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A Wife's Fantasy

By: Fielden



This was a story my wife sent to me whilst I was away over an extended period of time. This was her first 'story' which although still a fantasy , is one we might take further one day soon!! The story is 'as written' to me when I was far far away!

Having been away on a trip and not being expected back, you return to find the house in complete darkness apart from the bedroom light. Trying to catch me out and surprise me, you creep in the front door and quietly climb the stairs. You hear voices coming from our room and stop to listen in the darkness of the landing. 

A sudden tingle shoots over your body as you realise what is happening. The door is slightly ajar and peering through the gap, you see the room filled with candles, a smell of perfume fills the air and soft gentle music is playing. Shadows appear on the wall and slowly become locked together. There on the huge bed you see a friend and me! You watch from your secret place to see the two of us gently caressing each other and intimately kissing each other's bodies. Her breasts are lifting as my hand moves down her body and fingers gently part her lips to reveal a moist hole waiting for my fingers. I slide 2 in slowly and she moans with the pleasure. 

I touch myself at the same time and fingers penetrate my hole as well. Both of us are lost in the moment and cry out as we near climax. Your hand has worked its way into your pants and pulling at your ever-hardening cock. Suddenly we hear a noise and both look up to see your reflection in the mirror. She climbs off the bed and opening the door invites you to join us. You now enter the room and sit in the chair beside the bed and ask us to carry on. 

She climbs onto the bed and on top of me, pushing her pussy into my face. My tongue searches and finds her hardening clit and I lick her from back to front. The taste is sweet and she begins to grind herself forward. I catch your eye and see you wanking beside us. My hand reaches out and I take over, gently at first and with each stroke become faster. You pull my hand away and tell me to continue on the bed. I now stand up and she falls to her knees and sinks her face into my soaking wet cunt. The feeling of her hot tongue is almost too much to bear. 

I push her away and look her in the eyes; she instantly knows what I am thinking. We both turn to watch you still wanking very slowly from your corner of the room. We ask you to join us and with a rustle of clothes, stand there naked and hard. As you climb onto the bed, I move aside. Encouraging you, you start to kiss her and force your tongue deep into her mouth. The sight of you kissing someone else is such a turn on. As you carry on, my hand reaches around your body and holds your fantastic cock and pulls at the shaft, drops of cum oozing from your slit. I lean forward and lick each drop from your head and you moan. Still sucking you, you have dropped down her body and your tongue is inches away from her clit. Unable to wait any longer, your face lowers and you begin to lick at her smoothly shaved cunt. Whilst you tongue her, my mouth moves ever faster on your huge cock that is throbbing from the excitement. With one final deep throat you shoot your salty load into my mouth. She is watching every move and pulls my head up to share your cum. We begin to kiss, and the creamy flow is pasted between us. Both licking our lips and wanting more, we swap places. 

This time she pulls your soft cock into her mouth and starts the slow but ever increasing nibbling of your head and balls. They are hot and swollen from your last orgasm. I stand in front of you whilst she continues. This time I pull my lips open for you to see the whole of me. Sliding fingers in one by one, you watch as I begin to move them in further and further. My breathing is becoming faster and my body arches as I begin to feel the tingling through my pussy. You are speechless and just watch as one woman sucks you and the other wanks in front of you. I stop and lie on the bed and ask her to go down on me. The look of pleasure on your face is enough for me to know that you are playing out the fantasy that you have always wanted. She comes up from my mound and pulls out a toy from the bedside table. 

Vibrating quietly, she thrusts the soft shaft into my aching hole and begins to pump it in and out of me. I am cumming and cry out as I let go of my juices and they run down the inside of my thigh. You lean forward and run your tongue along the length of my pussy and lick me dry. This is almost too much now for you and your cock is bursting. You roll me over on the bed and take me, roughly, from behind. Your cock is filling me up and we are almost there. She moves to one side and you tell her to wank. All three of us are cumming and the heat coming from our bodies is powerful. With a final pump and thrust, we all cum in harmony and fall onto the bed panting. 

A Wife's Fantasy



My husband and I have been together for 5 years and married for 2 of those years. For the better part of our relationship, we have always been into swinging or at the very least, talked about it. I had been bi-curious long before I met Doug. Over the past 5 years, he has brought out the best in me. I have always believed that an open mind is a person's best asset! I apply that theory to every aspect of my life, including my fantasies. 

Being a trucker's wife, I am alone more often than not. Admittedly, I practice "self-love" on a regular basis. On the occasions that I do practice, I allow my mind to wander and it almost always ends in a great orgasm. This is one of those fantasies......

I have always tried to take my fantasies to a different level each time. I allow my mind to wander to whatever turns me on. After a while, the same fantasy, while still fun, fails to bring you the level of excitement you seek. It started as a regular masturbation session with me dreaming of my husband plowing into me. It was not enough. I could not seem to reach the orgasm I was seeking. In my mind, I altered the woman in the fantasy to be someone other than me. 

Doug and the mystery woman were sitting on a bed kissing in a very passionate way. His hands were exploring her large breasts. Her hands were unzipping his pants. My pussy began to drip with this simple twist. I allowed my mind to wander further...

He began to undress her as she undressed him. His mouth moved down to her huge breasts. As he cupped them in his hands, he sucked on the already hard nipples. She lay back on the bed and he let his tongue trail down to her pussy. He skipped over that spot between her legs and dropped down to her inner thigh, where he let his tongue trail up her thigh, lightly flicked his tongue over her clit and then back down the other thigh. He stopped for just a second and she let out a soft moan. He placed his hands on both sides of her lips and parted them slightly before putting his mouth over her sweet pussy. She let out a loader moan which let him know he was doing all the right things. He lapped at her pussy, occasionally allowing his lips to close over her clit. He then left her clit and slid his tongue into her sopping, wet hole. As he moved his tongue in and out, her hips began to move in perfect rhythym with his tongue. He pulled his tongue out and moved up to kiss her, allowing her to taste her juices on his mouth and tongue. She moved further back onto the bed and before he went back to lapping at her pussy, he straddled her face and slowly slid his dick into her waiting mouth. She slowly sucked on his shaft and he moaned into her pussy as he licked and sucked her clit. This goes on long enough to for her to climax twice more. 

He pulls his hard dick out of her mouth and moves down to slowly slide into her dripping pussy. She parts her legs to allow him in. He slides the head in slowly at first and pulls back out, sliding more and more in each time. As he teases her, she moans with pleasure. He is telling her she needs to come on his dick. She breathlessly whispers that she will. Her hips move to meet his movements, by now he his giving her his full shaft. His hands on her lovely breasts, alternately pinching each nipple. Her moans get louder, he knows she is about to come. He slows into a rythym that is hard yet steady. She screams as she comes on his dick. He turns her over and orders her on her knees. He slides his dick into her come soaked hole, and begins to fuck her hard. As he slams his dick into her, she moans louder than before and his balls slap her clit. He is about to come. He tells her to roll over. He rips his condom off and she takes his dick into her mouth. He puts his hands in her hair to pull as she sucks. She sucks him hard and fast. His back arches, he lets out a moan and shoots his load into her mouth. Swallowing all of it, she smiles. He pushes her back onto the bed and moves back between her legs. He slowly circles her clit with his tongue. He wants her to come again. It does not take long, her hips gyrating in slow circles, her hands in his hair. Her moans are loud and quick, she comes on his face, this time squirting down his chin. He gets up and kisses her slow and deep, circling her tongue with his. She can taste her juices on his tongue. She licks his chin, lapping at her own come. Just as she finishes, I come hard, squirting my own juices onto the bed. 

Fantasy land.....oh, what a place!



A Wife's Fantasy



This is written for a fan, M.

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Fantasy, an imagined event or sequence of mental images usually fulfilling a wish.

I am sure that we all fantasize at some point in our lives but how many of us can admit to our deepest, darkest desires? 

I consider myself a happily married woman with a loving husband. We have a good physical relationship but from time to time I like to indulge myself and think what it would be like if things were a little, well, different. 

My life is enriched by reading and my imagination is stimulated particularly by erotic literature. 

When I read about other people's sexual escapades I find my own fantasies are fuelled and I immerse myself in to the world created by the writer....... 

