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Gypsy Wife, PTA Mom

Gypsy Wife–PTA Mom
by Willing Wimp
My wife, Gina, loves to play dress-ups and to play-act. Her favorite dress-up role is that of a gypsy. It all started innocently enough. Gina is a PTA Mom and we were participating in a charity event. As part of the fundraiser, she volunteered to be a Fortuneteller.
We set up a tent within the community fair, complete with candles, crystal ball. That first time, Gina found just the right outfit to accentuate her abundant, wavy chestnut hair that cascades to between her tanned shoulder blades. She wore a peasant blouse of thin cotton that rested loosely on her brown shoulders and scooped over her bouncy melons. Her mid-calf skirt was also translucent and loose with little sparkles running through it. Gina’s legs were clearly visible through the thin material.
She wore sandals with heels. The sandals strapped midway up her calf. To those with good night vision, or when the light caught her right, her thong bikini was visible under the skirt. I was her assistant dressed as a gypsy as well, but keeping in the shadows.
The role-playing brought out an amazing new side of Gina. She exuded sex. Her breasts heaved and seemed to beckon for play. Her dark eyes smoldered, and completely melted me. And I wasn’t the only one. Soon, word must have spread, and the neighborhood men, in particular, were lining up to have their fortunes told. She stayed in character, and flirted outrageously with each man, making each one think she was dying to get into his pants. She would read their palms, by taking their hands in hers and pulling them close to her cleavage, so they could openly stare down her blouse.
As she would tell their fortune, in all cases filled with sexual innuendo, she would rub and play with their hands, usually making comments about how she could tell from a man’s fingers what his other appendages were like. I kept in the shadows, watching with a mixture of intense jealousy and
fascination.
Gina got an instant reputation among the men in the community. And men started stopping by our house at all times for one excuse or another. Gina remained flirtatious in a friendly way, but without the gypsy costume, stayed in character as a suburban housewife, and did not stray from her marital vows.
But I think we both got a taste of something more exciting, and we wanted to experiment with the gypsy wife.
One evening, with my encouragement, and with no charity as an excuse, Gina got dressed up again. I could feel the transformation, as she swayed in front of me in her gypsy skirt. I watched her legs, those of a natural dancer. Taut, muscular, beautifully shaped. She wore dangling earrings, deep red lipstick and nail polish, and heavy eye make-up to accentuate her dark, sultry eyes. As she came into character, she seemed to suck the power right out of me and into her. She became potent, vibrant, alive, and I felt weakened, diminished, hardly able to support my weight on wobbly knees.
We decided to head out of town to a sleazy bar and dance hall that had a rather rough reputation. She let me go in the bar first and decide whether it looked like the right atmosphere–dark and smoky–with plenty of single men. By prearrangement, If I didn’t come back out, but found a place at the bar to settle in, Gina would make her entrance about five minutes after my arrival.
As soon as she walked in the room, heads turned her way. First thing, she sauntered over to me. I offered her a cigarette and a drink, and made a point of fawning over her in a nervous way, acting as though we were strangers. Although accepting my drink and cigarette, she made a point of ignoring me and checking out the male meat. As I talked to her, she wouldn’t look at me, but made herself busy making eye contact with other guys. She did this until one of them came right up and took her away from me.
He was a big guy, well over 6 feet tall and in the 200-plus pound range, whereas I am about 5’8″ and closer to 160. He took her to a booth, and after a drink from there to the dance floor. He was wearing a white “wifebeater” undershirt, which showed off not only his bulging biceps and chest, but also an intricate display of tattoos on his arms and shoulders. He looked tough and, to me at least, quite intimidating.
Gina is a terrific dancer, and can put on quite a show. But by the first slow dance, this guy was grabbing her ass and slobbering on her neck and shoulders, and they were barely swaying to the music. She wasn’t dancing, but she was responding. Her hands ran up and down his back and her fingers moved through his hair. Before long they were kissing, long and wet, open mouthed.
Arm in arm, she brought him over to introduce him to me. I was too stunned to talk, or even to remember his name. She ordered me to get the car to drive them back to our place.
I brought the car around, and they piled into the back-seat. During the drive, they were necking the whole time. No conversation, just groans and moans, as I drove home in silence, my head pounding with jealousy and my stomach heavy with a feeling of my own inadequacy. At the same time, my below-average-sized dick was hard as a rock. There was no denying that despite the sick feeling, I was also highly turned on.
I quietly arranged the rearview mirror so that I could catch the action in the back-seat. Gina’s dress was high off her thighs, and the guy’s hands were already busy playing with her pussy when they weren’t fondling her breasts. When we got home, he actually carried her into the house and up to our bedroom. It was as though I wasn’t even there. They both were so into each other that they ignored me entirely. I could have been invisible. I followed them into the bedroom, but remained quietly to the side and out of
their way, being the silent, quiet voyeur.
They had wild, passionate sex completely unlike anything I had experienced with Gina. He was rough on her, and she was equally rough on him. I was quite taken aback by her aggressive, animal abandon. I watched her dig her nails into his back, as they bit and clawed each other. In contrast, our love making has always been quiet and gentle. I didn’t know the same woman could respond so completely differently sexually to another man.
I made another discovery. Usually intercourse for me lasts about 5 minutes after perhaps 10 minutes of “warming” Gina up. My erection is short-lived, we almost always use the missionary position, under the covers, in the dark, my orgasm comes quickly, and then I fall asleep, never going for seconds. This guy, however, seemed to last forever, switching positions, the bed not a resting place at all, no covers, completely three-dimensional sex.
I don’t think they used the missionary position at all. He was banging Gina every which way. And she was taking him in her mouth, from behind, and with her legs wrapped around him. To my chagrin, this guy was also very well hung. A long, full, truly impressive cock that stayed hard, as he stayed in control, bringing Gina to crashing orgasm after orgasm.
That night, I curled up on the floor next to our marriage bed after the gypsy lovers had finally fallen asleep exhausted in each other’s arms. In the morning, the guy let himself out. I have no idea how he got back to wherever he came from. I spent the morning, nursing Gina as though she had survived a traumatic experience. Breakfast in bed, gentle, gentle, gentle wake up.
Her body was bruised. She had bite and suck marks on her neck and breasts. I traced them with my fingers. Gina pulled my head to her, and I gently kissed all the places that had been treated so roughly. We moved quietly, wordlessly. I was weeping, as I slowly moved down from suckling her breasts, lower, lower, until I was directly breathing the earthy smell of her night of debauchery, my mouth and nose resting on her mons veneris. Tentatively, I stretched my tongue, tasting the bitter aftermath.
I stayed with her, and kept tonguing her until I had cleaned away the sour taste and restored her sweetness. She had a sleepy orgasm, and pulled me up between her legs and let me come inside her. After a nap, I fixed Gina a nice bath. and laid out her suburban housewife clothes to resume our life of normalcy.
But we are anything but normal. We have both discovered her sexual appetite, and my submissive voyeuristic enabling of her quest for sexual excitement.
Gina has tried other forms of dress-ups and play-acting, including whore, nurse, French maid, and dominatrix. But I think her favorite remains the Gypsy Wife. Dressing like this transforms Gina into a cat on the prowl. As a gypsy, she becomes a seductress par excellence, hungry for a man who can take her and try to tame her. I know I am not that man. When she dresses for action, it makes me wimp out and grovel at her feet. I can hardly stand up when she’s near, but sink to my knees in awe of her sexual power and beauty. She responds to this display with contempt and abuse, shoving me aside with her foot and telling me I’m hardly a man at all. I beg her to let me help her find a real man, and she will let me take her to a bar or dance hall to watch the seductress at work. I become the eager assistant, the invisible voyeur, and after it is over, the tender husband.
I worship Gina. Although others would find our marriage strange and perverse, it is actually quite filled with love and mutual understanding. She has had many assignations, and seems completely happy both with me and with her lovers, some of whom are favorites and invited back for repeat performances. When she isn’t dressing up and play-acting, however, she is a great PTA Mom, a pillar of the local community.
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Willing Wimp

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Discipline from Jen, Chapter #2

