Katie's Awakening - Her Cuckold - Loving Wives
Following Katie's weekend her husband becomes her cuckold
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Katie and I tried to get back to normal after her weekend with Tom, but we weren't doing very well. Every time we made love together all I could see in my head was her being fucked by him, or worse, her being gangbanged by his poker buddies.
Katie tried to be understanding and supportive. She did everything she could do but I would only last for about 10 seconds before cumming so hard that it hurt. No matter what we did to prolong things, as soon as I thought about her weekend, I'd blow. We didn't fantasize any more. If Katie had wanted to I would have tried but I think we both knew I'd just cum all over the sheets as soon as she opened her mouth.
She told me she loved me and that it didn't matter. She asked me what the problem was but I was too ashamed to tell her. After awhile I guess she just thought that it was her and she started to withdraw from me. I tried to reassure her, I held her for hours, stroking her arm and telling her how much I loved her, but as soon as I was inside her I came. Sometimes I came before I was inside.
She asked me if it was about her weekend with Tom, if I'd fallen out of love with her. Her eyes were big and wet looking, she was just on the edge of crying as she asked me. She even started to apologize for being such a whore and asking me if I was going to divorce her, but I stopped her as soon as I could. I assured her that it was the opposite, that I loved what she had done, it was the best weekend of my life too. It was as close as I got to explaining, at least until later. I don't know if she believed me or not, she just looked at me funny.
The only thing that worked was to eat her until she came first. My prematurity wasn't such a problem then, as least she'd gotten hers. I even bought her a Sybian. She loved that in a big way. I thought I'd lost her to a machine, she was on it all the time.
I'd come home from work and hear her in the bedroom, even over the noise of the machine and from the front door, " OHOHOHOHOHOH...NOW...OH GOD..." the machine would be turned down for a minute or two, just a low rumble, and then it would get louder and she'd start again. "OHOHOHOH..." I don't know if she knew she was making noise. Her pussy was red and swollen all the time, I'd get a hard on just looking at her get out of the shower. It was then that I could see how puffy her pussy was. Her nipples had changed too, I knew that she pulled and twisted them as she rode her machine, I'd seen how hard she did that, and after awhile they became harder and longer, clearly visible through all but the thickest of her bras.
Eventually the novelty of the machine wore off some and she would just use it once every week or two. But she still loved it. I might as well have been on the moon for all cared while she was riding it. After she'd cum on the machine I could slip right into her, her cunt would be gapping and so wet that moisture was running down her thighs. It didn't matter if I came right away or not, she was already so stimulated from the Sybian that she'd get off with me no matter what.
I knew I had to do something, our sexual relationship needed help and I wanted to see her get fucked again, but I didn't want to lose her. It wasn't until I stumbled across a website about the cuckold life style that any real idea formed. I read and reread everything I could find. I looked at all the pictures and I was so hard that I needed to pull my prick out of my pants, but I didn't touch it. If I was going to propose this to Katie I needed to get used to not cumming, to not even touching myself. It just made me want to do it even more.
I was very interested in cuckolding, but not in feminization. I wasn't going to get into wearing panties and being fucked in the ass by a dildo. I wasn't opposed to being humiliated though, in fact being humiliated had been exciting last time.
The first thing I did was to buy a cock cage. I spent a lot of time on research and found what I hoped was just the right one. It was the wire type so that my cock could be touched, in spots, through the wire. It would allow me to expand some, but not get fully hard. My cock is not really small it just needed training I guess. Of course, it could be locked. That was essential. It also came with a leash that clipped on the bottom.
Sexually I had become submissive to Katie I realized. She decided when we would have sex and if I'd eat her or if she'd use her new toy. Fortunately she hadn't gotten pregnant from her weekend; after all we knew she couldn't get knocked up by me. Also she kept her pussy completely bare. Rather than shaving she was going in for regular waxing.
THE TALK
I found Katie in the kitchen, flipping through a magazine. "Can I talk to you for a minute?" In spite of our sexual problems we were still best friends and talked all the time. I think my question surprised her, maybe even scared her a little.
She carefully closed the magazine, and looked up at me with very big eyes and a serious expression, "of course honey."
"Katie, I know that we've been having problems in the bedroom, and I know that it's my fault, I'm ready to tell you the truth." I began.
"Oh Jimmy, its fine, I'm happy..." but I wouldn't let her finish.
"No. It's not, it's not fine Katie, and I know that you're not happy. At least you're not happy with our sex life, but I think I have a solution." She just looked at me with an 'oh shit, here it comes' look on her face.
I put the cock cage on the table between us, along with a bottle of lotion. "Katie," I began. "I loved being cuckold by you when you were with Tom." I don't think she could have been more surprised.
"...cuck...cuckold...?" She stuttered.
"That's what it's called honey, when a husband's wife sleeps with another man then he's a cuckold. But it's not a bad thing." I emphasized because this wasn't going well yet, but I was sure it would.
"Jimmy, I didn't mean to cuckold...what do you mean it's not a bad thing. It sounds pretty bad to me." She was confused, now was the time for me to move.
"Katie, the reason I've been cumming so fast is because every time I remember the sight of you fucking Tom, or think about those guys using you, I get so existed that I can't control myself. It's the most exciting thing I've ever seen, it's my fantasy. I want you to do it again." I finished the last part fast, she was already starting to talk.
"Do you still love me?"
"I love you more than life itself." I said, and then continued to tell her how important she was to me, frankly I said every loving and supportive thing that I could think of. I might have recited poetry in there somewhere, I'm not sure. She was smiling when I finished.
"So, you want me to fuck other guys again?" She asked.
"God, yes! Please Katie," I was actually on my knees as I said this. I put my head in her lap and looked up at her, "I'll do anything."
"OK...OK..." she said as she patted my head. "Now sit up and tell me what this thing-a-whatever is." Of course I sat up like a dog, but she just pointed to my chair, instead I stood up.
"It's a cock cage," I began. I dropped my pants and underwear to the floor. "It goes on my cock so I can't use it."
"Can't use it, we can't fuck?" She was shocked again.
"I can't fuck," I said emphasizing the word 'I.' "But you can," this time emphasizing the word 'you.'
She looked confused for a moment, and then her eyes cleared up. "Oh," she said.
"In fact you can fuck all you want. I only have a couple of simple requests," I said.
"OK," she was playing with the cage now. Turning it in her hands and looking at the lotion with a question in her eye. "What are they?"
"I haven't got it all figured out but first of all: you're in charge. You decide who you're going to fuck and when," I thought that was an excellent place to start.
"You also decide when I wear the cage and when I don't, except I'll need you to take it off me once a day so that I can wash."
"Sounds reasonable," she said.
"When I have the cage on you can treat me anyway you like," I continued. "In fact, I liked it last time when ...well...when you kind of humiliated me. It made me want you and love you even more than I would have thought possible."
She was looking at me with big eyes again. "You thought I humiliated you? And you liked it?"
"Yes, I loved it. When you called me while some guy was fucking you and I could hear everything that was going on. That was humiliating and I loved it. I knew that you were being...well...'taken care of' better than I could take care of you," I said.
She was nodding her head up and down, taking it all in. "I think I understand. Jimmy, I found it exciting too," she was blushing. "Talking to you, knowing that you knew that some other guy was...inside me. It turned me on even more, so I guess I get it."
"Next, please don't fall in love with anyone else," I was pleading now.
She jumped up from the table and hugged me. "Oh honey, I love you, nothing's going to change that."
"As long as you understand that it's just sex, like your toy," I said. She blushed a little more at the mention of her toy, probably wondering if the rest of this conversation could wait while she got off on it.
"You also decide if I get to watch or not, or even if you want me in the room. For that matter you get decide where you get fucked," I just given her complete control of my sex life. As though I had control before.
"Let me show you how it works," I said. I put some lotion on myself and then put the cage on, first the ring around my balls and then the cage itself. I closed the latch and handed her the brass lock that I had purchased. Katie leaned over and careful threaded the lock through the latch at the top of the cage, and clicked it shut.
"Oh no, do you have a key?" she looked a little worried.
That's when I slipped the gold chain over her head so that the key rested between her breasts. She held the key up and looked at it, then carefully inspected the chain. The fact that it was gold was points in my favor.
Next I handed her the leash and showed her were it connected to the cage. Again she carefully connected the leash and then gave it a hard pull so that my cage was right in front of her face. She thought that might have been the funniest thing she'd seen or done in years.
"That's it," I said. "I'm your cuckold, you're completely in charge of my next orgasm, if you let me have one."
"I'm wet," she said standing up and lowering her jeans and running her finger along her slit. "I'm so fucking horny seeing you like that and there's nothing you can do?"
"Not a thing. I won't even watch if you want me to leave," I replied. My cock was trying to grow, the cage was jumping up and down in front of her.
"How does this make you feel?" she asked looking up at me.
I thought for a moment before I replied. "Happy, submissive," I think that took her by surprise.
"Submissive?" she asked.
"Yes, you're completely in charge of my sex life and yours. I feel incredibly excited to find out what happens next and tremendous relief that I belong to you." I hoped she understood this.
She kissed me. I could feel her bare pussy, at least a little, through the gaps in my cage. "Set up my toy, you're going to stand in front of me so that I can watch you try to get excited."
The next half hour was unforgettable. Katie rode the machine long and hard, pulling and twisting her nipples, squeezing her boobs. The whole time my cock was straining inside the cage inches from her face. I was groaning almost as much as she was. She took the entire cage into her month at one point, and I could feel her lips and tongue between the wires. I don't know how many times she came, but when she was finished she looked at my cock one last time, grabbed my leash and pulled me into the bathroom.
"Clean my cunt," she said. "While I finish getting ready so we can go out."
I dropped to my knees and started licking her from the back as she leaned over the sink. Her pussy was incredible, red, swollen, throbbing. She stopped what she was doing only long enough to cum again.
THE FIRST NIGHT OUT
That night I took her out to eat, it was a new experience wearing the cage but I found that it wasn't uncomfortable and the bathroom stops were fine as long as I sat down.
Well it wasn't uncomfortable until Katie put her mouth to my ear, poking me with her very visible nipples, and said, "I'm not wearing underwear and I'm not fucking you tonight."
"Do you see that guy that been stealing little glances at me all night?" She continued. I had noticed him, he'd made me very jealous and very excited.
