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Alanas Friend Mitch

Alanas Friend Mitch

by petewilcox
20 min read
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This story is about a hotwife being shared with other men. If you don't appreciate stories about sharing wives, please don't read. I would like to thank Kenjisato for his great work of proofreading and his suggestions.

Alana's Friend Mitch

( If you haven't read any of my stories that chronicle my wife Alana's adventures with other men, let me introduce us. We were originally from Oregon, but moved to Arizona shortly after we got back together from our separation.)

My name is Pete, I own a small manufacturing company that employs twenty-six people. At the time of this adventure, I was forty years old. My wife Alana is three years younger at thirty-seven. I am a very average guy, five-foot-nine tall, one hundred and ninety pounds, I think I'm okay looking, my wife says I am good looking.

Alana is five-foot-eight, one hundred and thirty five pounds. She has fairly long brown hair. Her tits are a nice, firm C-cup, sitting high and proud on her thirty-six inch chest. She still has a firm ass, with long, well-shaped, really sexy legs. When she is wearing a dress or shorts, men and it seems a lot of women, tell her how nice her legs are.

I have always thought my wife Alana is way out of my league. I never get second looks, or hit on by women, whereas my wife is always being admired by men, and if she gives them a second look at all, they will try and flirt with her.

A little more background on us. I was Alana's first, she gave me her virginity. We married young. Less than a year later, when Alana was still eighteen, she was working as a waitress in a cafe. Anyway; every day, John, who was a tall, handsome, muscular twenty-eight-year-old, experienced player, went to lunch at that cafe. He had been working his charms on her for well over a month.

One day, after he had eaten lunch at the counter, when she brought him his bill, he quietly told her that just looking at her legs as she walked, had given him a hard-on. Then he stood up. He was wearing thin pants with no underwear.

Naturally she looked, and she could clearly see the outline of his cock--and it was huge.

After that, she couldn't stop thinking about his desire for her, and that huge cock she had seen in his pants. She had even started fantasizing that it was him fucking her with that big cock, whenever we made love. One of those nights, was one of the few times I had ever made her climax from fucking; foolishly, I was proud of myself.

Alana told me later, after we had gotten back together, that she had wanted this other man so badly, but she just couldn't cheat on me. So, she asked me for a divorce.

I was shocked, I had no clue, I thought we were happily married. We separated, and two days later, she was fucking John. Alana broke it off with him, after five weeks of fucking him every chance she had. She asked me if we could get back together. I told her I had to know everything about what happened during our separation.

One of the things she told me, was that the only good qualities of her lover, John, was that he had a huge cock, and he really knew how to fuck her, but he was a creep. He had even bragged to her; that before he had started eating at the cafe where she worked, he had seen her in a bikini, sunbathing at the swimming pool at the country club.

That was when he decided he was going to fuck her. He had asked the waitress what Alana's name was, and where she worked, so he could start his seduction of my naive wife. (Interestingly, that waitress was Alana's friend who had gotten her into the country club, that day.)

We did get back together, but to get over my hurt and anger, I had to sexualize her actions as just a young girl following her instinct to mate with a well hung-man. I do believe that my wife's experience and my sense of my own inadequacies, was the source of my desire to watch her be pleasured by, and to pleasure other men.

(Since we have gotten back together, I have watched her with many other men, it seems she has an uncanny ability to pick out the more well endowed guys. Alana swears she is not a size queen, she just likes how a big cock looks, and how good they feel in her hand, in her mouth, and especially in her pussy.)

I had had very little experience, only a single drunken one-night stand, before I took Alana's virginity. Together she and I learned to fuck. But l would have to thank John, the man who seduced her; and took my almost virginal, naive bride away from me, for teaching her how to be a great piece of ass for any man.

He fucked her so good, she really wanted to please him. He taught her to be aggressive, and to fuck her lover hard, thrusting her pussy onto her lover's cock, and being very active while fucking, He also got her to be more vocal, getting her to tell her lover to fuck her hard and to cum in her cunt, and loudly to express her pleasure, especially during her orgasms.

When I had first taught Alana to suck my cock, she was a natural, she was very good. But another one of Alana's lovers, Tom, who was her first bull, taught her even more about sucking his cock, and with lots of practice, she became an absolute expert at sucking cock.

