"You mean his penis," you say matter-of-factly squeezing your own cock unconsciously.
"Uh, do we really need to do this?" she asks, obviously upset.
"Yes we do," you say.
Then she notices you gripping your cock and she comes over and joins you on the couch. "Hey wait a minute," she says, laughing. "My god, are you getting off on this?" she asks, grabbing your cock through your pants.
"No," you object defensively.
"Yes you are, your cock is hard as a rock," she says, unzipping your fly and pulling your dick out gleefully.
She knees in front of you and puts the head of your penis up against her face. "You are getting off on the slutty girlfriend fantasy. I should have known when you didn’t object to me going out with him," she says as she strokes your cock.
"Fuck no," you say half-heartedly as she sucks on your cock for a second.
"Whatever. I will continue my story for you," she says pulling on your pud and looking you in the eye.
"John pulled his cock out while he was sucking on my nipples and tried to put my hand on it," she says devilishly looking you in the eye as she jerks you. "I thought that was going a bit too far, so I resisted at first. But he kept insisting and I was getting pretty hot and bothered by the way he was sucking and pinching my nipples. So finally, I just gripped his johnson and started pulling on it like this," she demonstrates on your cock and you groan with pleasure. "See, you like it too. Then he begged me to suck on it, but I refused. I only go so far on a first date you know," she says primly. "So I just kept jerking his cock with one hand and pushed him back onto the couch with the other and pretty soon he shot his load right in my face," she laughs as she continues to work your own prick.
"Oh shit," you exclaim, and you know you should be pissed, but you are about to cum yourself.
‘Yep, it was pretty messy," she says and then pops your cock into her mouth and sucks really hard. You can’t take much of this and shoot your load into her mouth. She gags slightly but keeps sucking and swallows the entire shot.
"So yeah. This is a little weird that it’s working out like this, but we are going out again tomorrow night and I will probably be sleeping over at his place," she says with a glint in her eye as she walks out of the room. You just sit back in your post-orgasm glow and wonder how you are going to handle this emotionally.
Your wife makes a confession
You wife comes home late again and you decide to ask her about it.
"Honey, you’ve been out late a lot lately. Where were you tonight?" you ask her.
"Uh, I went out drinking with some of your buddies." she admits, not meeting your eye.
"Really?" you say surprised and a little alarmed. "Why didn’t you tell me about this?"
"Well, I was afraid that you wouldn’t approve." she says hesitantly glancing at you and then looking away.
"It is a little weird for you to go drinking with my friends without me, don’t you think?" you say, annoyed.
She twists her fingers and doesn’t meet your gaze. “Yes…" she admits.
"Also, the bars closed like two hours ago." you say looking at your watch. "It’s really, really late."
"Right, well, we hung out at Joe’s house afterward. His wife is visiting her mother." says you wife softly.
"Yeah, I knew that." you say absently. "So what did you do at Joe’s house? Who was there?"
"Uh, Bob and Justin and Joe were there." says your wife, taking off her coat and hanging in the hall closet.
"And what did you do at Joe’s?" you ask, making an impatient gesture.
"We…talked?" asks your wife nervously, with a strange grimace.
"You don’t sound very convincing." you respond. You’ve always trusted your wife absolutely. It’s not like her to be so evasive and you are started to get a little worried.
"Well, I… do we really need to get into this now? I am sure that we are both tired and need some sleep. Let’s talk about it tomorrow." says your wife brightly as she unzips her dress and starts getting undressed for bed.
"It’s a little weird that you don’t want to tell me what you did with my friends at Joe’s house." you say stiffly, trying to control your anger. "Can’t you just give me a straight answer?"
"Um, I’m pretty sure you won’t like what I have to say…" says your wife, coming to sit by your site in her underwear and taking your hand and looking at you tenderly.
"Try me." you say tightly, releasing her hand.
"Honey… Ok, let me ask you a question." says your wife with a sigh. "When’s the last time we had sex?" she asks.
"Oh god, here we go again." you say rolling your eyes. "Please don’t change the subject. You know that our hormones go down as we age, you can’t expect us to have sex like twenty-year olds any more." you say with exasperation.
"You know it’s not just a hormonal issue," she snaps. "After a while the novelty goes away. You got bored with me. I see you looking at other women."
"What the hell does this have to do with you staying out all night with my buddies?" you demand angrily, not wishing to make the connection.
You wife says nothing and just takes your hand again, looking at you earnestly.
Your blood runs cold as you realize where this is going. "Oh my god." you say.
"We were all talking about this at the bar. Your friends have the same problem with their own wives. They never have sex anymore. The spark is gone." says your wife. "But as we had a few drinks, they started giving me compliments about my body. Bob commented on what nice breasts I have and Justin and Joe told me what nice legs I have."
"It’s starting to sound like little red riding hood." you say sarcastically. “All the better to fuck you with…"
Your wife makes a pained expression then continues. “They were making some lewd suggestions and I really should have been offended and just walked right out."
"Yeah?" you say, curious now. The idea of your friends making lewd suggestions to your wife gives you a cold feeling in your gut. You are annoyed and amused and slightly excited by the idea.