"Watch this," she said licking my ear and spreading her legs so that her pussy was on full display for him. I could see him out of the corner of my eye as he did a double take and then stared at my wife's pussy.
"I know that he's watching," she whispered to me. "And I think I might cum again just from letting him look. Tell me that's humiliating for you," She started breathing harder and her fingers gripped my arm hard as she came, just from being looked at.
"I love you, and loved what you just did," I said meaning it. "And I love being your humiliated cuckold."
THE VISIT
It wasn't until a few weeks later that things really got interesting. Katie was always at her most horny when she was ovulating and had been drinking. I know, you're probably thinking:"she gets hornier?" Oh yeah.
Jonathan was an employee of the company I work for but he was officed in another city across the country. It was my job to escort Jonathan and make sure that he made it everywhere he was supposed to go since we had been working together on a long distance project for some time. I knew him pretty well and liked him. He was a straight shooter and very dependable. He was also African-American. Physically he is about was tall as I am at 6 feet, but more solid.
Unfortunately his hotel reservations got screwed up and there was some big deal going on in town so the administrative assistant could not find other accommodations for him that weren't at least two hours of driving away.
I made a quick call to Katie, being a teacher she had the summer off and was lying by the pool, asking if she minded if a brought home a co-worker to use our spare bedroom for a couple of nights. She said that was fine and that she'd make reservations for dinner for the three of us somewhere. That's the part where I, or actually the company, pays for lodging somebody in our guestroom.
I'll save you all the back-and-forth about not wanting to put us out because, eventually, Jonathan agreed. When we arrived at the house Katie was out by the pool in your smallest two-piece, bikini-like swimsuit. She looked incredibly hot, her nipples were poking through the thin material of the top and the bottom barely covered her pubic mound.
I introduced Jonathan and Katie's eyes got wide and she cocked her head to the side and smiled as she shook his hand. Jonathan was almost speechless and that handshake didn't seem to end. They greeted each other holding hands, and when the handshake ended it was like they were reluctant to part. Katie's hand just slipped slowly out of Jonathan's, her fingers caressing him until he was finally out of reach. The whole time they were looking into each other's eyes and smiling. My cage was jumping in my pants.
Once we were in the bedroom, getting ready, Katie was on me. Standing there asking me questions about Jonathan and insisting that I play with her pussy while I answered. She was dripping wet and then I remembered the drink glass by the pool and the fact that Katie had just started to ovulate.
"He has big hands," she was almost cumming. "Do you think he has a big cock?" She was humping my hand now.
I knew if she came she'd just get hornier, so I really concentrated on her pussy until she was gasping in my ear.
"Do you think he wants to fuck me?" she gasped. "I'll bet he does," pant ... pant...pant..."I'll bet he's playing with his big cock right now thinking about me," panting louder, "oh god...I'm going to cummmmmm..."
She was still flushed when she walked back into the bedroom in her dress sometime later. She'd worn underwear, after all it was a company thing and Katie can be school-teacher proper.
Dinner was something else. We started off with drinks and then had some more drinks and finally had a few more drinks. Jonathan and Katie spent the entire evening talking to each other and every time I looked it appeared as though they were sitting closer together, even though we were at a square table.
Katie had her elbow on the table and her chin resting on her knuckles, leaning into Jonathan, as they talked. At one point he was sitting the same way, like they were on a date, their fingers almost touching. Finally Katie got up to go to the restroom.
Shortly after she left my cell phone rang, the caller I.D. said that Katie was calling me.
"Tell Jonathan you need to take this somewhere quieter and come over by the bathrooms," she ordered.
Well the restrooms were in a separate alcove out of sight of our table, so I excused myself from Jonathan saying this wouldn't take long but I was having trouble hearing. He nodded that he understood, no big deal, so I walked toward the restroom area with the phone at my ear.
Once I turned into the alcove Katie was there, grabbing my hand she pushed it up her dress and onto her very wet, very swollen, very dilated, and very bare cunt. "Oh god, Jimmy. I want him sooooo much...I want to fuck him right now...do you think the waiter will mind?" She was holding my hand still while her pussy humped against it.
I thought that question was probably best left unanswered, so I just said, "What happened to your panties?" She pulled my hand out from under her dress and slipped a pair of dripping micropanties into my palm.
"They're too wet to wear," she said. "He's going to fuck me tonight, Jimmy. And you're going to help or you're never getting out of that cage." She looked very stern and very serious. The cage was starting to hurt I was so excited. I could feel the band around my ball tighten as I tried to harden. I loved it.
When we left the restaurant Katie offered to sit on Jonathan's lap in the front seat so that he wouldn't 'be lonely in the backseat by himself.' At first Jonathan was courteous, if not of Katie then of me. Katie was facing the door, so I couldn't really see much. I could hear her whispering in his ear, but not the words. It looked like his hand was on her leg, but I couldn't see well enough to be sure.
The next time I looked Katie was kissing him, quickly at first and then for a longer time. I heard her gasp and stole a quick glance to see that his hand might have been under her dress, her head was back so I could see that her eyes were closed and her mouth was open.
When we got to the house Katie quickly reassembled herself and more or less staggered inside with us following. She offered to make us drinks but I said I'd do it. I lingered in the kitchen and family room getting ice and mixing everything together, I wanted to give them time. When I returned they were sitting on the couch kissing and caressing each other. Katie had her legs over Jonathan's lap and her hands on each side of his face as they kissed. Jonathan was using one hand to caress Katie's bare leg under her dress which the other hand was holding the side of her breast.
I deposited their drinks on the table in front of them and sat down before they noticed me. Not that Katie seemed to care, but Jonathan looked a little embarrassed. Katie just continued kissing his face and neck until she finally gave a big sigh and looked over at me. Resting her head on Jonathan's chest she gave me a heartbreaking smile of happiness. Her white hands stood out in stark relief against the black skin of Jonathan's face, and Jonathan is very black. Wesley Snipes black.
After sipping from our drinks for a few minutes as Katie alternated between kissing Jonathan anywhere she could reach and resting her head on his chest, she announced that she was going to bed. She didn't even try to keep her legs together as she swung off of Jonathan's lap and I could clearly see the shining wetness of her pussy. She gave Jonathan a long hug, slowly rubbing herself against the large bulge in his pants.
Once Katie left the room I turned to Jonathan and said, "Katie and I have an 'understanding.'"
Jonathan looked at me with in confusion and asked the obvious questions, "an understanding?"
"Yes," I answered. "She can do what she wants with whomever she wants and if I'm lucky she might let me watch."
"And you're OK with that?" Jonathan was taken a little back by this.
"Best thing to ever happen to me," I said. "She'll probably come to your room later for some innocent reason. To see if you need anything, or if you have enough towels, but really it will be because she wants to sleep with you." Jonathan was watching me intently.
"All I ask is that you don't hurt her feelings," I continued. "If you don't want her or you're in a committed relationship, turn her down gently. Otherwise, have fun." Just talking about this, offering my wife to another man, was making my balls ache. From what I'd seen I thought the possibility of him turning Katie away was remote, but I wanted to give him an out if he needed it.
"Ahh...ok man. You wouldn't shoot a brother would you?" he asked in half-jest. I handed him Katie's sodden panties, it was a replay of what I had done with Tom. It had worked then and it worked now. Jonathan ran them through his fingers feeling the wetness before looking up at me.
I just smiled at him. "You're safe with me, but Katie may use her body to kill you." He thought I was kidding. He learned.
Jonathan headed off to the guestroom and I went to the master bedroom. The doors to the two rooms were close but they were out of sight of each other.
THE FIRST NIGHT
Katie was waiting for me in our room; wrapping her body around me she said, "I love you and I'm so damn horny. Oh Jimmy, if he doesn't fuck me I'm going to ride the Sybian all night and keep both of you awake with my howling. Do you know what he did in the car?" She stared at me as she asked the last question.
"He played with my pussy on the ride home, he was fucking me with two fingers and rubbing my clit at the same time, I could feel his cock under my ass. It's huge! If you'd have taken two more minutes to get here I would have had an orgasm." She looked at me and said, "He might have had one with me."
"I left a wet spot on the front of his pants," she continued. "I could see it when we got into the house. That's one reason I had my legs on his lap, to hide it so he wouldn't be embarrassed. But mostly I just wanted to feel him against my legs."
Katie was wearing a white nightgown that I'd never seen before. It was made of some sheer material that hung from her shoulders by straps and continued, more or less, straight down. By more or less I mean that it also hung from her nipples, which were hard points sticking out at a slightly upturned angle. The material clearly showed the swelling of her breasts which looked at least one size larger than normal. The gown stopped at mid-thigh and, just to be sure, I pulled up the hem to see that she wasn't wearing anything else.
"What to do I do now?" she asked.
"Go to his room and ask him if he's comfortable and needs anything from you. That simple," I answered. With a smile she turned off the light in the bedroom and was out the door, leaving it open.
The feeling of uncertainty combined with intense jealousy was almost overwhelming. I found myself breathing rapidly as sweat formed on my forehead. I wanted to stop her; I wanted to watch him fuck my wife senseless. Although it was more likely that he would end up senseless. It was the smile she gave me that clinched it. She had smiled uncertainly, as though to ask, 'are you sure? Once I'm in his room it will be too late, I'll never be the same again and never fully yours again either.'
Had I not been caged I would have climaxed at that moment. I had never been that close to an orgasm before without being erect. I knew that it would have been the strongest one I had ever had. The feelings of excitement and dread ran from my thighs to my chest. My muscles were knotted and my heart raced in my chest. I sat on the bed trying to catch my breath, as fast as I was panting I couldn't get enough oxygen. I was frantically kneading my cage through my pants wanting release yet happy in the frustration that I felt. I was a mess.
I heard her knock on the guestroom door and open it. When she stepped inside she asked Jonathan if he was comfortable or if he needed anything from her. I heard him say, "Oh I thought you might be the escort I ordered for tonight."
"I am," said Katie. "I'm your entertainment for the evening. Wow, is that big cock for me?" Whatever else might have been said was lost in the sound of bodies colliding and very loud kissing. The next words I heard were from Katie. "I want to suck your cock, Jonathan. I've never seen one so big before, and it's not even hard!"
A moment later I heard Katie again, "oh yes... yes...oh Jonathan..." The wet sound of her lips, "you taste so good I wish I could get more of you into my mouth."
"Play with my balls, Katie. Yes like that. Oh I like it when you suck them. You're kind of a slut aren't you Katie dear?"