It's a quiet evening and I am enjoying some "me time". Sat in my usual comfy place I am reading a story about a woman very much like me, with a conventional life and perhaps a lack of adventure. She is married to a man who makes her happy but who she thinks is not as willing as she is to explore a wider world of sensual and sexual experience. 

The story begins with Mandy on a car journey with her husband. It's a hot and sunny day. The sky is so blue that it is almost too bright to look at and there are only a few white clouds dotted about. Mandy is in the passenger seat and her husband is driving. She has her window down and is enjoying the breeze blowing through the car. It makes her exposed skin tingle; the skin on her arms, her neck and her cheeks feels like it is being kissed by a thousand little mouths. 

A patchwork of fields flies by as Mandy looks out of the car, now golden corn fields, now meadows of grass rippled by waves that run across the green blades and make it look like an emerald ocean as the wind plays over its surface. 

I close my eyes and imagine sitting there, where Mandy is sitting; the heat of the day being kept at bay by the cooling breeze generated by the car's rapid motion. 

I read on as Mandy relaxes and sinks lower in her seat. She allows her eyelids to droop a little and recalls the conversation with her husband before they set off on this journey. 

"Where are we going Joe?" she asked. 

"To see and old buddy of mine, Frank. He's had a rough time of it recently as his wife's walked out on him. He needs cheering up," Joe responded. 

"I've seen Frank in your old high school photos haven't I?" 

"Yeah, he was a real fanatic about his sport. Can't believe he was blessed with a brain to match his brawn," Joe confirmed. 

Recalling the conversation Mandy now recalls the photos of Frank. He must have been nineteen or twenty in most of them and he was a real hunk. As she sinks a little lower in to her seat and her eyes close a little tighter a vision of Frank begins to form in her mind. She begins to drift in a state between wakefulness and sleep and suddenly she is kissing someone. A tongue is exploring her mouth and she is returning the favor. Strong arms are embracing her and hands are moving down her back and then grasping her bottom, pulling her closer to the firm body which is embracing her. She is too close to see who is kissing her, but she knows it isn't Joe and she feels a tinge of guilt. 

I again let my own eyes shut and think what it would be like to be held by someone else. How would it feel? How different would it be from my husband's reassuring embrace? And what would it be like to feel my lips meet another man's lips? Would I be so overcome with guilt that I would pull away, tell him, "I can't do this," and run? 

Returning to the story Mandy is jarred from the imagined embrace by a bump in the road. She opens her eyes and looks across at Joe. She really loves him and agreed to make this trip with him as she knew he would be happy from making his best buddy happy and she wanted to support him in that quest, guessing he would be glad of her company on the long drive out to Frank's cabin in the country. She could always make herself scarce when they arrived so the boys could drink beer, perhaps go hunting and bond in that way that so many thirty-something's loved to in adversity. 

Joe had described the cabin as "a little more luxurious than a loggers shack, with all mod cons, a couple of bedrooms and set in the middle of a forest where your only neighbors are the little woodland critters"; it sounded idyllic and Mandy thought she could explore the surrounding forest and perhaps get some quality time of her own to read and relax. 

The sun is now past its highest point in the sky and the afternoon light changes so the colors of the countryside are less vibrant. As the road begins to head upwards in to higher ground the vast agricultural land gives way to large swathes of pine trees interspersed with streams glinting silver as the sun catches there cool waters. 

Mandy can feel a change in the air and her short, sleeveless dress seems a little inappropriate as the temperature starts to drop. Little goose bumps form on her arms and she can feel the air pinch at her nipples which are starting to firm up as if aroused by unseen fingers that twist and tug them to stiff peaks. 

Putting the window up Mandy reaches in to the back of the car and puts a pullover on. Ok, it doesn't really go with her dress, but practicality wins over fashion today. 

Joe looks over to his wife, "Not too long now darling," he reassures her and the car speeds on. 

The shadows are now quite long outside and day is turning to dusk. The car headlights are on and pick out the road ahead as what daylight is left is blocked off by the surrounding pines and high ground. Suddenly Joe slows the car and takes a hard left turn on to a forest track. Mandy puts her window down again as the car begins to bump along the unlit track and she takes in a deep breath, smelling the strong sent of the pine. The air is cool and heavy with pine sap and it cleanses and reinvigorates her tied body. 

I stop reading and imagine being in the forest myself and I take a deep breath. I can almost smell the pine trees and recall trips I'd enjoyed in to such places; the calm peace and quiet interrupted only occasionally by birdsong or the call of some other woodland creature. 

I read on and the forest track descends for a few minutes then begins to level out and Mandy gets a glimpse of Frank's place. Joe didn't do it justice as it really is stunning, constructed of large logs, two storey and some size. 

As the car pulls up near the front door a ray of light breaks the semi darkness as the door is opened and Joe and Mandy hop out of the car and stretch their aching limbs. 

A tall man, perhaps six foot two, appears in the doorway and Mandy guesses this is Frank. He comes towards them and Joe strides forward, a little shorter at just under six feet, and grabs his buddy in a bear hug. The two men laugh and have a little mock wrestle. 

When they break apart Joe introduces Mandy, "Frank, this is my wife, Mandy. Mandy, this is Frank." 

Mandy steps forward and extends her hand which Frank takes and shakes warmly, his grip firm but careful. 

"Come in you two, you must be cold and tired after that long drive. I've cooked and have some good white wine chilling and some good red open and breathing. I wasn't sure what Mandy would like." 

Following Frank and Joe in to the cabin Mandy had to stifle a gasp once inside. It was spacious and tastefully decorated, resembling a hunting cabin.

A large white fur rug covered the floor in front of an open fire in the main ground floor room which was an open plan living and dining room, a rustic looking dining table being located at the far end of the room next to French doors which opened on to a small, well kept lawn. 

After a hearty meal, a couple of bottles of good wine and a whole lot of catching up, Frank shows Joe and Mandy their room. It's late now and Mandy decides to turn in for the night. Joe returns to the living room with Frank to drink more wine and catch up a little further. 

Feeling fatigued from the trip and tired from the wine Mandy decides to have a shower. The bedroom is equipped with its own small shower room. She pulls off her sweater and then slides the zip down the back of her dress before kicking her shoes off. Wearing just her panties and bra she goes in to the shower room and turns the shower on. Returning to the bedroom she slips off her bra and panties and notices herself in a large dressing mirror in one corner of the room. 

She admires her own figure, her breasts which at 35 shows little sag, not too big and topped with nipples that react quickly to the touch of her husband. Her eyes sink lower, over her stomach and to the close cropped patch of hair neatly trimmed above her vagina. Lower she can see the outline of her lips and then down her shapely legs. A final glance at her firm bottom and she is happy with what she sees. 

Again I have to stop reading. I consider myself straight but can't help wondering what it would be like to be with another woman. How would it feel to kiss her? What would it be like to stroke and caress her breasts and have her return the favor? Would I dare kiss her pussy and let my tongue slip inside her as my own lips are parted and a darting tongue plays over my clitoris? 

I can't help but start to massage my own breasts as I am distracted from the story. Closing my eyes I imagine being in that cabin, in that room with Mandy. I am standing with my back to her, naked myself, and she steps towards me so that I feel her already erect nipples gently brush my back. 

As I breath in I can smell her perfume and as I close my eyes in anticipation her arms pass mine and she places her hands on my breasts, cupping each and gently squeezing before allowing the forefinger and thumb of each of her hands to tease my own nipples to erection. 

I sigh at the experience and can feel the heat of her naked skin against my own. 

As I imagine this I let my own hands fall to my lap and then move between my legs. 

The vision in my head now has Mandy's hands moving down my body, sliding down my sides, on to my hips and then inwards until the fingers of each hand meet on my vagina. This is the first time I have been touched intimately by a woman and her touch is amazingly gentle, but assured and she seems to know exactly where to touch to illicit the best response. 

My skin tingles beneath her fingers and as she begins to part my lips I know I am already wet inside in anticipation. 

Back in the real world I let my own exploring go a little further and once I have parted my lips I allow myself the pleasure of one finger probing in to me as I imagine Mandy doing the same. As she pushes a finger deep in to me I sigh and my pleasure is heightened as she finds my clit and begins gently to rub it. 

A flush of heat runs through my body and momentarily brings me back to reality. I am worked up and feel the need to pleasure myself some more so I adjust my position so I can lay back and get another finger in to myself and begin to gently masturbate. 

