This story is not all my own work. Joyce (not her real name) who I met online has contributed ideas and words and made this entire story different from others I've written. I owe her a lot.
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The next morning Joyce can't wait to discuss what happened in the pub and what was said. They're having breakfast in the conservatory.
"There were other blokes at the bar and I could see they were curious." He tells her.
"Maybe another time you could show them the naked pictures of me masturbating. Showing myself last night was so exciting. I expect the two guys on your table wanted to fuck me."
"They did indeed. The wig and mask was a good idea otherwise you'd be getting propositioned at the local shop." George can see the effect their discussion is having. She's still in her nightie and dressing gown. He kisses her and helps her out of the dressing gown. She never wears panties in bed and is naked below the waist.
"Tell me more about what they said as you fuck me." She asks, laying on the carpet and opening her legs.
Joyce is fascinated by the comments George relays from his mates in the pub. She had just started flirting with Pete but quickly fell in love with exposing herself. Keeping it secret from George had added to the thrill but now her husband was showing her to other men it seemed even more kinky. She's heard about husbands who encourage their wives to go with other men. She feels so lucky to have a hubby who falls into that category. She now has a marriage with an unusual kink where she is able to indulge her desires with the full approval of her darling husband. This change is remarkable when until a few days ago the couple had completely stopped any sexual intimacy. Now they are both in such an aroused state that they have been fucking every night.
The meeting with Pete is due to take place on Friday in two day's time. They are cuddling in bed, aroused as usual.
"George, I hope you don't mind but I'd like to save myself for Pete tonight and tomorrow night. I want my pussy to be clean and fresh for his cock. You don't mind do you sweetie?"
"That's fine darling, I understand perfectly. Can I masturbate for you instead whilst you tell me about your feelings for Pete?" Strangely George doesn't mind at all. To him it seems fitting. He's learning about himself.
"I'd like that sweetie. You like me telling you about Pete. Did you imagine me seeing other men when you were pulling your penis all those times in bed with me?"
George flushes. "Sorry darling, I always believed you were sleeping. Yes, I was thinking of you. Imagining you with other men. Did it annoy you?" He pulls back the bedclothes and shows he is stroking his cock.
"It did at first but I understood you needed relief. After a time I found it arousing. Particularly after I'd taken a glance at your browser history. Keep stroking my darling, imagine what I'm getting up to on Friday. I think I'll shave my pubes for him. I'm sure he'll like that. I can't wait to feel him inside my married pussy. I keep looking at the pictures he sent me. You liked them too didn't you? Do you want to watch us?
George is increasing the pace. Joyce can tell he's not far from spurting.
"It would be so nice to see you take hold of his cock and put it inside me."
George ejaculates all over Joyce's breasts. Her kinky comment is so outrageous it made him spurt. He couldn't imagine himself doing any such thing.
"You're so naughty dear! Where did that last comment come from?"
"I've been reading one or two of the stories you like. It's amazing what people get up to isn't it? Now lick your cum off my tits like a good boy."
He is happy to clean her. He's never tasted semen before but it's not unpleasant. Idly he wonders if Pete's tastes the same. His penis stirs and his face reddens.
"I need your tongue now sweetie." Joyce says pushing his head down.
He likes the new confident Joyce and maneuvers down the bed. She's soon moaning and doesn't take long to orgasm.
Thursday night Joyce has an idea.
"George? I've read about something called facesitting. Do you mind if we try it? It's okay if you don't fancy it. In return a blowjob is on the cards."
George is going to say no but he can't resist Joyce's offer in return. He lays on his back on the bed with a pillow under his head. Joyce slips out of her panties and kneels with her knees either side of George's head.
"Are you ready darling?"
George's view is exciting. "Yes, fire away." He was dubious about what he would get out of it. It feels strange but he quite likes giving control to Joyce. "Take a deep breath," she instructs. She slowly lowers herself onto his face. His nose enters her and her weight cuts off his breathing. He relaxes allowing her to take the decisions. He trusts her and being submissive like this turns him on. Joyce wriggles about then lifts up a little allowing him maneuverability.
"Lick me sweetie."
George always did enjoy oral. It's different from this angle and even more exciting. Joyce finds taking charge has made her juices flow. She is enjoying this experimentation. It feels good being on top. George is putting his tongue to good use. He's such a sweet man. She settles down again and his longish nose penetrates her. She feels like a swan sitting on her eggs. It's heaven. She's facing his feet and can see his cock straining and throbbing. As big as it's ever been. She eases up again raising her bottom higher this time. Throwing her upper body forward she places her hands either side of his hips and dips her head to engulf his manhood. He sighs, a gesture of delight. He's never had a blow job in his life. They both begin to giggle, the sheer novelty of this coupling thrilling them into a fit of the giggles.
