by Lexi Archer
Amy smiled. “Took you long enough. Did you like your naughty show? It sure seems like everyone leaving those nice comments liked it!”
I made a noise that was somewhere between a growl and a roar. I wasn’t thinking. I was feeling. And at the moment the thing I wanted to feel more than anything else was my wife and her incredibly tight body that she'd just shown off to the world in culmination of a fantasy I'd dreamed about for so very long. What she did today in that changing room was everything I’d always fantasized about and so much more, and I had to have her.
Her eyes widened and she started giggling as I ran across the room and practically tackled her down on her bed. The giggle quickly turned to a moan as she felt my cock pressing through my boxer shorts against her pussy. Her pussy was making my boxer shorts wet where my cockhead pressed against her, though I suppose that could be a mixture of her juices and my precum mixing together. My mouth descended on her and then we were making out, the only sound coming from the soft sighs, from the whisper of my boxers and T-shirt rubbing against her skin, from the bed squeaking underneath us as we rolled around.
I rolled onto my back with her on top and she broke the kiss. With a surprising urgency she reached down and yanked up on my shirt. I sat up slightly to give her better access and she yanked it over my head. Then she was down on me again and I had the wonderful feeling of her amazing tits pressing against my bare chest. It was made all the more incredible as I thought of all the men who'd love nothing more than to have her tits pressed against them and yet this beauty was all mine. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I felt those perky tits moving between our bodies, rubbing against me as she gyrated her hips.
Shit! I felt like I was going to blow my load just from having her grind her pussy against me through my boxers. I was so worked up from everything that happened this morning that my cock was operating on one hell of a hair trigger. Reluctantly I reached down and got a firm grip on her hips, stopped her from that delicious gyrating. If I was going to cum while rolling around with my gorgeous wife then there were far better places I could do it than all over my boxer shorts.
She looked down at me with confusion in her eyes. “Is something wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong, you’re just so fucking hot that I’m about to blow my load in my boxers.”
She grinned. “I want you to blow your load somewhere a lot better than that!”
Well, I guess the old adage about great minds thinking alike was true.
I groaned as she hopped off and straddled one of my legs. She continued that grinding she’d been doing against my cock, only now it was against my bare leg as she pulled my boxers down. Her eyes widened and she licked her lips as she looked down at my cock.
I let out that half growl, half roar once more as she pulled my boxers down and then she practically jumped on top of me. I wrapped my arms around her and I had the delicious experience of feeling her pussy rubbing against my bare cock. No boxers between us this time. And she was definitely wet. So fucking wet. More turned on than I’d felt my wife in years. Could this really all be from that photo shoot? Was she really that into it?
Amy leaned down and we were making out again. She was churning her hips up and down. Occasionally the head of my cock pressed against her pussy lips, but she would pull back as though she wasn't ready to get to the main event just yet. Just as with the pictures she'd taken earlier it seemed that my wife was ready for a tease.
Amy seemed perfectly happy just to make out. She let out soft sighs every time my cock pressed against her, jumped as though she was touching a live electric wire, but no penetration. The teasing was driving me insane, and yet I loved it. The anticipation was killing me, but it was also making me feel alive. So fucking alive.
Of course there was a limit to anticipation. Once again I felt that familiar tingle rising at the base of my cock. I felt my balls tightening as though I was about to blow my load. After all of the anticipation of the past week, after the shows I'd seen earlier in a mall changing room not so far away from here, what else could I expect? And I didn’t want to waste blowing a load on just her pussy lips. That would be such a waste. Once more I reached out, grabbed her hips, and held her in place.
This time she giggled, but there were no questions. I’m guessing she knew what was about to happen, and she stopped.
I growled and Amy squealed as I rolled her over. I rolled on top of her with my cock pressing against her pussy and looked down at her. Drank in the sight of her body and imagined all of those men drinking in that same sight earlier in the day viewing that thread. How many men had to be looking at that very sight right now even as we prepared to fuck? Her tits were heaving under me, running down to her tight stomach, then to her shaved pussy where I could see my cock pressing in between her lips.
“Put me in,” I growled.
Her eyes widened and she smiled. Her delicate fingers wrapped around my cock and then she was guiding me to her entrance. She was so wet that with her guidance I slipped the head of my cock into her pussy like it was nothing.
I had to stop and concentrate on breathing as I pressed in, had to concentrate on going slowly rather than slamming myself deep inside her right away so that I wouldn't go over that edge that had been threatening all morning. She was gasping in pleasure, writhing underneath me as I fucked her. I briefly wondered if she'd been thinking about other men doing this to her while she was taking those pictures and the thought inspired me to new levels of arousal.