As I do this I close my eyes again so that I am transported back to the cabin. I am now lying on the bed on my back and Mandy is laid on top of me. Our lips meet and after a long, deep kiss she moves down my body, kissing my breasts and using her teeth and lips to pull my nipples to stiffer peaks. 

I then feel her tongue run down between my breasts and then downwards over my stomach and towards my waiting vagina where my lips are already parted and I am wet from the earlier attention. 

My body aches in anticipation of her tongue making contact with my clit and it seems an eternity waiting for her to complete her journey. 

Finally her head stops. My legs are open and I use my own fingers to spread myself to allow Mandy to probe me. She does this expertly, starting with an exploration of my outer lips before planting small kisses on my clit which she also nibbles gently. I am really wet now and she laps at me before pushing her tongue in to me, making it as stiff as she can. 

I am beginning to writhe on the bed as I can feel myself building towards an orgasm and my pleasure is heightened as Mandy begins to rub my clit whilst licking me out with deep hard strokes of her tongue. I gently entwine my fingers in her hair as she does this and then I feel her tongue leave me and slide further down. 

To my surprise Mandy begins licking below my vagina and the sensation makes me shudder as I have never been touched there by anyone else. 

Interrupting my fantasy for a second I allow my own fingers to explore further south and again drift back in to the cabin where I am now raising my hips so that Mandy can lick my virgin passage. 

The feeling as her tongue brushes over the entrance to my anus for the first time makes me nearly pass out. 

To aid my fantasy I moisten my own fingers and then slip back out of reality as Mandy continues to lick me in that most intimate place. 

I am now wet in both holes and Mandy expertly begins to masturbate me with one hand whilst gently using her forefinger of her free hand to stroke my bottom. I can sense she is getting closer and closer to the one place I want her to touch me and my whole body aches whilst I await penetration. 

Building towards orgasm in both worlds Mandy lets her forefinger rest on the entrance to my anus. I do the same in the real world and I am almost ready to climax as the finger gently, but firmly pushes past the barrier with the outside world. 

Just the feeling of the finger inside me is enough to push me over the edge and I tense, my body straining for the relief of my climax. The thought of being with another woman and being penetrated by her in such a way sends waves of energy surging through me and the efforts of my masturbation lead me in to long orgasm which leaves me breathless and panting. 

I put down my reading for a little while, wondering what is going to happen to Mandy and whether I would like to be in her shoes.......... 

After showering Mandy carefully dries herself and feels refreshed, though still tired. Once dry she slips under the heavy duvet on the large double bed, deciding against wearing anything despite being a guest. She feels quite secure in the knowledge her host is one of her husband's closest friends whom she can trust to conduct himself correctly. He would no doubt not enter their room without knocking first and she very much doubted whether he would even do this unless it was to extend some essential courtesy that he hadn't already exercised.

Feeling sleepy now she snuggles down beneath the duvet and soon drifts off in to a restful and rather deep sleep.

She is awakened by a kiss to the back of her neck. Still drowsy, she assumes Joe has given up drinking and come to bed and she begins to drift back off to sleep.

Lying on her left side with her back to the middle of the bed she is disturbed again as an arm comes over her shoulder. A hand is placed on her right breast and she feels like she is being pulled backwards. 

"Not now Joe," she mutters sleepily, "I was asleep and plan to be that way again soon." 

But the pressure doesn't ease up and she can now feel the heat of another body behind her and then the tell tale poke of an erect penis on her bottom. 

"Joe, no. I am tired and want to sleep. Wait until morning." 

To her surprise she is pulled further and the erect penis passes between her legs and is soon at the entrance to her pussy. It is very hard and despite her tiredness she finds it difficult to resist and so adjusts her body so that her lips part and penetration can happen smoothly. 

A second arm comes under the left side of her body and pulls her back a little further and Mandy sighs as she is impaled on her lover's shaft. Pleasure ripples through her body as she feels stretched and guesses this is due to the fact Joe has just entered her without foreplay and she is relatively unprepared. This just heightens the sensation and she yearns for the cock to be withdrawn a little and then thrust back in a little harder. 

As if her mind has been read she can feel the cock start to be pulled back a little and she is surprised as she did not think it had come all the way in. Her surprise is amplified on the second thrust as she has never known Joe feel so big inside her and this time the thrust goes a little deeper and she feels a momentary panic as if there must be something wrong as she feels too tight and doesn't know if she can take him all without feeling some pain. 

Her fears subside as he pulls back again but she has to stifle a scream on his next thrust as she feels like she has been impaled on something bigger than she has ever had inside her before and she instinctively put a hand behind her back and reached out to try and stop the thrust going any deeper. 

"Joe, stop, that's a little uncomfortable!" 

No response comes back and instead she can feel the erect tool withdraw a little and the hand on her right breast squeezes and strong fingers close on her nipple which is quickly encouraged to a point. A rain of small kisses on her neck puts her at her ease a little more and arousal takes over from tiredness and she can't help but push back in the direction of the patiently waiting erection so that it pushes deep in to her again. 

Deeper still it goes in to her but the apprehension is replaced with inquisitiveness as to just how her husband's modest penis could feel so big. It withdraws again and then thrusts in a little harder before being withdrawn and then thrust in with a little more force. 

It's dark in the room and Mandy has her eyes closed tightly as the fucking soon gets her worked to the point of a first orgasm and she still has not felt her bottom cheeks touched by her husband's groin which makes her think there is more cock to come yet. 

The thrusting gets harder and she pushes back to meet each inward stroke and feels like she is a virgin being fucked for the first time. As the rhythm increases she covers her mouth to stifle a loud moan as she orgasms. 

For a few seconds the pace slows. 

"Harder Joe, harder, fuck me harder!" she demands. 

In compliance the pace picks up again and the thrusts go deeper and deeper and harder and harder and as Mandy's second orgasm builds she feels like she is going to pass out with the pleasure. 

"I'm coming again, oh fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" she whispers hoarsely as she begins to climax. 

Her orgasm rips through her body and the relentless pounding of her pussy eases again. There's no sign of the cock erupting in her yet though. 

"Do you want me to suck you a little!" she asks. 

There is no reply but instead she can feel the cock coming out of her entirely. 

A little disappointed Mandy wriggles on to her other side so she is facing the middle of the bed and disappears under the duvet in search of her target. When she finds it she grasps it in her right hand and is astounded by how big it feels. However, she is so turned on she wants to suck it and then get fucked again before it squirts. 

Taking the head in her mouth she sucks and swallows and nearly chokes on the length of hard flesh which she is struggling to keep in place. She pulls back a little deciding discretion is the better part of valor and concentrates on the head and top third, her head moving backwards and forwards so her the cock is just about fucking her mouth while at the same time she deftly wraps her fingers around it and jerks the foreskin back and forth. 

As she does this she is suddenly aware of a second person entering the bed behind her. She freezes and her panic does not know who it could be. 

Spitting the cock out from her mouth she hisses, "Joe, someone has just got in to bed behind me!"

"I know," comes a familiar voice, "it's me!" 

Mandy is absolutely confused and it suddenly dawns on her that the huge cock that was fucking her and that she was sucking was not her husband's at all. In shock she releases it and gasps. 




A Wife's Fantasy



"I guess you have been taking good care of our host Mandy," Joe sniggers. 

Mandy is so embarrassed and shaken that all she can do is hit out at the body in front of her.

"You bastard Frank. You fucking bastard. How dare you do that to me," she screeches. 

Frank finally speaks, "Didn't you enjoy it? Joe told me you occasionally said you wondered what it would be like to be fucked by a bigger man than him and he thought this would be a good chance for you to find out." 

Joe added his reassurance, "Darling, if you didn't enjoy it jump out of the bed now and we can use the other bedroom and leave first thing in the morning. But I am sure if you stay you will get to live out another of those fantasies you told me about." 

**** 

Putting down my reading again I can imagine Mandy's dilemma. She loves her husband and has been faithful to him throughout their marriage. She would never dream of having sex with anyone else. 

She feels betrayed by her husband and the way he has given her to his friend without so much as asking how she felt. And had he asked she would have told him to go fuck himself. 

But like Mandy I am left to feel the dilemma. I know it's wrong but the chance to be fucked by such a huge cock again would be too good to pass on, especially if my husband has agreed. 

I can't help thinking about this and my hands automatically move down my body again. I am already moist from my reading and have a hunger to know what such a cock would feel like. 

