your breath and relax a little. Then just a swiftly as I took them off they're back on, but in a different way. I chain your ankles together again, and handcuff your wrists in front of you. I put you on the bed on your hands and knees, and run a chain from your necklace, to your wrists, to the chain between your ankles, pinning your doggy-style. Only this time, your shoulders are on the bed, along with your knees, leaving your rear completely exposed to me and whatever I want. I run my hands up your inner thighs and slap them lightly. I kiss each of your still slightly pink ass cheeks. Then I pull your clit into my mouth from behind and suck on it. Licking up and down from your clit to the small of your back, down the crack of your ass to the slit of your pussy. Wetting the whole thing. It makes you nervous that I'm this close to your ass and there's nothing you can do about it. I slide a finger in your pussy and finger you while I lick around your pussy. As I'm doing this the other hand is messaging your ass and tickling the hole. It sends shivers of delight up your spine yet keeps you guessing. I sit up and jam my solid cock into your wet snatch. I pound you from behind. I love watching the way your ass jiggles every time I slam into you. I dig my fingers into your ass hard and squeeze. You are squealing and moaning as I fuck you. I reach around and take the chains off you so I can pull you up to me. I take one the chains and attach it to the back of the collar around your neck and pull you up to me. I grab your tits and knead them in the rhythm that I am pounding your pussy in. I lie back and fall to the bed with you still riding my cock. Your riding me facing the opposite way. Occasionally I slap you ass and tell you that your a good girl which encourages you more. You turn around to face me as I tell you that I love you. You bend down and kiss me as we both reach our orgasm. My cock throbs in your hot box as I cum deeps inside you. You fall on top of me weary and out of breath. I take off your collars, bracelets, and chains. Holding you I wipe the hair out of your face and kiss you. I tell you that I love you and we fall asleep in each others arms. My Wife and I My wife Mary and I live in a college town with our two small girls. We have been married for almost 12 years. My wife taught school until we started our family. About a year ago my wife began working for a local college's athletic department as a tutor. I constructed a room in our daylight basement for her tutoring work. We had a glass patio door installed so the students can enter the room without going through our house. The basement has a full lavatory adjoining the room and my workshop. Most of her tutoring is done in the evening. We are located about a mile from the college dormitories where most of her students reside. A few months ago I happened to go into the basement bathroom, and I spied a condom, with its reservoir tip full of semen, lying in the toilet. I called my wife down to have a look. Her face reddened, and she turned and hurried upstairs. I didn't know what to think, but Mary soon returned and said that one of her students had brought his girlfriend to his tutoring session a couple nights earlier. She suggested that the couple had sex when she was upstairs putting our girls to bed. It sounded plausible. A week or so later I had some reason to interrupt my wife during a tutoring session. When I walked in to her office she was standing alongside the student, and was rubbing his shaved head. It looked like his hand was under my wife's skirt. I wondered what was going on, but I pretended not to notice their activity. I was anxious to talk to her about something else, but I decided to wait until the student was gone. Her tutoring was always scheduled to end at 9:30. The information I needed from her could not wait, so when I assumed her student had gone I went back down. What a surprise. She and the student were standing in the open doorway. He had his hands around her, and they were in a pretty close embrace. When the student, a big black athlete, saw me he immediately removed his arms and hurriedly walked away. My wife gave me some feeble excuse that the young man was having some problems, and she was just trying to be a mother figure to him. Most of the students walked the short mile from the college dorms to our house. Sometimes in bad weather my wife or I would drive them back. Well, one rainy night my wife drove that same black student back to his dorm. She was gone over a half hour for that short trip, and when she returned she was obviously excited. Her face was red, her hair was mussed up, and she did not even bother to talk to me before she rushed into the bedroom. I wondered whether that black guy had tried to molest her. She did not want to talk about it, but the next day she gave me some feeble excuse about the car stalling. I did not believe a word she said. A couple weeks later I went to a basketball game in a nearby town with some friends. I did not plant to return until after