Where it happened: In our home
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 7
Category: Straight
AND NOW SHE’S A HOT WIFE
I saw Roger to his car, and walked back inside my house, shut the front door behind me and walked upstairs into our bedroom. The night birds had ceased their singing and the sky was beginning to lighten in the east; it would be dawn soon. When I walked into the bedroom I thought Janet had fallen asleep. She was in the same position she’d been in when I’d seen Roger to his car. My beautiful wife is hotter than any trophy wife I’d ever seen and that includes some of the hotties on American Idol, too. I feel fortunate to be married to her and love her very much. Her toned body reflects her commitment to exercise, physical fitness and extreme sports.
Looking in her direction at her sensuous face and full pouty, lips and her firm, ripe breasts capped by large, mauve-colored aureoles and thick berry-like nipples which were accentuated by her narrow waist and her muscular thighs and calves. Her luscious breasts were swollen and she had red marks and bruises all over them. She even had a few hickeys and bite marks on her nipples. Her swollen clitoris was visible between her widely parted thighs and it resembled an upside down capital “V’. It stood out like a miniature penis and was much larger than I’d ever seen it before in my life. Her lips were opened like a flower in bloom, red and swollen with that fresh fucked look to them.
The normally tiny mouth of her vagina was gaping. She crossed her arms over her face and I realized she was still awake, although, she had to be exhausted. I closed the drapes to two windows to shut out the light as I told her, “Honey, you need to get some sleep.” Her legs remained open and she ignored my comment. When she spoke the stern tone in her voice surprised me, “Sweetheart! Haven’t you forgotten something?” I was taken back, what was I forgetting? Then, I understood what she meant and my dick, which I’d abused all night, began to harden in my pants again. I took my jeans off and my penis was as hard as it had been while I’d watched my wife’s lewd coupling with Roger. I crawled up on our bed, lay on my stomach and buried my face between her thighs as my mouth found her pussy. My hands were under her beautiful little ass as I pulled her firm cheeks apart to permit my tongue to lick between her ass as it began its journey to her tiny little rosebud that I bathed with my saliva. I gently licked and sucked it before I stuck the tip of my tongue up her ass and fucked it in and out of her rectum until it wouldn’t go any further as she softly moaned. My tongue slowly inched its way up towards her stretched out vagina and her gaping vulva. I placed my mouth on her pussy and slowly licked and sucked and sucked. My penis grew harder as I tasted her lover’s sperm and then I swallowed what seemed like mouthfuls of Roger’s semen as I stuck my tongue inside of her looking for more. Then, I moved to her swollen clit and licked it very gently and very quickly, the way she likes. Her thighs began undulating upwards as she began fucking my mouth. She was moaning louder now as she approached her orgasm, softly whispering, “Darling, Did you see the way that he fucked me? He fucked me so good, Sweetheart, much better than you’ve ever fucked me! I want to fuck him again, all right? I want him to fuck him a lot! Wouldn’t you like to watch me fuck him a lot, Sweetheart?” My dick was leaking when my wife stiffened and began her second orgasm. I continued to lick her swollen clit until she orgasmed once more. I’m the luckiest guy in the world, I thought to myself.
I looked up at her and she was sound asleep with a big smile on her face. I pulled the covers up over her naked body and slipped into bed beside her and before I fell asleep, I thought of our journey. It had been quite a journey, and my wife had finally begun to seriously explore her sexuality, now. She was making up for lost time and the more she got, the more she needed and wanted.
When I’d first met Janet, I was a ladies man, a cunthound and a real cocksman, I was always chasing pussy and I’d always gotten more than my share. Janet had been an attractive, vivacious, albeit, idealistic young woman. I moved in on her like a duck on a June bug and the rest was history. Today, she was no longer innocent or unsophisticated; she’d become almost a sexual predator. She was no longer shy or innocent like she’d once been. She’d become a hot female animal craving bigger and bigger thrills. Last night proved that and I squeezed my aching penis as I quietly went into the bathroom and jacked off again.
