Your wife is squeezing and pulling on your penis through your trousers and looking at you lustily with lidded eyes as she responds to his query. “My husband and I have probably only had sex seven or eight times in the past year."
"Huh, is that what I got to look forward to from married life?" he snorts.
"If you are lucky enough to stay together long enough." you say resignedly.
"That’s true, dear. Many couples don’t have what it takes to stick with each other through thick and thin the way we have. Look at the divorce rate." she says as she unzips your fly and pulls out your throbbing cock. You writhe about with embarrassment at this, so she covers your lap with your newspaper. "I think you are hard enough now dear." she whispers, giving your thing a final squeeze. "You should touch yourself while you watch, but don’t cum. Save that for me." Then she winks at you and backs away.
She turns to this stranger and embraces him, whispering in his ear. He holds himself stiffly at first not returning her embrace. But she starts rubbing herself against him insistently. After a moment she coaxes him to put his arms around her. You are just staring with your mouth open. Your cock is making a tent of the newspaper in your lap as your wife starts kissing his neck and nibbling on his ear.
Soon they are kissing each other on the mouth and she is making sounds of pleasure and grinding her crotch up against him. He is grasping her waist with his hands, but she pulls them away and slides his hands down onto her ass. He is encouraged and grasps one of her buttocks in each hand, squeezing and kneading her round ass cheeks.
You reach down unconsciously and start stroking yourself as you watch in fascination. After a moment, she pushes him down onto the couch and sits on his lap. She shoots you a wicked smile and then resumes enthusiastically making out with this strange man. She is wriggling her ass back and forth on his lap, clearly trying to rub her cunt against his hard-on. He reaches up and start squeezing one of her generous breasts through her shirt. Keeping her mouth on his, tongues lapping fiercely, she unbuttons her blouse for him and unsnaps her bra. He pulls her bosoms out of her shirt and starts pinching and squeezing her stiff pink nipples. You reach down with your other hand and are pulling on your own tightening nut sack while you jerk yourself with your other hand.
You wife now slides over on the couch so that she can unzip his fly. He is holding her tits in his hands and their mouths are still locked together as she extracts his pulsing member and starts stroking it. He grunts with satisfaction and increases the vigor with which he is fondling her. You gasp in shock at how quickly this is happening and you squeeze your own cock as hard as your can.
You wife pulls her mouth away and looks at you as she lowers her head down toward his straining hard-on. "I think he likes me." she says jokingly and extends her tongue to lap at the head of his cock. She is looking you in the eye as she licks and sucks on his cock. He rearranges himself so that he can cup her tits in his hands and you notice him weighing them appreciatively.
"yeah, suck that thing for me," he says.
Your wife obliges and moves her head up and down with his cock in her mouth, her cheeks sucked in. Keeping his dick clenched between her lips, she reaches down and slides her panties off.
"Oh yeah," he says. "Get yourself ready. I am going to stick you with this thing." And he proceeds to pull off her blouse and bra. You wife slides down her skirt and now she is wearing nothing but her stockings and is giving a energetic blowjob to some strange man on the couch. He grabs her by the hair and roughly pulls her off his cock. She gasps in reaction, but he quickly pushes her back on the couch. She spreads her legs for him as he pulls his pants off. She is looking up at him lustily with her cunt spread wide.
‘Do you want to own me?" she asks.
He looks over at you you briefly as he prepares to mount her, his stiff cock is waving above her belly, "I am going to own your wife’s pussy now, ok, buddy?" he says. "Well, even if it ain’t ok, I’m doing it."
Your wife looks over at your jerking your cock. “Get ready, honey." she says as he angles his dick down into her waiting cunt. "Oh god that’s good." she says turning to him. "Give me more, but go slowly."
