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  1. MY WIFE - A SEXUAL HISTORY FROM 18 YEARS OF AGE TO HER MID 40'S My wife Sarah is in her mid 40's and we have been married nearly 20 years. I have known her since her mid-teens but we got together when she was 20 years of age and it was then that I first got to fuck her. I have included two pictures of her when she was in her early 20's. A third picture of her taken earlier this year was taken in a hotel room where she was to have sex with another man while I watched. The purpose of the photos is to give you some idea as to her history and what she looked like when she was younger and what she looks like now. Sarah has always enjoyed showing off her body, whether it be by being naked or semi naked on a beach, by me photographing her or by some of the clothes she has worn. She has always been aware that men have found her and still find her attractive and it has always been a turn on for her. But it was not until her late 30's that she had sex with another man while I watched. I had fantasised for many years about watching my wife have sex with another man. The fantasy always involved a well endowed man because it was one of the justifications in my mind for it to happen. I am not overly endowed in size. My penis is average in size, maybe a bit smaller than average, so I always wondered how she would handle having sex with a man who had a big cock. What would she do, what it would be like to watch and listen. How would her firm hard body cope. I originally introduced my fantasy as role play in our bedroom. Over time Sarah warmed to it, actually instigating sex with me where she pretended she was having sex with another man while I watched. Often it was me standing at or beside the foot of the bed watching her work herself over with one of our dildoes. From there it developed into online chat with men where we would seek men out who might be interested in having sex with her. We often would send them a picture or two, no face, but enough to get their feedback. It aroused Sarah immensely to hear some of their comments. Soon she was doing webcam, masturbating for men, again no face for privacy reasons. She would watch in turn as they masturbated on cam for her. She would always have a huge orgasm and our sex that followed was always very intense. These encounters on the web broke down her inhibitions, sexually aroused her to a new level and eventually led to her being shared for the first time. There are many explicit photos of Sarah both from her younger years and more current photos from her encounters with other men. If there is interest I will continue to post pictures and the next installment in our story will commence at the beginning with Sarah at 18 years of age.
  2. MY WIFE LIZ RIDING HER BULL --HOPE YOU ENJOY --LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK LIZ IS BULL OWNED FUNnew.mp4
  3. First time posting. Hope all goes well. When I was in my mid twenties my girlfriend at the time and I would often go to Le Trapeze in NYC. My biggest turn on was to watch her with older guys, say 40+ years old. She would suck their cocks while I watched. She wouldn't let any have intercourse but I always got really hot watching. I would usually pick out the guys but occasionally she would nudge me with her elbow if she saw a guy that turned her on. They would of course be the guys with the biggest cocks. I used to get so hot when she would slide over and after a minute or two of small talk start to handle them and them start her oral service. She was an incredible cock sucker and a lot of old guys found that out. I found I would be particularly turned on if the wives of these guys would either not initiate action with me or only stroke me while I watched. Sometimes the wives would smile at me while they stroked me and ask if I was turned on. On several occasions I would ask them to do the same to me and they would either refuse or just say something like "lets just enjoy the show" I found that very humiliating but extremely erotic and exciting at the same time. On one occasion the wife spread her legs and told me to lick her as she wanted to be pleasured while watching her husband get sucked. That was a huge turn on. Anyone have similar interests or experiences ?
  4. Here's my slut of a wife. pm me to know anything about our lifestyle
  5. Here are some photos over the years of my girlfriend then wife. Her name is Sarah. Let us know what you think of her. You can follow our story in the Cuckold Stories forum.
