Wives Cheating, Husbands Watching Box Set

by Gustav Jorgenson

  You are stunned by how quickly this situation has come about. How did your girl go so quickly from being sarcastic to submitting to getting drilled doggystyle.

  "You fucking slut, you put out pretty easy." you say jumping to your feet.

  "It’s actually not the first time he’s done me like this." she says apologetically. "Come here and put your cock in my mouth. That will take your mind off it."

  You have half a mind to slap her, but you find yourself unzipping your own fly and pulling your throbbing hardon out of your pants. You walk over and poke it right into her face and she eagerly starts sucking on it. You look over at your buddy fucking your girl from behind, but he averts his eyes and looks down at her round white ass as he jams his cock in and out of her.

  You notice her reaching back to rub her own click while she sucks you and you tilt your head back in satisfaction at how good her mouth feels on your cock. The whole situation is so kinky that you quickly feel yourself about to come. So you pull out and shoot your wad all over your girlfriend’s face. Your buddy notices this and increases the force and frequency of his thrusts. He is pounding your girl mercilessly now and soon she is shuddering with the pleasure of an obvious orgasm. A few moments later he pulls out and starts spurting semen all over her ass.

  She collapses on the floor, cheeks flushed and looks up, first at you and then your buddy. She is rubbing the cum on her ass cheeks with one hand and then rubbing the cum on her face with the other hand, looking at you both with a lascivious expression. "Well I feel like a real cum soaked slut at this point. Someone else is going to have to do the next beer run."

  "I’ll be right back." laughs your buddy zipping his fly up and heading out the the door.

  You are standing there with your cock dangling, still caught up in your own post-ejaculation glow. "Well, that happened…" you say thickly.

  "When he gets back, I want you to fuck me while I suck him off." she says stretching out luxuriously on the floor.

  "You better hose the gizz off yourself first, you filthy slut." you say jokingly, a little weirded out, but turned on by the freakiness of the situation.

  Your wife brings up some guys from the hotel bar.

  You are on vacation with your wife and decide to take a nap after dinner.

  "You go ahead and rest dear," she says. “I am going to walk around the hotel and explore a little."

  You wake up several hours later to the sound of drunken laughter from the other room of your suite. You are pretty groggy, but you think you hear men out there with your wife. You get up, put some pants on and open the door to the living room.

  You are shocked to see that your wife has stripped down to her bra and panties and there are two strange men sitting on the couch looking her body over hungrily. When they notice you standing there, they break out in a fresh bout of laughter and your wife blushes furiously.

  "Hey there sleepy head," laughs one of the guys. "Your wife is a real card."

  "What the hell is going on here?" you demand hoarsely.

  "Honey, I can explain," says your wife lamely.

  "Hey, relax there buddy," says the other guy. "We are just having some fun with your wife." He rubs his nose and takes a sip from his drink.

  "Yeah, I can see that," you say angrily. "So much fun that she took her clothes off."

  "Well they kept insisting," she says, awkwardly crossing her arms to hide her stiff nipples poking through the sheer material of her bra.

  "Yeah, I guess we got a bit drunk and got carried away with the flirting a little," admits one of the guys. "But there’s no harm done. Come sit down and have a drink."

  "Yes dear, come on," says your wife, quickly pouring a drink and bringing it over to you.

  You take the drink and stand there confused about what to do. The guys do seem good-natured.

  "Well, aren’t you going to put your clothes on?" you ask, feeling slightly peevish.

  "Why are you ashamed of my body?" asks your wife teasingly. She shimmies her shoulders to shake her generous bosoms and the guys whistle appreciatively.

  "Well of course not, but this is just… improper," you mutter crankily.

  "Now look," says the first guy. "I’m a married man myself. I know how it gets with married couples after a while. My wife and I probably have sex once a month if we are lucky. I would find it very titillating if she ever flirted with other guys. But she is too much of a prude. You should consider yourself lucky to have such a saucy wife. Why I’ll bet this little indiscretion will be a great stimulus to your love life." He nods sagely and takes another swig.

  You squint at him skeptically, but say nothing and take a swallow of your own drink.

  You wife walks back to the center of the living room and bends over dramatically to pick up her discarded blouse. You notice both of the guys looking on with interest as she points her round, white ass at them. You also notice how shapely her legs are. She stays bent over, wiggling her rear a little and then turns to look at them.

  "What are you two looking at?" she asks innocently.

  "You’re not putting that back on again, are you?" asks one guy ignoring her question and gripping his crotch.

  "Oh no, I feel very comfortable like this. I am just tidying up," laughs your wife. Then she turns and bends down to pick up skirt, giving both guys a good look at her cleavage as her tits dangle down. She looks up at them as they stare open mouthed at her boobs. "You two seem to be enjoying the view," she says smugly.

  "You have a fine body, woman," says one guy.

  "Hmph, my husband hardly notices anymore," she says giving you a impish look.