Katie answered in a shy voice, "I'm your slut tonight." I know that Katie loves dirty talk when she's really turned on. "I'll even be your whore if you want me to." This was the start of long night for Jonathan. When Katie starts talking like that it means that she's totally forgotten about me or anything else. She's only thinking about her own needs and pleasure. It was her way of signaling that the limits were off, anything would go.
My heart broke in my chest and my cock almost tore my cage apart as it tried to break through the wires. It had been a long time, since before her lost weekend that Katie had talked that way to me. In one way I really had lost her, but in another way we were closer than ever. We were each giving the other what they wanted. It was an intimate sharing that was even closer, in its own way, than sex with each other.
"Ohhhhhh...ahhhhh...yessss..." the sound of Katie's moans brought me back to reality.
"You like having me eat your slut pussy, don't you," Jonathan asked.
"Oh yes, oh please don't stop," Katie replied.
"Don't stop what?" Jonathan teased.
"Eating my cunt, please eat your slut's cunt!!!"
Here it seems like everything is happening very fast but in reality 30 or 40 minutes of kissing and, I assume touching, and generally making out again had gone by. Except for the wet sound of Jonathan's mouth on Katie's pussy, everything was quiet as I snuck down the short hall so that I could peek into the guestroom.
I knew that the hall floor wouldn't squeak and that I would be able to see a side view of the bed from the reflection in the mirror over the dressing table. Who the hell has a dressing table in a guestroom? We do, and a well positioned one at that because neither of them was likely to be looking at the mirror and able to see me peeking in from the dark hall.
I was shocked by what I saw. Not the sight of Katie lying on her back on the bed with her legs pulled back to her chest exposing and spreading her pussy, I expected that. Not even the sight of Jonathan kneeling on the floor next to the bed so that he could eat her. It was the sight of his cock bobbing as he worked on her. It was huge. Uncircumcised, about as long as Katie's forearm, and thick, much too thick to fit into Katie's little pussy, I thought.
I stayed just long enough to watch Jonathan get to his feet, line up his cock with her opening, and start to slowly ease it inside of her. Pulling out and pushing slowly back in so that his cock would be wet with her juices and her cunt would gap wider with each stroke.
Katie starting howling with the first contact, "oh god...Jonathan...you're so big...go slow...oh yes...more...more...ohhhhhhhh fuuuuuck meeee..." with that he pushed about half way in. Katie was throwing her head from side to side, her mouth wide open in a silent scream as her hips pushed upward trying to get even more of that massive prick inside of her.
I crept back to our room, Katie hadn't given me permission to watch, as I heard her screaming, "FUUUUUUCCKKK MEEE JONATHAN...HARD...HARDER...FAST...OH FUCK ME FAST...FASTER...ALL THE WAY INSIDE...OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH...MAKE ME YOUR WHORE..."
I listened to them fuck for a long time after that, lying on my bed, until I finally drifted off. I was awakened around 3:00 in the morning by the buzzing of my cell phone, I looked at the caller I.D. and was surprised to see that it was Katie calling me. I didn't say anything when I answered, which was smart, because it was Katie asking if I wanted to face share.
I tapped yes and the next thing I saw was Katie throwing her leg over Jonathan's hips in a reverse cowgirl position. She must have propped her phone on the chair in front of the bed so that I could see her. Jonathan, of course, was lying down with his head safely behind Katie so he couldn't see a thing but her backside.
Katie waved Jonathan's massive cock at me smiling broadly. His cock extended higher than her belly button and was so thick that she couldn't close her hand around it. I watched transfixed as she first raised herself and then, after first rubbing his cock over her swollen clit, lowered herself slowly onto this unbelievable pole.
"OHHHHH...GOD..." she wailed as she raised and lowered herself on him. "YOUR COCK IS SOOOOO BIIIIGGG...MY GOD...JIMMY'S COCK IS SO SMALL COMPARED TO YOU...YOU'RE STRETCHING ME SO MUCH...I'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO FEEL HIM AGAIN...YOUR RUINING ME!!! YOU'RE RUINING MY CUNT..."
My cage was jumping and pulling at my balls so hard that it hurt. Precum was dripping out of me and I was afraid that I was going to have a full orgasm. I almost did when Jonathan joined the conversation.
"This is my cunt isn't it Katie?" he said. "Your cunt belongs to me now doesn't it Katie?"
"OH GOD YES. IT'S YOUR CUNT JONATHAN, DO WHATEVER YOU WANT WITH ME, JUST FUCK ME. OH PLEASE JONATHAN KEEP FUCKING MEEEEE...I'M YOUR WHORE..."
He raised her slightly and started long-fucking his cock into her from below as Katie's mouth flew open in a silent scream. She was supporting herself with her hands on his knees but I could see his entire length pulling out and then slamming back into her.
"You're my black cock slut aren't you Katie? Tell me, say it" he continued.
'I'M YOUR BLACK COCK WHORE...OH GOD...I'M YOUR SLUT...NOBODY ELSE'S...JUST YOUR'S ... I LOVE YOUR COCK MORE THAN ANYTHING..." I was truly lost and I knew it. "FUC K MY WHITE WHORE CUNT...GIVE ME THAT BLACK COCK...HARDER...HARDER..."
Katie's pussy was stretched beyond what I would have thought possible. If I fucked her now she wouldn't even feel me, and I wouldn't feel her. But if she was Jonathan's slut I was still hers, and I was counting on that and her promise not to fall in love with anybody else.
Jonathan said he was going to cum and Katie immediately responded, "CUM INSIDE ME...SHOOT INSIDE ME...SO FUCKING DEEP...I WANT TO FEEL YOU CUMMING..."
I looked up again as I heard her scream, both from the phone and from the door, "I'M CUUUUUMMMMING...OH MY GOD...OH MY GOD...I'VE NEVER CUM LIKE THIS...IT WON'T STOP...OOOHHHHHHHH PLEASE...I CAN FEEL YOU SHOOTING..." I couldn't tell if she was asking please let me stop cumming or please keep it up.
I watched as Jonathan's massive balls started to constrict and he shot his cum deep inside my unprotected wife. I could hear both of them moaning as his sperm flooded her. His prick must have reached to her uterus. I don't know how she got it all in there.
Soon Katie was leaning back, showing me the river of white running out of her pussy, around Jonathan's cock, and onto the bed. She was smiling, knowing that she was breaking my heart and driving me crazy with my need for her, all at the same time.
"I can't remember the last time I came while my husband was fucking me," she said looking straight at me through her phone. "Thank you...thank you...thank you...," she continued as she turned her head to kiss him. I couldn't breathe, my heart seemed to stop beating. Katie hasn't been able to come while we were making love? She'd hurt me, and yet I knew it was true. She needed more than I could give her.
She jumped off him, his big cock flopping against his thigh, and turned the phone off before he saw what she had done, but not before I saw how distended her pussy was. I can't describe it, she was huge. Her boobs looked swollen too I noticed. Katie doesn't have small breasts, a little larger than normal maybe, but now they looked even bigger.
I must have fallen asleep again because the alarm went off just as Katie crawled back into bed with me. She was flushed and smiling, something sticky and white on her face and in her hair. She took my hand and put it on her cunt so that I could feel her wetness. She was gapping open and as I touched her she sighed and ran her hands over my cage. I could feel the softness of her fingers through the gaps in the wire as she started to stroke the cage as through it was my cock. It felt wonderful and at the same time it felt frustrating.
Finally she turned away from me and fell asleep. My cock was aching as I got out of bed to get ready for work. My balls felt heavy and I now knew what the term 'blue balls' was all about.
THE SECOND NIGHT GANGBANG
During the day Jonathan disappeared into one of the unused offices for a while. I thought he might be taking a nap but apparently he was also making some phone calls. When we arrived back at the house that evening Katie was dressed to go out.
She looked like one of the backup singers in the old Robert Palmer music video "Addicted to Love." Her dark hair was pulled back into a severe knot at the back of her head, her lips were painted bright red, and she was wearing a slinky black net dress that I'd never seen before. It clung to her body so that I could clearly see her breasts wobbling and her nipples poking through the knit fabric. Her legs were bare and she was wearing very high heeled black shoes, I'd never seen them before either.
She looked amazing, I don't think I'd ever seen her look so beautiful and so hot. She was stunning and I was knocked back a step or two. I wanted to stand there and admire her at the same time that I wanted to rip her dress off and fuck her silly, even though I knew that wasn't in the cards. In fact, knowing that fucking her wasn't in the cards was the thing that made me feel that sweet combination of jealousy and want that I loved and needed. It put me on a sexual high that was incomparable to anything before. I had no doubt that without the cage I would have climax because of my mixed and heightened feelings.
Her time in the sun had given her face a light tan that, along with her flawless skin, made her look perfect. There wasn't wrinkle or freckle on her face, the skin looked so smooth and soft that I could lose myself just looking at her. Her eyes were big, bright and deep, like they always were, but tonight was special. Tonight it felt like she was looking deep inside of me.
I knew that he belly was flat and that her soft breasts stood out from her chest and begged to be squeezed. There isn't a straight man alive that could resist them. He hips flared out just the right amount leaving a slight gap between the tops of her thighs through which you could see her labia. Of course, you couldn't actually see all of this through the knit dress she wore but you could see enough to know that it was there.
Katie watched Jonathan disappear down the hall and into the guestroom. I watched Katie while my heart was aching from wanting her so much. I'd had her all to myself until her 'awakening' and now I didn't have her. I was just a bystander to her sex life. I hated it and I loved it. I hurt from the loss of her and my cock hurt in its cage from what I had gained by sharing her.
"Jonathan and I are going out tonight honey, there's some dinner in the microwave for you" Katie explained. "You have my permission to peek tonight when we get home," she giggled as she said the last part. My heart leapt in my chest.
Just then Jonathan came walking into the living room having changed and looking ready to party. "Don't wait up for us honey. I don't know when we'll be home," Katie said as she kissed me goodbye and they headed out to her SUV. I noticed her giving the keys to Jonathan before they were out the door that connected the kitchen to the garage.
I was completely humiliated. I had just watched my beautiful wife walk out the door, on a date, with a black man. Worse, I knew that he was going to fuck her tonight and that I wasn't go to. That she would do things for him, say things to him that she'd never do or say for me. The feelings were very intense, more intense than any single sexual experience I'd ever had.