He runs his hands over her smooth white belly as he introduces his cock into her. Her large breasts are jiggling and she is wriggling with pleasure as she becomes accustomed to his dick inside her. He grasps her by the hips now and starts working his thing in and out of her. She looks over at you, eyes bleary with lust and you slow down your masturbation to keep from cumming too soon. You pull on your scrotum and let you pulsing cock rest a moment as this guy increases the frequency of his thrusts into your wife. Soon he is pounding her wildly and they are both grunting with passion. She has wrapped her legs and one arm around his back and is rubbing her clitoris with her other hand. You see her shuddering and realize that she is having an orgasm.
The stranger notices too and he quickly pulls out and starts shooting cum all over your wife’s belly and tits. She pulls on his balls as he cums and he nearly shouts with surprise. "Easy, easy." he says.
"Oh don’t be a baby." she chides, laughing and then pushes him off of her.
He slouches back on the couch, exhausted, as she jumps up and dashes over to you. Her eyes are bright as she kneels before you. "Did you save your wad for me?" she asks, licking hungrily at your cock.
"Yes, get on." you groan.
She mounts you lithely, careful not to smear her cum-covered belly and tits against you as she engulfs your throbbing cock with her engorged cunt. You grasp her ass as she works herself up and down on your dick. Her vagina is incredibly hot and wet and you have to hold yourself back from cumming quickly inside her.
The stranger is watching with interest as your wife’s ass bobs up and down on your rod. She is furiously rubbing her clit again and tilting her head back. You admire her bouncing tits, glistening with another man’s cum, but you refrain from touching them. You suddenly feel her cunt tighten spasmodically around your cock and you know that she is cumming a second time. She lifts herself off you tenderly and has to hold your hand to keep from falling over. You help her lower herself to her knees before you as she rides out the the after-effects of her climax. Her face is flushed and glowing brightly as you stand and stick your cock into her waiting mouth. She sucks it eagerly and you are soon shooting spurt after spurt of hot cum into her mouth and onto her face. She laughs and pulls on your scrotum just as she had the stranger’s but you are prepared for it since this is her old habit. You enjoy the the feeling as she pulls the tightness out of your ball sack and you reward her by shooting an extra shot of semen onto her face.
You flop back into your chair, and she throws herself back onto the floor and laughs. "My god, I’ve never been fucked so thoroughly." she giggles. "I’m going to be sore tomorrow." she says reaching down to finger herself tenderly.
You watch the stranger rudely wipe the cum from himself using the blanket on the back of the sofa.
"Hey, what the hell?" you complain half-heartedly.
He just looks at you with your limp cock spent in your lap and laughs. "Man, I just worked your wife’s cunt and blew my wad all over her, and you complain if I wipe my junk with your blanket? Shit, get your priorities straight." Then he dresses and leaves, blowing your wife a little sarcastic kiss as he goes. She wiggles her fingers at him in an idle wave but doesn’t bother to get up.
"You’re right dear, that blanket is going to be a bitch to get clean." she sighs, stretching luxuriously. "It’s wool."
Your wife fucks two young guys in front of you
You are in the living room reading the news one day when your wife comes in with two young guys in their early twenties who you recognize from the neighborhood. They are giggling uncontrollably as they enter and your wife has a chagrined look on her face.
"Hello," you say as they file in.
"Hello, dear, you know Tom and Jim, don’t you," she says.
"Sure, I think you guys helped out with the yard work last year, d
One of the boys gains control of himself and straightens up while the other continues laughing. "Uh, that’s right Mr. Jones, we helped your wife plow the garden," he says and then breaks up laughing again.
"We plowed something anyway," says the other laughing.
You furrow your brow in confusion wondering why these guys seem so hysterical.
"What’s going on?" you ask pleasantly.
You wife makes a pained expression. "Well dear, the boys wanted to show you something," she says. "I didn’t think it was a very good idea, but they kept insisting, so against my better judgement, I agreed." she looks at the two with consternation and then continues. “I am going to go get changed. I will let them explain what this is all about… if they have the gumption to do it." Then she walks out of the room shaking her head.
You are utterly bewildered at this point. "Alright boys, sit down, sit down. Try to calm yourselves. What’s this all about then?"
