She sighed, “His body is waxed all over and so tanned. There wasn’t a hair on his chest, or his tummy as my kisses went lower.”
I shuddered, and she saw it. Reaching for my cock, she found it easily and started to stroke it lightly with her fist as she murmured, “His dick had been waxed bare too, as well as his balls. He has big balls, darling. So I kissed them for him, of course!’
A long, sigh escaped my lips, sounding as if I was in pain. Maybe I was, imagining my sweet wife of ten years tenderly kissing another man’s balls!
“I…I licked them, too,” she admitted, staring into my eyes. “I took them into my mouth, and licked them while I sucked each one.”
A gasp, on my part, escaped my lips just then; she gave me a sympathetic look and continued, “His big cock was so hard by then. I just had to suck it for him again as well; I had to!”
I saw that as clearly as if I had been in that bedroom with them! I could imagine her lush lips encircling his prick, going lower and lower on it as her naughty little tongue lashed at him!
“Did he…did you let him…?”
“Come in my mouth?” She finished my sentence for me.
Smiling, she said, “No, not that time. But I did let him fuck me.”
My cock jumped in her fist at the thought of that and both she and I were sure I was about to come. But somehow, I didn’t.
“That first time, she just pushed me over onto my back and took me, missionary style,” she went on softy. “Oh, God, his dick felt so big inside me, darling!”
“You…he…didn’t use condoms?”
“No, I didn’t even think of it,” she admitted, stroking my cock faster. “I was so caught up in the moment!”
“Did he…did he make you come?”
She giggled like the same naughty schoolgirl who had found her daddy’s Playboy collection and said, “Oh, God, did he ever? I think my poor pussy went off three times before he finally creamed me!”
I shuddered again as I thought of that. I couldn’t help it: another man had come, unprotected, inside my wife just hours ago!
“I think he takes Viagra or something like it,” she said just then. “He really shot a load into me, that first time, but it seemed like he got hard again right away.”
“What…what were you doing, while he was getting hard?”
“Helping him get that way, of course,” she confessed, her eyes downcast as she said it. “I sucked him a little, and I kissed his balls again. And I kissed him again, too. Before I knew it, I was on top of his cock and it was all the way up inside my belly, and we were fucking for a second time, like two crazy people!”
I saw her riding his upright prick in my mind’s eye, her long, dark hair flying around her head, her bounteous breasts jiggling and jellying while her hips gyrated up and down on his cock. Michelle had a corkscrew move, a twerking move; hell, she had numerous moves when she was doing the “cowgirl” position!
“Did you…?”
She released her grip on my dick and brought her hand up to my mouth. Pressing her forefinger against my lips to silence me, she whispered, “I did it all, darling. I fucked him every way I knew how to. Just the way I’m going to fuck you right now!”
My cheating wife pressed me onto my back and climbed aboard. Her pussy felt almost like hot liquid had been pumped into it as she settled down on my hardened shaft and began to ride me.
I guess hot liquid HAS been pumped into it at that! I realized, wondering if I was now feeling her lover’s come up inside her, as well as her own lubricants!
She leaned over on me, puddling her big, solid breasts onto my bare chest as she whispered, “That erection-enhancing stuff must give Ed stamina, too. I fucked him for a good ten minutes, cowgirl-style. He made me come again, rather spectacularly, I must say. And then he turned me around on his cock and had me do him reverse-cowgirl for another few minutes: I came again, screaming—it felt so good--and so did he, right up inside my pussy!”
I groaned aloud at that news. Not only was this Ed hung, with big nuts, he fucked like an eighteen year old! He’d made her come like a house afire numerous times by that point in the evening, and the night had still been young!
“The second time he shot it into me, there seemed to be even more of it than there was first time.”
Her cunt gripped my cock as she said that, and I knew she was mentally reliving that moment with another man while she rode me. “It was so good! I just came and came as that hot stuff was jetting up into me!”
Michelle straightened up and stared down at me as she added, “Give me yours, too, darling! I want you to come in my naughty pussy…just like Ed did all night long!”
With a groan of utter release, I launched by hips up off the mattress, burying my cock up aside her, and cut loose. I may have come that hard in my life before, but I can’t recall when!
****
“What did you and old Ed do then, you little minx?”
I was shamelessly faking my nonchalance over what she had revealed thus far, and we had been together long enough for her to know it. But she had the decency not to call me on it.
We were cuddled under the covers, my arms tightly around her. She was resting her head on my shoulder and staring up into my eyes.
“We fucked again, of course,” she murmured playfully, relieved to discover that I wasn’t acting openly angry with her over her lewd behavior with another man; at least not yet!
“He got hard right away, with a little help from me of course, and he wanted me doggie style that time,” she explained guilelessly, her grey eyes looking big and, somehow, innocent as she said that. “God, his cock really goes in deep that way!”
“Did it hurt?”
She said, almost demurely, “Maybe a little, at first, until I got used to it; but it was great fun after that. He really made me come hard, doing me that way, darling!”
“Did he come inside of you again, when he finished?”
A guilty look flitted over Michelle’s face and she confessed in a soft voice, “No, I sucked him off that time and swallowed it all for him.”