Without much messing about I sink two fingers in to myself and begin to work them in and out. I then add a third and spread my lips as I masturbate. Closing my eyes I think about what it would be like to have a stranger inside me. A stranger with a big cock that fills me up, makes me feel virginal again. 

As I squeeze another finger in and rub my clit with my thumb I imagine this is like making love for the first time. In some ways making love with a new lover is like that. The way he would touch me, caress me and make me feel would all be different to what I have experienced in the past.

Could I handle the feelings? Maybe. But this is just fantasy and I continue to bring myself to a climax, my juices flowing over my fingers as I tense and feel that release of pressure as I come again. 

My breathing settles and I wonder how Mandy will deal with the dilemma that now faces her. 

Back to the story and Mandy takes a deep breath her sleepy brain takes in her situation. She is lying in a strange bed in a strange cabin. In front of her is a total stranger who has just fucked her to two fantastic orgasms with the biggest cock she's ever had inside her. Behind her is her husband who, until now, she has trusted implicitly. That trust now feels broken as he let another man in to bed and let that man fuck her.

It takes a few seconds for her to work out what to do next. She feels anger towards Joe for betraying her and she is mad at Frank for the deception and letting her think he was Joe.

But her temper soon subsides and she decides that as Joe has made her a participant in this situation she will pay him back by taking that big cock again and enjoy the experience twice as much.

"Ok," she says in a frail voice intended to make her sound unsure of herself, "I'll stay."

"Good, good," Joe replies, and adds, "Now, what did you tell me was your deepest fantasy? Ah, yes, wasn't it something about having two pricks inside your at once?"

In a faint voice, barely audible Mandy replies, "Yes, yes, I think that's what it was. One in my pussy and one, I daren't say it."

"One in your ass?" Joe asks.

"Yes, one in my ass," she agrees, "but be gentle with me. I have never been with two guys at once. Please be gentle!"

Mandy's pleas belied her real feelings as she couldn't wait to feel Frank inside her again. She had some trepidation about which one would fuck her ass as she suspected Frank would be too big for her. After all, she'd only had anal sex on two occasions in the past and just didn't relish the prospect of being stretched by his monster.

Wasting no time Joe reaches forward and takes hold of his wife, giving her some instructions as he does this, "Kneel up Mandy and shuffle forward with your ass towards me, that's it. Now, you can go back to blowing Frank."

Complying with this request Mandy shuffles forward and on to her knees. The duvet falls off the bed. In the semi-darkness of the room she can make out Frank laid on his back now and she straddles his powerful legs and soon finds his erect cock. Going back to where she left it she takes it in to her mouth and starts sucking and licking, though this time she is a little rougher and can't avoid the temptation to give the head a few nips with her teeth, causing Frank to shift a little beneath each time her teeth close on his sensitive flesh.

As she works on Frank she can feel Joe behind her and feels him slip a couple of fingers in to her pussy which is moist again. He works these around and plays with her until he can feel her juices beginning to flow a little more and then he pulls his fingers out and runs his finger tips towards her little used back passage.

Coming out of the story I imagine what this would feel like, a huge cock in my mouth and fingers getting ever closer to my own virgin entrance, well, virgin the sense it's never been fucked by a cock.

I can't resist giving myself a little stroke and as I feel Mandy's anticipation of what is to come.

I return to the story and Mandy is now taking Frank deep in to her throat. She is almost gagging as his cock fills her mouth and pushes so deep that she thinks she will choke. Her concerns are short-lived as her own nerves react to the feel of her husband's tongue now lapping up from her pussy, in between her bottom cheeks and then resting on her closed anus. She has to lift her head almost off Frank to let a moan escape as the tongue now presses in to her and opens the tight little bud.

As the tongue works harder to penetrate her she gives up on blowing Frank and just gently massages his erection whilst softly moaning.

Judging she is now well moistened Joe guesses the time is right to move on towards fulfilling his wife's fantasy.

"Sit on Frank's cock now," he tells her and she moves higher up Frank's body until her knees are either side of his waist.

Frank hold his cock upright and in one movement Mandy slips on to it, gasping as it stretches her vagina which has contracted since her last orgasm.

"Now lean forward," her husband commands, and she complies so that her ass rises in to the air.

Joe moves in to position behind her and she suddenly feels the head of his erection at the entrance to her bottom.

I stop reading again and have to rub my clit for a few minutes, licking my fingers to help lubricate myself. I then let a couple of fingers slip in to me and play with myself for a few minutes before letting my fingers explore a little further and soon find I am rubbing my anus and so want to duplicate Mandy's feeling of anticipation.

Self-discipline stops my exploration and I return to Mandy and the story.

Slowly but firmly Joe pushes his cock in to his wife's ass. As he does this she lets out a gasp of mixed pain and pleasure. She'd forgotten what this sensation was like and it is heightened by the fact she already has Frank inside her pussy.

She holds her breath now as neither Joe nor Frank show any indication that they are going to move, perhaps scared that they will hurt her.

In a voice that now betrays her previous lack of confidence she hisses, "Well, come on, fuck me you assholes!"

Suddenly she can feel Frank move beneath her and he pulls his cock out a little before thrusting back in to her. He repeats this several more times before Joe starts to move and synchronizes his movements so they are both fucking Mandy in a rhythm which is smooth and allows her to alternately push down on Frank and push back at Joe.

I can't hold my own desires back now and have to feel what Mandy is feeling. I reach for my favorite toys, spread my legs wide and am soon fucking my pussy. I close my eyes and think about that big cock stretching Mandy. 

To take my own pleasure up a notch I stop masturbating and now insert a toy in to my anus. I hold my breath as I feel it open me up and imagine what it would be like to have a cock doing the same to me. Once it is in place I return to masturbating my pussy and push my toy inside deeper and deeper so I can feel the muscles being stretched as I fuck myself.

Again my eyes close as I build myself towards an orgasm and I wish I was in that room in the cabin where Mandy is, a cock in each hole, soon to explode in me.

I momentarily stop playing with myself and read on.

Mandy is very soon at the point where she feels like she is going to explode as her orgasm builds inside her. Frank is stretching her and she can feel him beginning to tense.

"I'm going to come," Frank forces out between rasped breaths and this causes Joe to stop thrusting and he pulls his cock out of his wife's ass. This allows his buddy to thrust in to Mandy harder and harder and she is free now to ride him and meet his thrusts with her own efforts as she forces herself down on to him so his cock goes so deep in to her.

She begins to emit a whining moan herself as her orgasm starts and she tenses at the same time Frank's cock gives two massive twitches and he begins to shoot in to her.

At the same time Joe furiously wanks himself off so that as his wife peaks he squirts over her ass before they all three collapse in a sweaty and sticky heap.

This is too much for me now and I have to bring myself off, pushing harder and deeper in to my pussy until I feel that tell tale sign of my own orgasm. I shudder as the feeling starts deep inside me and then causes my body to twitch and jerk its energy is released.

As it subsides I can't help the temptation to give my clit a little rub before letting my toys slip for both holes.

I take in a deep breath, feeling as satisfied now as Mandy and happy to have shared a fantasy with her.



A Wife's Fantasy



Life was fairly good for Amanda. At 25 she had been married for just over 2 years to her one and only lover, she had a reasonable job as a receptionist in the city centre and her husband also had a reasonable job too so they felt they were luckier than many others. Their home was small but adequate and they were approaching the time when thoughts of starting a family were becoming prominent. They each still kept in touch with their friends, usually going out on Friday evenings with their respective friends, but otherwise also went out at least once a week together. During Amanda's girly nights out one of her friends talked about the internet and chat rooms, and about chatting to unknown men. All the girls chatted on MSN but until now Amanda didn't realise anyone extended their audience. Curiosity got the better of her and when she could, she began entering chat rooms and adding a few new chat friends to her contact list. Some chats eventually extended into roleplays and after initial shock Amanda found herself enjoying the chats. She made a rule that she wouldn't meet anyone but on one occasion she logged on after her husband came home steaming drunk from an evening with his friends. He was so drunk he just crashed out on the bed causing her to go into a temporary rage and vent her anger by complaining to whoever would listen on the chat site that night.