The two sit down on the edge of the couch and look at each then at the floor, but neither one will meet your gaze.
"Spit it out, then, no need to be nervous," you say gently. "What have you got to show me?"
Tom picks his head up and finally manages to look you in the eye. He has a smirk on his face and can barely keep from laughing. "Well Mr. Jones, Jim and I have really grown attached to your wife."
"Yes sir," chimes in Jim. "She has been extremely generous toward us, so we really feel that we are probably overstepping the bounds with this request." He’s keeping his lips tight and nodding his head as he looks at you.
"Well now, boys, I am sure my wife and I would be happy to help you out if we can," you say with confusion, unable to see where this might be going. "Do you need to borrow some money?" you ask lamely.
"Oh no, sir," says Tom, “It’s nothing like that. It’s more of a… personal favor." He is blushing now and you see that both boys are sweating profusely.
You are getting a bit impatient and are about to ask them to get to the point when you wife walks back into the living room. She is a wearing a transparent bra and panties and thigh-high stockings. You can clearly see her erect nipples through her bra and her dark bush through her panties. You stop and stare at her sexy body, admiring her hourglass figure and shapely legs for a moment before coming back to your senses. You glance over at the boys and are irritated to see that they are looking at your wife’s body with anticipation, nodding their heads and rubbing their hands together.
"Uh, Martha, shouldn’t you put some other clothes on? You are going to make the boys uncomfortable," you say, eyeing the two eager boys nervously.
"Oh, they might get nervous, but it will only be because you’re here. They’ve seen me wearing less than this plenty of times," she says resignedly, walking over to the couch and standing before your two guests.
Your mouth drops open in shock. It takes you a moment to process what she just said. “How do you mean?" you stammer as the two guy jump to their feet and flank your wife to either side.
‘They didn’t tell you, dear?" she asks, then heaves a heavy sigh. "Well I’m not surprised," she reaches over and starts unzipping Tom’s pants while Jim wraps his arms around her from behind and starts nibbling her bare shoulder and squeezing her breasts.
You heart is suddenly pounding in your chest and you can hardly catch your breathe to speak. "What the hell is going on here?" you gasp in shock as your wife pulls Tom’s shorts down.
"We’ve been fucking your wife for months behind your back, see," Tom says as your wife grasps his penis and starts stroking it.
"Martha!" you exclaim, but she avoids your eye
"Yeah, see we kind of felt bad about doing your wife behind your back and all," says Jim as he cockily unsnaps your wife’s bra, setting her generous breasts free to swing gently forward. “So we wanted to bring it out in the open and do her in front of you."
"This isn’t really how I wanted to break it to you," says your wife simply as she continues to pull on Tom’s penis. "But the boys kept insisting. And really, I figured you might actually get off on watching me get ravished by a pair of young studs." Then Tom puts his hand on the top of her head and starts pushing it down, so she bends over and puts his dick in her mouth.
"Yeah, check this shit out, Mr. Jones. Your wife is totally going to town on my junk," he laughs wildly, thrusting his hips forward slightly to jam his cock further into your wife’s mouth.
She gags slightly and withdraws his penis for a moment to comment, “Sorry dear, the boys have gotten quite puffed up over the fact that I agreed to do this, so they are going to be a bit prickish about this. Don’t mind them, they don’t mean anything by it." Tom shuts her up by forcing his cock back into her mouth and she resumes sucking it enthusiastically, making small sounds of pleasure.
"I can’t believe this is happening," you say in a daze. "How could you think I’d get off on this?" but you do actually notice that your own dick is getting hard as you watch Jim pull down your wife’s panties.
Jim pulls down his pants to reveal own stiff cock and he grabs your wife by the hips to guide it into her from behind. “Do you see what I’m doing, Mr. Jones?" he laughs lewdly. "I just slid my thing right into your wife. She loves getting from behind. Did you know that?"