"But I found that I was enjoying the attention. Do you know how long it’s been since I flirted with another man?" she asks you simply.
"Well a long time I hope." you say with a snort.
"Of course." she says with a smile. "It’s been a really long time since anyone looked at me that way…sexually I mean."
You look at your wife’s shapely body as she sits by you in her underwear and shake your head. You are starting to feel a little guilty about not paying her more compliments.
"So, instead of storming out when they started flirting with me, I just flirted right back." says your wife, straightening her shoulders and jutting her chest out.
"What sort of flirting?" you ask, eyeing her lovely bosom.
"Well…"she says, deflating slightly. "Do I really need to get into the details?"
"Why not?" you ask. "Do you have something to hide?"
She looks away and puts her knuckle in her mouth for a moment before withdrawing it and steeling herself. "Ok… It started out with Bob daring me to flash my boobs."
You raise your eyebrows in surprise. "That old dog!" you exclaim. "He must have really been drunk. I never knew he had the backbone to try something like that." you say laughing.
Your wife smiles in return. "I know, can you imagine mild-mannered Bob demanding to see my titties." she laughs. "But there he was, eyes glued to my breasts, sweat pouring from his forehead, and not that drunk really."
"So what did you do?" you ask, growing more excited in spite of yourself.
"Well I took down the front of my dress and flashed my bra." says your wife primly.
"Right there in the bar?" you say with surprise. "That’s pretty saucy."
"I know, I know. I thought it would put him on his heels a bit. But it just encouraged the other guys to push it farther. They demanded that I take off my panties and show them… you know… spread my legs for them."
"Jes
us!" you exclaim, starting to sweat a little yourself. "What did you do?"
"Well I told them to show me theirs first." she says smiling tightly. “And Justin just unzipped his pants right there and said ‘Here you you.’ We were sitting side by side in a booth at the back and he pulled his thing right out and showed it to me."
"Oh my god." you say putting your hand to your head.
"That’s how I felt." says your wife. "But I couldn’t help looking at his penis. I mean, you know, it’s been a long time since I saw another man’s penis…"
"And?" you ask. "Give it to me straight. Is he bigger than I am?" you say half-joking. The idea of your wife looking at another man’s penis is giving you a weird feeling. You are pissed at Justin for doing it, but slightly turned by your wife’s reaction.
"A little bit bigger."she admits. “But it was much more veiny. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. But then the waitress came over and screamed at him to put it away and then she told us all to leave."
"So then you went to Joe’s." you prompt.
She sighs. "Yes, then we went to Joe’s. We were pretty drunk, so we took a cab. In the backseat, Justin pulled his thing out again."
"Yeah?" you say annoyed at how free Justin was being with cock around your wife.
"And…I uh…" you wife is very nervous and wringing her hands.
"What did you do?" you ask coldly, you stomach flipping over.
"I touched it. I… basically… well… I sort of gave him a handjob in the back of the cab." she says with a grimace.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" you says amazed, your own cock stiffening unexpectedly "How could you?"
"Honey, I just, I don’t know. It was there and the guys were encouraging me and it was big and hard and I was flushed and excited by the attention and a little drunk, so I started pulling on his cock."
"I can’t believe this." you say standing up and starting to pace the room. "How am I supposed to accept this? You gave one of oldest friends a handjob in the back of cab. This is surreal." Your stomach is flipping and your blood is running cold, but you are actually getting turned on by this.
"And then I sucked on it a little." she admits averting her eye and flinching slightly.
"What?" you shout waving your arms in anger. "A blowjob. Un-fucking-believable. I ought to slap your goddamn face for this."
"You’re right, I deserve it." she says miserably.
"Did he… did he, come?" you ask.
She just nods silently head bowed.
"And did you… swallow?" you ask, face growing flushed. You notice that your dick is really getting hard now.
"Well… I swallowed some, but then I took my mouth off of his penis and he shot some more on my cheeks." she says blushing furiously. "Joe and Bob took pictures. Everyone was laughing and congratulating us. Justin was so proud of himself. It was quite funny really." she says.
"Oh yeah, that’s really funny." you say angrily, sitting down again to hide your stiffening hardon. "Then what happened?" You mind is reeling at the very idea of your wife sucking off one of your buddies and him shooting his load in her face. You can’t believe how crazy this is or how turned on it’s making you.
"We got to Joe’s house, and I went and washed my face. When I came back out, the guys were all excited and looking at the pictures they had taken with their phones of me… going down on Justin."
"Oh my god, they took pictures of the whole thing." you ask amazed, secretly eager to see the pictures.
"Yes, well, yes. Anyway, they begged me to strip naked for them in Joe’s living room and show them my body. Everyone was flushed and horny and chattering, so I took off my dress. They all remarked on how shapely my legs are and how nice my hourglass figure is and how round my ass is. They were just eating me up with their eyes."
Your mouth is dry at this point and you are staring at her glassy eyed. Your cock is throbbing in your pants and you are partly nauseous, partly titillated. You squeeze your crotch unconsciously. "And so you took your underwear off for them and showed them everything." you say numbly.
"Oh yes I did." she says, warming up to the story. “I stripped totally naked for them and they all took their pants off and started jerking off as as I did so."