Chapter #2
I halfway expected Jennifer to join me at some point in the shower, but to my temporary disappointment, she had apparently decided this event would take place solely in bed. As I opened the shower door to reach for a towel, I realized that at some time while I was washing, probably while lustfully rubbing my cock and trying not to blow the whole evening right then and there, Jennifer had slipped into the walk-in closet at the end of the bathroom. I could see her silhouette behind the door, dressing for bed I thought, undressing I hoped.
Evidently she heard the water shut off and the creaking shower door open because the closet door quickly slid further closed, cutting off my view. I pulled a towel from the rack next to the sink and began drying off. As I lifted one leg up to the counter so I could dry my crotch I heard what sounded like a metal chain of some sort coming from the closet. Or maybe it was a belt buckle? Before I could decide what was possibly making the noise, Jennifer cracked the door back open a bit.
“Do that in the bedroom,” she barked. “Then stand at the end of the bed. DON’T get dressed.”
A flash of fear rushed through me at her tone before I settled on the fact that this was what I had wanted.
“Okay.” I replied, trying to mask my excitement.
“What?!?” The metallic noise ceased and Jennifer’s obvious displeasure with my reaction to her command signaled it was time to get it in gear.
“I mean, y-yes ma’am.”
“Uh huh.” She muttered back still clearly annoyed.
My stammer was only partially intentional as I grew increasingly aroused at the notion of my wife demanding my obedience. It’s not that she was a meek woman, far from it. Jen’s independence and strength had been something that drew me to her long before we ever started dating just after high school. In fact, I knew several other guys my age at the time who wouldn’t even consider asking her out because of her reputation as “intimidating”. But, up till now, that domineering nature had never manifested itself in the bedroom. I quietly hoped that was about to change as I closed the bathroom door behind me and headed for the foot of our bed.
I did as I was told and finished drying off in the bedroom. I wrapped the towel around my waist and waited. As I stood there I heard Jennifer moving from the closet into the bathroom. I couldn’t decide if she was now standing at the sink, readying herself in the mirror, or at the toilet “readying herself” there instead. As I said earlier, anal pleasure had become a favorite of hers recently and I hoped that at some point the evening may lead down that road, for both of us. I imagined her standing over the bowl, legs spread and flexing, ridding herself of any nasty remnants of the day which may obstruct or otherwise intrude on our intimacy. I didn’t really know if this was actually her routine before we engaged in anal, we didn’t do it every time, but she was always nice and fresh when I would venture “down there” and so far the same had been true for her rear entrance as well.
I used to keep an empty enema bottle ready in the shower for my own cleansing, either before toying my ass, or just to freshen up after a particularly bad movement. These days we have a custom shower head that works nicely. I hate feces, and having to go, well, number two, for lack of a better term. My disdain for bowel necessities made the fact that I loved anal play that much more intriguing to me. My mother once told me that my “hating to go” was why I was always constipated as a child. Later, a therapist I was forced to visit after my parents discovered my stash of pornography told me that my hatred of going was probably why I had such an anal fixation as puberty hit. Whatever the reason, I hate to take a dump, but love a long firm “cock” (or purple toy) in my ass. Go figure.
The sharp sound of several items scattering on the bathroom counter brought me back from my momentary daydream. There were several more rustling noises, from a drawer it seemed, then nothing. I stood there, motionless; hoping to catch an audible clue of what might be going on in there, but nothing came. Silence, for what seemed like minutes was finally broken by the click of the light switch, and the narrow strip of light surrounding the bathroom door vanished. My willing ass actually clenched beneath the towel, now hanging vicariously from my hips and my heart beat quickened. I fixed my eyes on the door knob as it began to turn, as if on its own. My breath was trapped in my chest as I stared at the widening seam between the door and its trim, first quickly as if it would fly open, then it stopped. I tried to pierce the darkness behind the narrow opening but my eyes were not prepared for the strain. Like an idiot I had left the lights on in the bedroom instead of abandoning the bright over head floods for the intimate glow of Jennifer’s bedside lamp, and she was going to be upset about it.
“Turn around. Don’t look at me yet.” She ordered.
I wheeled around, causing the towel to loosen even further. I tried to keep it from falling completely but my movement only made matters worse and it released itself, falling to the floor. I started to bend over, all too happy to expose my bare ass to my wife. After all, that’s what I ultimately wanted for this night, my bare ass, beaten and violated by the woman I loved.
From behind Jennifer cracked what to that point seemed like the first true demand of my total submission to her for the evening.
“Leave it! You won’t need it again for a while.”
Upon hearing my instructions I snapped back to attention and offered a pathetic apology.
“Sorry, ma’am.”
The cheesiness of my response made me cringe inside, as if I were some Mounty who had just disappointed his damsel in a Canadian soap opera. Apparently the moment was not lost on Jennifer either, as she fell deeper into her role.
“Shut up and close your eyes! Don’t say anything else unless I tell you to, got it?”
In a moment of crystal clarity, I only nodded.
“Finally.” She exclaimed as if tortured by some persistent annoyance that had at last subsided. “You do get it.”
My wife’s unbridled enthusiasm for what was transpiring now encouraged me. That is, until I came to the swift realization that I may in fact, be in for more than I bargained for, a thought which pulsated in my now half stiff erection. As it grew again I closed my eyes tight, so tight in fact that I almost didn’t notice when Jen turned out the lights. Was this it? Would I finally be taken from behind by my wife? I stood there in the dark, knowing even with my eyes clenched that the room was now black.
I could feel Jennifer moving about me, preparing things for the coming event. I heard the soft click of her lamp and it reminded me again of how I already should have taken care of that. The crisp snap of a lighter made me twitch as Jen lit candles; the scent filled the room and made me smile. She was getting into the moment, a fact that only meant better things to come for me! Drawers opened and closed, a zipper separated and items rustled in a bag. I knew exactly where she was, and what she was doing. She was in the “toy box”. I hoped she could see the grin on my face as she readied whatever items she needed to do her business.
Finally, there was eerie silence as she stopped moving about. In that moment I realized I had drifted just enough to lose track of her in the room. Again, my ass cheeks clenched, even though I was fairly certain she was still beside our bed, and in front of me, the idea of a sneaky slap on the ass, or even more titillating, my cock and balls, sent me into a near full body shiver. As a million erotic images of what my wife may be planning, wearing or not wearing danced in my head, I heard the now low, hard rasp of Jen’s suddenly seductive voice….
“You may open your eyes.”

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California – The Next Few Nights