  6. I would love to watch another man fuck my wife. Who would like to fuck her??
  7. Still reeling from another complete cuckolding last night. Bernie was fucked soundly by her friends husband on the kitchen floor right in front of me. We were all fooling around drinking...Later I returned from the bathroom to see Kevin forcing Bernie to her knees in front of him and making her suck his 9 inch Alpha cock. He then pushed her down and stripped off. Watching her lie there lustfully waiting for him had my stomach in knots. She completely ignored me as Kevin climbed on top of her and drove his rock hard member deep into my wife. Kevins wife Sheri even pushed me out of the kitchen once they got going, but i managed to sneak in again in time to see Kevins sexy ass tighten up and blast his hot load into Bernie. They were kissing deeply and Bernies legs were locked around him pulling him deeper, her hands on his firm pumping ass cheeks I had too much to drink, and even though I was driven wild with lust and excitement I couldn't even get a hard on again. bernie just laughed at my plight as I frantically pulled at my smooth limp beta cock while watching them. As Kevin pulled out, Bernie told me to make myself useful and suck his cock clean...which I did. I felt like a total cuckold wimp...but I must confess I enjoyed sucking his meat and playing with his tight balls. He then made me suck his warm cum out of my wife as she squatted over me while snogging kevin. We went home at 2am, but I woke up at 4 and sucked Bernie off again. I was finally able to get a hard on, and she teased me about how big Kevin was and how much she enjoyed being fucked by him. She asked me could I feel his hot spunk all over my little cock as I fucked her. When she confessed she found my cock small and unsatisfying by comparison, I finally went over the edge and sent 2 short spurts of watery cum to add to kevins half pint of spunk deep inside her. So humiliating and erotic
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  9. I need help. I am 54 and my wife is 51, and she is still very hot. We have been married 25 years. How can I raise this topic with her for the first time in a way that will not leave me cringing in shame (or her thinking I am insane) if she reacts negatively? I have fantasized about this for years, but am getting more desperate about screwing up the courage to raise it.
  10. please ddddddddddddd and hhhhhhhhh me as we look at my wife. make me beg master.
  11. Dear all, hope you enjoy this somewhat lengthy story by me... all feedback and comments welcomed... My phone let off a buzz, notifying me of an incoming text. One that I was eagerly anticipating. I glanced down at my phone and saw Master’s name, with the message “Pet, it is on today. Get ready.” along with it. I feel my cock (or as Master refers to it, my clit) tingle with excitement. “Babe, was that G?” my wife asks from the other room. “Yes dear, he is coming over.” "Alright, I better get ready - you should too.” My preparation for Master’s arrival is simple: I strip myself completely of all clothing, kneel at the door with a tray in my hands presenting Master with a glass of iced water and a hot espresso. I remove every item of clothing, stripping down to my bare nature. I love the sensation of being naked, especially now that I am completely hairless from my brow and below. Master’s instructions. Waxed, and not shaved in fact. That is always an interesting experience, going to the salon to get the treatment done. Most times I am required to keep my cockcage on when I am getting waxed (other times, a buttplug occupies my other orifice), but it is on this rare occasion that Master allows me to carry the key with me in case the therapists insist on me taking it off to aid access to my crotch area. Apart from that exception, my wife wears the key to my cage around her ankle or her neck. The key signifies the ownership of Master of both my wife and I - and I love it. I am at the door, kneeling with the tray in my hand and plug up my butthole (or my pussy - again a phrase coined by Master). I feel my clit struggling to get aroused, pressing against the solid silicon material (a much better alternative than my usual metal cage - gulp!). I hear a car pulling up into our driveway, then a clinging of keys and the front door opening. “Hello, pet.” “Yes Master.” He takes a sip of his coffee, and then a sip of his water. Master lifts my head by my chin, “Are you ready for me to fuck your wife, my darling whore?” “Yes Master, thank you Master.” My lips are trembling. I am completely subdued - a far cry from my “normal self.” Master chuckles, and I hear my wife coming down the steps. “Darling, you are here.” “Yes my sexy thing.” They embrace and share a kiss - a meeting of lips with a subtle brush of tongues. My wife is dressed comfortably in a silk robe (I know she is naked underneath) but she has some mild makeup on. Without the “cakey” effect, but enough to see that she put in a bit of effort. The robe goes down to just below her butt cheeks, and her legs are accentuated by the 5’ heels that she is wearing. Master loves it when she is in heels (and so do I). Master leads my wife into the living room, hand on her hip. “Pet, come along now.” I rise to my feet and eagerly follow. Master sits himself down on the couch and instructs my wife “Get the collar.” He turns to me, “Kneel, cucky boy. Hands behind your back.” I comply, followed by the leather