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I had to catch my breath. To say that sex can be physical is… well… sometimes an understatement. But for my efforts, I was rewarded with a gift. I smiled at the box, knowing the theme of the gifts I often received.
I unwrapped the box and opened it. It was…well, unique to say the least. Well, for most people, to get it from their boyfriend it might be unique. But if you knew mine…
I smiled as I held up a seven plus inch long dildo that understood that breadth is more important than depth. It was nearly as wide as my wrist. Oh, I knew that was going to touch all the right spots… once I worked it in.
I turned and thanked my boyfriend as the girl next to me was opening her box. She had a similar toy. He liked to get us similar things, but never the same.
"Well, why don't you go upstairs and try them out?"
We both jumped up, hugging him, and I headed upstairs. My girlfriend? I'm not sure what you'd call her. We weren't dating, but we were both dating the same guy, and we'd often have sex with him together, and sometimes with each other if we were horny enough, which I have to admit was more often than I thought it would be when I first started living here.
For now, when someone asks, I just tell them she's my housemate, Amber, and leave it at that. People don't need to know she's also the bedmate that I have threesomes with my boyfriend all the time… or do I have threesomes with the two of them? We've never really defined it, you know.
The guy we were dating… more like just fucking… was well off, and so he could afford a sugar baby or two. And he was very sexual, which means it took us both to keep him satisfied. Luckily, I enjoy the sex, and getting to live in a mansion, and having my every whim taken care of… well, let's just say life could be a lot worse.
So as I headed up the stairs, I wasn't surprised to find him following us. I knew he was staring at our collective asses, which I didn't mind. It was my best asset, and better than Tiffani's, although I would have killed for her hair. Shoulder-length and dark brown, it framed her tanned body perfectly. Where my short hair meant it didn't fall in your face when I rode you, but it also meant you didn't have anything to run your hands through. Luckily, my ass made up for that, giving him something to really grab onto.
We were both giggling, holding our massive dildos in our hands as we raced upstairs. I turned and saw our boyfriend holding his phone, videoing us the whole time. It wasn't uncommon for him to video us. In fact, we'd often watch videos of him fucking the two of us, or one of his former girlfriends.
Sometimes I wondered if he showed the videos of us with other people… actually, I was sure he did. I wondered how many people had seen me fucking him, and/or Amber.
We got to our playroom upstairs. It was like a bedroom, but had a few special amenities. Such as a Sybian, a closet full of costumes, and a large screen TV. It was only 80 inches, compared to the larger one downstairs, but more than enough to watch a dirty video on in 4k.
As he turned on a video for us to watch, it was a group sex scene with him and a few other guys servicing a couple of hot ladies. All the guys were like our boyfriend, fit, and well hung. Something that a dildo like this might prepare us for.
While we were tired from earlier, we also could be easily revitalized, and soon we were fucking ourselves with our new toys as we watched those lovely little sluts going at the group of guys. And while the three of us had plenty of threesomes between the three of us, I had never had two guys at once, and I have to admit, I was curious.
I watched on the screen as a blonde walked over to a guy on a couch and sat on his cock while facing away from him, while another guy came up to her and pushed his cock into her mouth.
I watched as she wrapped her delicate fingers around that cock and showed off a fucking huge engagement ring. That blew me away, not just the size, but that someone like that could get married. I wondered if any of the guys there were going to be her husband.
Beside her, a busty brunette was sitting on the sofa, a guy between her legs eating out her juicy pussy. Oh, I loved being eaten out like that, and clearly, so did she.
I looked over at the Amber, and she was really into it as well. So much so that she was starting to cum all over her dildo. I just watched her, slowing my own masturbation so I could focus on her. Amber could do something I had never done before… she could squirt… more like gush. And I found that people either loved or hated it.
My boyfriend… he loved it, and I so wished I could do that for him.
While she could orgasm easier, and wetter, I was blessed with being able to cum multiple times easier, and soon I felt my next orgasm growing within me. I tried holding off, but watching Amber cum was just too much for me.
My body started to shake as my orgasm shot through my body. I didn't scream out loud, but I wasn't quite either. I kept working that dildo in and out of my pussy, but I was losing my ability to control my body.
That's when I felt a hand over mine, helping me fuck myself. I tried opening my eyes and saw it was Amber. She was making sure I'd keep cumming, and when I was like this, I couldn't tell when one orgasm ended and another began. It just seemed like one massive orgasm to me.
"I think she needs even more," I heard my boyfriend say.
Since I was lying down, I couldn't see what he was doing. But I could feel the bed move.
He climbed onto his knees and pulled my body close to him. And when the dildo started to be removed from me, he stopped it. He wasn't interested in my pussy like he was earlier today. Now he wanted something different.
I felt his cock push against my asshole. I had learned to take it from him. And while it was uncomfortable at first, I actually had gotten to where I enjoy it, and can even orgasm just from getting my ass fucked.
Now, I had a massive dildo in my pussy, and a good sized cock in my ass.
"Oh fuck," I cried out, feeling fuller than I ever had before. "Oh FUCK!"
"Should I stop?"
"Don't you fucking dare," I told him. "Fuck me, oh, fuck this feels so fucking good."
And then I cried out in pleasure as the largest orgasm I've ever had hit. It wasn't just some orgasm, this caused me to see stars, and my eyes rolled back into my head. "Don't FUCKING Stop… Of FUCK!" I cried out over and over along with lots of just primal noises as I felt things I had never felt before.
"That's it, slut," my boyfriend called me, knowing how I take the word slut from him as a fucking compliment. "You need two, don't you? Well, take this, you little slut," and he started fucking me in the ass even harder.
And that was the last thing I remembered as I saw stars, and then it all faded to black.
I woke up with Amber on one side of me and my boyfriend on the other.
"I think she liked it," she said.
"I think you're right," he said.
"Oh, fuck… what happened?"
"You blacked out from cumming so hard," she said, running her fingertips over my bare breasts. It felt good, like tiny little electric shocks as she traced my skin and teased my nipples.
Even though I had blacked out, I was still horny.
"I've… I've never done that before…"
"Most people haven't, but I'm so glad I could help you get there," my boyfriend said.
"I think she's ready," Amber said.
I looked at her, confused. "Ready for what?"
"Well, not today," my boyfriend said.
"Of course not, silly," Amber said, leaning over and kissing him passionately in front of me. "But soon… aren't you."
"Ready for what?" I asked again, this time a little more impatiently.
"Ready for one of his parties where you can be passed around to a bunch of cocks… and take more than one at a time, silly," she said to me, before leaning down and kissing me as she lightly pinched my nipples.
"Really?" I paused, unsure of what was happening. "You want to share me… well more than just us?"
"Of course," Amber said. "He loves sharing his lovers, just like he shares you with me."
I looked up at the screen. There I saw the blonde who was fucking two guys before. Now she was between the brunette's legs, eating her pussy, while a guy fucked her from behind. The camera moved back, and I saw my boyfriend fucking the blonde… and as it moved back further, I saw the brunette was Amber.
Was she the girlfriend? Was I just the plaything?
As I thought, I felt the dildo being pushed into me again. As it did, my brain started to turn off once again, and I only thought about sex and how good it felt.
"We should start small… just a few guys.. And work her way up."
"Remember your first real party?"
I heard Amber moan at that.
As she fucked me with the toy, they planned several parties where I could be shared and experience things I've never thought of before. The idea of me, Amber, and a dozen guys though… Well, that did sound exciting, I thought as I orgasmed once again, getting my own special gangbang...
My Husband Brings Me My First Lover
I felt my husband tighten the makeshift blindfold around my head. “Ready,” he asked.
I nodded. I was... and wasn’t. I was so nervous. I can’t believe I was doing this.
I heard the guy walk in and wonder if he had seen me and my husband making out. If so, was he excited about it? How does it feel to be a guy getting ready to make out with a girl who was just making out with another guy?
I loved giving blowjobs. Feeling a cock meant for my pussy, but sliding past the lips of my mouth as I suck on it, always makes me extra wet. I don’t know if me enjoying giving blowjobs made me better at them, or being good at them, makes me want to give them more, but all of my boyfriends have loved my blowjobs. And not just because I would suck on their cocks, I went after them, eagerly sucking on them time and time again, hoping to suck every last drop of cum from them, only to get them hard enough to fuck me again.
Yet, today was different. My now husband, who had experienced hundreds upon hundreds of blowjobs from me, wanted me to suck on another cock in front of him, and I was willing.
I couldn’t see it, but as the cock pressed against my lips, my mouth opened for it. My hand went up, and I felt that cock in front of me as I wrapped my fingers around it.
“Oh, that looks so sexy,” my husband said as I let the head slip past my lips and into my mouth.
Maybe it was my imagination, but the cock my husband found for me was slightly thicker and longer than my husband’s. I liked my husbands, but bigger is better I always found.
I stroked the cock as I sucked on it and heard the guy moan a little. But all in all, he said nothing. But my husband kept telling me how sexy looked, and how I was a good little cock sucker.
I knew I was, in fact, I had just recently been sucking him before he wrapped the blindfold around me. We had planned for months, but I was still nervous. My husband picked the guy, and I worried… what if I knew him… or he knew me?
My husband came up behind me and fingered me. My pussy was open to view, as I only wore a bra at this point, and I couldn’t help but wonder if the guy I was sucking was going to want to fuck me... I mean, every guy I ever sucked always seemed to want to fuck me.
I kept working his cock in my mouth as my husband felt how wet I was. He teased me, not letting me cum, though I wanted to... and he knew it.
I sucked on that cock, and my husband told me he was about to cum. Of course, he knows I don’t mind sucking down his seed, but I appreciated the warning.
Instead of backing away like many girls, I latched on tighter. I worked that cock, feeling it stiffen. It was close to cumming. I knew it, and I wanted it.
I heard him gasp as I felt his cum splash inside my mouth. I gobbled up that hot, sticky mess, working to keep it all inside my mouth. While I know most girls hate it... I love it, and want it all.
I loved hearing him trying to keep quiet. Trying to keep me from knowing who he was. If anything, it made it even hotter for me.
He stepped back from me while I was still on my knees.
“You like that?” my husband asked.
“Of course,” I said, breathing heavily. It was both a workout, and something that put me into heat. I needed to fuck.
“Ready to get fucked?”
“Yes...”
I had barely said it when he pushed me down on all fours and mounted me doggy style. I felt him grab onto my hips and fuck me from behind. I loved it when he just took me and used me, and this was no different.
I started cumming quickly, and he kept plowing into me, telling me to cum like the dirty little slut that I was.
I loved it when he talked nasty to me normally, and while I had initially been self conscious knowing someone else was there, I had forgotten about him, and loved my husband being rough with me.
My knees were sore, but my pussy didn’t care. My husband plowed into me, bottoming out time and time again. He slapped my ass, and called me a dirty girl asking if I was ready for his cum.
When I told him I was, he pulled my hair, as he exited my pussy, and pushing his cock into my mouth. I tasted my cum on his cock as he fed me his cum. I swallowed it all. My second load in less than ten minutes. I don’t think I had ever had two loads so quickly, and I was loving it.
I was hornier than I ever was, and found myself rubbing my pussy, trying to make myself cum again. I needed more, and my husband knew it.
“Look at that slut play with herself,” I heard him talking to our guest. “I love watching her make herself cum. She such a dirty slut touching herself like that.”
It’s true, I was. I had three fingers shoved up my cunt, and was working on a fourth. I needed to be fucked. Sometimes when I was like this my husband would finger fuck me, but since we had a fucking guest, I guess he just wanted to watch.
“You know honey, our guest is still here... I bet he’d be willing to fuck you, too. Would you like to fuck the cock you just sucked on?”
“Really?” How was he ready so quickly? Who the hell cares? I needed cock.
My husband took my wrist and led me to the bed, where he laid me down. I spread my legs, knowing what I was going to get, and felt a man climb between my legs.
“Tell him to fuck you,” my husband ordered me.
“Go on,” I said, filling the tip of his cock at my pussy. “Fuck me. Fuck my pussy good,” I begged of him, forgetting that we had discussed nothing but a blowjob beforehand.
I felt him push into me, that slightly larger cock opening up my wet pussy even more. It was a tighter fit than my husband, and that made it better.
I was cumming almost instantly as he thrust in and out of me. It felt so fucking good, and I said so as a bitch in heat, begging him to fuck me fast and faster.
As I was cumming, my husband pulled my blindfold off. I looked up and saw a dark-skinned black me staring down at me. It was my first black cock... a fantasy of mine for ages, and my husband had helped it become a reality for me.
I wrapped my legs around his waist as he fucked me, pulling him even deeper, as I came again. This time, he came with me, while his cock was buried deep inside of me.
He kept thrusting as long as he could until he collapsed on me.
“Thanks buddy,” my husband said to him. I looked over and saw my husband was naked as well. The black guy high-fived him and climbed off of me.
I wondered if they were friends... and more importantly, if they were, would I get to fuck my new friend again?
I watched as he dressed, while I felt his cum slowly leak out of me.
“How did you like that?”
“I liked it,” I hissed through my teeth. I was still horny, and watching that tight black ass wasn’t calming me down.
“Want more?”
I looked over at him, and he was nearly hard again. I don’t think he had done me twice so quickly since we dated in college. I nodded, and he pulled the bra off of me as he pulled me onto his lap. I sat up, and then slid down my husband’s fuck stick, waiting for him to fuck me roughly.
My husband kissed me and asked me if I’d want to do it again.