eleven o'clock, but the game had to be canceled. I was back home before ten o'clock. The house was dark, and that was strange. My wife always stayed up until after ten, and her tutoring sessions always ended by 9:30. I walked into the bedroom, but she was not there. Just as I returned to the living room she came rushing up the stairs from her office, wearing her bathrobe, and seemingly out of breath. She said she had been preparing to go to bed when she recalled that she had not locked the patio door after her last student left. She hurried past me to get to our bedroom. In a minute she was in the shower. I was beginning to suspect some hanky-panky. My wife almost always showered in the morning after I left for work. I went down to the basement to look around. More damning, a pair of jockey shorts was lying under a chair. In bed with my wife I tried to feel her pussy, bu she kept her legs tight together and pushed my hands away, claiming to be very tired. Also, she was wearing panties under her nightgown. The only times she did that was during her period, and her period had ended about a week earlier. I did manage to feel her panties afer she was asleep, and I felt a pad inside them. Mary uses a diaphragm for birth control, and as soon as she went into the bathroom in the morning I checked her night-stand. Her diaphragm was not there! I did not say anything to my wife about my discovery, but it sure preyed on my mind. Who had screwed her? I never thought she would have the "hots" for a college boy at least 12 years her junior. For the next couple week I paid more attention to the students she was tutoring. Most of the students were tutored in pairs. Most were also males. I did learn that one super jock always came alone, and usually he was there for more than the usual hour. Mary said that she often wondered how he ever made it through the college door, but he did excel in track and football. He was over six feet tall, very broad-shouldered and muscular. She tutored several of those big guys, but almost always in pairs. My wife talked so much about Eddie that I decided he was the one getting into my private playground. I was sure my hunch was correct after what happened one Saturday. We occasionally hired a college student to do yard work, and Mary told me that morning she had one of her students coming that day to help out in the yard. We needed it, so I gave it no more thought. When I came home from golfing I found her and Eddie eating lunch in the kitchen. She introduced us, and soon thereafter she drove him home. I checked her night stand and found her diaphragm was missing again. Later I found that someone had showered downstairs. My wife did tell me that Eddie had got so dirty that she let him shower downstairs. In my job I had to spend an occasional night out of town. Several days after Eddoe worked in or yard - and undoubtedly on my wife - I was gone overnight. As soon as I returned late the next morning I checked for Mary's diaphragm. It was not in its box, but I suspected that it was in Mary's "box". When I checked again after dinner it was back in the night-stand. I decided to set a trap, and perhaps catch Mary and Eddie having sex. Before I had to make another trip out of town a few weeks later I told Mary that I would spend the night away and take the early morning flight back. Instead I took a flight back so I was home by nine o'clock that same evening. I parked down the street where I could still watch my house. Shortly after I had parked I saw her two students scheduled for that night leave. Then Eddie appeared and went to the front door. No students were allowed in the hose that way. As soon as our bedroom light went on I let myself in the patio door and sneaked into the hallway outside our bedroom. Someone was showering. The bedroom door was closed, so I could see nothing. After the shower stopped I could hear voices, my wife's and a man's, but I could make out very little. I never realized our bed made any noise when we were having sex, but I soon heard the rhythmic sounds of our mattress straining under the heavy load bouncing up and down on it. It did not last too long. I guess he could not last any longer than I did. After the bed noise stopped all was quiet for a while. Then I could hear him talking and my wife giggling and laughing a little. Then the phone rang. I did not think Mary would answer it, but I moved hurriedly around the corner, and just in time. Mary had grabbed her robe and raced out to the phone. I don't know who called, but very soon Mary went back to the bed. And she did not shut the door tightly that time. I was able to push it open a little farther, and just in time to see her big stud go into the bathroom. I was able to hear more of what was said in bed, especially what lover-boy said. I had to admit he knew how to build up a woman's ego. I am sure my wife appreciated such praise about her body and her performance in bed. And she was doing a lot of playing with his sex equipment, and made some remarks about it. I could hear