That whole day at work I was useless, I couldn’t concentrate, my mind kept wondering what my wife was doing. I didn’t know what was happening at my sister-in-law’s house. Perhaps my nightmare was over, one night of my wife fucking another man was all I’d have to deal with… perhaps not. My mind kept coming back to the worst possibilities.
I returned from work that first day to my nightmare confirmed. My wife and Todd were out by the pool, laying in the shade of an umbrella naked. My wife was on her side, her hand down between her legs guiding Todd’s huge cock into her pussy. I still couldn’t believe how large his cock was… I couldn’t believe that it all fit inside my wife. As I stood there in the living room, watching through the sliding glass door, Todd worked the whole length of his shaft into my wife. Stacy’s pussy lips were pink and swollen, obviously they’d been at it a while. Unlike the first evening, my wife didn’t even flinch or grimace as Todd shoved the whole length of his cock inside her, instead there was nothing on her face but pure animal lust. “Oh… ohhh…”, as Todd entered her, my wife moaned loud enough I could hear her through the closed door. I stood there numb, watching helpless as they began fucking.
“They’ve been outside fucking all afternoon”, my sister-in-law said from the kitchen, “Todd still can’t take his eyes or hands off Stacy’s big tits”. I hadn’t even noticed Laura in the kitchen, I was transfixed by my wife’s wanton fucking outside. I turned toward my sister-in-law to respond, but was cut short when I saw she wasn’t wearing any clothes. There she was in the kitchen, preparing dinner, completely naked. Laura’s pert B cup breasts and shaved pussy were clearly visible. In the day light, this close, I could clearly see her all over tan and I began to wonder how often she actually wore clothes around the house.
Todd continued to fuck my wife outside for another hour, and even through the closed sliding glass door I could hear everything. I was sitting inside, pretending to work on my computer, but I couldn’t take my eyes off my wife. I had a perfect vantage point to watch Todd splitting my wife’s pussy open as he pounded his cock into her. Every time my wife came she would get louder, “OOOHHH… OH! OOHH! FUCK! FUCK ME!” Just as she was about to come down Todd would shove his cock all the way inside my wife’s pussy hard, pushing her right back over the edge prolonging her orgasms My wife would get this surprised look on her face and yell, “OH FFUUCCKKK…”, drawing out the last syllable until she returned to her frantic moaning.
When Todd came he pushed his cock deep into my wife’s pussy. My wife pushed herself down on his cock hard, trying to get him as deep as possible in her cunt all while chanting, “Cum in my pussy… cum in my pussy… give me your cum… give it to me… fill my pussy up… Aaa-AAA!” After they’d finished fucking they just lay there for a while, Todd’s cock slowly going limp until it finally slipped out of my wife’s stretched cunt. The amount of cum running out of Stacy’s pussy was incredible, I could see it running down her leg from where I was. She reached down and wiped her pussy off with the towel they were laying on then whispered something to Todd. He grinned at whatever she said, and they both got up and got into the jacuzzi.
My sister-in-law finished preparing dinner. I ate at the dining room table inside, actually getting some work done on my laptop, while my sister-in-law, wife, and Todd all ate in the back yard. I tried hard not to notice the trio out back, they didn’t even bother to get dressed, they just sat around the outside table naked, talking and laughing. My wife seemed perfectly comfortable naked outside with her sister and Todd. Every now and then I would look out at them, the bottle of wine on their table slowly emptying. Todd was sitting between my wife and her sister, but I could see them all clearly. My sister-in-law and her boyfriend’s naked, tanned bodies contrasted by my wife’s pale, freckled skin.
Occasionally one of the two sisters would whisper something, and then either my wife or her sister would reach over quickly and give Todd’s cock a squeeze while the other would talk to Todd to distract him. This caused him to jump each time, and the girls thought it was good fun. All of them would laugh and grin each time. The dinner was slowly forgotten as the girls continued to tease Todd. They took turns reaching over to stroke his cock and fondle his balls until his huge cock was rock hard. Even sitting down his cock was large enough that, fully erect, the head was above the top of the table.
The talk at the table had quieted, all three whispering to each other. My sister-in-law had her hand at the base of Todd’s cock, she said something to my wife, and then shook Todd’s cock lewdly. Whatever she said made Todd grin and my wife got a hungry look on her face. My wife licked her lips and then in one quick motion pushed her chair back from the table and bent over sucking Todd’s cock into her mouth. Stacy was bobbing her head up and down on Todd’s cock, barely able to take the head and top of his shaft into her mouth, while her sister Laura was jerking the bottom half of his cock with her hand. Stacy reached down and started massaging Todd’s balls while Laura continued jerking her hand up and down his shaft, the two sisters timing their strokes perfectly. Every few minutes they would switch places, my wife stroking Todd’s cock while my sister-in-law would suck on the head of his shaft, both rolling his balls around with their hands.
Then they both moved their heads down to his cock at the same time and started licking up and down his shaft. Todd’s head was back and his eyes were closed, enjoying the two tongues working up and down his huge cock. Laura sucked the head of Todd’s cock back into her mouth, gobbling up as much of it as she could, while my wife moved down Todd’s shaft to his balls. I watched in awe as my wife sucked one of Todd’s balls into her mouth before moving to the other; I couldn’t believe what she was doing… she’d never done that for me… she’d never even shown interest. I could hear his moans coming louder and more frequently now, he brought his head up, looked down at my wife, and said something to her. My wife moved to her knees in front of him as Laura took her head off Todd’s huge cock. Stacy quickly put her hands on Todd’s shaft, stroking it up and down furiously while sucking and tonguing his balls… and that was all it took. Todd started cumming, spewing his load on my wife’s chest, his cum running down between her large, soft breasts.
Watching Todd’s cock bouncing in front of my kneeling wife, pumping his jizz onto her chest, was too much for me to take. My hard-on was painfully swollen from watching it all, so I snuck off into the bathroom and jerked myself off. After spending a few minutes recovering from the hardest cum I’d ever had I went back to my laptop to work. No one had even noticed that I’d been gone. I spent the rest of the evening getting distracted from my work. Out back my wife and her sister were taking turns fucking Todd. They fucked in the pool, the jacuzzi, on towels by the pool… Laura cleared the table of their dinner and was bringing the dishes into the kitchen. Todd and my naked wife were moving across the yard toward the now empty table. She had one hand holding onto his cock, leading him by it. Once they reached the table Todd gently pushed my wife down so she was bent over the table and then shoved his cock into her from behind. In one stroke he had buried himself in my wife’s pussy all the way.
“You should probably just go to bed”, Laura told me from the kitchen. I checked and she was right, it was getting late and I did have work tomorrow, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep with my wife… the thought made me look back outside. Todd and my wife were in a constant rhythm now, she was leaning up off the table, Todd was behind her plowing his cock into her, hands grabbing onto my wife’s tits. “We’re going to be up for a while”, Laura continued. “Just get some sleep”, she said as she went back outside. Shutting down the laptop I headed toward the guest bedroom. The last thing I saw outside was my sister-in-law kissing Todd, her hands on his chest, while my wife was furiously pushing back against Todd’s cock burying it deep in her pussy.
Still exhausted from not sleeping the night before I managed to pass out almost right away. I was awoken some time later, by the sound of them coming inside. The door to the master bedroom opened and closed, I could hear all three of them in the next room. I heard the shower start in the master bathroom. Over the noise of the running water I could hear my wife moaning and cumming through the wall. Eventually the shower stopped and I heard them get into bed.
The sounds of fucking came almost almost constantly throughout the night. I could hear the bed moving, people changing positions, Laura cumming, my wife cumming, and both of them cussing and moaning so loud I was sure the neighbors would be woken up. In the quiet periods, when the sounds of sex had stopped or slowed, I could hear a gentle humming noise, which was inevitably overwhelmed by the noise of one of the sister’s cumming. I barely slept that night.
I spent the whole night alone, with nothing but the noises of fucking coming through the wall. The morning was the same as before though, and again I went off to work alone leaving the house quiet. At work I couldn’t think about anything but my wife… I knew she was going to spend the day fucking her sister’s boyfriend, and I dreaded coming back to the house and having to see it, and hear it. Thinking about it made me sick to my stomach, my wife of all those years hadn’t talked to me since dinner that first evening, she’d spent every moment since them with Todd. If they weren’t fucking they were flirting or sleeping, and my sister-in-law was encouraging it, catering to them so they never had to slow down. It was mind-boggling how Todd was able to stay hard as long as he was, or get hard as often as he had been. Even when I was his age I could never stay hard like that. All too soon it was the end of the work day though, and I had to return to my sister-in-law’s house and deal with another night of being tortured by my wife passionately fucking another man.
When I got to the house that evening my wife and Todd were fucking in the living room. She was laid back on the sofa, still naked, and he was kneeling in front of her working his cock in and out of her pussy. Her ankles were on his shoulders, her legs running up his chest, which had brought her ass up off the sofa. “Oh shit… oh shit… oh shit…”, she was grunting in time with his pounding. Todd was transfixed by my wife’s tits bouncing back and forth in time with his thrusts. I couldn’t watch… I wandered into the dining room and opened the laptop. “Ooohhh fuck… oh fuck… OOOHHH…”, my wife came hard, even from the other room I could hear her pushing up off the couch, forcing her body onto Todd’s cock as hard as she could.