“Oh baby you feel so good,” I whispered.
“You feel so good baby! Fuck me!”
I continued pressing into her, my cock making an inexorable march up inside her pussy that was now on display for the world to see in that album. Then I was buried inside her and I held myself there. Not for the first time I felt as though I was on the edge of blowing my load, and I had to squeeze my eyes shut and concentrate on anything but the delicious feeling of my wife's pussy wrapped around my cock so I didn’t lose it entirely.
She wasn't exactly helping though. She reached over to the nightstand and pulled out her phone. Started thumbing at it. I cocked an eyebrow wondering what she was up to, then she started reading.
"You're so fucking hot. I want to bend you over in that changing room and fuck you in that bikini!"
"What's that?" I gasped. I'd read every comment in that thread and I didn't remember one exactly like that, but there'd been plenty of time for more comments to be added.
"I thought you might like to hear some of the private messages I've been getting since I posted that album," she said with a grin.
I gasped. Private messages. Of course she'd have a bunch of guys creeping on her in private messages and not just complimenting her in public and in the comments section. Fuck!
"I want to stick my tongue up inside your pussy and live there," Amy said.
"Was that one from a woman?" I asked as I thrust inside her and pulled out again.
"Does it matter?" she asked.
I moved in and out of her again and again. In a few moments I was a fucking her like a champ. My cock was plunging in and out of her tight pussy as though she was a well oiled machine. And I suppose she was well lubricated from how turned on she seemed.
Fucking her as she read off what other men wanted to do to her was like nothing I’d experienced before. Feeling her petite body underneath me as she read off men talking about how much they'd love to do exactly this to her was incredible. Watching her tits bounce up and down over and over as my cock moved in and out of her was pure visual orgasmic pleasure above and beyond the auditory orgasmic pleasure from those private messages. And the delicious look of agony and ecstasy that crossed her face was pure heaven as far as I was concerned. The whole package of her body underneath me, her moans, the look on her face, was enough that once more I found myself close to the edge.
Then once more she brought me back from that edge with a question that pulled me out of the fantasy world my mind was occupying.
I slowed my stroking, tried it to get it under control. Her reading those messages was almost too much for me. Hearing the confirmation of what men wanted to do to my wife while I was doing exactly that was incredible. It was overwhelming.
Thankfully this gave me something to latch onto. Something to concentrate on that wasn't my wife's gorgeous body underneath me. That wasn't her tits bouncing as I pounded her. And it was a good thing she offered that distraction, because I was ready to blow otherwise.
I slowed my frenzied stroking. "That means they want something that proves you are who you say you are and not some random person posting stolen pics," I said.
"What? How do I do that?"
"A piece of paper with your info on it is how they usually do it. Just your username, the date, and a picture that's obviously you."
Amy got a mischievous look in her eyes. "Do you want to help me with that?"
I swallowed. "Sure!"
"Then I have an idea! But we're going to have to switch positions…"
I was more than happy to go along with whatever the hell she wanted to do. So I pulled out of her, feeling a sense of loss as my dick left her pussy but knowing I was probably in for something even more naughty in a moment. She reached over to a pad of paper she kept by her desk to make notes if she needed to and wrote something out real quick. She held the paper up to me.
"Does this look good?"
"Name, username, date, everything looks good… What are you going to do with it?"
She grinned and there was that mischievous twinkle in her eye again. "Get behind me. I want you to do me doggy style!"
Who was I to argue with that? If she wanted me to fuck her from behind then I was more than happy to oblige! She got down on her hands and knees, thrust her ass up in the air, and I repositioned my cock behind her. I slid inside her and in a moment I was fucking her like there was no tomorrow. She was moaning under my thrusts once more, and I could hear the bed squeaking underneath us as I fucked her.
I was so preoccupied with slamming in and out of her body that I almost didn't notice when she held her phone up. It was kind of awkward what she was trying to do, down on her elbows trying to position her phone with one hand and the paper with the other, but I suddenly realized what she was doing.
She was a framing a picture that had that slip of paper verifying she was who she said she was, and she was also including me in the picture! I had a moment of panic, but as I peered at her screen it looked like she was doing her best to keep my face out of it. It was one thing for her to have a picture of herself and her face, but I wasn't ready to even think about what the consequences could potentially be at my work if that got out.