them kissing, and some sucking sounds, too. But soon it was quiet again. But then again I could hear the rhythmic protesting of the bed. And that time it lasted much longer. He rode my Mary for a far longer time than I ever had. I envied his endurance, and wished I could stay in the saddle just half as long as he did that time. My original plan had been to burst in upon them, but as the evening wore on I decided not to make a scene. When her lover used the toilet then began dressing I decided I better leave. I sat in the car and waited until the cuckolder came out and walked toward the college. I had been in the house for over two hours. Since her stud was gone I decided to go on home and tell Mary I had managed to get a flight that got me to the airport right after midnight. I drove back into town and bought myself something to eat and drink before I returned home, arriving about an hour after midnight. I lingered in the kitchen for awhile to give Mary a chance to do anything necessary. I heard the toilet flush and the water running, so she was aware I was home. As soon as she was back in bed I went in and told her the lie about why I was home so unexpectedly. I waited a while before going to bed. No sense in making a scene. The damage was done. Later in bed she pretended to be sleeping. I did not even attempt to explore her pussy. What was the use? I knew it was full of another man's semen. I did feel her panty. Of course she had a napkin in there to catch the semen that was leaking out of her. Instead of showering after breakfast Mary showered while I was still in bed. Her diaphragm was in her night stand, so she had not used it. That did bother me. If she got careless when having sex with me it would not be so bad, but the thought of her having another man's baby - especially a black man's - was a serious matter. I did not have to go to my office that day. Instead I sat around trying to decide what to say to Mary about last night. She tried to avoid me as much as possible, staying close to the girls and bustling around doing housework. We did not talk until the girls were in bed that evening. Since it was Friday she did not have any students to tutor. After the TV news was over I shut off the TV set and turned to Mary. "I think we better have a talk, Mary. You know what about." "Yes, I know," she said, looking straight at me. "I have been a bad girl, and all I can say is that I am sorry. I did not intend for things like this to happen, but they did. I hope you have it in your heart to forgive me for the sake of our family." What could I say? I had expected some lies and excuses, but here she was admitting her guilt. She told me about the first time she had seen Eddie's sex organ, and how it excited her so much. Se knew it was wrong, but she just could not help herself. She became obsessed with the idea of having sex with him. In the following days we talked openly about our sexual problems, and my wife's infidelity. I knew that we were only having sex about once a week, and I thought that suited my wife just fine. She let me know that it was not enough. And she wanted me to pay more attention to her and her sexual needs. We both agreed that I was not doing the job a good husband should do, and I agreed to try harder. I don't think I can satisfy her completely, so I told her she could have occasional sex with her lover, but not more than once a month. And she must always use birth control, either her diaphragm or a condom. I think this acquiescence really pleased her. All in all, I think our marriage has become more solid after this episode. MY SIDE OF THE STORY I have rad my husband's account of my cuckolding relationship with Eddie. Now I want to tell my side of the story. I do regret what I did, but I cannot erase the fond memories of my experiences with Eddie. Eddie had been one of my tutoring subjects for a couple months. He was just another student, anxious and grateful for my help. He was so polite, so ingenuous and so eager to learn. He was twenty years old, and an excellent athlete on the track teams and the football squads. I shall never forget the Saturday that Eddie helped me in the yard. We had hired college students to do yard work for us a few times, always one of my students. My husband was away that day. He seemed to have a habit of being gone when there was work to be done in the yard. That Saturday Eddie worked for about three hours when it began to rain. I told him to stop, but he replied that he did not mind the rain, and that he needed the money. The rainfall became harder, and soon Eddie was soaked. He was not wearing a coat, and I could tell he was cold and shivering. I led him into the basement by the bathroom, and I ordered him to take off his clothes. I told him I would put them in the dryer. I intended for him to remove only his shirt and pants, but he doffed the shirt, undershirt and pants, then turned away and removed his undershorts. He picked up his clothes, then turned and handed them to me. I guess I really stared at his naked