It was at this point that one of her male contacts, Billy, began chatting, and the conversation eventually turned to fantasies. Before long, Amanda had allowed herself to discuss in depth the potential activities that would be involved in a threesome, and furthermore had allowed herself to actually fantasise about her participation in such a situation. Billy expertly guided the conversation to a point where Amanda found herself agreeing that she was actually interested in a threesome moving from fantasy to reality. Her heart-rate increased as she thought through the endless possibilities in her head. Coupled with intrigue and excitement as well as anger towards her husband, Amanda agreed to meet Billy and his friend Dave. Immediately upon logging off she regretted her actions that evening, but after further pestering and encouragement from Billy over the next few weeks, she agreed that she could and would go ahead with the arrangement as a one off. After all Billy was also married and they had agreed that no one would ever need to know. Amanda knew from the details she had received and the pictures she had seen that Billy and Dave were a couple of inches taller than her husband at 5'10, and a couple of years older than him at 30 and 31, they both had dark hair and Dave was a little overweight. They both lived 50-60 miles from Amanda and had booked a twin room with one of the popular chains that provide room accommodation along the motorway network. Amanda knew the location and agreed it was near enough for her to get to yet far enough away to reduce the chances of anyone recognising her. The guys wanted an honest assurance that Amanda was going to turn up if they were going to pay for a room for the night. Having arranged the date and time the guys arrived at their room well in advance of the time they were to meet Amanda in the pub next door, intending to stay the night whatever happened. Amanda had promised she would arrive between 7:45 and 8pm but would need to leave at 10:30 latest to avoid her husband asking any awkward questions. Starting on their second pint at the bar the guys began to doubt that Amanda was going to show as the time approached 8pm.

"Fuck, we're on," Billy suddenly exclaimed as he recognised Amanda slowly walk through the double door entrance. 

"Wow, is that her," Dave added, having only ever heard Billy's descriptions of her before.

Amanda allowed herself a half-smile as she recognised Billy and made her way towards him. She had dressed as she said she would, short white skirt, white slip-on shoes, pink blouse and white cotton jacket. They both soaked in the sight of her as she neared them, her dark curly hair framing her pretty face, her nice legs, and prominent bulges at the front of her blouse. Her lipstick and eye-shadow were subtle yet noticeable, and her 5'2 height and cute face made her look a lot younger than 25.

Billy greeted her with outstretched hand and a kiss on the cheek and introduced Dave who introduced himself in the same way. 

"Lets go sit over there," Billy directed, pointing to a bench seat large enough for three and facing away from the view of most of the bar. 

"What would you like to drink?" Billy asked, and then nodding to Dave to go to the bar for Amanda's white wine and lemonade.

Billy and Amanda exchanged small talk while Dave was at the bar, as though they were all casual friends or workmates even, no-one would ever guess that this young attractive married girl was meeting these two guys as the centre of attention for an evening of sex. Dave joined them and Billy asked him what he thought of Amanda. 

"Great, lovely," Dave answered as they both smiled at her. Amanda smiled back, calm yet excited that she had agreed to meet them to act out her and Billy's fantasy chat in real life.

Billy placed his left hand on the bare leg above her knee, and then Dave followed by placing his right hand in the same position on her right leg, both eagerly looking forward to time when they could start touching this cute little married girl in other places. Amanda giggled, partly from nervousness but partly because their fingers were actually tickling her. Dave watched as Billy leant forward and kissed her, watching her soft lips meeting his, hoping his turn would come soon. He saw Billy's hand move under her already high skirt and heard Amanda softly moan. He let his hand move upwards too, raising her skirt as he did and noticing that Billy's wrist and hand were now between Amanda's legs.

Then it was his turn to kiss Amanda as Billy slowly withdrew his hand and moved away from her. Dave gasped at the softness of Amanda's lips, and her willingness to kiss him. 

"Why don't we all go to our room," Billy interrupted. 

Everyone agreed and with two of them trying to hide their erections all three made their way to the door, Amanda taking a few last gulps of her drink before clutching her small handbag and leaving the half full glass on the table. 

Entering the room Amanda noticed the typical two single beds and bathroom. Billy took her coat and hung it up and Amanda calmly asked to use the bathroom. Checking her makeup and applying a quick spray of more perfume, she wasn't aware of the guys taking their shoes and socks off and smiling at each other, hardly believing their luck that Amanda was going to let them have a threesome with her.

Walking back into the room and placing her handbag on one of the beds the three of them stood nervously smiling at each other for a few moments before Billy broke the silence by asking Amanda for a kiss. They went into a long kiss, Billy stroking her body and gripping her buttocks as he firmly kissed her before nodding to Dave to come over. Dave eagerly took Billy's place and kissed with the same passion, as Billy sidled his right hand between them and began groping Amanda's right breast. As Dave slowly moved to Amanda's left, Billy took over the kissing, and began unbuttoning Amanda's blouse while Dave began groping Amanda's left breast. As the buttons became open both guys were kissing Amanda's neck and cheek and shoulder as their hands found their way to her bra and exposed cleavage. Amanda gasped as her nipples responded to the groping she was receiving. 

"Take her blouse off," Billy ordered an obedient Dave and then pulled both bra straps down off her shoulders. Amanda withdrew her arms through the straps and resumed her kissing with Billy who pulled the material further down until both her full breasts were exposed. Dave stroked her back and shoulders as Billy roughly squeezed her beautiful naked breasts causing more soft moans to leave her lips. Placing his hands on her exposed waist Billy bent down and began kissing and sucking her right breast and nipple, allowing Dave to eagerly grab at the briefly unattended left breast. 

"Take her skirt off," Billy ordered as he moved his mouth to her left breast. 

Dave eagerly unbuttoned and unzipped the back of Amanda's little skirt then eased it down, taking a good look at her sexy white panties covering a small part of her shapely ass as he moved the skirt past her smooth sexy little legs until Amanda stepped out of it. Billy darted his hands into the back of her panties roughly gripping her ass cheeks and kissing her while Dave reached round to fondle her breasts again. Both men were now pressing their erections against her body, and when they started swaying Amanda began to moan softly again as she felt two erections pressing against her. 

"Shall I take her knickers off," Dave asked. 

"No I'll pull them off later," Billy replied before sliding his right hand around to the front of her body, making her moan out louder than she had done so far. 

"Oh yes, what a sweet little cunt she's got Dave," Billy reported. "Get your hand down here." 

Dave reached round and slid his right hand into her knickers and collided with Billy's hand as Amanda wriggled with the sensation of two hands in the front of her panties unable to work out who's fingers were doing what. Dave also unhooked her bra at this point and threw it to where Amanda had left her hangbag. She was now moaning regularly as the men pleasured themselves and aroused her at the same time. 

Without warning Billy slung Amanda into the centre of one of the beds and leant over her pulling her panties down as Dave stood by watching in surprise. Amanda let out a short scream before composing herself. 

"Ohhh look at that cute pussy Dave," Billy crudely commented as Amanda's panties disappeared down her legs and were dumped on the floor, joined by her shoes too. 

"Aaargh," Amanda cried out in surprise as Billy roughly pushed her legs apart and began moving his face into the space he had created. Dave watched with wide eyes as Amanda's beautiful naked body lay before him and his friend began giving her oral sex. 

"Ohhhh," Amanda called out as Billy showed he knew where to hit the button. 

"Get your clothes off and get onto the bed with her," Billy ordered Dave before resuming his licking of Amanda. 

Dave quickly stripped naked and began kissing and fondling Amanda who soon began jerking her body and moaning aloud, finally crashing into her first orgasm of the evening. 

"Do you want a lick," Billy asked Dave as he got off the bed and began stripping. 

Dave gingerly moved into position and tentatively licked at Amanda's wet entrance, while Billy completed his strip and began to sit across Amanda's body. Not exactly enjoying the view of Billy's arse Dave began sliding his tongue and finger into Amanda.  

"You hold 'em now babe," Billy softly spoke as Dave noticed his ass cheeks tensing and relaxing. Keeping a finger in Amanda but moving his head so he could see past Billy, the sight he saw caused him to press his finger harder into Amanda, causing her to moan out. Billy's cock was between her tits as Amanda held them around it occasionally sliding her thumbs over her stiff nipples. 

"Kiss it," Billy ordered as his cock protruded beyond her breasts towards her chin on every forward thrust. Amanda did as she was told, and then again when asked to take it in her mouth. As her head relaxed back to the pillow Billy followed with his cock remaining in her mouth, his cock becoming free of contact with her breasts as she continued to hold them while Billy fucked her mouth. 