Laura came home a short while later. My wife and Todd were still fucking in the living room, they both said hello to my sister-in-law as she came into the house, not even slowing the pace. Laura came into the kitchen and dropped off the groceries she was carrying. “Can you make dinner?”, she asked without even looking at me. I was going to protest, but as I turned toward the kitchen I saw her stripping naked. Her shirt and shorts were lying on the kitchen floor and as she moved toward the living room she undid her bra and stripped off her thong leaving those in the hall. She didn’t even wait for me to respond, she just pranced naked into the living room to join my wife and Todd.
I leaned back in my chair to peak around the corner into the living room, my curiosity was overwhelming, I realized that I couldn’t keep myself from wanting to see what was happening. My cock was already rock hard from listening to my wife, and I knew I couldn’t deny that it was turning me on more than I’d ever been. I saw Todd pull his huge cock out of my wife, her pussy gaping open lewdly, Laura was standing behind Todd running her hands down his chest. My wife got up off the couch while her sister pushed Todd down on the couch, laying on his back. “Sit on his face while I fuck his cock”, Laura said to Stacy. With that Laura started working her shaved, tanned pussy down onto Todd’s, long tanned cock.
My wife meanwhile straddled Todd’s face, lowering her cunt down onto his waiting tongue. “Eat my cunt”, my wife said to him, “Suck on my clit and tongue my pussy… ooohhhh…”
While the trio of them fucked I stood in the kitchen making dinner. Every now and then I would sneak over to get a look into the living room. Laura sitting on the back of the couch, Todd eating her pussy, while my wife was on all fours on the couch getting fucked from behind by Todd’s huge cock while he manhandled her tits. My wife’s back was red from spending who-knows-how-long on her back. Each of the girls came half a dozen times, the string of curses and moaning never stopping, before dinner was finished. I went over to tell them dinner was ready. Again my wife was on her back, this time on the floor. Todd was kneeling between her legs, Laura was jerking his cock while fingering herself. They were both watching my wife play with her tits. I watched as Todd came, blowing his load all over my wife’s chest, Laura’s hand running vigorously up and down the length of his shaft. All three of them moaned as Todd emptied his balls, my wife rub his cum into her pale breasts.
It was too much, I felt ashamed at being so aroused and had to do something about my hard-on. Quietly I slipped down the hallway and into the bathroom where I masturbated. I came in five strokes I was that worked up. I spent a few more minutes in the bathroom and then flushed so no one would get suspicious. When I came out the three of them were getting dinner from the kitchen, but at least now they were all wearing bathing suits. My wife had her red bikini on again, Todd has a black pair of swim trunks, and Laura’s suit was nothing more than two green pieces of string with a small patch of cloth over her shaved pussy. The suit did nothing to conceal her nipples or areolas, and her ass was completely visible.
The three of them took their dinner and went outside while again I stayed inside eating at my laptop. It wasn’t long before my wife was taking her bikini top off. She slowly let the fabric fall away, shaking her breasts as she dropped the bikini top on the ground. Todd leaned over and began sucking on my wife’s nipples, running his tongue in circles around her tits, holding them in his hands and massaging them. My sister-in-law pulled aside the small piece of fabric covering her pussy and shoved two fingers deep in her cunt. She continued fingering herself while watching Todd suck on my wife’s tits. Todd stood and my wife practically ripped his shorts off, leaned over and greedily started sucking his cock. After a few minutes my sister-in-law said something and Stacy shifted her chair to face Todd, his huge cock dropping out of her mouth. Todd then leaned down slightly and laid his cock right between my wife’s large breasts, squeezing her tits tight against his cock, and started pumping his cock up and down between my wife’s tits.
Laura got up from the table and came inside. She stopped by where I was sitting, put her hand on my shoulder (the one she’d just had buried in her cunt), and looked out the back door with me. After watching Todd and my wife for a few seconds she said, “Todd loves tit fucking, but my breasts are too small to do it”. With that she pushed her breasts together and frowned down at them. “It’s a real treat having your wife here this week. It’s hard finding a couple to swing with, not many women can handle Todd’s cock”, she finished. Laura wandered down the hallway toward the bedrooms while I watched my wife squeezing her tits around Todd’s cock. Stacy had one hand fondling Todd’s balls, while her other was helping him hold her breasts around his huge shaft while he pumped his cock up and down between her tits.
A minute later Laura came back through the dining room and went right back outside. She was carrying something in each hand and it took me a second to figure out what… they were dildos. The first was normal sized and silver, but the second one was huge and appeared to be black rubber. I couldn’t help but make the comparison, the silver dildo was about the size of my cock, but the black dildo was the size of Todd’s cock. Todd continued to tit fuck my wife, both of them moaning softly, as Laura stopped by the table and dropped her bikini bottoms. My sister-in-law sat down and licked up and down the silver dildo before sticking it in her pussy, working it in and out to the the rhythm of Todd’s movements.
After a few minutes Todd picked my wife up from sitting and carried her over toward the jacuzzi. Carrying her as he was I could see clearly the difference in size between this tall, blond, tanned, Californian man and my petite, pale, redhead wife. He sat himself down on the edge of the jacuzzi and turned my wife facing away from him. In one smooth motion he pulled my wife down right onto his cock, the huge member splitting my wife’s pink pussy lips and penetrating deep into her cunt. Laura turned her chair to face them, still pumping the dildo in and out of her cunt. The two sister’s watched each other, feeding each other’s sexual desire. My wife worked herself up into a lustful frenzy bouncing up and down on Todd’s huge cock faster, my sister-in-law getting more worked up shoving the dildo in and out of her pussy faster and faster.
It only took a minute before all three exploded in orgasm. “Yes… yes… yes…”, my sister-in-law chanted as she worked the dildo in and out of her pussy.
“OOOHHH… FUUUCCKKK…”, my wife yelled as she jammed herself down onto Todd’s cock, taking him as deep as she could. “Give me your cum… cum in my pussy!”, she yelled at Todd. And he was obviously willing to give her what she wanted, he grabbed her hips and pulled my wife down hard onto his shaft. I watched as he pumped my wife’s pussy full of cum. Stacy stayed sitting on his cock for a minute, rocking back and forth gently, while my sister-in-law withdrew the dildo from her cunt and started licking it clean. Todd started sliding one of his hands around toward my wife’s clit. I saw her twitch slightly as his hand slid down, getting closer to her pussy, and when his fingers reached her clit she exploded in another orgasm. “OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!”, she chanted as he rubbed her clit while she gyrated on his cock.
After a minute of this my wife, out of breath, reached down and stopped Todd’s hand. She slumped over, obviously exhausted, catching her breath. Todd withdrew his hand and my wife slid herself off his huge member, laying down on the towels by the jacuzzi. Laura got up from where she was sitting and went over to Todd, got on her knees in front of him, and starting licking up and down the length of his cock shaft. She spent a few minutes running her tongue up and down his cock, sucking the mixture of cunt juice and semen off his slowly withering member.
My wife continued to lay by the jacuzzi, obviously in bliss and coming down off her high, when her sister held up the dildos. “I brought your silver one and one of mine”, I heard my sister-in-law say. My wife didn’t own anything like that I realized, I must have misheard Laura. But sure enough I heard my wife say, “I don’t want to use yours, I think it’s too big. I’ll stick with mine”. And with that my wife reached up and took the silver dildo out of her sister’s hand. I watched in awe as my wife began rubbing the dildo against her clit. I couldn’t take anymore. I wanted to run away and that’s when I realized it was getting late, so I shut down the laptop and got up to go to bed. As I turned away from the back yard I could see Laura, still kneeling in front of Todd, start to work the huge, black dildo into her pussy. Todd meanwhile had taken hold of the silver dildo and was rubbing it against my wife’s pussy. I could hear her cum again as I headed toward the bedrooms.
I searched through my wife’s luggage, suspicious of the appearance of the silver dildo. Beneath her neatly folded clothes (she apparently hadn’t worn any all week) I found a small black bag. I knew she hadn’t brought it with her… suspicious I looked inside and saw a small, pink dildo still in the package. It looked like it vibrated and it was named “the tease”. The receipt indicated my wife had purchased both the silver dildo and the pink one earlier that day. Shocked I slumped back onto the bed. My wife had never shown an interest in toys… or half the things I’d seen her do this week. With despair I dropped into bed, with any luck I could get a little bit of sleep before they came inside.
But all too soon I heard them enter the house and move down the hallway toward the bedrooms. They stopped outside the door to the guest room, there was more talking, my wife and her sister were saying goodnight. I was expecting my wife to come in, but when the door opened Laura came into the guest bedroom. She was still naked and dropped her green, string bikini on the floor as she climbed into the far side of the bed. I was looking at her confused when she said, “Let Todd and Stacy have the big bed tonight, they’re not done yet”. Laura rolled over to sleep, but I lay there awake the rest of the night.