“Of course... and now I think I’ll have to come up with some new fantasies,” I said.
My husband smiled, and then kissed his dirty slut, as I rode him some more. “Only if you share them with me...”
“Oh, I will... because I’ll want them to all come true,” I said, riding him faster and faster.
“Sounds naughty... I love it,” he said, before picking me up and laying me down on the bed to fuck me missionary style some more.
“What’s even better, we can always watch a video of you today if you want,” he said, pointing to his phone.
I wanted to swat at him for it, but I knew how much I loved it. I was going to be his dirty little hotwife, and I’m not sure who was going to love it more... him or me.... or the guys he lets fuck me.
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Never Say Never to Being a Hotwife - this is what changed my mind!
As the expression goes: ‘never say never’. I would certainly have said ‘never’ if anyone had asked me a year ago if would ever become a hot wife for my own pleasure and willingly fuck men other than my husband to fulfil his voyeuristic fantasies.
In most ways we are just like any young married couple. I was twenty-six when we married and Alan was twenty-eight, so we had both had partners and relationships before we met. I had four long-term boyfriends since I lost my virginity at seventeen and three sex ‘flings’ including a really hot one night stand with a Dutch guy whose name I never asked! Alan had a few more conquests and I had known three of his former girlfriends - it was one who introduced us.
Like most couples we occasionally talked about our ex lovers and John always seemed fascinated to hear about mine. He especially liked me to tell him about my one-night stand and he said he was lucky to be married to a sex vixen as he called me. It did seem to turn him on and sometimes he wanted me to pretend he was a stranger. That always led to some hot and crazy sex.
Unlike Alan, who never seemed to mind my previous sexual activity, I was always a bit jealous of one of his ex-girlfriends, Monica, who I had known through work. She was the most stunning tall leggy blonde imaginable and she had done some modelling. She looked like every man’s fantasy, with awesome firm large tits, a tiny waste and a pert rounded bum that she could wiggle with a hip swinging sexy walk. Her face was cute and her mouth seemed to hold a permanent sexy pout with full lips always just open enough to suggest they would accept a cock at any moment.
I would quiz Alan about her and I was always surprised that he insisted she was lousy in bed despite looking so hot. One day I bumped into her at a local caf? and all my jealousy came rushing back. Compared to her I felt frumpy and plain, so that night in bed I couldn’t help myself asking Alan about her all over again. This time, I just kept asking more and more questions until Alan revealed a few details I had never heard before.
“Yes, I admit she has an amazing body”, he conceded, “But she would just lay there admiring herself in the mirror while we fucked - she barely reacted to me. She is such a narcissist; she only cares about how she looks. Sometimes, I really wondered if it mattered to her that I was doing it to her!”
“She had a mirror just to watch herself?” I asked.
“Her closets had full length mirror doors, there was another huge mirror which covered almost the whole of a wall and a mirror above the bed-head. She could watch herself from all angles”, explained Alan. “It was like having a porno movie going on all sides, except she wasn’t watching it for the sex, just to see how good she looked as the star of the show. She would adjust her hair or change position and even comment that she looked better at a certain angle”.
“Did you like watching yourself too - after all you can be pretty vain!” I teased.
“A bit. But not the way you think”, Alan hesitated and I could tell he was deciding how much to reveal, so I gently ran my fingers across his chest, trying to appear nonchalant.
“In what way then?” I asked eventually.
“I liked watching her being fucked. I was kind of being a voyeur”.
“How so?” I asked, not really understanding.
“Well it was a bit like watching a porno. I could imagine that I was watching any man fucking her - not necessarily me. That was the part I enjoyed. I could make up any fantasy I wanted about the scene in front of me. In the end, that became the only turn on. If there hadn’t been any mirrors, I would have grown bored of sex with Monica very quickly”, explained Alan.
Now I was intrigued. This was revealing more about Alan than I expected.
“So why did you break up with her?” I had never asked that question before.
“It was the other way round. She broke up with me. It was because of the mirrors and my fantasies. She didn’t like them”.
“Because it wasn’t about her?”
“No because it WAS about her. I told her that I liked to imagine I was watching other men fucking her. Then I asked her if she would do it for real while I watched and she ended the relationship after a big argument”.
“You wanted to watch her fuck other men?” I asked, completely shocked.
“Yes. I really did”.
It took me a few moments to process this information and the next obvious question came to mind.
“Have you ever wanted to watch me fuck other men?”
Alan was quiet and sheepish. He had a guilt look on his face, so I already knew what the answer would be. I reassured him that I would be OK if the answer was yes.
“Yes”, he finally confessed, begging me not to be furious with him.
“I’m not angry”, I explained, “just a bit surprised and confused. I’m not quite sure where to go from here. But at last I understand why you like me to tell you about my fuck with the Dutchman. I often wondered why it made you so horny”.
“I’m sorry Susan. I didn’t want to lose you or make you angry. I love you so much and I didn’t want you to leave me like Monica. I’ve had to keep my fantasy a secret. Please forgive me”.
Alan seemed so worried and sincere. Really, I couldn’t see how he had done anything wrong except keep a secret.
“I’m really not angry darling. It’s only a fantasy, so I’m not upset”.
Alan took me in his arms and we kissed tenderly, relishing the intimacy of our newfound understanding. I realized I would need to find a way to accommodate Alan’s fantasies in our relationship.
“I don’t think I could fuck other men for you Alan but if you like to fantasize about it, that’s OK. And if you like we can have mirrors in the bedroom. That way I get really nice brand new closets and you can come out of the closet with your dirty mind!”
“I love you Susan. Thank you for understanding”.
Alan started to cover me in kisses and I could feel him becoming aroused. I was getting pretty hot too wondering if we made love now, what dirty thoughts would be passing through Alan’s mind.
“Would you like to imagine me with someone else now?” I asked, my hand caressing his hardening cock.
“Yes I would! Can you imagine it with me?”
“Yes darling - but I have to warn you, he is very handsome and big. He’s Dutch and I don’t even know his name!” With those words, Alan’s cock sprang to attention and he started to caress my pussy with his expert fingers. My mind began to wander back to my Dutchman and my orgasm came quickly.
Soon Alan entered me and began to thrust powerfully into me.
“Are you imagining fucking your Dutchman?” asked Alan.
“Oh yes!” I moaned, “He is fucking me so well!”
“Good! I like to watch him fucking you Susan!”
I could see the lust in Alan’s eyes. He was so happy to be talking about his fantasy. I knew just how to tip him over the edge. I pulled his head down close to my face and whispered in his ear.
“I’ve never told you this my darling. My Dutchman had the biggest cock I have ever had. It was so massive that it was almost painful! I just couldn’t get enough of his big cock inside me. Fuck me hard so I can imagine his beautiful cock inside me!”
Alan gasped a few times and came instantly, moaning repeatedly as he pumped his hot seed into me.
“Oh yes, fuck his huge cock! I want you to fuck his huge cock for me!”
Alan collapsed next to me and looked lovingly into my eyes.
“Thank you for understanding, Susan”.
“I don’t fully understand”, I answered, “But I can’t see much harm in your fantasies. Especially if I get some nice new closets with full length mirrors!”
We laughed and cuddled and went to sleep happy in each other’s arms.
Little did I know where this new road would take us!
CHAPTER TWO
I’m not innocent and I’m not na?ve but somehow I never thought that putting the mirrors in the bedroom would lead to any more than just fantasy play with Alan.
Once the new closets were in and Alan put another mirror above the bed we started to fuck much more often. We had only been married three years, however we were back to sex almost every night and sometimes more, just like newlyweds.
Steadily the bedroom talk began to escalate. Alan would describe what he was imagining in great detail and I began to look forward to fucking the strangers in his mind. I watched in the mirror as he pretended I was fucking a banker, delivery men, a colleague from work called Doug who I reckon is super hot and all manner of other men. Gradually I began to like watching myself being fucked and we tried all sorts of positions so I could watch his cock from the best angle.
One evening, when I came home from work I was feeling particularly horny. Alan was in the lounge and I called in to him from the doorway.
“Hi darling, just letting you know that I have brought home a hot guy called Tom. I’m going upstairs to let him fuck me. You can come up and watch if you like”
With that I ran upstairs and stripped off and just lay on the bed waiting. Alan was up soon and we had the hottest fuck imaginable. I called Alan ‘Tom’ which made the fantasy even better. This was the first time that I really ‘lived’ the fantasy and I realized that I could now go though with it. I was ready to fuck another man.
Lying in bed afterwards I told Alan.
“I’m ready darling. I could do it. I could fuck another man if you really want me to!”
“OMG! You would? You mean it?”
“Yes lover. I want to. It’s time to do it for real”.
Alan was so excited. We discussed all the possibilities and started to hatch our plans. It was fun doing this with my husband - because we were doing it together. Somehow it seemed so natural and loving. The most important thing was to have Alan watch me fuck the other man and for me to watch it in our mirrors.
We were worried that it might be hard to find another man who would be happy to fuck me in front of Alan, so Alan suggested that we fill the empty wall with a full size two way mirror and Alan could sit in the spare room next to our master bedroom and watch all the action. He could even film it secretly from there.
In a couple of weeks we were ready and Alan had tried out filming me masturbating from the other side of the mirror. Everything worked perfectly and I enjoyed exhibiting myself to my dirty husband, knowing he was jerking off too!
The next problem was finding a suitable first candidate. We thought about me going out and seducing total strangers. In the end we decided that I should go for Doug, my co-worker who I had always fancied. He was married but I was sure I could persuade him to have a little on the side!
I started to dress sexier at work and find excuses to visit Doug in his department. On Friday of the first week, Doug invited me for a drink after work so I knew I had his interest. We went to a quiet bar and sat in a booth away from prying eyes. After a couple of drinks I was relaxed and started to flirt with Doug, touching him on the arm, getting real close and looking deep into his eyes. Our conversation became more intimate and we confessed we were attracted to each other. The sexual tension was amazing.
“Do you think we should be doing this?” asked Doug, “After all we are both married”.
“Doing what?” I replied, with a coy smile, “I don’t think we have done anything wrong yet except have a drink and talk a little?”
I sat back slightly and fixed my gaze into Doug’s eyes and continued.
“But if we did this”, I said, putting my arm around his neck and pulling him towards me until our mouths met in an open sexy kiss, “then I suppose that would be wrong?”
“Probably!” smiled Doug and we started to make out. I was shaking with lust. We caressed each other, Doug cupping my breast and me feeling the sizable bulge in his pants.
Between the erotic kissing Doug told me we should probably stop and he got cold feet, saying he should go home to his wife. I didn’t push him because I knew I would be able to get into his pants the next time around. I felt like such a scheming slut and I loved it!
“I just want you to know that my pussy is wet for you”, I said, giving him a final kiss as we parted in the car park. “Why don’t we have lunch next week and you can tell me what you would like to do about it!”
I smiled at Doug’s helpless lustful look as I turned and got into my car. Then I rushed home to Alan to tell him what I had done. Alan was so excited when I told him about Doug that we fucked twice on the lounge! The whole weekend we just talked about seducing Doug and spent hours fucking in front of the mirror trying to imagine Doug was fucking me.
On Monday, I passed by Doug’s desk late in the afternoon, on some business pretence; making out there was some project going on between our departments.
“When are we going to get together to go deeper into this subject?” I asked him.
Doug was obviously trying not to smirk and he answered very earnestly, checking his calendar.
“I can make any time from lunch onwards on Wednesday. I’m free pretty well all afternoon”, he announced in a business-like tone.
“That suits me fine”, I said nonchalantly. “I can make sure I have nothing on and it doesn’t matter if we take all afternoon to get to the bottom of it!”
“OK”, said Doug, hardly daring to look me in the eye. “I will send you a calendar invite. Why don’t we have lunch first and then we discuss how we want to go about it before we get into the detail”.
“That sounds like a plan,” I smirked. “I will make sure we get a room”. Then I headed back to my desk and called Alan immediately to tell him it was on for Wednesday afternoon, so he could arrange to be home to watch. While we were chatting, the Outlook invite arrived titled “Exploration of Un-penetrated Areas”. Alan and I had a good laugh and I sent Doug back a cheeky little email.
Thanks for agreeing to take a deep dive into new areas of opportunity with me. I have a feeling that we will find out how much we can both contribute and get a great outcome.
Wednesday lunchtime just couldn’t come soon enough and I met Doug at a nice restaurant less than ten minutes from my house. We had a light lunch and shared a bottle of wine. I explained I was only doing this for casual sex and bit of variety - I wasn’t looking for an affair and I had never been unfaithful to my husband before. We talked about sex and held hands. When nobody was looking he leaned over and we kissed. I told him that it was OK to go to my house because my husband would not be home until well after seven o'clock. Just to make Doug comfortable, I sent Alan a text with our pre-agreed coded message.
Do you want me to fix dinner tonight?
No thanks; I may be a bit late. I will be locked away until seven at the earliest. Why don’t you go ahead and I will look after myself.
I showed Doug the reply and we were all set.
“I hope you are going to like my bedroom. I have lots of mirrors because I like to watch myself being fucked. I hope you don’t mind?”
Doug liked the idea and said he had always wanted to have a mirror so he could see the bed.
It was a little after two thirty when I entered our bedroom with Doug. I smiled at the full wall mirror knowing Alan would be the other side of the mirror watching me.
Doug and I stood at the end of the bed kissing and slowly undressing each other. I wanted this to last for my own pleasure and to give Alan a great show. Eventually I released Doug’s rock-hard cock and I got Doug completely naked while I still had my sexy underwear on. I had just let my skirt slip to the floor and I kept on my high heel pumps and kicked it away. I wanted to look like the slut I was about to be.