I crawled into bed beside my sleeping wife and wondered why I had this irresistible and uncontrollable compulsion within me to share her with other men. She’d been so innocent and so sweet and she’d though I was great. I thought of those articles and magazines that I’d read about those husbands married to ‘hot wives’, women who preferred sex with other men, ‘Alpha Males’, to their own husbands. While the stereotypical marital relationship had never interested me, I wasn’t entirely certain I wanted to be slinking around in the shadows playing with my leaking penis while I watched other men fucking my wife until she orgasmed on their huge cocks, either. But, I hazily concluded, I wanted to explore my compulsions further.
I slept beside my beautiful wife until almost five that afternoon and awakened to find myself alone. I got out of bed and poured myself a cup of coffee as I worked on wakening up. Janet was in the backyard sitting by the swimming pool drinking a cup of coffee and reading a Playgirl magazine. She was wearing a low cut beige crop top that accentuated her 34C breasts and her narrow waist, a pair of short shorts that displayed her cute tight ass and three-inch heels. She looked radiant. It was apparent the previous evening had agreed with her beyond all expectations.
My lovely wife was becoming sexier and sexier on a daily basis, I thought to myself. When we’d married she was a scrubbed-faced, all American girl, as cute as a bug and she drew guys like flies. She’d been modest, demure, and occasionally downright prudish, but I’d encouraged her ‘to explore her sensuality and sexuality’; telling her how exciting it would be foe me watching another man making love to her. She’d turned me down again and again thinking I wanted an excuse to be with other women. We began going to swinging singles clubs where she’d danced with a lot of different men while I’d watched them. Then, we’d begun going to an off-premise swinger’s club, Sans Souci on Walnut Hill Lane, because ‘we liked to watch the other people’. We’d soon become friends with these people and were surprised at how much we liked them. One sexy young housewife, Stacy, had turned my wife on to girl-girl sex and Janet quickly discovered how much she loved making love with another woman. My wife was a born bisexual and over time she’d been with most of the ‘hot’ women at the club. She’d always loved oral sex and had often said, “Sixty-nine was her favorite number.” We’d moved on to being with other couples and she’d gotten it on with several buff and hot guys, too. Several of them had tripped her trigger, big time! Jerry of Mary and Jerry had made her come ten times in a row and she’d swallowed his jism four times that evening. She and Mary, one hot wife were in a sixty-nine with Janet on the bottom, when Jerry fucked Mary from behind. I had pictures of Janet removing Jerry’s cock and licking off their juices and then putting it back inside Mary’s cunt. She’d continued her exploration and eventually, as of last night, she’d fucked three other men. And, now she’d told me she’d found it to be incredible! She’d told me along the line, “That she’d never been more turned on before in her entire life and that she’d loved every minute of it.” But, I’d always fucked her afterwards…until last night.
Sitting by Janet and looking at a Playgirl magazine, Janet surprised me by asking me to take my tee shirt and shorts off. I said, “Sure enough,” thinking she wanted to have sex, but after inspecting my penis she commented, “Sweetheart, remember when I said your dick was perfect?” I replied, “Sure.” She continued, “You know, Darling, a bigger dick is better, after all.” I was shocked, what the fuck, I thought to myself as I pulled my shirt over my head and slipped back into my shorts. Janet went on, “I don’t want this to sound strange, but have you ever thought about sucking another man’s penis? Remember, when we first married you told me several guys had sucked your cock?” She was right. After my first marriage had ended, I’d stopped at an adult bookstore near my office after work on my way back home. This was my first experience with an ‘adult bookstore’. I’d purchased some tokens and gone back to a booth to watch a few porno movies. I unzipped my slacks and removed my throbbing penis and began to play with it as I watched beautiful young white girls being fucked unmercifully by black men with huge cocks. These girls loved being impaled on their monster cocks so much that they didn’t have time foe little white dicks. In some movies, a black dude would fuck a young girl while she had sucked another brother’s swollen cock. In other movies, two brothers fucked a young white girl at the same time! This drove them out of their minds! One day, I’d dropped by this bookstore and, as usual, my pants were around my ankles. I masturbated furiously as I watched the movie. I’d was shocked when three fingers appeared through an invisible hole that I didn’t know was there and beckoned me forward. Someone wanted me to stick my dick through that hole!