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Volunteering With Nedra

From legitimate community service work, with one thing leading to another, my relationship with Nedra progressed delightfully into us becoming fuck buddies.

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I Watched My Wife With An Older Man 4

I Watched My Wife With An Older Man – chapter 4
My name is Cleo. I’m Pat’s friend, and I’m writing his story as sort of a therapy device for him. Pat’s terribly confused about his life these days. I have written numerous articles and stories for other men, and I hope some of this finally helps him cope. Here is Pat’s story:
It’s been several months now that I had my friend, Cleo write the last story concerning mine and Anna’s unusual marital arrangement. I’m afraid you’ll have to read my previous chapters in order to see how we arrived at this state in our otherwise orderly lives. Anyway, the “older man” in these chapters is Walt. Walt was supposed to visit us again two months ago, but the company he and I both work for sent him overseas to rescue a failing segment of the organization. That’s what he does. He’s like a hired gun, and I guess there’s where he gets his aggressive attitude that Anna finds so stimulating. She’s been like a lioness in heat lately, ever since he sent the email that he wouldn’t be coming to Dallas for quite a while. Up to now, he’s been visiting us regularly about every two months, and that seems to meet her – and I guess, my needs. Since receiving that last message, I’ve lately observed Anna covertly looking at other men, usually big rough, older guys that probably remind her of Walt. To be honest, Walt’s big cock. In any event, she seemingly looks downward or off to the side, but is actually hungrily staring at some guy’s crotch, if she thinks I’m not looking – which I always am. In a way, I suppose I’ve also grown addicted to Walt’s visits, watching him pound her pussy while I jerk off. Oh, Anna and I still make love occasionally but that doesn’t seem to take the edge off for either of us. Neither of us have the dynamic orgasms during our sex as we do when Walt joins in. I guess we need what Walt provides both of us, and now, he wouldn’t be coming for several more months. Anna was so depressed that her depression finally rubbed off on me too. I needed to do something.
I know for a fact Walt is the only guy Anna has fucked in all the years we’ve been married. She’s not typically a slut, but since we’ve let Walt into our lives I’ve noticed subtle changes in her. Last week at our community gym, there was a big muscled black guy in jersey shorts lifting weights and I saw her eying his bulging crotch as she rode the incumbent bike. He was a huge ugly dude but I suspected Anna hadn’t even noticed his facial features, so intent was she on watching his crotch move under the soft fabric of his shorts. I also suspected she was sopping wet, as she never took her eyes off that fat cock the whole time. That surprised me, for Anna is a southern gal and I don’t think she has even known a black guy before. I covertly watched, fanaticizing about them going off into a remote corner and watching her suck his cock. She finally caught me watching and turned her head, but not before I saw her face, flaming red. I just had to go into the restroom and whack off, deciding to approach him the next time I saw him working out, maybe feel him out on this subject, see where it goes. Just the thought of it made me hard.
I get all kinds of responses to my earlier stories I’ve posted about this, some telling me what a pussy I am to let my wife fuck another guy, but others who, like me get off by watching their wives. Some have even asked if they can fuck her while I watch. Lately, I’ve considered exploring that option but I don’t think Anna would go along with it. One guy in particular sends a response once a week, even pictures of his cock which is every bit as long and thick as Walt’s. He suggested I show his pics to Anna and let her decide if she wants it. So far I haven’t acted because I don’t know what her response would be to my shopping her around the internet.
Walt finally called one day while I was in the other end of the house, but I could hear her subversive tone and suspected it was him calling. I immediately picked up the extension and heard her say, “You have to come before then. I . . . uh . . . need to see you.”
“Miss my cock, huh?”
“Walt . . . please, can’t you make it before then?”
“I have the weekends only. That would only give me about a day and a half before I’d have to start back.”
“Please.”
“Tell you what. You know what I want. You promise I can do it and I’ll come.”
She knew what he was talking about. So did I. He had been pressuring her to let him fuck her asshole, but his large size just hurt her too much. The last time, he’d made it inside her about three inches before she started crying.
“You know I can’t,” she sniffled. “It would ruin me forever.”
“No it wouldn’t. Take my word for it. You want me to come back, you have to promise.”
After a few more minutes of back-and-forth, she finally relented, “I promise I’ll try. Hurry.”
“You won’t try. You’ll do it,” he said.
“Okay,” she replied, her voice sounding faint and tiny
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The next weekend Walt telephoned that he was on the way, wanting a ride from the airport. Anna was on pins and needles all day, like a bride who was both excited and scared. On the fifteen minute ride to the airport she squirmed and fidgeted in her seat, a wild hungry look in her eyes – Just a bitch in heat, I thought angrily. I speculated if I could touch her cunt it’d be sopping wet. She’d never been like that for me when I returned from a trip. I also noticed my dick was as hard as wood and I was having trouble breathing. Anna went inside the terminal to meet him while I drove around until they came out. Without even a word, they both crawled into the back seat of our SUV. I’d suspected they would and had already adjusted the rearview mirror so I could see the entire back seat. I was barely out of the parking area when I saw her hastily unzipping his pants, reaching inside and extracting his cock, which simply flopped out like a giant sausage. She stared hungrily at it for a moment, slowly stroking it. In seconds it was a hard slab of meat with thick purple vanes running through it. I saw her lean forward, lovingly sliding her mouth around its knob, licking it from top to bottom, her eyes closed. It was clear, she was loving it. She then engulfed half of it, moaning softly. It was only fifteen minutes to our house, but she was nearly frantic trying to taste his cum before we arrived, as I watched her cheeks suction his cum from his balls, not even attempting to hide the loud slurping sounds as she slobbered over his throbbing cock. We were still two blocks from home when he suddenly grunted and she started swallowing frantically, making tiny little sounds of contentment as she milked his sperm, swallowing his entire load. His balls must’ve been full because it took a long time. Finally, she licked a few drops from its tip, and reluctantly put it back inside his trousers. I rubbed my cock through my pants, being careful not to blow my own load in them. I was so close though.
Pretending I hadn’t noticed their behavior, I pulled into the driveway and they quickly headed inside as she tossed breathlessly over her shoulder, “I’ll help Walt unpack, Darling.” Her face was flushed, frantic.
I’ll bet you will, I thought, buying into the charade.
Inside, little squeals immediately took me straight to the guest bedroom door where I peeked in and saw Walt with his face already between her long tan legs as she clutched his hair and squirmed around on his tongue. In less than two minutes she screamed loudly, clamping his head between her thighs, gyrating against his face as she pulled the back of his head to get his tongue even deeper inside her sloppy pussy. Then she collapsed, exhausted from her effort. Walt continued licking her for a while as I retreated hastily. That seemed to take the edge off for them and they both acted more relaxed for the rest of the evening. As for me, I had to go into the bathroom and whack-off to find relief.
Later, I was in the kitchen making coffee when Anna came up behind me and whispered, “Please don’t watch us tonight. Okay?”
“Why?”
“Just because.”
“Why? Because he’s going to fuck you in the ass?”
She stepped back, surprised. “How . . . did you know that?”
“It’s all over your face,” I lied, not wanting her to know I’d eavesdropped on her earlier telephone call. In any event, I wasn’t going to give her a break. “No deal,” I said walking away.
Around 8:30 PM they were already staring at each other hungrily again. By 9:00 they just stood and walked into Walt’s room, leaving me alone with the TV. I followed immediately, stopping at the open doorway. Walt practically ripped her shorts off, as she did the same to him. In less than a minute she was on the bed, clutching his ass cheeks, with his cock stuffed down her milking throat. His pot-belly nearly covered her pretty face, but I could hear her loud wet slurping sounds as she sucked it hungrily. After a while, he started to grunt and pulled away, but she kept holding him in deep, unwilling to let him go. I could tell he was very near to cumming, and that is exactly what she wanted him to do. Walt had other plans it seemed, as he pushed her mouth off his cock, tumbling her onto her back.
“You hungry bitch,” he growled at her. “Get on your hands and knees.”
She turned around, looking over her shoulder at him in fear. He got behind her and rubbed just the head of his cock across her pussy as she groaned. He let her savor a few inches of his thick meat before he pulled it out and produced a tube of KY, rubbing it onto his cock and into her asshole. He slowly inserted a finger, then another. I knew she liked this when she was fucking, but that was as far as she’d ever let me go. She knew what was coming next, her eyes wide with fear as she stared at me as though hoping I’d intervene. Fat chance of that. She was finally getting exactly what she deserved. I loved her and didn’t want to see her hurt, but I was having trouble breathing and my dick was so hard it ached. If I moved I figured I’d erupt.
Walt grabbed her hips in his huge hands and pushed his cock head against her puckered anus, shoving, grunting with the effort. Anna screamed but Walt just kept pushing until the fat knob was inside her. Then he let her rest. Anna was sobbing into the pillow.
Walt said, “If I stop, I go. That what you want?”
Anna was a proud woman and it hurt me to see her grovel like this, but she said, “No. Please don’t go. Just do it. I’ll be all right.”
Walt grinned like he’d known what she’d say all along, grinding his pelvis forward again, as another couple inches of meat disappeared into her asshole. I hated his grin. I hated him, but I couldn’t move a muscle, locked into what was happening. I watched Anna’s tear-streaked face twist with anguish, her eyes clinching tightly.
“Play with your pussy,” Walt growled as he pushed harder.
Anna’s hand went between her legs, rubbing frantically. After a few moments of this I saw her fingers were wet and she seemed to be handling it a little better. Walt’s horse cock was over halfway inside her and he was still pushing, determined to reach his goal. I noticed his cock was thicker at the base and wondered how he’d ever make it all the way in. He’d be inside her colon if he did. I felt I could cum without even touching myself. Walt paused, motionless, just letting her hang on his cock like a frog on a spit. The hand in her pussy was flying now, and she was starting to make little sounds and move her ass a bit. Soon, she began rotating her ass in small circles, pushing backward against his unmoving cock. Grabbing her hips again, Walt suddenly buried his cock to the public hair inside her, his pot belly resting on her ass as she came apart at the seams, moaning, crying, sliding up and down the torturing cock buried in her asshole. Mesmerized, I watched as my beautiful wife squirmed like a woman possessed on another man’s large cock; her long dark hair flying wildly, small animal sounds coming from her pretty twisted mouth while she attempted to shove her entire hand into her gapping pussy. It was awesome. I’d never witnessed anything like it. Oh sure, I’d seen porno films where women are paid to act as if they’re enjoying being fucked in the ass, but this was my beautiful wife! My Anna! And she wasn’t acting! Walt had had enough by this time and suddenly began pounding her ass like there was no tomorrow. Anna simply went berserk, screaming and crying into her pillow as she finally came, wave after wave wracking her slender body for a long time. Then, Walt grunted loudly, threw his head back and his entire body went stiff as he also cried out and came hard, pouring load after load deep into her bowels. I simply touched my cock and shot all over the bedroom carpet.
I lay in bed and listened as Walt fucked my Anna again the next morning before she drove him to the airport. It was loud and prolonged, lasting for nearly an hour before I heard Anna cry out as she came. I was simply too spent to move. We didn’t speak about it, and I didn’t try to ass fuck her for nearly a week. When I finally did, she didn’t complain, in fact, I think she enjoyed having something smaller than Walt’s ham-sized cock in there. I know I did. Something had happened to Anna that night with Walt’s cock in her ass. She was almost insatiable after that, whenever we made love. I couldn’t keep up with her anymore. She wanted everything, several times. I tried, but couldn’t last long enough to completely satisfy her. I knew we had crossed over some kind of threshold. I decided to start looking for some local help. I still didn’t know how Anna would accept that, but I could see she was growing more and more sexually frustrated, and that my cock wasn’t enough for her anymore.
My chance came about a week later – the big black weight lifter. His name was also Walter. Just my luck – another Walt. He appeared even uglier up close. He said everyone called him “Bear” though and I liked that just fine. He kind of even looked like a bear and the guy was an animal, lifting twice the weight I could, muscles bulging, sweat pouring off his thick ebony chest. Anna watched us as we chatted, and finally I motioned her over. She initially shook her head no, but after a couple more attempts she finally stood and walked over. Bear’s eyes nearly popped out his head when he saw her up close. She was wearing this little form-fitting work-out suit that I’d always liked, dark hair stacked on top of her head falling down in uncontrolled ringlets. The white shorts made her tan legs look even longer. She looked delicious. Bear was practically drooling as he shook her hand, holding it just a few beats too long, as her face colored. He said he and his wife were from New York, new to the neighborhood. He was alone for the moment, his wife caring for a sick mother back in NY. I immediately invited him over for a drink, watching Anna’s confused face. My compulsive behavior proved to be a big mistake.
Bear has since taken over our home and our very lives. He has proven to be a bully and sometimes cruel, but anytime he wants, he can have Anna groveling at his feet, anxious to do anything he wants. Even I can’t stand up to him – hating what he’s done to us but reveling in his debasement of both Anna and I. His wife Tia is beautiful but every bit as sadistic as he is. I have found out things about myself I never knew, dark things. Anna never speaks of Walt anymore. Maybe I’ll write more about how our lives have spiraled out of control since this couple has been invited in. I long for the days we had before we ever met Walt – or these two black devils. I wonder if Anna ever does.