I changed my clothes, ate dinner, watched some TV, walked around the house wondering what they were up to. I kept looking at my phone to see if Katie would call me like she did last night. She did call one time for a few seconds. It looked like she was holding the phone under the table, her legs were spread wide and her pussy was visible. So was the very black hand that was caressing her thigh and pushing her dress up higher. She hung up before I could fully grasp what I was seeing.
Finally I gave up and went to bed keeping the phone next to me in case she called again.
My imagination was running wild so I had a hard time falling asleep but I must have dozed off because I woke with a start when the garage door went up. The hallway was in deep darkness but I had left lights on in the living room. As I listened by the bedroom door I heard several male voices and one distinctive female voice as a group of people walked into the livingroom.
Katie sounded excited, anxious, and a little bit drunk. I could hear them talking but not the words, there was a lot of male laughter. I started to creep down the dark hallway and as I moved the noises started to make more sense.
"Let's get the dress off this bitch," said one male voice.
"Want me naked huh?" Katie responded. I could hear the sound of her dress being unzipped.
"That's all you've been wearing all night?" another voice asked. "Hell, if I'd have known that we'd have fucked you in the car."
"But I want more room than that," said Katie. "Oh god, I want that cock..."
As I peeked around the corner I could see Katie on her knees in front of a very large black man. His cock, which wasn't as big as Jonathan's, was hanging in front of Katie's face as she licked him from his balls to the head of his prick. There were two other black men as well as Jonathan; all but Jonathan were getting out of their clothing as fast as they could.
Katie was naked except for her shoes, the black dress had been thrown into a corner. Her hair was not as severely knotted as before and her bright red lipstick was smeared. Naked on her knees she was even more beautiful than before she left the house. Her breasts were heaving from excitement as she sucked and licked her nipples hard. She was moaning as she worked. Her tiny hands dwarfed by the large cock she was holding to her mouth.
Soon Katie was surrounded by semi-hard black cocks. The size of their cocks varied quite a bit, one was slightly larger than the one Katie was worshiping, and one guy was average size. Katie went from cock to cock, sucking, licking, and groaning, using her hands to stoke the cocks that she was not sucking on.
Jonathan sat on the couch and Katie quickly crawled over to him. Running her hand up his pant leg and stocking his cock through the material she said, "But my cunt belongs to Jonathan. He decides who gets to use me. Who gets a turn with me." He smiled down at her as she smiled up at him. "Are you going to make me beg to be fucked again tonight?"
While she was kneeling in front of Jonathan one of the guys got on his back, slid under her, and started to eat her pussy. "Ohhhhh...he's gooood..." She said as she sat down on his face. The other two guys crowded around her again feeding her their cocks to lick. She was groaning hard as she licked them.
"Jonathan...please let somebody fuck me...ohhh pleeease..." she whined. "I'm so wet...I need a cock inside of me..." She completely swallowed the guy with the larger cock. I didn't know she could do that.
"Who's whore are you, Katie?" Jonathan asked.
"I'M YOUR WHORE, JONATHAN. PLEASE..."
"Are you a whore for black cock, Katie?" Jonathan continued.
"OH YES...YOU KNOW I AM..." Katie was going crazy.
"Say it cunt," Jonathan demanded.
"I'M A WHORE FOR BLACK COCK...I WANT BLACK COCK...I NEED IT...PLEASE FUUUUUCK ME..."
Jonathan started to direct the action. The guy with the smaller big cock sat on the couch as Katie sat backward on him, taking turns sucking on whatever cock was dangled in front of her face. Jonathan reached over to play with her tits, twisting her hard nipples, squeezing her boobs, but Katie was already far gone.
She came at least twice before her pussy was flooded with sperm, Katie was quickly pulled off, bent over the back of the couch and the larger cock was shoved into her dripping cunt. I could only see Katie's face from this position but her eyes were rolled back into her head, her mouth was hanging open and she was making loud grunting noises every time he pushed inside of her. The key to my cock cage was bouncing against her chest in time with the slapping of her tits.
I don't know how many times Katie came, he must have fucked her for 10 or 15 minutes in that position alone. Eventually he came inside of her with a loud groan. They had to carry Katie around to the front of the couch again.
As they fucked her they talked about her. Telling each other what a slut whore she was, how much she loved black dick. They laughed and enjoyed themselves, Katie didn't seem to even notice.
"Please don't stop fucking me," she whispered. "Jonathan, please don't let them stop." I'm not sure she knew where she was anymore.
By this time Jonathan had his pants off and Katie immediately crawled onto his lap and impaled herself on his immense cock. "OHHHHHH...YEEEEESSSSS..." But she hadn't felt anything yet.
Jonathan signaled for the guy with the average size cock to start playing with Katie's asshole. As he got her wet and worked a finger inside of her to open her up some Katie just moaned louder. That was nothing compared to what happened when he started to ease his cock inside.
With Jonathan's huge cock in her pussy and the smaller one in her asshole, Katie lost her mind, lost it to lust I guess. She was yelling and moaning and begging them to fuck her harder, faster, don't stop. "GIVE IT TO ME YOU FUCKERS...HARDER...FUCK MY PUSSY...OOOOOOHHHHHH...ANYTHING YOU WANT...JUST DON'T STOOOOOOOOOP...TWO COCKS...OH GOD THAT'S GOOD...FUCK MY ASS YOU BASTARD...HARDER..."
She kept cumming, I know this because she would announce it in a very loud voice every time. "OHHH GOD...I'M CUUUUUMMMING AGAIN...MY PUSSY...IT WON'T STOP...ITS SOOO GOOOD...LIKE NOTHING I'VE EVER..." She didn't finish her thought, I don't think they noticed.
It seemed as though Katie had one long orgasm for the entire 20 minutes or so that the dual fuck lasted. When they pulled out of her Katie collapsed on the couch, cum running out of both her holes and onto the couch and the floor. The couch was soaking wet under where Jonathan had been sitting from Katie's juices mixed with the semen from the other guys.
She thanked them in a soft voice, "thank you...oh god...thank you...I needed that so much..." as her voice trailed off.
They wanted to keep going. The guys that had finished first were ready to go again, but Jonathan just had them jerk off on Katie's face and boobs, and into her mouth. I think she had little mini-orgasm every time one of them came on her. She did spread the lips of her pussy one time and invited the largest guy to fuck her again, but he only lasted a minute before pulling out to shoot his cum on her belly.
Finally the guys left, going out the front door after shaking Jonathan's hand. I thought I saw one of them slip him some money, but I can't be sure.
MY HUMILIATION IS COMPLETE
Katie woke up enough to grab Jonathan by the hand and lead him into the hallway were I was standing, she took hold of my leash and pulled me along behind them as they staggered into the master bedroom. Katie lay down on her back on the bed and pulled me close so I could clearly see the cum on her face and breasts.
"You're going to watch Jonathan fuck me again, Jeff," she said. "You're going to see how he can please a woman with his black cock. I'm going to scream in your ear while he's doing it. Are you ready for that?"
I couldn't speak. All I could do was nod my head and watch her other hand slowly stroking Jonathan's monster back to hardness.
"When we're done you can stay, but you'll have to sleep on the floor. Jonathan owns me and he gets the big bed tonight. Do you understand?" She continued. Again I could only nod, my mouth was too dry and I was afraid that my voice would shake if I said anything.
For the next 30 or 40 minutes I watched, a silent witness, as Jonathan and Katie fucked again. They kissed as Jonathan slowly moved his cock in and out of Katie's swollen pussy. Almost the entire time Katie held onto my leash, sometimes moving me to places where I could get a different view of things. Watching her stretch to accommodate him from only inches away was an amazing experience. I could never satisfy her like that.
Finally, as he fucked her from the rear, she held my hands in hers, squeezing my fingers hard, our faces only inches apart. She was looking into my eyes but talking to him, "...fuckmefuckmefuckme...fuck me like my husband can't...pleasepleaseplease...just fuck me in front of him...Jimmy could never fuck me like you can, Jonathan. I love your big cock. I'm yours...I'm your whore...thank you for giving me what I need..." That last may have been for me after all.
At the end she cried after she came, first screaming into my ear as she had promised she would. Tears ran down her cheeks as she hugged her lover close, I think she was crying from release.
I found a place to lie down on the floor, on top of the comforter that they had tossed off so that the two of them were only covered in a sheet. My beautiful white wife and her dark lover were using our bed, only feet from my face, holding each other.
In the morning Katie woke me up by lowering her pussy onto my face. She was dripping wet still, red and swollen. I could hear the shower running in the other room as Katie said, "Hurry up, Jonathan will be done soon so we don't have much time. I understand that one of the duties of a cuckold is to clean his wife's cunt after she's had a hard night."
I had to no time to agree as Katie pushed her pussy onto my face. I licked the juices flowing from her as fast as I could, there seemed to be no end to them. I'd tasted her before when she was full of sperm and, while I'm not a big fan, I still found it very exciting. Katie came as I ran my tongue over her much too sensitive clit.
Later Katie told me that I'd kept my end of the bargain and that she was going to 'take care of me' this weekend. As I drove Jonathan to the airport, we started laughing together.
"I'm going to go home, ice my dick and sleep for a week," he said. "I see why you and Katie have an 'understanding.' Hell she's too much for even four guys to handle, she'd kill just you"
I was laughing along with him. As I dropped him off at the terminal he said, "I'll be back in about three months. Maybe I'll stay at your house again." I guess I could get used to sleeping on the floor.
KATIE KEEPS HER PROMISE
The next day was Saturday and Katie surprised me, waking me up by unlocking my cage. She smiled up at me as she first washed me with a damp wash cloth and then took my aching tool into her month. She sucked me very gently before taking me out and talking to me while she stroked me.
"I want you to cum in my cunt, Jimmy," She said. "I may not be able to feel you but I know that you're so horny that won't make any difference and besides, my cunt only belongs to Jonathan when he's here. Would you like that?"
I couldn't agree fast enough. Smiling Katie threw one leg over me and started to lower herself onto my too hard dick. I was afraid that I'd cum before I'd even touched her, but I didn't.
She was right about feeling me. She was so stretched that I could only feel her outer lips, but that was enough.
"Fuck your wife, Jimmy." She said. "Fuck her hard." I pounded into her for all of 5 or 10 seconds, while she smiled down at me, obviously not feeling me inside her at all, before I exploded inside harder than I've ever cum before. Images from the week kaleidoscoped through my head as I shot off, I was fucking my wonderful wife. Katie belonged to Jonathan but I belonged to Katie.