I heard a couple of clicks and then she was tapping on her phone. Normally that would have been one hell of a distraction when we were in the middle of fucking, but in this case I figured it was worth it. It was still a turn on knowing I was helping her get verified for that site. This was a damn sight hotter than anything I'd thought of to help her with verification earlier while I was showering. It was a hell of a turn on knowing that soon enough men would be staring at her body once more, looking at her getting fucked. I knew there would be one hell of a surprise waiting for me.
Finally the tapping stopped and she turned to grin at me. She smiled and gave a thumbs up, but I wasn't exactly able to return the thumbs up because I was concentrating so hard on the feeling of slamming in and out of her body. Concentrating on how fucking hot she was. On how fucking incredible her body felt under me. On how incredible my cock felt slamming inside her.
The picture, the verification, knowing that she was posting something even as I was slamming in and out of her body, conspired to send me over the edge. And so with a strangled grunt I grabbed at her hips and buried myself inside her one final time. I saw her eyes squeeze shut and she was gasping right along with me. Coming at the same time, her pussy grasping at me as she quietly moaned while her body shuddered around my cock.
Damn! And then I concentrated on the feelings washing over me.
I sighed as I pumped my load deep inside her. I felt lightheaded. I felt like I was being doused in ice and surrounded by fire at the same time. The experience of pumping my load inside her was so intense, so unlike any orgasm I’d had in a hell of a long time.
I glanced down between us to where my cock was buried against her pussy lips, saw those lips spread around my dick. I looked up to her face and she was smiling up at me with lidded eyes and letting out quiet little gasps as the last bits of her own orgasm subsided. Those quiet gasps only served to turn me on even more and I pumped the last remaining bits of my seed inside her.
I managed to collapse to the side of her. I reached over and ran a hand across her tits as she looked over at me and smiled. She leaned forward and then we were kissing, our tongues swirling around one another. I sat up on one elbow, looked down, and I saw a trickle of my cum leaking out of her shaved pussy onto the sheets. It was a hypnotizing sight, especially because I was imagining that was from another man who'd just finished having his way with her. There were a lot of volunteers who'd showed up in the past hour or so!
5: Whole New World
“So what do we do now?” I asked.
"You should get out your laptop," Amy said as soon as we were done and good and cleaned up.
I couldn't agree with her more, and so I scrambled to get my laptop out. I was killing myself with anticipation as I booted it up. As I waited for the browser to come up and the page to load. I knew everything was going at the normal speed, but as worked up as I was imagining the responses her pictures were surely getting I felt like it was loading at dial-up speeds. It was driving me wild.
Finally the page came up and I clicked on the topic that seemed the most likely to be hers. It was simply titled "Verification with hubby."
I licked my lips as I opened the picture. There was a clear shot of my wife getting railed by me in the background. I took a moment to admire the shot. She'd done a very good job of framing it. She looked absolutely gorgeous, as always, but it was also a pretty flattering shot that showed off all the trouble I'd gone to working out in the gym trying to get in shape.
I discovered the hard way that an office job could ruin your figure. Especially after I was used to working out almost every day back in college. A few years of neglect had put some pudge on, and I was finally getting back to a look that I enjoyed.
Amy scrolled through some of the responses and she cocked an eyebrow. "Well then. There are almost as many responses in here for you as there are for me."
I shook my head and blushed. "It's probably all from gay guys."
"I don't know, do you think that PrincessXXXFuck is a gay guy?"
"He could be," I said.
"Click on her name," Amy said.
And so I did. And it turned out that she was a regular contributor as well. As I looked through her profile I realized she was actually one of my favorite posters. I'd just never paid much attention to the name behind the incredible body. And she'd complimented me. Damn!
"I knew you'd be popular on here too honey!" Amy said.
"Well that's nothing compared to some of the things those guys are saying about you babe," I said.
Though at the same time I couldn't help but think about what PrincessXXXFuck had said. I couldn't help but think about that incredible body. Something told me that if I hadn't been posting with my wife as a couple I wouldn't have gotten the time of day from her, but you never knew. Maybe Amy was right. Maybe I really did need to start considering doing a little bit of posting of my own.
"Oh my God these men are so perverted!" Amy said.
As I glanced through the responses I whistled. "So are the women. It looks like we've certainly struck a vein with people!"
Amy turned and winked, and then she looked down to where my cock was already getting hard. It was easy to see since the laptop was set up between us and not
on my lap like usual.
"Oh my, ready already?"
"I am, but let's read through some more of our responses before we really get going," I said.
Amy grinned and leaned in to kiss me. "That sounds like a wonderful idea to me!"
We'd opened a whole new world, a whole new dimension to our relationship and our sex life. I wasn't sure where exactly we were going from here, but I knew I couldn't wait to see what happened.
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