(Alana's pussy appears as just a little slit, until she becomes aroused; the more aroused she is, the more her lips puff up; and open. She has naturally always had a very tight pussy, then after having children, she has constantly exercised her pelvic muscles, and her pussy shrank back to its petite size, and she is still extremely tight, even for my dick. Her lovers have all told me, her, or both of us, how good she is at sucking cock, how tight she is, and what a great piece of ass she is. Those comments are really good for her ego, and make me very proud of her.)

After we got back together, she had a few adventures, then we took a break, and had a couple of children, when the children reached school age, I helped Alana get started with Tom again, and she had some more adventures.

One summer, for the family vacation, my wife, kids, and I went back to Oregon for a couple of weeks so that both sets of grandparents could visit with our kids. I got a hold of some friends of ours, John and Lynn; John has a home-buiding construction company. I asked them if they would like to take a few days and go to Bandon, a resort town about two hours away on the shore of the Pacific Ocean. There was a great golf course, which was located right on the dunes. They said they would like to go. We reserved two rooms, at a nice hotel, starting Friday with checkout on Monday.

On Friday afternoon, the four of us loaded up in their car, and headed out. When we arrived at Bandon, we checked into our hotel and relaxed for a while before going out for dinner. The plan for the next day was for John and I to go golfing at ten in the morning, and Lynn and Alana to go shopping and sightseeing for the day.

When we woke up, we met John and Lynn for breakfast. Then John and I headed for the course. The course was pretty difficult, and it was Saturday so there were quite a few players, so it turned into a nearly five-hour round. We had a drink at the bar before heading back to the hotel.

When we arrived back at the hotel parking lot, getting out of the car, we heard a very distinct whistle; I recognized the whistle as my wife's. We looked up the street and a block away, saw our wives waving and walking toward us. Alana was wearing a short skirt, fuck, she looked hot. When they got to us; they were giggling and laughing. They told us they had gotten tired of shopping and had spent the last three hours in a lounge, neither of them were feeling any pain.

As we were talking, a young man walked up to us, and greeted John, Lynn and myself. His name was Mitch. Mitch had worked for John; in the past, and I had met him several times before. He was now starting his own construction company. Mitch was still friends with John and Lynn; in fact, it seemed they were closer than just friends. Mitch was twenty-eight at that time. He was about six-foot-two, in good shape, wide powerul-looking shoulders, he had curly blond hair--he was a good looking man, in a chiseled way, and had a loud, gregarious personality.

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Lynn asked him if he knew Alana, he replied that he did not. Lynn introduced them. I had already noticed them checking each other out; Mitch had already spent a long time admiring her legs. When Mitch and Alana shook hands, they looked each other in the eyes. It seemed I could see their mutual sexual attraction for each other--I felt my dick stiffen.

Mitch was telling us that he had driven over to play golf tomorrow, for his first time at Bandon Dunes Golf Resort. He had figured he would have no problem getting a room at one of the hotels, but he had learned there were no vacancies in town, and he would have to sleep in his car. Alana looked at me with her pleading look; I had seen that look of desire before.

I said, "Mitch, there is a couch in our room, you're welcome to sleep there."

"Thank you, I'll go get my stuff out of my car, and be right back."

Mitch left, and the four of us started walking towards the hotel door. When we got there, I said I would wait for Mitch and bring him up. Alana stayed with me for a bit, John and Lynn headed in. Lynn stopped at the door, then turned around, smiled at Alana and said, "You have fun now, okay."

Alana went up to our room.

When Mitch showed up, so we went on up. When we got to our room, Alana was just coming out of the bathroom.

Mitch looked around and said, "Where is the couch?"

Alana looked him in the eyes. "You won't need a couch."

Mitch's face lit up, and he smiled, he had just figured it out.

Alana pulled her shirt over her head, then unclipped her bra, letting it fall to the floor, her beautiful tits were bare, her nipples hard and erect.

She said, "Why don't we all get more comfortable."

Alana watched as Mitch and I removed our clothes, when Mitch bent over removing his underwear, and stood back up, his cock was standing straight out from his body.

Alana stared at his cock. "You are a big boy aren't you; why don't you both sit down on the edge of the bed beside each other."

When we were seated, Alana got on her knees in front of us, then moved in between Mitch's knees. He leaned back, holding himself up on his elbows. Alana leaned down, and licked a drop of pre-cum off the slit of his cock. She moved her head down, rubbing his cock along her cheek, putting her nose to the base; and inhaling deeply taking in his musky, manly smell, then sighing in pleasure. I noticed another drop of his pre-cum stick to her hair; leaving a shiny wet spot, as she lifted her head.