collar along with a leash attached to my neck. My wife hands the end of the leash to Master as she joins him on the couch. They embrace, and their mouths meet. Passionately gnawing away at each other. Making slurping noises. I love watching them kiss. My clit protests against the cage. Master reaches into the robe, parts it slightly and has one hand on her tits. She lets out a soft moan - pacified by Master’s tongue in her mouth. Her hands start exploring his chest, his groin, then his crotch. She unbuckles his pants, pulls them down. Master disrobes her completely - she is so sexy with nothing except her heels on. The next thing that goes is Master’s shirt. I love seeing the contrast of bodies - my wife’s smooth Asian complexion against Master’s older, hairier, Caucasian body. They press against each other, my wife rubbing her tits against Master’s chest and her cunt brushing against the head of his hardening cock. He withdraws, and tugs at my leash. I crawl across to them, hungry to be a part of the action; hoping I get to be a part of it. Master repositions himself on the couch. His knees are resting on the seat, butt out and I know what is coming. “Get to work, sissy,” I take a deep breathe and wet my lips, and my mouth goes onto Master’s ass crack. I tongue the hairy trench, with one hand stroking the shaft of his tool and another gently rubbing his balls. Master groans and lets out a “Oh yeah..” I am pleased. I am pleasing Master. I have practiced a lot so that I could improve to impress. My wife encourages me, her hand is on my head guiding the pressure and speed to wish I lick out Master’s butt crack. Master’s tool is rock solid. His body doesn’t seem that firm due to his age, but his cock is as stiff as iron. I spent about 5 minutes performing my duty, then I feel Master’s body shifting. He sits back on the couch, balls resting on the cushion and cock pointing north. He has his hand wrapped around my neck, and pushes me towards his jewels. He nods at my wife, and gestures towards his cock. I caress Master’s balls with my tongue, and on top of me my wife licks the head of his cock first - going in a circular motion. After a certain moisture build up, she gorges down on that shaft; taking it deep down her throat. Master’s cock and balls are now glistening with our spit, he pulls me up to join my wife at the shaft. She goes down, allowing the head to rest at the back of her throat, then withdraws. I go in next, taking his rod into my mouth - trying to get it all the way to my throat. My gag reflex activates much easier then my wife’s. I need more practice. We continue sucking for a while, before proceeding to do a bit of teamwork. We kiss momentarily. Then we both envelope Master’s cock head in our lips, and we slide up and down his shaft together in synchronised movements. Master’s pleasure intensifying - expressed by his loud groans. The action changes up a bit. He instructs her to sit on the couch. He pulls my leash and then pushes my head down to my wife’s cunt. I do not object and go face first and on all fours into her cunt. I love giving oral worship, but I will be honest - I prefer sucking dick more than eating pussy. That is what Master’s conditioning has done to me. As I eat her pussy out, I feel the buttplug in my pussy being withdrawn - and I brace myself for what comes next. I hear a spitting sound, followed by a feeling of moisture building up in my assho- , my pussy. I feel the tip of his cock rubbing the spit in, and slowly at first… he pushes in. I arch my back and my neck props upwards a bit, I let out a soft moan. I have learnt to moan in a more effeminate manner - Master’s preference again. I feel the walls of my bunghole slowly accepting the rock solid tool - my clit’s pressure against the cage so great that it feels like my clit would either snap or the cage will burst. Master pumps into me slowly at first, and I continue to eat my wife out. My wife’s pussy crashing against my face, and Master pounding away from behind. I am in some sort of cuckolding-sissy-sandwich heaven. My pussy was stretched by the plug, making it so much more accommodating for Master’s cock. The intensity of the moment. I almost feel my clit “leaking” - I am beyond fucking aroused. In one swift motion, Master tugs at my leash, withdraws from my pussy and stands up. He reaches into a nearby drawer and pulls out a “pluggable” 8” dildo (the number of times I have felt nervous when guests came over and they sit really close to that drawer). He places it on the floor, and tells me to ride it. I am disappointed, I want Master’s cock - but I will not complain nor disobey. I position myself on the dildo, it is a bit dry - I use my spit to remedy that. My wife looks intoxicated - I know she wants Master’s cock. Master sits on the couch while she climbs onto him. She lowers herself onto his cock, and begins riding him like there is no tomorrow. I am riding my dildo like there’s no tomorrow. I want to see them in action, but at the same time the sensation of a rubbery toy in my asshole is also an inviting sensation - one that causes me to close my eyes and writhe in pleasure. Up and down we are both bobbing. My wife and I. On the respective rods. Master is close to cumming. I hear his breathing getting heavier and heavier. Heaving almost. My wife has worked up a real sweat getting pounded like that. “Get up, I want to cum in your mouth.” My wife obliges. “Come here, sissy. Leave that for a moment.” Obedience