  "I always tell you how nice you look," you say defensively, feeling strangely aroused at the way these strange men are ogling your wife’s body.

  "Well, I am just going to go hang up these clothes, gentlemen, I will be right back," says your wife heading for the bedroom.

  "Do you need some help?" asks one fellow eagerly climbing to his feet.

  "Yeah," says the other, following his friend’s lead and standing up quickly. "We can help."

  You wife just laughs. "I think I can hang up my own blouse and skirt," she says.

  One guy grabs her shoes from the floor "Look, you forgot your shoes."

  "Well, that’s true, bring them along then," chuckles your wife. “And if you want to help too, then hold my skirt while I hang up my blouse," she says handing her skirt to the other man as they all enter the bedroom together.

  Your stomach flips as they leave the room and you restrain the urge to jump up and follow them. You feel slightly nauseous as you hear them laughing in the bedroom together. You hear one of the guys rummaging around in the chest of drawers.

  "What’s this?" you hear one man say

  "Oh you are being naughty," says your wife. “That’s some of my lingerie."

  You crane your neck, but you can’t see into the bedroom from where you are sitting. You have half a mind to jump up and kick these guys out, but you have to admit, this is pretty arousing. So you keep your seat and take another sip of alcohol, straining your ears to hear their conversation in the other room.

  "Here, put it on. Let’s see how you look in it," says the other guy.

  "Oh, no I can’t do that. I would have to take my bra and panties off for you to get the full effect. It’s basically see-through. I bought it entice my husband," she says.

  "Come on, don’t get all modest on us now," urges one guy. "Christ, we’ve practically seen you naked already. Let us get a look at you in this."

  "Honey, they want me to see me in this lingerie," calls your wife.

  "Uh, I don’t think that’s a good idea," you respond and you feel your heart rate increasing as you grip the armrest nervously.

  "Oh, he’ll live. He’s getting a kick out this, but he just can’t admit it," laughs one guy crudely.

  "You know, I think you’re right," says your wife. "Ok, I will do it. Now I’m going to trust you two to cover your eyes and not to look while I get cha

nged."

  "Oh, you have out word on it. We won’t take a peek," says one fellow chastely.

  "Keep ‘em covered," insists your wife, and you notice that you have a raging hard-on and your pits are soaked.

  "Hey! I told you two not to look," squeals your wife suddenly.

  "Sorry, we couldn’t help ourselves," laughs one guy.

  There is a pause and you noticed that you are frozen in your seat as you listen to these two strange men talking to your naked wife in the other room.

  "Well, if you are going to look, I guess I can’t stop you," she says huskily. "What do you think?"

  "You got a good shape," says one guy gruffly.

  "Yep, I wouldn’t kick you out of bed for eating crackers," says the other.

  "Are my breasts too saggy?" she asks innocently.

  "Nah, they always dangle a little when got some heft to them." says one guy. "Here, let me feel them."

  "Oh no, you can look but you can’t touch," says your wife.

  "Like hell," he says, and you hear a struggle in the other room.

  "Alright, alright," you hear your wife laugh. "Be gentle with them…That’s right… softly now."

  Your blood runs cold, but you just can’t move.

  "Here climb on the bed," says the other guy.

  "Ok, not so rough," squawks your wife. "I guess this was bound to happen," she sighs.

  That’s the last straw and you finally haul yourself up and barge into the bedroom. You see you wife laying on the bed, totally naked, with her legs spread wide. Both guys have their pants off and their pricks are erect, pointing at your wife. As you walk in, one guy is positioning himself to stick his dick in your wife’s mouth and the other is preparing to mount her.

  "Hold on a sec, buddy" says the one seeking a blowjob, and then he pokes his thing right into your wife’s mouth. You are shocked at how eagerly she starts sucking. "Ahh, that’s good. My balls were getting blue," he says.

  Meanwhile the other guy gives you a look of chagrin and climbs on top of your wife and starts humping her right in front of you. Again, you can’t believe how willingly she wraps her legs around him.

  You stand and stare as you wife sucks and fucks these two strange men. Pretty soon the one fucking her grunts with satisfaction as he cums inside her. Then the other makes a similar sound and you see your wife increasing the suction and swallowing his load.

  Both of them pull their pricks out of your wife and look over at you sheepishly.

  "Uh, sorry about that pal. I guess we got carried away there," says one.

  "Your wife does have a sweet pussy, though," laughs the other as they pull on their pants.

  You curl your hand into fists and are about to start punching when you wife calls out to you.

  "These selfish bastards blew their wads without waiting until I came. Honey, get over here and fuck me till I cum. I’m horny as hell right now," she says getting up on her hands and knees and presenting her rear to you.

  You are surprised to find that your dick is standing at attention and you find yourself willingly pulling out your prick and plunging into your wife’s swollen cunt from behind. The two strangers look on with interest as she rubs her clit frantically and you bang her doggystyle. She cums quickly with a shuddering moan and you follow soon after, pulling out to blast a copious load all over her ass.