I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled Doug towards me so I could suck his cock. It was about the same size as Alan’s, perhaps a little ticker and glistening on the tip with pre-come, which I licked off before taking the head into my mouth and lovingly sucking it. Alan would have the perfect view and I wondered if he was already jacking himself off watching.
The sensation of exploring a new man was really turning me on. Everything was a thrill. His smell, the different way the hair surrounded his cock, the weight of his balls as I cupped them in my hand, the way his cock responded to my sucking and as I teased his cockhead with my teeth. All my senses were heightened and I was heady with lust. This new cock was my sex toy and I intended to play with it for my own total satisfaction! I looked up at Doug and our eyes met. He was completely at my mercy!
My pussy was burning hot so I released Doug’s cock and fell back on the bed.
“I’ve got the perfect place for that nice cock!” I said, pulling the gusset of my panties to one side to reveal a dripping love hole.
Doug immediately dropped to his knees between my legs, placing his tip between my labia lips and massaging my juices over my clit. Wow, that felt good!
After some teasing, Doug pulled away a little and dropped his mouth onto my mound, expertly pulling my clit between his lips. He was good at this and in no time I could feel my orgasm building. With Doug busy between my legs, I could safely turn to the mirror to watch the porno-like scene. I knew I was looking directly at Alan and I mouthed 'I love you’ and gave him a big smile and a wink. As I watched myself with another man sucking my pussy, I was thankful that my husband was such a dirty-minded bastard! Maybe it was being an exhibitionist that really turned me on, but at that moment I had a mind shattering and belly wrenching orgasm. I just screamed out, holding Doug’s face to my pussy as I convulsed with pleasure.
Doug didn’t give me much time to recover and he was quickly on top of me. He didn’t even attempt to pull off my panties, again pulling the gusset to one side to position his cock perfectly at my hole. With a firm powerful thrust he was in me and it felt SO GOOD!
Doug knew how to use his cock and I wrapped my legs around him as we found a beautiful fucking rhythm. Doug was also looking over to the big mirror. We were both looking towards Alan and it was a great scene! We looked great. I still had my stockings and shoes on. I looked like a total whore and I loved it. I was putting on a show for Alan and myself and I hoped he was getting it all on video.
“You look so fucking sexy,” Doug called out, his eyes fixed on the mirror.
“WE look fucking sexy,” I replied, “It’s so hot watching a different man between my legs! You are the first man apart from my husband to do me in front of the mirror. I want to try lots of positions so I can watch you fuck me!”
“You are a such a dirty slut!”
“I hope so! That’s what I want to be!”
Doug withdrew and I slipped off my shoes, panties and bra, repositioning myself on all fours for a doggie fuck. I watched our new position, seeing his juice glistening cock as he re-entered me from behind. I was in heaven as he pushed his full length into me and I had to struggle to keep my eyes open as the first waves of pleasure started to hit me. Each thrust sent a shock wave through my body and my bum and tits jiggled with his rhythm. After a while I slumped my head onto the bed and let his heavy balls slapping against my clit bring me to a beautiful orgasm. Shortly afterwards, Doug grabbed my thighs and increased his pace. I kept smiling at the mirror, knowing that Alan was going to see another man unload his sperm into his wife’s willing pussy. Doug let out a huge groan and I felt his hot come flood into my womb.
I wasn’t done yet and I got Doug to lie on the bed so I could lovingly clean his cock with my mouth. Every now and then I watched myself and hoped Alan was enjoying it too. Slowly Doug began to get hard again and when he was fully stiff I straddled him for another a hot fuck, grinding my clit onto his pubic bone and coming another three times before he shot a second load deep inside me.
I fell forwards onto Doug’s chest and we kissed and cuddled in the afterglow. He kept telling me how sexy I am and what a hot fuck I was. He really enjoyed the mirror too and I said we could probably do it again one day as long as he didn’t get all clingy and think I wanted an affair. Doug joked that he had always wanted to be a 'fuck toy’ and would be available if ever I wanted to 'use’ him. If only he knew how much he had just been used!
I slipped on a robe, let Doug out of the house and went upstairs again to find Alan waiting for me in bed. His cock was completely rigid and I slipped into bed beside him taking it in my hand.
“So I take it you enjoyed watching me with Doug?”
“Oh yes, darling! It was fucking amazing - literally! You were so hot to watch”
“I really got off putting on a good show, knowing you were there watching us!”
“Do you want to see some of it again? I got some good video and photos”
Of course I did. We connected the video camera to our bedroom TV and spent the next few hours watching me fucking Doug again and again, choosing our favourite moments. Alan took me from behind so we could watch together and he timed his comes to match Doug on the video. We watched the video dozens of times over the next few weeks and I decided lots of ways to improve my performance and other things I wanted to try.
And so that is how I became a hot wife. Alan and I are totally into our new life now. We have made improvements like adding tiny microphones in the bedroom so Alan can listen to the action and we can get good quality sound on the videos he makes.
I have had a total of nine men now including Doug who has returned a few times. I have convinced Doug that I love to watch me sucking his cock close up and I blow him kneeling down as he sits in a chair we have placed just a few feet away from the mirror. This is one of Alan’s favourites too, especially if I can get a couple of squirts of come on my face, although I am usually too greedy and like to drink the whole load of come.
I once managed to bring home two strangers in one day. There was an industry trade exhibition in town for a few days and I brought home one guy in the afternoon and a different one home that night. Alan fucked me between the two sessions and then again afterwards. I was sore, tired and completely satisfied that night!
My number seven fuck is also one of Alan’s favourites. He had an enormous cock, possibly even bigger than my Dutchman. I knew it would really turn Alan on so I sucked it a lot and talked dirty about loving big cocks. I even told the guy it was the biggest I had ever had and begged him to fuck me as hard as he could. He did me three times in the end and I came dozens of times on that glorious monster cock.
After my fucking sessions, Alan videos my pussy full of my lovers’ come and I talk dirty for the camera about my conquests. Alan is also getting into eating other men’s come out of my messy used pussy. We even video me squatting over his face and pushing out another man’s come into his willing mouth. Sometimes we video Alan sticking his cock into my come soaked cunt and he talks about how hot it is to be enjoying sloppy seconds. Alan then edits all these things to the end of each video so we have a complete record.
The next challenge is to have two men fuck me at once. So far we haven’t had the chance to do that. I am thinking of asking Doug if he would have a threesome with Alan. All I know is there is plenty of excitement still to come and lots of sexy videos to watch in between.
So my advice to would-be hot wives is simple. Find out about your husband’s fantasies and find a way to join in. If you do it together it adds a lot of fun and spice to your life. Go on - I dare you!
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My Friend's First Time at a Bar as a Hotwife
“Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked my friend, knowing she would.
“Yes, damn it. Get me laid.”
Her husband had just agreed to her becoming a hotwife, with the possibility of them having an open relationship, and since she knew my husband and I have been swingers, she wanted me to show her the ropes.
My friend is stunning, and I knew she’d have no problem, even wearing the wedding and engagement ring she had (they could not be missed - trust me). In fact, some guys look for that. But I still feel that throwing someone in the deep end is the best way, so I agreed.
“Come on over early. I’ll help you get ready, and set you up to succeed your first time out,” I told her.
She came over around 5:30, and I had a glass of wine waiting for her, and handed it to her when she walked in.
“I don’t need that. I’m ready.”
“Tonight, you’re doing everything I tell you. Trust me, you’ll want this. So drink,” I ordered her.
She drank her first glass while I gave her the once over. She wore a cute, frilly little dress. Her 38DDs pressed against the thin material, and would be sure to draw the attention of every straight guy, and most of the women, I’m sure.
The dress went barely halfway down her long thighs, and moved easily for dancing... or more, as that was what I had planned for tonight.
As she handed me back an empty glass, I told her we had some minor things to do.
I got her another glass and then took her back to my bedroom.
My husband was there, watching TV when we came in. I had told him about tonight, so he made sure to put something appropriate on. I wasn’t sure what until I walked in and saw it.
My friend saw the screen and quickly downed her drink. I think it surprised her to see me on the screen, all 60" of it. I was completely naked and had two naked guys with me. One had his cock in my mouth, and another was buried balls deep in my pussy, all the while my husband filmed me.
“Is this the fun you’re looking for?”
She was in shock, but still nodded her head.
“Good, then lose the panties,” I ordered her, with my hand held out.
She hesitated.
“Now!” I sounded like a drill instructor, I’m sure.
She reached under her dress and pulled her bikini briefs off and handed them to me. I tossed them to my husband, to lifted them to his face and sniffed.
She just watched.
“How horny is she?”
“I’m hornier. Can I help get her ready?”
“Not yet,” I told him.
My friend swallowed hard. Especially when I ordered her to remove her bra.
She did so right away, but was now mostly topless in front of me and my husband, while I screamed on the TV, begging the guys to fuck me harder.
I noticed her nipples were standing out nice and straight, and turned her to my husband so he could see.
“Nice...”
She blushed a bit, but still didn’t fix her top, even though I wasn’t telling her not to.
I checked her pussy, and she have gotten it waxed. It felt silky smooth, which I knew everyone would love.
“Ready to go to the bar?”
She had to be asked twice to shake her out of her stupor. Once she realized it, she fixed her top.
My husband pulled his cock out of his pants and started to stroke it in front of us.
“Come on. Let’s find someone who will use it on us,” I told my friend.
“I’ll use it on you two,” he called out after us.
I had to head out as the rideshare was here. I was planning on us both being drunk, and needed to get us there and back safely.
“Is your husband really going to jack off?” She asked as we were getting in the car.
“After seeing your titties, and watching me on the screen being banged like that... what do you think?”
She just laughed.
I noticed the driver was paying close attention to us. I looked over, and could see he was already horny himself. I loved having that effect on people.
“What’s this bar we’re going to?” She asked after a little bit.
“It’s a special little place I like to go sometimes. What’s better, as long as you’re descrete, the bartender doesn’t care what you do, given a few rules.”
“Like what?”
“You got to keep drinking, and tip him well... and you got to blow him when you’re done.”
My friend was shocked that there was a place like that. So was our driver. He mentioned he might have to visit with his girlfriend. He always enjoyed screwing in public.
“Well, I like to fuck,” I told him, emphasizing the FUCK part. “And I don’t think he wants a blowjob from a guy. He really likes the ladies, if you know what I mean.”
He laughed and said he might enjoy watching his girlfriend suck off another dude... if he only knew.
I got up to the bar, and my bartender friend had my order ready for me. I guess I’m a regular.
My friend was just looking at him. He was not what she was expecting.
“Can you get a drink for my friend here? It’s her first night out, if you know what I mean.”
My bartender got my friend something a bit stronger than the wine I had served her. She downed her shot as he walked around the bar.
“Well, I need to see what she’s got,” he said in his deep, husky voice.
She looked up, up, and further up at him. My friend was tall, but the bartender was 6’6" and 235 pounds of pure muscle. His ebony skin was the real shocker I think for her.
As he walked around to look at her, she did a little nervous twirl. Pointed forward again, I lifted her skirt and showed off her smooth pussy to him.
She laughed in nervousness, but I could see her nipples hardening again.
“Maybe I should go first?”
“I thought you went last,” my friend told him.
“No reason I can’t do both. Especially for a fine woman like yourself.”
She swallowed hard and looked at me. I just nodded my head.
“OK,” she said timidly.
She thought there’d be some room in the back, but he undid his pants right there in front of everyone. His massive snake rolled out in front of her, and her mouth just fell open.
“Looks like she knows what to do,” he said, laughing.
She reached out to touch it, and recoiled back, before going out and grabbing it. She held that black monster in her hand, and I whispered in her ear. “You should try to suck on it.”
She did, and everyone around watched her work. She sucked as much as she could, but she wasn’t used to taking something that large. Most people weren’t.
He placed his fingers under her chin and lifted her up. “That’s good, baby doll,” he said, before going in for a kiss. As he kissed her, he fingered her pussy, seeing how wet she was.
He moved in and replaced his fingers with his cock, and my friend's eyes went wide.
“How you like a cock that’s not you husband’s,” I asked her as he was sliding deeper and deeper.
“Oh, fuck...”
The whole bar laughed as she took her first black cock... her first hotwife cock. They were all watching, and she was keenly aware of this now. But my bartender friend didn’t let up.
I reached over and pulled out one of her tits, pinching her nipple as she was getting fucked. Everyone seemed to like that as well, especially as my friend started to cum in front of them all.
The bartender leaned in and kissed her while groping her tits. As he did, you could see his balls lift and tighten as they emptied themselves into her wet pussy.
As he slid out, I leaned over and sucked the last couple of drops of cum from his cock. I got to taste my friend’s cum as well, and it was delicious.
I licked my lips to the thill of the crowd.
The bartender walked back around the bar and poured us another pair of drinks, this time on the house.
We downed them, and another guy came up to my friend. “Are you looking for some more fun?”
She looked at me. “I thought I was just going to find one...”
“Look around,” I told her.
As she did, she noticed something. Almost everyone here was a guy. “I invited some of my friends to come over,” I told her. “They’re all here to welcome you into the lifestyle.”
“And the girls?”
“How into this are you willing to go?”
She downed another drink. “I guess we’ll just have to see.”
With that, she lifted her dress for the guy in front of her, and I lifted my skirt for the guy who came over to me. We both got plowed side by side by two different guys.