I’d been so turned on from watching the movie that I thought, what the hell? I stuck my seven and a half inch penis through that hole and in seconds a warm wet mouth was sucking my cock better than any woman had ever sucked it before in my life! I pressed my body closer to the wall so that whoever was sucking my dick could have all of it. Too soon, I felt my semen begin its journey from my prostate gland to my tubes to my penis and into this stranger’s mouth. I quickly pulled back and hastily put my penis in my pants and left the bookstore. But, I’d returned, again and again and though I wasn’t gay, I’d begun to think about other guy’s dicks. I though a lot about dicks and I began to leave my door unlocked. One Sunday afternoon I was masturbating while watching a movie when an attractive, young man walked into my booth and locked the door behind him. He unzipped his pants and removed his penis began to jack off along side of me and he had not said a word. We were jacking off looking at each other and his penis was beautiful. It had a smaller uncircumcised head and than it got bigger and bigger and it was really large and it was so beautiful that I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. He was much longer and thicker than me although I’m between seven and a half and eight inches long. I found my mouth beginning to water…I wanted to take him into my mouth and worship his superior penis. This attractive young guy must have known what I was thinking because he said, “Go ahead, it’s alright, you can suck it!” I’d never thought about sucking another man’s penis in my life…that was for queers as I kneeled in front of him and took his cock into my mouth. I marveled at how warm and smooth its texture was and I loved the way it felt under my tongue. His hand went to the back of my head and he pulled my mouth upon his penis until his dick was buried all the way in my mouth. He held my head even when I gagged and he fucked my mouth for a long time before I felt his penis grow even harder and then twitch a little bit and then quiver and I began to swallow and swallow until I’d swallowed all of his sperm. It had been my first experience with another guy, and I had loved it! I’d never shared this with Janet. Then, there had been that guy who came into my booth and sucked my dick so wonderfully that I’d been so weak that I’d had to sit down. He fed me his penis and I’d sucked it until it was buried deep within my throat. I deep throated him and licked and sucked his cock until he ejaculated in my mouth. He had given me his phone number and one night I called him. Chip was a young guy, younger than me, and very attractive. We went to a Gay Bath together and shared a room. Mainly, we worked out and took a steam bath together and in the steam bath there were several other guys. I’d sucked Chip’s dick in front of them while I jerked off. We’d washed up and bought a bottle of wine after stopping for a drink at J.R.’s and gone back to his apartment. We were both naked and making out and I’d sucked his penis until it was waving in the air. He rolled me over onto my stomach and spread my legs apart and coated his penis with Vaseline. He placed the head against my anus and slowly slid inside of me. It didn’t hurt at all, in fact, it felt great when he buried his cock deep inside me and it hit my prostate gland. Then, he withdrew until only the head was in and then he slammed it into me again. It felt so good that I begged him to fuck me harder, screaming that I was going to come. My dick was as hard as a rock and I hadn’t even touched it. When I came my anus milked his penis until he came deep within my ass. It was fantastic, but I’d thought those experiences were ancient history and I certainly didn’t want my wife to hear about them.
I almost choked, “Suck another guy’s dick? No.” Janet persisted, “But you would do it to please me wouldn’t you, Sweetheart, if I really wanted you to, you’d do it for me because you love me, wouldn’t you?” I thought for a few seconds and responded, “Darling, I don’t know, I mean if it meant that much to you, I guess I’d do it, if you wanted me to do it that much.” My head was spinning as I tried to understand where she was coming from and then I remembered inviting Roger back that evening. I told Janet that I’d invited Roger over for a few drinks and she said, “That’s wonderful, I wanted to see him again, I mean I really need to. I’m so happy, Sweetheart.” Did I tell you he told me, “That he loved the fact that I was married?” He said, “Married woman make better lovers and he loved to fuck a wife and make her come in front of her husband while he masturbated and watched them.” But, it would be a nice gesture on your part if you sucked his dick, Sweetheart. I love you more so much, Baby.”