"I’ll bet." you say.
"Even Justin was hard again, which I found intriguing." says your wife. "Justin has quite a cock. I just walked over and sat right down on it."
"Of course you did." you say squeezing your cock, amazed at how brazenly your normally modest wife is describing how she fucked your buddy.
She notices you fondling yourself and unsnaps her bra to let her boobs swing free. You stare at them with surprise as she reaches over and unzips your fly, pulling out your hard cock and stroking it as she continues her story. "Yes, Justin’s cock penetrated right inside me as I sat on his lap. I was facing outward and Joe jumped up and poked his penis right into my face. I reached up and gripped it and said. ‘What do you want me to do with this, Joe?’ ’I’d be obliged if you sucked that thing ma’am.’ he said, which made me laugh, so I sucked it for him. He is pretty small, by the way, and crooked. Meanwhile, Justin, bless his heart, reached around and was rubbing my clitoris while I worked myself up and down on his cock. Oh that cock was hard, honey. It poked right into me. My god. I am getting wet again thinking about it."
She takes a break from her story to go down on your own cock and start sucking. She never does finish her story, because you push her back on the couch and fuck her yourself until you pull out and shoot your load on her belly.
Then you both go to bed without saying another word. But there is a tacit understanding between you that your love life has just been resurrected from the dead. You just hope you don’t start seeing photos of your wife getting fucked by your buddies on Facebook
You drop in on your girlfriend unexpectedly
You get the night off from work unexpectedly and decide to drop by your girlfriend’s house without calling ahead. The lights are on, but she doesn’t answer the door, so you go around back. It’s a nice night and she often sits out in the back yard on nights like this. You are behind the hedge when you hear her laughing and talking with someone. You peer through the leaves and see that she is sitting next to a guy friend of hers from work. You feel a sharp pang of jealousy and decide to eavesdrop on her.
"Omigod, you are being so crazy tonight, what’s with you?" she laughs pushing him away playfully.
"I’m just horny. I haven’t gotten laid in a while," he admits, edging closer to her. "Come, just touch it. What’s the big deal?"
"Is it a big deal?" she asks teasingly. "Your thing, that is."
Your face flushes with anger and you are about to break this up, but you are curious to see how she handles this, so you keep yourself hidden and continue watching them.
"Check it out," he says, unzipping his fly and pulling out his cock.
"Whoa, I can’t believe you just did that," she says, taken aback. She is staring intently at his boner in a way that makes you uncomfortable.
"Do you like it?" he asks her.
"Well, I guess it’s a penis alright," she giggles.
"Here, touch it," he urges.
You gulp in anticipation and realize that your own cock is growing hard as you watch this guy putting the moves on your girl.
"I really shouldn’t," she says hesitantly. "I do have a boyfriend you know."
"Well I certainly am not going to tell him about it," he laughs. "This can be our little secret. I’m really horny. Help me out and tug on it a little," he whines.
You roll your eyes in disbelief. You can’t believe the line he’s feeding her. Does that ever work on girls? you wonder.
"I don’t know…" she says,
"Here, give me your hand," he says gently. She puts her hand into his and he smiles at her. "See that was easy." He takes her hand and places it down onto the head of his cock. "Now just squeeze it a little," he urges.
"Uh, I do know how to give a handjob, for yo
ur information," says your girl as she grips his dick forcefully.
"Oh yeah, I believe you. Lay one on me," he says.
"Oh shit, ok. You win," she says and starts stroking his cock up and down. "How do you like this?"
Your pits are soaked and you find yourself unconsciously fingering your own cock as you watch your girl giving this guy a hand job
"Damn girl, that feels good. Now lick the head a little," he says, grunting with pleasure.
"Oh no, I don’t know where this thing has been," she laughs.
But he takes her by the head and just guides it down onto his cock. She makes a show of struggling but she could easily have pulled away if she wanted to. Pretty soon the head of his cock is brushing her cheek. She sniffs at it. “I guess it smells pretty clean."
"Oh, yeah, I soaped it up for you before I came over," he laughs. “You might as well suck it while you’re down there," he says holding her head down in his lap.
She turns her face and opens her mouth to receive his member and pretty soon she is sucking his cock with enthusiasm. He pull his pants down and she immediately takes the opportunity to start sucking on his balls.
"Yeah, you little slut, you work those balls," he groans.
"Who are you calling a slut?" she says giving his cock a playful tug.
"Just take your pants off and we will find out if you are a slut or not," he demands, pushing her gently back onto the grass. She readily, unzips her jeans and kicks off her shoes and he assists her with peeling her pants off. You go ahead and unzip your fly at this point and start tugging your pud in earnest as he climbs on top of her and puts his dick inside her.
"That’s what I’m taking about," he gasps as he starts working himself into her.
"Oh god, yeah, that feels good," she moans. "Go slow at first, you are big."
He slowly works up the tempo until he is pounding her wildly and she is grunting like an animal. You shoot your load into the bushes as you watch, then sit back exhausted. He pulls out suddenly and shoots his load all over her belly. She smears it around and looks up at him lovingly. "Gee thanks," she says sarcastically.
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