We cuddled for a long time and then Katie sucked me off. When I came in her mouth it felt even stronger than my first orgasm.
Katie let me out of the cage for several weeks after that but whenever I see it lying out by the sink I know what will happen next.
Katie's Awakening Ch. 1 - Loving Wives
Conservative housewife is taken as her husband watches.
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My wife's name is Katie. Katie's a substantial name I think. Clean sounding, conservative, old-fashioned, and not flashy. I guess that pretty much describes my Katie. By substantial, I don't mean fat or anything like that. Katie's very pretty, she could be beautiful if she'd use make-up, but soap and water is good enough for her. Her body's spectacular. 5'4" tall and 34C-24-34, with beautiful jet-black hair. Of course, I'm about the only person who has ever see her naked and she wears clothing that tends to hide her figure. Conservative, substantial clothing.
Katie and I got married right after she graduated from college with her teaching degree. She's 29 now and I'm 35. Katie's always been a good lover. Not wild or anything, but very loving and willing. She's no prude but she's no "hot wife" either. Maybe three times in our marriage Katie has gotten really wild in bed. Thinking back on it now the same ingredients were present each time; First of all it was the right time in her cycle. Katie's always a little bit hotter when she's ovulating. The other ingredients are that she'd been drinking, that gets her motor running, and something else has been going, on like a sexy movie or something. On those few occasions Katie and I have had sex to remember! That's when I've heard her scream and when she's really lost control.
A few years ago we found out that my sperm count was too low for Katie to conceive. That really hit her hard. For about a month Katie was in terrible shape, crying and feeling bad about herself. I did everything I could, suggested we could adopt a baby, all of that. Finally Katie pulled herself out of it and decided she would really dedicate herself to her students.
I'd like to say that things got back to normal after that, but they really didn't. Katie and I still made love and cuddled, but it wasn't the same. She wasn't really as "into it" as before. I know she still enjoyed it, but we didn't have sex as often as before and I think it made her just a little sad. Sad is not a good emotion during sex. You can see how it wasn't as good as before.
In order to pep things up I started to introduce role-playing and fantasy into our sex life. Katie's always been interested in my feelings so she was happy to go along. One of the fantasies I used involved her with another man while I watched. This particular fantasy developed slowly over a few months until the really defining night.
We'd had a couple of drinks and were in bed, just kinda messing with each other. I was about hard and Katie was starting to get moist between the legs. I asked her what the "mystery man" would look like.
After thinking for a minute she said, "Like Tom Selleck. Not like Tom Selleck on Friends, more as he was on Magnum P.I. You know, younger with the mustache."
"Really," I said getting a full hard-on. "Tell me what you'd do with your Tom Selleck 'mystery man.'"
She put her head back and started to describe what she and her "mystery man" were doing. She described him kissing her and squeezing her boobs. She told me how he's touch her everywhere and how turned on she'd be. She was really getting into it.
When she started to describe how he'd fuck her she looked up at me and then down to my now throbbing prick.
"You like this don't you?" she asked as she reached out her hand and very gently touched my hard-on. "You like the idea of my mystery man: fucking me while you watch."
Her touch and her asking me if watching her turned me on was enough. I came, hard. Katie looked down at my cock in surprise as I pumped my cum onto her hand and wrist.
"Oh yes," was all she said. She smiled at me.
When I finished she rolled onto her back again and spread her legs. For the first time in our marriage, I watched as my wife touched herself. She has such a beautiful cunt. Her hair is jet-black and her pussy lips are pink. She started to run both of her hands over her pussy, pulling her labia apart and showing me the exquisite pink inside. With her eyes closed she worked her fingers, covered in my cum, into her cunt. Covering it with her moisture mixed with mine.
"Oh god. It would feel so good to have him play with my cunt." I'd never heard her use the word "cunt" before. I watched with my eyes opened wide as she continued to masturbate before me.
"You're watching as he takes me. He fucks me, hard. Pounding his big cock into my cunt," she almost screamed the last as she came on her thrusting hand.
I was fully hard again and wanted to fuck her. Oh how I wanted to fuck my wife at that moment. It was as if the mystery man was there in the room with us.
As I eased my aching cock into her she opened her eyes and looked at me. Confused a little at first and then aware.
"It was almost like he was here wasn't it? Fucking me as you watched. Oh god it was soooo goooood!!!!" and like that, we were both cumming. I'm not sure, in her mind, she was really fucking me.
It was a neighborhood party a month or so later were our lives changed forever. It was a toga party; some idiot's idea of a return to the 70's.
Katie and her friends made togas out of bed sheets. Real nice too. I'd have just wrapped a sheet around myself and gone, but the girls did everything right.
Katie's was a little short, shorter than she usually likes things and, of course, exposed one shoulder. Now that bare shoulder became something of a problem because, as it turned out, Katie didn't have any bras without straps. Don't ask me I don't know anything about bras. So Katie decided she'd go braless, just this once. When we walked out of the house, she was wearing her bed-sheet toga, panties, and shoes. That's it. About as bare as Katie gets.
The party was great fun. I have to hand it to them, the togas were a great idea. The liquor flowed and all the guys were there and after a while I lost track of Katie.
Sometime later Katie grabbed me by the arm and pulled me away from the guys by the bar.
"He's here!!" she whispered urgently.
"Who's here?" I'd had a few and, obviously, so had Katie.
"The 'mystery man!'" she said pointing with her head to her right.
I looked and, sure enough, a guy that looked like a young Tom Selleck, mustache and all, just a little shorter maybe. He was talking to a couple of other people.
"Well shit, he does look like your guy. Have you talked to him?"
"No. NO. ARE YOU CRAZY?" she was whispering pretty loud. My estimate of how much she'd had to drink went up.
"Well, why not? Go ahead say 'hi.' I mean, what the hell, he probably won't fuck you on the dance floor."
She looked at me kinda funny and then over at the guy. "Well OK. I'll talk to him anyway," and with a small punch to my arm, she wondered off.
I watched her out of the corner of my eye as she took a circular route around the room, eventually ending up in the group talking to the guy. I lost track of her after that for a while. When I saw her again she introduced me to her friend.
"This is my husband. You'll never guess this guy's name, honey. Tom. Isn't that incredible?" she said to me. Katie was really enjoying this and was more than a bit drunk.
Later I caught sight of her again. This time she and Tom were dancing so a slow song. The lights had been turned down and they were way in the back of the dance floor. He was holding her close and she had her head resting on his chest. The weren't moving really, just grinding against each other. Even though I'd drank quite a bit by then I got a major hard-on watching them.
It was when the song ended and he kissed her that I almost came in my toga. It was a real passionate kiss and she hugged him tight. I watched fascinated as Tom slipped one hand under the top of the toga and onto Katie's breast. They continued to kiss for a moment while he caressed her and, as the kiss ended, Katie took his wrist and pulled his hand out of her costume. She was smiling up at him though, she certainly wasn't angry.
I tried to keep an eye on them after that but I lost them in the crowd. Later I went looking for them. No, it wasn't like the stories, I didn't find them going at it hot and heavy. In fact, Katie found me.
She was breathless and just a little mussed up. Her face was flushed and she dragged me upstairs and into one of the bedrooms of the large house where the party was being held. As soon as we got in the room, she threw herself at me kissing me passionately and digging under my toga for my cock.
"I really need you to fuck me right now. I'm so damn horny I can't stand it," she was panting with need.
She was hot. I reached under her toga to find her panties dripping wet. It was like they'd just come out of the washing machine. She was soaked through. With her help I had her panties off in a minute and held them dripping in my hand. I slipped my hand back under her toga to find her pussy slopping wet. Her labia were completely open and her clit was a hard nub under my fingers. Just touching her pussy caused her to hump back and forth on my hand and sigh as if she was already being fucked.
"Get ready," I said. "I'll be right back."
She looked at me in some disappointment, but I was out the door before she could say anything.
I walked down the hall just a few feet and the bathroom door opened. Tom, the mystery man, stepped out adjusting his toga.
You know how sometimes, just like that, you make a decision that forever changes your life? And later, for the life of you, you can't quite remember why you did what you did?
"Hi, Tom" I said. "Um ... Katie's in there," I pointed at the door with my head. "She asked me to give you these and bring you back with me." I handed him the sodden panties with my heart pounding in my throat.
Tom looked at the panties and brought them to his nose. After a small sniff he smiled at me, "OK."
I opened the door to the room to see Katie on the bed totally naked with her legs spread and her fingers working on her flowing cunt. She looked up in surprise as Tom followed me into the room.
"Oh Christ," she breathed just above a whisper, her eyes fixed on his face.
Without a word, Tom went to her. They melted into each other's arms, kissing him passionately Katie started to tug at his toga trying to get him as naked as she was.
I sat down in a chair next to the bed. I'm not sure they even knew I was still there.
I watched for the next hour as Tom and Katie fucked. Katie did things I'd never seen or heard her do.
As soon as Tom's cock came into view she was on it with her mouth. Katie's not a prude, as I mentioned, but she'd never gone at my cock like this. It was bigger than mine, longer and definitely bigger around, with hard veins and an uncircumcised head. Katie worshipped that cock. Groaning her need as she licked the entire shaft and kissed and stroked each of his balls. All the while Tom was touching her body. That beautiful body that up until now had been mine alone to enjoy. The body that Katie had only given to me, she now was giving to a stranger while I watched. My cock was so hard I hurt with pleasure.
He stroked her beautiful hanging breasts and ran his hands between her legs to massage her dripping cunt. All the while Katie was groaning and moaning deeply in her throat. She took her mouth off his throbbing cock but continued to stroke him as she looked him in the face.
"You're cock is so beautiful, so hard and wonderful. I don't think I can get enough of it."
My heart broke a little at that, and pre-cum dripped onto my balls.
Katie threw herself on her back and pulled her knees up to her chest completely exposing her cunt. I'd never seem it like this, a dark red, there was visible pussy juice dripping onto the bedspread. Her chest was rising and falling in deep breaths. Her eyes were glazed and fixed as they stared at his face. A sex flush extended over her entire chest.