"Hold Dave's cock," Billy ordered and Amanda reached for Dave who had to move closer to pass the baton from his hand to hers before he grabbed the now free right tit. 

"Do you want a go Dave," Billy asked his friend, both of them knowing what the answer would be. As Billy moved to Amanda's left Dave leant forward so that Amanda could take his cock in her mouth, which she eagerly did. Dave contemplated moving over her, to have a turn at fucking her tits but Billy had other ideas as he started getting on top of Amanda's naked little body. As his knees parted her legs a little wider Amanda moaned "nnnng" with a mouthful of cock as she realised Billy was preparing to fuck her. Dave watched as Billy guided his cock towards Amanda, who stopped sucking and moaned out as Billy's cock had obviously begun its penetration of her. She grabbed Dave's cock as Billy started to fuck her, Dave enjoying the sight of Billy fucking her and Amanda's breasts shaking in response to the pounding she was taking. Amanda's left arm was outstretched and gripping the bedsheet as she moaned in response to almost every inward thrust. 

"Put your finger in girl," Billy commented in between his own gasps and grunts. 

"Come on Amanda get you finger in," he added. 

Amanda looked at Dave, with an almost "don't let him make me do this" look on her face. 

Dave wasn't sure what was being asked but then Amanda released his cock and slid her hand between her and Billy. 

"Good girl," Billy almost growled as Amanda did what he wanted. 

"Oh yes, your loving this aren't you darling, is it bigger than what your used to?" Billy asked whilst still pounding away at her. 

"Y-yes, ohh, ohh," Amanda replied. Amanda started moaning aloud until her body spasmed and she crashed through another orgasm. Billy closely followed growling and grunting as he pumped his load into her.

"Your turn," Billy almost breathlessly gasped to Dave. 

Dave hesitated yet knew his hard cock needed one thing. Amanda looked at him, expressionless, her breasts heaving as though she'd just run a sprint race and her legs apart with traces of Billy's, and probably hers, juices oozing out of her. Despite this Dave knew he had to do what he came for and mounted her in the same way that Billy had. He smiled as he heard Amanda moan as he penetrated her. They briefly kissed but as Amanda was so small Dave found it uncomfortable arching his back to reach down to kiss her so abandoned that idea, instead he slid his hands under her body to grip the tops of her shoulders. Unlike Billy who shielded some of his weight off Amanda Dave was less considerate and Amanda's moans were a combination of the effects of his weight on her as well as his thrusting into her. Billy gripped her left ankle and lifted her leg upwards, gaining a good view of Dave's cock plunging in and out of her. 

"Go on Dave, fuck her," Billy encouraged, although encouragement wasn't needed as Dave could feel himself about to come. 

"Come on Dave fuck her, harder, she's loving it" he continued as he held her ankle, smiling at the sight of her naked body being used by him and his friend, and listening to the grunting and gasping coming from them both. Dave suddenly groaned and came, Amanda gasping for breath beneath him. 

"Was that good?" Billy enquired.

"Sure was," Dave replied. 

"Have you enjoyed the evening miss?" Billy asked Amanda. 

Amanda smiled and nodded her head. 

"Lets go wash our cocks and let her have a breather," Billy told Dave. 

"Oh, ok, have we finished now," Dave replied.

"No, we'll double end her next," Billy calmly stated.

"B-but, I think I've had enough now," Amanda declared, still a little short of breath as she lay naked on the bed.

"Just a bit longer sweety, it's got to be a proper threesome so we both have to do you at the same time," Billy explained.

Billy and Dave disappeared into the bathroom for a very short while, emerging with limp cocks to see Amanda standing by the bed slipping her panties over her second foot. 

"Hey, what's happening babe," Billy asked.

"I should be getting going now," Amanda replied as she tried to pull up her tiny panties. 

But Billy and then Dave both got hold of her, feeling her breasts, shoulders, legs, arms and in no time at all Amanda's panties were removed and she was back on the bed having been unable to compete with 4 hands against her 2.

The requirement to be slightly forceful had aroused the guys and their cocks were limp no more.

"Get on your hands and knees," Billy directed.

"Guys I really need to be getting home," Amanda pleaded.

"It wont take long darling, just a bit longer, come on," Billy replied, forcibly pulling her into position on the bed as he got into position behind her. 

"Come on Dave, get your cock in her mouth," Billy continued.

Amanda moaned as both men appeared to penetrate her at the same time. With her eyes closed she couldn't be sure of who was doing what, her breasts were being groped as they swung beneath her as Billy fucked her from behind, and she did her best to hold Dave's cock from pushing too far into her mouth, hands ran over her body and pulled her hair too. After a short while Billy interrupted the moaning and gasping that was being created by the three of them as he directed Dave to change positions with him. Amanda didn't appreciate the taste of his cock yet was given no chance to object as the pounding of her mouth and vagina began again. It was only at this point that Amanda's thoughts drifted to her husband, wondering what he might be doing while she was having sex with 2 guys she hardly knew. But Billy interrupted her thoughts as he ordered Dave to change positions again. Dave objected, stating that he was almost about to come. But Billy told him he was too and that they should change. Amanda reluctantly accepted Dave's cock again and Billy fumbled behind her until he penetrated her yet again. His thrusts were even more forceful than before and he began to groan. Amanda thought how she despised him for being so rough with her yet, within seconds of thinking that, she realised she too was about to come. With Dave's cock falling out of her mouth as she and Billy began to lose control, Dave furiously wanked at his cock, spurting globs of come onto Amanda's face and hair until all three were totally spent. After a short while in a naked threesome heap, Amanda stated that she really had to go now, and went to the bathroom to clean herself up a little. Like little schoolboys looking for mischief, Billy and Dave picked up Amanda's bra and panties respectively and wiped their cocks on them before placing them on the other bed with the rest of her clothes. Amanda was pleased they allowed her to dress, unaware of what they had been doing. They each quickly dressed and then kissed and groped Amanda goodnight before standing with her outside until her taxi arrived. "We'll have to do that again sometime," Billy concluded.

"Maybe," Amanda replied as she smiled and jumped into her taxi.



A Wife's Fantasy



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This story is about a lady I met online. She is a 32 year old hot Norwegian MILF named Anita. She is about 5'7" and 140 pounds. One thing led to another and sex was suddenly what we were talking about. As she is married with 2 kids, everything stayed on the fantasy level, but she liked the idea of my trying to write erotica and wanted to help me out. That brings us to this story, my take on her fantasy day home alone...

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Outside the snow was falling and the temperature outside was way below freezing. Inside Anita had a nice fire going while she relaxed on the sofa with Rex, the family dog, sleeping by her feet. All in all the perfect start to her nice and quiet home alone weekend, the kids shipped off to visit grandparents and the husband away on a hunting trip with his friends. Since weekends like this are few and far between she planned to enjoy this one a lot. She opened a nice bottle of red wine to let it breathe before she dimmed the lighting in the house and made her way to the bathroom for a nice, hot, uninterrupted shower. 

When Anita got to the warm bathroom she started to undress slowly, feeling the stresses of the week fall with each item of clothing. Stepping in under the warm water she lets it just flow over her for several minutes, not moving, just enjoying. Opening a new shower gel bought especially for this day the rich scent of coconut fills the room as she lets her hands explore her whole body, covering it in the foaming shower gel that makes her whole body tingle. After a short while her hand comes to rest between her legs, gently parting her pussy lips and sliding a finger in to her wet pussy while her thumb gently rubs her clit. The warm water running over her almost feels cold now compared to the heat building up inside her as the first orgasm of the night approaches. She starts to breathe faster, leaning against the wall for support as she groans loudly, the orgasm taking over and making her whole body shake and her legs feel like jell-O. Slowly sitting down in the shower she lets the shaking subside, just enjoying the feeling of her whole body pulsating.

When Anita again is able to stand up she starts washing her long, fiery red hair before getting her shaving kit ready, she wants her pussy and legs silky smooth for the rest of the night. Letting the Gillette vibrating razor run over her pussy mound the vibrations start her on the way towards a second orgasm, but she manages to control herself just enough to just complete the shaving, nothing more. Yet.