All night, she took one cock after another. She wasn’t ready for a threesome yet, and she watched me with one of the girls, while bent over the pool table, while some guy sunk his cock into her pocket.
She loved all the attention she got.
Tired and worn out, she went to close out her tab. She did so on her knees, sucking that black cock from earlier.
She swallowed his load like a pro and wondered how she’d tell her husband about it.
“Oh, that’s easy,” I told her.
He walked out from around the corner, holding a disk.
She was shocked.
“He wanted to watch you, so we let him. This place has cameras that record to a DVD, and he’s got the only copy. But you can watch yourself as much as you like.”
She was shocked.
“I think I’m too tired to do anything with him,” she admitted to me.
“Can I do something?”
“What?”
“Well, he let you fuck how many guys? Don’t you think it’s fair for him to get some pussy?”
She thought about it for a second and then agreed.
Her husband had been worked up, but I’m thinking he must have jacked off, as it took a little while for him to cum. My friend was right there beside him, watching him fuck my used pussy.
It was even hotter watching as she kissed him while he finally blew his load inside of me.
I guess they’re both ready for this, and I’m glad I was there to help them along the way.
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Using Your Talents at Prom
"Mom," I whined as she took the thousandth photo of me and my prom date tonight. At least that's what it seemed like.
"Come on, I only get to see you dressed up like this once," she said, just trying to embarrass me to death. Sure, I didn't normally dress up, but what kid my age does?
I put my hands on my hips and pointed. She snapped another photo before deciding that was enough. "OK, I'll be done," she said, putting her phone away.
"Just remember, don't do anything I wouldn't do," she said as my date started walking me to his car.
"I know what you did on prom," I reminded her.
Her getting knocked up with me had been a common discussion growing up. Unlike her, I was supposed to wait until I had at least graduated from high school, preferably college.
"You have so much talent and opportunity," she said, like she always did before I left for a date. "I just don't want to see it go to waste."
I just smiled and nodded as my boyfriend drove off.
"Well, she is right," said my boyfriend. "You've got a lot of talent."
"Oh, I know what talents you're thinking of," I said with a smile. He was right; I was known for a certain talent, and unlike many girls my age, I was a little proud of it.
"Care to put that talent to use?"
"Already?"
"You know I can't say no to you," he said.
I looked at his lap, and his hard dick was already poking out of his pants.
"Oh, you're such a bad boy," I teased, leaning over so I could suck on his dick.
As I bobbed up and down on his dick, I could feel the car moving from lane to lane, taking turns when necessary.
"We're almost there," I heard my boyfriend say.
"What about you?"
"Almost…"
He pulled into the school parking lot and found a parking space. I worked a little harder, as I knew people would walk by any minute and could see us. And while I liked my talent, I didn't enjoy giving a public show… at least not to have it open to everyone.
I could feel my boyfriend tighten up as I slid up and down his cock, my perfectly painted lips wrapped around his dick.
As he tensed up, I wrapped my lips tighter, creating a suction that was ready for him. I sank a little deeper, taking all of his dick in my mouth. I felt his cum slide down my throat.
"So talented," he said.
I sat up and smiled, not every girl can deep-throat her boyfriend after all. I flipped down the sun visor and looked in the mirror. I would have to adjust my lipstick a little, but it was a small price to pay for some fun.
I reapplied the lipstick, blowing myself a little kiss before dropping my lipstick into my purse. There, I saw a little gift that was left for me. I wasn't going to let anyone know, at least not yet.
We let Betty, one of my friends, and her boyfriend out of the backseat.
"Why don't I get that?" her boyfriend asked her.
"Because you need to behave for now. You can be naughty later," she teased him.
Yes, I know they two of them just watched me go down on my boyfriend, but it wasn't the first time they had seen me, nor would it be the last I was sure.
We headed into the school where our prom was held. We did all the normal things: dancing with each other, dancing with friends, everything. At the end of prom, there were lots of after-parties planned. I had been invited to one.. Well, it wasn't really a party.
A friend of mine and her boyfriend had gotten a hotel room with a few other friends. Of course, while I was known for being a blow job queen, I was also the virgin that would never go to something like that, right?
Well, instead, I did… we did.
We had to be careful not to all show up at once. We had heard stories of hotels chasing out prom orgies. My boyfriend and I were the last to show up. I looked at my phone, saw the room number, and headed toward the elevator. The front desk clerk gave a knowing smile. Hopefully, it wouldn't be shut down before we get started.
We knocked on the door, and it was quickly answered by one of my friends. She hugged me and pulled me inside. My boyfriend quickly followed.
A couple of girls were there, as were all of their boyfriends. We had talked about what we were going to do for the party. On the bed, Betty had the top of her dress mostly undone, and her boyfriend was inside it, sucking on one of her large tits. They had left with a different group, and he wanted to get started being worked up the entire time we were at prom.
On another bed, I saw Sally sitting on her boyfriend's lap, while his hand was under her dress. Sure, we couldn't "see" anything, but we all knew what was going on. The smile on her face was more than clear. If she felt much more, she would start cumming in front of all of us... which she was bound to do anyway.
"Let me guess," she said, looking at me, "you've already used your talents tonight?"
"And you haven't," I said, sticking my tongue out at her.
She smiled even more at that.
I pulled the girls into the bathroom, telling the guys we had to freshen up first. We all talked and came up with a plan. We all came out smiling and giggling. We were horny, but also a little shy. Sure, we were all used to sex, and even having sex in the same room as others, but never in quite this size of a group, with this much riding on it.
Betty went straight to her boyfriend, the top of her dress still undone, and soon it was pulled down, exposing her completely to the room, not that anyone was really paying attention, as we all had our own partners to think about.
Betty was definitely the most outgoing of us, and enjoyed putting on a show. I had lost count of how many times I walked in on her screwing her boyfriend, or her just doing it in front of us.
Since there were five couples and two beds, two couples could use the beds at once, while the others had to make out on the chair or sofa. It was a foregone conclusion that we'd be watching one another, enjoying the show.
As I was kissing my boyfriend, feeling him through his pants, I saw Betty's dress being pulled off. She was wearing only stockings, and she kept them on.
Betty was the most forward of us girls, and while she loved getting fucked, she also wanted to make sure she got as much as she gave. I watched her boyfriend go down on her as my boyfriend was kissing my neck. I was so wet; I wanted to feel what she felt, but I knew if I took my panties off, I would feel something else instead.
Betty was not quiet, but not loud, as she whimpered as she came.
Sally was stroking her boyfriend's cock while he worked her dress off as well. Soon that couple was completely naked, and Sally never waited for the "big D" as she liked to call it. Her boyfriend mounted her, and she was moaning as it turned her on to have an audience.
I looked around, and everyone was now at least halfway watching the two couples going at it on the beds. I had fished my boyfriend's dick out of his pants and was stroking it as we both watched the show going on before us.
I looked around, and that was happening to the other two couples as well. The girls and/or guys were half naked, and lots of handwork, allowing everyone to watch.
Betty's boyfriend was really driving it home, and she was loving it, but just as she was about to really cum, he pulled out. He looked over at me, and I ran to the bed. There he knelt on the side of the bed, and I stood, slightly bent over.
I wrapped my lips around his cock, and bobbed up and down, once… twice… and he shot his warm load down my throat.
Yeah, that was my talent. I didn't just suck off my boyfriend, I'd let any of my friends who wanted to let their boyfriend go bareback, empty their balls down my throat. I didn't even mind tasting my friend's pussy on their hard dicks. If anything, it actually excited me a bit.
Of course, the rule was, if they didn't pull out in time, they had to eat their own cream pie. That kept them pretty honest, and since none of my girlfriends like swallowing, it worked out well for them.
I heard the bed next to me. They were getting close, and soon, I was swallowing another load of cum. That was three loads for me tonight, if you're keeping score. That wasn't my record for a day, but I was getting close, and part of tonight was going to be pushing me further than I had before.
The two other couples with us in the group went from making out, and partially undressed to fully naked in no time flat, while I worked on sucking my boyfriend's cock, just enough to keep him hard and ready, but not ready to cum just yet.
I got up and went back to stroking my boyfriend as he groped my breasts while I watched Emily get taken doggy style. She was a bit of a freak… well, we all were in our own ways, so I guess she was just a little freakier when she asked her boyfriend to spank her ass.
We all heard it as he did and heard her moan as he did.
Sarah, instead, was riding her boyfriend cowgirl-style. Of course, she was looking off to the side, watching the other couple go at it.
Everyone was excited about what was going down, and those two couples couldn't last long, not that was going to be a problem. After all, the night was young, and we had all evening for fun, as none of us were expected back home before noon tomorrow.
Soon, I was busy gulping down two more hot loads from my friends' boyfriends... and yes; I know that put me at five loads, which was a record for me… but I wanted more.
I looked over at my boyfriend with hunger in my eyes. Everyone saw it, and a few commented on it. And soon I was deep-throating him, swallowing his load, just like everyone else.
"Six!" I yelled as I stood up, smiling the entire time.
"Fucking hell," a few said, not believing how much cum I had swallowed.
I went over and took a swig of something that someone had brought. It was good, not that I cared. I looked around the room at all the naked folk, and could help but wonder who was next. I had a certain lust in my eyes, and my friends could see it. I was ready to devour someone… or something.
I walked over to my purse and opened it. I turned to face everyone. "I've got some news," I said. "I know what we've done in the past, and I've always been excited to help. But that was then, and now that I've broken my record, I'm looking for something else."
I pulled something out of my purse. It was a letter. From it I read, "Make sure you remember your first time." I then held what was inside the envelope with the letter.
"A little gift from my mom," I said, holding up a condom package. "And I need all your help in using it."
My boyfriend lit up. Of course, his dick still wasn't quite ready for another round.
I stood as I unzipped my dress from the side. I held it up with my hand and took a breath before I let it slide down my body and pool at my feet.
I was wearing a small bra and my panties, which made me the most dressed person in the room, yet I had never been naked in front of others, part of the deal with my mom, as she knew what it would lead to… and so did I. That's what I unhooked my bra, and exposed my tits to the room, and then slid my panties down to the floor.
I stepped out of the pool of clothes as my feet, and was now totally naked, just like my friends.
My boyfriend came over to me and hugged me tight. I could feel his naked skin against mine, and he instantly went to cup my breasts and suck on them. I had never been even partially naked in front of a guy, and now I was naked in front of five of them.
I smiled as I felt a guy touch me like that for the first time.
"I was told to make this memorable," I said, "and if you had liked me just sucking on your dick, maybe you could have been my first. But since you like to share my blowjob talents with your friends, I don't see why I shouldn't share other things with whoever I want."
My boyfriend looked up from sucking on my tit, and I looked down at him. "But…"
My look told him he should be quiet.
I looked over at Avery. He was Betty's boyfriend. Well, more like a fuck friend. Sure, they were "dating" but it was just about sex, and she had told me in the bathroom she was fine with him doing me. And since he was the largest guy in the group, I wanted to make my experience memorable.
Since he had been in the first group to fuck, his dick was nice and ready to go. In fact, he had two fingers in Betty when I handed him the condom. "Care to be my first?"
He looked at Betty, who nodded her head. With that, he jumped up in excitement. What guy doesn't want to be a girl's first?
He ripped the package open and put it on, then pulled me down onto the bed where he and Betty were.
While I knew of some girls and guys who lost their virginity at a party, this was a little different. Betty, his girlfriend, sat on one side of me, holding my hand, while my boyfriend stood on the side of the bed watching me. In fact, everyone there was watching me.
And while they had all seen me suck down a thick load from all the guys before tonight, and tonight, this, well, I was a little timid right now.
I blushed as Avery climbed on top of me.
"Ready?"
I just nodded.
With that, he took his dick in his hand, and lined it up with my opening. I felt my pussy and saw how wet it was. The truth is, I was always wet when I sucked a dick, and sucking five of them tonight, and my boyfriend earlier that day… well, I was basically in heat.
He thrust forward slowly, and I felt a man push into me for the first time. I had been masturbating with the handle of my hairbrush for several years, so he had no hymen to break, but it was still much tighter than I was used to.
I moaned as he opened me up, and so did he. I looked over at my boyfriend and smiled. "You're next," I whispered to him, as Avery fucked me harder and faster.
I wasn't sure what to do with my hands, so I wrapped them around Avery and pulled him in to kiss me. He kept thrusting and came as we kissed.
I felt good, but I didn't cum from my first time. That was a little disappointing, but normal from what I hear.
Avery climbed off me, and I saw his used condom. He didn't have as much of a load since he had just fucked a few minutes ago, but I was glad it was all there.
I reached out and held my boyfriend's hand. He leaned over and kissed me, running his hands over my tits. I took his hand and moved it lower. I wanted him to feel my pussy.
He started to finger me, which felt good. As he did, Betty pulled out another condom, this time from her purse, and I asked her to put it on him. I didn't want him to stop what he was doing, especially as I thought I might orgasm.
As Betty rolled the condom over his hardening dick, I knew what was coming next. I would go from never having sex to having sex with two guys in less than ten minutes. And while I've sucked off three guys in rapid succession at the request of my boyfriend, this was something else.
I felt dirty. And I liked it.
"Come on," I said, looking right at him. "Fuck me already."
Well, he was already climbing on top of me, and once he mounted me, he went to town fucking me as hard and fast as he could, making up for the last six months where I had kept saying no.
As he had gotten me so close, this time I came, and I orgasmed much louder than I ever had. I don't know if it was because I was fucking a real guy and not my fingers or my hairbrush, or because another guy almost got me there.