You’ve had just about enough of this and you finally manage to climb to your feet. "You little prick! How dare you?" you roar, rushing over to Jim and punching him smartly in the jaw. He falls back onto the floor with his cock wet with your wife’s juices and his pants tangled around his ankles. You give him a swift kick to the gonads and turn to face Tom. Your wife has pulled his dick from her mouth and is looking back at you in surprise.
Tom tries to back away, terror on his face, but he is hampered by his own pants around his knees and you punch him right in the gut before your wife can even release his knob from her grip. He doubles over in pain and you kick him in the balls for good measure.
Your wife looks on with her hand over her mouth in horror so you slap that look right off her face. She takes the slap then turns the other cheek, meeting you gaze bravely. "I deserved that," she says simply.
"I’ll deal with you later," you grumble and you go about kicking and punching the two young guys as they struggle to get their pants back up. The kicks to the balls took most of the fight out of them and you are able to get quite a few good shots in before they regain their feet and you chase them out of the house.
"I don’t want to see you boys around here again," you call as they run out into the yard. You slam the door behind them and turn to deal with your wife.
"Now it’s your turn!" you tell her, unfastening your belt. She just lays back on the couch and spread her legs for you in response. You are about to beat her silly when you realize that you’d much rather fuck her. So, you pull out your johnson, climb on top of her, and slide it in. She moans with satisfaction and wraps her legs around you. You are pounding her for a couple of minutes when the front window shatters and a rock comes flying into the room. You stop for a moment in shock, then you and your wife break out laughing and resume fucking as the two young guys shout profanity at you from the front yard.
Your wife seduces a young fellow from the neighborhood in front of you
A young guy from the neighborhood comes to visit one afternoon.
"Hello Jimmy." you say when you answer the door.
"Hey Mr. Jenkins, guess what? I got that job!" he says excitedly.
"Well that’s great, come on in and tell us all about it." you say. "Honey, Jimmy’s here." you call to your wife as you and Jimmy take a seat in the living room.
Your wife enters the room wearing just her slip and no bra and both you and Jimmy are staring at her swaying breasts barely contained by the thin material.
"Hello Jimmy." she says huskily as she joins him on the couch.
He gulps, staring at her erect nipples and generous cleavage. “Uh, hello." he stammers.
"Honey, don’t you think you should put a robe on or something." you say, shocked that she would wear such a revealing outfit when you have a guest over.
"Oh, it’s too warm out for that." chides your wife. "You don’t mind if I wear this, do you, dear?" she asks Jimmy, thrusting out her chest slightly to your annoyance.
He simply can’t take his eyes off of her jiggling boobs and struggles with a response. "Well, if you are… yes, I mean, sure. Whatever you want to wear is fine I guess."
Your wife laughs at his discomfort. "Ok, ok, now what’s this I hear about a new job?" she says, putting her hand casually on his thigh.
"Uh, yeah, I got that marketing internship I applied for." he says shifting uncomfortably in his seat as your wife squeezes his thigh. You can’t imagine what’s gotten into her, but it’s clear that she is giving Jimmy a hard-on with her outfit and friendly touching. You just look on in amazement, unsure of what to say.
"Oh dear, that’s wonderful." exclaims your wife, throwing her arms around him and giving him a kiss on the cheek. She is pressing her boobs against his chest and you see him blush furiously in response. As she withdraws from him, a spaghetti strap of her slip falls from her shoulder and one of her bare boobs pops out. You and Jimmy both stare with fascination and shock at her hard pink nipple as she hurriedly pulls her strap back up and tucks her tit away again.
"Oh, pardon me." she says casually. “I’m overflowing with excitement." she adds with a laugh.
Jimmy looks over at you helplessly as he laughs along half-heartedly and you shrug you shrug your shoulders as if to say, “What can I do?"
"That does sound like a great opportunity." you manage to say, struggling to keep your voice even as your heart races.
"Oh yeah" he says, pulling his eyes away from your wife’s bosom and eagerly engaging with you. "I get experience, it will look great on my resume, and I will be getting paid too."
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