body. Even after I grabbed the clothes I think I kept staring. He followed me over to the dryer, and he opened it for me. All the time my eyes were popping out of my head. "I think you better get in the shower," I said, "and I'll go find something for you to put on." He was feebly attempting to cover his private parts with his hands, but that was an impossible job. I found my husband's robe while he was showering, and I waited for him to finish. Suddenly he yelled, "Mrs. Moore, do you have a bigger towel? He opened the door, and was holding a face towel in front of him. We seldom used the basement shower, and there were no bath towels there. I ran upstairs and rushed back with a bath towel. He was still standing with the face towel. He moved that towel away and grabbed the towel I handed him, exposing his genitals to me again. I could not get that young man off my mind. I had all kinds of wild thoughts running through my mind. What a day! Eddie was not shy, and was very forthright and not reticent about sharing his ideas on any subject. We often talked about intimate things we probably should not have discussed. He told me that he had dated a few white girls, but that he never had sex with one. He admitted that he had a compulsion to have sex with a white woman, and that most of his black friends shared that desire. It was probably not nice, but I often teased him about it, and I even gave him advice on how to get his wish. As our discourses became more intimate so did our physical interactions. When he would be studying at the table I would rub his shaved head and upper back. Then one evening it went a little farther. Eddie had a test coming up, and he was worried. That evening we stood at the door when he was leaving and I was giving him words of encouragement. I don't know whether I put my arm around him or he put his arm around me, but we moved closer together, so close I could feel his erect penis pushing against his pants. I pulled away immediately. We held hands for a few moments before I pulled away. Two night later Eddie greeted me at the door. He was a few minutes late. I think I knew why after he came in. He grabbed my hands and pulled me to him. "Thanks to you I passed my biology test," he said so effusively. Then he kissed my forehead as I looked up at him. Then he let go of my hands and said, "Oh, I'm sorry Mrs. Moore. I shouldn't have done that. I assured him that it was all right, and that I was happy for him. When our session was over that evening we stood at the door. Eddie looked at me, then kissed my forehead again. "I am so happy to have you as a teacher," he said. In reply I smiled up at him and said, "You can do better than that, Eddie." He gave me a hesitant look, put his arms around me, and kissed me on the lips. I pulled him toward me and kissed him in return. Our relationship became gradually more intimate. Often when I was rubbing his head he would rub my leg, and even work his hand up almost to my panties. Following our sessions I was always very wet down there. One evening Eddie told me that he finally had a date with a white girl at the college. It was a rainy evening and I drove hm home that night. We sat in my car for quite a while discussing his date, and that evening his hand reached my panties for the first time. He felt me through my panties, and in turn I felt his tumescent penis trying to get out of his pants. It was a dangerous place to do such things, and I cut it off before he went any farther. At our next session he told me that he was not able to get anywhere with his date. He pulled out a packet with 3 condoms and said, "I wasted three dollars buying these expensive condoms. Money down the drain." I honestly can't recall exactly what transpired next, but Eddie mentioned something about never being able to "unload his balls in a white pussy". Somehow I gave him the impression that if he put on one of his condoms I would masturbate him. Anyway, I watched him roll on the condom. I had never seen a man put on a condom, and mo man had ever had sex with me with one. That condom sure had to stretch to cover his turgid organ. I played with his penis for only a minute or two before he pushed me back on the sofa-bed and kissed me while reaching under my dress for my panties. I know he started to remove my panties, but I finished the job. He moved between my legs and I remember he was pushing his penis all around down there trying to find my opening before I finally took his penis and guided it to the proper place. I don't think he had his penis all the way in before he yelled, "Oh, my God!" Then he pushed his turgid penis in farther. I knew that he had his orgasm. He made an attempt to thrust in and out, but he fell out almost immediately. He moved off me and I moved away from him. Eddie was all apologies about his quickness. He gave me some excuses, and I know I did not say much. I have to admit that I was disappointed, but I did not say anything. That ended our tutoring session that evening. It was almost ten o'clock. I would not have