We had a light dinner and Janet went to Gold’s Gym to work out while I took my clothes off and began my ritualistic cleaning of the master bathroom for her. I cleaned her mirrors and polished the marble countertops, emptied her small trashcan and swept and mopped her tile floor. Thinking of the previous evening, I glanced down while mopping her floor and my rigid penis was at half-mast. Hurriedly, I washed her bathtub and polished the brass handles, drew her water and added extra bubble bath. I lit her favorite candles and sprayed incense around the room, before I dimmed her lights. The atmosphere was perfect and thinking of the coming evening my penis was leaking pre-cum, I could hardly control myself as I adjusted the video camera, before I went to the work-out bedroom for a light workout myself before I showered and shaved in my bathroom. I pulled on a knit shirt and dried my hair before selecting a new pair of Levis. I was getting dressed when Janet came home and undressed and enjoyed her bubble bath as she relaxed. I brought her a Long Island Tea, her favorite, and I made it a double. There was enough alcohol in that drink to make anyone a little high. It was almost ten when Janet slipped on the skimpy black dress that she’d worn the evening before.
I whistled when my lovely wife came downstairs. She looked way hot! Her mascara was heavier than usual and the dark red lipstick and lip-gloss on her sensuous lips glistened, sensuously. The gray glitter below her eyes, on her neck and her cleavage made my dick harden. She sat down on the sofa and I put in an interracial porno movie that I’d rented in our DVD, made Janet another Long Island Tea and poured myself a glass of wine. We sipped our drinks as we watched the movie. A muscular black stud with a huge cock was fucking a young white woman with a wedding ring on the third finger of her left hand that looked a lot like my hot wife. She was obviously in a different world; eyes closed, mouth open, toes curled with her hands on his muscular ass, obviously in the throes of ecstasy as she enjoyed his gigantic cock. We heard a car out front and a minute later the doorbell rang. I answered the door and greeted Roger as he came in. He ignored me, walking straight over to Janet who’d just stood up and held her intimately, his hands on her ass, and he kissed her hungrily, his tongue probing her mouth.
I asked Roger what he’d like to drink and he responded, “Get me a beer, Charlie.” I went to the kitchen and got Roger a beer and returned to the living room to find that Janet had switched the movie to one that I’d recorded of her recently where she’d been playing with herself. She was masturbating with her eyes closed as she fucked her pussy with three small fingers while rubbing her swollen clit with her other hand. This went on for about ten minutes and she’d sucked her fingers for lubrication on several occasions before she’d resumed fucking herself with them. Suddenly, her hips rose up off of the bed and she was on her shoulders and her heels as her hips gyrated wildly out of control, her face a mask of lust as she climaxed three times in succession. When, I handed Roger the beer bottle Janet said, “Sweetheart, you know better than that! Bring Roger his beer in a glass!” I apologized and went into the kitchen and poured his beer into a glass. When I came back into the room, Janet was sitting next to Roger playing with his dick through his pants while he teased her erect nipples through her black clingy dress while they watched her masturbate on the television. I sat down on the other side of Roger and didn’t say anything. My dick was throbbing and I wanted to take it out of my jeans and jack off, but that wouldn’t do.
Janet stood up and led Roger upstairs by his hand. I gave them a couple of minutes and then followed after them. I wouldn’t miss anything because my camera had already been turned on and I was recording her encounter. When I quietly slipped into the bedroom, my wife had already pulled his muscle shirt over his head and removed his jeans. She was on her knees in a deep knee-bend stance with her dress half way up her thighs. She’d pulled his jockey shorts down and whispered softly to his massive black penis that pulsated in front of her, “I remember you!”