"You smell good, Mitch."

Alana took the head of Mitch's cock into her mouth and sucked; as he moaned in pleasure. Then she slowly moved her mouth down his quivering hard cock; before starting to bob her head up and down on his very big, pink, anxious,erection. Alana's hand; was following her mouth stroking his shaft; her wedding ring glimmering, as she massaged his cock, working it towards its ultimate goal. Then she pulled her hand and mouth off of him. A string of his pre-cum; and her saliva mixture stretched out from his cock-head to her lips, more than a foot, before breaking, leaving that string to dangle from her chin.

Alana then moved between my legs, and took my much smaller, but still raging hard cock into her mouth, and used her magic on me. Her mouth was already lubed from Mitch's pre-cum. Her mouth felt so good, so hot, and so slick on my cock. Alana did not use her hands on my dick, she knew me, and she knew that with too much stimulation I wouldn't last long, then her mouth was gone and back on Mitch's big, throbbing cock.

I had never been this close; watching, my wife sucking another man's cock. As she sucked, her cheeks would pull in, going concave, then as she lowered her head, I could make out Mitch's cock-head, as it pushed her cheeks out. I could also see her throat expand as she took his cock deeply into her throat, until her lips would bottom out against his pubes.

I was sure Mitch had never been deepthroated before; because every time Alana took his cock into her throat.

He would cry out, "Oh fuck."

Alana knew, hell, I could even tell that Mitch was getting close, when she pulled her mouth off his cock, and went back to mine. I was so wound up. The whole erotic situation--of sharing my wife, her sucking my cock, and her taking a man who was right beside me; took me to the very edge of orgasm. This time when she took my cock in her mouth, I lasted less than a minute before I blew my cum in her mouth.

I came hard."Uuuugh, uuugh, uugh, ugh, ugh."

Alana didn't swallow; she held it in her mouth and took my load back to Mitch and wrapped her cum-filled mouth around his cock. He and I watched her slowly; slide her mouth up and down his cock, letting a little bit of my cum dribble out of her mouth with each bob of her head.

He couldn't take it, this was such a sexy, erotic act. I could see his muscles contract, and his body stiffen, and then his hips thrust off of the bed, and he roared and grunted as he ejaculated his cum into my wife's mouth. She had pulled her head back so only the head was in her mouth, as she wildly jacked his cock, using my cum as lube. Then Mitch fell back onto the bed. I watched my sexy wife swallow both loads of cum.

I headed for the bathroom and took a shower. When I came out they were sitting on the edge of the bed, kissing; Mitch was fondling her tits. Alana stood up, pulled her skirt and soaked panties down; and walked into the bathroom to shower.

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Mitch's eyes followed her ass all the way. When Alana came out of the shower, and she was drying off, she put her foot up on the bed, giving Mitch a perfect view of her pussy. Mitch stared at her pussy, and was looking her up and down.

"Alana, you have a beautiful body, and fuck, baby, you are incredibly sexy."

Mitch headed for the shower. Alana threw some pillows against the headboard, and had me get on the bed, and lean back against it. Then; she got between my spread legs, she put her face, down in my crotch, her mouth around my limp dick, which didn't stay that way long. She put her ass lewdly up in the air. It was less than a minute; when Mitch came out of the bathroom to see her ass pointing right at him. My wife was totally submitting herself to this man.

"Fuck, baby, your ass looks incredible."

My wife wiggled her ass side to side. Mitch's cock; went erect, almost instantly. He climbed onto the bed, with his cock bouncing up and down. and side to side as he knee-walked up to my wife's inviting ass--he reminded me of a stallion getting ready to mount the mare in heat, and my wife was... in heat.

Mitch did mount her, he held his cock between her swollen lips, and then pushed his cock inside her, it slid inside for half its length; my wife with her mouth still wrapped around my dick, moaned out in pleasure. Mitch pulled back, gripped her hips and thrust hard, burying his cock to the hilt, his balls slapped her clit. They moaned in unison, they were surprisingly loud.

Mitch held his cock deep inside her body, enjoying her grip, "Fuck. Baby, you're so tight!!"

"Your cock is fucking big. Just hold it there, don't move. Damn, your cock feels good."