"Please fuck me, Tom. Please fuck me now." For the first time, she looked over at me. Her expression didn't change as she looked at my face and said, "Please fuck me in front of my husband. Fuck me like I've never been fucked before." Looking back at him she begged, "OH GOD PLEASE FUCK ME NOW!"
The thought rushed through my mind that Katie wasn't on the pill and had no protection. She could easily become pregnant. I could feel my own cum wetting the inside of my toga at the thought of her unprotected womb as I watched Tom's large hot cock slip slowly between the folds of my wife's cunt.
"OHOHOH...THAT'S SO GOOOOD...PLEASE FUCK ME...PLEASE...PLEASE...PLEASE...OH GOD YOUR COCK IS SO BIG...I'VE NEVER...OH GOD...I'VE NEVER...OHFUCKMEFUCKMEFUCKME..."
Tom was pounding his cock into my wife as hard as he could as she yelled out her need. With a loud groan he came inside of her pussy...my pussy...up until then...my pussy...with a scream Katie came with him. She bucked and threw her hips up so hard that she almost bucked him off her. That's not what she wanted and she quickly grabbed him and pulled him into her as far as he could go as they both continued to orgasm. Her entire body was in spasm, like some kind of an attack, as her climax washed through her.
Later she laid with her head on his chest with her back to me. I watched in silence as his cum dripped out of her cunt and soaked the bedspread below them.
I could hear them whispering and giggling but I couldn't make out the words. After a while she turned to look at me. "Tom's going to give me a ride home, honey," she said to me. "You go ahead. I'll be home in awhile."
As I closed the door behind me I could hear her saying, "I love your cock, Tom. Please fuck me again."
I walked into our house. I didn't really know what to think. I'd gotten my wish, I'd seen her fucked by another man. It wasn't quite how I had imaged it.
The inside of my toga was sticking with my dried cum. I had left my jockey shorts in the room with Katie and Tom. There was no denying that I had enjoyed the spectacle. I sat in my favorite chair and had another drink.
I must have dozed off. The phone beside me rang and I noticed that the sun was coming up as I answered it.
"It's me," it was Katie's voice. "I'll be a little later than I thought. I'll see you in a bit," and before I could ask any questions, she was gone.
It was the middle of the afternoon, when the phone rang again.
"Um, I probably won't be home until tomorrow, hon. Don't wait up. I'm OK," she said breathlessly as she started to hang up. Before the line was disconnected I heard her say to someone else, "Oh god that feels..."
The last call was the next day. I answered the phone to hear a breathless Katie, the words almost grunting out of her. "I'm...OK...honey...I...just...oh god...I...need some...more...ooooh...time..." I thought I heard a man's voice in the background before the phone clicked dead in my hand.
It was the next day that Katie finally came home. She walked in wearing the same toga that she'd had on at the party. Her face was a mess, whisker-burned and blood-shot eyes. Her hair was completely tousled, with dried cum stuck in it. She'd lost her shoes somewhere.
"Where have you been?" I asked. "What happened?"
"You want to know what happened? Come here I'll show you."
She sat in the chair and, spreading her legs over the arms of the chair, pulled her toga up exposing her cunt.
I was speechless. I'd never seen anything like this. Her jet-black pussy hair had been completely shaved off. Her labia were swollen to several times their normal size and her hole gapped open showing the bright pink inside. Her clit was visible and visibly throbbing. I couldn't remember ever actually being able to see her clit before now. Long strings of cum were hanging out of her and her legs and abdomen were shinny wet.
Written with magic marker on her inner thigh were the words: "Insert cock here." An arrow was drawn pointing at her cunt.
"He fucked me, honey. He fucked me a lot and I loved it. I love his big cock and how it makes my cunt feel," she was panting as she said the words searching my face. With her finger, she was slowly caressing her cunt.
I was wearing a pair of jockey shorts and Katie watched as my cock hardened making a tent.
She looked me in the face and said, "You really like this don't you? You like it that I'm becoming a slut, don't you?"
I slowly pulled down the front of my shorts showing her my hard red prick.
"Well," she continued. "Then you'll really love this. When Tom was done. When he couldn't fuck me any more, he called some of his friends. His poker buddies he called them, and that's what they did. They poked me. I don't even know how many there were. They just kept taking turns on me. When I called you the last time one of them was fucking me. Another was telling him to hurry up, it was his turn with the slut."
She was watching my face as she said this. Searching for a reaction, wanting to know how I was taking this new revelation. I guess she was satisfied with what she saw.
"I loved it. I loved being their slut. I begged them to fuck me and you know what?" she asked.
My cock was throbbing now, I could feel the cum raising in my prick, it was agony. I was so close and every nerve was vibrating, waiting for her to go on talking.
"They gangbanged me honey. They gangbanged your little school teacher wife," and she spread her pussy lips so I could see even further into her inflamed cunt. "They all fucked me. They used me and I did things I've never done with you."
She continued, now running her thumb over her aroused clit, "I loved being used like that. I loved all those hard cocks. I love being a slut. I'm going to fuck them all again." She was cumming. I could see that as her body bent forward and her eyes half-closed.
"Eat me, honey, eat my well-fucked cunt," and she reached forward to pull my face into her gapping hole.
As my entire face sank into her cunt, I came too. I groaned and shot my cum in the air while Katie watched and I inhaled the strange and wonderful new smell of her.
We were never the same again.
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Katie's Awakening Ch. 2 - Loving Wives
Katie's husband reacts to her "lost weekend."
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I watched my wife, Katie, sitting across from me on the sofa. We were both wearing bathrobes and we were going to talk about the weekend. Katie's missing weekend. She was going to tell me what happened.
I watched her take a deep breath before she started. "Honey, I guess I should just start. You know I enjoyed our fantasies about you watching me with another man? I mean I enjoyed them, but mostly I enjoyed how much you enjoyed them. Does that make sense?"
I answered that it did. I guess she was saying that since it turned me on so much it turned her on, too.
"I was turned on before we left for the party. Wearing that too short toga for one thing, and no bra. I could feel my nipples rubbing against the sheet and I felt really sexy. When we got to the party, I guess I had too much to drink. It really was a lot of fun, the music and everything."
I watched her shift on the couch; sliding one leg under her and giving me a brief glimpse of her still red and angry looking cunt. I wanted to bury my face in it again and suck out any juices I'd missed the first three times. Katie caught me looking between her legs and gave me a small smile.
"I couldn't believe it when I saw Tom. I mean, he looks just like our fantasy guy, don't you think?"
Again, I nodded. There was no sense in denying it.
"It's your fault you know? You've been working on me so long about another guy that looks like Tom Selleck. I was already turned on, and with all I'd had to drink..."
She let the sentence hang. I knew she was looking for me to take some responsibility. "I know Katie, when you pointed him out I couldn't believe how much he fit our fantasies.
That seemed to satisfy her a little. I'd take some responsibility, I guess. She continued, "when I went up to talk to him he looked at me with those brown eyes and smiled with those dimples, I just about melted. He didn't flirt exactly. It's hard to describe. He just took over. It was like the party disappeared around me and I could only think about him and those eyes."
She was looking at me so earnestly. I could see her searching my face to make sure I understood.
"I felt like I didn't have a choice really. I didn't want a choice if you want the truth. We talked and he got me drinks. We laughed and he touched me whenever he wanted. I didn't even try to stop him."
She was looking down at her toes now. Embarrassed as she said the last part softly again, "I didn't even try to stop him."
"We dance too. Oh, honey he's a great dancer. When a slow dance started he held me close and whispered in my ear. I could feel his erection pressing against me. He was so hard and big and I pressed back. I wanted to feel that cock."
"What did he whisper?" I asked. I actually had to ask twice because almost no sound came out the first time. I was getting a bit of a hard-on myself.
Katie looked up at me and smiled a little. "He talked really dirty, honey. He did right from the moment I said 'hello' to him. He whispered that he wanted to eat my creamy cunt. That he wanted to kiss and suck my nipples until the pleasure overcame me. That he was going to fuck me all night long with his big prick."
Her eyes were glossy as she spoke. I could see that she had left me momentarily and was back on the dance floor feeling his erection against her as he told her he was going to fuck her.
"Did you let him touch you on the dance floor?" I asked.
"Yes. He slid his hand inside my toga and played with my breast while we danced. He pinched my nipple and squeezed me. It felt really good, and naughty. Anybody could have seen him playing with me. He kissed me, too. More than once actually. He's a great kisser."
"Show me," I said.
"Show you?" Katie was confused.
"Yes. Show me how he touched her breast."
Katie saw what I meant now. She slowly pulled her robe apart exposing her left breast. Running her hand up her belly, she first settled the palm of her hand on the bottom swell. She lifted her tit gently, feeling its weight in her hand. Next, she ran her hand over the side of her breast with her fingers just touching the nipple.
As her nipple hardened Katie squeezed her breast hard with her fingers, harder than I'd ever squeezed her. She kneaded her breast several times. Pumping the flesh between her fingers and the palm of her hand. As her nipple became erect she suddenly dropped her breast and grabbing her nipple between her thumb and forefinger pinched herself. Hard. Hard enough that she moaned. As she twisted her own nipple, turning her thumb and forefinger as she did so that they were opposite the positions they started in, she dropped her head onto her chest and groaned.
"Oh, honey. That's how he did it. That's how he played with my tit. Oh, honey he was so good at it." She suddenly raised her head and stared directly into my eyes. "I was creaming myself, honey. I was creaming my panties while he played with my tit and kissed me with those fabulous lips."
I was more than a little hard by now. She didn't stop playing with her tit as she continued. She was sitting on the couch with her legs under her ideally stroking and pinching her breast as she talked.
"He wanted to fuck me, honey. He was ready and so was I. But I couldn't do it. He wanted to go upstairs to one of the bedrooms. Said he was going upstairs to the bathroom and I should meet him. I couldn't do it. That's when I found you. The upstairs idea sounded pretty good and I really wanted to be fucked. I'd been working up to it for hours and I was never so horny in my life."
Katie's other hand was now lightly stoking her pussy. She really hadn't adjusted herself much; she had just started to lightly run her hand down between her thighs. Down and up, down and up. Not trying to penetrate or anything, just playing. Lightly brushing her clit. The hand at her tit was still at work, milking her nipple.
"I couldn't believe it when you left the room. I didn't know where you were going. I've never been so turned on. Your hand had been between my legs, rubbing my pussy, I was close to cumming on your hand, and you left." She was looking at me in wonder. I was wondering myself. I still don't know why I did it.