She took his hefty black cock in her mouth without using her hands as I’d taught her. I’d told her touching a man’s penis takes some of his pleasure away…always use you mouth and never forget your mouth is supposed to feel just like your pussy. My innocent young wife had listened to me better than I’d thought. She sucked his dick for about five minutes, her head bobbing back and forth, back and forth as she worshiped his huge penis. His hand held the back of her head; pulling her face against his crotch until her dark red lips were buried in his wiry pubic hair. Then, she stood up and in one quick movement and pulled the clingy black dress she wore over her head and now she was naked except for her high heels. They looked so erotic standing there like that, Roger’s powerful black body holding Janet’s small white body against him with his huge cock trapped between them. She put her arms around Roger’s neck, kissing him deeply and his hands cupped her white ass cheeks as he held her against him. His huge penis was buried between her thighs and as they embraced and she hungrily ground her hips against his.
She stepped back and he walked over to our bed and, I don’t think I’ll ever forget that scene, as he turned to face her, his stiff oversized penis jutted menacingly, pointing directly at my wife. It was as if it was saying, “Your mine and I’m going to fuck you because that’s what we both want and need and you need it badly.” I couldn’t get over how big and thick he was; it was unreal. Janet walked over to him after he lay down upon our bed wearing only her three- inch black heels. She placed her arms on either side of him palms down upon the bed as she leaned over and took his penis into her mouth. She didn’t use her hands to touch him as I’d taught her. She crawled onto the bed, too, her legs on either side of him. I was naked by this time and I walked up behind her and removed one heel and then the other one as she climbed up higher and higher on Roger until her hands grasped the headboard of the bed. Her legs straddled his head and her moist pussy was directly over his mouth when his thick tongue slipped inside her lips and began to lap and licks and tease her clit. Within a minute and a half she moaned and began fucking his face, furiously. I listened to his loud slurping noises as he licked and sucked on her swollen clitoris. His hands went up to her tits and he twisted her nipples almost cruelly, but she obviously enjoy his manipulations. His tongue continued to tease her clit and she fucked his face harder as he pinched her nipples until she winced with pain, but she didn’t stop him.
Suddenly, my wife paused momentarily and glanced over her shoulder in my direction and said, “Sweetheart, remember our discussion by the pool this afternoon?” Of course, I remembered what she’d said. I really want to watch you suck Roger’s cock, Honey, suck him, suck him now while he eats me out!” All sorts of thoughts went through my head and I remembered those dicks that I’d sucked at that bookstore years ago. I stood up and moved to the side of our bed beside Roger. I made myself comfortable on the bed and leaned over his muscular hips and took his enormous penis in my hands. It was so big and so hot and so hard! He was huge! I slowly lowered my mouth around the head of his penis and began teasingly sucking just the tip of his penis. I was surprised at the smooth, rubbery, texture of his penis and how good it felt in my mouth. I took more of him into my mouth and applied more suction as I began to suck his cock. I bobbed my head up and down until I had about four inches of his ten-inch penis inside my mouth before I almost choked. He was so big, but I was becoming turned on. I concentrated on doing things to him that girls, women and even the guys I’d been with had done to me when they’d sucked my dick. I twirled, I guess that’s as good a term as any, around and around the head of his penis and I concentrated on rubbing his frenulum with my tongue. I knew he was enjoying my cock sucking when he began to roll his hips upwards forcing me to take more of his penis into my mouth. I wasn’t thinking at this point, but I’d remembered how much I enjoyed sucking another man’s penis and teasing and exciting him. Later, I’d think back and remember he was pleasuring my wife orally while I pleasured him and then after I had sufficiently gotten him ready he was going to fuck her brains out. But, she wanted him to fuck her, she needed his huge penis to delightfully punish her and so did I. He roughly pushed my head away and my wife slipped between his thighs to suck his huge cock, but he gently pushed her mouth away and said, “Your husband has already sucked my cock and now I’m going to fuck his wife while he watches me. Sit on it, Mrs. Jones!” Janet immediately grasped his black penis and guided it inside her hungry, not so tight, vagina and moaned loudly as she sat on it and he’d bottomed out inside of her.
I was slowly beginning to understand the inkling of the change in my marriage. I knew she had outgrown me in some areas and it was my fault, it had been my idea. I guess I had no one to blame but myself.
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