And while I knew my boyfriend was a little smaller than the other guy, I couldn't have honestly told the difference. It all felt great, especially as I orgasmed in front of everyone. Not that I was thinking about that until my orgasm finally faded.
"Oh, fuck," I said, smiling, embarrassed by what I had done.
Everyone was looking at me and smiling as well. They had enjoyed the show clearly, and most of them were more than ready for a second round.
My boyfriend, who had propped himself up on his arms, leaned down and kissed me. I loved the weight of a man on top of me as they kissed me, and now feeling that naked skin against mine… well, that was even better.
As he sat up, he pulled his condom off.
"Oh, wow," he said. "I've been waiting for that," he continued.
Everyone laughed knowingly, but was happy for him and me. Of course, I wasn't his first, just as he wasn't mine... but I still got to experience him for the first time, and I would do more of that, I'm sure.
"I just hope it can continue to be like that," I said, thinking about my orgasm.
Of course, he was thinking about getting laid all the time. Which I was okay with as well, if I were being honest.
Everyone was looking at us, while also getting a little handsy with their partners.
"OK, listen up, everyone," Betty said. She was clearly the leader of our little group. "We all know Jamie has been a good friend to us, slurping up all the cum that we don't want, deep-throating our boyfriends, and letting us all have fun. And now that she can have some fun, I say we let her… and us."
Everyone was looking at her, but a little confused. At this point, I had sat up, and so had my boyfriend. He was cupping my breasts in front of everyone, but that wasn't that big a deal, because almost everyone else was doing something similar, or even naughtier. Two of my friends were getting fingered in front of all of us, and one of them was rubbing her cute little ass against her boyfriend's dick… and yes, I thought she had a cute little ass, and had even told her so.
"So here's the deal, her mom said, to make it memorable, so we are. She can fuck any of our boyfriends. Heaven only knows how many times she's sucked them off for us, and how many gallons of cum she's swallowed for us," she said, to everyone's laughter and a few high-fives.
"So," she said, pulling out a string of condoms from her purse, "she can hand these to any of you guys, and we expect you to be a gentleman and fuck her cute little brains out!"
I was blushing as she handed me the long pack of condoms.
"As for the rest of us, we'll I'm down with sharing with anyone, as long as you're willing to share with me. I don't know about you, but I want to start this off as a wild send-off before we head off to college soon. So no worries, no jealousy, just a lot of good ol' fucking - if that's OK with everyone?"
Everyone was down with that. The only question was who to pair off with next.
I looked around the room. I wanted to be with all of them, so I just picked the closest guy and handed him a condom.
He was quick to put it on and asked me what position I wanted to do next. I hadn't thought of that. "Any recommendations?"
He smiled, and I knew what he meant. On my hands and knees I went. One of my friends helped me get into a better position for doggy, and I got ridden.
All night long I was ridden, with each guy giving it to me at least once, and some multiple times. I only did one guy at a time, but I have to admit, I was tempted to try more than one. Maybe we can do that later, I thought to myself. I mean, since I can now fuck around, why not continue to experiment.
By the end of the night, all the girls had experienced several guys, and all the guys had experienced several girls.
And I… Well, I had sex with all the guys! It was hard to rate them all… after all; I was still new to this and… is there really anything such as bad sex?
We were all headed out to get a pancake breakfast. I was a little sore from all the fucking, even with taking the occasional break. Sure, I went to town on myself all the time, but this was a little different.
So I walked a little bow-legged as we went to the restaurant next door.
"Now wasn't that fun?" Betty asked me, wrapping her arm in mine.
"Yeah," I said dreamily. "That was a lot of fun."
"And I bet you're going to keep on doing it, won't you?"
"Who'd ever want to stop?"
"So, you're happy then."
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"Well, I should ask - you're happy that I put the note in your purse."
"Yeah… wait… what?"
She gave me an evil grin.
"Wait," I said, stopping in my tracks. "That note was from you…? Not my mom?"
She smiled.
"You've been a good girl. You deserved to have some fun. And now that you've got your slut on, you know how much fun you can have."
I thought about all the times my mom begged me to keep my legs shut when I went out… and how much fun I had spreading them. Sure, my virginity was special and worth something, but it was a lot more fun to play with. Was I nothing more than a little slut now?
At the same time, I felt as though I had let her down. How could I? But I was tricked? But what about next time? While I was a little sore, I couldn't help but be thinking about my next time, and I wanted a next time.
Oh, what is a little slut to do?
I had come over to the neighbor's house to help them with their yard. They had an old dead tree they needed cut down and pulled out. The mother was a recent divorcee and had to run to work to solve some challenge. Her daughter stayed behind to watch what I was doing.
My wife used to say that she had a crush on me, but I always dismissed it. However, since my wife passed, I thought about how she couldn't tell me that anymore. I thought of my own kids, who were a little older than her, and about to graduate college, as she brought me out some sweet tea.
"Thanks," I said as she handed it to me. I took a long sip and tried not to grimace. "Make this yourself?"
She smiled as I took another sip.
Like with my own kids, they weren't very good the first couple of times they tried something, so I kept drinking it, even though it was nearly a syrup because of all the sugar.
"Nice and sweet," I said, trying to smile.
She sat on a little half wall up against the house. I stood near her, enjoying the shade on that hot summer day.
"Can I ask you a personal question?"
I was wondering what it would be, but wasn't thinking too much of it. "I guess."
"Have you thought about dating again?"
I looked down at the dirt. I had, and every time I had, I felt a little bad about it. My wife had been gone for a few years, and most of my friends had encouraged me to get back out there. But I seemed to only find bitter, divorced women. Not what I was looking for.
"I have. Some. But not had any luck with it."
"Well, maybe you need to find someone a little younger. You're an active man and could handle a younger woman just fine."
I know her mom was younger than me, having her early in life. I mean, at my age, what's 5 or 10 years? Was she trying to set me up with her mom? I mean, I guess that's a good thing, but still.
But as she said it, I noticed she spread her legs a little, allowing her skirt to hike up. I couldn't help but look, and that when I saw she wasn't wearing any panties. She smiled when she saw I noticed her.
"I think you'd need a younger woman to be able to keep up with you. And there are a lot of young women who find men their age disgusting. They're not mature, and we have nothing to learn from them. And we'd..." she paused as she rubbed the outside of her pussy lips "... we'd really like to learn from someone with some actual experience."
"Oh, really?" It was all I could manage to say. I was transfixed watching her smooth pussy being rubbed.
"Yeah."
"And I assume you don't just mean learning how to pull out an old tree?" I was playing with her. If she was going to play with me, I could, and would, play right back.
"Oh, there's lots I want to learn, but there are some things I want to learn first," she said as she pushed a finger inside of her.
"It seems like you know quite a bit already."
"Well, learning on your own is one thing."
"And you learn on your own a lot?"
She blushed. "I have to admit I do. I practice a lot, and I find myself thinking about you when I do."
"And not some boy your age?"
"That's it. All the guys my age...they're just boys. I want a man. I need a real man."
I swallowed hard at this. I know I could have her, but should I? I mean, I know what my body wanted. A tight 19-year-old body would be desired by anyone. Why not me? Especially since she was all but throwing herself at me.
"And is this how you practice?"
"Oh yes," she said, moving her fingers in and out. I could see just how wet she was.
"My wife loved her toys. I loved helping her play with those toys."
"A toy? Like a vibrator?"
I nodded my head.
She moved her fingers a little faster. "I wish I had one of those. I've always been curious about what they are like."
"Well, from what I can tell, they are a lot of fun. At least that's what my wife always said."
She was thrusting in and out of her pussy, faster and faster. "And you helped her."
"I did. And I knew to make sure to play with her clit if she really wanted to get off."
"My what?"
I wondered what the kids were learning. No wonder she wanted a real man.
I told her where she could find it, and she did. "Oh, wow!" I guess she liked it.
"You know, I have a new vibrator. I was going to give it to my wife, but never got a chance to. Would you like it?"
"Yes, please!"
I thought about it for a second. "OK, but I want to watch you make yourself cum first."
"OK," she said, about to get up.
"No, here."
"Here?" she said, looking around, realizing just how exposed she was.
I smiled. "Yes. Here." I wanted to know just what she'd do, and how far she'd go.
She leaned back, and now using the knowledge of her clit, was soon making herself cum. I guess I had my answer.
"Now, about that toy..." she said in a high pitch flirty tone.
"Well, I don't have it right here. It's at my house."
She hopped down. "That's fine. I can get it with you," she said as she straightened out her summer dress. And with that, she started to follow me back next door to my place.
I went into my bedroom, and into the closet, and she followed me. She stood at the door as I went rummaging through some old boxes where I had hid the present for my wife. It was sealed, and I handed it to her. She put her hand on my chest, keeping me from going forward.
"I was hoping you could show me how to use it," she said as she leaned in and kissed me.
"Really? I'm a hot and sweaty mess."
"A little sweat is quite the turn on for us girls," she said as she kissed me again. She pulled on my shirt, trying to take it off.
I wasn't sure what I wanted, but feeling her soft lips against mine made me lose my mind. I was no longer thinking straight, and just wanted to see where things went.
I kissed her back, and our kiss became more and more passionate the longer it went. I hadn't felt like this in years, and I was loving it.
She stepped back, putting the vibrator on the bed, and pulled her dress up. First appeared her shaved pussy which I had watched her play with just a few minutes ago. Then her tiny tits appeared. They were firm, small, and braless. She dropped the dress on the floor and climbed onto the bed. She stared at me as I stared at her, watching her bite her lower lip in anticipation.
I took my shirt off and tossed my shoes before climbing onto the bed with her.
"You forgot your toy."
"I have you," she said, pulling me in and kissing me.
I kissed her lips, and then her neck. I moved to her shoulder and across her chest.
She released a sigh of pleasure as I sucked on her tiny little tits. Her nipples stood out like hard erasers. They were dark and erect. Just perfect to suck on.
She moaned as I moved my hand across her stomach. I left it there while I moved to kiss her some more.
"It's OK," she told me. "I want you to finger me."
I slowly moved my hand lower, feeling her soft skin. She opened her legs for me, and I covered her with my hand.
I hadn't touched a woman since my wife passed, and now... here I was.
"Please," she whispered to me.
And I pushed a finger insider of her. She was tight and oh so wet. I moved my finger in and out, and she moaned. She really liked it. And as I added a second finger, she moaned even louder.
"Oh wow. You're so much bigger than I am."
I smiled. I liked making her happy like this. With my thumb, I teased her clit, and she moaned again. With each brush of it, she moaned a little more and a little louder.
We continued to kiss as I fingered her.
"Oh yes, please. Just keep going," she practically begged me.
I didn't stop. I wouldn't stop, not till she was satisfied. Then, that's all we'd need to do, right?
Her body shook as I pleased her. She was loving the feeling of cumming from my fingers. I watched her tiny body thrash about. As I watched her, I noticed all the ways she was similar and different from my wife. She was skinnier, but being younger, and without barring kids, will do that. My wife was a lot smaller when we met. But her dress size never changed how I felt about her, I thought.
It was so weird to be thinking of my wife, while making this young woman cum all over my hand. But I didn't stop. Not until she was done.
"Oh wow," she commented. "That was amazing." She was panting. "So that's what it's like being with a real man, huh?"
It was my turn to smile. She had some experience clearly, and she liked me. Or at least she was wise enough to tell the guy she was with that he was the best.
"I'm glad I could help," I said, getting ready to get up.
"Where are you going?"
I paused. I wasn't sure, to be honest.
She went for my shorts and undid them, pulling them down. She pulled on my boxers, will I was as naked as she was.
"Now it's my turn," she told me.
I thought she would just stroke me, which is nice. I was going to have to do that once she left, but I'll take a hand job from her.
"This is nice and thick. I bet you would make any woman happy with it," she told me.
I was going to say something but couldn't, as I watched her dive down on my manhood. She started to suck on me, the head first and then went down further.
She stroked me as she sucked on me. She fave a little twist as she stroked me, which was amazing.
"Oh wow," I said.
She popped up. "You like that? You ain't seen nothing yet." And with that, she went back down. She paused as I hit the back of her throat. I just sat there enjoying myself knowing how no one likes to gag. But then she did something amazing. I can't explain what I felt, but I watched as she took even more of me in her mouth. Soon, she had the whole thing down her throat.
In all my life, I had never had that done to me, and here this amazing creature took all of me.
She came up. "You like that?"
"Yeah!"
She smiled. "Good. I like doing that," she said as she went back down.
She throat fucked me like that, and it felt so good. A little too good.
"I'm going to cum," I warned her.
But it didn't stop her. She kept it up.
"I'm gong to cum," I repeated.
But she continued the onslaught. I tried holding out, and I did as long as I could, but then, unable to hold back any more, I shot my load down her throat.
She never stopped and took each fresh burst that came forth from me.
"Oh shit. That was amazing."
She was smiling big, so proud of herself.
"I thought it was only fair since you made me cum, that I make you cum."
"Yeah, but I just fingered you."
"I know. That's all guys can do. Well, that and... you know." It was funny watching her act all innocent after going down on me like that and swallowing my entire load.
"That's not quite true, you know," I said.
She seemed confused, and that's when I picked her up and rolled her over. She laid down on the bed, surprised by how easily I could toss her like that.
I put my hands under her ass, and lifted her a bit while I went down, and then I went down on her.