Getting out of the shower she walks straight in to the living room to let the warm fire dry her body. Catching her reflection in one of the windows she pauses a bit to enjoy her naked body glistening as the water picks up the warm orange color from the fire. Despite being 32 years old and a mother of two her body still has that nice hourglass shape, and her ass is firm. Anita fills the first wine glass as she continues to soak up the heat from the fire, her mind already thinking about what she has planed next.

Hidden deep inside her bedroom closet is a secret stash of clothes she doesn't let anyone see her in, not even her husband. She starts to bring them out, there is the pushup bra that is just a little bit too small so that her boobs really get pushed up, there is a tight black top with a deep V front to show off the cleavage the pushup bra gives her, a pair of thigh high up fishnet stockings that together with a garter really frames her pussy and ass, a short leather skirt that barely covers her pussy when she is standing straight and to finish it off there is a pair of leather boots with a high heel. This ensemble is Anita's fantasy slut ware, the stuff she uses for her dirtiest fantasies. 

Starting with the garter, she slowly pulls it up, then the thigh high stockings, all the time watching herself in the mirror. Walking around in the room wearing just the garter and stockings she can feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter. Stopping in front of a mirror she spreads her legs and slowly runs a finger between her pussy lips, feeling the wetness before she brings the finger up to her face, looking at the glistening juices covering it before she slowly licks it off, tasting her own sweet self. Next Anita pulls on the short leather skirt, it's tight over her ass so it almost like it's gripping her ass, molding itself to her two butt cheeks. When she completes the outfit with the pushup bra and tight top, she takes a minute to look at herself in the mirror.

The fact that no one will ever see Anita in this outfit is what's enabling her to actually have these fantasies, it's all for her own pleasure knowing that she could walk in to a bar like this and turn the head of everyone she wants, she could meet her husband dressed like this after a day of work and she would surely be fucked senseless, but that would take away from the fantasy aspect. The thought of being bent over a table in that bar, showing everyone there her dripping wet pussy and have them shove their large cocks up both her tight holes, any way they want it as long as they fuck her long and hard. 

Coming back to her senses for a moment Anita decides it's time for the main part of the night. Walking over to her bedside table Anita reaches for something at the back of the drawer, pulling out a small bottle of lube and a medium sized butt plug. The plug is another thing no one knows about, her husband has never had her ass, and it's only something Anita has been experimenting with for a little while. Sitting down on the edge of the bed she puts some lube on the plug and sets it aside on the nightstand, lying face down on the bed Anita gently pushes one finger with some lube on up her tight asshole, feeling it give way as more and more of the finger makes it way in. Reaching over to the nightstand she takes the plug and places the tip at the opening to her tight hole, gently pushing it in, feeling herself opening up as more and more of the plug makes its way inside before her ass sucks in the rest once the thickest part is in. Lying still on the bed Anita can feel the plug fill her up, and when she starts to move she can feel it even more. 

Once Anita gets used to the plug she gets of the bed and slowly walks out to the kitchen, stopping to take another large glass of wine on the way. Bending over a little bit in front of a mirror she can see the base of the plug and she blushes at the thought of how slutty she looks. In the kitchen she takes a few more sips of the wine to steady her nerves before she opens the fridge. Opening the door she looks down at the large cucumber she bought earlier today, spending a lot of time at the produce section deciding on what size to get, either something small to simulate her husband, a medium one to simulate some of the cocks she has seen in online clips, or a large one like some of the cocks she has read about on Literotica. She decided to go with a large, finding one that was close to 13" so that she would have something to hold on to, and a little bit smaller then a coke-can in girth. 

Anita was planning to really feel she'd been fucked today, and getting to the counter she had played a little trick on herself, buying only the large cucumber and a packet of condoms, blushing like mad when she looked at the young man behind the register. Again she blushed at the thought of what she done earlier today, taking the large cucumber out of the fridge. Holding it in her hands she starts to wonder if she might have gone too big, but quickly pushes aside that thought. Moving back in to the living room she puts a condom over the large cucumber and covers it with lube before hiking up her skirt. Leaning against the sofa backrest she places the cucumber at the opening to her wet pussy, feeling the tip slide against the butt plug, feeling her pussy stretch to take the girth of the cucumber. Slowly she works in more and more, stopping so that she can adjust to the size of the monster making its way inside her.

At last feeling the tip of the cucumber touching her cervix she slowly pulled it almost all the way out before pushing it back in, increasing the speed a little bit each time and she could feel the cucumber push on the butt plug every time she pushed it in. Well on her way to a large orgasm Anita started to fantasize about the stranger with the huge cock that was now filling her pussy while fingering her ass. Who was this stranger using her body, were there other strangers waiting in line to fuck her with even bigger cocks, would the strangers push their big cocks up her ass? Fueled by the fantasy her own juices were flowing and on the verge of her orgasm she pushed the cucumber even deeper letting the slight pain of it hitting hard on her cervix blend with the pleasure of her orgasm. With her whole body shaking she collapses over the sofa backrest, only just managing to hold the cucumber deep inside her as she felt the contractions try to squeeze it out of her.

Still cloudy from the orgasm Anita thinks she hears a noise, then another. It takes her just a little bit too long to realize it's the front door unlocking, but when she hear voices suddenly go quiet her mind snaps back in to clarity. She stands up and swings around, mortified at the sight before her. For what felt like hours she stood still, wearing her slut outfit, skirt around her waist and a large cucumber in her pussy while she looked at her husband's huge grin and the shocked faces on four of his hunting buddies. Time suddenly starts moving again when she feels the cucumber slide out of her wet pussy, hitting the floor with a loud thump. Anita tries to cover up and turn around, but when she hears one guy mention the butt plug she starts to scream in shame and runs to the bedroom, all the while hearing her husband say, "Come back honey, it's OK". Hiding under her covers she can hear the men talking about the large cucumber wondering how she managed to fuck that thing. Anita pulls the covers tightly around her as she realizes that she will never be able to look her husband's hunting buddies in the face again, but she is also comforted when she hears her husband tell them to be quiet and get on home. 

Hearing the front door close the house is again silent but for the footsteps making their way towards the bedroom. Anita is still hiding under the blanket when she hears her husband ask her if everything is OK as he lies down beside her in bed. He pulls down the covers and gently kisses her, wiping away the tears on her face. Just holding her he again asks her if she is OK. This time Anita responds that she is fine, just shocked and embarrassed, wondering how she ever will be able to look at his friends or their wives again because she is sure her slutty display will be discussed. Her husband comforts her saying that the guys will be quiet and that they would not dare mention it to anyone since they all fantasize about seeing her again and know that they don't stand a chance if they spill the beans.

Anita feels her husband's hand moving down her side, coming to rest on her pussy mound while he whispers in her ear how incredibly hot she looked when they walked in the door. Her husband then lets one finger slide over her clit and in to her still wet pussy, saying how much he would like to see for himself someday how she managed to get that large cucumber inside that tight hole. Reaching further Anita jumps a little as her husband touches the butt plug and moves it slightly. She blushes when he asks her when she planned on letting him have a go at her ass, driving home the point by pulling out the plug. Anita says that she was saving it for his birthday present but if he wanted it he could take her now. To her surprise he said no, but suggested they both take the next weekend, just the two of them at the cabin...

The end?



A Wife's Fantasy Cum True



The days seemed to speed rapidly by as the calendar approached the Wednesday that Shari had insisted that I agree too her date. I was a bit better physically but my surgical procedure was far from being heeled. I was able to sit up and move around the house somewhat on my own, but I did not stray far from the bedroom without assistance. 

The fear of falling was uppermost in my mind as I moved about. Shari took splendid care of me and would escort me down the stairs to dinner and then back up again. This was about all the exercise I could withstand.

On Wednesday afternoon, Shari began making preparations for going out on her date. She chose her clothes from the closet and would then try them on to gage my reaction. I was trying very hard not to assist, as I was not absolutely sure about this. 

I was having second thoughts. I didn't know either of Gerry's friends. I had Telephoned Gerry early on in the week and asked him to tell me about them. 

Gerry said that; "they were both young Jet Mechanics and that they were nice guys. They were just looking for a bit of fun and Shari had provided them with a great deal of it."

Gerry ended our conversation by telling me that it had been Shari's idea. 

He started to tell me something else and realized that he was not suppose too, so he said, "I gotta go!" It was not what Gerry said; it was what he had not said that made me somewhat apprehensive.