"I decided to get myself ready for you. I wasn't going to waste any time. When you came back, I was going to get fucked, so I took off the rest of my outfit. You'd already taken my panties. I lay down on the bed and I started to play with myself. I wasn't going to cum, although I could have in a second. I was just going to be ready for you."
The hand between her legs had gotten busier and she shifted a little to give her fingers more room to work. I could see her fingers sinking a little into her cunt on the way down and spreading pussy juice on her clit on the way back up.
"When you walked in with Tom you took my breath away. For a moment, everything went black, and then he was kissing me and I was kissing him back. He was touching my naked body and I wanted him naked too. I wanted his hard cock. I'd felt it against me all night and now I was seeing it for the first time. It was exquisite. Big and hard. Longer than yours and bigger around too."
She looked at me when she said that, the first two fingers of her hand sliding into her hole. "His cock is so beautiful, honey. I wanted to taste it right away. I wanted to worship his gorgeous prick with my mouth and make it mine. Do you know what I mean, honey? Do you?"
My heart was breaking again. That incredible pain/pleasure that I'd been experiencing for days. Yes, I knew what she meant. I'd watched as she done things with Tom's prick that she'd never done with mine. I'd watched her worship and suck that hard cock. Cooing to it and rubbing it all over her face and breasts.
"When he eased that big cock inside of me the feeling was like nothing I'd ever felt before. I know I begged him to fuck me. I was so ready. My cunt was aching, honey."
She stopped to look at me. Her hands quiet for just a moment. "I'm sorry I hurt you, honey. I'm sorry you had to see me beg for another man's prick. But I needed it so badly."
She reached out a hand to me while she said that, her fingers coated with her pussy juice. My cock was hard and throbbing against my belly remembering the scene. Remembering her begging Tom to fuck her. Telling him of her need.
She undid the belt on my robe with her slippery fingers and my cock sprang free, hard and bobbing at the sudden release.
"Oh, honey. You liked seeing me beg for his cock, didn't you?" she asked.
I could only swallow and nod. Her fingers quickly returned to their business between her thighs.
"He fucked me really well, honey. I loved his hard prick inside of me and when we had both cum, I didn't want to finish. I wanted more of him."
"After you left. Oh, honey I'm sorry about that, also. But I wanted to be alone with him. I wanted more of that cock! After you left, I tried to get him to fuck me again. But he said we should go to his place. It wasn't far and if we stayed where we were somebody could walk in on us. It made sense, so we got dressed and sneaked out of the house."
Her eyes were half-closed as she talked. Her hands still busy on her tit and cunt.
"I felt like such a slut, honey. Tom kept telling me I was a slut. He told me that I was his slut because he could do anything he wanted to with me and that I'd let him."
"Christ, honey," her eye flew open and she looked right at me, and than down to my erect cock. "He'd just fucked me in front of my husband. You had to watch your wife get fucked right in front of you!" She was watching my cock throb as she said it. "I'd just begged him to fuck me again, and I'd said I'd do anything he wanted me to do if he'd just fuck me again."
"His car was one of those little sports things. A Porsche I think. In the car, right out in front of the house, he started kissing me again and running his hands over my body. I begged him to fuck me again, honey. I begged him to fuck me right away. Instead, he slipped my toga off my shoulders and all the way off me. He stripped me naked in his car right in front of the house. I didn't care. He could do anything he wanted to me."
" We drove to his house slowly. He had me put my feet up on the dash and lean the seat back. I was totally exposed to every other car on the road because we were so low. He drove by each car and truck slowly so that people could get a good look at me."
"We pulled up to this stop light. I think he'd purposely slowed so that we'd hit the red light. A car full of teenage boys pulled up next to us and when they saw me they started hooting and hollering. They rolled their windows down and yelled for me to come join them and how well they'd fuck me. I looked up at them and they were all big eyes, their mouths wide as they yelled. I was suddenly afraid that I might know one of them from school. I didn't recognize any of them."
She stopped what she was doing and looked at me again. "Honey, I got even more turned on knowing that I might know them. How sick is that?"
Putting her hands back to work she continued, "Tom told me to play with myself for them, so I did. I did just what I'm doing now, honey. I played with my tit and stroked my cunt. I was so wet that I was dripping onto the floor of the car. The boys were going nuts. They tried to follow us once the light turned green, but of course they had no chance."
"Tom parked on the street in front of his apartment building and made me walk into the building naked. I felt so horny, honey. I was walking naked across the grass of this apartment house. Anybody could have seen me. Any car driving by...when we got to the door he kissed me and turned me around to face the street. I turned my head to kiss him while he ran his hands up and down my body."
Katie was stroking herself with real purpose now. Her fingers sliding well into her cunt before pulling out to continue spreading her cunt juice.
She looked up at me, a worried look on her face. "Honey, are you sure you want to hear this?" She looked down at my hand wrapped around the hard shaft of my cock. I was slowly stroking myself, trying not to cum. I can only image what I must have looked like when her eyes returned to my face. I image that my mouth was open and that my eyes were a little glazed. She smiled and said, "I guess you DO want to hear this." I just nodded and continued to stroke my cock.
"When we got inside Tom disappeared for a minute. I called you to say I'd be home later, sat on the big leather couch in his apartment, and played with myself. I was so turned on. Cunt juice was running out of me. I wanted to fuck, I needed to fuck."
"Tom made a quick telephone call from the kitchen. I couldn't hear what he said, and I didn't care, I just wanted him back with me. Soon he was on the couch, kissing me and stroking my body. I went down on him again, honey. His cock was hard and sticky. I guess from fucking me earlier. I didn't care. I licked it off him and took him as far down my throat as I could."
"Soon he had me on my back and was running the head of his cock along the crack of my cunt. First getting the head wet and then rubbing it over my clit. I was going crazy, begging him to fuck me. To put that beautiful cock inside of me. He kept asking me if I was his slut. Oh honey, I said I was. I said I was his slut and I'd do anything, anything at all if he'd just fuck me. Oh, honey I'm so ashamed. I was almost in tears from wanting his cock inside of me. Finally, he did it. He started to slide his cock inside of my way over-heated cunt. It felt so good, so wonderful. I must have screamed in pleasure."
I wanted to come. I was holding my cock trying not to cum all over myself. Katie was almost in a trance as she described the fucking Tom had given her.
"He was fucking me so good, honey. It was so wonderful. After he came inside of me, I heard another man's voice asking if it was his turn with the slut. I hadn't even heard them come in, five guys, all gathered around watching us fuck. I don't know how long they'd even been there, honey. I'd been so involved in what Tom was doing to me. They all fucked me, honey. Oh god, as soon as Tom pulled out one of the guys shoved his cock inside of me. Just like that he was humping me, fucking me hard. Another guy stuck his cock in my face and I started to suck him. They were talking about me, honey. Saying things like 'look at that bitch suck cock' and 'where did you find the slut, Tom?'"
Her hand was a blur on her pussy. The first two fingers rubbing her clit so fast that I couldn't see the individual fingers. The hand on her breast had squeezed it almost flat, milking herself.
"They all fucked me, honey. They fucked me all night taking turns. They called me every name they could think of." She looked at me now, her eyes almost blazing. "They called me a slut and I was. I loved it. When they stopped for a minute, I begged for someone to fuck me. I told them that if they were too tired to go get those teenagers, I'd fuck them. I was out of my mind, honey."
She stopped for a minute. Her fingers quiet on her clit.
"Oh honey, I called you just as Tom was sliding his cock back inside of me. My cunt was still so hot. I'd been pleading with him to fuck me again. He said he would if I called you first. I was just finishing as he shoved his cock inside of me. I was a mess already by that time. I was naked, going from guy to guy trying to get them to fuck me. Sucking their cocks, rubbing my body all over them. One of the guys wrote on my thigh, 'Insert cock here' with the arrow. I showed it to all of them, pleading with them to fuck me."
"We slept for awhile and I showered once. We ate some, but I really don't remember much about that. I just remember the sex. It was so raw. It was the next afternoon that the most incredible thing happened. I was on top of Tom, fucking his fabulous cock while kissing his face. One of the guys gave me the telephone and Tom told me to call you again. You had just answered when one of the guys put something greasy on my asshole. My asshole, honey! I'd never done anything with my asshole! As I tried to talk to you he was sliding his cock into my ass. Tom was fucking my pussy honey, and this guy was pushing his hard-on into my asshole. I tried to control myself. I'm sorry that you had to hear that. But it felt so good. Both cocks in me at the same time, OHOHHONEY...IT FELT SO GOOOOOD...I COULD HEAR YOU BREATHING ON THE PHONE AND THEY WERE BOTH FUCKING ME AT THE SAME TIME... OHGODHONEY... I'MCUUUUUUMING..."
Just like that we both came. We'd both been masturbating for so long while Katie told her story that it's a wonder we'd held off so long. Katie was screaming as her fingers flew on her clit. I came so hard that cum landed on my chin.
We calmed down after that. We sat there looking at each other, panting. Katie's cunt was a mess, red and wet. I could see her red finger marks on her tit. We looked at each other and laughed. Just a little at first, but soon we were laughing so hard that we were both crying.
When we had stopped and wiped the tears. Katie turned to look at me all serious again. "Honey, there's one more thing."
I couldn't image what that one more thing could be. Hadn't I heard enough? What else could there be?
"Honey, I think I'm pregnant."
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Katie's Awakening: Prologue - Loving Wives
Wife tells what led to her "lost weekend."
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I've always had a thing for Tom Selleck. When I was a girl I'd watch Magnum P.I. and afterwards I'd lie in bed fantasying about being kissed by him. I didn't masturbate; well I did later, but not then. I was far too romantic at that age. I just wanted him to look longingly into my eyes and tell me how special I was before he kissed me sweetly on the lips. When I got older, I dreamed about him fucking me.
My name is Katie and if you've read what my husband had to say about my "awakening" you know that I'm 29 years old and teach school. I have very dark hair and I'm about 5'5" with a 34c-24-34 figure. There's not much else to say about that. He's sweet to think I'm pretty, but I really don't do much about it. I don't show off my figure much and I don't usually wear makeup.
I do like sex however. I actually like sex quite a lot. As he says, I'm no prude. I enjoy my husband's hard prick and I actually like giving head. I even have some fantasies that he doesn't know about.