  "Wow, that was quite a cumshot," she says with admiration, smearing the jizz around her ass. "I should fuck other guys more often."

  You collapse on the bed and look over at the two interlopers with dismay.

  "Hell, I’m game," says one. "See you tomorrow?"

  "Wait, I didn’t…" you object.

  "Sure boys, just drop by whenever," sighs your wife. "But try to act like gentlemen and let me cum first next time, ok?"

  "Ha, you bet, there slutty, you bet!" says the other guy and they each give you wife a peck on the cheek and walk out laughing.

  "I can’t believe that just happened," you say stretching out on the bed in a daze.

  "Oh, you’ll be fine, dear. It’s not the end of the world," says your wife, then she crawls over and starts licking the excess cum from the head of your cock and you feel yourself growing hard again.

  "Hey, this is a banner event," she says, sucking your cock until it’s fully erect again. "Two hard-ons in one night? You should be thanking those two guys for firing up our love life again." And with that she mounts your stiff rod tenderly and you commence a long and drawn out coitus.

  Your girlfriend goes out with another guy

  You and your girlfriend have been living together for several years now and have settled into a comfortable domestic relationship. One day she comes home from the store in an excited and chatty mood.

  "What’s up with you?" you ask her smiling. "You are in a good mood today."

  She blushes in response and tilts her head down shyly. “Oh, uh. Well I met this guy at the store and he asked me out on a date."

  You laugh at how bashful she is being. “Well I assume you told him that you already have a boyfriend."

  You quickly looks you in the eye with an earnest expression. “Oh yes, I told him, of course," she says nodding vigorously. "But he was such a nice guy, we talked for a while and got along really well. He likes all the same music I do."

  You grimace thinking of the bubblegum pop junk that she listens to. “Yeah, well anyway…"

  She looks away. “So you know we stopped and had a cup of coffee at the cafe…"

  "Really," you say, slightly annoyed, but not wanting to show it.

  "Well, yeah. He kept insisting that we hang out again, so I agreed to go have dinner and see a movie together," she holds her hands up. “But I made it clear that it wasn’t a date and that I already have a boyfriend."

  "So how is it not a date?" you ask, struggling to maintain your cool.

  "Well I hang out with other guys sometimes. I guess calling it a date makes it different somehow." she looks a little uncertain and nervous.

  You just shake your head and drop the subject.

  ***

  On the night of her date, she dresses modestly and just leaves without mentioning where she is going. You know she is going out with this other guy, but you don’t say anything. You just sit there watching TV, unable to concentrate and unable to deal with your jealousy.

  She comes home very late. Her face is flushed with excitement, hair disheveled with her clothes are all askew.

  "Where have you been?" you ask her, barely hiding your anger.

  She looks away guiltily. "Well I went out with that guy John tonight," she says not meeting your eyes.

  "How did it go?" you ask with a brittle expression.

  "Oh, we had a great time, the movie was fun, dinner was nice. We went back to his place afterward and had some drinks," she is twisting her fingers nervously and not looking at you.

  "Yeah, it’s pretty late now. I was wondering where you were. What did you do at his place?" you ask, working hard to maintain composure, your stomach flipping as you do.

  She takes a deep breath and looks you in the eye. "Ok, look. We listened to music for while and sat together on the couch. After a while, one thing led to another and we ended up fooling around a little bit."

  Your stomach drops and your blood runs cold. “Fooling around?" you croak, unable to say more.

  She gives you a pained expression. “I’m sorry honey, we were just having such a nice time and he was so insistent. I sort of forgot myself. I mean it’s not a big deal really. You are the one I love. He is just some friendly guy I met at the store."

  "How far did you go? Did you have sex?" you ask, and you notice that your pits are soaked.

  "What? No? Of course not," she gasps, shocked. "I mean, you know. We kissed a little. Maybe there was some groping. Nothing serious." she is wriggling with discomfort.

  "What sort of groping?" you ask numbly.

  She makes a scrunched up face at you. “Do you really want to get into all the details?" she asks.

  "I think you owe me that much," you reply stiffly.

  She sighs with exasperation. “Well, he touched my boobs a little," she admits bashfully.

  "Really?" you ask, shifting uncomfortably when you notice your own prick growing hard at the thought. "Your blouse isn’t buttoned properly," you point out.

  "Ok, yes. He unbuttoned my shirt and took off my bra. I honestly don’t even know where my bra is. It’s probably behind his couch or something," she laughs lamely.

  "Ok, yeah, this is very interesting," you say, putting your hand over your crotch to hide your stiffening hardon. "Go on, what did you do while this was going on?"

  She gulps and looks away. "Well we were kissing you know…"

  "And?" you insist.

  "Well, see, he had unzipped his fly and showed me his thing. He kept asking me to touch it," she says not meeting your eye.

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