As I lay there on the bed watching her dress and undress in different outfits, gauging how she looked in the full length mirror, I could not help admiring her thin but curvaceous figure and her auburn hair as she put it into different style Do's. Her breasts were standing at attention without any assistance. 

I came to the realization that within a matter of a few hours she was going to be fucked by three cocks and in many different positions. What I hadn't considered was that they're might be more than three for her to play with.

The appointed hour arrived and she gave me a kiss and said that she would be home before morning. I told her that the children would want to know where she was going. 

I asked her; "what she was going to tell them?" 

She said, "I am going to tell them that I am going out with my friend Pam." 

She and Pam often got together for an afternoon of shopping or just hanging out. 

I said, "That will work. We both need to be on the same page with our story so they don't get the idea that something else is going on."

It was about a year later when I found out that our children were no dummies and for the most part had things figured out.

Shari again kissed me and told me, "not to worry so much." With that, she picked up her jacket and placed it over her arm. 

She looked absolutely beautiful in the outfit that she had chosen. She was wearing a purple mini-skirt with thigh high sheer stockings and a garter belt. She wore no panties. Her breasts were encased in a purple bra and a sheer white blouse with fluffy sleeves. She wore a strand of pearls about her neck and small pearls in each ear. A pair of white ankle high boots that had very high heels set off the ensemble.

I asked her, "Why the bra?"

"To give them a little more to do to unwrap the package." She said, and winked at me. 

She descended the stairs and spoke briefly with the children. She told them, "Take care of your Dad. I am going out with Pam and we are going to go shopping and maybe a movie. I will probably be home late so you need to go to bed when it's time and be good." 

She then kissed them goodbye and walked out into the garage. I soon heard the car start and I saw as she backed out and turned down the street I checked the time, it was 5:00 PM. 

I was becoming and old hand at this so I went downstairs with the children to watch some TV. It wasn't long though and my mind was going to what might be taking place about a half mile down the street at Gerry's apartment. 

I excused myself and went back upstairs to lie down and play with my dick. 

At about 9:00 PM the children came in to tell me goodnight. I kissed them and sent them off to bed. I then must have drifted off to sleep myself. I heard a commotion in the master bath. As I struggled awake I could see by the clock that it was 4:58 AM. 

I got out of bed and walked into the bathroom where I found Shari on all fours hugging the commode and puking. I could see by the consistency of the puke that there was no food in it. There was allot of booze and stuff that my mind told me was cum. 

I could see that she was not wearing her stockings or garter belt. Obviously she had lost her bra somewhere along the way as well. I knew that she had left without panties. 

She had a temporary respite calling on her ancestors and rolled over to look up at me. She was obviously very drunk and appeared to have been well fucked. There was both wet and dry cum covering her breasts and running down her ass. Stuck to the inside of her thighs were globs of cum. 

She smiled up at me and told me, "Honey I got seriously fucked and I loved every second of it."

I thought to myself, "What the hell better time to ask her questions? With the booze to help she ought to tell me anything I want to know." 

Shari just lay there looking up at me and asked me if she could suck my cock? She reached for it. 

I said, "Not right now sweetie. Let's get you up and clean you up a bit first." 

As I reached for her to help her up she suddenly had another attack and once again began hugging the commode seat.

I obtained a cool wet washcloth, applied it to her forehead, and then wiped her mouth. 

"How could only three guys fuck you so much that you have that much cum in and on you and get drunk as well?" 

She smiled a little crooked smile at me and said, "Wasn't three guys." 

I helped her up and in to our bed. I just rolled her into it as she was. I didn't try to undress her or clean her up. She grabbed the sheet, pulled it over her, and promptly passed out. 

It was late in the afternoon when I finally heard some movement in the bedroom above my head. I was seated in the dining room having dinner with my children when I heard the bed springs squeak. 

I told the kids that; "I was going upstairs to check on Mom." 

As I entered the room she was sitting on the side of the bed and picking at the dried cum on her legs. 

I said, "Honey, the shower would probably take that off allot easier." 

I could see that she apparently had a hangover but as she turned to me she smiled and said, "Boy do I have a story to tell you." 

I would have like to have had her begin and tell me all at that moment. But in the interest of perhaps having some serious fucking going on as the story was being told, I wanted her cleaned up, as she did not smell very nice.

I asked her; "if she needed any help removing the clothing that she was wearing?" 

She replied, "No, I think I can manage." 

It was then that she noticed that she did not have her bra on. 

She said, "Well that little bastard, he wanted a souvenir like Phillip and Michael got last time. He got me drunk enough that I wouldn't notice that I didn't have my bra." 

I said, "Or your necklace either. I can't imagine Gerry wanting a souvenir from you like that." "Not Gerry, it was Matt or James." 

I looked at her with a stunned look. "How many men were there at this get together?" 

Shari looked at me with a wrinkled up nose and said, "Well! There was Gerry and Phillip, you know him as big one, and Michael whom you also know as the tall one. But I was introduced to Matt and James from the guy's squadron also. Phil and Mike had told some of their friends about last time and so they asked if they could come along. Gerry called me and asked me if it would be all right and I said yes."

That was what Gerry had started to tell me and realized that if I knew that I might not allow her to keep the date.

I was beginning to realize at this point that I had little too no control of what she did. If she decided to take on an entire ship and fuck them, I would have nothing to say to her that would make her reconsider. 

Shari was now a free woman who happened to be married to me. She would do what she wanted when she wanted to do it. Probably because that was the example that I had set for her with the affairs that I had taken part in outside of our marriage. Our new communication with one another was being utilized to suggest how she could do the same.

Shari had always had a fantasy of having five men do her at one time. She said that she would have a cock for each of her holes and one for each of her hands. With this in mind I asked her, "if she had accomplished her fantasy last night?" 

She smiled and said, "Yes! I had one in my mouth, one in my ass and another in my pussy. I held the other two in my hands. Whichever cock came first I would take the ones I held in my hands and pull them to the spot where the other one had filled me. That way they took turns in all my holes and filled me quiet well. I drank so much cum and I kept washing it down with a shot of whiskey and a beer chaser. All five men fucked all three of my holes at least five times. I can hardly walk and my head is killing me."

I was astonished. Shari walked past me to get into the shower. If you have ever seen someone who has ridden a horse for an extended period of time, and had not ridden in a long time, you can picture in your mind how Shari walked past me into the bathroom. 

As she passed by me she had an odor about her which smelled somewhat like a cross between a dead mackerel and a jug of bleach. She had dried cum in her hair and encrusted on her legs pussy and ass. Around her neck and breasts were a string of hickeys. She also had hickeys applied to the inside of each of her thighs. Her pussy lips and ass were so red and irritated that I was unable to tell if there had been attempts to put hickeys there as well, or if it was just from allot of hard fucking. 

I could hear the shower running and then I heard Shari say, "Honey, take your collar off and put on your shower collar. Join me will you? I want to wash your cock for you." 

"Gee how could I refuse an offer like that?" 

I gingerly removed my Styrofoam collar and put the plastic one in its place. As I entered the bathroom, I could see Shari's silhouette through the opaque glass of the shower with water cascading down her face and bouncing on her breasts. What a sight! 

I opened the shower door and stepped inside. As soon as I had closed the door she dropped to her knees, and began to engulf my penis into her mouth. Shari had a way of sucking cock that was so invigorating that no man could hold on to his seed for very long once her mouth came in contact with his member. I was no exception. Within moments she had my load spewing into her waiting mouth. She swallowed it down with out hesitation.

"Oh that was good! I liked that!" She exclaimed. 

Shari then stood up and began washing my entire body with soap and washcloth. When she had finished, she sent me out of the shower to dry off and wait until she too had finished. 

She opened the shower door, pulled a towel down from the rod, and folded her hair into it. Again she reached for a towel and began to towel herself off. Minus the hickeys all over her body, she was now clean of all cum that had covered her. As I gazed at her I realized that my cock was once again at full attention and ready for action. 

I also realized from the appearance of the hickeys, and her earlier condition, she had been royally fucked and fucked hard. Her labia were a bruised tint of blue and red. Her buttocks still bore the handprints of several spankings. And her anus still gapped open. 

In that condition, we entered the bed and began to make love. Five men had used her the previous evening and each had managed to fuck her at least five times each. Yet she was still ready to make love to me.