Another shutter of debauched joy tremored through me as I asked, “Wasn’t your pussy oil and his come all over it by then?”
My wife shrugged and said, “I was in the moment. I didn’t even think about that, I must confess. I just gobbled up his gooey cock and blew him!”
My own prick started to get hard again beneath the covers as I imagined that. Even as lusty a girl as Michelle is, she had always been fastidious enough in the past to make me clean my dick up before she’d suck it, after I’d been fucking her with it.
“Did he come a lot that time, too?”
Her naughty smile returned and she nodded that he had. “I thought for a moment that I was going to drown, but I didn’t!”
She emitted an evil-sounding chuckle and said, “He told me later that he’s always daydreamed about coming in my mouth; ever since he first met me, years ago.”
“And now he has,” I said.
“I think that’s why there was so much for me to swallow,” she said philosophically. “I was like this female fantasy for him, and tonight he got what he had been craving for so long.”
“Lucky him,” I said ruefully, not quite able to believe she’d been as slutty with him as she apparently had been tonight.
After all, this was the mother of my children! My mom and dad thought of Michelle as the perfect daughter they’d never had!
“Was that the end of the evening?” I said, hoping against hope that it was.
“Oh, God, no,” Michelle rapidly disabused me of that notion. “That was only the start!”
Chapter Nine
Early Thursday Morning
“It turns out that Ed is a much kinkier guy than I ever suspected him of being, once he gets you alone in that bedroom of his,” Michelle confided.
“Oh, how is that?”
Nothing he had done so far sounded all that abnormal. While it was still somewhat hard fo
r me to realize that my wife had so totally given herself over to another man this evening, she hadn’t done much of anything with him that she hadn’t done with me, numerous times over the years.
Except maybe the pussy-to-mouth blowjob; that was new. I wondered if she’d do that for me, now that she’d confessed to doing it for her new lover?
My dick got even harder at the mere thought of that, her luscious lips encircling my cock, right after it had been deep inside her pussy. I envisioned her swallowing her own cunt oil and something about that struck me as being so…sexy!
“Ed had me completely fooled,” she admitted just then. “He isn’t really the sweet guy I’d always thought him to be, not once he’s got you in bed with him.”
She glanced over at me guiltily and went on describing their evening, sighing, “He kept raving about my ass all night.”
She said that so pointedly--and somewhat reluctantly--that the quarter suddenly dropped in my mind.
“You don’t mean…?”
“Yeah, he wanted anal,” she said softly.
“And, did you give him what he wanted?” My voice cracked with emotion as I asked the question; half of me wanted her to have said ‘no’ to his lewd request, but the other half was hoping that she hadn’t!
Michelle blushed more deeply this time as she said simply, “I did.”
We hadn’t had anal sex since before the kids were born. When we had been living together, just before we got married, anal had been a sometimes--on a special occasion-- part of our sexual repertoire.
The special occasion was usually that Michelle was really drunk and really horny and thus wouldn’t say “no” to anything I might suggest. I, of course, reveled in taking her that way, mostly because she had a great ass—all trim and tight and shapely—and because the act itself was novel and erotic and vaguely “taboo.”
She hadn’t really liked it, but she’d held still for it once in a great while, back in the day. After she’d gotten pregnant with Brandon Junior, she’d called a halt to our experiments with butt-sex. And we’d just never taken them up again.
That’s why I was so surprised she’d given in to Ed’s request tonight so readily. This wasn’t like my Michelle; not at all!
“How did he convince you?” I wanted to know.
My wife thought about that for a moment, and then said, “He just asked if I liked it. I told him I didn’t, particularly, and that it had been years since I’d last tried it.”
She gave me that misbehaving schoolgirl grin again and said, “He said I didn’t like it because I’d never tried with…him.”
I bristled internally at that assertion on his part, but I managed to keep my voice calm as I asked, “Oh, and did he do it differently, somehow?”
Michelle laughed and said, “God, yes! And when he did me that way, he made me come so hard that I almost passed out; it was so good!”
Her statement rattled me, I must confess. Thinking back on it, I had to admit that I was no expert when it came to anal sex.
I’d only done it twice before I met Michelle, with two other girls. And they hadn’t known much about it either.
They, like me, had merely seen it done in porn movies and had been curious about trying it. I’d performed the act a grand total of twice with one of them and once with the other.
Then I’d met Michelle, who had been as curious about it as the other two girls, but had never done it before either, fearing it would hurt. I’d known that stimulating the clitoris was important in offsetting the discomfort being stretched open back there created, and that was about it!
“What…what did he do,” I asked, really wanting to know. “How did he make it feel so good? After all, you’ve said his cock is even wider than mine!”
She smiled a knowing smile and whispered, “He got me really in the mood for it, for one thing, before he slipped it inside my backdoor. He kissed me, all over…including my asshole.”
I must have looked surprised by that, because she went on to say, “I know. You’ve done that, too. But he really seemed to be into it. He tongue-fucked me up the butt for a good five minutes after he kissed me there! His tongue went in so deep, and he was playing with my clit with his fingers while he was doing it!”