"What?! Oh my. Oh MY!" This was clearly the first time a guy had gone down on her, and she was loving it. "Oh...fuck. What?! Oh, don't stop. Don't ever stop!"
And I didn't. I kept licking that smooth pussy. It was so much more fun being nice and smooth, like she kept it. I liked it. And Oh did I take advantage of it.
As she came, I kept eating out her snatch. Her legs wrapped tight around my head, but I didn't stop. I held on for the ride and ate until her orgasm faded.
"Oh wow. And I thought you were good with your fingers."
I smiled. "I take it your boyfriends never did that to you."
"No. Never. Now I see why some of my lesbian friends seem so happy."
I laughed at her comment. I guess I didn't do that much when I was in college, either. But I did it some. It was a shame she didn't find a good lover. Or had she now? Was that what I was becoming?
I laid beside her, and she rolled over and put her head on my chest.
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure."
"I hear that ... more mature men ... take a little longer..."
"Yeah, we do." I knew what she was asking. And I still found it funny how we could do what we did, and she still be all shy around me.
"I'm sure you're used to guys being able to go again in ten minutes, but us more mature men take a bit longer."
"OK," was all she said.
"I'm sure they love getting a blowjob like that, and then going right to screwing. Luckily, we used some time up with me eating you out."
"Yeah we did," she said, smiling. "Maybe you could show me how that toy works?"
"I can. And, just so you know, we don't have to ..." Now it was my time to be all nervous. "We don't have to have sex. I'm not expecting anything from you."
"That's OK. I want to. Like I said, a mature man can be quite the turn on. And you definitely are."
I liked the sound of that. I wasn't sure I'd turn anyone on ever again, let alone someone half my age.
I found where the toy had been tossed and opened up the box.
I found some batteries and put them in, and then twisted the base for her, turning it on.
Her eyes got wide as she heard it buzz. I liked that I could surprise her like that.
"So there's a few ways you can use something like this," I said. It was a standard vibrator, however, it was waterproof and had a powerful motor, or so it claimed. I knew my wife would like it because it looked lifelike.
I pressed it against her clit and turned it on low. She smiled as the buzzing sensation ran through her whole body.
I placed her hands on the toy, and helped guide it around her clit and pussy lips, showing her out to increase its power and speed, and slow it down.
I showed her how to hold off on her orgasm, so it would build, and then really go.
"But don't I want to cum?"
"Oh, I know you do. But that are good things that come to those who wait," I told her. She wasn't sure, but she took me at my word.
She slowly started to insert it inside of her, but only the tip.
"You can go deeper."
"I know, but this is good. I'm happy here," she said.
And she was. She was close to cumming, but holding off. She pulled it out and pressed it against her clit and then turned the power up. "I'm ready," she said.
I helped hold her hand to hold it against her, as she started to cum. With my free hand, I held her other hand, and watched her have her largest and loudest orgasm ever. I loved watching a woman orgasm, and this was no different.
Her back arched, and her toes curled as the sensation ripped through her body. It could not be stopped, and that was great to watch. And her quiet, shy, innocent voice truly found itself as she cried out in pleasure.
I watched her tiny tits rise and fall with her heavy breaths as her orgasm faded, but her body still had to deal with it.
"That. Was. Amazing," she said in halting words, still trying to catch her breath.
"I told you good things cum..."
She laughed at the joke, and the honesty of it.
She reached out and felt my now hard cock which was pressing agaisnt her.
"I'm ready, and it looks like you are too," she told me.
"Are you sure?" I didn't want her freaking out about some old guy...
"I'm sure," she said with a smile.
I climbed on top of her and lined myself up.
I started to push in. My head was barely in, and it was tight, when she asked me to stop. "There's something you should know first," she said. "I want this. I really do, but please be gentle."
I was a little puzzled.
"I didn't put the toy in... because I couldn't."
I still was a little dense. To be fair, all of my blood wasn't reaching my brain.
"What I'm saying it, my dates end with the blowjob. I don't... you know..."
"Are you a virgin?"
"Yes," she said, although a bit embarrassed.
"Are you sure you want me to be your first?"
She nodded her head. "I want you. I want you to teach me, like you have so much today. I just... this time, can we go slow?"
"As slow as you want," I told her. I started to push in further, and I found she wasn't lying.
I held myself there for a few seconds. "Are you ready?"
She nodded again.
I leaned down and kissed her deeply. And as I did, I quickly pushed through. I felt her yelp as we kissed, but the kissing quickly resumed.
I held myself still while she had time to get used to feeling me, or anyone for that matter, inside of her.
I broke our kiss. "How are you?"
"Fine. I just need another minute."
"That's fine," I said.
I kept still until she started to move. And then I slowly started to thrust in and out of her.
I loved hearing her moan with each slow thrust, going deeper into her than anything had gone before.
I let her know it was safe if I came inside of her. My wife didn't want anymore kids after two, so I was snipped. She liked that idea, and so when it was time, I came inside of her.
"Oh wow," she said. "That was amazing."
I smiled. It had been a long time since I had been someone's first. I'm happy to put up another happy customer.
"Now what?" I asked her.
"Well, I don't think that's all there is to know, now is there."
"No, there's a lot more you can learn."
"Then, since it's summertime, I think I should come over from time to time, and get a new lesson."
"I think I would like that. But what would your boyfriend think?"
"You're my boyfriend now silly. I wouldn't cheat on anyone by having sex behind their back."
"That's true. Doing it in front of them is so much more fun."
She laughed, thinking I was joking. But I wasn't.
"You know how I said there was a lot more you could learn? Well, you need to tell me wat you want to learn, because I wasn't joking. Before my wife and I had kids, we were kind of into swinging."
I watched as the cute little mouth's jaw dropped. I guess she didn't see that coming.
"It was fun, and we had a lot of fun with a lot of people. All different types of things: swapping, parties, threesomes... As a single guy, you don't get invited to many parties like that. But I know where to look... depending upon what all you want to learn."
"And if I only want you. At least for a little while?"
"That's fine. I haven't done that since we had kids. So I don't expect anything. I just want to know what you want."
"Oh, I think we can find was to figure it out. For now, we should get cleaned up. My mom will be home soon."
We got up and headed to the shower. I helped wash her nubile body.
"Just so you know," she told me. "My mom's also got a crush on you. But can I ask that you not doing anything with her... not for a little while until we're done?"
As I washed her tits, I couldn't help but agree with those terms.
I don't know how long this will last, but I'm going to enjoy it while I can.
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Love, Sex, and the Wild Hotwife Life - What started as a fantasy for this monogamous soccer mom becomes her reality. With her husband's encouragement, Jamie starts to experience some new people in her life driving her husband wild in the process. Follow Jamie as she as all new experiences she never thought possible before. Note, this series is about a married woman, having wild sex with others outside her marriage, but with her husband's permission and desire. https://amzn.to/3ar6vtT
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How I Got All the Threesomes I Want
"Holy shit, that's fucking hot," I heard from behind me.
It was Tom, my boyfriend's roommate. I'd recognized that voice anywhere.
Of course, I knew what I was doing was hot. I mean, I was the one doing it. As for what I was doing, well, I was naked, of course, on my knees sucking my boyfriend's nice long hard cock, while pushing a toy in and out of my pussy.
From behind, where Tom could see me from, he could just watch my slightly bent over ass riding up and down on that toy of mine.
I turned to face him. No shame in my nudity, or the fact I was caught in a sex act involving both my boyfriend and a sex toy.
"You think that's hot?" I asked rhetorically, and then pulled the toy out of my pussy and sucked on it, licking it clean.
I looked at Tom and winked at him. His mouth fell open, watching me.
"You know what would be really hot?" I asked, and then answered before he could, "Getting fucked by a real cock while I was sucking on my boyfriend's cock."
I stood up and made a show of bending over for him, and once again wrapped my mouth around my boyfriend's cock. I felt his cock push past my lips and twitch as how naughty I was being. It liked me being a naughty little slut, and I was definitely in a slutty mood today.
"No," he said in disbelief. "Really?"
Tom just could not believe his luck. He must have thought for sure he was being set up.
I spread my legs a little, and then, using my best balance, reached back and spread my ass to show off my pretty pink pussy, all nice and wet from fucking my toy.
My boyfriend held my toy as I bobbed up and down on his cock.
I slapped my ass, trying to get Tom to act. Of course, with him behind me, I couldn't see what he was doing. But soon enough, I knew.
I felt two hands on my hips as he steadied me and then felt something strong poking me.
I used my hands to return to my boyfriend, pushing on his legs to help hold me up.
Tom took a few seconds, lining his cock up, but when he pushed into my pussy, my mouth opened as I gasped, feeling his cock enter me. It's one thing to feel a sex toy inside your pussy. It's quite another to feel a real cock fucking you from behind.
"Oh yeah, fuck me," I moaned quietly as my mouth was still full of cock.
My boyfriend pulled me off of his cock by my hair. "What'd you say, slut?"
"I said, Fuck Me." This time I was louder, and more forceful.
He pushed me back down on his cock, and I continued to suck his cock.
Tom spanked my ass, and then while holding onto my hips, really went to town fucking my pussy.
He fucked me hard and fast with his bare cock diving deep into my pussy. I felt as he bottomed out, going as deep as he could into my cunt.
I moaned with my mouth full of cock, wondering who would get to cum first.
I didn't have to wonder much longer. It was Tom. He shot his load deep into my cunt, and continued fucking me, which I loved. I pulled off of my boyfriend as I my orgasm travelled from my pussy, up my spine until I was moaning with each breath and motion. My body felt on fire as my orgasm made me feel in ways I never had. There was something uniquely hot about fucking two guys at once.
My boyfriend watching me cum as his friend continued to fuck me with what energy he had left, stroked his cock, making himself cum all over my face.
Some of his cum landed in my mouth, which I swallowed. Other stops covered my face and got in my hair. I was a fucking mess, and I didn't care at all.
I collapsed at my boyfriend's feet, my head resting on his crotch. I was covered in cum as he stroked my hair, I sure making sure his cum was well embedded.
I worked on catching my breath while the three of us stayed there naked. The two guys looked at me, their little cum covered slut, while I caught my breath.
I looked up at my boyfriend and smiled. "I told you he would do it."
Tom was a bit puzzled, I'm sure. But I wasn't looking at him, so I couldn't tell.
So instead of him guessing, I just told him. I turned and looked at him. "He said a guy wouldn't fuck his friend's girlfriend in front of him, because guys don't like being naked in front of each other and doing stuff. I said a guy will take any chance to fuck a pussy that he's given."
Tom smiled. "Yeah, I will," he said.
I laughed too. "I guess I should have to be careful then, as I guess that means you'll fuck me any chance you get now."
"If you offer it, I'll take it. Especially now that I've gotten to sample it." He paused for a second. "Wait, a second. This was a bet. So what did you win? I mean, besides me fucking you?"
That cocky bastard.
"Well, it means I get to pick guys that I want to fuck in a threesome with him, and he can't say no. So if I get them to say yes, then he has to join me."
"Lucky girl," Tom told us. "Well, just remember, I'm always available." He was smiling the whole time at the thought of getting some extra pussy on the side.
He grabbed his clothes and headed to his bedroom. I guess he was tired of being naked around my boyfriend.
"I need to wash up," I told my boyfriend.
He just grunted an approval and sat there naked on the sofa, knowing I'd come back out to him.
I saw Tom back in his room, near the bathroom.
I walked up to him and kissed him as I stroked his cock. "Thanks for that," I told him.
"You are a dirty slut," he told me with a smile. "I'm glad we got to practice a couple of days ago."
"And we'll continue our one-on-one sessions if you want. Just don't tell him," I said.
"So, if I had said no, what would he had won?"
"The right to fuck my ass."
"Ah... that ass. That's a fine fuck too," he said, groping it. "But I still prefer your pussy."
"Yeah, well, he's not gotten my ass yet, so he doesn't know."
"Poor bastard," he said before going back into his room.
Yeah, my boyfriend was... but what did I care?
I cleaned up and went back out to my boyfriend. I started to make out with him again on the sofa for a few minutes before calling out, "Hey Tom, want to join in on a threesome again?"
My boyfriend looked at me with wide eyes. "What the fuck?"
"I'll only do it if he says yes. That's the deal. But I liked it, and I want it more. A lot more," I told him honestly. He didn't have to know that Tom and I were going behind his back as well... Plus, this way, he got to still fuck me some at least.
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Vacation Photos Give Away Secret
Let’s just say, I have the type of lifestyle where you have to be careful about what photos you share with others. And normally, I’ve been very good at keeping those photos separate, until the day of this story that is.
I came back from vacation with a nice tan, I might add, and everyone was asking for the obligatory photos of when you were in the Caribbean. I had photos snorkeling, and a few of the feasts that we attended, but not too many photos, as I didn’t want to bore people, I said. The truth was, a lot of the photos I took were not the type you can show at work.
There I was on the beach, naked, surrounded by three women, all of whom were naked as well. My wife was standing beside me, her arm around my shoulders, while another woman squatted in front of her. She held my dick in her hand and was smiling as she was giving it a slight tug. The other girl stood beside me, and what you couldn’t see was her hand on my ass while my hands were on my wife and the third girl’s asses as well.
Now, I work with mostly guys, so they were all excited about that photo and seeing me with three naked chicks, even if they were much older than any of them. You see, I work with mostly younger guys, and they were just being kind in wanting to see the photos, but now they wanted to see the others, not that I could.
“So if you can get three chicks, or your wife is OK with you having two side chicks, why not get younger ones.”