dared to do what I did that evening, but my husband was at a basketball game, and I knew he would not be home for another hour. That next Saturday I had a close call because of my activity with Eddie. My husband discovered Eddies's used condom in the toilet. I gave my husband a story about how I suspected that condom got in the toilet. At my next session With Eddie he insisted he had flushed that condom. Apparently they don't go down toilets easily. A couple sessions later - again my husband was at a game - Eddie and I became naughty. I suggested to Eddie that he should masturbate before trying to have sex with a woman, and then if he had sex he could last much longer. Well, before long we were doing some kissing and intimate touching. I know I should have stopped him when he exposed my breasts and began suckling on them, but it felt so good. He had really aroused me, I was very eager to have sex with him. If my husband were home I never would have initiated any activity with Eddie. While Eddie lay on the sofa bed I masturbated him. That was interesting. Although I had been married a dozen years, I had never seen my husband's semen squirting out of his penis. When Eddie told me that he was going to "shoot" I looked intently. His semen spurted straight up about three feet, then dropped on his belly and my hand. I got a hand towel and wiped off my hand and his penis. My husband's penis always softened immediately after we had sex, but Eddie's remained quite firm. I Think we hugged and kissed for about ten minutes before I fondled his penis until it was again standing almost straight up. This time he let me put the condom on. That was much better sex than the first time we had done it. Eddie still did not last as long as I would have liked, but it was still good sex. I liked it very much. My Wife and I My Wife and I We both look down at your chest, my spunk rolling down your right tit still, crossing your nipple, the cooling heat sending the final shiver required to set your body into a tremor of a small orgasm yourself. Without order and question, the desire to be a good slave and to serve me, accepting parts of me into your body encourages you to take the head of my dick in your mouth again, sucking the last, final squirt of hot cum into your mouth, the taste of me and my body fulfilling your body as those small tremors rack your body again, and as you suck on me again you moan, my dick head still in your mouth. "Let me see that cum in your mouth my lovely cock sucker," I say, taking your chin in my hand. Your instantly open your mouth, showing me the white load on your tongue. Satisfied, I release you and your close your lips, swallowing my fluid without question, the thickness coating your throat... Pussy Fuck "Shall I clean up Master?" you ask me, looking up at me with a knowing and satisfied look on your face. "No my mistress, I am not done with you," I answer. My dick was limp, still near your face, and the thought of what more could you do to me to get me off, I had already had two huge orgasms all over your chest and boobs, what else could I want? "You have been a wonderful slave to me, you deserve to be rewarded somehow, in some way." "I live only to serve my master and husband, if your desires are sated, then I am a good wife and I am happy with that." You say, stirrings of deep love and satisfaction for me enter your stomach, happiness overflowing you while enjoying the compliment I just gave you. "I will reward you regardless, it is my desire," I respond, looking to the bed then back at you, "lay on the bed on your back." Standing up, your knees feel relief from the hard floor as you turn and lay on the bed. You realize that as you stand up, there is a large trail of your cum all over the insides of your thighs, and an obvious wet spot on the carpet where you had just been kneeling against the wall. You can't help but feel a little over pleasured at the amount of cum dripping from your thighs and pussy still, knowing that I will see it and be pleased myself at seeing how turned on you were and are. I leave the room and return with a wet towel, and kneel in between your legs with your knees spread comfortable before, now you open them wide for me because you know that I want an easy view of your pussy. With towel in one hand, I lean over and lick a wide swath of your cum from one thigh, "Ahh, I see you have been pleasantly entertained with me using you, good." I begin wiping the cum off of your thighs, cleaning you up, gently rubbing on your pussy to get you bodily fluids off of the surface, but not delving into your warm gash to be too thorough. Once complete I toss the towel to the dirty laundry and begin rubbing your thighs with my hands, kneading the muscles there. I lean forward and begin trailing light kisses up your left leg, climbing all the way up the crevice between you pussy and thigh, and with a hot breath over your flower, stirring it with a warm breeze, I kiss the other cleft in your hips and trail kisses down your left leg. Once back down to the