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School Afair

The most unexpected event in my life, involving me,my teacher and a special friend i like to call intercourse

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Prostituting My Wife

My wife Tina and I were feeling like sexual fun with others again. We have explored with threesomes a few times by advertising on Craigslist in the past to have others join us.
This time instead of having someone join us in a threesome, I suggested her posting as a prostitute. We lived in a two story home in a private neighborhood and her Aunt lived upstairs but was away for the week on vacation.
Tina was apprehensive about this but I would be downstairs in the basement listening to everything through a baby monitor so I can hear everything. Because of this she agreed to do this.
We started receiving phone calls almost immediately after posting. We decided we would try to get an older gentleman because we figured they would be more reliable and trustworthy. We told the guy it was $200 and where to call us from. When he got there about an hour later we had him park on the corner and walk three houses up to ours.
We were nervous for the obvious reasons but went through with it anyway. He was about 50-55 and Tina had him get comfortable. After collecting the fee she also got comfortable. So I can hear what’s going on Tina was very verbal with everything. I heard her say wow and nice that he was already hard.
This guy got up and took her in his arms and they started making out as he felt her up. I could hear her cooing and this I know was her getting turned on and excited. We might have been charging but this more of fun sex play than anything else for us. He couldn’t stop talking about her tits. Tina is 5′ only but has full 34c tits. He also commented on her shaved pussy.
I heard Tina putting the condom on him so they can start to fuck. Tina sucked him a little but he was impatient and wanted to fuck. He got on top of her and started to fuck her right away. I could hear the bed squeaking and Tina making loud grunting sounds. All of a sudden I hear the guy say he is going to cum. As they are cleaning up I went outside through the basement door so I could walk around and see the guy that she just fucked. I acted like I lived upstairs so i could pass him by. He kept his head down but I got a look at him anyway.
There was at least 10 calls on voice mail when we checked the phone. To get the real effect of being a hooker we decided to take 1 more call. We called everyone back either telling them we were booked already or to have the one we wanted most to come over.
We did the same routine about where to call from and to park. again it was a guy 50-55 years old. This guy seemed like he had so more time spend. He wasn’t in a rush to get out of there. Tina was wearing a short black mini dress which he couldn’t stop complimenting her on. He was telling her how nice her tits looked and that he loved small girls. I waited till he was almost to the front of our house before I went downstairs this time so I could get a good look at him ahead of time but Tina asked him how tall he was anyway and he replied 6’3”. Remember Tina is exactly 5′ tall only so this was a big size difference.
He wanted a lot little girl play. He kept having her call him daddy and that she was being a bad girl. When she got naked he handled her a little roughly. He squeezed her tits hard and grabbed her ass and spanked her over his knee. I heard him say get over here and suck my cock you little slut. Every time they changed positions he manhandled her and turned her over or spun her around himself. I know he was fucking her every which way. He also loved her shaved pussy. They must have been fucking for close to half an hour in fucking alone when he came. He berated her for being a such a slut that the condom was full of her white slimy cum.
We were only going to see 2 guys but I was so horny and into this I asked her for 1 more and she agreed. This time the guy was in his 60’s. I could tell Tina wasn’t so happy about this when he showed up but I said if you were really a hooker than you would have to see anybody and everybody so she said ok.
They went into the bedroom and he got undressed. I could hear his cock was still soft but he loved what he saw in Tina. He became almost speechless when he saw her bald pussy. He said he never saw one in person before. He asked if there was any porn to watch and Tina put on one that had a girl with two guys in the scene on. This was her favorite scene set up for us to watch. We never thought about having porn ready for the guys coming over. He asked her if that’s what she liked doing and she replied yes. She doesn’t like being a bad girl but she can’t help herself.
All this stuff was getting him hard and he started kissing her and grabbing her tits and ass. I heard her ask him if she could suck his cock. I think he was holding her head and shoving his cock hard into her mouth because I heard some gagging from her. He called her a good little cock sucker. He wanted to fuck and had her lay on the edge of the bed so he could fuck her like that. They changed positions a few times. He was asking her how she liked being fucked by him. She said she was loving it. She loved feeling his balls slapping against her asshole. He asked her if she ever had a cock up there and she naturally said yes.
He started asking her lots of things that she has done. This was turning him on knowing what a slut he was fucking. He loved the threesomes she was in and that she was with other girls( this part wasn’t true at the time yet). He was getting close to cumming and asked her where he can cum. She asked him where he would like to and he wanted to cum in her mouth. Like a true prostitute would she told him $150 more. He only had $120 so she said ok.
When he got close to cumming he was to pull out of her pussy and take the condom off and she would suck him dry. He came right in her mouth and she swallowed it for him. As soon as he left I had to go make out with her to taste her cum breathe. I was so horny by now that I bent her over the dining room chair and fucked her as hard as I could for about a minute before I came so hard in her pussy.
This wasn’t a typically threesome where I got to join in but listening to her being a prostitute and doing guy after guy was just as good for me. We did a lot of fucking after that.