is the only option. Master gets my wife on her knees, and he does a little “half-squat.” I know what he wants. My wife’s mouth on his cock, mine on his asshole. Yes Master, Yes Daddy. His asshole is salty now - from the sweat no doubt. But I am not complaining. I have learnt to appreciate that that is the taste and scent of an Alpha male. Master beats his cock furiously, while I keep a steady pace working on his crack. I feel his butt cheeks tightening - then he shoots his load. My wife’s mouth is open, trying to catch each drop. It splatters onto her face a little bit on her upper chest, but Master unloads most of it onto her mouth. “Share it with your husband darling.” My wife grins and comes towards me. We kiss. Our tongues rubbing against one another, the cum shifting into my mouth as well. Some of it escape, dripping onto the tiled floor (yes, thankfully it is tiles and not the carpet). We kiss passionately, I am hungrier for the cum more than my wife’s mouth quite frankly. Before anymore goes to waste, I swallow. She does the same. “You need a reward.” Master says. I wished it was to me, but I know it isn’t. Master lays my wife on her back, he will feast on her cunt till she cums. That is the kind of lover Master is for my wife: considerate and unselfish. “As for you cuck, ride that dildo till your wife cums.” Fuck. I need to cum. I whimper in protest. But I obey nonetheless. I want so badly to rub my clit till I spill, and I translate that frustration and desperation onto the dildo. Master eats my wife out wholeheartedly, and in a short moment she cums. Her back arches upwards and neck backwards. Master is so good with his mouth. They like and embrace each other, while I am still riding the dildo. The air is permeated with the sound of them taking deep breaths while cuddling, and the slapping and slicking sound of me riding the dildo almost seems out of place. Master looks towards me. “Stop. The clean up the mess on the floor.” I let out another whimper and crawl towards the blotches of cum on the floor and start licking it up. My wife giggles, amused at what a obedient sissy I have become. “Should we let your husband cum?” My wife looks at me first - licking up Master’s remaining spunk - then looks back at him… “Hmmmmmm…"
  12. Looking for cucks , hotwifes or couple wanting to explore this lifestyle for real, I am located at Bandra contact on [email protected] Or kik on doom9311
  13. To my fellow cucks out there, recently we've purchased a chastity cage. I was wondering which ones all of you have and what you like about them, what would you change? Currently I have the Bastille Cage from Imperia.
  14. Ciao a tutti Siamo Roby e Lory,disinibita e complice coppia di Trieste da anni appasionati cultori di questi giochi.
  15. Im a black bull in town for a few days. If there is anyone who wants to meet up I'll gladly do so.
  16. pregnant

    Some pics that I found online, and captioned. Feel free to add your own.
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  18. Hello, I'd like to be publicly @@@@@@@ as a real life cuckold on websites all over the net. Can the folks here help make that happen? I can post my name and photos for all to take and spread. I want to wonder who will find out about me who knows me...
  19. Looking for any cuck around Dubai or UAE
  20. How many cucks are spending the weekends at home while their wives are with their lover?
  21. It was last New Years. We were at a party. My wife was flirting furiously with a handsome guy called Fergal at the party. He didn’t give a fuck that she was my wife, and she didn’t care either. They ran outside at midnight and snogged like teenagers. I heard her ask him for a date. Then they sat kissing and cuddling in the kitchen table. Total humiliation for me. Everyone at the party could see them, and knew I was her partner. I ran to the bathroom where I could watch them as she played and snogged the guy in the conservatory extension at a friend’s house. They didn’t know I could see and hear everything. She began to toss him off under the table at the party...I saw everything from the window He came in her hand. She was jerking him off and rubbing his massive cock on her pantyhose She was wearing a short black skirt, nylons, very high heels and tight blouse Fergal’s cock was aching for her. When he erupted and I could see 5 or 6 thick creamy ropes of spunk splashing over her knees and lap. I felt about 3 inches high, but there was nothing I could do All I could do was watch and wank in secret - not man enough to confront them. I stood in the bath so I could see out the vent window and wanked furiously about ten times until my limp dick had nothing more to give. Then dejected and alone I went to our room leaving them together to play. She came to our room later tipsy and giggling. I was sleeping on the floor in sleeping bag at the end of the bed.. Fergal followed her minutes later and they fucked on the bed all night with me pretending to be asleep on the floors. I was jerking my little cock so slowly while holding my breath I almost passed out. It was really not easy to endure but I came anyway in my cuckold lust and frustration. Pummelling the inside of the sleeping bag with my clear jism, secretly wishing I could suck his cock and swallow his cum. I got about 3 mins sleep and wanked constantly in the darkness on the bedroom floor. My head spinning and feeling sick at what was happening. A total sissy cuckold..