I just shook my head. “I don’t think you'd understand.” I wanted to end the conversation there, but they wouldn’t let it go.
“Fine, if you really want to know. These two are friends of my wife. I met them when I met her in college. We had been dating for a few weeks, and apparently girls talk. She was bragging about me so much that Debbie, the one in the front holding…”
“Your crotch,” one of the guys said.
“Yeah, her, well, she came on to me while my now wife was there. Anne just looked at her and was like, ‘Sure’. And so I got to fuck Debbie while my girlfriend watched us. Then she and I went back to her room, and I did her… ahh to be 18 again.”
“So everything’s going well, and Debbie wants to do it again. And who am I to say no, after all, the last time led to some of the most amazing sex of my life… not that Debbie was bad, but Anne got really jealous, or into it, or something. And we’ve done this back and forth several times, and each time is better than the last. So one afternoon I’m doing Debbie while Anne is watching, and bang, the door to their dorm room slams open. There’s Jackie, the third roommate, all pissed off because her boyfriend dumped her while he was literally banging some other chick. Apparently she walked in on them, caught him cheating, and he breaks up with her, kicking her out - and that’s why she’s pissed at him, and all guys in general. So when she sees me doing Debbie, she’s all upset thinking we’re going behind Anne. That is until Anne walks over to her and calms her down. Once she sees Anne there, she’s a little confused, so the two of them talk while I keep on banging Debbie, as she’s a freak getting off on having more people there watching.”
“So Jackie feels bad, apparently, but is also horny. She had gone over to do her boyfriend to screw him, and now she's horny, confused, and pissed off, but not as much as before. And she’s watching me blow my load into Debbie’s mouth, because she loves to swallow a hot load after doing a guy, which is pretty damn sexy, even to this day.”
“I look over at Jackie and Anne, and they’re both smiling, and both are horny; you can tell. I’m only wearing a shirt, and I go over and hug my girl, and then hug Jackie, just trying to be a nice guy… or not. Jackie says she would have done her boyfriend and the new girl if he had just asked. She was super horny, and now she’s all alone. She gets ready to leave, to find some random guy, and I try to tell her that’s not the best idea, but Anne beats me to it.”
“‘But what am I to do?’ Jackie asks, as if posing it as a loaded question. Well, I knew what I wanted, but I wasn’t sure if Anne would go for it.”
“‘Why don’t you join us? He's a nice guy, and I’m sure he could help you.’ That’s my girl. Jackie wants to know what Anne would do, and since Jackie had mentioned doing her boyfriend and the new girl, Anne asked if that might be on the table. I didn’t realize she was a little freak, but she was. That was the first time my now-wife had a girl go down on her, while I was banging the second chick, and it wasn’t the last time. Jackie would join us on many occasions over the years we were in school, and even after.”
“Debbie was the first to kick a guy to the curb because he wasn’t good at sharing her with me. And it became a prerequisite for any of the guys she dated. And while she doesn’t like threesomes with two girls, whoever she was dating and I would often tag team her, which everyone seemed to enjoy. In fact, we got to join her and her husband on their honeymoon, and the first time they had sex as a married couple, well, let’s just say I was right there with her, and that was after I had her all to myself earlier that day, but after they were married. Unfortunately, she moved away for work, so we only get to see her once or twice a year, and so we always go someplace like we can have lots of adult fun. In fact, her husband is the one who took the photo of the four of us.”
“And…” another guy was asking. I’m sure about Jackie.
“Well, Jackie lives in town, and we get together all the time. Sometimes it’s just her and my wife, sometimes it's the three of us, where my wife watches, and sometimes still joins in. And occasionally her husband comes along, and we tag-team the girls. My wife enjoys threesomes of all kinds, and I enjoy watching, and giving… although the all-girl threesome I watched her have on her fortieth… that was something else. I almost couldn’t hold back from wanting to grab my wife and bang her away… but I managed.”
The guys had all gathered around, interested in the stories, and looking at my wife and the other girls. While my wife and the rest of the girls were not the hot twenty-somethings, but they were hot in their own way. A way where they knew who they were and owned their own sexuality. And I, well, I was lucky enough to be along for the ride.
“So what makes you so special?”
I smiled and nodded my head. “Let’s say I have some special talents.”
“Oh?” This time the voice was female.
I thought about shutting down the conversation. I didn’t need to be fired for harassment, but I knew that women could be just as kinky, if not kinkier, than most guys.
“Well, let’s just say the average man can only last about two and a half minutes.”
“In your dreams,” she said, as someone who knows firsthand that younger guys especially are more interested in their own pleasure, and not lasting that long.
“Well, I can last a lot longer than that, but when the girl is ready, I can be ready to finish as well. Afterall, I don't want to wear her out.”
As I spoke, I kept an eye on the female, and she just bit her lip a little, imagining the opportunity.
“So you can last longer...” one guy said. I'm sure he was curious as to how long, but I wasn't going to say just yet.
I just nodded.
I don’t think they thought that much of it, but as they saw that I managed to keep not just one woman happy, but three, they realized there must be something to it.
The group started to disperse, and I didn’t even get to tell them about some of the other girls my wife brings home for us… for me. I smiled as I thought about some of them, many of them younger girls, my co-workers' age.
I got to say, there’s nothing like being nearly fifty, and having your wife bring you home someone who’s half your age. And to have them want to stay with you for a while, living out some of their own wild dreams and fantasies.
The group had dispersed, and the only one left was the female of the group. She was a little older than the rest, about thirty, but still young compared to me.
“And you can still last that long?”
“Longer now that I’m older, if I need to, that is.”
“And your wife doesn’t mind you playing on the side.”
“I never play on the side, but sometimes she just watches,” I told her.
She just nodded, looked at my phone, which was in her hand, and then handed it back to me.
“How do I know if you’re all talk, or if you’re the real deal?”
I have a date night with Jackie and my wife tomorrow. I wondered if I could bring someone to the party. “If you want, you can come and see for yourself, but I don’t just want to be watched. So if you want to watch me in action, then you’ll have to follow my rules, and if you find I’m telling the truth, you've got to partake in the second round.”
“You can still do a second round? At your age?”
“Oh, there are lots of things I can do. And if you want to find out just what I can do, then you’ll have to find out for yourself.” I paused, wondering if I should add on the last part, but I couldn’t help myself. I took a half-step closer, and stage whispered, “If you dare.”
She instantly became like a giggling little schoolgirl, and I knew I had her. I was going to have another young one for my growing little harem, and I couldn’t help but like the shy nerdy type and turning them into a wanton slut.
Vacation Photos Give Away Secret
Let’s just say, I have the type of lifestyle where you have to be careful about what photos you share with others. And normally, I’ve been very good at keeping those photos separate, until the day of this story that is.
I came back from vacation with a nice tan, I might add, and everyone was asking for the obligatory photos of when you were in the Caribbean. I had photos snorkeling, and a few of the feasts that we attended, but not too many photos, as I didn’t want to bore people, I said. The truth was, a lot of the photos I took were not the type you can show at work.
There I was on the beach, naked, surrounded by three women, all of whom were naked as well. My wife was standing beside me, her arm around my shoulders, while another woman squatted in front of her. She held my dick in her hand and was smiling as she was giving it a slight tug. The other girl stood beside me, and what you couldn’t see was her hand on my ass while my hands were on my wife and the third girl’s asses as well.
Now, I work with mostly guys, so they were all excited about that photo and seeing me with three naked chicks, even if they were much older than any of them. You see, I work with mostly younger guys, and they were just being kind in wanting to see the photos, but now they wanted to see the others, not that I could.
“So if you can get three chicks, or your wife is OK with you having two side chicks, why not get younger ones.”
I just shook my head. “I don’t think you'd understand.” I wanted to end the conversation there, but they wouldn’t let it go.
“Fine, if you really want to know. These two are friends of my wife. I met them when I met her in college. We had been dating for a few weeks, and apparently girls talk. She was bragging about me so much that Debbie, the one in the front holding…”
“Your crotch,” one of the guys said.
“Yeah, her, well, she came on to me while my now wife was there. Anne just looked at her and was like, ‘Sure’. And so I got to fuck Debbie while my girlfriend watched us. Then she and I went back to her room, and I did her… ahh to be 18 again.”
“So everything’s going well, and Debbie wants to do it again. And who am I to say no, after all, the last time led to some of the most amazing sex of my life… not that Debbie was bad, but Anne got really jealous, or into it, or something. And we’ve done this back and forth several times, and each time is better than the last. So one afternoon I’m doing Debbie while Anne is watching, and bang, the door to their dorm room slams open. There’s Jackie, the third roommate, all pissed off because her boyfriend dumped her while he was literally banging some other chick. Apparently she walked in on them, caught him cheating, and he breaks up with her, kicking her out - and that’s why she’s pissed at him, and all guys in general. So when she sees me doing Debbie, she’s all upset thinking we’re going behind Anne. That is until Anne walks over to her and calms her down. Once she sees Anne there, she’s a little confused, so the two of them talk while I keep on banging Debbie, as she’s a freak getting off on having more people there watching.”
“So Jackie feels bad, apparently, but is also horny. She had gone over to do her boyfriend to screw him, and now she's horny, confused, and pissed off, but not as much as before. And she’s watching me blow my load into Debbie’s mouth, because she loves to swallow a hot load after doing a guy, which is pretty damn sexy, even to this day.”
“I look over at Jackie and Anne, and they’re both smiling, and both are horny; you can tell. I’m only wearing a shirt, and I go over and hug my girl, and then hug Jackie, just trying to be a nice guy… or not. Jackie says she would have done her boyfriend and the new girl if he had just asked. She was super horny, and now she’s all alone. She gets ready to leave, to find some random guy, and I try to tell her that’s not the best idea, but Anne beats me to it.”
“‘But what am I to do?’ Jackie asks, as if posing it as a loaded question. Well, I knew what I wanted, but I wasn’t sure if Anne would go for it.”
“‘Why don’t you join us? He's a nice guy, and I’m sure he could help you.’ That’s my girl. Jackie wants to know what Anne would do, and since Jackie had mentioned doing her boyfriend and the new girl, Anne asked if that might be on the table. I didn’t realize she was a little freak, but she was. That was the first time my now-wife had a girl go down on her, while I was banging the second chick, and it wasn’t the last time. Jackie would join us on many occasions over the years we were in school, and even after.”
“Debbie was the first to kick a guy to the curb because he wasn’t good at sharing her with me. And it became a prerequisite for any of the guys she dated. And while she doesn’t like threesomes with two girls, whoever she was dating and I would often tag team her, which everyone seemed to enjoy. In fact, we got to join her and her husband on their honeymoon, and the first time they had sex as a married couple, well, let’s just say I was right there with her, and that was after I had her all to myself earlier that day, but after they were married. Unfortunately, she moved away for work, so we only get to see her once or twice a year, and so we always go someplace like we can have lots of adult fun. In fact, her husband is the one who took the photo of the four of us.”
“And…” another guy was asking. I’m sure about Jackie.
“Well, Jackie lives in town, and we get together all the time. Sometimes it’s just her and my wife, sometimes it's the three of us, where my wife watches, and sometimes still joins in. And occasionally her husband comes along, and we tag-team the girls. My wife enjoys threesomes of all kinds, and I enjoy watching, and giving… although the all-girl threesome I watched her have on her fortieth… that was something else. I almost couldn’t hold back from wanting to grab my wife and bang her away… but I managed.”
The guys had all gathered around, interested in the stories, and looking at my wife and the other girls. While my wife and the rest of the girls were not the hot twenty-somethings, but they were hot in their own way. A way where they knew who they were and owned their own sexuality. And I, well, I was lucky enough to be along for the ride.
“So what makes you so special?”
I smiled and nodded my head. “Let’s say I have some special talents.”
“Oh?” This time the voice was female.
I thought about shutting down the conversation. I didn’t need to be fired for harassment, but I knew that women could be just as kinky, if not kinkier, than most guys.
“Well, let’s just say the average man can only last about two and a half minutes.”
“In your dreams,” she said, as someone who knows firsthand that younger guys especially are more interested in their own pleasure, and not lasting that long.
“Well, I can last a lot longer than that, but when the girl is ready, I can be ready to finish as well. Afterall, I don't want to wear her out.”
As I spoke, I kept an eye on the female, and she just bit her lip a little, imagining the opportunity.
“So you can last longer...” one guy said. I'm sure he was curious as to how long, but I wasn't going to say just yet.
I just nodded.
I don’t think they thought that much of it, but as they saw that I managed to keep not just one woman happy, but three, they realized there must be something to it.
The group started to disperse, and I didn’t even get to tell them about some of the other girls my wife brings home for us… for me. I smiled as I thought about some of them, many of them younger girls, my co-workers' age.
I got to say, there’s nothing like being nearly fifty, and having your wife bring you home someone who’s half your age. And to have them want to stay with you for a while, living out some of their own wild dreams and fantasies.
The group had dispersed, and the only one left was the female of the group. She was a little older than the rest, about thirty, but still young compared to me.
“And you can still last that long?”
“Longer now that I’m older, if I need to, that is.”
“And your wife doesn’t mind you playing on the side.”
“I never play on the side, but sometimes she just watches,” I told her.
She just nodded, looked at my phone, which was in her hand, and then handed it back to me.
“How do I know if you’re all talk, or if you’re the real deal?”
I have a date night with Jackie and my wife tomorrow. I wondered if I could bring someone to the party. “If you want, you can come and see for yourself, but I don’t just want to be watched. So if you want to watch me in action, then you’ll have to follow my rules, and if you find I’m telling the truth, you've got to partake in the second round.”