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California – The Rest of the Week

During the day all I could think about was what my wife might be doing. In the evenings I had to watch my wife Stacy fuck her sister’s boyfriend. At night I couldn’t get any sleep because the sounds of fucking were always present in the house. If Todd didn’t have his cock in my wife or my sister-in-law Laura, then he was grabbing at my wife’s big tits, massaging them and sucking on them. The two sisters delighted in teasing Todd, playing with his cock, prancing naked in front of him. None of them wore any clothes while they were in the house or the backyard that I could tell.
One evening I came back to the house from work and saw Laura getting the mail wearing one of her tiny bikinis. Laura liked to lounge out back by her pool not wearing anything, I knew that from her all over tan, but she had a collection of tiny bikinis. Here she was down at the end of the driveway, where the whole neighborhood could see her, getting the mail, wearing an orange bikini that had little circles of cloth that covered her nipples and areolas with a small, vertical strip of cloth covering her pussy.
Once inside I could see my wife out back laying down sun bathing while Todd was swimming in the pool. I was relieved that for once there was more than five feet between them, but my relief was short-lived when I saw what my wife was wearing. She had on one of her sister’s bikinis and it looked like my wife had chosen the smallest bikini possible. The white top was a string running around her chest coming together in small triangles that barely covered her rock hard nipples, her areolas clearly visible around the fabric. The bottom was a string around her waist and down her ass crack that came together in the front in a low V shape. It was too low to cover anything, her triangle of red pubic hair and the top half of her pussy were completely visible. Not that it mattered, I could see even the areas that were covered by the suit because my wife had been swimming and the white suit was completely transparent when wet.
My sister-in-law went out back leaving me to make dinner again. I was able to watch from the kitchen as Laura slipped into the pool by her boyfriend. Both of her hands slipped under the water, reaching toward Todd’s waist, a grin coming to his face. Todd pushed Laura back against the side of the pool, his hands working under the water as much as hers were. My sister-in-law had her head back, their bodies pushed against each other. Her bikini top had moved aside from the rubbing of their bodies, her now bare nipples rubbing against Todd’s chest. Laura’s hands came up out of the water with Todd’s swim trunks and her bikini bottoms, she reached behind herself and dumped them both on the side of the pool.
The noise got my wife’s attention as she sat up and began watching Todd and Laura. It was obvious that they were now fucking in the pool. Laura was bouncing up and down, her arms wrapped around her boyfriend’s chest, water splashing all over. Todd and Laura were both moaning loudly. My wife had her hand shoved into the white bikini bottoms rubbing circles around her pussy. Laura was now leaned back, her arms on the side of the pool, her tanned breasts bouncing in time with Todd’s thrusts.
My wife pulled the top of her bikini aside, a short trip, and started rubbing her tits and pinching her nipples, moaning in time with her sister. This got Todd’s attention and he looked over to watch my wife. She smiled when she noticed Todd was watching her, in response she pushed one of her tits up and sucked her nipple into her mouth. Laura had also been watching my wife and Laura exploded into orgasm seeing her sister do this. She started thrashing back and forth against Todd’s body, bouncing in the water.
As Laura’s orgasm subsided Todd lifted her out of the pool and climbed out next to her. Laura removed her bikini top, the tiny orange piece plopping next to the rest of her suit, as Todd moved across the back yard toward my wife. His huge cock was still hard, hanging in front him and swaying side to side as he walked. My wife saw him coming toward her and got a huge grin on her face, she was eyeing his cock hungrily, and stopped rubbing her tits and pussy as she forgot everything but Todd’s huge cock.
Todd kneeled down in front of my wife, pulling her bikini bottoms off. He then leaned down and started licking her pussy. My wife grabbed a handful of his hair and started rocking her hips on his face. Laura came over to join them, laying down on her back beneath Todd, she started sucking his cock while jerking his cock. They stayed like that for a few minutes, Laura beneath her boyfriend sucking his cock and fondling his balls, while he sucked and lapped at my wife’s pussy, pushing his tongue between her pink cunt lips. He easily brought my wife to orgasm, and as she came down from it she pulled his head up and kissed him deep. Then I heard her say, “Please fuck me. Please fill me up with that huge cock”.
The trio moved across the back yard toward the table where Todd positioned my wife so that she had one leg up on the edge of the table, spreading her pussy wide, and he moved his huge cock to the opening of my wife’s cunt. Laura reached down and guided her boyfriend’s cock into my wife’s pussy as he started to piston in and out causing her to moan on each in-thrust. Laura kneeled down and started sucking on Todd’s balls. I watched for a few more minutes before I couldn’t deal with it anymore. Once more I snuck off to the bathroom to deal with my raging hard on. I jerked myself off in less than a minute, feeling empty and unsatisfied. When I went back to the kitchen they were still outside. Todd was standing, holding my wife in the air, bouncing her up and down on his cock.
Coming down off the high of arousal I was flooded with regret. I still couldn’t believe what my wife was doing, I’d completely lost her to this monster cock. With my dick now limp in my pants, I saw the scene outside not as a turn-on, but instead as a knife in my heart. My wife was fervently fucking another man, impaling herself on his large cock, moaning like a whore and letting out strings of curses every time she came… which was frequently. I knew that I’d never be able to pleasure my wife like that, and I knew she’d always want to be. I gave up and walked out front of the house, trying to escape the scene. Stepping out front I had a moment of peace, the warm night air and the quiet of the neighborhood bringing me solace.
It was short-lived though. I realized that even out front I could hear my wife in the backyard. The noises she was making floating over the house. It was obvious what was happening in the backyard, and it was obvious to anyone that knew better that it wasn’t my sister-in-law making that noise. I hoped that none of the neighbors were outside, because if they were they’d know what was happening. Slowly I walked around the side of the house, toward the fence at the back yard, where my wife and I had first happened to see Laura and Todd fucking by the pool. Sure enough, if I put my face up to the fence I could see through the slats and had a clear view of the back yard. Todd and my wife were now by the jacuzzi, my wife was now on all fours with Todd plowing his huge cock into my wife from behind.
Staring through the fence I felt bad and started to worry that a neighbor might spot me and call the police, so I started back around to the front of the house. A few feet away from the fence though I stopped. I heard something from the neighbor’s yard and worried that I’d been caught. I froze for a moment, trying to make out what I was hearing. Nothing happened so I crept slowly up to the neighbor’s fence and leaned in wondering if I could see into the neighbor’s yard. I could, and what I saw shocked the hell out of me. There in the neighbor’s back yard were three guys, all in their early twenties, with their faces pressed up against the fence between their yard and my sister-in-law’s back yard. Each one had his cock in his hand, stroking furiously, watching through the fence… watching my wife getting fucked!
Stung and hurt I limped back inside my sister-in-law’s house. My sister-in-law was in the kitchen making dinner plates when I got back inside, the sliding door to the back yard open, she was still naked. “I saw you”, she said, “trying to sneak around the house and peek through the fence. I can always tell when someone is watching through the fence”. I was taken aback, the first night here she told my wife and me that none of the neighbors could see into her yard, but obviously she knew that people could. Seeing my reaction she continued, “Of course I know the neighbors can see us, that’s half the thrill, putting on a show for those young men next door to jerk off to. Stacy agrees with me too”, she finished as she took the food out back.
My wife knew? She knew that people were watching her in the back yard? How long had she known? How many of the other neighbors were watching? I started thinking about all the things that had happened that week in a new light. It was too much, I was completely lost. I took the laptop into the guest bedroom, shut and locked the door, and spent the rest of the night keeping distracted.
The next night when I came back to the house from work my wife was in the living room with Todd and her sister. Todd was sitting on the couch, Laura, wearing another skimpy bikini, was kneeling between his legs licking up and down the length of his hard cock. Meanwhile my wife was doing a striptease. She was wearing a sheer black nightie over a black lace bra, black panties with matching garter belt, black stockings, and high heels. I watched in awe as she wiggled and danced around the living room, slowly slipping the nightie up over her head. As she spun she tossed the nightie at Todd, landing it across his face. He was watching my wife strip, mesmerized by her swaying ass and tits, almost oblivious to my sister-in-law sucking on his cock.