insides of your knees, I hook my arms through your legs and pull you to the edge of the bed, your ass budding around the edge of the bed, your feet flat on the floor, knees bent at a ninety degree angle. I lean forward and kiss your cunt squarely on the clit. Surprised, you let out a gentle moan at the wet sensation I leave behind, the spit evaporating instantly. With the large flat of my tongue, I start at the bottom of your pussy, the tip of my tongue reaching the nether region between your rosebud ass and the blood filled gash of pleasure, and slowly, with excruciating pleasantness, I drag my tongue up and over your entire vagina, pressing my whole face to your hips. A tidal wave of good electricity rocks your body as I lick, your muscles tighten in your back as you resist the urge to press hard to my lips, your hands curling into balls and I hear, "AHHH," seep through your lips. As you sound your alarm, I press harder, dragging slower, the lick I'm giving you becoming very torturous. After what seems a long minute of dragging, I'm passed the half way point, and still licking, but "YES YES YES!" you erupt dropping your head back in pleasure, dipping my tongue inside your glorious cave. Licking the inside of your vagina, and curling my muscle of taste in a tight hook, I scoop it out of you while I continue up and over the top half of your insides. Flattening my tongue I pull it across you clit, sending another wave of immense sensation through your brain. Finally ascending my face off of your cunt, your back relaxes as you lay yourself gently back on the bed. You had no idea how sensitive you were going to be to this, but pressure was already building. It was not going to take much for me to get you to orgasm, and we both knew it. I plunged my face back down to you in a hard movement, my mouth open and tongue hanging out as I plunge deep inside of you, my short substitute member flying furiously in, out and around your open maw of reception. I dance my lips and tiny spear across your inner labia, drawing tiny circles across it in a clockwise fashion. With a flurry of fast blows, I stab and dart at your clit, beating it roughly from side to side with a firm lashing. Your hips buck up pressing you tighter to my face, your lower back tightens to hot steal while it is arched in the air and I'm assaulting your nether regions. You begin grinding my face, my mouth pressed tightly to you, my jaw and teeth providing the surface for you to press yourself against, my assailants of pleasure continuing to work on you. I feel your legs close around my head, your thighs collapsing on my cheeks as your ankles cross behind my, my tongue still flying with speed across your labia and clitoris. I feel you tighten up like a snake on my head and face, a guttural scream emanates from deep within your throat as you toss your head back and feel the warm, spasmodic sensation of you coming, all over my face and tongue, your juices flowing into my mouth freely. While you cum on my, my lips latch onto your dangling clit and suck on it, sucking the blood to the sensitive surface, while my tongue finishes its final solo of taps and swipes across it. Lightning seems to wrack your body as it erupts in a giant flurry of uncontrolled spasms, your brain on fire from the overload as tremors of electricity pass through you. Collapsing on the bed, you lye they unable to move from the sensations remaining on your skin, inside your muscles. I lift my head from between your legs and smile up at you, my eyes playing across you body as your breasts lift and fall from breath. You are unable to do anything but look down at me, not even able to tilt your head in my direction. Your hair is in disarray from the tossing and turning it has taken, but you look all the prettier. Standing up I proceed to the bathroom and clean off my face, come back with a towel and clean you up as well. Your legs still twitch occasionally from the orgasm I have given you, but I can see your eyes falling closed, fighting the urge to sleep. Gently I place my hands under your back and pull the comforter and sheet back, and then I pass it out from under your legs and cover you up to your chest, leaving your breasts exposed in case you were too hot. I crawl in beside you, wrapping my arms around your body in huge cuddle, my head lying just above yours. The last thing you hear from me before you fall into a deep, restful slumber is, "I am not finished with you my wife, we will continue in the morning..." My Wife And I At The Adult Theater My wife and I decided to head to the adult bookstore and theater this past Saturday night. I ask her to dress up sexy so she could tease some of the guys there. She chose a short tight black skirt, red silk blouse, silky thigh high hose; garter, black lace panties, black bra, and 5 inch spike stiletto heels. She fixed her red hair and makeup so that she looked very sexy. She has a very sexy voluptuous body with big breasts and a nice plump rear end that you just want to squeeze. She is 42 but looks in her