My hips thrust, I felt like I was going to cum, I didn't want to, but their fucking so far, was incredibly intense, and exciting. I had watched Alana fuck other men, I had watched her and Tom, our longtime friend fuck lots of times, but this was the first time I had been involved--it was fun.

Then they were fucking. Mitch fucked her slowly, he used long strokes, pulling almost out of her, then driving deep with each thrust. As each stroke of his cock bottomed out inside her, my wife would cry out, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!" Then she climaxed, "Ohhhh, so good, so goooood, ohhhh my gaaaaawd!!!"

With my wife's climax; spurring his own lust and drive to the ultimate goal, the speed and intensity of Mitch's thrusts into Alana's squeeze-box, kept increasing. Mitch's hips were slapping Alana's ass cheeks, slap-slap-alap. My wife was experiencing such pleasure, she totally forgot; that she had been sucking my cock. She laid her face on my dick. Her cheek had my cock pushed against my pubes, and as Alana was being fucked, her face was sliding up and down my shaft, her cheek was slick against me, being lubed by the steady flow of pr-cum oozing from my very excited cock. Watching, hearing, and feeling them fuck, was so arousing, and my wife's face fucking my cock, sent me over the edge.

My hips were thrusting. Fuck, I was cumming; "Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh."

Alana, again, was right on the edge, my cock was so sensitive, I thought I was going to scream, and push her away. Then she lifted her head off of me, and screamed, "Oh my God, I'm cummmming! Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!"

Alana turned her head in the other direction, and dropped her head back on my then-less-sensitive-cum-covered, shrinking dick. Mitch wasn't through, he could really fuck, he could last, he had stamina--he was good at fucking. This may sound funny, but I just lay there, enjoying their pleasure, my wife's cries; from feeling his cock sliding in and out of her as she came down from her second orgasm; and Mitch's grunts, as he neared the finish.

Then Mitch made three or four, incredibly hard, deep thrusts into Alana's pussy, before his last instinct-driven thrust, so hard and so deep, to inseminate my wife. He roared out with his release, as he filled her womb with his cum, "Arrrgh, arrrgh, arrgh, argh."

Alana, feeling Mitch reaching orgasm and his cock spewing his seed inside her chamber, took her to her very intense climax, "Ohhhh my gaaaaaaawd!"

Their fuck parts; were locked together in total bliss, that bliss which is the driver for all humans to achieve, and for them to exist. When Mitch's body had finished its orgasm, his muscles relaxed, and he pushed forward, pushing Alana's body onto me. The three of us; lay there, in a pile, catching our breaths, completely sated.

After about ten minutes, I looked at my watch, and told them we were supposed to meet John and Lynn, for dinner in half an hour. We untangled and got off of the bed.

When we were all standing. Alana said, "That was fun."

Mitch and I both looked at her and started laughing!

Talk about a facial, her face was completely covered in my cum, there was even cum, dripping from her ear. Alana went to the mirror over the desk; after she looked in the mirror, she turned to us, and smiled.

"Assholes." And she headed to the shower.

We all took quick showers, got dressed, and met John and Lynn in the lobby. We had a nice dinner, Lynn teased Alana a little about being the lucky one tonight, I think she was a little jealous.

*******

Alana

During dinner, I remembered how wonderful it had felt to have Mitch's cock in my mouth, and then inside of me, with his rough hands gripping my hips. Thinking about that was making my nipples so hard and erect; I hadn't worn a bra, so there were bumps resembling sewing thimbles poking out on my blouse. I couldn't stop thinking about doing Mitch again, and how much fun; later that night was going to be.

Mitch, John, and even my husband Pete, seemed like they couldn't take their eyes off my nipples, which didn't help them to shrink. Lynn even commented that my headlights were on high beam. I was also getting wet, as I was looking forward to kissing Mitch, and running my hands over his strong, muscled body, and feeling his rough, calloused hands all over mine.

I wanted to kiss Mitch some more, he and I had only kissed for a few minutes before. I liked kissing him, he had a different kiss than I was used to--a strong kiss, firm lips, and tongue. I liked his taste. Another thing I liked about Mitch; was that he did physical work. When he had played with my tits, and then again, when he had gripped my hips to fuck me doggy-style, I could really feel his strong, calloused hands on me. In fact; Mitch just felt strong, he had real muscles from working, not from some gym.

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