  22. Wife Spanked in front of Husband by Gustav Jorgenson Jim, Bob, and Susie were all good friends since college. Bob and Susie were a couple and later got married, but Susie and Jim always liked to flirt and tease Bob. He didn’t mind it since he trusted them both and loved his wife. But one day things got a little out of hand… One afternoon, Bob and Susie had a BBQ at their house and invited some friends. In the evening, after all the other guests left, Jim hung around with the couple in the backyard having a few more drinks as was his habit. “Ok guys, now that it’s just us, I am going to go change,” said Susie. “Put on something slutty,” joked Jim. “Yeah right, you wish,” said Susie with a smile, walking into the house. “What’s the matter, Jim? You getting desperate now that’s you’ve broken up with Amber and you want to get your jollies ogling my wife?” asked Bob, handing him another beer. “Your wife!” snorted Jim. “Don’t forget that I knew Susie before you did. I’m the one that introduced you two.” “True, but now we are bound by the sacred vows of marriage,” intoned Bob seriously. But he couldn’t keep a straight face and he and Jim broke out laughing. Bob and Jim contemplated the mild evening. They looked out across the lush green lawn, illuminated by the bright full moon, listening to the crickets, and drinking beer. After a few minutes Susie re-emerged from the house. She was wearing a thin halter top with short denim cut offs and she carried another six pack of beer. “Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about,” said Jim, looking Susie up and down and admiring her shapely legs, round ass, and generous bouncing breasts. “Don’t be a perve, I am just trying to get comfortable,” said Susie with a smile. Then she bent over, pointing her ass at Jim provocatively as she put the six pack into the cooler the ground. “Wait a minute, are you wearing a bra?” asked Bob wryly, noticing Jim checking out his wife’s ass. “Nope,” said Susie, straightening up and shimmying her shoulders for her husband to make her boobs jiggle. “Like I said, I’m trying to get comfortable.” Then she flopped down on the cushioned wicker outdoor sofa next to Jim. “That’s nice,” said Bob, slightly annoyed. “Oh come on, don’t be so uptight,” laughed Susie opening a beer for herself. “It’s not as though Jim’s never seen my body.” “Yeah, like that time in Rehobeth at the outdoor shower,” said Jim looking at her lasciviously. “Yeah, that was awkward,” laughed Susie looking at Jim fondly. “Wait, what?” asked Bob, sitting up to attention. “You know, that time we all stayed at Gerry’s beach house in Rehoboth Beach and Jim walked in on me in the outdoor shower,” said Susie. “I never heard about this,” complained Bob, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. “Oh I’m sure we told you about that before, you just aren’t remembering,” said Susie furrowing her brows at her husband and leaning back against JIm on the couch. “It wasn’t my fault!” chimed in Jim. “I mean, who takes off their bathing suit in those things? They are just for rinsing off the salt water.” “So you were totally naked?” asked Bob queasily. “Yepper,” said Susie with a devilish smile. “He saw everything I have to offer.” “You’re a lucky man, my friend,” said Jim eyeing Susie’s boobs lecherously. “Ok, yeah, let’s change the subject, shall we?” said Bob testily. He was sure that Susie never told him about that shower incident and he started to wonder what else she might have neglected to tell him. “Moving on, how is Amber doing, Jim?” asked Susie, turning to look at Jim impishly. When he saw Jim’s reaction, Bob broke out laughing in spite of his annoyance with his wife. “Don’t start with that. We are through, I told you,” said Jim uncomfortably. He took a drink of beer and looked out across the lawn. “What’s the matter, weren’t you giving her enough... good luvin’?” teased Susie, poking Jim in the ribs. “Is that why she had to go looking for someone to keep her warm at night?” “Oh, you bitch,” yelped Jim with an indignant laugh. “You’ll pay for saying that.” Jim grabbed Susie and they struggled playfully on the couch for a moment. “Bob, help!” Susie shrieked as Jim tickled her. “You probably deserve it,” said Bob, amused but a little wary. It looked like Jim might have “accidentally” grabbed Susie’s boob once or twice. Jim finally managed to pull Susie down and put her over his knees with her rump in the air. “That’s it, you are getting a spanking now, young lady,” said JIm. His face was flushed from the exertion and the alcohol. “Oh no, Bob, make him stop,” said Susie, gasping with laughter. “Let her go, Jim,” said Bob with resignation. “Come