We tried for several years to have a baby. That's really the kind of woman I am. Husband, baby, nice home, job as a teacher, Sunday School and church. Prim and proper except with my husband in bed. Only, no baby. I was crushed at first with the news that his sperm count was too low to conceive. Actually, I don't know if I ever got over it. I told myself that that was the way it was and to go on with my life. It wasn't his fault, it was nobody's fault, I tried not to think about it.
Our sex life fell off after I learned about the low sperm count. I tried, I really did. I wanted us to be happy, and I wanted him to know that I was still in love with him. When he suggested the fantasies and the role-playing, I went along gladly. I wanted to put some spark back; I was as desperate for ideas as he was. We'd always been very close to each other and I wanted that feeling back so badly.
I was very excited when he brought up the fantasy of me making love to another man while he watched. I would never consider actually doing it, of course, at first. The more he used that particular fantasy, and the more I saw how it excited him, the more the possibility of actually doing it became to me. I had had an experience, while I was in college that I had never shared with him.
It was my senior year, not long before we married. I was at a party in a large house rented by a bunch of guys that I knew. There were a lot of people at the party; the house was so full that most of the party had spilled outside.
I went into the house to the use the bathroom, not because I really had to go but just to take a break from all the noise. The bathroom on the ground floor was occupied so I went up the stairs to the second floor.
As I reached the top of the stairs I heard a noise coming from one of the bedrooms; it sounded like a girl whimpering. I crept to the door, which was opened only a crack, and peeked in. What I saw was amazing!! It was Lynn, a small blonde that I knew only by sight. She was naked on the bed surrounded by 3 of the black members of the school's football team and 2 of the white members, huge football players, also naked. One of the guys was fucking Lynn from behind while she sucked on another's black cock.
I'd never seen a sight like this. The guys were all cheering her on and she was sucking on that cock with real enthusiasm while making that whimpering noise I had heard.
When the guy fucking her from behind came inside of her she briefly took the cock out of her mouth and let out a loud moan of pleasure. When the cock was pulled out of her pussy another quickly took its place.
The sight of this, so unexpected, went right to my belly. I stood in the doorway for a long time watching these football players taking this slight young blonde girl. I know I was panting and I couldn't tear my eyes away. She was being watched while having sex!!
Finally, the most remarkable thing happened. One of the white guys laid down flat on his back on the bed and the others lifted the girl and impaled her on his cock. All the while they were talking to each other about what a fine hot bitch she was while squeezing her tits or running their hands over her cunt.
When the white cock was fully into her she leaned forward to kiss the guy she was fucking. One of the black guys walked up behind her ass, his cock hard and bobbing as he walked. He put his fingers into a jar of Vaseline and smeared a big glob right on her puckered anus.
As soon as that was done, he was on the bed running the head of his cock up the crack of her ass and slowly easing it into her.
Lynn's head came up and a shriek filled the air. "AHHHHHH….MY ASS…."
When his cock was full inserted they both started to fuck her, one in her ass and one in her cunt. Lynn was going completely crazy now.
"OHOHOHOHOHGOD….YOU'RE BOTH FUCKING MEEEEE….. OHOHOHGOD….. ITS SOOOOO GOOOOOD…. TWO COCKS…. OHPLEASE …. OHPLEASE… FUCK ME HARDEEEEEEEERRRRRRR…"
I watched in amazement as both sets of balls contracted and the guys shot their cum up inside her holes at the same time.
"I CAN FEEL YOU BOTH CUMMMMMMING INSIDE ME….. OH FILLED ME UP… .OOOOOH I'M CUMMING TOOOOOOO….."
I heard a noise on the stairs behind me and, tearing my attention away from the scene in front of me, rushed into the upstairs bathroom and slid the bolt home as quietly as I could. A moment later the knob turned as someone tried the door.
"In a minute," I said. I could hear the footsteps of whoever it was turn and walk away.
I leaned against the sink to try to catch my breath, which was whistling in and out of me in big gulps. A moment later I decided I might as well use the bathroom since I was there, and I didn't want to leave before that door was fully closed.
I lowered my jeans and panties and sat on the toilet. As I lowered my panties, I was greeted by the most astounding sight. My panties were completely soaked with long ropes of pussy juice hanging from my cunt to my panties. I reached between my legs to feel my pussy and was shocked to find my cunt gaping open and flowing with my excitement. I knew the sights had excited me but I didn't realize how turned on I was.
I started to stroke my erect clit with the first two fingers of my right hand. That's how I masturbate, I stroke my clit in circles with those two fingers. I couldn't get the sight of Lynn being fucked in the ass out of my mind. With my left hand I reached behind me to feel my own asshole. I felt so dirty doing that but I had never thought of my ass as being a turn-on before.
It felt good, I was surprised. I reached a little further and, wetting the index finger of my left hand with the flow from my cunt, I slowly inserted the finger into my ass. All the while stroking my clit the way I really liked.
The feeling was intense and almost immediately I was cumming. The finger I had planted in my asshole felt so good and so dirty that I exploded into orgasm. I could only picture Lynn with both cocks in her and all those guys watching her while I came.
After I calmed down and wiped my pussy as dry as possible I carefully washed my hands, twice. I'd had my finger in my own asshole!! I was suddenly ashamed of what I had done and what I had seen. But there was no denying how it had excited me.
I thought about that scene a lot. I fantasized about and even masturbated to the idea of being Lynn as the two men took her at the same time. I was confused by my feelings and I tried very hard to deny them. But the sheer sensuality overcame me and, in spite of my denial, the fantasies would not stop.
It was a month or so later that I was studying in the campus library. I was wearing a school sweatshirt, 2 sizes too big for me, no bra and just a pair of jeans. I felt the table shake slightly as someone sat down in the chair opposite me. I looked up and my eyes must have opened in surprise to see that it was Lynn. We smiled at each other and she asked if the seat was taken. I, of course said no and we both bent to our work.
I was distracted by her presence, of course. I would peek at her from time to time from the corner of my eye. She caught me looking one time and smiling said, "I'm going for some coffee. Would you like some?"
"Sure," I answered. "Wait, I'll go with you. I need to stretch anyway."
We walked out of the library and over to Union, which was next door. As we got our coffee, we ideally chatted; girl-talk. We sat in the Union talking and laughing and getting to know each other for some time. When it was finally time to leave I felt like I knew her a lot better. I liked her.
Lynn offered me a ride home and I accepted. When we got to the house I was sharing I invited her in. None of my roommates were home and I offered Lynn a beer. We sat on the couch together and continued talking.
It was after about the third beer that it happened. I felt that I had to be honest with her and I told her that I'd seen her that night at the party. Her hand flew to her mouth and her eyes opened wide. "You did?" She was shocked. "Oh no. How could you not say anything? How could you just watch?"
I was mortified. Words wouldn't come and in frustration I ran into the kitchen. As I looked out the window above the kitchen sink, my arms across my chest, I felt tears wetting my face. I was so ashamed. I'd watched her getting gangbanged and I'd just confessed it.
As I stood there, I heard her come up behind me. I didn't want to look at her, but I felt her hand stroke my hair.
"I knew you were watching that night," I heard her say.
I whirled around to look at her.
She was smiling, still stroking my hair. "I saw you outside the door. It turned me on to be watched. It made it even hotter for me."
With that she leaned forward and kissed me. On the lips! No asking, no working up to it, she just kissed me. Softly, running her tongue lightly over my mouth.
I'd never been kissed by another girl before. I'd never thought about it and this was so unexpected that I just stood there while she continued to kiss me. First my mouth and then my cheeks and throat. All the while stoking my hair and softly pulling my head into hers.
I couldn't help myself. I'd fantasized about what I'd seen Lynn do so many times that I just moaned and kissed her back. It was completely different from kissing a guy. Softer and more erotic.
Lynn ran her hands up under my sweatshirt to my breasts and my breath caught in my throat as I felt her touch me. She softly stroked my breasts, lifting them gently as if to test their weight, and running her thumb lightly over my aroused nipples. I kissed her more passionately, groaning my approval.
We made our way to the bedroom kissing and undressing each other as we went. On the bed she kissed and licked her way down from my mouth. First to my nipples, taking each one in her mouth in turn, she sucked and lightly bit each of them.
When she reached my pussy, I felt the flood flowing out of me to meet her sweet mouth. She licked and sucked my erect clit until I was on the very verge of cumming. I was almost there when she stuck her index finger into my pussy and started to fuck me with it. I exploded in orgasm when she eased her middle finger into my ass and pumped both my pussy and ass at the same time.
The feeling was incredible. Fingers in both holes rubbing against each other through that slight membrane while my clit was being so sweetly caressed by her tongue.
When my orgasm had passed, I returned the favor. For the first, and so far only, time in my life I made love to another women. I kissed her as she had kissed me. I played with her tits and made love to her nipples until they were so erect that they must have ached.
When I reached her blonde pussy, I did the same things to her that she had done for me. I inhaled the wonderful aroma of a fully aroused cunt as I greedily sucked up her flowing liquid. I licked and sucked her clit until finally, just before she came, I shoved fingers in both her pussy and her asshole.
With a loud groan, Lynn came in my mouth. Her belly heaving from the pleasure that ran through her body. I continued to softly suckle her clit until, with a deep sigh, she signaled that she had calmed down.
Lynn and I never made love again, but we're good friends. She lives in another town now, married with four kids. We talk on the telephone several times a year and visit each other whenever we can.
As I sat on the couch looking at my husband, I wondered how much to tell him. Should I tell him about Lynn's gangbang? More importantly, should I tell him that the guy who was fucking her in the pussy while the black football player fucked her in the ass was named Tom, and he looked a lot like Tom Selleck?
When my husband started the fantasy of me being fucked by a stranger while he watched I could only think of Lynn and the football players.
It was incredible how the fantasy excited him. I was careful not to let him know how much it excited me. I acted like I was just going along to please him, but inside I was way ahead.
I was ashamed of my feelings. In public I dress and act very conservatively. The good school teacher. Inside I wanted to be Lynn with the football players.
Now here I was sitting on the couch in my own living room. I'd been missing for a couple of days and I was trying to tell me husband what had happened and why. I didn't know if I should tell him everything or not. He knew quite a lot of course. I'd just finished cumming not long before while he sucked the loads of a number of other guys out of my pussy.
I love my husband. He means the world to me and yet he'd actually watched me fuck Tom. I suppose that's where the truth needed to start.
To Be Continued...
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