“You can still do a second round? At your age?”
“Oh, there are lots of things I can do. And if you want to find out just what I can do, then you’ll have to find out for yourself.” I paused, wondering if I should add on the last part, but I couldn’t help myself. I took a half-step closer, and stage whispered, “If you dare.”
She instantly became like a giggling little schoolgirl, and I knew I had her. I was going to have another young one for my growing little harem, and I couldn’t help but like the shy nerdy type and turning them into a wanton slut.
Her Husband
Now, as a young adult female, I can say I’m open to many things. In college, I was even known for experimenting, sexually that is, and I don’t mean just having a fling with my roommate.
No, I was known for being down to try almost anything at least once, which led to some fun experiences that I still try to partake in. Unfortunately, not everyone is down for that now as we’ve gotten a little older… and by older, I mean since I graduated last year.
I swear, if I knew people would become such prudes as soon as they graduate, I'd have been even more active in college, which is saying something.
So instead, I go online and try to find other freaks like me. The biggest challenge is that a lot of the time people say they’re freakier than they actually are. There is nothing more frustrating than getting worked up for a naughty threesome, and finding out the two guys cannot perform in front of one another… and no, when I’m looking for two guys to bang, taking them on one at a time isn’t the same.
Likewise, the number of guys looking for a threesome with their wife/girlfriend, without actually telling them that was the plan, and expecting me to talk them into it… well, that just kind of sucks. Although I have talked a couple of those fine young ladies into someone on one time with me, that’s a different story for a different time.
So when I saw a post asking for someone to screw their husband, I was both interested and hesitant. On the one hand, the fact that the wife was posting made me think that this might be legit. But was I supposed to set him up? I didn’t want to be some honey pot used in a divorce proceeding. That’s not my thing after all. I was looking for some kinky fun.
I opted to meet the two of them together at a nearby bar. That’s when I learned about another option. One where the wife wanted to watch her husband having sex.
“I found a video of him and one of his college flings… and I couldn’t stop watching it,” the wife said.
“Since then she has wanted me to tell her about all the things I did with my exes,” Brad, the husband, said. “When I ran out of stories, she suggested I make some new ones.”
“I encouraged him to find another girl, but once they find out he’s married, it ends. We had one girl even let me watch. She said all these mean things to me, and I turned me on so much,” the wife said.
As she talked, I couldn’t believe it. I was watching her get turned on while talking about how that girl humiliated her. I could never.. But could I be that other girl?
“You want me to humiliate you?”
“Yes,” she said gleefully. “Well, sort of,” she continued. “I want you to pick. I just want to be there as it makes it so much better.”
“Well, for the few times we’ve done it. We’re still pretty new to this,” her husband said. He seemed a little nervous about it, which I get. The wife was… well, a normal-looking wife, who you would never expect wanting something so out of the ordinary. I would have expected her to be a “with the lights out, once a week,” kind of gal, who only did it in the missionary position.
Still, since I knew they were both on board, I was down for it. “And when should we…”
“Whenever works for you. I know it’s a little different,” the wife said, reaching over the table and putting her hand on top of mine. “But it makes our sex life stronger.”
“Really?”
“Oh yeah, we fuck like bunnies for a couple of weeks it seems after an event like what we’re asking.”
As I looked at her in her floral print dress, I could never have expected to hear her say the word “fuck,” let alone admit to doing it often. “Multiple times a week, for weeks?”
“Oh, we normally fuck four or five times a week, but after some of his exploits… Well, we often do it twice a day for a week or two at least. Sometimes more…” She was smiling a bit now, and I saw her flushed skin. She was very worked up.
“In fact, just talking about it makes me want to jump him right now.”
“Because you’re thinking of him and I together…”
She just bit her lower lip and smiled and nodded…
I couldn’t believe it. This little housewife was getting laid more than I was. And yet, while they seemed like a boring couple, there was something that turned me on about the idea.
She was still holding my hand, so I took my other hand and put it on top of hers. We were now holding hands as I leaned in and looked into her eyes. “And what if I want to fuck your husband tonight? What if I want to go back to your place and mount him on your marital bed right now… would you still like that?”
She nodded her head even more. I smiled, as I knew I had her right where I wanted her. I might have never done this before, but I was willing to try, and it might be fun.
We headed back to their house. I was a little nervous about it being their place, but I also wasn’t sure I wanted them to come back to my place.
I got out of my car and went right up to the driver’s side door and kissed him while we were all outside. I looked over at the wife, “Don’t you think everyone should know about this?”
I realized it might humiliate her, and she might like it; that's why I did it. But her husband wanted to move inside, so I followed Brad inside. There the babysitter was. She let Brad and his wife know the kids had gone to bed, and she would head out.
She was young, maybe too young; I wasn’t sure.
“I bet you can’t wait for your husband to fuck the babysitter,” I said to the wife as the door closed with the babysitter now outside.
“She turns 18 this summer… I can’t wait.”
I watched her smile at the thought. I could see how turned on she was getting. Knowing there were kids in the house, I suggested moving to the bedroom. She was a dirty girl in her own way. That was for sure.
The bedroom was large and fancy. A king-size poster bed was where I was going to fuck her husband. I ran my hand across the sheets. They were as high a quality as you’d expect in a place like this.
“So, I think you need to strip your husband naked for me. Let me see what I get to play with.”
She went over to him and took his clothes off while I watched. If I didn’t like what I saw, I would leave.
Instead, I saw a seven-inch dick, and it wasn’t even fully hard.
“Suck on it for me. I want it nice and hard so I can fuck it properly.”
She started to suck on Brad’s dick, and it grew even more. By the time it was done, it was nearly nine inches, even if it was a little on the thin side.
“Very nice,” I said. “I like a nice long cock.”
The wife blushed a little.
“I think you should strip naked too… let your body know how close to that dick it is, and yet, it won’t get it tonight.”
She took her clothes off. It didn’t take long as she wasn’t wearing any panties nor a bra. This was yet another surprise for me, especially for a mom.
I thought I might go a little further with this. “Now come over here and take my clothes off,” I ordered her. She dutifully walked over to me. I watched as her husband watched her, not me. He was smiling as he watched her naked body walk across the room.
She stopped in front of me. “Go on. You want me to fuck your husband, right?”
She nodded. A little less enthusiastically this time.
“Then get to getting me naked,” I ordered. “Then your husband can fuck a real woman.” Since she wanted to be humiliated, I was going to do it. What surprised me was how easy it was to do it. I always considered myself a feminist… but this... This was carnal.
She started with my shirt, undoing the top buttons before pulling it over my head. She then unclasped my bra, freeing my tits. “Think your husband will like my tits.”
She looked at them, putting a hand on them, nodding the whole time.
“I can’t hear you,” I stage whispered to her.
“Yes,” she said meekly. “I think he’ll like your breasts. They’re so firm…”
I smiled and looked at Brad. He was still watching his wife, now as she bent over to undo my pants. I helped her by stepping out of them. Then I had her undo her panties. I spread my legs a little.
“Make sure I’m ready for your husband,” I told her.
“What?”
“Lick my pussy till I’m nice and wet,” I informed her.
She swallowed and looked back at her husband. His hard cock was still pointing straight out, and the idea of him watching his wife go down on me turned him on.
She turned back to me and stuck her tongue out hesitantly.
“Come on, lick my pussy,” I said a little more forcefully.
She did, just a little bit.
I pulled her closer and got her so she could really lick me. She was hesitant, but wanted to please the both of us. And like with all sex, even when it’s bad, it’s good, and she was making me feel good.
The more she did, the better she got as she got used to it.
“She’s never tasted another woman, has she?”
Brad shook his head.
“Not even as she cleaned you up?”
Still, he shook his head no.
“Well, we've got to change that. There’s nothing like it, or so guys tell me at least.” I let his wife lick me for another minute or so, until I was good and wet.
Then I realized I’d never had someone watch me. At least, not like this. Sure, I had spent time at a party doing it while other people were in the room, and some were watching, but not another’s boyfriend or girlfriend… not as they watched.
“Since you hesitated, I think we need to punish you,” I said, taking her by the hand. I led her to the chaise lounge in their bedroom and had her face away from the bed.
“Now, no peeking. Or I won’t let you even stay in the room,” I said.
She realized she was going to be facing away and wouldn’t be able to watch like she wanted. She’d only be able to hear. Lucky for her, I can be nice and loud… or would that be doubly frustrating. I didn’t care either way; I just wanted to try Brad’s long cock.
I walked over to him and ran my hand over his shaft. “Oh, this is a nice one,” I cooed. “I’m going to have a lot of fun fucking this cock.” I gave him a wet, sloppy kiss, nice and loud so his wife could hear. I turned a little and saw she was doing as she was told, facing away from us.
“So, Brad, what’s your favorite position?” I asked him seductively.
He smiled and told me, and I got into position, lying on my back, but letting him put my legs up around his shoulders. With that cock of his, he was going to go nice and deep in me.
I was so turned on by his wife licking my pussy; it didn’t take long for me to start cumming. And I made sure I was nice and loud for his wife to know exactly what was going on. Of course, he knew what he was doing, which didn’t hurt either.
I watched as he stared right into my eyes as I came for him and his wonderfully long cock.
“Oh, yes,” I moaned. “Don’t stop. Give it to me. Give it to me,” I was nearly begging as he thrust in and out of me over and over again. “You feel so fucking good,” I told him, making sure his wife could also hear.
I looked over, and she was squirming a little, wanting to turn and watch, but knowing my threat, she didn’t dare.
“Oh, that’s it. Fuck me harder,” I begged him, staring at his poor little wife. “I bet that pussy feels so good on your cock.”
“Yes,” Brad hissed, trying to keep from cumming himself.
“You want to cum don’t you.”
He just nodded, trying to hold out.
I wrapped my legs around him.
“Then do it. Cum in me. Cum in my fucking pussy. Your dick deserves it.”
He grunted as he came inside my pussy, while I held him there, nice and deep. Fuck, it felt good.
I looked up, and him and smiled as he had finished. I was still holding him there, not letting him leave. “That was good. When will we do it again?”
He looked at his wife, and I made him look at me. “We decide, not her,” I said, making sure she knew her place.
He looked a little afraid of this dynamic. That was fine. Even if this was a one time thing, it was going to be great for me, and I think for her as well.
“Soon enough then,” I said, with a bit of a teasing smile. “Now bring your little bitch wife over here,” I ordered.
He went over to his wife, and took her by the hand, leading her to me. She stood in front of me, while I propped myself up on my elbows.
“Your husband did a good job fucking me. But I left a mess all over his cock. Why don’t you clean it up for him?”
She looked at him, and then at me, then back at him. I think she was trying to figure out what to do.
“With your mouth. Clean his lovely cock that made me cum so good.”
She realized what she was supposed to do, and got on her knees. There she started to lick and suck on his cock, cleaning all of his and my cum that covered him. While he was soft, he still liked it, and moaned from time to time.
“Oh, looks like the little bitch has a talented tongue for cleaning up cum,” I teased. “That’s good, because I have a good amount of cum in me as well,” I said, spreading my pussy lips so she could see the cream pie.
“Or does the little bitch want to sleep in a wet spot tonight?”
She turned and smiled at me.
“You know you don’t really have a choice in this,” I told her. She caught my meaning and went to licking my pussy, sucking all of her husband’s cum out of it.
Oh, it felt so good as she rooted around in my pussy getting all of his cum… and making me cum again in the process.
“That’s it. Suck your hubby’s cum from my cunt. See how much he gave me. That’s because he loved fucking my cunt, and he’s going to continue fucking me. I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
She paused and looked up at me, smiling.
“Good girl. Maybe I’ll even let you watch. Would you like to watch my legs wrapped around your husband as he fucks me, filling me with his cum?”
“Oh yes,” she moaned as she kept licking my pussy.
I’m sure she had sucked all of his cum out of my cunt, but I wasn’t going to stop her.
I let her make me cum one more time before I ordered her to stop. I sat up and held her chin in my hand, kissing her softly on the lips. “That was a good girl,” I told her, looking into her eyes as I broke my kiss. “And your husband is good to fuck as well,” I teased her.
She smiled and nodded. She seemed to like the fact that I had fucked her.
I looked over at her husband. He wasn’t quite ready to fuck again, which was a shame. I would have loved to do him again, but now would not be the time.
I stood up and got dressed. Brad threw on a robe and walked me to the door. I paused at the door instead of opening it. I reached down and stroked his cock in the opening of his robe. I was slowly growing as I wrapped my fingers around it and stroked it.
“Are you going to go back there and fuck your wife?”
He just nodded.
I smiled. She was lucky, in her own way. While I don’t mind being shared, I’m not sure I could share someone I loved.
“Will I get to come back?”
“I hope so,” he said before opening the door.
I knew that was my cue. I turned to walk away, back to my empty apartment, but I paused and turned. “If she ever wants to change things up… I know she could be a lot of fun in a threesome… or we could do another night like tonight,” I offered.
And with that, I walked out the door, wondering if I’d get called back again. I kind of hope so because it was different and fun. And there was something about humiliating his wife… maybe I could find other couples that needed that. If their husband was as good as he was, I could definitely get used to that.
I thought about it all the way home, and as I went to bed… I wasn’t completely alone. I pulled out one of my toys, and used it till I fell asleep, imagining Brad fucking me, while his wife watched and enjoyed her husband filling me up, so she could clean me up again and again.
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