on, man. You heard what she said. She was questioning my manhood there,” complained Jim, holding the struggling Susie down on his lap. “I mean Amber and I just broke up and she is already rubbing salt in the wound.” “Well, that’s true...” said Bob judiciously, taking a sip of beer. “Noo!” shouted Susie. “Come on, I was just kid-ding.” “Quiet down, you,” said Jim, giving her a slap on her soft round ass. “I can’t believe you are letting Jim put me over his knee and spank me like this, Bob,” giggled Susie. Bob noticed that she seemed to be enjoying herself more than was appropriate. He was also surprised to find that the sight of his old friend spanking his wife was making him slightly aroused. Jim rested a hand on Susie’s rear and rubbed it slightly before giving her another, slightly sharper spank. “Hey, that hurt,” purred Susie. She had stopped struggling and was clearly warming up to this little game. “It’s not my fault that you didn’t fuck your ex-girlfriend enough,” she said, wiggling her ass in anticipation. “Oh, you want to play it like that, huh?” said Jim giving her a few more spanks in rapid succession. Susie just laughed and rocked side to side slightly, but made no further effort to escape. Bob was embarrassed to notice that his penis was growing stiff at the sight of his buxom wife thrown over the lap of good buddy with her nice round ass in the air. “You think you’re a big man?” teased Susie. “Spanking a poor helpless wife while her husband just sits there doing nothing?” Susie shot Bob a wicked smile. Bob’s stomach felt cold and his cock stiffened at his wife’s flirting. He was torn between jealousy and curiosity, but he decided to play along. So he gulped some beer and replied, “I’m not doing nothing, I’m drinking my beer and watching.” “Pssh, no wonder Jim can’t keep a woman. A real man would have pulled my shorts down and given me a proper bare-bottomed spanking,” said Susie with a twinkle in her eye. “You think so, do you?” demanded Jim nervously, shooting his friend a guilty look. “Bob, I can’t have your wife questioning my manhood like this. I’m going to need to discipline her.” “Ahh, Jeez, I don’t know,” muttered Bob half to himself. He was aroused by the situation but the jealousy was starting to twist his gut and he hesitated to let the flirting go any farther. “See, you ask permission instead of just forging boldly ahead,” said Susie, unsnapping and unzipping her shorts as she lay over Jim’s lap. “You need someone to teach you how to be assertive.” “Oh, that’s it, I’m sorry, Bob, but she is going to get it,” laughed Jim angrily, his face deep red as he grabbed Susie’s cutoffs and yanked them down to her knees, exposing her panties, barely covering her soft white buttocks. She made a show of struggling, but Bob noticed that she didn’t put up any real resistance. “And you don’t get to keep your panties on either!” exclaimed Jim, casting Bob a quick glance of trepidation before yanking his wife’s panties down. “Uh, that’s a bit much, now, guys,” said Bob, but his voice caught in his throat. The sight of his wife’s bare ass waiting to get spanked by his friend had him frozen in fascination. His heart was racing and the blood was pounding in his ears. Jim and Susie just ignored Bob’s comment. She looked over her shoulder and exchanged a smoldering look with Jim as she wiggled her ass again, challenging him to spank her. Jim looked down and contemplated Susie’s beautiful round rear for a moment before slapping it playfully. Susie gasped in response and Bob noticed that her cheeks were flushed with excitement and her hair was a mess. “I hardly felt that,” she said softly looking up at Jim pleadingly. “How about this?” asked Jim giving her a solid whack on the rump that left a red mark on her pale flesh. Susie yelped in spite of herself, but she gritted her teeth and said, “Nope!” Jim cast a furtive glance at Bob as he laid a hand on Susie’s ass and rubbed it softly for a moment. Then he looked down again at Susie as he slipped his hand down between her thighs and prodded her vagina gently with his finger. “You feel that?” he asked her softly. Susie gasped with pleasure and looked over at her husband guiltily. “Uh, yeah, I felt that. Maybe I was wrong about you. It takes some balls to finger a wife in front of her husband like that.” “Yeah, Jesus, Jim. Cut the shit, will you?” stammered Bob. He was flustered and didn’t know how to react. “Yeah, uh, sorry about this Bob,” said Jim with chagrin. “But she was really questioning my manhood there.” He kept rubbing the soft, tender skin of Susie’s inner thighs as he talked. Then he moved his hand up and stroked her outer labia for