That did sound far more stimulating than anything I’d ever done, speaking of anal foreplay. I asked, “What else did he do?”
She surprised me by scooting over and opening the top drawer in the nightstand closest to her. Drawing out an old tube of sex lube we hadn’t used in a while—Michelle is usually more than juicy when we have conventional sex, and as I said earlier that’s the only kind of sex we’ve engaged in for years now—and untwisted the cap.
“He had some of this handy tonight,” she revealed, showing me the tube. “While he was eating out my anus, he opened it and coated his fingers with it. He slipped one, then two of them into my butt when he had finally quit tonguing me back there and switched to licking my clit.”
She rolled her eyes and said, “God, he really got me going! I was so horny again by then, that I think I would have let him drive a truck up there, if that’s what he’d wanted to do!”
As I nodded my understanding, she went on the whisper, “But that’s not all. He was leaning back against the pillows at the top of the bed by then, reaching around behind me and finger-fucking my ass. I was on my feet, you see, on the mattress, holding onto the headboard, feeding him my pussy while he fingered my butt!”
I gasped at that mental image. I couldn’t quite envision my wife had doing that, but I knew she had, somehow; that what she was telling me was God’s honest truth!
“I…I was so turned on by then, that I’d have done whatever he wanted,” she explained defensively, seeing my wide-eyed reaction, her own eyes cast downward. “When he had me almost ready to come, he suggested that I turn around and sit down on his cock. And so I did!”
“You…you just sat down on it?”
She nodded somewhat guiltily that she had. I could see that in my mind’s eye, Michelle willingly spearing that big, thick cock of his up into her tiny asshole!
“It felt…I don’t know,” she sighed, obviously remembering precisely how it had felt. “It was big, but I was so aroused by then! His left hand was caressing my boobs, playing with my nipples, and his right…”
Her voice trailed off. She took a deep breath and admitted, “I thought he’d massage my clit with his other hand, the way you used to do it when we had anal.”
She closed her eyes in shame and whispered, “But he didn’t. He surprised the shit out of me by patting my whole pussy as I worked my butt up and down on his cock, especially my clit!”
Michelle opened her eyes and they were gleaming with excitement as she recalled, “And he slapped me, every so often! He’d really bury that big cock of his up my ass and then he’d swat me, hard, right on the clit!”
“D-Did that feel good?” I had trouble getting the words out, the mental image of my wife letting this guy impale her ass on his thick cock while he spanked her pussy proving to be so overpowering that it just about made me come, merely thinking about it!
She managed to look ashamed, and proud, and disgusted with her behavior—all at the same time, as she said, “It did! By the fourth or fifth time he did it, I knew I was going to come. And that it was going to be a climax I’d remember for the rest of my life!”
I didn’t want to ask, because I already knew the answer. But I did anyway, “And was it?”
My wife closed her eyes and murmured, “I…squirted; my pussy came so hard! I’d never done that in my life before. I’d seen it in porn videos, and I’d read about it in women’s magazines, in some articles about great sex. But I’d sure never done it, until tonight, with Ed!”
I must have groaned just then at the thought of how badly he’d shown me up as a cocksman tonight!
Here, I’d thought all these years that--even though I wasn’t conventionally handsome, or buffed--if I managed to wow Michelle in the bedroom, none
of that mattered. Now, I saw that for what it was--wishful thinking--as well as a load of horseshit!
“Do you want to learn how to do that?” Her voice sounded soft and hopeful, as her fingertips touched my engorged cock.
“Dear God, yes!”
****
“Like this?” I whispered the words in her ear as she rode my dick with her incredibly tight little ass.
“Oh, oh, fuck, yes,” gasped the mother of my children shamelessly, “exactly like that!”
My back was up against the headboard. I was teasing her very hard nipples with just the fingertips of my left hand. And I was slapping her pussy every once in a while with my right palm, when my cock was all the way up inside her.
That little cunt of hers was so wet by now that each smack sent a spray of pussy juice across the bed sheets. Her eyes were closed tight and she was cooing out her pleasure as she glided up and down my prick!
“Oh, babe, you’re going to make me come so great!”
“As good as Ed did?” I couldn’t help myself; I had to ask.
Michelle turned her head and opened her eyes. She smiled beatifically back at me and said in a hoarse whisper, “Even better…because it’s you doing it. And I love you so much!”
I slapped her clit again just then and she scrunched up her face and started to shiver as she sat on my lap. Her tits jerked together and I pinched her left nipple hard as I jammed my dick as far up into her ass as it would go and smacked her again.
My palm felt a huge jet of something hot and liquid against it as she shrieked and started to come! I looked down and saw a second big spurt of the clear, boiling-hot fluid spray from her pussy entrance and I felt her butt going crazy around my buried cock!
I came, hard, right up her ass, just as a third gush splashed against my palm as I slapped her clit once more. Michelle squealed again and then gurgled, “Oh, fuck, darling, I’m coming so hard! Oh, thank you, thank you!”
No, thank Ed, I thought ruefully as I flooded her ass with my spunk…
****
“So, is that it?” I sighed, stretched out next to her after our spectacular butt fuck was over.
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