"Is this a 69 position?" George says. Joyce breaks off sucking for a moment. "Sort of" she says. "Why don't we lay on our sides."
It's something they've never attempted before. They get into position, heads to crotches. Before he dives in George says; "I'll bet you'll give Pete a blow job won't you dear?"
Joyce pauses and detaches her mouth from his member. "Of course I will darling. Why do you think I've offered to practice on you?" Her comment only arouses him further.
"Ah, you had it all planned." He laughs and begins to lick her again. Then after a few minutes of 69 he has a thought. "I want you to learn the proper way. I don't want Pete to be disappointed. Kneel down on the floor for me."
They detach themselves. He sits with legs apart on the bed edge. She shuffles forward and grips his cock firmly in her right hand.
"Is this how you want me to suck him?"
"Yes that's it. Open wide. He's probably bigger than me." She starts to move her head forward to start to suck looking up with a mischievous grin.
"No probably about it."
He's thinking about tomorrow as she sucks him to completion.
George is so happy with his blow job he insists on another bout of facesitting to bring his wife to orgasm. Joyce notes that his penis rises from it's flaccid state deciding that she will try it again sometime.
On Friday Pete is coming to the house at 10am so they are up early. George helps her shower and dress. She's bought a new dress and new underwear for the occasion. It's years since she wore stockings and he takes pleasure in tying them to the new suspender belt. The sexy thong panties go on over the top.
"He'll want me to keep my stockings on when he's fucking me." Joyce says. "And my heels." She smiles, she knows George is enjoying the preparation as much as she is.
Their plan is for George to arrive at the house shortly after Pete gets there. Joyce wants a few minutes with him on her own.
"We don't know how he will react to finding out I'm his friend's wife. It'll be nice to start the kissing and cuddling before you get here darling. You don't mind do you?"
George gets into his car and drives away. He's quite wound up and drives out into the country, in two minds. What if she falls in love with Pete and leaves him? He realises that Joyce is an independent woman. If she meets anyone and falls for them it's her right to walk out and leave him. He's always known that. He parks in a lay-by on a country road and waits. Joyce was putting on bright red lipstick as he left the house, unfastening the first two buttons on the front of her dress. She's an absolute stunner, her face glowing, looking ten years younger in the new dress. Pete will be bowled over he thinks.
Things don't always go to plan. Back at the house Joyce is just making herself a cup of tea to steady her nerves when she hears the doorbell. It's 9.30am. Who the hell? Cursing she walks through from the kitchen hoping it's no one she knows and opens the door.
She recognises Pete from his photos and relaxes, blushing prettily.
"Garth, please come in dear. I'm so pleased to meet you at last."
Once inside Pete hugs her, lifting her off her feet. Their lips collide and tongues are in each others mouths.
"Let's fuck first, we can chat later." Joyce says. "Follow me upstairs." Pete, showing off, picks her up in his arms as if she weighs nothing at all and heads for the stairs. Joyce loves being in his arms, her panties are already soaked. He deposits her carefully on the bed and they both strip off flinging clothing this way and that. She takes in his naked torso and it's all she was hoping for and more. He's got a six pack and his brawny arms and thick thighs fuel her lust for him. 'What a hunk' she thinks as she lays on her back with her legs open in nothing but her stockings and heels. He bends to lick her pussy but she holds both hands up to stop him.
"I want you inside me now." She can't wait to feel his cock go in. She's wanted this for ages.
For a split second he pauses looking down at her in admiration then he slides in up to the hilt.
"You're fuckin' beautiful," he says pausing again then begins working his manhood furiously in and out like a man possessed. Joyce's first orgasm hits her almost as soon as his words are out.
"Harder my love, I like it rough." He increases the speed of his thrusting making a slapping noise as their bodies hit together. It's as if they only have a few precious minutes. Other orgasms follow from the first and she's making mewling noises almost from the beginning. Her moans get louder. She's not often been multiorgasmic but this is so special. Pete is excited at her response and can't hold back. His balls tense and he blasts his seed into her. Joyce vaguely catches the sound of a car door slamming. She knows it's George arriving. He's missed the main event.
George parks in the drive behind Pete's brand new BMW convertible. He's put the top down of course. He expects to find them in the living room or the kitchen but there's no sign.