a moment. He could feel moisture there, so he thrust an exploratory tip of his finger between her vaginal lips. Susie’s vagina was slick and wet inside and Jim’s probing elicited a moan of pleasure from her. Bob gripped his throbbing, stiff erection unconsciously as he watched. “Hey! Am I supposed to just sit here watching, while you prove to my wife what a real man you are?” he asked helplessly. “I don’t know what you should do,” admitted Jim as he started working a finger in and out of Susie’s hot, tight, vagina. Meanwhile, Susie reached up and gripped the bulge in Jim’s pants. “My god, you are hard as a rock,” she moaned breathily. Jim withdrew his finger from Susie and pulled her shorts the rest of the way off. The sound of crickets chirping filled the soft summer night as Bob watched his wife slide bare legged and bare assed off of his buddy Jim’s lap to knee expectantly before him. “Unzip my pants,” Jim commanded Susie. “What about my husband?” she asked, casting a look of concern back over her shoulder at Bob. “Well, I guess he’s going to watch this time,” sighed Jim with resignation. “This time?” yelped Bob with indignation. “What are you talking about?” “Honey, let’s not dwell on the past,” said Susie soothingly as she unzipped Jim’s pants and extracted his stiff member. “What’s done is done, let’s live in the moment,” she continued as she stroked Jim’s hard penis. “Suck it,” said Jim simply and Susie complied immediately, pushing her hair back from her face and turning slightly so that she could look at her husband as she slid the purple head of Jim’s swollen phallus between her lips. “I can’t believe this is happening,” said Bob in a daze watching his wife perform felatio on his buddy. He realized that his mouth was bone dry and he took a satisfying gulp of cold beer to quench his thirst. “How long have you two been cheating on me like this?” Bob grunted with satisfaction as Susie slurped heartily on his manhood. “Ah, it’s not really cheating exactly,” he said lamely. “Maybe we fooled around a little here and there. You know we were sort of friends with benefits before you and she met…” “What?” said Bob in shock, stunned to be hearing these revelations while he watched his wife go down on his old friend out the in the backyard like this. “What about marriage vows?” But he feels silly trying to invoke those vows seriously after joking about them before. “Oh come on,” coaxed Susie with a smile after pulling Jim’s cock from her mouth. “This is us we are talking about. We’ve all known each other for years. We are practically family. Can you really make a big deal out of this?” “Lay down on you back,” demanded Jim urgently. “Hold on a second, dear,” Susie said to Bob as she casually stripped off her halter top and laid back down in the cool grass spreading her legs in anticipation. Her pale skin glowed slightly in the moonlight as she lay there nude in all her sensual glory. Bob admired his wife’s gorgeous body for a moment. He gazed with anxious appreciation at her dark bush, lewdly spread wide for Jim. Then looked over at the neighbor’s house nervously. The light was on in the Smith’s kitchen, which had a clear view right down into Bob’s backyard. “Fuck you guys, what if someone see you?” he asked nervously. “Well, if that’s all you’ve worried about, I’m just going to go ahead and fuck her then,” laughed Jim, shedding his pants and climbing on top of Bob’s waiting wife. “This is so weird,” said Bob, shaking his head as he unzipped his own pants and started jerking himself off, casting a tense glance over at the Smith residence. “Are you going to jerk off while you watch?” cackled Susie in delight. “That is so kinky! I love that you are being such a good sport about this.” She looked over at her husband lovingly. Then Jim pushed the head of his prick into her and she gasped with pleasure, quickly returning her attention back to her friend with benefits. Bob looked on in fascination, masturbating himself while his friend Jim fucked his wife missionary-style in the grass. They made loud noises of lust but Bob was too engrossed in pleasuring himself to notice when Mr. Smith pushed through the low hedge that separateed the two properties and walked over to join them. “What the living hell is going on here?” blurted the elderly Mr. Smith in bewilderment, wearing his signature plaid shorts and faded US Army t-shirt. “Oh, hi, Mr. Smith,” said Susie cheerily, looking over at him from beneath Jim as he shagged her, his balls slapping her ass vigorously. “Oh fuck! Mr. Smith!” exclaimed Bob in mortification, struggling to put his cock away. “What is going on over there, Harold?” calls Mrs. Smith