I watched as my wife moved closer to Todd, teasing him by just getting in reach, but slapping his hands away playfully as he would reach out for her chest or hips. She dangled her large tits in his face, but pulled back before he could get his mouth to them. Laura was still sucking on his cock, but she had turned herself to be able to watch my wife. One of my sister-in-law’s hands was jerking the base of Todd’s cock, the other working furiously in and out of her pussy. My wife put one leg up on the couch, exposing her pantie covered pussy to Todd, then slowly slid her hands down her pale stomach to her panties. Slipping one hand inside she began to rub her fingers back and forth across her clit, the black panties keeping Todd from getting a clear view.
Her hands then reached back behind her, and she undid the clasp of her bra, the material now hanging loosely on her breasts. Todd reached up to remove the bra, but again my wife playfully slapped his hands away. She slowly, painfully slow, brought her hands up and slipped her bra straps off her shoulder. One of the cups of her bra dropped slightly, exposing one nipple, but she brought her hands up to cup the bra to her chest; concealing her tits with her hands. Spinning around she now had her back to Todd and Laura, and then looking back over her shoulder she tossed her bra at Todd, again landing it on his face.
Stacy backed up toward Todd, shaking her ass at him. Laura had increased the speed she was working on his cock, obviously getting aroused by her sister’s strip tease. My wife was bent over, inches away from Todd, wiggling her ass in his face. She reached back and hooked one thumb into each side of her lacy panties and began to slowly slide them down. I watched as her panties fell away revealing her pussy and ass. The panties hadn’t even reached her knees before Todd leaned forward, burying his face into my wife’s ass. A surprised, “OH!”, came from my wife as Todd’s tongue made contact with her. Todd was tonguing my wife’s ass, moving up and down between her ass and her pussy.
Todd was licking my wife’s ass and pussy as she pushed back against him, they were both moaning steadily, until my wife came on his tongue. After a minute my wife pulled her ass away from his face and turned to face him. She pushed Todd back on the couch and carefully stepped over her kneeling sister, getting her heels up on the couch and bringing her exposed pussy down onto Todd’s upturned face. From the position she was now in my wife was facing directly toward me, her large, pale breasts hanging over Todd’s face pointing at me. Todd was furiously working his tongue up into my wife’s pussy, rubbing back and forth her clit. Laura was still on her knees licking up and down his cock. I could see Todd’s tongue splitting my wife’s pussy lips, flicking up and down her pussy lips and them moving back to her clit. My wife reached her hand down grabbing a handful of his hair as if she were afraid he’d stop, moaning the whole time.
I’d been standing in the foyer the whole time, the scene had made my cock painfully hard. My wife looked up from Todd’s face buried in her pussy, looked at me, and cheerfully said, “Hi honey”. It was the only thing she’d said to me all week, and she said it so casually, as if she wasn’t sitting on another man’s face. Todd moved his head up a bit and sucked her clit into his mouth. My wife jumped, “OH!”, and turned her attention back to moaning at Todd. I moved further into the house, setting up my laptop and trying to get some work done.
I ordered pizza for dinner that night, and from the tone of voice of the guy on the other end of the phone, he obviously knew the address. Of course the sounds of my wife, her sister, and Todd fucking in the background didn’t help. I’m sure they were loud enough that he could hear them over the phone. Just before the pizzas arrived they finished fucking, Todd burying his cock deep into my wife and filling her with his cum.
Todd and my wife went to shower, while my sister-in-law put on a sheer robe and came back to the kitchen. The robe was white, almost completely see through, and I could clearly see her shaved pussy and tanned tits beneath the robe. When the pizza guy arrived, that’s what my sister-in-law answered the door in. I watched, surprised, as she acted completely normal. She was standing in the doorway where the whole neighborhood could see her, essentially naked, all while paying for a pizza. The pizza guy obviously enjoyed the show, I could see his hard cock straining against his pants. My sister-in-law drew out the whole process, taking the pizzas into the living room, bending over to set them on the coffee table, giving him a clear view of her ass and pussy. She didn’t even tip the pizza guy, but he didn’t seem to mind given the five minute show he’d just gotten.
My wife and Todd came back from the shower. Todd was wearing silk boxers, my wife was wearing some silky, white lingerie. It wasn’t anything I recognized, but I was certain it was Laura’s, the chest was too small for my wife’s tits. Both of her large, freckled breasts where straining against the fabric. Her cleavage was threatening to spill out the top and the sides of both her breasts were clearly visible. They ate in the living room, and halfway through dinner I heard my wife complain that the top was too tight, so she pulled the silky fabric down letting her tits free.
Right after dinner Todd and my wife went back to the bedroom, Todd literally carrying my wife. Her panties were off, the white silky top hanging loosely beneath her tits, and Todd’s boxers were missing. His cock was hard again, and my wife was stroking it as they went down the hall.
That night my wife and Todd slept in the master bedroom while my sister-in-law stayed in the guest room with me. I spent all night listening to the sounds of my wife and Todd fucking in the next room. My wife’s wild moaning coming through the wall along with Todd’s grunts. I could hear my wife slap her hands against the wall between the bedrooms, obviously now on her knees. There was a brief silence, then Todd said something. “Yes. Put it in my ass”, I heard my wife say, “put it in slowly”. I couldn’t believe what I heard my wife say, she’d never been interested in anal sex and wouldn’t even let me go near her ass.
Sure enough though I could hear her muffled cries, “Ah… gently… gently… put it in more…”, as Todd worked something into her ass. There was a small pause, and then I heard something start vibrating. My wife started moaning immediately, “Oh God… that feels amazing… oh fuck…” It was obviously a vibrator of some sort in her ass because my wife said, “now put your cock in me… fill up my pussy”. As soon as Todd’s huge cock entered my wife she hit a new level of loud, her screaming orgasm so loud that the noise actually woke my sister-in-law.
The sounds of Todd pounding his cock into my wife increased in frequency and volume, beneath the sounds of their bodies slamming together I could hear the vibrator’s cyclical humming from my wife’s ass. My sister-in-law and I lay in bed listening through the wall. “It sounds like Stacy’s finally trying anal”, Laura said, “I’ve been trying to convince her how awesome it feels. A woman doesn’t make that kind of noise any other way”. Laura got up out of bed, she was still naked, and started moving toward the door.
“I want to see this. You should come watch”, Laura said as she left the guest bedroom. I knew I wouldn’t be getting any sleep with all the noise no matter where I was in the house, so I got up to follow her. Coming into the master bedroom I could see my wife on all fours on the bed, leaning down with her face in a pillow. Todd was kneeling behind her working his huge cock in and out of her pussy at a fast pace. Stacy’s tits bounced back and forth beneath her, rubbing against the bed. Sure enough, my wife had the pink vibrator that she’d bought buried in her ass. My wife was practically screaming, it seemed like she was having one long, continuous orgasm.
My sister-in-law looked down at my hard cock in my boxers and smiled before moving to the dresser. There she grabbed the huge black dildo and the smaller silver dildo and proceeded to suck them into her mouth one at a time, licking up and down their lengths, wetting them with her tongue. She then sat down on a chair in the corner, positioned herself facing the bed so she could watch her boyfriend fuck my wife, and started working the silver dildo into her ass and the large black dildo into her tan, shaved pussy. Laura was putting on a show for her boyfriend and sister, while enjoying the pounding that Todd was giving my wife.
It was all too much for me, my wife slamming her ass back into Todd with the pink vibrator bouncing in her ass, my sister-in-law with her legs over the arms of the chair fucking her spread-wide ass and pussy. I was about to leave, to return to the guest room, when my wife pulled herself off Todd’s cock… my curiosity caused me to stop and watch. My wife reached back and slid the pink dildo out of her ass, dropping it on the bed, and then looked back at Todd and said, “Put your cock in my ass. Fuck me in the ass”. Todd moved his cock to line up with my wife’s asshole and slowly started working the length of his huge cock into my wife’s ass.
She came twice just while he was working his cock inside her. Even though the look on her face was of pained concentration, the noises she was making indicated pure lust. Todd was only able to get half of his cock into her ass before she stopped him. They stayed like that for a minute, his cock halfway up my wife’s ass, stretching her wide. I left as Laura had her second orgasm, both dildos buried to the hilt. By the time I climbed back into bed. my wife and Todd were hitting their rhythm, the sounds pouring through the wall all obscene. I whacked off under the covers, pushing the boxers aside and jerking my cock until I came, listening to my wife in the next room fuck like a whore. “Yes… fuck my ass… fuck my ass…”, she kept chanting, “Oh that feels good… oh fuck…” The sounds of their bodies slapping together rang out as Todd worked the whole length of his cock into my wife’s ass.
I didn’t sleep at all that night, and I was thankful to not have work on Saturday so I could rest, but our flight home wasn’t until Sunday morning. Which meant I had a whole day to spend, getting tortured by listening to and watching my wife get fucked. Eventually Laura came back to the guest bedroom, Todd and my wife were still fucking. As Laura got into bed she told me, “Stacy wants to go to the beach tomorrow. So we’ll go in the morning. You can come if you want”. And with that she rolled over and went to sleep.

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