early 30's. I was hoping for something more than just teasing to happen so I made sure she had lots of her favorite adult beverage. I was also enjoying the view of her legs and took the opportunity to rub them along the way. We arrived and walked in and looked around a bit. I noticed several men looking at her. We paid the admission and went into the theater. This theater has several couches and loveseats for seating; the only empty one was the largest couch in the very front. On the way up I noticed several male/female couples and a few single men also. We sat down and started watching the movie which was featured two men and one woman. I could tell she liked the movie because she did not object when I started rubbing her inner thigh. We had been there about ten minutes when the door opened and another couple came in. I heard a man get up and offer them his loveseat. He then walks up and asks us if we minded him sitting with us because it was a large couch. I looked at her and she just smiled so I knew she liked what she saw. I told we did not mind and he sat down on the other side of her which put her between the two of us men. I sat there just watching for a while till she became comfortable with him being there then I started gently rubbing her legs again. She kept shifting in her seat causing her skirt to ride up her thigh even higher giving him a great view of her stocking tops. The longer we sat the bolder he became in watching her more than the movie. I also got bolder and started rubbing between her legs and spreading them more and more. I then moved to her crotch and before long she started breathing heavy then reached down and pulled her panties to the side. I knew then that it was about to get interesting. She kept looking toward him to see what he was doing. I also noticed he was rubbing his dick through his pants. As I sat there playing with her tits and pussy letting he see everything I also noticed two other men had gotten out of their seats and were standing right behind us also playing with their dicks. After a few more minutes she looked at me and smiled and I knew what she intended to do so I smiled back and nodded a yes at her. She then reached over to him and started rubbing him through his pants. She soon had his cock out and was leaning down sucking him. She then moved to her knees on the floor so that she could suck him better. Shortly after getting on her knees the other men nearby became brave and one got on the floor behind her and started playing with her pussy and then he laid down and slid under her and started eating her. Another man took out his cock and was standing to her left masturbating. After being on her knees on the hard cement floor a while her knees became sore and she said she had to move. She sat back down on the couch between us again and leaned over and said something to her new friend. ( I later found out she ask if he had a rubber and his answer was no) She then lay down with her head in my lap and one leg over the back of the couch and the other in the floor. He removed his pants and got between her legs and she reached down to move her panties out of the way and he slid into her. He started with a nice slow pace but became harder and faster. I could feel her body being shoved up against me with each thrust. I looked down at her face and saw she was near orgasm. His thrusts kept getting harder and harder as her body was shoved against me so much I thought the couch would break soon. He then grabbed her legs and put them up in the air giving everyone in the theater a view of her high heeled feet moving as she was getting fucked hard and fast. I heard a noise behind me and turned around to see two other men standing right there with their dicks out so close that one almost hit me in the face when I turned around. I reached down and played with her tits and held her legs steady while he fucked her and she used my lap as a pillow. After about fifteen minutes his breathing and moans told me that he would soon cum. I expected him to pull out and her to finish him off in her mouth because he was doing her bareback but he did not. He slammed into her as deep as he could and filled her with his cum. When I realized what was happening I bent down and kissed her and whispered to her that I loved her at the same time a man whom we had never saw before and did not even know his name was Cumming in her. When he finished he cleaned himself up a bit and put his pants on and she kissed him and thanked him. He told her "no, Thank You" and then moved to the back of the theater. No sooner than he moved than another man sat down with hopes of being next but I could tell that she was worn out and was ready to go. She told him maybe next time as we got up and left. As we walked back toward the door I could see everyone that was sitting there smiling at us knowing what had just happened. I took her home and had some nice sloppy seconds. I am sure we will be back at the theater very soon because she had as much fun doing it as I did watching.