from their backyard. “Stay over there, Martha. I’m handling this,” commanded Mr. Smith gruffly. He looks down in disbelief at the tableau before him struggling to understand what was going on. Jim noticed the new arrival and stopped fucking Bob’s wife. He pulls out of her and looked up at Mr. Smith in surprise and embarrassment with his stiff cock hovering over Susie’s belly, still slick with her juices. She reached down and yanked on Jim’s scrotum playfully and he gasped in ecstasy. The tug pushed him over the edge and he started spurting load after load of semen all over her stomach and large breasts. Bob noticed Smith looking at Susie’s naked body as she lay there drenched in cum and he saw Smith’s expression change from perplexity to amusement and maybe even arousal. “My God, Susie, what are you doing, getting plugged by a man who isn’t your husband in the backyard?” Then he gestured over at Bob with a wicked smile. “While your hubby looks on no less?” “Sorry, were we making too much noise?” she asked sweetly, propping herself up on her elbows as Jim climbed off of her clumsily. Bob noticed that she made no effort to hide her nakedness and might have even shook her shoulders slightly to get her boobs shaking. Mr. Smith stood looking down at Bob’s sperm-soaked wife for a moment before answering. He ran his eyes up and down her body from her shapely legs still spread wide, over the dark patch of her pubic hair, and then up to her large generous boobs with her pink nipples pertly erect. “Mr. Smith?” asked Susie again, with a little smile. “Are you enjoying the view?” Smith looked over at Bob with a strange smile and wiped his brow with his handkerchief. “What was I saying, son? I got distracted. Oh yes. Your wife has a fine figure, I will give you that,” he said to Bob. “I wouldn’t share her if I was you.” He looked back at Susie who just lounged there unselfconsciously in the nude. “I guess this is a different era than the one I came from,” he said distractedly as he gazes at Susie’s lovely pale orbs and pink nipples. “What can we do for you, Mr. Smith?” prompted Susie with a suggestive smile. “Uh, right. Well, it’s a free country and all, but I would be obliged if you folks would, uh, keep it down a little when you are having your fun in yard.” Smith looked at Jim with annoyance as he struggled to back into his jeans. “You know if my wife had come over here, you would have given her a heart attack.” “Well I won’t tell her how much you seem to be enjoying the sight of my naked body, don’t worry,” teased Susie with a laugh. Smith broke out laughing at this, but didn’t stop admiring Susie’s body. “You are a bad girl. That’s for sure. I don’t know, get a tent or something if you must make hoo-ha in the yard though. It would be more neighborly.” Then he turned and gave Bob a strange look. “Bob, come and see me tomorrow, boy. You need a talking to, I think.” Then he waved vaguely and turned to trudge back to his house, shaking his head in bemusement. Susie broke out laughing. “Wow, that was so fucked up. Old man Smith really got an eyeful of my bod. I think he was hot for me.” She jumped excitedly to her feet and rushed over to Bob, boobs bouncing as she grabbed her husband by the hand. “Come on, honey. I will go rinse Jim’s spooge off myself and then I need you to fuck me more. He stopped before I could cum.” “Can I watch?” asked Jim lecherously. “Sure, hang out if you want to,” said Susie shooting Bob a sly glance. “Maybe you can slip it to me again later if you can get it up again.” “That’s nice,” said Bob sarcastically, but he let his wife lead him back into the house by the hand. Jim slapped him on the shoulder good naturedly and Bob looked at him sheepishly. “I don’t know how I’m going to deal with this wife-sharing business on an emotional level,” admitted Bob aloud as he and Jim waited in the bedroom for Susie to return from the bathroom. “Maybe Mr. Smith will have some good advice for you,” joked Jim gently. Just then Susie returned, naked as could be, pink and clean from a quick shower. She strode over pushed Bob back on the bed aggressively. “Maybe Smith isn’t going to offer advice at all,” she said pulling Bob’s pants off. “Maybe he wants to ask if he can get a crack at me himself… maybe you should let him!” she exclaimed with a laugh as she put her husband’s cock in her mouth. Bob couldn’t tell if she was kidding or not, but lust quickly pushed all thoughts from his mind as his wife gave him the most intense blowjob of his life. *** If you like this, check out my eBooks on Amazon: View my favorite porn images and more free stories on my Tumblr blog: http://gustav-jorgenson.tumblr.com/